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Post by Malaysia on Sept 26, 2012 7:07:59 GMT -5
Malaysia picked up a sharp looking metal rod. She slam it once on the floor to check if it was stable and would not break easily. She smirked. It was a perfect tool. Even though they have weapons, Malaysia believed that they should use weapons on the floor to save their weapons for the real thing. "This should be okay..." Mal turned around to tell her other teammates about her idea.
Malaysia's eyes widened as she saw the even more disgustung looking zombie that she thought SK killed charging up on the very SK. She wanted to scream but nothing was coming out of her throat. She looked at SK only to realise that he was searching for something on the ground. If she could give herself a facepalm, she would. Does'nt he notice the decayed human a few inches away from his head?
Without much thinking, Mal lift the metal rod and aimed it quickly at the disgusting creature that was once human. Begging for forgiveness, she threw the metal rod, like it was an arrow and she was the bow, at the creature. Making the metal rod go through it's head. The zombie fell to the ground, but she knew it was still "alive". She shivered at the sight of the metal rod halfway through the creature.
"Keep your guard up bodou!" Malaysia screamed angrily at him, "You could have turn into one of them !" Mal was upset that he was'nt paying attention to the creature, but most importantly afraid that he will get hurt. Nobdy should try to get hurt.
She glance over at the zombie. It still was'nt dead yet.
(( bodou- Malay word for stupid))
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Post by Zombies on Sept 26, 2012 19:43:18 GMT -5
Paying no attention to the metal rod that had just entered through its eye and had entered its forebrain, the zombie moaned loudly and shakily got back up, angered that he was yet again unable to get its food. It was standing right next to it, so close, yet so far. It was only out of pure instinct that the horrid monstrosity roared loudly before swinging its arms at the nation in front of it in an effort to take his head right off his shoulders witht he powerful swing. The hand was large enough to cover the side of the nation's face, especially since it was bulging with ingrown muscles, so if it connected, the strike would most definitely break the human's skull, jaw, and perhaps even neck, if not decapitate him completely. The zombie did not know all this, but it could feel that getting its prey to stop moving would be the first move to make.
From the outskirts, drawn in from its cries, regular zombies started poking out, joining the large zombie in its quest for food. Yet they did not approach the large zombie, and instead went for the living flesh elsewhere, which included the other nation standing a bit by the side. She had long hair, and many of the zombies recalled, at the sight of hair, that the fibery feeling was unpleasant to the tongue, so the first thing they did was go for her limbs, ready to tear out chunks to eat.
[[May I inform you that you cannot kill the zombie until you find the way to defeat it, and it is only me that can judge whether or not you've found it. Good luck.]]
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Post by [x] South Korea on Sept 28, 2012 21:36:56 GMT -5
Korea gasped slightly, turning to catch sight of a more regular looking zombie (or at least as normal as they got) with it's sights apparently on Malaysia's brown hair.
"Malaysia! Watch out!" He yelled, keeping his eyes on the absurdly tall, deformed zombie that was bearing down on them. A stick would be useful at this moment, but seeing as he didn't have anything of the sort and didn't want to waste any time by scavenging around on the ground looking for one. That would be silly, anyways, something may be able to get him from the back.
Taking a few steps backwards, the dark haired nation tilted his head backwards to see if there was a nearby tree he could climb and possibly use that to his advantage against the lumbering zombie.
But, there was still the issue of Malaysia. Hopefully she could take care of herself against a few normal zombies, with the help of Denmark, of course. Working together was probably the best solution during situations such as these.
Grabbing hold of a branch, he agilely pulled himself up as quick as he could, praying internally that nothing grabbed him and dragged him back down. That would be painful and probably leave him without breath for a while. All the while making sure to keep an eye on his fellow nations, just in case something happened.
