~14 [ video ] Team Asia: Better than Team Food Failure ( yes you, US-UK )

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[OMG FURIOUS KNOCKING AT JAPAN'S DOOR] Japan-형! Japan-형! Japan-형! Japan-형! Japan-형! Japan-형!

[He's not going away because he wants to explore with Japan while BRAGGING! BECAUSE HE WAS FIRST, DA ZE!]

[ After a sigh, Japan opens the door. ]

Yes, Korea-san?

[YOINK. KOREA HAS YOU NOW. The taller Asian grins, as he drags Japan along toward where America and Russia had been wrestling.]

We're going exploring!

[ Japan stumbles buts gets dragged along. He knows he wouldn't be able to beat Korea in a tug-a-war. ]

I thought you had already explored.

I want to show you where I explored! And I claimed it for Korea! URI NARA MANSAE!

[That's right Japan. You're totes mah uke now. xP]

[ wait, what no that was not part of the agreement, Korea. I don't participate in this whole uke-seme buisness, I draw it. ]

I can imagine some of the countries will not be happy with that statement.

[Sorry, it's in the fine print along with the part where your breasts belong to me.]

Oh, America and Russia were just playing some game in front of the door. If they would have really cared, they would have played outside first, right?

[They reach the mansion doors, and Korea's tugging, more excited now.]

This way, this way!

[ OBJECTION. I am old I told you not to write in fine print, I CAN'T READ IT DARNNIT. ]

......Games?

[ Japan didn't think those two would actually play "games" together. Unless it was like... Russian Roulette or something dangerous as that. Prehaps he should check on America later on. Just in case. ]

Is it safe wearing no protective suit at all, Korea-san?

[Of course, after Korea's already opened the door he answers.]

Yeah, for some reason it's not all CO2! Which is weird, because I was pretty sure the atmosphere on Mars wasn't breatheable. Despite the fact it's similiar to the Earth's terrain!

[Lolz, remember Korea's actually a scholar. He's just caught a bad case of the derp.]

I see..

[ And Japan, although a hikikomori, always had curiosity for new things. He followed Korea out the door, marveling at the new planet. Too bad he didn't bring his camera or else there would be much shutter clicking now ]

[What a sight. It's pretty cool even though it's just....red. Though. Something catches Korea's eye.]

What's that over there?

(( to be continued [in the comments].... ))

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[The pain was overwhelming. And talk about a migraine. He grits his teeth, ignoring the tears that well in his eyes. His people are lost. Families have been seperated and all of their hearts are weighted heavily. It's a bit much to bear.

Suddenly, Imperial Japan is flung off of him, and he blinks up to see the real Japan is the culprit. Korea is struck with panic.]

Japan-형!!

[Unfortunately, he has his own problems to deal with. North Korea's full attention is on him again, and he's being dragged by his ankles. But he doesn't want it to end like this. Despite the pain in his shoulder, he grips into the earth, trying to bring some form of resistance. But nothing is wedged in the ground that would aid him. He does manage to grab hold of a random piece of debris, fortunately. It's his last shot. Twisting, he lobs the piece of wood at his brother's head. It connects, and his adrenaline pushes him to his feet. He starts dashing back to Japan. Or at least. He tries. Kinda hard to run with wheezing and this much pain. Korea more or less stumbles closer, trying to get close enough to help. Not much he can do, but still...]

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[ Japan gets kicked off by his other self. Laying on his back trying to get his breathing back to normal once more, he saw 'Japan' reach for the sword and come back here from the corner of his eyes. He propped himself on his elbows and tried to move before the other came back.

Japan tried to flip his body to his stomach so it would be easier to stand back up, when he realized he couldn't. Something was keeping the lower right half of his body down. Looking towards it, he found 'Japan' standing over him with the sword impaled through his right thigh. Japan looked surprised, he didn't feel the sword at all.

Japan quickly kicked his left leg, and the doppleganger stumbled back. Before the other could catch his balance, Japan yanked out the sword from his leg, and used that as support to stand up.

