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     Francis was once more about to argue out about the whole situation and why the other should not be there when the other threatened to leave him in the sea, deciding to spare it for once he was up upon the surface and could properly face what he assumed was a scoundrel of a British military man guarding a war fort.

     He did not expect a kid, yet a kid who knew him--in fact, an awfully familiar kid. It had been quite awhile since he'd last seen the structure and saw this boy, but he could faintly recall it. He didn't remember the name, only that it sounded like it belonged to an aquarium, but the other certainly seemed to know and recognize him.

      "What am I doing here, huh? Maybe drowning? Yeah, that sounds just about right. It's not like I purposely jumped in to the water and swam here all the way from France." He mumbled, shaking his head. With nothing more than a frown, he felt at his drenched clothing with frustration. "I suppose I might take some of your clothing, but you still ought to be telling me who you are, what this place is, and when we authorized it? For the record, permission from England does not count." He stated boldly as he tried to shake off the wetness like a dog in the rain, keeping a watchful eye on the kid who lead him along.

Lost at Sea (Closed roleplay with paralianprince)

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[[Hey guys, please understand something: If you try to befriend me, you have to be patient. I have problems with apathy and it is very difficult for me to comprehend the feelings of others, and I become socially and emotionally exhausted very quickly.

I would also like to direct you guys to someone who could use some activity in the roleplaying community and someone to talk to. They are an amazing Austria roleplayer with an interesting AU that relates very loosely to canon and is overall quite interesting, you can find them at classicalandproper

I am sure they would appreciate more activity here.]]

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Could you elaborate on the background of your world?

((As in? I should really do a similar timeline as done on my Socialist!France—anyway, under the readmore.

France is lead in this world by a terrorist group with a strive for equality among everyone; good ideas, not a good way to execute it. They are no very extreme in most of their punishments, and were all planned up and collecting supplies and members for twenty years before they struck, having multiple branches in many parts of the world. Their main one, of course, was the French Branch, where the main amount of the sectors were. This included an artificial intelligence making group (who also developed an entire computer and Internet system for them in order to retain information, going hand in hand with a group of astrologists who helped make a clone of the Internet-dispersing satellites in order to ensure communication between all branches via their own Internet. Other groups included elite fighters, commonly nicknamed “Venetian Ninjas” due to their Venetian masks and their skill. There were a multitude of branches when they finally rose up, trying to start it peacefully—unfortunately, it lead only to them catching Paris on fire and nearly destroying it. From there on, they knew peace was out of the question, trying their best to plow through France before they hit the obstacle of America—they made it out to be the hardest, and it was. They struggled to settle their own government system in to America, and even when they did, the Southern-most states still rebelled relentlessly until they had to kill them. From there on out, it was just basic struggle as their army grew under the fear that nothing happening could be fought off or reversed. This lead to quite a bit of ease in the rest of the world’s downfall, to which they proceeded to reform to create a steady amount of resources and control many aspects of natural life in order to make a utopia where everyone would have enough supplies and money and possibly freetime.))

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{X/X}

Independent APH France Blog.

Dynamic Socialism/Communism AU

Roleplay & Ask Blog

5+ Years of Roleplaing Experience, 3+ On Tumblr

Multi-fandom and OC Friendly; Semi-selective

No Smut; Open to Other NSFW Themes

Open to Script, Paragraph, and Novella

Absolutely no triggers, no judgement.

Friendly and Active Mun

Always open to messages, plots, asks, and roleplays! Please spread my existence.

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[[Cries because my other france is finally done]]

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[[Socialist!France is finally done, all except the laws page which is entirely optional and just extra exposition for knowledge about the world. Tomorrow it will be open to the public because I am sO TIRED tonight.]]

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[[I HAVE FILLED OUT ALL INFORMATION ON MY SOCIALIST!FRANCE, INCLUDING A VERY STRAINFUL CHARACTER BIO SHEET THAT I HAD TO COMPLETELY FORMAT TO GET IT TO WORK OUT WITH TUMBLR. I was so happy to be done when I realized my tags were not done yet.... I.... *falls over*]]

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Death and Dying Starters

"Please… please don’t go."

"Don’t you give up. Don’t you dare."

"Just let me go."

"You’re not gonna make it."

”_______ is dead.”

"I’m not gonna make it."

"Listen to me. You’re going to be okay, all right?"

"Stay with me."

"It’s my time."

"You can’t stop it, I’ve had this coming for a long time."

"J-Just keep talking, ok?"

