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Name: Ivan Braginski
Nation Name: Russia Age: unknown Affiliation: Allied Forces Short Bio: Although he seems bighearted and kind, Ivan is really cruel minded, even though he doesn’t realize it. Ever since his early childhood he has seen war and tragedy, leaving his mentality slightly cracked. When he gets sad, he chants KolKolKol to frighten people into submission. ~~ "I second that, da" Ivan replied to Arthur's comment as he walked through the double doors of the conference room. He crossed the room in long strides and took a seat next to Arthur. "All this crap we have to deal with is unbelievable, da." |
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Alfred looked up as Ivan entered the room. "Good, people are starting to show up," he said as leaned back in his chair and threw his feet back on the table. History was to state that a few decades from now, Alfred and Ivan were going to be anything but friends.
((Sure go ahead. :3 I have a friend who was gonna join but she's having trouble registering. >< I'll probably take another later as well.)) "I dunno. I was the first person here for once," Alfred said, a bit proud at his accomplishment. "I figured Yao would be with you and who give a sh*t about Francis?" Alfred rolled his eyes and crossed his arms. Sure, the man was the only reason he won the Revolutionary War but he was so useless now. ✪ Alfred F. Jones ![]() Supplying the world with awesomeness since 1774. Sig by me, yo!
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Name: Francis Bonnefoy
Nation Name: FRAANCE c: Age: 26 Affiliation: Allied Forces Short Bio: Francis is a man who loves anything, and I do mean anything, beautiful. He is often very -cough- inappropriate around other countries. o____o'. Francis also is too self-absorbed to care about other languages claiming French "is the language of love". Often, he gets into fights with Arthur. -- "Who doesn't give a sh*t about me?" Francis asked as he strode through the doors. "Is it Arthur?" "No, I havn't cared about anyone much lately." He said opening his eyes. "Alfred get your feet off the table." Arthur shoved Alfred's feet down. viva espana
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((Sorry, I've been grounded. ><))
Alfred sighed in an displeased manner as Francis walked in the door. His eyes became cold and glaring as Arthur shoved his feet down. "Don't tell me what to do," he reminded him before putting his feet back up. ✪ Alfred F. Jones ![]() Supplying the world with awesomeness since 1774. Sig by me, yo!
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