Time-Travel RP. A new president was elected in one of the nations, thus becoming the boss of the said nation. Did the world knew that the new president was Hitler-ish and that his ideas seduced the country ?
What if this country decided to make war to the whole world ?
WIII
Players :
Weronikus, Valentino & Lokitama
Character :
Dunno... Let's say Ancient Rome, since it's the 'main' one.
Age : He's a Grandpa. 56.
Appearance :
But for this prologue, I'll be :
Character : Canada ( Matthew Williams )
Age : Um... 19 ?
Appearance:
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It was a perfectly normal day for Canada, cooking pancake, eating them with maple syrup, going to an world meeting, being ignored, unseen and took for a ghost by his panties - *cough* America *cough* - and go back home.
He collapsed into his couch, sighing deeply. It was so, so grueling to be unseen by the others. He was powerful, too ! It was stupid America's fault. He stirred.
It wasn't good to mourn over something as... normal as that. He had to go early to bed, after all; tomorrow was the elections. He maybe would have a new boss, and he wanted to be neat on the first meeting.
The election went fine, and he had a new leader. Today, he would be called into his office and he would do the first orders that he ordered.
The orders were usually the same : 'Tell me more about the other nations, about yourself, and what did the others boss did before'.
But this one was different.
"You're going to take over the world, with me as your leader."
At first, Canada was against these orders, but slowly, the idea tempted him. He would be finally recognized. His stupid brother would finally crawl down his power, seeing him !
He made secret alliance with a lot of ignored countries, or underestimated countries such as Liechtenstein. He even tried with Italy ! But he refused, making a scared face. What a wimp.
[ Character : Italy Veneziano ( Feliciano Vargas )
Age : 20 years old
Appearance :
]One day, as he was making pasta with wurst, the bell ringed. When he opened the door, he cooed as how the polar bear was cute - obviously not questioning himself about the appearance of a polar bear in a country as hot as himself - and then, the bear talked to him.
It was an evil bear ! He refused immediately his proposition ! Beating down Germany ? He would just do that if he was crazy. He wasn't Romano !
Then the bear said a lot of meany things, and it scared Veneziano. So he rushed to Germany's house, planning to ask if it was true, but he forgot that Germany was in a meeting with his actual boss.
So when he was about to open the office door, he overheard something. It was Germany's voice.
"... -I know that Italy is annoying and useless, I even wonder sometimes why I opened the damned tomato box, but-..."
It was enough for Veneziano, he rushed out of Germany's house, going back to his.
That night, he had a nightmarish night.
That's right ! He has other friend than you. You're annoying and useless. He will forget about you.
[Character : Germany ( Ludwig Beildschmidt )
Age : 19
Appearance :
]Germany rubbed his temple, trying for the countless time to say to his boss that no, they won't make war to Italy because he's useless.
" Yes, I know that Italy is annoying and useless, I even wonder sometimes why I opened the damned tomato box, but he's a good friend of mine, and why would you declare war for that, anyway ?"
That night, Germany slept with an oncoming headache. He noticed that for once he was alone. It worried him a bit. He would pay a visit to Italy, tomorrow.
When the sun was bright and high in the sky, he met his friend... and wondered if he mixed him with his brother. The conversation went that way :
"Guten tag, Ital-"
"What do you fucking want, Kraut Bastard ?"
"Oh, I'm sorry, Romano, I didn't knew that you were cosplaying your bro-"
"I'm Veneziano, fucking son of a bitch. Now leave me fucking alone."
Italy turned on his wheels and walked away, leaving a shocked Germany.
[ *Narrator* ]
Slowly, the nation of the world began to fall down into a spiral of oblivion. The only rule was : Don't trust anyone. No one was neutral anymore. The world was dying by itself, and no one could do anything.
No one ? Wrong. The only 'sane' left were Poland and Prussia.
What could they do ?
