On Responsibility...

[disziplinundordnung]

::Fourth wall? What's this fourth wall you speak of?

Oh, that inconvenient barrier that Prussia has kicked over and is now standing atop of to lecture his mundane soundly? Huh. Good thing he got it out of his way. It seems remarkably inconvenient to him. Imagine if he couldn't yell at his mun and try to give him a set schedule.::

Listen up, Herr Mundane! And take notes, as I have no intention of repeating myself!

You will cease the foolishness of searching for a game for me at once! You are shirking your duties to create and maintain character relations, thread log, and information pages for the muses you already have in games, as well as neglecting to drop Liechtenstein from the game you have her in! Furthermore, you have game tags to respond to, and I for one do not care how long your computer has been broken! You are managing well enough without it. Perhaps if you would log out of accounts more readily when using your phone, we could avoid this issue.

Besides, I have seen the games that allow „alternate universes” and have no desire to find myself in such locations. I am more than happy being left alone with West! The last thing I need is to be taken away to be tormented at your whims.

Now! Work on those tags you owe! And clean up this mess. ::He kicks the fourth wall lightly. Never mind he was the one who broke it in the first place...::

Comments

Don't think I didn't see this~

[nachmirdiesintflut]

[He's just going to nudge the broken wall with his foot a bit because it's fun to do, apparently. But--- Right. RIGHT! That's not why he's here! So Germany will just pull his attention away from the wall - tempting as it may be to nudge it further or even hopping onto it.]

Of course you're happy to be with the awesome me, Bruderherz!

[Prepare to be glo-- Too late to prepare. He's already glomping you.]

But, oi. Oii!! What are these places your little munchen has been looking at? I want to see them! Shooow meee!!

o_o Stalker.

[disziplinundordnung]

::Evasive manoeuvres! Evasi- oh for Christ's sake, West. Let go! He just had this uniform pressed and starched!::

Oh no. If I tell you, you may decide that since I am happy to be with you, then you should also go. And I am certain your mundane has responsibilities enough that I will not add to them for him when I cannot even prevent my mundane from ignoring his own!

Indeed. Bo-haharr-- ...and I tend to track tags... /*cough*

[nachmirdiesintflut]

[Your argument is invalid. Letting your little brother hug you has top priority!]

Reason enough to tell the most adorable of your brothers, yes! Ke~sesesesee~ And don't worry about my mundanechen here. He's managing perfectly fine! Apparently that's because he's one of my citizens and therefore predestined to be awesome! Now, come oooo~n!!

[Nudging you. Yes, nudging you in the side as best as he can while maintaining his hold. nudge nudge nudge]

You can track tags? What strange sorcery is this. õ_ô

[disziplinundordnung]

That is not a good reason to tell you. And you are my only brother, so it's dishonest to call yourself the most adorable of them! ::Yeah, he doesn't have warm fuzzy feelings for the other German states... Particularly Bavaria. Ugh. He always wanted to give that one to Austria...::

Perhaps. Or perhaps it is because your mun is of some Prussian heritage and so destined to actually be responsible and on top of things. Either way, I refuse to indulge your curiousity!

Works the same way as it did back on LJ~

[nachmirdiesintflut]

It's the best reason! And surely I'm the most adorable when I'm the only one to compare myself to! Hehehe~

[Keeps nudging, yepp.]

His ID says Geeerrrman!! So that explains everything! Now tell me, tell me, tell the awesome me!

Stiiiillllllll speaking Greek to me. Or Russian, as the case may be.

[disziplinundordnung]

If you nudge me one. more. time. Deutches Reich! ::He shall break Germany's elbow. Or run it through with a knife.:: I shall tell you nothing!

Click the tracking symbol on this post and look at the options you get there :3

[nachmirdiesintflut]

Ah, now you're being mean!

[But, alas, he stops the nudging. Still clinging to you, however.]

How would you like it if I just let my Brüderchen behind?

Witchcraft! 8O

[disziplinundordnung]

And where, exactly, would my dear, sweet Brüderlein be going? I need to know so I can warn the place properly. ::Why is West so clingy and touchy feely?!::

:3

[nachmirdiesintflut]

[That's because he's a very physical person that loves touching and being touched and petting your hair when you sleep until you stop grinding those teeth of yours because that's not healthy and- Wait. whut? ]

Ah... I... I don't know... But I... I sure could get my mundanechen to look for something if I feel like it!

[weiss_teufelin]

[Please don't mind her as she just. Kind of stares for a bit. Nice one, Serious!Pru, you got to color Julchen stunned for a few seconds.]

'Don't know why you're complaining about your Mun looking for a home for you. I think you'll fit right in in one of those "alternative universe" places.

[Kind of like her. Sort of.]

[disziplinundordnung]

::He almost starts in on a lecture about his mun when he notices something rather important about the woman speaking to him. Namely, that she's a woman. Prussia stops with his mouth slightly open, stares a moment, and then clears his throat and looks away. He's simply no good with women; has no idea how to act around them beyond don't yell at them or hit them. Which rather eliminates most of his communicative ability.::

Ah, well. I am content being played how I am. I have no desire to go elsewhere, especially if it means leaving my brother to his own devices.

[weiss_teufelin]

[She knows that trademark awkwardness anywhere. True, she may have raised a female Germany whose awkwardness is a touch different, but this is still quite familiar. And adorable as all hell. This is Prussia and so she makes it quite clear that he amuses her, a smirk on her lips as her hip cocks to the side as if to emphasize even more just how feminine she is.]

