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Oct. 19th, 2010

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Jan. 12th, 2009

[America's gone. Japan's gone. Hikaru's gone. A lot of other people who would have stopped him are gone. But he's smiling. Oh, is he ever smiling. And he's sitting behind a desk, just an ordinary looking desk in an office building. There's vodka on it, and a globe, and some communist flags. But other than that, it's just another desk. And it's got a swivel chair. Russia's never seen a swivel chair before, so he's spinning in it, absentmindedly. But it's cold in here. Very, very cold. And even the heat being turned on at full blast isn't doing much to change that.]

I win. Hahahaha, anyone want to play a new game? I'm waiting.

[There's a familiar looking pipe by his desk. And his voice, while filled with laughter, is just as cold as the room.]

Tags: america sucks, general winter is a prick, i win, january, victoly, vodka, we are the champions, winter

Dec. 31st, 2008

Fourteen Sickles

[He's humming a little bit as he puts the finishing touches on his fir tree. He's got to decorate for New Year's, doncha know? The horrible, agonizing pain ended a little while ago, and to celebrate this he's opened up his bottle of birthday vodka. The best gift is one you give yourself, sometimes.]

One, two, three, four, one, two, three, four....

[He counts ornaments and lights as he strings them up. The whole house smells of vodka, but also of fresh, warm bread and not entirely burned yet meat. It smells like...almost like home. Lithuania probably has something to do with this. He always does, don't you know?]

One, two, three, four, one, two, three, four....

[Winter's here, and so Russia's lit a fire to try and keep him out. It won't work. Not forever. But he's going to try, at least until it's next year. At least until tomorrow. It's still cold in his home, almost unnaturally so, and that's very familiar. It'd be strange if things were warm, don't you know?]

One, two, three, four....

[But it's warm, almost, because of the food and fire and coats and scarves.]

((OOC: *EVERYONE* in Template gets a bottle of vodka for New Year's. Yes, that's right, I said New Year's. Lithuania gets a bonus gift, though, as does Skeith. This is also pulling double duty as a belated birthday post!))

Tags: birthday., december, general winter is a prick, ivan, new year's, presents, russia, vodka, winter

Dec. 22nd, 2008

Thirteen Sickles

((OOC: Russia, Lithuania, and Skeith via second level. Mostly just voices, but occasional flickers to allow a glimpse to the first. And yes, feel free to assume a fuckton of ninjas. Just no threadsplits plox.))

[Humming goes here~] I don't see how it's a bad idea to give him vodka. It'd work, you know.

While it might dull the pain a little, i-it might also cause a few problems...

[Clearly not really listening.] Just stop arguing about it, will 'ya?

[You can almost hear the glaring. You can definitely hear the foot tapping.] I don't see you coming up with any good ideas.

I-it's best to just let him rest, really...

Listen to the little girl for once. Not wor-- [Short coughing fit right here before continuing.] Worth getting upset about it. Just relax.

[The humming's back~] I'll relax when you stop getting stabbed with sharp pointy things, hm? Sounds fair, right?~

...Wait, why am I a little girl? [Sounds very confused.]

Don't make it sound like it's my fault!

See, you're so out of it, you've got Lithuania all mixed up! [Looks to the audience, a little] Anyone out there have any vodka? Or bandages?

Vodka really won't help... [Siiiigh.]

[You can almost see the facepalm.] I'm not out of it! And stop asking about the vodka...

Tags: blatant font abuse, check please, ivan, lithuania, medic!, meido, metal claws really?, russia, skeith, the cause and solution to all problems, vodka, winter

Dec. 21st, 2008

Twelve Sickles

[He's somehow gotten onto a roof. While we'd like to say it was magic, he probably just climbed up the fire escape. He's staring to the west, where the sun's going down among swirling clouds. It's very cold right now, especially on this roof top and especially around him. There's a little bit of wind, too, and it's making everything swirl around him in a very lazy fashion. When he looks up, and he does eventually look up, he seems to see a face among the greying clouds. He glares at it, at the sky, as if he's daring it to try something.]

Winter's here. Game's over. We'll play again another day.

[He's not shivering. Not yet. Because even with the General here, it's not as cold as home. Not yet.]

((OOC: The free car~ giveaway is over! It seems everyone gets to keep their cars, at least for now! Oh, and as a minor note, expect Russia's craziness and creepiness to rise as winter continues. He'll get more leveled out and derpy when Spring is closer.))

Tags: cold as ice, crazy mccrazypants, december, does that make me crazy?, free car~, general winter is a prick, ivan, needs more vodka, russia, warning warning danger will robinson, winter's here

Dec. 19th, 2008

Eleven Sickles

[Russia's smiling as he walks down the street, humming a bit of a song. He does that a lot, you know. But this time, oh this time things are different. People here wanted to celebrate Christmas, right? So, why not give them some gifts, in the spirit of the season. Whatever that spirit was. Russia didn't really know. What he did know was that people liked getting free things, and people also liked driving cars. Why not combine the two of them?]

