Zombie Survival; Nowhere to hide...

[GGwolf]

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[GGwolf]

                                                Name:Drenian
                                       Status:Running for my life
                                                Health:95/100
Inv:Drenian:6mm airsoft pistol (8/15),pump airsoft shotgun (120/120),300 BB container,backpack,sword Bridger:M16 looking airsoft gun(100/100,backpack,canned food
                                     Location:Utah west Jordan

Drenian:"Lets see if any one is at the school."

Bridger:"Ok."

We start walking toward the school and a zombie starts coming out of an alley,

I take one look and slice him with my dads sword. Then we run for the school,

we make it and it seems the principal is still alive with the teachers they had barricaded the doors and windows there was three zombies at the door.

Me and Bridger took them out and told them to let us in.

They unbarricaded the door and let us in and then rebarricaded it.

We asked if they had any weapons,the said no so i guess me and Bridger had the only weapons.

"Its a good thing we have chairs then." I said

                                                Name:Drenian
                                       Status:Hidding in the school
                                                Health:100/100
Inv:Drenian:6mm airsoft pistol (8/15),pump airsoft shotgun (120/120),300 BB container,backpack,sword Bridger:M16 looking airsoft gun(96/100),backpack,canned food
                     Location:Utah west Jordan Riverside elementary

[Celtic Wolf]

Name: Frank Johnson Health: 70% Status: Defending farmhouse with Bob's group
Inventory: .357 Magnum (6/36), pitchfork, bread, butcher knife Location: Farmhouse

Turns out these guys aren't looters after all, they're just on the run. I get introduced by Bob to Matthews, Ash, and Markus, when we hear screeches from outside. I ready my .357 at the boarded-up door...

Two zombies charge at the door. I shoot the first and it drops, moaning, to the ground, while the other receives a bullet to the face from Markus's revolver. A horde of zombies start grabbing at the boards...

We can't hold this place forever. We need a way out.

Name: Frank Johnson Health: 70% Status: Defending farmhouse with Bob's group
Inventory: .357 Magnum (5/36), pitchfork, bread, butcher knife Location: Farmhouse

[BobSevenSevens]

Name: Bob   Health: 80/100   Status: Keeping an eye out for zombies
Inventory: M14 w/makeshift bayonet with 20/37 rounds (7.62 mm) Dual .44 Magnums (holstered) w/speed reloader with 6/6/99 shells (.44 rounds), Sword Launcher (2 uses), Spear Mortar (1 use), radio transmitter stuff,hand-crank radio/flashlight, Katana sword, Backpack, Big medkit (8 uses left), 8 vials of zombie "cure" Binoculars, rations, 3 Twinkies, crop seeds, small vial of healing stuff/syringe for it
Location: Farmhouse along Route 56, PA

I let Markus and Frank take out the first two zombies that hit our defenses, while I think of a plan. Finally, I have one.

Bob: Hey Frank, you have any whiskey?

Frank: Yeah, in the kitchen. Why?

Bob: I have a plan. Cover me.

I run to the kitchen, grab a bottle of whiskey, a newspaper, and a lighter. I stick the newspaper in the whiskey bottle, and run outside. I yell, "Hey zombies, get your rotting asses over here!"

Naturally, they all start running towards me. As soon they're in a big horde, I light the newly-made Molotov, and throw it at the horde. They all get lit on fire and die. I get hit by a few chunks of flying glass, but get no major injuries.

I go back inside and say to everyone, "I have an escape plan."

Everyone: What?

Bob: We go back to the car, get it back here, fix it up, and get to my bomb shelter in New York. It's my "survival house," it's packed with enough food to last until most of the zombies rot away, stuff to keep us occupied, some guns and ammo, and a radio, so we know what's going on. Everyone OK with that?

Everyone: Sounds like a plan.

We all go to the broken car. It turns out the wheels are still good, and we roll it back to the farmhouse, where I start working on it.

Car completion: 5%


Name: Bob   Health: 79/100   Status: Working on car
Inventory: M14 w/makeshift bayonet with 20/37 rounds (7.62 mm) Dual .44 Magnums (holstered) w/speed reloader with 6/6/99 shells (.44 rounds), Sword Launcher (2 uses), Spear Mortar (1 use), radio transmitter stuff,hand-crank radio/flashlight, Katana sword, Backpack, Big medkit (8 uses left), 8 vials of zombie "cure" Binoculars, rations, 3 Twinkies, crop seeds, small vial of healing stuff/syringe for it
Location: Farmhouse along Route 56, PA

[Deus Ex]

Zombies do not rot. The disease prevents the normal micro-organisms and such from eating infected flesh. :B

[lordfeline]

Zombies do not rot. The disease prevents the normal micro-organisms and such from eating infected flesh. :B

The estimated "life span" of a zombie- the amount of time it takes them to rot away- is three to five years.

zombies do rot, albeit slowly.

