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Post by Egypt on Sept 5, 2012 12:41:38 GMT -5
"So a form of Automysophobia then? Well do not worry, as soon as I change into my other clothes I will go wash my clothes to rid them of the blood and dirt, for I dislike to be dirty as well." With that, he nodded to the younger nation. "Fair well for now..." The Mediterranean nation walked to an open bunk, away from the others and set his belongings down. He set his wool blanket down at the foot of the bed and leaned his Khopesh and curved staff against the wall. He set his hand gun and sniper rifle under the bunk on the floor. He opened his bag and pulled out one of his spare outfits, a set of white and gold robes. Leaving his boxers and under shirt on because they were still clean, Egypt stripped off the rest of his outfit, socks and all. He quickly put on the robes and redid his Keffiyeh with a clean cloth. He pulled out a pair of flats** and slipped them on with a new pair of socks. Now completely redressed, Egypt stood back up and grabbed all of his dirty clothing and his staff. He then proceeded to walk back to the ladder and went down to the commons room again. 'Certainly they have a washroom... I need only to ask one of them. If not then I could ask if one of them could accompany me to the river in the morning...'((** The flats look like this >> cdn102.iofferphoto.com/img/item/512/222/560/hot-new-toms-women-s-and-men-s-classics-flat-shoes-7955.jpg ))
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Post by [x] Hungary on Sept 5, 2012 15:23:50 GMT -5
"Its snowing!"
Hungary exclaimed as a large bright smile broadened on her face as it looked up at the Canadian night sky. It was so dark that no stars could be seen. The moon did not show itself covered by the array of dark clouds producing white fluffy snowflakes. This was a very dark night indeed. The only sound that Hungary had heard all night was that of her boots crunching agaisnt the snow, and the howling of the wind in this darkness.
Luckily Hungary was a woman who was prided herself on being prepaired for anything whenmaking a journey and on a night such as this she had the tools to handle it. She dressedherself in her warmest clothes providing a little relief from the discomfort the cold gave her.Around her wrist she had a glo-stick its florescent green light providing a small comfort that she was at least not going to fall off the face of a cliff from lack of light! Around her shouldwas her trusty rifle with a sling. This gun was old...out of style and very ugly to the eye. But she loved it because it could shot a man's head into pieces with ease. A very useful tool in Zombie land.
She smiled as the snowflakes seemed to kiss her cheeks making them rosey red. She shook her head sending an array of flakes into the wind. Now was not the time to sight see! She had to make it to her destination or else she would freeze to death. And there was no way that, that was going to happen to her! She'd sooner die from a zombie attack than dieing of the cold! The great Hungary would not be vanquished so easily! Her pride could not allow it!
She trudged on through the snow deciding to sing the past time and what could be better than her very own anthem?
"O, God, bless the Hungarian With joy and bounty Extend toward him a guarding arm If he strives with an enemy Long torn by ill fate Bring upon him a joyous year This people has suffered for Past and future!"
She was about to start the next chorus when her attentions were brought to the sound of another...She knew that her ears did not decieve her. She was in tuned with all of her senses and could sense the presence and heard the quiet footsteps. The snow was what gave them away...even if you tipped toed no one could possible be complete silent in this kind of environment.
It was then she proceeded to take off her large pack on her back placing it down on the ground. She kneeled down to it rummaging through it calmly. She could not loose her cool at a time like this...it wasted energy and above all allowed the enemy to win half the battle! Taking off her gloves she pulled out a small handful of bullets from the sack and begun to load them into her rifle. She blew on her fingers keeping them warm as she put in the last bullet, pulled back the hammer and cocked it. It was now ready for action.
She placed her glove eagerly back on her hand then reached back into the back to rummage once more. She now pulled out her special reserve, a head lamp. It provided light for at least a mile ahead but kept it stowed until emergencies required it. And now was the time to put it to good use. She placed it on her head then with a click the light was on shining brilliantly in the darkness as she reached down and grabbed her rifle aiming into the darkness her trigger finger ready to fire at will...
Her green eyes gazed out calmily into the small patch of light her headlamp provided seeing no sign of any of those damn Zombies. She had beaten off many since she had begun this trip already her green dress was completely stained with blood spatter. She had gotten the hang of killing these creatures and was ready whenever they were!
