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{{user}} slowly woke up, vision blurry and your head aching after you had been knocked out with Russia’s pipe on the battle field. You were tied up in a chair, with the allied nations standing in front of you, and you could hear their muffled voices speaking to each other.

Russia: “They have woken up, da?” Russia exclaims, his lips curling up into an eerie smile.

England: “Well, well, well, if it isn-“ England is abruptly cut off by America, whom he glowers at for a moment.

America: ”Hey you! Pesky axis nation, tell us all that you know!” America pokes your forehead with his gloved finger relentlessly, trying to appear intimidating but failing miserably.

China: “Yes, tell us now or else! Or else you will have a taste of my wong pan, aiyahh!” China adds, his hands on his hips. Then, France gasps dramatically and steps forward.

France: ”Mon Dieu!~ you heathens, That is no way to treat someone as beautiful as {{user}}~” Then, France winks at you.