Author Topic: Zombie Survival; A Dangerous Path...  (Read 11536 times)


Uh, who are you and how did you get with us.
Go back and read some earlier posts


Mind i ask why time is running out?

Name: Austin
Location: Tennessee
Status: Trying to call other survivors
Health: 100/100
Power: Inventer - I make stuff better and faster than anyone else
Inventory: Scoped Slug Shotgun (SSS) and 50 shells

I'm in my room with my CB radio hooked up to a radio transmitter that lets me broadcast over pretty much all of Tennessee, part of Kentucky and Alabama. I keep trying to contact someone, but nobody answers. Trevor walks in and tells me that they alread did what I did, which is why there are alot of survivors here. "They moved here from Kentucky and Alabama, and even parts of Mississippi and Georgia". I said "Oh" and turned off the CB radio. I then asked if there was another way to contact survivors. "We've told other survivor groups to repair radio stations to contact survivors, and so far we have contacted the entire eastern USA and one station in England. A few are trying to do western advancement but not very many people are responding in the west." The radio system requested for Trevor to attend a meeting. "I have to go. See you later." He left and I decided to take a nap. Fighting zombies is hard work.

Name: Justin
Location: New York
Status: Excited!
Health: 100/100
Power: Fanboy - People who insult, dishonor or in any other way negatively comments on his idol, will have a knife in their head before they know it.
Inventory: Mom's Kitchen Knife


I was watching my idol perform. It was my favorite song and I almost didn't notice how quiet it was. After a while in the show, I heard some screams and the camera stopped moving. After that I heard several screams from my idol, screaming things like, "Why!?" and "What made you like this!? You're crazy!" for almost a minute before ending with a quiet "Ooh." I passed out.

Name: Justin
Location: New York
Status: Passed out.
Health: 95/100
Power: Fanboy - People who insult, dishonor or in any other way negatively comments on his idol, will have a knife in their head before they know it.
Inventory: Mom's Kitchen Knife
« Last Edit: August 23, 2011, 04:16:56 PM by Sickan »

Name: Jacov
Age: 17
Health: 65/100
Power: 57/100
Ability: Deadshot - When I use a rifle, I have 100% accuracy at 250 yards or less, and when I use a pistol, I have 85% accuracy at 25 yards or less.
Status: In the air over the Atlantic Ocean
Inventory: Dad's knife (6.5 inches), my knife (4.5 inches), wallet with $30.47, 3 shirts, 2 pairs of pants, a flashlight, a G19 .50 AE with 6 rounds in the magazine, 3 15-round magazines in reserve.
Equipped: G19 .50 AE

After a few hours I wake up. Something's wrong. The engines have stopped and the power is out.
"What's going on?!" I yell, unable to control myself.
"NO FUEL!" hollers Aleks.
"WHAT?!"
"WE HAVE NO DAMN FUEL!"
"Oh... stuff."
I've read enough books to know what happens when you run out of fuel.

Name: Jacov
Health: 70/100
Power: 61/100
Status: Panicking!
Inventory: Dad's knife (6.5 inches), my knife (4.5 inches), wallet with $30.47, 3 shirts, 2 pairs of pants, flashlight, G19 .50 AE (6 rounds in magazine), 3 15-round magazines in reserve
Equipped: G19 .50 AE

  • Name: Aleks Raimes
  • Location: Heathrow Int'l Airport, London, England
  • Status: Well-rested
  • Health: 89/100
  • Power: Sitting Duck - When using a rifle, my accuracy increases by 20%, but my firerate decreases by 50%.
  • Inventory: One (1) Bloody Shovel, Two (2) Cans of Black Beans, One (1) Match & Matchbook, One (1) Backpack, 10 (Ten) Molotov roostertails, One (1) FN Hershel M16A1 (16 - 200)
  • Currently Equipped: None



The situation with me and Flemming was a bit weird, ever since he saw me making out with Max's girl companion, named Natalie.

Anyway, we landed in London at about 10 AM on September 3rd. I landed the plane smoothly this time, and we disembarked. To our surprise, the airport was active, with survivors all getting into planes and taking off, but none landing.

"What the hell..?" I questioned, looking around.

"Seems like a mass exodus to me." Max said, after walking up next to me.

Suddenly, there was a loud crash, and I looked behind us to see a flaming Cessna slam into the ground about a mile away. A mass of survivors stopped what they were doing, and ran towards the plane's approximate location.

"Okay, this is loving freaky." Flemming shuddered, and pulled out his gun. It looked as if he was ready to shoot them.

"Calm down, Flemming." Who knew if the survivors had guns?

"So Max. What do we do now?" Natalie asked.

"We drive into the city center."



  • Name: Aleks Raimes
  • Location: On a road in England
  • Status: Well-rested, freaked out
  • Health: 95/100
  • Power: Sitting Duck - When using a rifle, my accuracy increases by 20%, but my firerate decreases by 50%.
  • Inventory: One (1) Bloody Shovel, Two (2) Cans of Black Beans, One (1) Match & Matchbook, One (1) Backpack, 10 (Ten) Molotov roostertails, One (1) FN Hershel M16A1 (16 - 200)
  • Currently Equipped: FN Hershel M16A1 (16 - 200)

-snip-

No.

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...whatever.


