Zombie survival; PK1M Pandemic

[skelolego229]

*silence*

Skelo:I might know.

John:Go for it.

*Truck starts up*

Ryan:Lets see what we can salvage from these dead soldiers.

When did we move from my private island home? we had plenty of things to do there to live our lives in luxury

[Ad Bot]

[Deus Ex]

Dunno...
Devin: Here's an assault rifle and some ammo!
+M16!
+2 CLIPS OF AMMO!

[skyblue6245]

Me: Hey! a glock 17 with some ammo!

STATUS
HP (so to speak): 50/100
Equipment: .22, a pistol, glock 17, and lots of ammo. And some canned food.
Mood: Excited

[Shadowed999]

When did we move from my private island home? we had plenty of things to do there to live our lives in luxury

Don't worry.Remember,you lock it down and sealed off all the entrances from unwanted guest?


(we'll be back)



John:OH stuff a tmp with...half a clip...hey look a MP5 wtih 2 mags and a p228 with err 2 1/2 mags


+Tmp
+1/2 tmp clip
+Extra P228
+P228 mags x2

HP:87.43535345325423425434999666/100.1
Mood:Lets do this stuff

[skelolego229]

Don't worry.Remember,you lock it down and sealed off all the entrances from unwanted guest?


(we'll be back)

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We find animal testing cages and I read the scattered documents

I find the files of a newborn golden laborador
it has markings and blood all over it
I find scribblings like “immortal?!?!”
and “that things a loving zombified beast!!!!”
then I find records that it survived 8 clips of 9mm ammo a full clip of assualt rifle bullets and a blast from an abrams

Then I hear whimpering in one of the cages, the same lab reported, white carrier eyes, and harmless looking

I let him out, unscrew  a needle from a syringe and let him play with the now harmless piece of plastic


Then I see a man crawling on the floor, I try to help, he looks past me, sees the dog, nearly pisses himself and crawls for his life, then the lab growls, in a flash of white the pup becomes a blackened red eyed hellish hound, it takes the man somewhere, and I hear a terrible cry, moments later it returns to me as its pup self and curls up in my arms, I simply smile
Shadowed and dag however nearly have thier jaws on the floor in disbelief

[blazerblock2]

     17:25am EST. The 5^th day.


          I wake up to the usual sounds. Screaming, gunfire, and blood hitting the floor. It terrifies me, gives me nightmares. Then I thought.... "Hey! I never used a .50cal before... why not try now?". I pulled the Desert Eagle out of my bag, loaded it up, and turned the safety off. I found something to shoot at, a mirror, and fired it *Boom* *Shatter* *Crack* forget! "AAAAH forget! MY HAND!!!". I just broke my wrist... damn that thing has kick... Well, better luck next time. I'd better find some kind of first-aid kit. I've seemed to have created a good defense from the infected, several sharpened posts, set in a jagged way around the house, all lit on fire. Remember, they're afraid of it.  Well, I was watching some more TV in the abandoned motel I was staying in. They seem to like to call the infected zombies. Hah! Like I'd ever thought this would happen! At least the dead aren't rising, that would make a helluva lot of more problems. I'm getting better with the swords. I practice everyday, and then test my skills on the "zombies" as well. Well, I guess I'd better start on my journey, cause' GOD my wrist is killing me! They said on TV they're gonna start a survivor's camp. imagine what people would think of themselves if I walked in there. I'm 12, out alone, surviving these horrible creatures, and they're all afraid in a small camp. Pathetic. And so begins the 5^th morning and day of wandering.

P.S. I hate these loving zombies!

[crumper07]

Name: Charles.

I woke up and felt weird. I look out the window and see people. Lots of em. They look strange... I grab my trusty base ball bat and head outside.

[Shadowed999]

Name: Charles.

I woke up and felt weird. I look out the window and see people. Lots of em. They look strange... I grab my trusty base ball bat and head outside.

Name: Charles.

I woke up and felt weird. I look out the window and see people. Lots of em. They look strange... I grab my trusty base ball bat and head outside.

stay inside foo




Profile:John

Day 242 since outbreak


As we land in the area where we got the call from.I hear a scream in the distance.

John:What the?

