Application - Holy Roman Empire from Axis Powers Hetalia

Feb 08, 2010 12:45

((OOC: Approval granted from Austria and Sweden mun. I’ve waited about a week and haven’t heard anything back from France, N. Italy, or Russia mun, so I’m assuming the go-ahead from them as well.))A small boy who had not been there only moments before lay on the floor of the Sorting Room. His face and blond hair, swept back under the hat that had ( Read more... )

application, roderich edelstein, george st bartleigh, holy roman empire, the scout, berwald oxenstierna, mr wednesday

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livingaustria February 8 2010, 23:29:30 UTC
That is impossible! was Austria's thought. And it was. The Holy Roman Empire as he existed right now had long ceased to exist. (And hopefully that sentence is vague enough to cover my ass in case the HRE=Germany theory is true like hinted).

There was so much Austria could say, but the only word to come out of his mouth was, "How?!"

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sincethe900s February 9 2010, 00:32:47 UTC
Holy Roman Empire turned as he recognized Austria's voice. So this place was just a dream, then? Holy Roman Empire hadn't seen Austria for quite some time, but the last he had heard, the man had been doing well.

He might as well enjoy the respite from fighting and catch up with Austria, even if it wasn't real. "Austria. Where are we?"

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livingaustria February 9 2010, 03:03:38 UTC
Austria got on one knee so she'd be on eye level with the defunct empire. "We are at a magic school, Römisches," he said, calling the Holy Roman Empire by a shortened form of his German name. "In Scotland." He hesitated; should he tell the Holy Roman Empire that this was 2010?

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sincethe900s February 9 2010, 04:24:49 UTC
Magic wasn't real, of course, as Holy Roman Empire knew. But neither was this--as if he'd been magically transported from his own house to Scotland! So he accepted Austria's explanation readily, although he did wonder why he would be dreaming about a magic school instead of reliving the peaceful times in his house before he left for the wars...

"Ah, is that so," he replied. "How have you been?"

Up close, Austria looked older than he remembered--as if Austria had aged since Holy Roman Empire last saw him, while he himself still hadn't grown an inch for all his efforts.

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tallyhopippip February 8 2010, 23:34:24 UTC
"Oh, I paint too!" George was delighted to meet another painter.

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sincethe900s February 9 2010, 00:38:53 UTC
Holy Roman Empire missed painting very much, but he supposed talking about it would be almost as nice as painting itself. So he asked, "What sort of things do you paint?"

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tallyhopippip February 9 2010, 03:05:38 UTC
"Oh, all sorts of things, trees, people. I recently learned I could paint some things from the past if I had an object to hold. Like your hat! Oh, I bet I could paint something from your past if I held your hat."

Which, believe me, is better than the initial sparklepire ability we came up with.

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sincethe900s February 9 2010, 04:36:43 UTC
"You can really do that?" Since he was convincing himself that all of this was some sort of dream or hallucination, Holy Roman Empire was less inclined to be skeptical. "I would be interested to see what you might paint."

He hoped the man would paint some memory of Italy. Even if he couldn't take the painting with him, it would be so wonderful to see her sweet face again.

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scouts_dishonor February 9 2010, 05:05:03 UTC
"So if you're like the Holy Roman Umpire, that mean you take a holy shit?" Scout was pleased with his brand of humor.

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sincethe900s February 9 2010, 05:30:56 UTC
"Holy Roman Empire," he corrected, although he suspected it wouldn't provide any better results. He wished he'd dreamed of Italy instead of this strangeness.

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scouts_dishonor February 9 2010, 05:42:05 UTC
"Holy Roamin' Empire." Actually, that sounded pretty nifty. What Scout was picturing in his mind involved motorcycles with pinup babes on the back of them.

"Ain't you a little little to be a Holy Roamin' Anything? I mean, what's with that? You the kid who gets picked on? It sucks bein' the small one. Nobody takes you seriously until you can swing hard enough to bust some heads." Mmm, personal experience talking.