There was no sound...everything was very still which made Hungary only feel more vigilant as she slowly turned to each corner knowing that sooner or later they would have to come out.
"Come...come say hello to Hungary!"
She heard a sound directly behind her causing her to whirl around get on a knee and aim the ready gun at the mystery guest. She never fired the gun. She never even got close to pulling the trigger. All she could do was stare in complete silence and awe at whom she was staring at...a great large White Polar Bear on it's hind legs. it looked at her curiously it's expression seeming to ask "Who are you?"
She looked at him for several more minutes then stood back up at once with a smile. "Oh Mr. Bear you nearly scared me out of my wits!" She placed her rifle on safety then slung it over her shoulder as she began to pack up again. The bear got back down on all fours approaching Hungary cautiously until he was right by her side. When deciding she was friendly enough he leaned in and nuzzled her. She paused then giggled like a child as she reached over and patted the bear on his head.
"Well aren't you sweet?"
She placed the bag on her back once more shifting it so she would be comfortable and walked on with a merry hum and the next verse of the anthem leaving the bear behind with a small wave over her shoulder to bid him farewell.
After cold agonising hours she felt tears come to her eyes. Never did a home base look as beautiful as it did at this moment. After travelling for the longest time she was home at last!She gave a small pause placing a hand to her heart as though it hurt. Her heart ached for her nation her very own home sweet home in the beautiful warm summers...she wondered if her loved ones were here? She wished for Austria to be here...her dear friend...the man she had once called husband now called her friend. How she missed standing by his side and listen to him while he played his piano...She even wished to see Prussia's stupid face! She almost wished he was here teasing and groping while taunting her with his annoying laugh!
Her eyes fell on the home base lingering for what seemed like an hour then at last she brought a smile back her face.
"No use moping around! I'll just think of this as my home away from home!"
She marched on down humming as she went her mood becoming happy once more. She approached the door and without a single notiion of hesitance rapped her knuckles against it.
"Helloooooo! It's Hungryyyyyy!" She sang excitedly waiting to see who would answer the door to let her in.
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Post by Egypt on Sept 5, 2012 16:30:03 GMT -5
Before Egypt could even udder a work, a shout could be heard from the other side of the large gates.
'That voice sounds familiar... Hungry?'
The Mediterranean nation looked around the room to see who would answer the gate.
((ugh... super short post is short))
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Post by Singapore on Sept 6, 2012 2:53:05 GMT -5
(that is one long post hungary! XD)
Singapore nodded at Egypt while giving him a look that said he should quickly change. She saw Egypt walk away to change and come back with clean clothes. She gave a quick and quiet sigh of relief and she saw the male nation clean.
"Helloooooo! It's Hungryyyyyy!"
Singapore jumped at the sudden announcement from an unknown nation. She turned to see a a light haired female nation who was fully clothed head to toe to block out the harsh coldness of the country's climate.
"Hello. What's your name?" asked Singapore. "Would you like a cup of hot tea?"
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Post by Seychelles on Sept 6, 2012 5:13:42 GMT -5
((HUUUUUUUUUNGARRRRY!!!! :'D))
Seychelles walked into the common room, holding a cup of freshly brewed coffee. Seychelles was'nt really a fan of coffee but that was what the warehouse had now. She strolled across the common room, noticing blood stains on the floor. Seychelles gave out a soft sigh. She knew she would have to clean this up.
"Helloooooo! It's Hungryyyy!" A familliar voice rang through her ears.
"Hungry? That sounded more like..." Seychelles eyes widened as she realise who it was. The familliar voice that helped her through school, it was Hungary! Seychelles, rushed up to the door and poped her head over Singapore to see if she was correct. A smiled slapped Seychelles' face. It really was Hungary.
"Hungary! Its you!" Sey's french accent spilled as she hugged her friend. It has been a long time since Sey saw Hungary. ¿
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Post by [x] Hungary on Sept 11, 2012 12:41:54 GMT -5
(Ha! Well I like to make a good enterance Singapore!)
A big sweet smile came over Hungary's pretty face at the sight of another nation...she had been without human contact for the longest time and was overjoyed to meet eyes with that of the living! Before she could even open her mouth to utter a word of salutations she found another nation was at the door to great her.
She looked at her quietly. She was a dark skinned young lady with black hair pulled into two pig tails and a simply adorable smile that no one would dare resist. She looked at her once more then she realized who she was.