"Enjoy your gift! From Russia, with love" [Is what he left on the cards, stuck under windsheild wipers, on the if not new then definitely in good condition cars. He parked them in front of their houses, not specifying who should get them because he wanted it to be a surprise.]

[He might have stolen those cars, though. Maybe. And he didn't quite know what to do about it. He wasn't really good at being lawful. But there seemed to be a lot of hero types in this city. They'd probably be glad to help!]

"Some cars have been stolen. That's okay, right? The police won't even notice, right?" [Is what he left, on noticeboards and windows and even on doors through out the city.]

[And he smiles and hums as he walks down the street, because sometimes the best gift is one you give yourself.]

Come along, Lithuania. This might be fun to watch!

((OOC: And the Free Car~ Giveaway has begun! Click here for the sign up list! If you wanted to sign up but missed it, don't worry, there are still some slots open! You can react here or post your own or whatever you feel like doing! Have fun!))

Tags: christmas, deck the halls, free car~, from russia with love, ivan, lithuania, presents, russia, shiiny lights, smile, this can't end well, vroom vroom, winter

Dec. 18th, 2008

OOC: A Brief History of Russia

( NOW WITH MORE COMMUNISM )

Tags: all aboard the failboat, character essay, communism, does that make me crazy?, general winter is a prick, ivan, ooc, russia, tldr, tsars csars czars and tzars, wall of text ahoy, winter whoo

Dec. 15th, 2008

Ten Sickles

[He's humming to himself again. He's gotten very good at it the last few weeks. He thinks he might make a habit of it. For now, though, he's just sitting at a desk he'd stolen some time previously, circling advertisements in the newspaper. For what? He won't say. He's just smiling to himself as he occasionally chews on his pen cap, then draws a circle around a promising advertisement.]

I'm sure they'd like that one. That one looks nice, too.

[He continues humming that folk song under his breath as he works. For yes, this is very important work. Christmas is coming, and Russia wouldn't want to be without gifts to give~]

Tags: advertisements, capitalist pigs, christmas, humming~, ivan, look over there!, nothing going on here, red, russia, santa, set up post, sneaky russia is sneaky, winter

Dec. 14th, 2008

OOC: Playlist (In song - artist order)

( AH MOTHERLAND )

Tags: ivan, just for fun, national anthem, ooc, playlist, russia, singing~

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Dec. 9th, 2008

Nine Sickles

The Hussars rode
The Uhlans rode
The Cossacks rode~

[He's sitting in his room, now. On his bed. Some things are torn and broken, but it's mostly in one piece. Russia isn't. Not like he hasn't been before, but none of his friends have ever been gone before. For this long, anyway. His friends should be back by now. They aren't. He should have found his friends in that maze. He didn't. He failed them.]

At a slow pace, at a slow pace
At a trot, at a trot
At a gallop-gallop-gallop~

[He pats out a loose rythym on his knees, with a grin. At the right words, he changes the pace]

Bang! Down you go!~

[And then he stops, dead in his tracks.]
The Hussars rode...

[He starts again. He keeps playing, stopping only to take a drink of vodka. Because when things are this bad, he's like a child again. You almost wouldn't notice the blood.]

((OOC: Red is for Russian. Don't worry, he'll speak English a bit should anyone tag him who doesn't speak it, too.))

Tags: communism, crazy, ivan, kidnapping plot, nursery rhymes, off the deep end, oh shiii, russia, vodka, warning warning danger will robinson, winter

Dec. 8th, 2008

Eight Sickles

Lithuania. You'd better still be there when I get back.

[A slightly static-y tone of voice, and that's all there is. There's no evidence he's even here except for the voice. There's a pause.]

Did that work?

[Another pause, and then a laugh.]

BOO! Hahaha, did I scare you?

((OOC: Russia's fully immersed in the second level, so no loud noises please. Right now, he's still a bit shocked he was able to be heard over it, so it's voice only for now. Later, he might project a bit.))

Tags: ceiling russia is watchin u masterbate, ghost, hope he brought some string, in ur second level scarin ur d00dz, ivan, kidnapping plot, lithuania, maze, off the deep end, oh shiiii, russia, second level, spying on friends for fun and profit, vodka~, winter

Dec. 4th, 2008

Seven Sickles

[He blinks. He's very good at blinking. It doesn't really help, though. Not as much as he thought. Because the room is very nearly blown to pieces. There's shards of wood and tile and metal and computer wires all over the place, and scuff marks all over what remains of the floor. There isn't much of that left, either. Whatever's left is covered in thick black powder, worse than soot, and it seems to be escaping through the hole where the window used to be.]