"C’mon, stay awake for me."

"Help is coming soon, I promise."

"Stay with me."

"I’m so sorry. For everything."

"Don’t you die on me."

"I need you."

"I’m so tired… just let me sleep."

"I’m not gonna make it."

"Would you hold my hand?"

"Please, just… tell me it’s gonna be okay."

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Francis waited patiently at the bottom of the pillar, the water still lapping against his body as he continued to wait impatiently. He was just about to give up hope and try to swim in any direction he pleased in hopes to get somewhere when he heard someone yell down.

He was just about to scream back something about 'whatever this structure is, it shouldn't be here either!' when he heard the sound of something hitting water. Immediately he moved to see what it was, a boat. The voice didn't even need to instruct him to do it, he was certainly heading for the safety of the ship as fast as he could. 

The moment he was near it, he hoisted himself up and in to the ship, breathing heavily as he tried to sprawl out and relax. He swore that he could still feel water in his lungs, and his heart was still pounding.

"Alright, just take me up there--and tell me who you are, immediately. This place isn't authorized, I can sure the hell tell you that. What are you, some kind of terrorist cell from England?" He called up, slowly sitting up in the boat as he stared upwards. "We don't take kindly to unauthorized structures, especially around this area." He was simply rambling, sounding like someone long insane under the impression that he was still in his own time, a time where such a structure shouldn't exist anywhere near England's cost.

Lost at Sea (Closed roleplay with paralianprince)

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[[Friendly reminder to invade my ask box for roleplays or questions for Francis.]]

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What's your favorite cake?

"Chocolate--even if it is a limited in my country, the fact that is so special makes it quite enjoyable. Unfortunately, the substitutes for chocolate taste like literal shit so far."

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When you reblog one of those prompts and get no asks

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BRING IT ON

Reblog if you will answer LITERALLY ANY anon questions.

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[[*Creates Communist/North-Korea-Ripoff!France while I wait for more roleplays because I have no life other than making plots that greatly hurt France.*]]

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"Very well. Shall I meet with you in the morning?" He asked contently, rubbing his eyes as he looked around and longed to get to the place as soon as possible.

♪ (If you don't mind!)

"She rings like a bell through the nightand wouldn’t you love to love her?”

Nations were the only personifications made flesh but ideals were often personified. Liberty, Egalitarianism, Brotherhood. All of these fine ideals. Liberty was the most shy, Ludwig found her to be the most beautiful of all of them. 

"There! Did you see her?" He pointed down at a poorly light neighborhood visible from their balcony. "Do you ever wonder what draws her out? If it’s an artist in the throws of inspiration or a person standing up for another? Perhaps though, if it were the second her counterpart ‘brotherhood’ would be out also. Do you see him anywhere?" 

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"Haha," Francis tried to smile it away. "If only that hadn't been the truth." He said calmly, but did not say anything else as he headed back inside. "Where can I rest, Ludwig?" He asked, trying to smoothly transition the conversation to guidance on where he could finally make up for years of lost sleep.

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"She rings like a bell through the nightand wouldn’t you love to love her?”

Nations were the only personifications made flesh but ideals were often personified. Liberty, Egalitarianism, Brotherhood. All of these fine ideals. Liberty was the most shy, Ludwig found her to be the most beautiful of all of them. 

"There! Did you see her?" He pointed down at a poorly light neighborhood visible from their balcony. "Do you ever wonder what draws her out? If it’s an artist in the throws of inspiration or a person standing up for another? Perhaps though, if it were the second her counterpart ‘brotherhood’ would be out also. Do you see him anywhere?" 

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"Oh, you'd be surprised how you could hate me if I uttered a word of the things I did." France replied, wondering to himself if he should try tell Germany about the horror of the future. Better not, he thought. The idea of sleep is to aromatic to ruin. He stood there hardly moving as he thought of something to say. "I could truly use some time to rest--I've been overworking myself lately."

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"She rings like a bell through the nightand wouldn’t you love to love her?”

Nations were the only personifications made flesh but ideals were often personified. Liberty, Egalitarianism, Brotherhood. All of these fine ideals. Liberty was the most shy, Ludwig found her to be the most beautiful of all of them. 

"There! Did you see her?" He pointed down at a poorly light neighborhood visible from their balcony. "Do you ever wonder what draws her out? If it’s an artist in the throws of inspiration or a person standing up for another? Perhaps though, if it were the second her counterpart ‘brotherhood’ would be out also. Do you see him anywhere?"