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Post by Seychelles on Mar 1, 2013 20:31:39 GMT -5
((Its been a loooooooooooooooong time since I posted so I wanna make an event ;w; ))
From where Sey was standing, she could see the forest and the destroyed town. Buildings were half destroyed, giving enough shelter to animals that still live. Why couldn't the zombies just eat the animals instead? More humans would have been alive. Most of the Trees in the forest has died for unknown reason. Seychelles really missed the feeling of humans surrounding her. She misses her home.
Sey took a piece of fish cracker and placed it in her mouth. She used to share this with the children of her home. As she munches on the cracker, many memories of her home started to poke her heart. Tears were about to fall of her eyes and onto her cheeks.
"BANG!!"
A sound of gunshot from the Forest could be heard.
Sey stood up and looked at the forest. Can it be? Is there still humans left? What if that was another nation? Questions started mingling with her brain. She wanted to know.
"BANG! BANG!"
Sey took her shovel and sling it on her back, while picking up for air pistol and loading it with amo. She placed a box of leftover amo in her bag and took out a blunt pencil and a crumple price of sweet wrapper. She started writing, "I heard a gun shot from the forest, I will check it out." And sticked it on a pole, hoping someone would find the note.
"BANG BANG BANG"
With that, she left for the forest. As dense as she is, she left alone.
((AAAAAAAAAH MY WRITING HAS NOT BEEN IMROVING AT ALLLL !!))
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Post by Czech Republic on Mar 1, 2013 21:55:24 GMT -5
It was a fine afternoon Czech had decided whilst she sat perched up in her favorite tree within the forests. At times when she needed peace or just wanted a moment to herself she'd retreat to the large sturdy hemlock she had marked when she first went Scouting in the woods. The reason why it was her favorite was because it was an ideal location; it was high up from the ground so that nothing could see her but was low enough so she could catch any far off sounds and smells. Plus it felt so comfortable to just sit on one of its strong branches, lean back against the tree trunk and begin sewing, knitting or perhaps croquetting whatever suited her fancy.
Once she had reached her branch she smoothed out her skirt and turned her gaze above her where she had put a sewing bag from long ago that held all the supplies she needed to relax. Setting her rifle's sling onto another branch for safe keeping she now reached up just above her head and took hold of the embroidered bag with a smile present on her face. Reaching in she pulled out a hankercheif she had been left unfinished. Taking her needle she set to work with yellow thread starting to create lovely daffofils silently humming an old folk song to herself feeling right at home.
BANG!
The hairs on Czech's neck stood on end on the sudden gunshot her hands fumbling with the needle, nearly dropping her hankercheif from surprise. She sat their her eyes looking left, then right wondering where the hell that came from.
BANG! BANG!
She jumped again hairs on end her body stiffened. Usually the older nation was unphased but this had her jumping due to the fact that she had not seen nor heard nor smelled any other nations when she came by here. So naturally she wondered who the hell shot that gun?
Before she could even ponder it further her ears heard the sound of a pair of feet moving with in the woods. Sharp eyes fell to the forest floor observing with great scuntiny. However she found herself relaxing just slightly when she saw that it was in fact a fellow female nation, a little one at that!
A smile touched her face...it was the cute little girl who her childhood friend France cared for Seychelles. Well she should at least say hello! "Seychelles!" Still sitting on her branch she gazed down at the young nation beneath her no doubt gaining her attention as she gave a wave. "Ahoj!"
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Post by Seychelles on Mar 2, 2013 21:07:07 GMT -5
Sey paused and turned around. That voice sounded so familiar... She look up to see a familiar brunette calling her. A smile slapped her face as she waved to Czech. "Hello Czech!!~" the happy-go-lucky called to Czech. Sey took a few steps to the tree where her friend was sitting on. That's when she remembered what she was doing before she met Czech.
"Sorry Czech! I'm going to find out what is that gunshot noise." Brocken English came out of her mouth. She was too excited to get her words right. "Be right back!!~" Sey turned around and continue running to where the source of the gunshot was.
((GAH so short sorry Im running out of time ;3; ))
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Post by Czech Republic on Mar 2, 2013 21:14:45 GMT -5
"Well that was rather rude..."
Czech muttered to herself being a lady of impeccable manners. She watched the young lady run off making her eyes widen and her neck hairs stand on end. It was obvious Sey did not know what to do in this forest...you never ran unless being chased. Running made loud noises which could ever so easily attract unwanted creatures who could want to make a meal of you.
Cramming her hankercheif in the bag and grabbing her gun she climbed down the tree then jumped when at a sutable distance then took off after the little nation. She really couldn't help herself...her motherly instints were telling her that Sey was going to find trouble if she continued to not be so careful in these woods.
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Post by Seychelles on Apr 16, 2013 20:43:27 GMT -5
"Humans!" Sey told herself. She couldn't wait to find them. Jumping over the bushes and running faster than a Italian, she couldn't wait to see the humans.
A loud groan could be heard from behind her. A chill went down her spin as her face turned pale. Sey turned around hoping it wasn't the living dead.
If only what she hope was true. Sey took out her shovel and tried to fend herself. Using a lot of her strength, the unpolished blood covered shovel slapped the zombie's head, unattaching its head from it's body, the head flew to the left and hit a tree. Blood covered the bark of the crooked tree and the head slowly slide down the bark. Sey panted heavily, she walked towards the distorted head. Lifting the shovel up she slammed it down on the zombie's head. Blood splatter onto her body.
"There goes my white shirt" She groaned as she made her way into the forest
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Post by Czech Republic on Apr 30, 2013 5:19:26 GMT -5
In little to no time Czech had found Seychelles and found herself coloured slightly surprised at the sight of the Zombie. She gave a slightly impressed nod to it ackwolding the skill as it should have been, yet knew that she should not in any way excuse the child for her recklessness. Her gaze turned up to the young lady who was walking away from her about to say something but froze in place as her very sharp ears head something in the distance.
"Seychelles..." Knowing the girl would turn to her direction she knew she'd probably less than pleased to see a gun aimed in her general direction. Almost instantly Czech gave her a reassuring gaze aiming in silence while placing on a look of concentration. "Seychelles don't move." The trigger was pulled and seemed to have whizzed right past Seychelles' cheek. Some would think that she missed her intended target but the loud moan and the thud of a body only proved that she did in fact hit her target as the now headless Zombie stumbled forward from the brush and fell with a thud.
Pushing the hair from her face she strolled over to Seychelles, not looking very pleased to say the least. "You silly girl." The slightly taller nation looked down on Seychelles a look of worry in her pools while trying to seem very angry with her. "You do not go running about the forest like its a playground...you need to move as silent as possible and be completely aware of everything around you or else you'll end up as a snack!"
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