[Deus Ex]

What zombie guide did you read?

[LeeroyBlockhead]

Name: Ash & Matthews

Equipment: Ash: G3, USP Match (Full ammo in both) | Matthews: Beretta, frag grenades, Double Barrel (10 shots to reload with, 2 in gun)

Location: Farmhouse alongside 1946 Route  56

Status:Both are fine.

[lordfeline]

What zombie guide did you read?

THE ZOMBIE SURVIVAL GUIDE
BY MAX BROOKS
PAGES <INSERT PAGE HERE>

[Deus Ex]

I did too, but must have misread or something. Huh.

[Celtic Wolf]

Name: Frank Johnson Health: 70% Status: Grabbing tools
Inventory: .357 Magnum (5/36), pitchfork, bread, butcher knife Location: Farmhouse

I head out of the house with Markus to search for tools to help fix the car. We head out to the tool shed and find a wrench, a box of nails, a hammer, a few nuts and bolts, and a can of oil. I grab the wrench and oil and Markus gets the rest.

We hear some moans from outside and I know there are still zombies around. Slipping another round into my .357, I kick open the door and run for the house...

A zombie charges me and I shoot it, but another tackles me from behind and I struggle to keep its mashing teeth from my neck.

Name: Frank Johnson Health: 70% Status: OH CRAP OH CRAP OH GOD NO NO NOOOOO
Inventory: .357 Magnum (5/35), oil, wrench, pitchfork, bread, butcher knife Location: Farm

[lordfeline]

I did too, but must have misread or something. Huh.

its in the first few pages where it describes the undead, after the part about heir senses.

[LeeroyBlockhead]

Name: Ash & Matthews

Equipment: Ash: G3, USP Match (Full ammo in both) | Matthews: Beretta, frag grenades, Double Barrel (10 shots to reload with, 2 in gun)

Location: Farmhouse alongside 1946 Route  56

Status:Ash: Firing G3. Matthews: Blasting.

I, Matthews, aimed my double barrel, and blasted a zombie off of Frank's back, as Ash kept me covered, as I slammed in a new shell. | I fired off my G3, taking out several zombies.

[BobSevenSevens]

Name: Bob   Health: 80/100 (small cuts healed)   Status: Working on car
Inventory: M14 w/makeshift bayonet with 20/37 rounds (7.62 mm) Dual .44 Magnums (holstered) w/speed reloader with 6/6/99 shells (.44 rounds), Sword Launcher (2 uses), Spear Mortar (1 use), radio transmitter stuff,hand-crank radio/flashlight, Katana sword, Backpack, Big medkit (8 uses left), 8 vials of zombie "cure" Binoculars, rations, 3 Twinkies, crop seeds, small vial of healing stuff/syringe for it
Location: Farmhouse along Route 56, PA

I hear some gunfire outside, and go to investigate. Everything seems fine, so I go back to working on the car.

Car Completion: 15%

By the time I stop for a brake, it's 11:00 PM. I ask Ash and Matthews to keep watch, while everyone else goes to sleep and I keep working on the car until I fall asleep.

 They agree.

Name: Bob   Health: 80/100   Status: Working on car, Tired
Inventory: M14 w/makeshift bayonet with 20/37 rounds (7.62 mm) Dual .44 Magnums (holstered) w/speed reloader with 6/6/99 shells (.44 rounds), Sword Launcher (2 uses), Spear Mortar (1 use), radio transmitter stuff,hand-crank radio/flashlight, Katana sword, Backpack, Big medkit (8 uses left), 8 vials of zombie "cure" Binoculars, rations, 3 Twinkies, crop seeds, small vial of healing stuff/syringe for it
Location: Farmhouse along Route 56, PA

[Blockoverlord]

name Sgt.William -Deceased- enter new Atlas here ______ johnny Ingram age 15 inventory Metal Baseball Bat aka the crusher 70-Damage. i hope my dads OK... [ William ] "as i am walking down the Dirt road i spot a black hawk passing nearby" whoa the military is here... " spots a farmhouse" i want to go there but... well ill take my chances.