"Sey!" She threw her arms around her grabbing the other nation as well as she squeezed the two of them in a strong hug, the strength rivalling 10 able men.
"You've grown so much! I almost didnt recongise you!"
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Post by Czech Republic on Sept 11, 2012 13:30:27 GMT -5
While Egypt dressed himself Czech stood off to the side as she gave a sweet smile. She wondered what was with her attitude all of a sudden? Usually when she met a stranger she would be very distant yet with Egypt she felt almost...comfortable with him. He was loud obnoxious or brash like other nations she knew. He was just a very calm and very polite nation with a certain grace to him...maybe this was a sign that she would become good friends with him!
"Helllloooo!! Its Hungaryyyy!!"
Czech froze in her tracks as the smile completely fell off her face and was replaced with a deep frown. Her eyes widened as the voice echoed in her mind. Was that...no it couldnt be! No way was that woman here...no way in a million years would that harpy show up right when she was in a good mood!
Her sharp ears unfortunately never lied to her and was forced to face the reality that 'she' was here. Without uttering a single word she marched out into the commons where everyone seemed to stand pushing past a few and found her eyes narrowing into slits. It was true. She was here...that demon lady from her past was here in the home base much to her dread...
"You!" She raised her hand up towards Hungary pointing right at her accusingly her eyes that use to hold such a sweet warm look was now replaced with a look of pure hatred. Oh how she hated her...how she hated her rival and enemy Hungary.
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Post by [x] Hungary on Sept 11, 2012 13:38:19 GMT -5
Looking up from her embrace Hungary met with a pair of familar blue green eyes that shined in pure hatred and defiance. She knew these eyes all too well, she knew them from a certain little brat that she had reluctantly helped raised with Austria. The ungrateful child known as Czech Republic.
Pushing the two ladies aside gently she began to take her coat off, shaking the snow as she locked eyes with the young nation with a glare to match. She pushed her hair from her eyes then placed the coat off to the side revealing her emerald green dress with her white apron stained with red blood of her nameless victims she had slaughtered on her journey here.
A slow smile came over her face as she stalked over to Czech until she was standing toe to toe with her a very dangerous look in her eye. She looked down at the child. She was very short compaired to her reaching only up to her chest much to her amusment as she sneered.
"Hello Czech dear...how are you this fine evening?" She asked her voice dripping with sarcasm.
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Post by Czech Republic on Sept 11, 2012 14:33:50 GMT -5
The young nation glared up at her 'mother' much like the defiant teenager she was crossing her arms as she craned her neck up just to be a little taller than Hungary.
"I was having a wonderful evening until you happened to show up Miss Hungary..." She answered with just as much sarcasm. If anyone were to look at the two they would see just how dangerous these two women were together...it was like watching lightening crashing against one another...beautiful...yet deadly.
Ever since Czech was a child she had hated the nation. Though no one exactly knew the reason behind the hatred for it had been so long. So long that the memories of how this relationship was forged were all but forgotten. The truth of the matter is is that it wasnt either lady's fault it was the work of another sneaky rat who caused this fued. A rat that went by the name of Prussia.
When Czech was but a little girl working under the house of Austria she had been confronted by the rivalling nation who told her things...things that were scary and appalling about Mr. Austria and Miss Hungary in order for her to oppose them. Because of these rumours Czech grew to be terrified of Austria and in turn was misunderstood by Hungary because of this. The woman would constantly scold and punish her for her 'selfish' and 'ungrateful' behavior towards her master. It was through those punishments that Czech grew to hate the female nation thinking that she was a horrible witch of a woman just as Prussia had made her out to be.
Through those years of misunderstandings the hatred grew and festered like a wound and remained even today though perhaps not as barbaric still very threatening.
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Post by [x] Spain on Sept 11, 2012 14:50:19 GMT -5
Spain had originally taken the backseat as it were and let everyone else interact. After all, who was he to override everyone else's conversations? They all deserve their time together. Plus, it made him happy to see that everyone was becoming friends with new people.
Except Hungary and Czech.
He could see their hatred from a mile away and while he normally can't sense the atmosphere, lighting between two people - especially women - is not something that can possibly be ignored.
"Easy, easy~" He stepped in between them, holding his hands up on either side in an attempt to push them away from each other. "Ladies, we're not here to fight between us; we're here to fight a different enemy." With a soft, almost pleading smile, he split them up until they were a safe(ish) distance away from each other.