He hears Korea calling for him and looks up. ]

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[Korea is useless against Imperial Japan's attack on modern day Japan. But he lets out a cry and prevents the black clad Japan from attacking his normal self. Using the little strength he has left, he occupies Imperial Japan's attention. No. You will not pass. And I will not yield to you.]

Japan-형! Get out of here! Find help!

[Because clearly, what they need are more people and thus more nightmares down here. Korea starts hacking up blood again and is slowly being forced to his knees. North Korea is making his stride back over, leaning over to pick up the gun once more.]

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No..!

[ Instead of heading for the stairs, Japan instead limps toward Korea. He grabs for his brother's arm sleeve, and tries his best to tug him back up. Which...really isn't much strength. ]

I will not leave you here alone. There is still radiation about and it will be dangerous to stay here even more. We h-

[ Japan stops mid-talk to cough violently. Blood dribbled down the corner of his mouth and his chest began to hurt, but he wiped the blood off with his free hand ]

We... will leave here..together, Korea-san. Please..stand up.

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[Japan's grip offered little aid. But he was pulling at Korea to move, and the taller nation couldn't bring himself to disobey. Respect your elders, no? That's what the groping proves anyway. Or something to that effect.

Imperial Japan was busy getting to his feet as well, so Korea took a breath and made to move toward the exit, present day Japan in tow. This is all a nightmare. It can't be real. He keeps telling himself that as they stumble back toward the stairs they came from.

Just a little farther. They can make it.

They have to.]

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[ Japan followed Korea towards the exit as well. He concentrated on running, trying to ignore the burning houses nearby, 'Japan' and North Korea coming after them, and the pain in his body. The exit felt far away and his body was telling him that it couldn't take it anymore, but he couldn't give up now.

The two reached the stairs, and although Japan wanted to know if the other two were not far behind, he didn't look back. He just felt that looking back was a bad idea. ]

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[A spray of bullets answered the question as to whether or not the other parties were gaining on them. Korea started hacking up more blood, and started wheezing.

Now his lung decided it was punctured. Great. Thanks a lot.

But they were so close. Not now. With a final heave of strength he pulled Japan up into the safety of the stairwell. He could feel his lung filling up with blood. He'd drown from it and that'd be the end.

Only.

He was breathing just fine. He blinked. Looking back down the stairs, there was nothing there. Korea listened. No gunfire. No battle. No sound besides their breathing.

What just happened?]

Are you alright, Japan-형?

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[ They had reached outside and then.... all the pain was gone. He could feel his leg again. Blinking in surprise, he looked down at his leg. It was not bloody as it was a few seconds ago. He looked back up at Korea's face, still lost on what had just occurred. ]

I....am okay, Korea-san. What about you?

[ he could talk without coughing once more ]

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[He was a bit dazed, and nowhere near as hyper as usual. Korea glanced to Japan, making sure he wasn't seeing things but in fact they were both physically fine.

Well, except for the fact his stomach felt like he was ready to puke.]

We should...get back to the ship.

[He tried to flop his sleeves a bit in the normal fashion, but even the spirit of Korea was limping a bit downtrodden.]

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[ Japan nodded in agreement, his normally blank face, looking a bit more troubled. It...wasn't the end of the event or anything, they were still on the red planet. But then what was all that? Was it just...a dream?

It was too real to be a dream though. It had hurt so much and he felt everything. He could still remember the pain.

But now wasn't the time to be thinking that. He wanted to get off of this place now. He wanted to go back to his room, where he knew it was safe. He didn't want to see this barren land anymore. It reminded him of... ]

Let us go, Korea-san.

[ He began walking towards the ship ]

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[He didn't argue. Didn't joke. No surprise butt sex attempts or gropes or anything.

Korea simply nods and follows along after Japan, silently.

On Korea's list of things to do is sleep, be mopey, and track down some alcohol. SOMEHOW. But of course, all of this is kept to himself, keeping his pace with Japan without a word.]

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[ Japan felt like never leaving his room again. They reached the ship, and walked in. It was still as white and empty as ever, and Japan was getting even more confused. Was that place really all his imagination? He tried not to show it though, his face becoming blank looking as it always was. ]