[Sometimes, stalking has some advantages. This is not one of them. Still, at least he has porkchops, which are sticking out from the toaster. There's a scorpion, too, and he seems to be liking them. He's not much good with insects, but he knows something upset when he sees it. Hopefully, the pork chops will help. If not, there's always vodka.]

[There's nothing else here. Well, nobody. And that's the problem, isn't it?]

I hate winter.

[He sighs, just a bit. He knows how to make people disappear. He can make them reappear.]

Well, let's get started, shall we?

[He grabs his pipe and a bottle of vodka, and he smiles a slasher smile. He'll figure it out. Just watch.]

Come along, Lithuania~ We have work to do~

Tags: amityville toaster, ivan, kidnapping plot, lithuania, off the rails, ooooh boooy, russia, skeith, ut oh, warning warning danger will robinson, winter

Nov. 25th, 2008

Six Sickles

[Oh. Hello, Template. Feeling good, are you? Enjoying your Thanksgiving? Guess what! So's Russia. Well, it looks like he's enjoying something, since he's smiling, but if you take a second look, you'd notice that it's...off. Very off. Like it doesn't quite match anything at all. Which is just how he likes it. He's humming a song, too. Tchaikovsky again. It's that time of year. There's blood on his boots, and on his coat, and he doesn't seem to notice. Much, if at all.]

[He's used to it. Every few steps, he laughs. It's okay, though. It's all okay. He just wants to play a game with them. It's not his fault they don't know the rules. It's not his fault they won't be his friends. He just wants to play baseball, like the Americans do. It's not his fault that they're ignoring him. He just hit a ball towards them with his faucet pipe, that's all. He doesn't know why they're bleeding so much. They should have ducked.]

[That's how the game's played, da?]

Anyone want to play a game? I know a lot of them! Come on! I don't bite! It'll be fun.

Tags: in the immortal words of ozzy, ivan, off the deep end, off the rails, red, russia, thanksgiving, warning warning danger will robinson, winter

Nov. 24th, 2008

Five Sickles

I've never heard of Thanksgiving. It's just a silly American holiday, isn't it?

[A sort of strange smile goes here.]

I could make borscht for all of you, if you want.

[He'll make borscht for everyone, anyway. Either way, the strange smile gets replaced with a more...real one. Although in his case it probably looks a bit more fake. It's hard to explain without vodka.]

It's a little strange, isn't it? To have everyone celebrating it?

Tags: america sucks, borscht, ivan, russia, stepford smiling, thanksgiving, winter

Nov. 11th, 2008

Four Sickles

[It's snowing. It's cold outside. And for all intents and purposes, it's winter. He doesn't have much to fight with here. That's never mattered.]

I have an idea! It'll be a lot of fun~

[There's not enough yet for what he has in mind, but that's okay. He's managed to gather enough snow for a snow ball or two, and with no further warning, he throws them at anyone walking by. He throws them really, really hard.]

I think this is called a snowball fight, da?

[He doesn't like winter.]

Tags: ivan, power outage, russia, snow, waaaaar

Nov. 2nd, 2008

Three Sickles

[He's just chilling out in the garden, behind the haunted mansion. No pun intended. He's also still in costume. There's a lot of bottles of vodka around him, and he takes a sip from one of them every few minutes. He grins widely, and stands up, nearly taking a bow.]

Hello~ Anybody want anything to drink? There's lots! Come on, be a friend!

[He laughs.]

Tags: halloween plot, ivan, joys of drinking, masquerade, russia, vodka

Oct. 24th, 2008

Two Sickles

[AWWW! LOOK! A PANDA! HE'S JUST SO CUTE, OMG! SO CUTE IT CAUSES CAPSLOCKING. Doncha just wanna hug him and pet him and tell him all your problems and feed him bamboo? You know you waaant to~ It's just so impossibly cute and he's sitting right on that bench, all unassuming and smiley and-]

[Hey, has anyone seen Russia today at all? OH WELL. NOT IMPORTANT. PANDA!]

Tags: aw cute, costume plot, ic, ivan, panda, russia, spying

Oct. 20th, 2008

One Sickle

[Walking around, staring at the buildings. He's a tiny bit lost. That's okay. There's a key and note in his hand, and he's still wiping dust off his coat with the other.]

I've never been here before. I wonder where I am.

[He asks someone and gets no answer. No one seems to notice him at all, actually.]

Hello~

[...]

I can make you notice me.

[He tries to give an NPC a push, and goes right through him.]

Oh. That didn't work.

[...]

Can anybody see me at all?

Tags: fun with npcs, ic, introduction, ivan, russia