Titanic Hetalia Role-Play

[Italy Veneziano]

The ship of dreams; Titanic. The R.M.S White Star Line ship was heading from South Hampton to New York to start a new life with the passengers aboard the grand ship. But it will meet it devastating end which will mark in history.

1 class passengers: Highest of the classes. Bedrooms are like grand hotel rooms. Most had private living and dinning rooms. Public rooms included are dinning saloon, reception room, restaurant lounge, reading and writing room, smoking room and the veranda café’s and palm courts and the Grand Staircase.

2 class passengers: Second class rooms were found seven decks over. Almost like first class passengers but, most of first class privileges taken away from second class. Public rooms included are Second Class Grand staircase or an electric elevator that ran up and down all seven decks, smoking room, library and Second class Dinning room.

3 class passengers: Lowest of all classes close to the storage room at the semi-bottom of the ship. Less luxurious than of First and Second class. Public rooms included are Third class smoking and General room and third class dinning room.


April 10, 1912.
The streets of South Hampton was quiet busy today as 1900’s dodge cars drove around the streets, people of different social classes and races begin to load their belongings onto the Titanic that was developed by Kiku Honda.

A black doge car stopped right in the street way as an Italian stepped out wearing a velvet suit, his brown eyes glisten in the sunlight as he looked at the White Star Line ship. He was a first class passenger since he both knew the Developer and the Captain. Sadly for his brother and his two friends they were third class passengers, lowest of all the classes the ship had offered. Which was a Belgian women with short blonde hair and a Spanish man with short brown hair. Walking on the plank and giving the officer his ticket, he looked at his watch and 30 minuets to the Titanic sets out for her voyage across the Atlantic.

Scoffing at his brother, Lovino crossed his arms in disgust as he handed the officer his ticket. "That bastard, we have the same rights as him to be first class as well." He hated the idea. His brother, Felicano being First class while him, Antonio and Bella are stuck in Third class. Lovino felt a hand on his shoulder as he turned he saw Antonio smiling at him. "Si, we should but hey, at least we get a new start in America!" He laughed as the Italian man brushed his hand off his shoulder. "Yeah, yeah tomato bastard." Bella just giggled as the three of them went to the semi-bottom of the ship.

[Lithe the Forgotten]

The town seemed bustling at the exquisite cruise; which captured one French-mans eye. His old buddies were on board and it was to beautiful to pass up. He drove up to the docks with a black vehicle and stepped out in his usual fancy attire. He examined the docks and looked at his ticket as a butler was fetching his luggage, "Mon dieu, Kiku got 1st class. Old guy remembered us all it seems." His comment was thoughtful as he hadn't seen anyone in ages.

Behind the black car, another vehicle approached. It was like a drop off zone and a large man stood out with not-so-normal attire. It was totally different. Nobody would seem to recognize him without his key item; a scarf his sister gave him. He was wearing his old World Meeting outfit which had some fancy crap he never cared and a yellow sweater. "2nd Class, da. Kolkolkol." he chuckled at the position he was given. It was better then nothing so be shrugged it off and took heavy steps toward the ship.

In the captains quarters, a tall man was looking at boarding passengers. He let a smile form on his lips as he saw old friends. It was like a world meeting all over again but ten times better. He wanted them to enjoy a nice vacation with each other and have fun without causing wars and all minds of commotion. Honda wasnt one for bloodshed but spilled if nessisary. He hoped nothing bad would go wrong on a ship such as this and designed it so it was unsinkable.


{{Fuck, LONGEST. POST. EVERRRRR.}}

[Maria Beilschmidt]

She may be on one of the most impressive, beautiful, and largest boats of mankind, she may be in 1st class of said amazing boat, she may become a part of a very wealthy family... But Maria didn't care for any of that. She definitely didn't care for riches at the very least when it came to how she felt that moment. Even if her fiancee had all of the gold in the world, that didn't change how she felt for him. The only reason she was marrying him was for the other family's selfish benefits; Francis would have a trophy wife and his mother would be able to pay off the debts of her late husband. What would she gain from all this? Money? Money wasn't worth the hell she would live with for the rest of her life. 'A forced marraige. That's all this is.' she thought to herself with a frown on her beautiful features as she walked down the ship of the Titanic, luggage in hand and usually swaying white hair pinned up in a flawless bun, short strands of hair falling to the side of her face. What was she getting herself into, exactly? Hell. That's what.

