Okay guys! This is a place where I'm going to dump all the ideas that I'm probably never going to use.
Most of them will probably be either KHR or Hetalia, so, have fun. If you want to use them, feel free, but please contact me so that I can see how they turn out! Also, I really like America, so most of my fanficions are focused on him, but most you could probably change so that it is about a character you want.
So, enjoy these stories I probably will never write completely!
In the year 2013, a nuclear war broke out, raging all over the world. By the end of it, very few people were really left and surviving. In the process of this, many Nations died too, their populations completely dead, not a single person alive. Others simple went into comas, not enough order in their land for them to be awake, but enough people alive for them to continue to exist,
40 years afterward, in one of the broken cities in America, two people live together, stealing what they need, robbing when they needed money, anything to stay alive. The group of two grew to a group of five, then to nine, reaching roughly 30 people eventually. This people became an organized gang called Cassidy Sundance, after the two people who were a scourge to the Wild West many years ago. Whether this group was good or evil, it was organized, more organized than most things.
In an old house that had been around since the founding of America, a blonde haired American slept soundlessly, seeming almost like a corpse.
Then, for the first time in years, the American opened his blue eyes and took in a deep breath of the nuclear-rich air.
Okay, things that I really want:
I've been playing with the idea that he doesn't remember who he is (your choice though)
There are only five or so other Nations still alive