Zombie survival; PK1M Pandemic

[athey123]

I walk out with my hands up and say, "Hello, don't shoot me. My name is Glimp Thread."

I say, "Would you like to join out team? We are mostly survivors. I'm Once. Thats Blaze and his dog Jake. That's Aijora. If you want to join, grab your weapons and hop on the chopper."

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[Gojira]

Arijog, but that's fine. I think we should try to get to Australia. Australia, according to some talk that I overheard, is the safest place in the world.

[athey123]

I yell to the pilot " We need to get to Australia. We will cover you incase of zombies." I look for the pilot's answer. he nods. We begin to head east, stopping at desert locations for fuel.

[Gojira]

Like zombie fighter pilots in planes are gonna atta- AAAAAAAH HOW IS THAT EVEN POSSIBLE

<shoots pilot in head>

-10 .22 ammo

[athey123]

I clean my M82 scope often. There are no blurs, scrapes or scratches. It was given to me by my father. I all ways make headshots with it. While cleaning it, i see a odd lump in the ground. I attach the scope and sling the M82 on my back, and grab my uzi. I tell everyone else to cover me. I walk towards it slowly and a zombie rises from it. I let lose a mag of bullets from it, and the zombies stumbles. I  roll back and reload, while my teammates fire. He goes down. I breathe. Then i check the chopper. nothing in or on it.

[Deus Ex]

I agree with red.
How the hell does a kid shoot a zombie jet fighter pilot in the HEAD?
Get real people.

[-Red-]

Thankyou for reading my post :3, I thought I might be the only one reading other peoples.
                                                                                                                                                                                       
We land in Montpellier after a few hours of flying. We are taken to our temporary acomidations where we will stay until our flight it arranged.
"How, This place is great! It's like the infection never happened." I exclaim.
"Oui, I like it also." Replies Philippe.
We are on the top floor of the appartment building, I walk up to the huge windows and look out at the hustle and bustle of the city centre.
As the day moves on and the sun begins to set, I fall asleep thinking that the infection may not turn out all that bad after all.

I wake up to the sound of gunfire and screaming. It is still night. I run to the window and look out franticly, Soldiers are gunning down people, no wait...those people are INFECTED!

"Philippe, Wake up, wake the hell up now!" I shout.
"Huh, What?!" He groans.
"Zombies, In the safe zone!" still shouting "We have to get to the choppers!"
Philippe jumps to his feet and gets dressed, picks up his gun and unlocks the door. I cower behind Philippe as we walk down the passage way towards the stairwell. A lady runs out of here room with a massive bite wound on her right shoulder, she runs and trips over off of the stair railings.
"Stay behind me." Ushers Philippe.
"We should hurry up, We don't want them leaving without us!" I reply.
We walk down to the bottom of the building, A zombie jumps out from behind the reception desk, Philippe shoots it imediatelly mid air.
We run outside, Me trying to keep up. Philippe picks off zombies as we go. I climb up onto a bin and then onto the helipad, Philippe follows but is dragged back by another zombie. He turns and shoots it.
"More behin you!" I shout.
He turns around as one jumps on his back, It takes a chunk out of his shoulder and tears at him on the floor. The screams muffled by the sound of the helicopter.
"No!!!" I shout, trying to run towards him.
A soldier grabs me by the arms and picks me up, I kick frantically.
"Philippe, No! Philippe!"
I continue to shout until the helicopter lifts off and heads to the airport.The fires of the safe zone pierce the dead blackness of the night.
The helicopter lands in Monto Ricallo airport and we are put onto aeroplanes. I look out of the window as the plane takes off.
It's heading... Australia.

[-Red-]

I'm trying to build up some sort of story which will make a good read. I find it more interesting than just writting journal entries. I know you are ment to keep them short, but I am suppyling maps, so I assume I can get away with it.
Gonna add map of spain.

[Gojira]

I agree with red.
How the hell does a kid shoot a zombie jet fighter pilot in the HEAD?
Get real people.

Extreme EXTREME luck.

[AssassinDevil2]

I kill survivors, Blaze...

[PowerDag]

A barely marked note reads:

"I keep hearing noises"

The bottom of the note is ripped and splattered in blood. Written in it is this.

"YOU WILL NEVER SURVIVE"

[Gojira]

Over the Indian ocean, we get shot down by a missile from a zombie plane. We all survive, but I broke my leg.

-50 speed!
-10 health!

We put on our lifevests, inflate our lifeboat, and paddle to the australian shore.

[Scarpelt]

(This is getting loving ridiculous, guys.)

Jesus, my head... What wait the hell happened?!

The entire town is being overrun. People are fighting other people who aren't even infected!

It looks like I've been looted. Some cigarette took all my weapons except for my M9, which is safely tucked away in my safe. I open the safe and take my M9. Damnit, and there's only 2 Magazines!

A Militia Officer runs up to me while holding a Riot Shield and a Glock.

Officer: You Charlie?
Me: Yeah.
Officer: Good, we found you're weapons and arranged a ride for you, It'll take you to the last non-infected city in the World. Follow me!

He started leading me towards the CDC Center, which conveniently had a Helipad. We both get onto the Helicopter. Heading for the last non-infected city in the world...

Juneau.   

[athey123]

Over the Indian ocean, we get shot down by a missile from a zombie plane. We all survive, but I broke my leg.

-50 speed!
-10 health!

We put on our lifevests, inflate our lifeboat, and paddle to the australian shore.

we are about 2 miles of and nothing is lost, so once we get to shore, we dry and clean our weapons. the pilots died but we survived. Now we have t find a hospital, I say. I begin to look for a map.

[Supreme Guy]

Australia.

Huzzah.



Current position:

In Mackay (a bit above Rockhampton)



Also, despite that looking like A LOT of infection, Australia is very unpopulated and the only really infected ares are the coast towns and stuff

Logs:
FIRST DAY OF SURVIVOUR'IN:
Since the parents have been gone for 5 hours, 3 hours longer than the expected 2, I've started cadin' up the house with my dog CC.

Shame my parents and sister had to go the Eistedfod thingo. I'd told them they'd get nommed by zombies.


SECOND DAY OF SURVIVOUR'IN:
Man, a whole day on my own, I can't even believed I got to sleep, the zombie population seems to be rising.
I need to get out of here and head to Tassie, it's completely safe there I hear.


THIRD DAY OF SURVIVOUR'IN:
I've gotten necesary food supplies and some nick-nacks and loaded them into the car.
I don't know how to drive, but hopefully the roads should be empty enough for me to get outta here.


FOURTH DAY OF SURVIVOUR'IN:
Goodie, I got CC and I out of town, I even picked up this guy who calles himself "Zoge". He's a rather strange fella.
I forgot to pack the map but Zoge brought along his own so we'll be fine.

FIFTH DAY OF SURVIVOUR'IN:
I'm out somewhere in the outback.
We've passed plenty of empty houses with misc supplies inn'em.
Zoge's being a real help.

SIXTH DAY OF SURVIVOUR'IN:
Zoge'n'me have started staying at the big ol' mansion we found in a deserted town. We'll be staying there until we can get to the quarantined zones where we'll see if military folks and help us out.

Current position: