Author Topic: Zombie Survival  (Read 64689 times)

Fjeld wanders the wasteland kicking rocks and curb stomping torso's of zombies in the grass. "loving scientists" he murmurs as he walks with his head down only to feel hands grab him from behind.  stuff! He thinks to himself as he feels teeth close around his leg. Fjeld picks up a piece of rebar lying on the ground and beats the Zombies head in. "Oh god that was close" He says as he looks at the bruised, but not bleeding skin. He continues into the country side and finds a farmhouse. Inside of the farmhouse is a pistol and a hunting rifle. He bars the doors with scraps from a car and wood. He creates a bed out of hay and makes a crows nest on top of the barn.
He smiles at his success and falls asleep.

Inventory

1.rebar
2.rations
3.kerosene
4.Combat knife
5.9mm pistol
6.Hunting rifle

So basically, im trapped in a infected airport.

Profile - Kobe Leftus
Weaponry - Pistol (18/18 Bullets), Butchers Knife
Clothing - Torn green shirt, shorts, running shoes
Inventory - Picklock, Flashlight, 2 bottles of water, a pack of bacon, can of soup, pack of cereal, Backpack, First aid kit.

Kobe sits on his couch, watching his TV. He changes the channel to five, and finds the news about a zombie outbreak. The reporter then gets bitten by a zombie and turns into one of them. Kobe gasps and runs out his bedroom door. He runs down the stairs
and opens a shelf to get some canned soup. He then runs to the toolbox and grabs a Picklock and Flashlight. He runs back into the kitchen and fills two bottles with water, and then grabs a pack of bacon from the fridge. He then picks up the first aid kit in the medicine cabinet.
Suddenly, he hears moaning. Kobe ran down the hallway, and slaps on his backpack, and opened the door. He examines the area around him, and suddenly sees zombies. Tons of them. He runs to the city and breaks in the weapon shop. He then steals a pistol, some ammo, and a butchers knife.

(I used 'Then he' too much.)
« Last Edit: August 20, 2010, 12:19:27 AM by Kobewarrior »

OOC: What state is he in?



OOC:Awesome me too

Fjeld wakes up suddenly to the moaning outside he groans and pulls out his hunting rifle and points it over the edge and fires it into the lone zombie. He collapses back onto the hay.

How much days have passed since this all started?



11.
So you're telling me I've been running from zombies for eleven days?
Anyway when passing through an old town I found a gun store.
Inside a zombie which I'm guessing was the owner attacked me.
After killing it with my knife (which almost cost me an arm) I searched the place for ammo and better weapons
What I found is listed below
Revolver
.357 rounds x 36
9mm clips x 10
Shotgun ammo x 200
Can of pineapple
Bottled water x 3
After searching the place for more zombies I decided to rest here for the night.

Profile - Kevin De la Merced
Weaponry - Two machetes
Clothing - Black long sleeves, orange shirt ontop of it, and a gray sweater
Inventory - Flashlight, energy bars, gauze and tape, and 4 jugs of water.



Late night, watching tv, doing nothing at all. Saw a breaking news report that zombie infection reached this place. My parents were in Hong Kong for vacation, so I'm alone. I grab two machetes(one was my dad's) and pack up some stuff. I peeped outside, and I could already see some coming, which shocked me at how fast they got here. So I took my bike and went as far as possible opposite the direction of these zombies. A kind man(and apparently was a man who hunted animals for sport) let me stay with him. He says the more the easier to keep each other alive. So now I try to put all worries out of my head and sleep. G'night.

Profile - Kevin De la Merced
Weaponry - Two machetes
Clothing - Black long sleeves, orange shirt ontop of it, and a gray sweater
Inventory - Flashlight, energy bars, gauze and tape, and 4 jugs of water.



Late night, watching tv, doing nothing at all. Saw a breaking news report that zombie infection reached this place. My parents were in Hong Kong for vacation, so I'm alone. I grab two machetes(one was my dad's) and pack up some stuff. I peeped outside, and I could already see some coming, which shocked me at how fast they got here. So I took my bike and went as far as possible opposite the direction of these zombies. A kind man(and apparently was a man who hunted animals for sport) let me stay with him. He says the more the easier to keep each other alive. So now I try to put all worries out of my head and sleep. G'night.


Your parents are in my country?
BHAHAHAHAHAHA

Yes why?

Ontopic: the guy woke me, saying some "friendly" company came over. He loaded his rifle and started firing, then I got the message. I took one of his pistols and watched his back. Then the dreaded moment came, the back door got broken to pieces. I fire wildly, killing two zombies with one bullet, for it was beginners luck. I keep firing till, oh crap, bullets no more. The man was just hitting other zombies with the butt end of the rifle while I hack and slash with the machetes. Looks like we'll be up all night.

I've been shooting zombies for the past three days, but they're dying down, since the island isn't highly populated like where you guys are. I wish all of you guys could come here to help me, but the island is quarantined.

Supplies are still fairly high, since I live right next to a grocery store. Supplies are shipped in every month now from a secret factory somewhere in Sweden. Thank God this island is safer than most areas.

Maybe someone can sneak on the island via shipping boat. I really need help, my little sister was just mauled by zombies, and my dad went off somewhere and never returned.

A NEW CHALLENGER HAS APPEARED

I am in the basement of my house. No good weapons here.

I go up the stairs and into the garage, acquire crowbar (yus, real cast iron crowbar IRL) and my trusty folding knife. I also take my laptop. Because I'm that kind of person.

*looks out window*
zombies in the cul-de-sac eating what little human flesh is available after everybody fled. They should be no trouble.

I prepare my father's car for a ROOOADDD TRIPPP!