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[he_aintheavy]

[The room is in shambles. The lamp is broken on the floor and there are obvious claw marks on all the walls and the door, and the doorknob looks crunched. Only one chair remains in the room, and petite Belarus is sitting on it, enraged that for once the doorknob has defeated her and it has gotten in the way of brotherThis is obviously the fault of

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[viva_io]

[Italy wakes up leisurely, yawning and stretching (or at least attempting to it's kind of hard when you're tied up), a cheerfully oblivious expression on his face.]

Ve, Germany, I had such a nice nap~ But I can't seem to move very well...

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[viva_io]

[Slowly, the voice speaking to him begins to filter into his consciousness, and he freezes.]

...

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[viva_io]

AAAAAAAHHHHH!!!

B-Bielorussia!! Waaaaahh! I'll tell you anything! Just please don't hurt meeee!

[he_aintheavy]

Then bastard will explain why bastard is back--and why doors will not open.

Doors have always opened.