Phone, locked to Poland

[There's a bit of a hesitation before Estonia talks. And no amount of faking stoic will hide the dread in his voice.]

Did you see the television? We need to do something.

[Guess who spent the last two weeks droned? This guy. Guess who also undroned to find his housemates all in bed asleep already, peaceful droned things, and then rushed to the phone only to find out something terrifying seems to be happening again, and he can't even begin to fathom what. Bingo, this guy. Baltic Luck strikes again, although he's ( Read more... )

A: 946 Beulah Street

[It's early in the morning and Estonia hasn't slept much, mostly out of worry and anxiety about the state of the town and what it was he'd resolved to do come daybreak. He has his proper body back. Death is impermanent. If the options are get whatever fate the milk decided to hand out out of the way or wait to see if it would ( Read more... )

Privet, Mayfield. [Estonia never uses Russian, usually. This should be your first clue that something is horribly, horribly wrong.]I would like to appeal to you all today on behalf of the Union of Soviet Socialists Republics. I am aware that many of you -- either because of past experiences, pig-headed capitalism, or Mayfield's teachings -- believe ( Read more... )

A: 946 Beulah Street

[Today, Estonia is Not Impressed with whatever the town is up to. His own memories going weird was one thing, but after similar issues with Lithuania and Rin, he's starting to really worry. His housemates will find him writing a note before he leaves the house, to leave on the kitchen table for Raquel, whom he has decided is ( Read more... )

[It's Monday and Estonia skipped school today. Mostly because he really cannot stand to hear anything about communism right now. Also, he's got things to do. Namely phonecalls and checking in on people.]

A: Phone; locked to Ukraine and Hungary

[Because checking on both of the female nations needs to happen, he addresses the same question to each ( Read more... )