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I play my part, and you play your game [OPEN]
Who: Mirror!Poland and OPEN
Where All around the real side of the mansion
When: July 18th
Rating: Rated R+ for M!Pol. I think we all know why. Specific warnings for sexual content, non-con, violence, bondage, dubcon, and M!Pol being a big enough bitch to make Nai cry on purpose.Did I miss any?
Summary: On Her Majesty's orders, Mirror Poland crosses over to the real side in order to send Poland to the mirror side. And while he's here, he's got permission to enjoy himself...
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He'd waited for this day. Patiently, eager though he was to see his other suffer, he'd bided his time... Now, finally, Her Majesty had a task for him, and Mirror Poland didn't intend to disappoint her. She was his highest master, after all, more important even than Mirror Lithuania; he owed her nothing less than utter obedience. And in her graciousness, she had been kind to him--permission to play with her little toys on the other side! He could never have asked for better.
The sensation of crossing the mirror was new to him, and he was keenly aware of it, savoring it. After all the months of watching Poland's room, it was peculiar to actually be standing in it, but of course, that was an irrational thought. It wasn't unlike his and Mirror Lithuania's room. Not really, not so far as the eye could see... He glanced around, to be certain that Lithuania hadn't been awake to witness the switch; he lay in the bed, beside the still-warm pile of blankets that had been covering Poland. Perfect.
It was tempting to climb into that abandoned spot, to show Lithuania then and there what he was missing by choosing a flighty little prude like his other. But he had a plan, and he would stick to it--the rest of the mansion first, and then Lithuania, with false tears about how terribly the mirrors had treated him.
However much time the Queen wanted, Mirror Poland was sure he could find rewarding ways to fill it. Dressing in one of Poland's dresses, he slipped silently out of the room and began to prowl the mansion, poking his head into the common rooms and occasionally seeking out Poland's friends. There was no sense in wasting time now, of all times--he had a whole new mansion full of toys, and only a few days to play with them before Her Majesty called him back.
Where All around the real side of the mansion
When: July 18th
Rating: Rated R+ for M!Pol. I think we all know why. Specific warnings for sexual content, non-con, violence, bondage, dubcon, and M!Pol being a big enough bitch to make Nai cry on purpose.
Summary: On Her Majesty's orders, Mirror Poland crosses over to the real side in order to send Poland to the mirror side. And while he's here, he's got permission to enjoy himself...
the Story:
He'd waited for this day. Patiently, eager though he was to see his other suffer, he'd bided his time... Now, finally, Her Majesty had a task for him, and Mirror Poland didn't intend to disappoint her. She was his highest master, after all, more important even than Mirror Lithuania; he owed her nothing less than utter obedience. And in her graciousness, she had been kind to him--permission to play with her little toys on the other side! He could never have asked for better.
The sensation of crossing the mirror was new to him, and he was keenly aware of it, savoring it. After all the months of watching Poland's room, it was peculiar to actually be standing in it, but of course, that was an irrational thought. It wasn't unlike his and Mirror Lithuania's room. Not really, not so far as the eye could see... He glanced around, to be certain that Lithuania hadn't been awake to witness the switch; he lay in the bed, beside the still-warm pile of blankets that had been covering Poland. Perfect.
It was tempting to climb into that abandoned spot, to show Lithuania then and there what he was missing by choosing a flighty little prude like his other. But he had a plan, and he would stick to it--the rest of the mansion first, and then Lithuania, with false tears about how terribly the mirrors had treated him.
However much time the Queen wanted, Mirror Poland was sure he could find rewarding ways to fill it. Dressing in one of Poland's dresses, he slipped silently out of the room and began to prowl the mansion, poking his head into the common rooms and occasionally seeking out Poland's friends. There was no sense in wasting time now, of all times--he had a whole new mansion full of toys, and only a few days to play with them before Her Majesty called him back.
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He wanted to find his friend, but it was hard to find someone in this huge place. The only place Nai could think of where he could find his
Auntfriend was at outside where Poland had shown Nai the horses. ]no subject
He'd stood inside, for a while, but the damned creatures seemed to have known somehow that he wasn't their master. They wouldn't let him get near them, stomping aggressively with their ears pressed back flat against their skulls. So when Nai appeared, he was just outside, trying to make it look like he was working on something. It was something of a relief when Nai came by. Or would have been, if he weren't an obnoxiously innocent child. Hell, Mirror Poland hated children...
"Nai? Like, what are you doing out here at this time?"
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"Poland! I was looking for you! Are you okay??" Nai ran towards Poland, his arms reached out to hug him. It didn't cross Nai's mind that it was Poland that the horses were distressed about.
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Still, he had to keep up appearances. Gingerly, he patted Nai on the back. "Totally," he said. "Like, what's up?"
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"It's just as well. It would have died soon, anyway. But I suppose I've been having quite a good day..." Despite Poland's tendency to associate with gentlemen and other people with absurd sexual hangups.
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"They do, yes. Like humans, in that regard." He paused, as though thinking. "Nations die, too, of course, but they tend to take longer."
shhh ignore the journal
Ohgod that poor little icon *HUGS FOREVER*
"And no, not really. Not in the end. Men and nations all die like dogs, sooner or later."
;o; these wibbly eyes compel you to hug him
wojdsoiwjeoiwd THE POLAND WHO'S NOT A HEARTLESS BASTARD WOULD ;~;
;o; THESE WIBBLY EYES COMPEL HEARTLESS POLAND
YOUR TEARS DELIGHT HIM. But Poland-who's-not-a-dick is =( at your wibble.
SOB SOB TEAR WIBBLE
M!Pol: 8D Poland: :<
come back auntieeeeee
Nai lowered his arms and head, as the tears he had tried to hold in began falling freely. "Poland..you're different today. What's happened..?"
He wants tooooooooo D= Also, oh God, crying Nai breaks my soul D=
crying nai will crush your heart forever and ever
"Poland........W-What did I do wrong...? Did I hurt you? Did I say something bad? I-I'm sorry Poland...I'm sorry."
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"You bore me," he said simply. "I'm just finished with you."
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"I'm sorry..." His head lowered, and the tears dropped to the ground. "I'm sorry, Poland.."
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