Zombie Survival; Nowhere to hide...

[BobSevenSevens]

Name: Bob   Health: Alright    Status: Ready to go
Inventory: Dual .44 Magnums w/speed reloader with 6/120 shells, 2 knives, Katana sword, Backpack, hand-crank radio/flashlight, first-aid kit, Binoculars, rations, radio transmitter stuff, 4 Twinkies
Location: Car shop On Birch Lake, NY

I see the note on the windshield and run over to the girl. I inject the vaccine into the girl, and put her in the back. I tell Jason to hold on to her. I hope that I wasn't too late to save her.

Bob: We're going to Fort Ticonderoga. Hell, it's a fort, for god's sake. It has big, high, stone walls for defense and enough room to grow our own food. While we were in the cabin, I grabbed all of these potato, vegetable, grain, and corn seeds.
Anyone in disagreement?

Everyone else (except unconscious girl): Nope, sounds good.


Name: Bob   Health: Alright    Status: Driving, hoping girl won't turn
Inventory: Dual .44 Magnums w/speed reloader with 6/120 shells, 2 knives, Katana sword, Backpack, hand-crank radio/flashlight, first-aid kit, Binoculars, rations, radio transmitter stuff, 4 Twinkies, crop seeds
Location: Driving to Fort Ticonderoga, NY

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[Lugnut]

Name: Karan Sjet    Health:  Perfect     Status: confuddled
Inventory: Doctor stuff
Location: Portland Oregon

I don't know what is wrong with ash. Blood samples show an abnormal amount of oxygen in the bloodstream. And about five percent of an unknown substance, but it fits with the margin of error on the device we scanned it with.
The wound is closing rapidly. I have no idea how long until its closed, or if it even makes a difference.
I haven't slept for nearly two days, and I just heard Duncans voice...
There it goes again...
Now I hear footsteps...
Name: Karan Sjet    Health:  Perfect     Status: tired
Inventory: Doctor stuff
Location: Portland Oregon

"Karan, we just heard Duncans voice coming from the morgue and..."
Was the last thing he heard as he faded into sleep.

[Fireboy]

Name: Alex   Health: Major shoulder wound    Status: Waking
Inventory: Nothing, stuff is in bob's backpack
Location: Car

Alex: wha......who....[collapses again]

Name: Alex   Health: Major shoulder wound    Status: Unconcious, needs medical care.
Inventory: Nothing, stuff is in bob's backpack
Location: Car

[BobSevenSevens]

Name: Bob   Health: Alright    Status: Driving, hoping girl won't turn
Inventory: Dual .44 Magnums w/speed reloader with 6/120 shells, 2 knives, Katana sword, Backpack, hand-crank radio/flashlight, first-aid kit, Binoculars, rations, radio transmitter stuff, 4 Twinkies, crop seeds
Location: Driving to Fort Ticonderoga, NY

Bob: Jason, was that Alex?

Jason: Yeah, he doesn't look too good.

Bob: [passes Jason medkit] Here, take this medkit and patch him up.

Jason: OK.

Jason proceeds to patch Alex up while I focus on driving.



Name: Bob   Health: Alright    Status: Driving,
Inventory: Dual .44 Magnums w/speed reloader with 6/120 shells, 2 knives, Katana sword, Backpack, hand-crank radio/flashlight, first-aid kit, Binoculars, rations, radio transmitter stuff, 4 Twinkies, crop seeds
Location: Driving to Fort Ticonderoga, NY

[Sonicfangirl11]

Name:Lina Yinure
Health:Bitten [x2], cured
Status:Disoriented
Equipment:Blade on a stick, Desert Eagle [2], Extra Clips [1],Backpack full of food,First Aid,Molotov
Location:Car

[Lina:Ugh...Wh...where...am I...?] Lina looked around, to find herself in the back of a car, with a few other people. She tried to sit up, but her body ached. She thought to herself:[I can't tell if I'm alive or if I'm dead.] She passed out again though from her wounds, which weren't bandaged very well and bleeding a lot.

[Sonicfangirl11]

[Lugnut]

You just bumped a 35 minute bump.
It wasn't even six down the list.