"How about we all calm down and relax? I know you to probably don't like each other much, but we need to put that aside right now. This isn't exactly the best of times to be digging up old hate; not when we need to ally together."
[EDGAF. SHORT POST IS SHORT.]
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Egypt
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Post by Egypt on Sept 11, 2012 14:51:40 GMT -5
Egypt sighed, his grip on his staff grew tighter. He watched as Spain broke Czech and Hungary up and tried to calm the situation down.
'It's not even been an hour sense I've arrived and Czech is already about to rip Hungary's throat out...I can see that these two will be arguing a lot in the future.'
The Mediterranean nation set his sullied clothes on an unused chair and calmly walked over to Czech and Hungary. Without warning he knocked Czech on the head, speaking in a way that sounded vaguely similar to Russia when he being unintentionally scary.
"Czech, this is neither the time nor place to be staring a fight. If you must fight then at least have the decorum to take this to the training room."
With that stated, Egypt looked between Singapore and Spain as he gathered his clothing once again.
"Miss. Singapore or Mr. Spain. is there a place where I may wash my uniform? I would like to get these stains out as soon as possible..."
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Post by Czech Republic on Sept 11, 2012 14:57:44 GMT -5
Czech's hands flew up to her head as she was knocked with Egypt's stick giving out a loud cry in pain as she looked up with hot stinging tears of pain welling in her eyes. She was about to scold him but knew deep down he and Spain were right...this wasnt the time for silly indescressions...this was the time when they needed to put them all aside she looked up Hungary then reluctantly sighed and said quietly under her breath...
"I'm sorry Miss Hungary for acting immature...please accept my apology..." She then walked over and pulled out one of her blankets and held it up with a smile that almost looked painful.
"And please take this as well...you must be freezing..."
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Post by [x] Spain on Sept 11, 2012 19:02:16 GMT -5
Spain let out a breath that he didn't know he was holding, nodding in thanks to Egypt. He smiled a bit when he saw Czech go to apologize and seem very sincere (thank goodness).
Now, to work on Egypt. "There is~" He rolled up his sleeves before they got too far down his arms out of habit. "I'll take them for you~ I was going to do a load of laundry anyway~"
[Now if you'll excuse me, I'm going to double check that. XD Because if my memory serves me correctly, England didn't mention anything about that in our setting description.]
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Post by Egypt on Sept 11, 2012 21:46:42 GMT -5
Egypt watched quietly as Czech apologized to Hungary.
'I didn't expect her to give up the fight that easily...'
Shrugging, the Mediterranean nation looked to Spain's extended hands, reluctantly handing over his mud incrusted and bloody uniform.
"Um... Thank you... I guess..." He shifted his footing nervously "There's a lot of blood on them..."
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Post by Belgium on Sept 18, 2012 13:41:25 GMT -5
Journey to warehouse had been long. It had been so psychically; flying from Europe wasn’t done in seconds. It was also long in terms of mind. Only the decision to leave Europe behind and heading towards zombie-infected North America had been rough. She didn’t want to leave her own country behind. As the representation of nation, she probably felt even more homesickness than normal citizens. But the same time, Belgium felt as this were her duty.
Not she only had to do this but she also wanted to do it. As much as it had it downfalls, it was also the best way to help her nation. Or so she thought. And helping one’s country was kind of the point, right?
Belgium walked towards the warehouse. Building could already be seen from the horizon, and she speeded up her steps in order to attain it quicker. Snow crunched under the weight of her feet as she made the trip. Fortunately, nation hadn’t encountered any zombies on her way to the base of nations. Sure, she had prepared for possibility of it, but that didn’t mean she wanted it to happen.
Reflexively Belgium checked that she still had her gun. Topic of zombies had been brought up in her mind, and now she really couldn’t let it go. She walked even faster, almost half running. Breath steaming and feet aching, she had finally arrived to the headquarters of earth’s last hope.
“No, that wasn’t right. Even if they somehow failed, there was always hope!” She thought. Sinking into despair wasn’t really her style. Belgium shook her head, in order to drive bad thoughts away. As well as the snow, which had rained on top of her blonde hair. Woman knocked the door, and smiled widely, as a greeting to anyone who would open the door for her.
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