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rules_the_north18:00
There's a memorial yard in Dissimulo, behind the church. Like a graveyard for those who left. Will help put up memorial stones.
Soup kichen's next to it, you'll find me there.
The peguins are called "Prinnies". Explode when thrown, sometimes just so. Be careful.
Head count. Who lives in Dissimulo, and where? Keeping track of it for emergencies.
Sweden, Finland, Norway, Ran Mori, white haired child
2:00
[And then, about eight hours later, there is another post. This time it is voice and definitely accidential, because all you can hear is someone screaming. And this time, it is not Finland, at least not at first. You might never heard this before, and chances are that you will never hear it again. It is Sweden.
You don't wake up with you not!brother's shit eating grin split in two next to you and stay perfectly calm.
The feed cuts off when the communicator is knocked to the ground as hell breaks loose in the Nordic bed.]
There's a memorial yard in Dissimulo, behind the church. Like a graveyard for those who left. Will help put up memorial stones.
Soup kichen's next to it, you'll find me there.
The peguins are called "Prinnies". Explode when thrown, sometimes just so. Be careful.
Head count. Who lives in Dissimulo, and where? Keeping track of it for emergencies.
Sweden, Finland, Norway, Ran Mori, white haired child
2:00
[And then, about eight hours later, there is another post. This time it is voice and definitely accidential, because all you can hear is someone screaming. And this time, it is not Finland, at least not at first. You might never heard this before, and chances are that you will never hear it again. It is Sweden.
You don't wake up with you not!brother's shit eating grin split in two next to you and stay perfectly calm.
The feed cuts off when the communicator is knocked to the ground as hell breaks loose in the Nordic bed.]
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Date: 2011-09-17 05:20 pm (UTC)[text]
Date: 2011-09-17 07:02 pm (UTC)[text]
Date: 2011-09-17 07:09 pm (UTC)[text]
Date: 2011-09-17 07:50 pm (UTC)[Staring into a split face first thing in the night is only made worse by it being the face of someone who is ...very important in your life.]
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Date: 2011-09-17 08:25 pm (UTC)[text]
Date: 2011-09-17 08:43 pm (UTC)[He agrees. But... but this should not be possible. Nobody had come back dead yet. Nobody. ...Nobody that he ahd heard of.]
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Date: 2011-09-17 09:33 pm (UTC)[text]
Date: 2011-09-18 07:49 pm (UTC)[But Denmark cannot be dead. Sweden knows that he died once in Discedo, but that was wrong already. And now to die a second time, and - it is not allowed.]
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Date: 2011-09-18 08:28 pm (UTC)[text]
Date: 2011-09-18 09:22 pm (UTC)Denmark wouldn't die like this back home. [Being a nation, he is simply unable to.]
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Date: 2011-09-18 10:17 pm (UTC)It's not real. Just to mess with us.
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Date: 2011-09-21 07:22 pm (UTC)[Almost everything here passes... hopefully...]
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Date: 2011-09-22 07:02 am (UTC)[text]
Date: 2011-09-30 07:13 pm (UTC)[text]
Date: 2011-09-30 07:53 pm (UTC)[text]
Date: 2011-10-01 09:20 am (UTC)[text]
Date: 2011-10-01 10:28 am (UTC)[text]
Date: 2011-10-01 11:52 am (UTC)[He had a child there. He woul hate to see it dead, even though he had never seen it before going there.]
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Date: 2011-10-01 08:11 pm (UTC)[Marco hasn't forgotten the swath of devastation he and Ace left, he'd been pretty convinced it wouldn't matter, so do whatever.]
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Date: 2011-10-04 07:15 pm (UTC)[text]
Date: 2011-10-05 02:03 am (UTC)