Truth or Dare Rp (( EVERYONE JOIN IN!!! ))

Ivan frowned, pouting a little. The smile was completely gone from his face, and he stared at Alfred. "Now, that's just plain mean, America. It's cruel, cold, and near heartless. Do you really hate me that much?"

"Russia's being wuss.." Smirks over at him, "Just do it!" She giggles a bit at the image in her mind of Ivan's tongue actually being stuck to a pole. She had to see that!

Wait, Russia was calling him cold? And, more importantly, was he trying to back out of a dare? One that Alfred had given him, no less. He thought he should probably feel victorious over it, but he was really more confused than anything. Honestly, he had half-expected that something like that would have absolutely no affect on Russia. Just because... well, he was Russia. Alfred wouldn't put it past him to include licking freezing cold metal in his daily routine. He felt a little guilty now, with Russia looking at him like that, but he couldn't be the one to back down. Besides, he probably had all sorts of horrible dares in mind for Alfred!

"What? We just started, don't tell me you're wimping out already."

The pout slowly turned into a glare that was first directed at Julchen, then Alfred, for their comments. If one listened closely, they might hear the near-silent (but dark, of course) chanting of his infamous 'kolkolkol.'

"Nyet, Prussiya, I am not a wuss, and I am certainly not wimping out. Grebanyí idioty..." He stood, adjusting his scarf. "Fine, I will do it..."

"Haha, great!" Alfred stood up as well, grinning. This should be fun to watch. "Ready when you are!"

Julchen laughed as she stood up again, "I'm coming to see too!"

She frowns.
"What a-" she tries to argue, but is interupted by the agreeing of several people.
And then there was the other german nation.
"Good evening Austria. Good that you came, I am sure you-"
And again, her hopes were crushed with the merciless punch of another person on the hook.

She looked around the room, still hoping to see France somewhere, so she was able to ask him if she could do something like... Cleaning his house. For the next 6 hours.

Luise brang one hand to her face, shaking her head in disbelieve.
"Aren't you supposed to just spin a bottle first?" she murmured and watched the others, as they faces showed some strange kind of satisfication, most likely while imagining the Russian with a bleeding tongue.

She certainly wasn't going to let this happen. As the only sane person - in her eyes, at least - she took it in her hands to make sure that nobody got hurt. The American never said that Ivan would need to just rip his tongue of the cold metal, right?

Roderich sighed and shook his head, "What is the point of daring anyone to lick a freezing metal pole? That sounds rather painful, even for Russia."

Francis gone off to take something out of the oven that had finally finished cooking. (My excuse for his sudden dissaperance. B| ) When he walked back tithe ongoing party he knew he had heard something about licking something.... Wait what? He raised an eyebrow, a interested smile spreading across his face. He then noticed that a new guest had arrived during his brief dissaperance. "Roderich," he acknowledged walking over to the brunette. "Glad you come. So what happened while I wa gone?" He glanced around, trying to figure out what they were all looking to get ready to do.

"Doesn't matter. I may a well get this over with," grumbled Ivan, though the gears in his head were slowly turning. He knew how licking freezing poles worked, and it could be painful if he didn't go about it correctly. He shoved his hands in his pockets as he walked out the door, his hand curling around a flask of vodka.

Alfred followed after Russia, still trying to convince himself that there was nothing to feel guilty about. He supposed if Russia did get stuck to the pull, he could help him get safely unstuck. Somehow. He'd Google it on his iPhone. And then he'd be the hero! Yeah, there was no reason to feel guilty! Besides, Russia did agree to it.

When he finally stopped walking, standing in front of a lamppost, he grabbed the portion of the pole that was right in front of his face with his bare hand. It was freezing, and his hand soon went numb, but he could feel the pole warming a little under his palm. He sighed, a puff of white vapor exiting his mouth, and he fished out his vodka with his free hand. With skilled fingers, her unscrewed the cap quickly with just that one hand, then tilted his head back, taking a large swig of the burning alcohol, already feeling it cool the inside of his mouth. He removed his hand from the pole and wiped his mouth on his sleeve, discretely dragging his tongue along the wool to make the muscle more dry, and put his vodka away back in his pocket. He faced the pole, standing right in front of it and dragged his tongue along the spot he had warmed with his hand, slowly as to make sure the appendage was not sticking, and that he wouldn't accidentally skin himself.

((/CUE PORNO MUSIC))

Alfred watched, biting his lip as Russia dragged his tongue along the pole. He wasn't worried. Of course not! And he certainly wasn't aroused at all, either.

((AND THE MOTIVES SHOW THEMSELVES. PERVERT.))

...Ivan pulled back, again, slowly, and smiled softly when he managed to do so without his tongue sticking. He glanced over at Alfred and stuck his tongue out childishly. "Ha. Nice boner, Alfred."

((SLFKSJD NO. I-I DIDN'T EVEN THINK ABOUT IT UNTIL I READ YOUR REPLY, HONEST. ;3;))

"Hmph..." Alfred pouted slightly, crossing his arms. "Cheater. Anyway, it's your turn now. Let's go back inside, it's freezing out here."

((I'LL BELIEVE YOU THIS TIME.))

"I did not cheat. You simply were not specific enough, so I used that to my advantage." He cleared his throat. "But da, I agree. I would prefer to be inside, where it is nice and warm."

((salkdjfh i feel so weird trying to rp with like, just the two of us in this thread atm. ;3; ))

(( PFFT ))

She's laughing so hard right now, "Did his tongue bleed??"

"No, he's fine... let's go back!" Alfred stuffed his hands in his pockets and headed back inside, feeling both relieved and disappointed at the same time.

((I KNOW, i feel so bad hogging the thread like that lfksdjf ;3; BUT IT'S NOT MY FAULT, I JUST WANT TO RP...))

"Aww, alright." Frowns, shivers a lil and follows him back inside.

(( ;3; *patpat* ))

((I NEED TO CHECK THIS PLACE MORE OFTEN. DAMNIT.))

Yao sighed in relief at seeing that Ivan hadn't gotten stuck. And with that he happily retreated back inside the house, it was freezing out and Yao hadn't necessarily brought a heavy jacket.

((LICKING A POLE IS SO UNSANITARY.))

Till they returned, Luise just invaded the seat on the sofe where her sister sat, just a minute ago. She just waited for a scream of pain, but the house stayes silent. He must've got out of the dare somehow.
Or maybe they hadn't started with it at all?
Whatever the case was, Luise would be happy if they would just get bored of their game, and decided to do something other.

"Hhhn, so it's Russia's turn? This is gonna be lame." Casually sits on the blondes lap since she invades her spot an' all. Bl

(( Wai everyone ignore dis thread? >:I ))

((idek good question))

Russia frowned at Julchen. Was she insulting him? Well then. "Prussia, truth or dare." He sat back down on the loveseat, crossing his legs and folding his hands together in his lap.

Julchen blinked and raised an eyebrow at him, "Ahhh? Why me?? Uhmm..." Thinks for a quick moment, thinking that she'd look totally awesome if she did a dare, "Dare!"

"I dare you to only speak in sentences comprising of fives words or less, and each word can only be four letters long maximum." Ivan smiled.