【 十八 】 ｚｏｍｂｉｅｓ， ｚｏｍｂｉｅｓ ｅ ｖ ｅ ｒ ｙ ｗ ｈ ｅ ｒ ｅ

[politerudeness]

[ Japan was planning to sit there and stay out of trouble initially, and whatever is it that caused him to change his mind, it mattered little now- so much of staying out of battle in general and not getting involved in fights anymore... but, he figures- this does not count as a war, and there's nothing political about this. And it's not like this

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[evers_hacker]

[When all of this started, one of the things April was dreading was seeing someone she knew be turned into one of those thing. So she can only stare in complete shock at Japan, before she steels herself and shakes her head, her grip tightening on the gun she held in her hand as electricity begins to faintly flicker around her.]

... Nope, sorry, but I don't want to be eaten.

(OOC: Alright with anything except infecting and eating c:)

[politerudeness]

[ He gives her a cold, unpleasant smile that cannot possibly belong to him, seemingly not the slightest bit put off by the gun or the flicker. ] Hah, naturally. Nobody wants to be eaten except those who have a death wish. But in this situation that hardly matters.

(OOC: okay, got it o/ )

C

[fuckyeahsealand]

Uwaah? [No this is creepy; taking a few steps back.] You can't eat Sealand!

[OOC: Permission for anything, but Sealand can't be infected or eaten since metal/concrete.]

[politerudeness]

[ And taking the exact amount of steps forward. ] Hm? Why is that?

[OOC: okay o/ SOBBING i feel so awful for this ]

[politerudeness]

[ There's not a flicker of recognition for his friend in his expression. He's as much of a robot as she is in that regard. ]

I see. Well, it isn't unexpected, really. You are not the sort of person to simply surrender, but it was worth a try, I suppose. [ He shrugs, calmly, the gesture almost casual. There's no way to describe how out of place it is. ]

[ OOC: Got it! And yes, that'll be great! SAVE YOUR SISTER, JOHAN. ]

[hungry_monster]

[Anna...why does he let you wander off?]

Another zombie?

[He's holding a gun in his hands.]

Shoot him and let's go Anna.

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[perfectvoice]

[Miku blinks at him in complete surprise, then quickly tries to cover up the exposed bits and patches of metal peeking through her synthetic skin. It's evident that seeing this is painful, as painful as a zombie trying to get to her brain (even though technically, she doesn't have one).]

Ah...please don't!

((OOC: ...Miku is made out of metal how would you even. I am, however, fine with everything else!))

[politerudeness]

[ Tilts his head. ] That is an unsatisfactory answer.

((OOC: LMFAO SOB true Japan should at least realize that but.... ANYWAY okay, got it ;u; ))

[perfectvoice]

Well, you can't! I'm a robot, see?

[And she lets the "scars" show for a moment, lets the light hit the metal peeking out of her synthetic skin.]

[politerudeness]

Ah. [ He seems to actually accept that... y e p. ] I see. Certainly, it does make sense, when I think about it.

:'|

[gezellighe]

[He was making his way home; one could only hunt down zombies for so long and he needed to see how Canada and Hilda were holding out. Holland was confident that they were fine; there was no reason to expect the worse now that they'd been through a few things before.

But that didn't mean he should leave them alone.

He's just setting foot onto Mitchell Rd when Japan steps out in front of him; at first, Holland is too taken aback to speak, the expression on his face somewhere between perturbed and concerned.]

awww yesss let's do this

[politerudeness]

[ Japan does not waver, does not hesitate, not even in the face of his close friend, one of his best friends. For a moment, he is silent, waiting for a response while looking Holland directly in the eye, almost as though trying to pressure him into it. Then, he sighs. ]

Well?

woot

[gezellighe]

[Holland gives a slight sigh, a bit of a huff.]

Well what?

yay

[politerudeness]

I require an answer before I can proceed.