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(( This is an RP blog for Ivan Braginsky / Russia from Hetalia. Heavily under construction and just starting out. None of the art is mine unless otherwise stated.))

[podsolnuhi]

rolls onto blog to remember it exists before going to bed

[qingrou-archive-blog]

podsolnuhi

jemegausse

Mm, good evening.

[podsolnuhi]

Good evening.

[podsolnuhi]

*He keeps shoveling as he talks.*

One: I am digging to create a deep pond.

Two: I am digging for a garden.

Three: I am digging to go into hibernation.

Four: I am digging for distraction.

Five: I am digging to find something I buried.

[heromerica]

Too deep to be a garden and you don’t actually hibernate.

If you wanted a distraction, there are plenty others that you could easily do like read or game or something that would be far more effective but I can’t eliminate the option either.

*He sits up to think, stroking his chin in thought.*

It’s unnecessarily long for something you most likely buried and you aren’t going any deeper.

Is it the pond?

[podsolnuhi]

It is not the pond.  That was your guess.  Game is over.

*He will pause in his shoveling, though, setting it into the ground to lean on it slightly and gaze at the American.*

Thank you for indulging me.

[heromerica]

What? No fair! I wanna know! Is it the distraction?

*He shifts so his knees are bent and his arms are resting on them, shifting backward only so he can lean on the opposite wall of the hole.*

Tell me! I need to know!

*He’ll start singing.*

I WANNA KNOW. PLEASE TEEEEEEELL ME I WANNA KNOW WHY YOU’RE DIGGING THIS HOLE.

[podsolnuhi]

I did not say I would answer after the first guess.

But perhaps that is why.

I have been at this for awhile.  Would you like some tea?

[podsolnuhi]

*He keeps shoveling as he talks.*

One: I am digging to create a deep pond.

Two: I am digging for a garden.

Three: I am digging to go into hibernation.

Four: I am digging for distraction.

Five: I am digging to find something I buried.

[heromerica]

Too deep to be a garden and you don’t actually hibernate.

If you wanted a distraction, there are plenty others that you could easily do like read or game or something that would be far more effective but I can’t eliminate the option either.

*He sits up to think, stroking his chin in thought.*

It’s unnecessarily long for something you most likely buried and you aren’t going any deeper.

Is it the pond?

[podsolnuhi]

It is not the pond.  That was your guess.  Game is over.

*He will pause in his shoveling, though, setting it into the ground to lean on it slightly and gaze at the American.*

Thank you for indulging me.

[bubbleteahime]

☆☆☆

[tarantellanapulitana]

[text] I wish we could all take a bath together. Not in a “let’s fuck” way. But in a relaxing drunk in the tub sort of “let me wash your hair” way.

[SMS]: Ambitious but most of these people don’t even let themselves wash their own hair or go near water at all

[SMS]: Its like a scuola materna but they don’t have mothers and instead of picking their own asses they pick each other’s :/

[podsolnuhi]

[TEXT]: Then let me change that to

[TEXT]: I want those of us who believe in hygiene to all take a bath together

[podsolnuhi]

Then I am lucky today and will continue digging hole without explanation.

They are not exciting reasons.  No cunning plan today, Alfred.

If you are going to lie there, you will probably be warmer covered in more dirt.  

[heromerica]

Teeeell meeeee. My curiosity is too much not to know but too little to be assed to be clever.

*He puts his arms up in the air and then lets them fall over his head.*

But dirt is dirty, Ivan.

*He clearly gives so many fucks.*

[podsolnuhi]

It would only make you more curious if you received an answer.  It would cycle and you would want to know more details.  I am sure your unanswered curiosity is better here than at a later stage.

Astute of you.

*It’s deadpan rather than sarcastic; he’s amused and flicks a bit more dirt onto the American.*

[heromerica]

No definitely not. Just tell meeee.

Thanks I try. See? I’ve already exceeded my clever limit for the day.

[podsolnuhi]

Let’s play a game.

I will tell you several possible reasons and you will have to decide for yourself which one is true.