The Austrian, also a 1st class passenger, stepped out of his vehicle, wearing a formal suit. He pulled out his luggages and handed them over to be carried to his room, excluding the one case that held his precious violin. Roderich was the main person of the Titanic's entertainment group, which also included a certain Estonian and Latvian. He loved his job. Being able to play beautiful music on an even more beautiful boat. "Nothing can possible go wrong for me from here on out..." he said to himself with a soft chuckle. Oh what little did he really know.

Lili looked up at the huge ship with awe, her eyes glinting at just the sight of the cruise ship. She gave her adopted brother's hand a slight squeeze of excitement as she looked up at him, giggling with joy. Sure, 1st class would have been a great bonus for them, but she didn't mind 2nd. She wouldn't even mind the lowest, 3rd class, if t was necessary. Just being able to experience being on board of the Legendary Titanic is what made her heart race from her eagerness. "This is going to be fun, big bruder~!" she chirped at Basch happily before helping to carry packs as they made their way inside the 'Unsinkable Ship', the Titanic.

[Italy Veneziano]

A loud horn blasted it’s way through the streets of South Hampton. “10 minuets till Titanic heads out for America!” A British officer called from one of the planks. The streets were filled with family, friends and loved ones cheering and wishing their love ones the best of luck on the voyage to America.

The Italian was whistling through the Grand stair case one most fantastic features the White Star liner had. Going up the stairs he looked at the clock that had two baby angles holding what resemble a clock that had a glass covered on it while the details surrounding it was carved in wood. Feliciano smile at seeing such fine artistic work done. Finally making his way to up to the deck of the Titanic. Seagulls were flying everywhere as below the ship tugboats were tied to it so when said ship set sail the tugboats will help out giving her a boost. People were already on the decks waving good bye to their friends and loved ones.

Black dress shoes click-clack against the light brown wood of the deck heading to the captain quarters to visit a friend of his he hadn’t seen quite in a long while. “Kiku did a very fine job designing this glorious ship, ve.” He talked to himself quietly with a smile appearing on his face as he knocked on the fine white door, waiting for Kiku to tell him to come in. Plus for the Italian he didn't know that he would be seeing more of his friends on this voyage.

[Amelia F. Jones]

(Puttin' Fem! Australia in! XP)

The Swiss man smiled back at his adoptive sister as he admired the enormous ship.

"Ja, it will be fun indeed."

Meanwhile, two figures ran toward the luxury ship. One was a girl with long brown hair and bright green eyes who ran at full speed, holding her cherished Kangaroo Jack hat on her head to keep it from flying away on the breeze, and carrying a suitcase in her other hand. Sheila turned to the man following her and shouted in a broad Australian accent.

"C'mon Artie! Keep up!"

"Ah, stow it, Miss Priss! It's your fault we're late in the first place!" Retorted the blond british man, furrowing his bushy eyebrows at his adoptive sister as he carried the rest of their luggage, which was the reason he was lagging behind.

"Priss? Me? You must be joking!" Australia responded as they made it onto the ship mere minutes before it was scheduled to leave. They stopped running and went to rest near the banisters on the side of the ship.

"No, I'm not joking. We were late because of your normal routine of taking an eternity in the washroom!" England scolded, putting down the luggage.

"Like I always say, Artie. It takes time to look this good." Australia boasted, flipping a long brown lock. "But I'm still the tough gal you know and love." She added.

Arthur shot Sheila one last annoyed look before checking his ticket.

"Looks like we're Second Class. Hmph, we all know I should be in First." Scoffed the haughty Englishman.

"Who cares what class we're in?" chirped the carefree Australian. "No matter which class we're in, we'll be in luxury. Yup, I can hardly wait!" She added, putting her hands behind her head.

England simply smiled. He always found Australia's cheerful attitude refreshing, though he was still a bit annoyed he didn't get First Class.

[Lithe the Forgotten]

Kiku looked over at his door and saw a figure, "Come in." He called. He was still looking out the window for his friends. He was well aware not all of them could go into first, so he simply put them in second best. He was expecting a works man to walk through the door, not his Italian friend. He knew hey couldn't spend 24/7 with each other, but it was fine because he atleast saw them.

Francis saw the familiar Prussain and walked over, hands in pockets with the servant following behind him with his luggage, "Afternoon." He stated. He didn't see any others as of yet, but hoped to. Of course, ignoring distant yells of a Russian, he shrugged off the though he was being stalked.