[[Oooooooooooh]]
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Post by Malaysia on Sept 29, 2012 7:32:07 GMT -5
Malaysia turned around. Her eyes widened as she saw a zombie was about to attack her. Immediately, she started runing to another direction, away from the regular looking zombies. "S-shit..." she muttered under her breath. First, she was'nt good at running. Second, she realise that SK has "retreated" to a nearby tree. And third, a zombie manage to grab her by her braids. It started to pull her braids, trying to get her nearer to the bunch of zombies, who seems to be ready to tear her limb by limb.
Malaysia groaned as she felt her hair being pulled. Like they wanted to tear her hair off first. That is so not going to happen to her hair. Malaysia tried to break free, but it feels like more zombies were pulling her hair. This is bad. She can,t break free. Mal took out her parang and tired to attack the zombie, but she can't turn around and attack them now! She would just get bitten. The chances of not getting bitten are very high if she turn around and attack them. The only way is to...
Mal gulped and took a deep breath. Its only not to get bitten and turn into one of them. Mal took the parang to her hair and cut off the part where it was pulling from, letting the zombies fall behind and making her able to break free.
Malaysia ran a further distance before stopping and look back, she stared at the cut of hair on the ground and back at her hair. It was up to her elbow now. She cursed the zombies for making her to cut her hair. Mal took out a rubberband from her pouch and tied her hair up, this was what was left of her hair. She was really upset this time. She took out some kitchen knives from her pouch and threw it at the zombies that were charging at her. Hopefully someone will help her soon.
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Post by Denmark on Oct 15, 2012 8:14:35 GMT -5
Denmark stared in shock at the size of the thing, it was huge! Not only tall, but wide. That thing was dangerous. So so dangerous. And it was fast.
Maybe not fast in a 100 mile an hour fast, but for a zombie, that thing could move.
Denmark shook his head slightly, now wasn't the time to over think things! Now was the time to attack! He looked around sharply at the sound of groans and felt his heart sink as smaller zombies stumbled towards them, but they weren't after him.
Dodging a blow from the giant mutated zombie in front of him Denmark rolled over the hard ground, careful not to stab himself with his own axe, feeling a bit annoyed for having such a bulky weapon in a fight that would obviously need speed.
He noted that South Korea had fled up a tree and considered joining him, before he heard the sound of running footsteps. Denmark looked around to see Malaysia being pursued by the "normal" zombies, and it looked like she'd already had a close call.
"Come on!" Denmark shouted at South Korea, not waiting for a reply, moving out of the range of the giant zombie, towards the heavily outnumbered Malaysia. He skirted round the edge of the mass of moving flesh to join her.
"You ok?" Denmark didn't look at her, but hefted his axe up, facing the oncoming horde, seeing the other zombie had decided to follow him as well.
There was two of them on this side, facing the horrible creatures, and on the other, South Korea. Hopefully their team work could eliminate the small ones, even if the new zombie did not appear to have any vulnerabilities.
[[Sorry this is so late, I've been busy and ill and stuff D: ]]
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Post by Malaysia on Oct 24, 2012 2:49:00 GMT -5
((Its okay Denny!! :3 ))
"You ok?" She heard Denmakr ask.
"Am I okay...?" She muttered. An invisible dark arua was flowing out of her now. SHe clutched on to whatever hair was left on her. Mal took a metal pole on the floor and hold it tightly on her hands. She looked at the zombies. A weird yet freaky smile appeared on her face. Without anwering Denmark's question, she ran up to the zombies, letting out a battle cry. Using a lot of strength, she whacked the zombie's, which was right in front of her, head like it was a pinata. Blood splattered on her uniform and dirtied the surroundings.
"I'm not happy yet." She said.
Mal swing the metal pole around like it was as light as a feather and smashed another zombie's head, making almost her whole body dirtied with guts and blood. She peirced the pole into another zombie's head. Kicking it, it fell on the ground. She peirce the metal pole in and out of it so many time that there were too many holes in his head. A dark chuckles forced it's way out of Mal's mouth.
She was'nt herself right now.
((Sorry for the late post XD. But your guys are okay with Dark! Mal right? ^^; ))
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