Name: Jacov
Age: 17
Health: 70/100
Power: 61/100
Ability: Deadshot - When I use a rifle, I have 100% accuracy at 250 yards or less, and when I use a pistol, I have 85% accuracy at 25 yards or less.
Status: On the ground
Inventory: Dad's knife (6.5 inches), my knife (4.5 inches), wallet with $30.47, 3 shirts, 2 pairs of pants, a flashlight, a G19 .50 AE with 6 rounds in the magazine, 3 15-round magazines in reserve.
Equipped: G19 .50 GI

I hop in the van.
"This seems oh so familiar." I moan.
"I know. That's what happened to you."
"Exactly my point."
As we drive towards the city center, I wonder how this even started.
"STOP!"
The van screeches to a halt. I leap out and draw my Glock. There's a horde of zombies coming at me and the van. I fire a bullet at the lead zombie. It misses the lead zombie but hits another one behind it.
"Damn!" I pop a few more rounds into the zombie's heads. All of them are hits, and five zombies fall dead. I reload my Glock.
What do we do now?

Name: Jacov
Health: 75/100
Power: 66/100
Status: Slaughtering zombies
Inventory: Dad's knife (6.5 inches), my knife (4.5 inches), wallet with $30.47, 3 shirts, 2 pairs of pants, flashlight, G19 .50 AE (15 rounds in magazine), 2 15-round magazines in reserve
Equipped: G19 .50 GI
« Last Edit: August 23, 2011, 07:33:12 PM by Gojira »

  • Name: Aleks Raimes
  • Location: On a road in England
  • Status: Well-rested, freaked out
  • Health: 95/100
  • Power: Sitting Duck - When using a rifle, my accuracy increases by 20%, but my firerate decreases by 50%.
  • Inventory: One (1) Bloody Shovel, Two (2) Cans of Black Beans, One (1) Match & Matchbook, One (1) Backpack, 10 (Ten) Molotov roostertails, One (1) FN Hershel M16A1 (16 - 200)
  • Currently Equipped: FN Hershel M16A1 (16 - 200)



I leaned out the driver window, and yelled at Jacov.

"Get the hell back in the van!" I yelled, and he started running. Just before Jacov jumped back in the van, I caught a glimpse of the Cessna.

I should have known.



  • Name: Aleks Raimes
  • Location: On a road in England
  • Status: Well-rested, freaked out
  • Health: 95/100
  • Power: Sitting Duck - When using a rifle, my accuracy increases by 20%, but my firerate decreases by 50%.
  • Inventory: One (1) Bloody Shovel, Two (2) Cans of Black Beans, One (1) Match & Matchbook, One (1) Backpack, 10 (Ten) Molotov roostertails, One (1) FN Hershel M16A1 (16 - 200)
  • Currently Equipped: FN Hershel M16A1 (16 - 200)

Name: Max Nappy
Location: On a road in England
Status: Excited
Health: 85/100
Power: Power of the Prat (Inactive)- When angered, my melee attacks become stronger by 50%, I fire weapons faster, but my accuracy decreases by half, and the chances that I attack other survivors is increased by 25%
Inventory: Nothing :c

Jacov dove into the van. "GIVE ME THE WHEEL!" I shouted. Aleks backed up, and I FLOORED it through the zombies. "KEEP GOING BUDDY!" I said to the van. We eventually got through the group, but the van wasn't looking very good. I slid around a corner. "OH GOODY, BIG BEN!" I said with a smile. "Why is that a good thing?!" Aleks asked. "Because, I'm going to teach those prats a lesson for sending me to America!" I shouted. "WHAT?!" Aleks said.
WHAT DO YOU DO? (Sorry, not in the mood to type long stuff today :U)

Name: Max Nappy
Location: On a road in England
Status: Excited
Health: 85/100
Power: Power of the Prat (Inactive)- When angered, my melee attacks become stronger by 50%, I fire weapons faster, but my accuracy decreases by half, and the chances that I attack other survivors is increased by 25%
Inventory: Nothing :c
« Last Edit: August 23, 2011, 08:10:45 PM by Jokey365 »

  • Name: Jacov
  • Health: 79/100
  • Power: 70/100
  • Status: Slaughtering zombies
  • Inventory: Dad's knife (6.5 inches), my knife (4.5 inches), wallet with $30.47, 3 shirts, 2 pairs of pants, flashlight, G19 .50 GI (15 rounds in magazine), 2 15-round magazines in reserve
  • Equipped: G19 .50 GI

I hop back in the van, and I see Aleks looking at something.

It's the Cessna. Surrounded by zombies.
We drive toward it, weapons out.

What do we do now?

  • Name: Jacov
  • Health: 84/100
  • Power: 70/100
  • Status: Freaked out
  • Inventory: Dad's knife (6.5 inches), my knife (4.5 inches), wallet with $30.47, 3 shirts, 2 pairs of pants, flashlight, G19 .50 GI (15 rounds in magazine), 2 15-round magazines in reserve
  • Equipped: G19 .50 GI
Here's an image just to give you an idea of what the cessna looks like right now:


Name: Johnathan
Location: Near Jacov     
Status: Hopeful     
Health: 98/100
Power: Marksman (If that counts as a power)
Inventory: (1) Bloody Axe(s) (1)  Double Eagle M56C CQB Short Shotgun (13 Rounds left) (1) Flare (Slowly running out)
I was just a normal Officer until I saw the infection spreading, I ran using up most of my ammo on the Zombies until I saw a black van, I set off the flare hoping they could see me. "HEY! GUYS!!! GUYS!!!"
Name: Johnathan
Location: Near Jacov     
Status: Hopeful     
Health: 98/100
Power: Marksman (If that counts as a power)
Inventory: (1) Baton(s) (1)  Double Eagle M56C CQB Short Shotgun (13 Rounds left) (1) Flare (Slowly running out)
« Last Edit: August 23, 2011, 08:13:55 PM by Decepticon »

Marksman is like Deadshot.