Russia has saw Maria and the figures, he just watched them. "We'll meet on the ship guys." He stated to no one. He saw France and Prussia and ran over, "Maria! Francis!" His heavy footsteps thudding along the ground, his felt a chill without his scarf. He finally made it over and got welcomes to a French comment,
"Mon dieu, why do you show up now?" Francis had asked

[Maria Beilschmidt]

Prussia looked up at the familiar Frenchmen with a frown, only giving a quick nod as a greeting, refusing to let her eyes to make contact with his blue hues. 'A forced marriage.' she repeated in her head, trying to hide her now-clenching hands. Why was she, of all people, dragged into this 'relationship'? How can she get out of this mess? She pondered for an idea until the sound of loud footsteps interrupted. "Eh? Oh, hallo, Ivan. Never been so happy to see you..." she mumbled the last sentence lowly so no one can understand. She coughed, setting her bags down for a moment's rest before looking back at the taller man. "Ja...?"

Lili eyes grew wide from the beauty and detail put into the inside of the ship as they were making their way to the dorms. "This is only 2nd class, but don't you think it looks wonderful, big bruder?" she commented with her usual sweet and nervous smile, also having the thought of getting lost on this huge ship, but then relaxed. 'I'll be fine as long as I'm with big bruder~!' she giggled to herself.

Roderich set his violin case on his bed while his other luggages were set on the floor near his feat. A couple clicks, and he flicked open the case, opening it and taking out the instrument with care. "Hmm, I have some time to practice..." he said to himself as he also pulled out the violin's stick and resting his chin on the chin rest, holding it up by the neck. He brushed the hair of the stick along the strings, creating a calming and flawless melody with certain fingers on the finger board.

[Lithe the Forgotten]

Russia's bag hit Francis its the back when he stopped, but he ignored it as France yelped and growled at Ivan, "It's been forever, how are you?" He smiled at the albino. She wasn't his favorite but he still didn't mind her, even of she wanted to rip him lungs out. Which he knew she probably would. If she could. "What class are you headed to, da?" He was curious to see if he was near any of his friends, sitting in class 2.

"I got 1st." France commented, looking at his ticket and still rubbig his back. He held in his anger because physically, Russia outwitted him. Mentally, neither of them knew what the hell today even was. He glanced around for anyone else and sighed.

[Maria Beilschmidt]

"I've had better days..." she answered with a shrug. Talking to the said Russian wasn't helping, considering she hated his guts, but anything was better than being stuck alone with her fiancee. "Ja, I have 1st class too..." 'With him.' she kept to herself, making a sigh. Though she wanted to keep a conversation going, or she really would be stuck with that guy again, so she added "Kiku did a great job with this ship, don't you think? Oh, and did you see anyone else?"

[Lithe the Forgotten]

Russia nodded, "now I remember why I called Japanese smart." Smarter then him. Hearing her question, he shook his head, "Other then you guys, I saw two figures. Couldn't make them out." He sighed, dissapointed.

"Let's go then, if we hurry. Aybe we'll catch up to someone!" Francis stated after a long pause, grabbing Maria's hand and walking toward the ship. Ivan had looked at the person carrying Francis' bags and took them, dismissing the assistant.

[Maria Beilschmidt]

"A-Ah!" she yelped, quickly grabbing her bags as she was being pulled away. A grieving and depressing frown grew again, as she looked to the side, away from Francis. Her sad red hues looked at Ivan quickly, then back forward, clenching her bags from her anger after realizing there was no way out of this. 'Or is there...?' she wondered.

[Italy Veneziano]

Walking in, shutting the door behind him he looked at Kiku with a smile on his. “You did a fantastic job designing the Titanic, ve.~” His light Italian accent flow through the air as Feliciano was talking to the Japanese man. It was good seeing his old friend again since a long while. His figure turned around from him and made it’s way back to said door. A pun opening the door, brown stands of his hair including his curl sway sideways touching his face from the wind. “I must go now. To make sure the workers don’t lose my cooking supplies. Ciao.~” After that he shut the door behind him looking over the hundreds of thousands of people waving, cheering to the ones who were the ‘unsinkable’ ship.

Lovino, Antonio and Bella was walking up the stairs that was leading to the deck of the Titanic, to have one more look at England before they left for America. The Spaniard with his eyes locking on a very familiar Frenchman and his fiancée. “Francis! Mi amigo!” He called out walking in fast steps to greet the Prussian and the Frenchman dragging the Italian and Belgian with him.

