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And So Begins the Game

Jul 31, 2009 21:36

Who: EVERYONE
When: Day 1, morning
Where: Wouldn't you like to know?
Summary: It's the start of the game, all Participants get to find out wtf is happening. Sort of.
( Do you think that we could play another game/ Maybe I could win this time )

greece, america, north italy, prussia, korea, estonia, !first post, bulgaria, spain, finland, denmark, austria, !information, england, seychelles, !mod post

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aphlos_npc August 5 2009, 17:07:15 UTC

Only one name in between this time before another name was called from the list.

"England! Please exit."

regnumbreton August 5 2009, 23:48:36 UTC

Slinging his bag over his shoulder England stepped out the door, giving one last look over to Seychelles and gave a small nod. He stepped out, instantly going to his PDA as it began to beep.

He checked it. Nodded to himself and set off into the island. Heading in no predicted pattern as he made sure no one tailed him.

aphlos_npc August 5 2009, 17:08:16 UTC

Another glance at her watch, waiting the appropriate time before calling the next name.

"Estonia! Please exit."

infotehnoloogia August 5 2009, 17:55:08 UTC

The ever-anxious Estonia had, until then, contented himself with staying silent around the other nations, most of which were already at each other's throats before the 'game' had even started. Not because he didn't have any questions about the rules, mind; it was because he was busy in his own little world of gloom, asking himself questions like could Russia be responsible for this?, and would the winner be so kind as to return my land later?, and more importantly, why did it have to be me?. It was bad enough that he was there in the first place, being made to participate in someone's sick idea of entertainment. But as he looked around and made note of who he was up against, he began to doubt his chances of survival more and more ( ... )

thousandlakes August 6 2009, 10:52:17 UTC

During the whole commotion, Finland had kept his head down and just let the gears turn there. While he was excited at such a competition, the stakes were too high for him to truly enjoy it. He didn't want to lose his land, his people, or his money, but he didn't want anyone else to lose theirs either! And the idea of serving another nation for any amount of time... It felt like he'd only just finished struggling to avoid exactly that with Russia! And as much as he liked Sweden, he really didn't want to have to serve him again. Denmark was just out of the question.

Of course, there was one nation he could always turn to. He looked around for his friend as the names were called. When he heard it, he rushed up to meet him before he could leave. "H-Hey! Estonia, wait, please!"

Surely, surely he could look to Estonia for support, right?

infotehnoloogia August 6 2009, 11:38:16 UTC

Estonia did a quick (and therefore, rather clumsy) double-take as he heard his name. "Fi- Finland?" He knew that voice anywhere, and a brief readjustment of his glasses confirmed it. "Soome! It really is you!"

Whether he meant to or not, the Balt heaved a loud sigh of relief. Of all the nations present, Estonia knew he would always be able to rely on Finland, and he was lucky that his friend was the first country to have approached him. His face still wrought with concern, Estonia attempted a weak smile as he made his way back over. But he was grateful for the company, even if he didn't show it; in fact, Estonia even allowed himself to think that maybe things wouldn't turn out so bad after all.

He didn't know what to say- simple questions like how have you been? or what are you doing here? seemed ill-fitting in this situation- but he was determined to keep his spirits up around the Finn. Estonia fidgeted a bit, a gesture reminiscent of his younger brother, and thought of something to say ( ... )

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aphlos_npc August 5 2009, 17:09:55 UTC

The wait was perhaps shorter this time before the next name was called.

"Finland! Please Exit."

thousandlakes August 8 2009, 05:32:06 UTC

Finland nodded to the woman calling the names (because after all, she was just hired to provide instructions, it wasn't her fault they were here so it did no good to be angry at her) and snagged his bag from the pile before stepping back into place beside Estonia.

aphlos_npc August 5 2009, 17:12:32 UTC

Two more names called this time before yet another short wait.

"Greece! Please exit."

dozyliberty August 6 2009, 11:40:17 UTC

He uttered not a word as his large body found its way up from the cold ground. Partaking in a surely slower pace than the others who had vacated recently, he really did take no heed to the 'be prompt' warning. He heaved the bag over his shoulder as his steps found their way to the exit. His eyes spared a wander, not quite desiring to see who else besides those who had spoken up were caught in this mess; for better or for worse.

aphlos_npc August 5 2009, 17:18:24 UTC

Three names, three more exits and then the next name is called.

"North Italy! Please exit."

gelatopower August 6 2009, 07:03:08 UTC

Felicano jumped when he heard his name called, looking up towards the pretty lady he realized he was suppose to come up and grab the old looking bag nearby. Deciding to place his worries about what had happened to his portable pasta case he hurried forward to grab the bag before slowly heading towards the exit, almost unsure if he was suppose to. A glance back towards the others showed he still had yet to find Germany and those mean looking glares from the soldiers nearby suggested he hurry forward.

“Ve… I hope Germany is here,” he mumbled dejectedly as he slowly headed on his way out. After all, he’d been more focused on the fact of how he was going to make pasta that he had only caught a few sentences from the pretty woman during her speeches and discussions with the other nations. Now if only he could find Ludwig, he was sure that the German had listened to it and would help him out fine!