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sincethe900s February 9 2010, 16:05:05 UTC
Holy Roman Empire couldn't hear the difference, so he nodded and assumed that this time Scout had the right idea.

"It's true that I don't seem to grow, and France and Sweden are invading my house... but that just means I'm strong enough to be a threat," he rationalized. Because if he was simply being picked on, that meant he was weak like the Italies--which was not only an insult to his pride, but also meant he couldn't protect Italy. "And even if I'm small, I can still beat them in war." Although Zusmarhausen wouldn't be one of those victories.

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nordic_stoic February 10 2010, 17:50:21 UTC
Sweden didn't say anything at first, just watching the little empire in the Sorting room. His herd of straw goats crowded at his feet, barring one that was perched on Sweden's shoulder.

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sincethe900s February 10 2010, 18:24:03 UTC
Holy Roman Empire got the strange feeling he was being watched. And thus he turned around to see--Sweden.

Sweden was in the middle of stirring up the religious rebellions in his empire, again. Sweden was prolonging yet another war that kept Holy Roman Empire from returning to his beloved Italy. Sweden was eying his northern territory. And Sweden was in the middle of thoroughly, devastatingly routing his men at Zusmarhausen.

Even if Holy Roman Empire had rationalized that this was all a dream, Sweden currently shared a high ranking with France on his list of most hated people.

But Holy Roman Empire was unarmed, and he honestly lacked the energy to attack Sweden anyway, and it would still hurt if Sweden defeated him again. So he settled for glaring. Very violently. And growling, "Bastard."

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nordic_stoic February 10 2010, 18:41:02 UTC
Sweden nodded, accepting the insult. He had been a bastard to the Holy Roman Empire, he would admit that.

"'nd'rst'nd that I had m'ord'rs."

The goat on his shoulder began pawing at Sweden's shoulder. He got on his knees to set the goat with his brothers. The biggest straw goat (which Sweden had named Ronnie) was the first to hesitantly step forward and approach the newcomer country.

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sincethe900s February 10 2010, 19:45:37 UTC
Unlike Sweden, Holy Roman Empire hadn't had time to distance himself from the Thirty Years' War; he was still caught in the midst of it and taking the fighting very personally. So even though invasions were commonplace interactions between nations, and even though Sweden had apologized gracefully, Holy Roman Empire couldn't accept it. He didn't necessarily want to attack this Sweden at the moment, but he couldn't accept his peace offering.

So he crossed his arms and turned his back on Sweden with a "Hmph!"

Holy Roman Empire had been too busy glaring at Sweden's face to notice the little straw goats, or he might have been curious about them despite himself.

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margolottavon February 11 2010, 01:37:41 UTC
Margolotta looked down at the ashen child in front of her. "Perhaps you won't be useless forever- you do have some good opinions about handling subordinate work. And managing to survive is a start. But tell me, what have you done to make yourself useful?"

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sincethe900s February 11 2010, 02:29:58 UTC
Ironically, Holy Roman Empire's good opinions regarding letting subordinates independently handle their own affairs had contributed greatly to his current state of uselessness.

What had he done to make himself useful to his people? "I'm fighting to keep my house a united, peaceful place for everyone to live," he replied. "I'm trying to stop the revolts, and I'm warring against France and Sweden to keep them from seizing parts of my house."

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margolottavon February 11 2010, 21:55:49 UTC
Having absolutely no idea who France and Sweden were, her Ladyship smiled. "That sounds like a good start anyway. Do you live in the middle of a war-zone?"

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sincethe900s February 11 2010, 22:55:39 UTC
Holy Roman Empire nodded. "Unfortunately, all the fighting is taking place in my house. And maintaining the armies is taking a terrible toll on my people and my land." And as the land, the people, and the economy of the Holy Roman Empire were devastated, their personification suffered as well.

"The peace negotiations aren't going well, either, and there's no guarantee it'll last any longer than the other treaties."

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