Well, if your brother is how I think he is--awesome--then he wouldn't mind coming along for the ride.

[disziplinundordnung]

::Djzkhkzhjkzhhhh! Don't stand in such an indecent fashion and then say things with such phrasing! It sounds almost like flirting...::

D-don't say such things. Awesome is the last word I want to hear on anyone's lips after dealing with him. And he is a handful enough in a known environment with duties and responsibilities. I shudder to think of him in a place with nothing to give him direction. It would be disastrous!

[weiss_teufelin]

Awww, Preussen~ [She pouts a little. Flirting? No one's flirting. And she'll stand how she likes, thanks.] Do you doubt your brother that much? Why don't you give him a chance? I'm sure he'll surprise you!

[disziplinundordnung]

The last time I gave him a chance to surprise me, they had to fish my car out of the river. Thank you, but I am not too enamoured with the idea of repeating that level of property damage. ::Gah! Stop that! Behaving like that is not allowed; he forbids it!::

[weiss_teufelin]

[She lets that sink in for a bit, absorbing and relishing the words, before cracking a laugh. No more feminine teasing as she comes closer with that shit-eating grin that the usual Prussias would usually sport. Now it's just the usual Prussian appreciation for mischief and chaos as she peers closer into the other Prussia's all too serious face.]

Is that right? Then I've gotta meet this brother of yours sometime. He sounds like a whole lot of fun. [She examines Prussia's face more closely as closely as she's able.] Are you always this serious?

[disziplinundordnung]

No. If you were to ask West he'd say that I'm usually far more serious. I'd personally say that I am usually this serious except when relaxing, fighting, or reminding my brother about manners and duty, however.

::He crosses his arms defensively over his chest and leans back slightly. Not a fan of that intense sort of scrutiny, nope.::

[isntsmiley]

[Alright, he hears you spewing a bunch of strange things that is totally out of character for you, but you're also destroying the fourth wall and he's been told that is no-no behavior]


[conclusion: You're drunk. Maybe. You're PROBABLY drunk. Which is good enough reason to hit you, right? Right. Germania thinks so, his mun agrees too!]


[approaches from behind quietly. He has the feet of a trained assassin. Silent and deadly]

[aaaaaaaaaand once he's close enough: BOXES YOUR EARS. Hi.]

[disziplinundordnung]

::Prussia remains unaware of the older nation behind him until it's too late. He yells in pain at having his ears boxed, then wheels around to attack whomever assaulted him. Of course, he pauses when he sees who it was.::

H-herr Germania? What did you do that for, sir? ::He lowers his guard, but doesn't relax it quite yet, concerned he might get hit again.::

[isntsmiley]

[He raises his eyebrow at your pathetic guard, not even blinking an eye.]


...You're acting strangely, boy. [very strangely. Did you just call him sir?]

How much have you had to drink? [He steps into Prussia's space, invading his bubble to peer down at him, looking for them bloodshot eyes and other telltale signs of a drunkard]

[disziplinundordnung]

::Yes, of course he did. What else is he going to call you?

He resists the urge to take a step back at the invasion of his personal space. (Astounding that he still believes in such a concept after living with Germany.::

I... beg your pardon? I don't find that I'm acting strangely at all, and I certainly wouldn't irresponsibly drink to the point of intoxication in public. ::That's a slight lie. He's done it before, but he tries to avoid it.:: It would be hypocritical of me to lecture my mundane on responsibility while behaving that way.

[isntsmiley]

[You can call him Vater...Or Vati...O-Or Papa ;-;... ]

I say you're behaving out of character. [And what he says goes. That voice says you can't argue him. But as he listens to the rest of what you say, the more his confusion and worry mounts. ]

...

...

... Mm... [He nods. That's fair enough but it's still unlike you. His brow furrows. You're not drunk but you're acting strange and don't seem to know it.]


Hrm, then injury...? [He reaches this time, to take Prussia's head in his hands, to tilt it slowly around as if listening for loose screws]

[disziplinundordnung]

::Eh? He permits his head to be manipulated, but is perhaps as confused as Germania is.

Unless...

Oh for the love of-::

I have not suffered any traumatic head injuries in recent memory. If you wish for me to go about declaring how awesome I am, then you may wish to inflict one because I will not do so otherwise. I have found that it is far more effective to prove I am better than everyone else instead of just bragging about it and inviting mockery in the event I fail.

[isntsmiley]

[There's a moment of stunned silence from Germania's part and then his features transform into the most subtle display of surprise and deep paternal concern that you will ever see from him ever.]


[Loose screw found. He stills your head, both hands squarely over your cheeks and stares you in the eye.


Prussia, did you know there's a saying that you should be careful what you say to a barbarian? You're about to find out.]


Very well... [He nods. Alright, if you need a injury to get you back to your annoying self, he will inflict one. ATTEMPTS TO GIVE YOU A THUNDEROUS SLAP IN THE FACE]

[disziplinundordnung]

::You know, some people appreciate a more serious Prussia...

Regardless, he was unaware of that saying, but is now committing it to memory even as he ducks. Of course, blocking might have been the better option, as instead of taking that slap to the face it hits the top of his head. What can he say, he wasn't expecting Germania to just up out of nowhere and hit him! Even he isn't that paranoid, and usually he's always on guard for sneak attacks!::

OWOWOWOWWWWWWWW!!!!

::Well. He can still be just as loud as his counterpart.::