test drive meme iv.

[revolutionized]

Let's see if this is a better time for it!

test drive meme!

Here's how it works!

➊ wanna play a character but don't have the time? or maybe you just want to test them out?
➋ well go for it! post them here like they're already in the game (text, voice, video or action), and have them talk to characters already in the big gay Garden! Be sure to put their name and fandom in the subject line, for those of us who don't know it.
➌ then app them because you know you want to. 8|

Please spread the word about this meme, and happy Tuesday!

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Belarus | Hetalia Axis Powers

[sisterknives.livejournal.com]

[this garden of women made her a bit sad. On the one hand it meant that none of those stupid guys who her brother paid attention to were here. On the other, it also meant her brother wasn't here.

She wasn't sure what to do without her brother. But she could explore. If it was a garden of women, her sister may be here.

Decided, she started walking, exploring the place she now found herself in.]

[ussher.livejournal.com]

[No your brother is not here but have a not!brother following a few paces behind, curious about the young lady. She's not going to say anything for now, but she's really too close not to notice.]

[sisterknives.livejournal.com]

[she is being followed. At first she thought it might be that annoying guy who her brother wanted to have live with them. But that was ridiculous because that annoying guy was a man, and this place was supposed to be all women.

She finally turned around and saw a taller woman who looked rather familiar. Rather similar to her and her sister.]

Who are you? [she is cautious]

[ussher.livejournal.com]

[The accent is certainly familiar. Brightly:] Anya Braginskaya! And yourself?

[sisterknives.livejournal.com]

[she is surprised, this person must be one of her brother's citizens she was certain of it]

Are you russkiĭ?

[if so she would stick with this woman]

[ussher.livejournal.com]

Mhm, yes. [She walks a bit closer, still smiling.]

[sisterknives.livejournal.com]

You are from moego brata house. [she cocked her head to the side]

1/3

[ussher.livejournal.com]

[Slow.]

2/3

[ussher.livejournal.com]

[Comprehension of the facts.




... backing away just a little.]

3/3

[ussher.livejournal.com]

[If Ukraine is a woman in another world then ah -


... Belarus.]

... ah, nyet! I do not know what you mean.

[sisterknives.livejournal.com]

[approaches the woman]

You are acting a bit like moego brata when the subject of our marriage comes up.

[she smiles at the thought of marrying her brother, even though he isn't here]

[ussher.livejournal.com]

You want to marry your brother? [She laughs hesitantly.] Silly girl!

[sisterknives.livejournal.com]

Moego brata is amazing and I know he loves me! [she continues to slowly approach, starting to get that insane look in her eye]

[ussher.livejournal.com]

A-ah! I am sure he is loving you very much! We cannot marry everyone we love!

[sisterknives.livejournal.com]

I will marry him. And you will assist me!

o/

[pluckmygstring.livejournal.com]

[Austria is playing her violin outside today, since it's nice and sunny. The piece is a Russian one; part of Tchaikovsky's violin concerto. Perhaps Belarus knows it?]

[sisterknives.livejournal.com]

[she did recognize it, but she did not recognize the violinist. She seemed a bit familiar, though.

She cautiously approaches standing nearby to listen, but far enough away that she could run if necessary.

The music made her think of her brother, she missed him already. Why was she here?!]

[pluckmygstring.livejournal.com]

[Austria doesn't notice Belarus's approach and continues playing. Her playing is, of course, expressive and powerful, and she's thoroughly lost in it.]

[sisterknives.livejournal.com]

[slowly she sits down and draws her legs up to her chest, listening. The music is calming and the familiarity of the piece is nice. She won't interrupt.]

[pluckmygstring.livejournal.com]

[She continues playing until she reaches the end of the piece, its final notes ringing through the air. She relaxes her posture, and then notices Belarus' presence.]

Oh, I didn't realize I had an audience.

[sisterknives.livejournal.com]

[she is quite a bit vulnerable looking]

That was horosho. Play more like it! [that was an order]

(OCC: horosho = good in Russian.)

[pluckmygstring.livejournal.com]

[Austria raises an eyebrow at the demanding tone, but silently moves on to another violin piece by Tchaikovsky; she was already in the mood to play.]

[sisterknives.livejournal.com]

[her expression evens out, not quite a smile, but no longer her normal frown]