How does that sound?

[heromerica]

…

Fine. We can play it your way. On one condition.

If I’m right, you can’t lie about it. Deal?

[podsolnuhi]

*He keeps shoveling as he talks.*

One: I am digging to create a deep pond.

Two: I am digging for a garden.

Three: I am digging to go into hibernation.

Four: I am digging for distraction.

Five: I am digging to find something I buried.

[podsolnuhi]

Then I am lucky today and will continue digging hole without explanation.

They are not exciting reasons.  No cunning plan today, Alfred.

If you are going to lie there, you will probably be warmer covered in more dirt.  

[heromerica]

Teeeell meeeee. My curiosity is too much not to know but too little to be assed to be clever.

*He puts his arms up in the air and then lets them fall over his head.*

But dirt is dirty, Ivan.

*He clearly gives so many fucks.*

[podsolnuhi]

It would only make you more curious if you received an answer.  It would cycle and you would want to know more details.  I am sure your unanswered curiosity is better here than at a later stage.

Astute of you.

*It’s deadpan rather than sarcastic; he’s amused and flicks a bit more dirt onto the American.*

[heromerica]

No definitely not. Just tell meeee.

Thanks I try. See? I’ve already exceeded my clever limit for the day.

[podsolnuhi]

Let's play a game.

I will tell you several possible reasons and you will have to decide for yourself which one is true.

How does that sound?

[podsolnuhi]

Then I am lucky today and will continue digging hole without explanation.

They are not exciting reasons.  No cunning plan today, Alfred.

If you are going to lie there, you will probably be warmer covered in more dirt.  

[heromerica]

Teeeell meeeee. My curiosity is too much not to know but too little to be assed to be clever.

*He puts his arms up in the air and then lets them fall over his head.*

But dirt is dirty, Ivan.

*He clearly gives so many fucks.*

[podsolnuhi]

It would only make you more curious if you received an answer.  It would cycle and you would want to know more details.  I am sure your unanswered curiosity is better here than at a later stage.

Astute of you.

*It's deadpan rather than sarcastic; he's amused and flicks a bit more dirt onto the American.*

[capitano-nord]

podsolnuhi replied to your post:i would totally do a pmmm/hetalia thing omg

i thought that was short for pretty magical moo moo for a minute

omg no

[podsolnuhi]

let me tell you a story all about how

this magical girl's actually a cow

not even just a cow but also a boy

who accepted a bunny's soul-eating ploy

[podsolnuhi]

I can do that.

*He’ll get to work on it.*

[heromerica]

But since I’m alive, isn’t this either late to the party or a bit preemptive?

[podsolnuhi]

Neither.

*He’ll focus on making it a bit longer than wider, now.  Longer than it really needs to be for Alfred, so it’s probably not really for him.  Probably.*

*On a whim he’s going to shovel just a little bit of dirt onto Alfred’s torso.  Enough for there to be a little pile.*

Ah, I am planting an American.  If I water it, perhaps I will grow money and loud music about freedom.

[heromerica]

Maybe! I can guarantee the music bit, that’s for sure. Little loud Alfreds belting out the Star Spangled Banner.

*He puts his arms behind his head.*

So what is this hole for, dude?

[podsolnuhi]

You are clever.  You will figure it out yourself.

*Or, more conveniently, you won’t, and he’s content with that.*

*He’ll jokingly put another shovel full of dirt on his torso before resuming to dump it elsewhere rather than actually bury the American.*

[heromerica]

What if I don’t feel like being clever? What if I just feel lazy?

Why are you making me into a mudpie without the waaateeer?

[podsolnuhi]

Then I am lucky today and will continue digging hole without explanation.

They are not exciting reasons.  No cunning plan today, Alfred.

If you are going to lie there, you will probably be warmer covered in more dirt.  

[podsolnuhi]

I can do that.

*He’ll get to work on it.*

[heromerica]

But since I’m alive, isn’t this either late to the party or a bit preemptive?

[podsolnuhi]

Neither.