[Lithe the Forgotten]

France had stopped when her heard a familiar voice, still gripping Maria's hand, "Bonjour~ It's been a while." He had remembered when the bad touch trio was always out drinking and getting pulled over by cops or the such. He saw the Italian and Belgian and waved, "Oi, Italy!"

Russia stopped beside France, hands on his knees panting from the luggage, "Why do you have so much shit, da?" He stood up when he heard someone's voice and saw Italy behind them, "Oh hey, brat." He commented with one of those smiles slapped onto his face.

[Maria Beilschmidt]

Maria huffed down at the sight of France's hand clasped around hers. Then she looked up at the familiar Spanish accent, making a small smile. Finally, somebody she actually likes. The three always had a hell of a time drinking together before the engagement. "Hallo Antonio~!" she said with a bit of cheerful voice, but not entirely. "Ah, Bella, Ita's brother dear." she greeted as well. She never really knew Romano that well, but mostly acknowledged him for being Veneziano's brother.

[Italy Veneziano]

Romano just shot them a glare since he’s not really to friendly around men. “Ah, so bastards, gave you guys First class as well?” Anger felt throughout his tone, as talk to the crowd. “Lovi, is just mad that the three of us got Third Class.” His smile was wide, but he didn’t mind being in Third at all. It was good seeing the three of them being together again as well, almost The Bad Touch Trio before Francis asked Maria to get marry. But, no body didn’t truly knew what did happened.

Romano mumbled out a ‘Ciao’ towards Maria. Bella smiled and greeted out a cheerful hello. “This is a very lovely ship, no?”

[Lithe the Forgotten]

Russia nodded at Belgium, "Da da." He smiled again and looked over at the shuffling Prussian. "You're not happy, da?" he whispered at Francis babbled on.

Japan walked out onto the deck and saw his friends. He waved to see it they were paying attention and saw France say, "Oi. It's Jappy " and pointing toward him. He looked around for any others but didn't find them. He turned and looked out in the direction they would be sailing Itnontowards America.

[Maria Beilschmidt]

"..." Prussia looked up at Ivan with a slight frown, her depressing silence answering the question for him, but she spoke in a monotoned whisper "I don't know what you mean..." she looked at the direction of the Japanese man and waved at him, managing a smile again. "Nice boat you made, Kiku." she complimented, about to walk towards him but was stuck in place due to her hand being held.

[Amelia F. Jones]

After a bit of rest, Australia hopped up and pointed toward the deck.

"C'mon, Artie! Let's see the deck!" She said with a cheery tone.

"Australia, the luggage?" England reminded her.

"Oh... I've got it." The Australian affirmed as she picked up some suitcases and went with her brother to their room. The odd pair placed their belongings in the separate rooms they were assigned and started up the stairs to the deck.


Basch nodded and answered Lili's question.

"Yes, it does look nice. What do want to do now?" He asked. He then looked up and spotted England and Australia going up the stairs and got an idea.

"How about we check out the view from the deck?" He suggested.

Meanwhile, the other sibling pair reached the deck and joined the crowd that was already there. Excited, Sheila waved and called to the people.

"G'day mates~!"

"Uh..." Arthur followed her, also waving. "Cheerio, all."

Australia had made her way to the front of the deck and looked over it.

"Crikey, this view is awesome!" She said happily as her brown hair was blown by the wind. As always, she held her hat down to keep it on her head.

[Maria Beilschmidt]

"Good idea, big bruder~!" she sang and took him by his hands again, tugging him as she tried to hurry to them.

Austria, after finishing a couple songs of his violin, placed it back in its case. He decided it was best to explore around the ship Kiku built, and maybe find him himself to praise him for his excellent work on it. With that thought, he left his suite and walked to the deck, not expecting to find the other nations there. "Oh, hallo everyone." he greeted, but all he got from the Prussian was a scoff. Typical.

As Lili lead Basch up to the deck as well, she accidentally bumped into Roderich, whom was just at the end of the staircase. "Oh, pardon me sir- Mr. Austria!" she blinked in surprised then looked at all the other countries gathered. "And everyone else! Hallo~!" she greeted softly and waved at them shyly.

[Italy Veneziano]

While looking over Romano spotted the Dveloper and the Captain of the ship; Kiku. “Hey, bastard! Why the fuc-” His voice was cut off as Antonio grabbed his shoulders and was smiling nervously. “Ahaha, we must bid farewell for now. Audios, amigos!” Bella waved good bye to the group as people could the swearing mouth of a certain Italian being dragged back to Third Class.

