ZombieTalia

[[OOC: Pfft I was cheering for England SO WHY NOT?

YAY SPAIN HAS TWO GOALS!]]

~Canada~

"Hey, it's better than nothing, and at least we're inside now. Would you like to go back outside?" I said teasingly. "Besides, is anyone else feeling a bit hungry? I'll go make pancakes, also just in case Alfred decides on coming over, which I have a feeling he will." I went into the kitchen to start making pancakes.

( :D Spain scored again)

Romano-

"what's a pancake?" Romano asked Canada.

[[OOC: lD]]

~Canada~

A few minutes later, I walked in with a big platter stacked high with pancakes. I placed them on the table in front of the others. "These are pancakes."

Romano-

"oh, for a moment I thought it was going to be something with Hungary and her frying pan" Romano said with a shudder.

[[OOC: Beautiful memories~

*thinks of my Prussia* >D

*thinks about the whole Hungary scene*

*shudders* NOT OTTAWA D:]]


~Canada~

"Hungary? What would pancakes have to do with Hungary?" I asked innocently as I gave everyone forks, knives and a plate.

(xD)

~Romano~

"oh, never mind then, just don't ask her about it or you'll find out" Romano warned while grabbing one of the plates.

~Canada~

"Okay, I won't, then." I replied as I drenched my pancakes in maple syrup and ate them happily.

[[OOC: Canada doesn't mind having zombies stalking him~ //baseball'd]]

~Russia~

I grabbed a fork, got my pancakes and poured a bit of vodka on my pancakes. I ate the pancakes. "These are-" I stopped to finish chewing "-pretty good"

~America~

Graaghhh...

"Mattie! This isn't funny anymore! Stop it, already! You scared me, ha ha, good one, but please stop it now!" I had been watching a movie when a zombie literally walked in. I mistook it for Canada in a costume, but when it didn't give up the act, I started to panic. I grabbed my pistol and ran to my garage to take out my chainsaw. Wrrrryyyyy! The zombie wasn't anything more than a bloodied heap after I was through with it. Oh god... Mattie! I have to go help him! I quickly ran over to his house and knocked urgently on it. "Mattie, Mattie! Open up, it's Al!"

~Canada~

"Ah, that would be Al, then." I said casually as I strolled over to the door and opened it to discover the terrified American. "Hé, Al! Come on in. Romano and Russia are in here as well," I told him as I let him in. As I did so, I spotted something behind him - a group of zombies. "The zombies are back, everyone!" I announced loudly, preparing my bow and arrows.

[[OOC: Killed zombie count: 2

Yay.]]

~America~

"Thanks a ton, bro!" I exclaimed, turning around to face the zombies. The roar of my chainsaw nearly deafened my ears, but I didn't really care. "Mad World style, dudes! C'mon - don't be afraid of some dead things!" I shouted over the growl of the engine, though, deep down, I was pretty scared of the zombies myself. Taking a deep breath - I rushed towards them, mowing down any that came towards me.

~Russia~

I grabbed my pipe and went to the door. I took a deep breath. This is what they get for destroying my house! I started crushing the skulls of the zombies. "You zombies shall become one with Russia!". I looked at all the zombies "I don't think they took my weapons. If we go to what remains house we can take some of the weapons for ourselves. Oh, and we need to get Russia-Cat."

~America~

"What? My totaly heroic chainsaw and pistol aren't enough?" I asked, forcing my voice not to shake from fear. This is like a nightmare becomin' real! I shot several zombies down, but soon switched back to my chainsaw, due to its effectiveness. "So Russia, dude, where's your house again?"

~Canada~

"Don't be so ungrateful, Al. He may have some worthy weapons, and you can't survive on a chainsaw and a pistol alone. Besides, I'm bound to run out of arrows as well, and Russia may have extras." I retorted as I shot a zombie in the knee, causing it to fall.

[[OOC: I used to be a zombie like you... But then I took an arrow to the knee. Now I'm a crawling zombie.]]

~Russia~

I hit the zombies on the head faster. "If we destroy enough of the zombies we can run to my house." I took a second pipe out of my coat and started killing them twice as fast. "When its safe to go, we can run to my house. Hopefully the zombies havn't destroyed everything. I think Russia-Cat should be able to defend himself. I hope he's okay."

Sealand- The Little Person Who Totally Kicks Butt
Allied with whoevers still alive

Accepted!

~Sealand~

I ran around screaming "HOOPLA HOOPLA!" and then cowered behind Russia.

[[OOC: I didn't say accepted, but... YOU READ MY MIND! And... *sits back and puts on sunglasses* ONE LESS POST TO EDIT.

Welcome to the site, Sea~ I know I already said hi, but, I tend to say more than needed.

You can call me Cany or Mattie ^^ I hope you don't mind me calling you Sea, since I call everyone by their nicknames XD]]

~Canada~

"C'est vrai. There's a small path over here, and if we hurry, we can still make it," I said, pointing towards the clear road. Hopefully the zombies won't come back for a while... I heard some shouts and I turned to catch a glimpse of Sealand before he hid behind Russia. "Sealand...? What are you doing here?"

[[OOC: *Puts on shades. I was on the computer right next to her. ]]

~Russia~

"We should be able to make it if we run really fast!" I said. I grabbed Sealand and put him in my coat. I ran at the speed a run from Belarus down the clear road. Runrunrunrunrunrunrunrunrunrinrunrunrunrunrunrunrunrunrun! Pretend you're running from Belarus who's planning the wedding of you her! Save Russia-Cat!

[[OOC: Niiiiiceeee. *puts shades on as well*]]

~Canada~

Nodding, I ran after Russia, ignoring any of the zombies that tried to come after us. Run like the wind!

[[OOC: Short post is short but oh well. I have writer's block.]]