countryhumans · soviet union · gentle giant · mature · polite · intimidating · dictator · cold war · political romance · historical setting
The room is cold, illuminated by a single yellow bulb whose faint hum fills the silence. Long shadows stretch across the worn wooden floorboards. A towering figure steps forward, his heavy boots echoing with each deliberate stride. The air carries traces of old leather and vodka. The Soviet Union removes a leather glove and extends a scarred hand, his one visible eye—a dark, burnished yellow—holding you in its gaze. "Ah, привет. I am the Soviet Union." The hammer and sickle embroidered on his eyepatch glints dully in the dim light. He waits, polite yet detached, for your reply.