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    [align=center][font=times new roman][color=white]Kiku Honda laid wide awake in his bed, the shadows from the outside window stretching across his face and room. He sat straight up when he felt something... Cold, touch his face, but looking around the Japanese male realized there was nothing there. He tried falling back to sleep, but to no avail... He sits up again and holds his head in his hands. Why was it that he couldn't fall asleep? He gets that cold feeling again, and looks up, face to face with pure black...


    That's when he disappeared.



    [ The rest of the characters are about to disappear. Post your character's disappearance here. 3 sentences is the minimum. ]


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    ((You gave Alfred to Scratchcat right?))


    Miguel woke late at night and opened his eyes to the faint light shining into his bedroom window. He reached up and touched the freezing glass, and decided to go turn up the heat in the house. Throwing the covers off, he stood and made his way over to the front of the house, and pushing up and step stool to reach the thermostat. A second after the young Puerto Rican flicked on the light switch, everything went black again, and then he was gone.


    Maria had been awake too, in her room, and had heard Miguel walking down the hallway earlier. But now she heard silence. One minute passed...two minutes...she was starting to get worried. Three minutes past and then she got up and followed the same path Miguel had taken earlier. She walked slowly and carefully, and pushed some dark brown curls from her face. She reached the front of the house. "Miguel...?" She called out quietly. Maria waited for an answer but got silence. She took another step. "Miguel...?!" More frantic this time. One more step...and then, Maria disappeared.


    ((Gave myself the chills writing this! ^^;))

    Madison slept soundly to the icey winds of the outside cold. She curled up in a tight ball and pulled three thick comforters over her head, she loved to have many blankets and pillows resting on her bed. The fair skinned girl woke up with a startle to find that her nightlight (yes, she hates the dark that much) had gone out. Maddie sat up quickly and glanced around. She looked down at her left arm, noticing goosebumps layering her skin; Must be cold... she thought. Fear struck the poor Alaskan girl as the dark dread of her bedroom seemed to get darker. She looked around frantically and reached over to her nightstand to turn on the lamp. But instead a hand grasped her wrist. Madison tried to call out in pure terror, but before she could... 'poof'... she was gone.


    Alfred F. Jones lay sprawled out on his bed, snoring to his hearts content. The Americans bright blue eyes flickered open at the sound of breathing beside his ear. He looked over without any movement of his head, but to his surprise, no one was there. Al sat up and looked around; "If this is a prank it's not funny!" He called out, but no answer. This is when he started to get scared. Alfred pulled the covered over his head until he heard a light shuffle in front of him. Pulling down the covers, his eyes widened "GHOST!" He screamed, then just as fast as his holler had escaped his mouth, he was gone.


    (Yeah)

    The Scots sat in the living room, sipping his nightly tea. He sighed and looked around when he heard something, quiet but..dark. Allistor shook his head and turned back to the television he was watching. Then, he made out the words. His name being called. He stood up quickly till he was completely gone, tea staining the rug.

    Feliciano stood in the kitchen, stirring the almost cooked pasta with a wooden spoon. He began to hum softly, closing his liquid amber eyes, smiling and chuckling a bit. The alarm when off as it was told to be done. He smiled and picked up the pot bringing it to the sink to be drained. He opened his eyes to see black, crying out in fear and then the screams ceased. The nation had dissapeared

    [align=center][tt][color=white]Arthur lived with Allistor, so when Allistor's cup hit the floor and the tea spilled, Arthur heard it. He expected to hear Allistor's angry shout, but he didn't. It worried him, because it was out of character for Allistor to not shout. He quietly headed downstairs, saying, "Allistor...? Are you okay?" but then he saw something horrifying. Before he could even think to run or do anything, he was gone just like the others.



    [ idfk I have so many other threads to reply to //flies away// ]

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    { I am always so late to the party whhhhhyyyyyyyyy }


    Amelia had actually just gotten to bed after a night of blogging and having feels stabbing her in the heart. God, why were all these British men so hot? And Irish, yes, all the Irish. She started at the back of her room, and sprinted to the end of her bed, jumping, curling into a ball, and jumping on her bed, having tons of stuffed animals exploding everywhere. She giggled, and rolled up in her blankets, speaking random tidbits of Spanish, finally declaring herself a burrito.
    Amelia heard her door creak open, and a shadow entered. She totally flipped out and wriggled around in her taco blankets, screaming, "CHICKEN NUGGER SWEET BARBEQUE SAUCE ZOMBIEEEEEEEEEEEE."


    And then she was gone.


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    { All of the Irish. All of it. }


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    { That, my dear friends, was a normal night for Amelia. Minus the weird shadow thing. }


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    { I was giggling. LEGIT THAT WAS SO LEGIT }


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    [align=center][font=times new roman][color=white][ You are all crazy. ]



    Bedisa held her stuffed animal [yes, she still needed to sleep with one] closely to her chest as she flicked through the channels on her TV. Her thin fingers grasped her mahogany-red blanket closer to her in the cold, damn it needed to warm up! She finally stops on some stupid game show and suddenly has the urge to go get a glass of water. Leaving her stuffed puppy 'Vanilla' behind, she goes to her own kitchen and whirls around, sensing movement. "W-who's there?" she called, not really expecting an answer. Ignoring it, the Georgian girl turns to her cupboard, grabs a cup and heads for the refrigerator. She could swear she felt breathing down her neck. She turns around and drops the glass, it shattering into a million pieces.


    She was gone.

    [align=center][font=arial][color=gold][ LOL. XD }} We need Allistor to post as Italy, right? Then we can start posting in the 'Shadow Castle'. ]



    Martha tucked a stray strand of hair behind her ear as she listened to the Rosetta Stone, learning English was NOT as easy as she thought. She knew enough to hold down her job as a secretary for Morning Insurance, but she still wanted to get better. Squinting to read, she realized her reading glasses weren't on. She normally wore contacts but tonight she had forgot to put them in. Martha stands up from her chair and goes to her room to put her contacts in. After doing so, she exits her room and finds herself face to face with black.


    And she was gone.

    ((Allistor put Italy's disappearance I think


    Omg this is like


    The disappearance of hatsune miku


    The disappearance of everyone


    *song plays in the background* *^*))

    [align=center][font=times new roman][color=white][ Well excuse me I can't read PSH


    Ya'll go ahead and post I'll BRB in 2 minutos ]