A little Hetalia RP
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Thread Topic: A little Hetalia RP
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(Yup, told you it was long. I'd like someone to roleplay as Ludwig? :3)
Feliciano Vargas was a very sick man. Although, sick seemed to be an understatement. It was more of a disease; a raging sense of failure he couldn't shove away. No matter what anyone told him, no matter the medication he took, the fact that thinking- no, to him it was knowing- that he failed was a weight of guilt on his heart.
Some of the man's time was spent staring into space; this could go on for hours if allowed. Just thinking, contemplating of what he could have done differently. Other times he'd be screaming, or crying, with seemingly no sign of stopping. And finally, when he was a bit more content, he would play with little green army men action figures. Acting out what he wished had happened, what he knew he could have done to not have failed.
He'd been such a jubilant young man, healthy and kicking. Only two years out of high school, and he'd been in army training since sophomore year. One day, he was drafted to fight in Afghanistan. At first he was pretty excited to get in on the action, and proud that all his hard work would be paid off. But, after only one month on enemy territory, he became the sole survivor of his platoon. Every other man, every other soldier, was killed. And he's seen it. He'd watched those men die. He'd been held captive by the resistance and been tortured for information. All over his body, they'd given him scars, broken his legs, causing permanent damage. When the army finally saved him from his period of captivity, he was so scarred from the experience that they had no choice but to send him home and give him free medical care. Nowadays, there was only one person who could even try to bring a smile to the man's face.
Ludwig Beilschmidt was a long time friend of Feliciano, knowing him since they were small children. Of course, back then Ludwig also though Feli was a girl. But that's beside the point; they'd always been very close, the German taking good care of his Italian friend. Now, as Feliciano returned from Afghan, Ludwig was again put to the test with the task of taking care of Feli more than ever. Instead of just saving him from his older brothers, he was now in charge of saving Feliciano from his own mind. Raging in the Italian's head were flashbacks, which overtook him if he was not kept occupied. So Ludwig started working from home, letting the Italian make a permanent residence in his home, to keep a better eye on him.
As Feliciano sat at the dining room table playing his little army man game, Ludwig would work in his office in the next room. At the moment, that was exactly what was happening. Green plastic army men were littering the table, slight Italian hands moving them around occasionally. -
This is a cool idea! I like it!!
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(Thanks ^_^)
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(Anyyybody?)
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(I'm bringing it back because I want to do it.)
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