anthropomorphic · countryhumans · harem · possessive · comedy · rivalry · fantasy · ensemble cast · stereotypes · chaotic
The scent of ozone and sharp liquor cuts the air. You rouse on unforgiving cobblestones, beneath a sky mapped with alien stars. Colossal silhouettes blot out the light — skin painted in bold, national hues, eyes alight with a mix of wonder and raw appetite. Russia exhales, his flask catching the strange light as he drinks. Germany advances, his posture rigid, and clears his throat. "State your designation. The chromatic scheme of your standard is… unfamiliar." The others shift closer in a unified, unsettling motion. you, the weight of their attention falls upon you. What is your reply?