Skelo:Lets go get this guy

*later*

+1 person to group(Assassin Devil)

Take this

-Tmp
-2 p228s
-7 p228 mags
-1/2 tmp clip
-1Gasmask
-2 Prototype anti-viral treatment vials.(spray form)

[crumper07]

As i head downstairs, i think about what i will do. THe news said something about zombies, So i'll hit a gun story. I get downstairs and look out the door. I hat myself. The people are zombies. Then I scream, realizing the window is open. Thank god i got my bat. The zombies start to climb in. I start swinging. "SOMEONE, HELP ME!" I scream. Hang on, what is that, glinting in the light?

[plad101]

Profile[Plad]
Weapon [Remington 870 20 Guage Shotgun and a Knife]
Cloths[Fedora,leather jacket]
Inventory[nothing]

[plad101]

heads downstairs to my garage and see's my freinds dead body on the kitchen counter it grabs me and i blast its head off runs to the garage door opens it and locks it shut hops into the back of my roadster and grab my knife and ammo hops in and drives off.

[PowerDag]

I realize that I've seen monsters like that dog before. I know just where to go.

Ryan: "John."

John: "Yeah?"

Ryan: "We need to get to Vortec Laboratories."

John: "Vortex Laboratories?"

Ryan: "No, VORTEC."

John: "Ooohhhh. Why?"

Ryan: "I'll tell you later."

I jump into the back of an abandoned SWAT vehicle and gesture for the group to get on. John takes the wheel, and we drive down the road...

[blazerblock2]

     1:48pm, the 7^th day.


          My hand is starting to feel a lot better. I found an ambulance in the past day. I found some salve, gauss tissue, and a sling. I wore the sling, for a while anyways, but took it off because I discovered you can't hold a weapon that great with a sling (Hurr). I found a jar on the side of the road, so I filled it with water to rinse it. Then I thought... What if the water has something to do with the infection?. Better rinse it again, this time with run off water from the recent storm. I was driving along a road, and I started to run out of gas... woops, I'm out of gas. So much for fast transportation... at least I learned to drive a little better. I saw some run off water dripping down the rock beside the road. Jackpot! I rinsed the jar, and filled it with the water. It's been so long since I've drank. I'm so dehydrated. I've been good on food for a while, running on some pig meat from a local butcher, and some jerky I looted from a small "corner store". Damn it's tasty. I took my first drink, it was damn good! I'd never thought water would ever taste this good! I nearly drank it all, refilled and headed out down the road. Just then, I smelled something awful. It was a familiar smell. Like someone hadn't showered in a couple of days. Wait a second... *sniff*sniff* Gross! It's me! I'd forgotten all about hygiene! Then I thought... my teeth! I felt them... they weren't pearly whites I'll tell you that much. I gotta find some place to wash myself. Down the road, I noticed a small diner. Lights on. Open sign up. CHEESEBURGERS. Damn that sounds good right about now, but... my teeth. Maybe I'll just take shelter there for the night.

[plad101]

    1:48pm, the 7^th day.


          My hand is starting to feel a lot better. I found an ambulance in the past day. I found some salve, gauss tissue, and a sling. I wore the sling, for a while anyways, but took it off because I discovered you can't hold a weapon that great with a sling (Hurr). I found a jar on the side of the road, so I filled it with water to rinse it. Then I thought... What if the water has something to do with the infection?. Better rinse it again, this time with run off water from the recent storm. I was driving along a road, and I started to run out of gas... woops, I'm out of gas. So much for fast transportation... at least I learned to drive a little better. I saw some run off water dripping down the rock beside the road. Jackpot! I rinsed the jar, and filled it with the water. It's been so long since I've drank. I'm so dehydrated. I've been good on food for a while, running on some pig meat from a local butcher, and some jerky I looted from a small "corner store". Damn it's tasty. I took my first drink, it was damn good! I'd never thought water would ever taste this good! I nearly drank it all, refilled and headed out down the road. Just then, I smelled something awful. It was a familiar smell. Like someone hadn't showered in a couple of days. Wait a second... *sniff*sniff* Gross! It's me! I'd forgotten all about hygiene! Then I thought... my teeth! I felt them... they weren't pearly whites I'll tell you that much. I gotta find some place to wash myself. Down the road, I noticed a small diner. Lights on. Open sign up. CHEESEBURGERS. Damn that sounds good right about now, but... my teeth. Maybe I'll just take shelter there for the night.

[Roadster crashs] maybe i can stop here [walks in and finds blazer] hey... [looks around and loots cash registers] [looks under the counter] ooh nice + 2 shotgun shells + 1 Colt Phython

[PowerDag]

[Roadster crashs] maybe i can stop here [walks in and finds blazer]

Needs more effort