[Sonicfangirl11]

You just bumped a 35 minute bump.
It wasn't even six down the list.

My bad. I honestly don't even know if it's just at the top for me and for others. Ifeelstupidasdf

[Blaze0]

I focus on driving.

I'm driving you twat.

[Altered]

Name: Austin
Health: 100
Status: Thinking
Inventory: Nothing, it's all put up in my closet
Location: OSHU

This hospital is more boring than the gas station back in Philadelphia. I'm borderline insane from the mass amount of thinking and boredom I've gotten from this hospital. Some of the people here are nice ^{_{(especialy a doctor named Karan I met when I arrived and the military trooper, James Avas, which is the trooper who informed me about the Canadian jets)}} but lots of the residents are either unfriendly, insane or just not willing to make friends, making this a very boring place. The insommia is making me tired and I forgot to get my unread Star Wars books from my home in Tennessee so I can't read anything. My eyes are starting to sting and I'm yawning alot but my body just won't let me loving sleep. I hear someone's voice and I recognize it as Duncan, "the crazy pastor who's half infected", as James calls him. It's making my insommia grow and I decide to go out into the hallways and just walk around until my boredom lulls my to sleep...

[lordfeline]

hold it. Duncans not dead? I thought watcher killed him off in a fit a jerkishness.

[Lugnut]

Duncan is very dead. You won't be controlling him.
I am, once I wake up, going to make a motherloving breakthrough

[lordfeline]

Name: Willy McNelly
Health: a little battered [90]
Status: woozy
Inventory: 10mm pistol [5], spare clips [2], ID, Police badge, keys to squad car #23
Location: a block away from OSHU

Willy stumbled against the wall of a derelict coffe shop. he was still a little woozy from his hallucinations. after taking a moment to get his bearings, he looked down the street at the large brick hosipital. there were other people there. he could hear the. Willy decided he would go there after he made a quick scavenging run in the coffe shop.

The door crumbles beneath Willy`s heavy boot. a single bulb illuminates the room. Willy immediatley jumps the counter and finds what hes looking for. coffe. bags of it. he grabs a pair of smaller bags, and exits the kitchen. on his way out, a glint of metal catchs his eye. a flashlight was laying on the counter. he grabs it and exits the coffe shop, and begins walking to OSHU.

Willy begins banging on the main doors to the hospital.
"Hey! lemme in! Im a survivor!"
the does not open.
"Ive got coffe.... its yours if you let me in."

[LeeroyBlockhead]

Name: Ash
Health: 92 (Working against the infection)
Status: Fighting hard.
Location: Quarantine, OSHU.

I continued the fight against the infection. It started to lessen, and slowly dissappear. But it would likely be back. Likely. I lost most of my strength, and my vision clouded with black.

Name: Ash
Health: 94 (Unconsious)
Status: K.O'd.
Location: Quarantine, OSHU.

[Alpha Command]

Name: Mark Vendek      Health: Cut on left shoulder      Status: Worried

Inventory: Desert Eagle (32/128 rounds), butcher knife, flare

Location: NYC, near Empire State Building

I run past some crashed and burning cars on Fifth Avenue as the State Building begins to crumble behind me. My jacket gets caught on a car door and I rip the jacket off, brushing my cut. I draw a breath as a sharp, strong pain travels up my arm.
I look back at the building as see zombies pouring out of it. I fire a few rounds from my Desert Eagle at them. Suddenly, the top of the Empire State Building creaks and snaps off. I watch as the tip falls 102 stories, then hits the ground, squashing several zombies.
The others climb over the wreckage and continue pursuing me. I run faster until I reach a small helipad, complete with helicopter. The side is slightly squashed, but I get in and hide in the back. I wait, Desert Eagle aimed at the doorway, as I hear a clattering of feet outside. My heart speeds up and becomes almost as loud as the State Building crumbling nearby. Sweat beads on my forehead.
I wait for what was either several minutes or hours. Then I slowly move into the roosterpit and look outside. Half the Empire state building is lying over the ground in areas, and deep footprints indicate that the horde of zombies ran off somewhere west. I wipe the sweat off my forehead, get out of the chopper and run off towards the State Building.