Author Topic: Zombie survival; PK1M Pandemic  (Read 74027 times)

Inventory:
2 toilet paper rolls
2 hands
2 feet
1 lead pipe
duct tape
my asscrack
katana

Rules
1. Firearms is extremely hard to come by so I don't want to see people randomly starting with guns in every post.

2. There are no organisations, anyone in some sort of friend organisation stop. You are ment to be an average person trying to survive the Infection

3. This is not Left For Dead. If I see anyone talking about tanks (Exept the heavily armored war machines invented in early WWII), hunters, witches, smokers or any other zombie related to LFD you will be highly flamed.

4. Do not copy other peoples posts or get facts from them, I have seen people copying my posts for starters and it pisses me off that these 10 year old starfishs have no imagination, When I was your age I was writting short stories, thinking of ideas for movies and playing with my friends. Your generation sucks ass.

5. If you get hurt like, you lose an eye or a leg, or mabye just a cut. Act REALISTICLY, lose an eye in this situation and you are dead, a leg-Dead, a cut-Healable.

6. If you feel like you want to die and you die, just die. You may make another character and start all over again, it is fine by me.

7. Not all the zombies are slow, nor are they all fast. They were people and I like to think of it as, The faster and more athletic the person was when alive, the faster the zombie, Or the lazier someone was, the slower they are. So that is ok for different types of zombies.

Fast-A fast zombie-Fast in past life.
Slow-A slow zombie-Slow in past life.

Add to OP now!
I only get weapons from dead people,survivors,gun stores,wal-mart. :)

Profile - Shafin
Weaponry - My pillowcase, a rusty nail, and handcuffs tied to me hands :(
Clothing - Prison Clothes
Inventory - One half-finished bowl of soup. Small packet of chocolate. One small soda.

I awake from my prison room. I looked around remembering what happened and where I am. I see that I'm stuck in a prison cell for years now and I haven't been able to get out. I've gone quite used to my life now and it just seems the world is a dull place. Suddenly, as I decide to finish my soup, I hear the alarms ringing and the place being locked down. I hear screams and noises and a person shouting "THE INFECTION IS HERE"
I get up instantly and attempt to get out, to my surprise, the door was unlocked. It appeared that the guard who tried to open mine to escape was dead, slashed by some horrible beast. I went into my cell and took my pillow case for some defense, took an old nail and planted it into my collar, and attempted to use the dead guard's key to open my handcuffs. After a few hard attempts, I managed to open and my hands were free! I took the .44 pistol from the holster and equipped it into my hand. I checked the guard for anymore salvages but all I got was his ID card, a set of keys, a small bag with two donuts left, and gum-sticks. I hastily gobbled the two donuts before putting the gum-sticks back to the guard. I took off his belt and equipped it, a hanged the keys at the belt and strapped the card to the side. Then I took his cap and I continued on to the hallways.

OP updated, thanks for all your help -Red-. Oh, I corrected a few spelling and grammar errors in the rules post.

Lol, I still did good concidering typing with an ipad can be fustrating.

I look out of the window as the plane takes off, thinking of Philippe. His screams echo through my head. I turn my head and look towards the front of the plane. There is a man, he looks extremely odd. He is hunched over with a large jacket over himself, He is almost twitching. I walk over to see if he is ok,
"Hello, Are you ok?"
He turns at me and I see his blood shot eyes.
"Infected!"
He jumps up onto me knocking me back onto some seats! He is leaning over me, I force him and hold him up as he trys to bite me. Two other passengers pull him back, but he turns round and bites one in the neck before coming back for me! The second person picks up a fire extinguisher and slams it on the zombies head. He pulls it back and hits it again in the face, knees it in the chin and smashes his foot down on its head.
"Thankyou!" I gasp. He replies,
"No problem, Hi my name's Peter."
"Hey, I'm Tim."
"Nice to meet you, Tim. Come on lets go see the pilot."
We walk into the cabin and find the pilot eating his co pilot.
"How the hell did this happen!" Peter says.
The pilot flys to his feet and runs at Peter. Peter punches the pilot in the face. The pilot falls lifeless.
The plane starts to tip, an alarm goes off and people start to scream.
"Tim, We have to get this plane down safely!" Peter shouts.
"How? I can't fly this!"
The plane flys through a cloud and we can now see the feint outline of the ground below us, getting closer and closer. Peter grabs the controls and pulls the stick as far back as he can.
The planes falling angle levels out a bit.
"Prepare for a crash landing people!" He shouts.
I am flung to the ground as the plane smashes down into the hard ground. People scream as the plane shakes violently scraping across the ground.
I look out at a sign, it looks chinese.
"Peter, what language is that?" I ask.
"Thahttp://forum.blockland.us/index.php?action=post;topic=132206.180;num_replies=184t is Chinese"
A scream echos in the distance.
"We have to get out of here, Tim."
"What about the others?" I reply.
"Their lives are now in their own hands, just like you and me. "Let's go."
Map of China

A very rough draft of how I look:


Nah, I'm ripped apart by the tank.
Right before I die, I ask you to take good care of jake.
Gojira agrees.

You never said we couldn't be a zombie ourselves!

I am a zombie.
I was killed 6 days ago by a tank.
My body was chucked off of a heli.
I wake up as a zombie, with a strong hunger, and the ability to strangely increase 2 front teeth to saber-tooth-tiger size.
I smell a few humans (Gojira and group) nearby.
Huuunnggryy....

Braaaiiinnnzzzzz....

Name, Sky Frost

equipment: a heavy winter coat, big backpack, Crossbow, revolver, tipless gloves, thin t shirt, baseball bat

Inventory: Sleeping bag, box of ramen noodles, handheld water purifier, propane stove, solar powered lantern, first aid kit,Ipod.

As an alasken park ranger, Sky was prepared for many things, a zombie invasion however, was not one of them, so as they over took his little towere, slashing the trusses holding the structure, a small helicopter, with the United states military insignia flew past and dropped a ladder, not having much choice, he hopped a ride. The helicopter soon crashed however, as the pilot was killed by flying debris from an artillery shell. Somehow escaping with his life, he managed to scramble to a nearby ramshackle base of survivors, well guarded as it could possibly be. He had no idea where he was or how he got there, but he intended to make his last days on earth worthwhile!


This is stuff.
I mean, how can a whole country be infected just because an infected plane landed?

No, Almost the whole world is infected, I am not starting it.

Off topic:
OSAKA!!!!!!!!!

Because all of the countries in that part of the world are touching and aren't islands the infection spreads faster and takes over more countries.

China would most likely be gone considering the population of it would bring mass destruction.

loving idiot read the rules!
The tank was there before the rules were layed down.