Feliciano walking through the decks passing people of sizes, colors, socials classes and races. Bumping into a officer, he quickly replied scusa but seeing him transparent. “Matthew..?” The officer dressed in black turned around looking at a clipboard then his blue eyes met the Itlaian’s olive skin face. A smile crept on his fair skin waving a hello to him, he was busy at the moment. His brother Alfred wasn’t on, he was in America waiting for them to come. “I-I must go..” He looked back down at the clipboard and ran to one of the planks to call out for one last call before Titanic sets foot on her journey to said nation.

Walking through the decks, he caught sight of a familiar Frenchman standing holding hands with his fiancée standing beside them was a Russian wearing his signature scarf and what seems like luggage he was carrying around, a lot for a fact. Then a more familiar faces appear into the group. Roderich, Lili and Basch.

“Big brother Francis~!!” Feliciano yelled out in a very happy tone now running towards the group, his eyes glisten in the sunlight almost sparkling as he continued to yell towards the group. Another blast of said horn startled the crowd. The said officer that Feliciano ran into called out from the bottom planks. “5 minuets!!” His soft toned went into a yell trying to top the loud blast from the ship. Some of the ship’s officers begin to pull the away the planks.

[Lithe the Forgotten]

Russia looked at Maria, "With Francis." he heard the call and rushed in. His steps heavier because of the luggage. Shoving a guard who was about to pull a plank in, he managed to make the guard fall over and buy more time, "Get your asses on."

France pulled Maria as he ran behind Russia and made it across. He looked up to where Miku was but didn't see him. Kiku had gone back to his quarters and admired the ship from the glorious view. He was proud of the creation. It was a huge success. France shrugged at the thought and waved to Ivan with his free hand, "See you at dinner?"

"Da. Take your shit too." Russia handed the French nation his 'shit' or luggage, and walked toward second class.

[Maria Beilschmidt]

Maria gulped, silent again from Russia's statement. She nodded and stepped forward at his command, taking her luggage with him. She waved at Ivan, finally pulling away her hand. "You find the suite first and look around. I'll meet up with you later..." without bothering to wait for his answer, the Prussia hurriedly walked in another direction on the boat.

[Lithe the Forgotten]

Russia had ran to his floor second class and saw all the rooms and dropped his luggage, "SON OF A BITCH." He was never good at navigating. Hell, he had to get help to find a motel room. This was like a library to him. Impossible to find one book, or room. The words were heard through out the ship.

Japan heard distant shouting of a familiar Russian and chuckled, "So he had trouble after all.... It's so like them..." he smiled warmly and turned away.

France watched Maria dash off and sighed. Looking at his ticket for his floor, he walked toward the elevator and pressed the button. After waiting, he saw ladies come out and stared until the elevator nearly shut, then ran in and pressed his floor.

[Amelia F. Jones]

"Hallo, everyone." Switzerland said after his sister. He looked over to Austria, but quickly looked away awkwardly. Walking over to the edge of the deck, he looked out over the sea. Australia did the same, but was a bit louder about it.


"Whoo! This is awesome!" She shouted.

"Alright, that's quite enough, Australia. Time to go back to our rooms." Said England.

"Aw. Alright..." Groaned Australia, sounding very immature for her age. She followed her brother back to the Second Class rooms.

A few minutes later, Basch followed suit.

"Come on. We should head back too." He said, turning to the stairs and waiting for Lili to follow.

[Maria Beilschmidt]

Maria looked over his shoulder at her fiancé for a brief moment, huffing at the sight of him staring at the beautiful women stepping out of the elevator. She grunted and looked back forward. 'Unfaithful as well.' she thought, clutching her bags angrily as she made her way to the suite.

"Ah, hallo there Lili, it's nice to see you. ...Basch." The Austrian greeted at the female nation with a smile, then looked at Switzerland with a slight frown, and glanced back at his sibling, regaining his polite tone, "Which class do you have if I may ask? I have 1st. Serve for entertainment you see."

"Good day, Mr. Edelstein, it's nice to see you too," she greeted back in a soft and shy tone, "We have 2nd class, too bad. But we'll see each other around, right? Eh? Oh! Coming, big bruder! Good day, Mr. Edelstein!" she called, bowing her head politely to Roderich before following after Basch hurriedly.

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