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HetaOni Prussia role play post

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Gilbert smiled and opened his mouth to say something, only to stop when he heard heavy footsteps lumbering down the hall. Gilbert's eyes widened and he wrapped one arm protectively around Matthew, reaching for his sword with the other. The doorknob started to jiggle, and there were several heavy thuds against it that almost splintered the old wood of the door frame. After a moment, however, the sounds ceased. Gilbert was so relieved that he didn't notice that he never heard the sounds of the footsteps retreating away.

"That was close." he said, standing after he and Matthew quickly redressed. "We'd better get back to the safe room before that thing comes looking for us again." Gilbert unlocked the door and pulled it open, stepping into the hall. His maroon eyes widened when he saw that the Thing had been waiting for them on the other side. That, and suddenly it looked three times larger than before, its gray tree-trunk like arms bulging with cords of muscle.

Gilbert pushed Matthew back into the room and shut the door. "Stay in there, Birdie." he instructed. "I don't think there's any hope in beating it this time. I'm going to try to lead it away, you go get some help!" he took off down the hall at an impressively fast sprint, the Thing lumbering along behind him, its deadly arms swinging like the deliberate slices of an executioner's scythe. He ran until his lungs hurt and his sides burned, turning down a hall he had never seen before. It was a dead end, aside for one door at the very end. He ran to it, praying that it would be unlocked...

He grabbed the handle and jiggled it. No such luck. He turned slowly when a shadow passed over him, coming face to face with the enormous monstrosity, its soulless black eyes burrowing into him, the reek of death burning his nostrils. Gilbert wouldn't admit it, but he was scared.

"Fritz.. please lend me your strength." he whispered, carefully drawing his sword. He raised it above his shoulder, then swung it toward the monster with as much strength as he could muster.

The Thing's hand shot out, easily catching the sword in its enormous hand, not even getting a cut on its thick skin the process. Gilbert's eyes widened in horror as he heard the screech of steel, watched as the creature slowly bent the blade of the sword back, so that the sharp end was pointed toward his chest. Then, with one powerful thrust of its arm, drove the sword between the albino's rib cage.

Blood flooded Gilbert mouth and he slowly slid to the floor, leaving a smear of blood on the wall. He head hit the wood hard, his vision flickering. His heart was racing, and every beat sent pain lacing through his chest as his body fought to keep itself alive. The creature leered over him, and a voice seemed to echo throughout the halls.

"yOu.. wiLl noT.. esCApe..!" it turned after that and disappear into the shadows, leaving the albino to die.

Gott.. this can't be it. Gilbert thought to himself as he lay there, his blood slowly seeping into a puddle around him, the mutilated sword still protruding from his chest. Not after everything I've been through.. not after I'm finally not alone anymore. Something warm and wet flooded his vision, and soon tears were running fast and silent down his pale, slender cheeks. Fritz.. I'm scared. I.. I don't want to disappear. I want to stay here, I want to stay here with Mattie and Bruder and Francis and Antonio.... I'm not ready for this. All these years and I'm still not ready.

His heart's frantic race for survival had started to slow, and he could almost feel it falter. He felt tired, and cold, and at the back of his consciousness he could feel something warm and dark beckoning him, an escape from this mansion and this pain; a permanent escape. There was no sense in delaying it. If he was going to die, he was going to die bravely. He would embrace death and take it head on.

His vision had just begun to turn black when he saw a figure turn down the hall. In his last few moments he saw a familiar face, blonde hair and eyes bluer than sapphire. A black cloak swept across the floor, though was careful not to touch the ocean of red spilling from the dying figure at its center.

Gilbert used the last of his strength to open his mouth and look up into the face he hadn't seen for hundreds of years. ".. Bruder? H-Have you.. c-come to t-ake me?" blood spilled out of his mouth and muffled his weak words.

The figure looked down at him wordlessly, and before he could ever give his reply, the darkness claimed Gilbert, and his eyes didn't open again.
Okay, so, I wanted to put up an example of my role playing for reference in case anyone is interested. This is my latest post in a HetaOni roleplay with :icondeathbyramen93: Before this post, Prussia and Canada had just admitted their love for each other and were after-smex cuddling, which explains some of the stuff in my post.

So, yeah, if you're interested in role playing, please note me! I have a list of pairings I like on my profile and I'll pretty much play any or as many characters as you'd like (except Turkey and Cuba cuz I hate dem bitches). But please, if you're going to role play with me, please be able to write at least one-paragraph replies per post. I certainly send one line replies sometimes, but I don't make a habit of it and I hate it when that's all I get from people.

(Not you, :icondeathbyramen93: you're an awesome rp buddy lolxx)

So yeah! Let me know what you think!
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