Molossia Stories

Someone starts playing Minecraft and unknowingly unleashes a force of wheelchair into their world. What could possibly happen next???

Hetalia and quotes they might say. Just for fun.

Why did you leave? Why can't you stay like your other siblings? You're so young, so innocent and how frail you are againts this dirty world. You should be here with me, safe and sound. You're my sunshine... my precious little boy... My darling love, whose gentle voice and is pure as snow, the one I loved for centuries. Why didn't you agree to stay with me? Why are you so loyal towards him? My love, have you forgotten our own paradise? Before they came, we were both happy with our little ones in our arms. It should have stayed this way! My beloved... my soulmate... my light... You three stayed, yes all stayed yet are not completely mine. My babies, it should be me, not your bosses! So much has this filthy world wound you, so young and joyful. I'll never let anything happen to you. My cherished little ones... my stars and moon. I'll destroy those who'd hurt you all, even if it means I'll become villain. I don't care whose blood I'll spill, no one would ever harm what's mine.

North America is a rather mysterious continent few know about. Quiet Canada, boisterous America and scoffing Mexico all deflect questions about their continent. But now, the countries are increasingly curious. What secrets will come to light? ABANDONED {Image is not mine} #115 in Hetalia 10/06/19

Morro just started school at a public university by the name of Gauken Hetalia, but this school of fake smiles and fake people are exactly what's to be expected from a school of teens. { WARNING } this story will have swearing, gore, and possibly NSFW content. This story has slurs such as f#g, and discriminating against sexual orientation. Don't get me wrong, I'm practically the lesbian queen of my group of friends, but when teens have something to hide they tend to show hate or anger towards those who are open about being who they are, when they themselves don't feel comfortable being themselves. {}

The US was different, they had no representation and anyone who joined the US seemed to lose theres. The old Republica de Tejas could attest to that. No one had heard from Austin since 1847. The last meeting in January. But someone seems to be after the nations, well more than just one person. "Trust me" Shall these be fatal words, or will they lead the nations to safety.

Several years ago, a very special woman founded the League of Nations. On the outside, it's a world charity organization, but in reality, it's an international intelligence agency dedicated to eliminating world threats. This special woman took children who were broken, abused, badly damaged, or abandoned, and gave them new lives as assassin cyborgs. These are there stories.

Well, I'm lonely so I thought I might do this! Ask away, I might do dares, yeah... Please do not question the Kugelmugel cover (Oh yeah you can ask the micronations, too)

The golden gate has been torn down, The flame died out We cannot take your tried, your poor, your huddled masses yearning to breath free As the land of the free Is dead. God bless the United States God bless those who come after us and let them achieve what we could not ------------- The United States falls and all things are divided to be given to the fallen republics that once stood with the US. Alaska, Sealand and Molossia gain nationhood and a few others regain their old titles. But there is unfinished business of the United States thus must be carried out.

Peter has always been looked down upon by others. And with the new friends with benefits he has found, it surely seems like his plan to be recognized can become a great successful. But... Are these other micronations really just like some sort of upgraded equipment to him? [Inspired by the song This Is Home and Hug All Ur Friends by Cavetown]

He saw this coming and sent Molossia to delivered a message to the other nations. A final goodbye. One last time.