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Title: It was not meant that we should voyage far. [6/?]
Fandom: Axis Powers Hetalia/Echo Bazaar
Characters: Every nation ever at one point or another. This part: Ireland, America, Canada, England, Northern Ireland, Hong Kong, Australia, Belgium, and a few random extras.
Rating: PG-13 for this chapter.
Summary: An Echo Bazaar crossover AU. Fallen London: once capital of the British Empire, now home of the Bazaar, a mile underground and a boat ride away from Hell itself. Deep. Dark. Expensive. Marvellous. Here you can find everything from immortality, to unnervingly good mushroom wine.
Or so the stories go.
But stories can rarely be trusted, and all the wildest stories in the world couldn’t have prepared Alfred and Matthew Jones for what they would find when they descended into the fallen city on a journey that would lead them right into the heart of a rebellion against the Masters of the Bazaar themselves…
Word Count: This part: 4298.
Notes: BEFORE WE GO ANY FURTHER, I should note that the Australia I write is a female OC belonging to a friend of mine, who made her up before we had any idea there was a canon one. I’ve grown too attached to writing her to really give her up, so if you have problems with a non-canon Aussie, feel free to stop reading here, I don’t mind. ^^; A-anyway! As always, the continuation of the long haul that started as my NaNo project for last year. :'> The title is from an HP Lovecraft quote, “We live on a placid island of ignorance in the midst of black seas of infinity, and it was not meant that we should voyage far.” Also, good grief, the Isles Siblings actually vaguely get on in this AU. Madness, I tell you.
Warnings: General warnings: A crossover with a (very addictive) online game, a lot of speculation and elaboration on my part on the universe of that game, human!AU, the occasional bit of 1800s sensibilities, and later on in the fic, a lot of OCs. :’> This chapter: NaNo quality writing, some OCs, and a non-canon Australia.
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( Whose name's on your collar Mr Starveling Cat? Come closer, my dear, if you want to read that... )
Fandom: Axis Powers Hetalia/Echo Bazaar
Characters: Every nation ever at one point or another. This part: Ireland, America, Canada, England, Northern Ireland, Hong Kong, Australia, Belgium, and a few random extras.
Rating: PG-13 for this chapter.
Summary: An Echo Bazaar crossover AU. Fallen London: once capital of the British Empire, now home of the Bazaar, a mile underground and a boat ride away from Hell itself. Deep. Dark. Expensive. Marvellous. Here you can find everything from immortality, to unnervingly good mushroom wine.
Or so the stories go.
But stories can rarely be trusted, and all the wildest stories in the world couldn’t have prepared Alfred and Matthew Jones for what they would find when they descended into the fallen city on a journey that would lead them right into the heart of a rebellion against the Masters of the Bazaar themselves…
Word Count: This part: 4298.
Notes: BEFORE WE GO ANY FURTHER, I should note that the Australia I write is a female OC belonging to a friend of mine, who made her up before we had any idea there was a canon one. I’ve grown too attached to writing her to really give her up, so if you have problems with a non-canon Aussie, feel free to stop reading here, I don’t mind. ^^; A-anyway! As always, the continuation of the long haul that started as my NaNo project for last year. :'> The title is from an HP Lovecraft quote, “We live on a placid island of ignorance in the midst of black seas of infinity, and it was not meant that we should voyage far.” Also, good grief, the Isles Siblings actually vaguely get on in this AU. Madness, I tell you.
Warnings: General warnings: A crossover with a (very addictive) online game, a lot of speculation and elaboration on my part on the universe of that game, human!AU, the occasional bit of 1800s sensibilities, and later on in the fic, a lot of OCs. :’> This chapter: NaNo quality writing, some OCs, and a non-canon Australia.
( Whose name's on your collar Mr Starveling Cat? Come closer, my dear, if you want to read that... )
