ZombieTalia

[[OOC: Accepted~]]

~Canada~

It had been an ordinary night, just like the others. I was in my room, reading the latest book in this series that Alfred had lent me. It was a horror themed book, filled with lots of zombies and all of those kind of things. I usually didn't like those books, but since he forced me to, I didn't have a choice. The book was starting to scare me at this point, and I was now curls up in my blankets, nervously nibbling on some ketchup chips I had poured into a bowl. Outside, rain splattered ominously on the windows.

Knock, knock, knock.

There was a loud knock on the door, followed by a loud scream. "Did Alfred watch too many horror movies again and needs to sleep over? Ugh, when will he learn...?" I muttered to myself, forcing myself to ignore that fact that I was easily scared as well. I put my book down and took off the blankets. As I was about to leave the room, I took my bow and arrow just in case. I don't know what compelled me to do this, but I was glad I did it.

For when I opened the front door, there stood a zombie. A real one.


[[OOC: Scaredy cat tiem. *runs away*

Yet I'm perfectly fine with HetaOni... I am okay with a nation eating alien that stalks people in a mansion where the time is all messed up but I'm scared of zombies... Okay me. Just okay.]]

(i might die [& become a zombie : D] if i have to rp austria again xD. . . so~)

Romano- da tomato thrower
Whoever's Still Alive~

[[OOC: Lol XD YAY LOVI *Spain yay spazz*

I'm Spanish SO IT'S ALL GOOD.

*adds*

I love the name of our group. Whoever's Still Alive.]]

~Russia~

I was standing right to the Zombie at Canada's house. I was stalking the zombie. I couldn't be seen from Canada's view, but I was there. I poked my head into sight, then swung my pipe to the head of the zombie. The zombie fell to the ground. I stepped into the doorway and smiled. "Check it out! The zombie has became one with Russia, da. Hello, Canada, do you come here often? That's a very cool bow and arrow. Where can I get one? I'll need it for my weapons collection."

~Canada~

"Oh... Um... Bonjour Russia. I didn't see you there..." I said, blushing bright red. If Russia was right there... Does that mean the zombie was a fake? That isn't so scary, then. "Eh? My bow and arrows? Oh, I made them myself. I could teach you if you want some time. Say, what are you doing out here in the rain anyway? Would you like to come inside? I have some empty guest rooms that you can stay in." I wasn't completely thrilled at the idea of having Russia stay over, but I wasn't going to skimp out on generosity any day. Especially on a dark night like this. Okay, Mattie, no more scary books or movies for you any more...

~Russia~

"I was stalking the zombie. A bunch of zombies destroyed my house and stole all of my weapons. I managed to escape with my pipe in hand. I wanted to see what zombies do. If the zombie noticed me then I could just hit it with my pipe and kill it. It walked to your house. It looked like it was planning something, so I killed it." I laughed tiny giggle and went into his house. "I can protect you from the zombies." I sat on the couch. I picked up Canada's book. "I love this book! You should watch the movie. However, I recommend the book over the movie. The darkness totally sets the mood."

~Romano~

"AAAAAAAAHHHHHH!!!" Romano yelled as he ran through the streets outside of Canada's house, where he had just seem Russia go in. He turned around to see the zombies still coming after him, "Help me you jerks!" He called out to the house.

~Canada~

"S-so the zombie was real?" I replied, forcing myself not to squeak as I closed -and locked- the door after Russia walked in. "I thought it was just one of your or Alfred's little pranks!" I paused for a second, realising something. "Oh non...! Alfred and the others! Are they alright?" I asked, ignoring the Russian's recommendation of the zombie book and movie I had been reading. "We should go find them!" I then heard a scream from outside and opened the door to see Romano. "Oh, bonjour, Romano. Comme ça va?" I said sarcastically.

[[OOC: Book Canada is reading: "ZOMBIETALIA: NIGHT OF THE DEAD" //Steve'd//]]

~Romano~

Romano turned to see Canada, "Shut up, America! Save me!~" He wailed as he ran toward Canada, which he mistaked for America

~Canada~

"I'm Canada, not America! And come in, then." I said, sighing loudly, rolling my eyes at the panicking Italian.

~Romano~

"Sorry, you look like like that annoying jerk" He said as he ran into the house.

~Canada~

"I-I look nothing like Alfred!" I complained as I closed the door again and locked it tightly. I glanced outside to see a group of zombies stumbling their way down the street, a lot of the falling down and having to drag themselves back up. "Okay, everybody, make sure you have a weapon in case the zombies break in, which they will probably do at some point. My defense is strong, but I don't want to bet my life on it."


[[OOC: Euro Cup match is about to start! Spain vs Italy! GO SPAIN! 8D]]

~Russia~

I held my pipe in my hand "I'm ready!" I smiled. This should be fun. I can make the zombies one with Russia! I glanced at the zombies in kol-mode. Speaking of becoming one, I need to make Canada's house one with me...maybe later, after the zombie fight. "With my pipe, we'll win. Also, do you have any vodka? Vodka would be good. It's my fuel."

(I kinda hope italy wins x3)

~Romano~


" i have some tomatoes" Romano said while looking around the room for a better weapon.

~Canada~

"That's good." I replied, glad I let Russia into m y house after all. "Vodka? I think there's some in the basement... Let me go check." I went downstairs to look for it, and once I located some behind the couch, I came back upstairs. "France gave me some for free, but I don't really drink, so there's plenty left." I told the Russian as I handed a bottle to him. I turned back to Romano. "That's good enough, I think."

[[OOC: Oh dieu... CANADA YOU

I made an ask account for Chidani! It's called "Chidani" XDDD

SPAAAIN *derp* I'm Spanish, or at least Iberian, which means I'm most likely Spanish. And some of my cousins are Spanish... DOES THAT COUNT? and I have relatives in Portugal.

SPAIN SCORED YAY!]]

(well I'm Mexican : D but ..... Go Italy! Lol)

Romano-

Romano scowled at the tomatoes and sighed.