*He’ll focus on making it a bit longer than wider, now.  Longer than it really needs to be for Alfred, so it’s probably not really for him.  Probably.*

*On a whim he’s going to shovel just a little bit of dirt onto Alfred’s torso.  Enough for there to be a little pile.*

Ah, I am planting an American.  If I water it, perhaps I will grow money and loud music about freedom.

[heromerica]

Maybe! I can guarantee the music bit, that’s for sure. Little loud Alfreds belting out the Star Spangled Banner.

*He puts his arms behind his head.*

So what is this hole for, dude?

[podsolnuhi]

You are clever.  You will figure it out yourself.

*Or, more conveniently, you won't, and he's content with that.*

*He'll jokingly put another shovel full of dirt on his torso before resuming to dump it elsewhere rather than actually bury the American.*

[podsolnuhi]

I feel really bad because I think I miss something I'm supposed to do when people ask me to rp with them and I say yes and then they go silent.  This happens every now and then and I sit there wondering 'did you become busy?  Am I supposed to randomly come up with an open for you?  Are you writing one for me?  Should I ask?  What if they're wondering the same thing?' and then because I prefer seeming to not ask these questions I just try to pretend to be a cool cat doing a thang.

[capitano-nord]

Rub it? ..but it hurts— like it hurts badly! Wouldn’t ice be much better?

[podsolnuhi]

That depends on how badly you stubbed it.

It might hurt but not actually be as bad as it feels, Feliciano.

[capitano-nord]

I think I broke it.

[podsolnuhi]

...

How did you manage--

*No, he's going to stop and just not question it, moving over to him.*  

Let me see it.

[nangvangtuoi]

Dear America,

Please get your McDonalds the hell out of my country.

With love,

Lien.

[podsolnuhi]

*Won’t say a word.  People were genuinely excited for McDonalds when it came to his home.  It was an exciting new thing.  Hell, the McDonald’s in Russia, particularly the famous one in Moscow, tends to be healthier and far more Russian than one might expect of the franchise.*

*So instead he’ll just look at her.*

[nangvangtuoi]

[Raises an eyebrow.]

It’s a plague, causing people to needlessly spend money on foods with the bare minimum of nutritional value.

[It’s not as if street food found in vendor stalls are any healthier, but at least the money will be going to other Vietnamese, instead of some strange foreign company that already seems to be too powerful.]

[podsolnuhi]

...It is poor quality in America.  However, at my home, McDonalds is much better than it is there.  I believe it is also true in Japan.  It is not good business sense to not cater to the tastes of the people in the area.

It creates more jobs, too.  Russians work the restaurants and earn their own paycheck.  That is money that stays in Russia to a degree.  

Be careful with what you push out and what you keep.  You may deprive job opportunities for people who sorely need them, perhaps.

*That said, though, this is from the eyes of a nation that sorely desired little pleasures and changes at the time McDonalds arrived towards the end of the Soviet Union.*

[podsolnuhi]

I get confused by people talking about reblog karma because I literally send people anonymous asks anytime I can think of one when people ask, and usually send at least one meme thing (if I see it).  Regardless of whether I reblog something or not.

I rarely get anons/asks but I do this regardless because it's just...something I think one should do?

It just breeds a better rp community and it makes it easier to get chances to roleplay, etc.

However, I don't often do it outside of anon because I find a lot of people are uncomfortable with getting asks from someone they don't interact with much, so yeah.  Also, I'm not always looking at the dash, so I miss a lot of them, and I'm not going to only send memes and never get a chance to reply to threads I'm doing.  But yes, I do my best, pff.

[nangvangtuoi]

Dear America,

Please get your McDonalds the hell out of my country.

With love,

Lien.

[podsolnuhi]

*Won't say a word.  People were genuinely excited for McDonalds when it came to his home.  It was an exciting new thing.  Hell, the McDonald's in Russia, particularly the famous one in Moscow, tends to be healthier and far more Russian than one might expect of the franchise.*

*So instead he'll just look at her.*