Living Alone
This is a text-story of a lone survivor of a zombie apocalypse. I will be taking requests from the community on what he should do throughout his hopefully long journey ahead. The communities decisions will decide whether or not he lives or dies, use your knowledge and and wits to aid our survivor.
StoryThe story takes place in 1991, after the Soviet Union collapses, a biochemical plant in Mongolia funded by both the U.S., U.K., Mongolia, China, France, Germany and the U.S.S.R. in a joint operation to create a biological cure for all disease. When the Russians are forced to abandon the project, the extra funding is left behind to the remaining countries.
The U.S. and the U.K. leave the project to fund a war in the Middle East.
Seven years later, France leaves the project as they believe it will go no where.
In 2003, China leaves due to an outbreak of SARS.
In 2007, Germany leaves due to a outbreak of economic cries in Europe.
With lack of efficient supplies and funding, Mongolia with little funding from it's allies shuts down the plant in 2016, sending all foreign scientists and workers back to their home countries. A Mongolian janitor comes into the plant in suicidal rage out of losing his job. He kills two security guards and releases the yet-to-be destroyed biological material.
The release of the material infects northern Mongolia, killing off most of the population. Mongolian officials declare a state of emergency, requesting help from China, Russia, and South Korea. Wind blows the now airborne material into Siberia, killing off local tribes and the farmers who live there. As the material moves across Siberia, into the more-populated Moscow and St. Petersburg killing off millions. The material continues it's devastation out upon Europe, overtaking Italy and eastern France in a matter of weeks. Newly independent Scotland begins closing it's borders to English immigrants. Ireland later closes it's borders to Europeans immigrants before English military fire into the populated regions of Ireland. The material ends up later across the Atlantic into Alaska and Canada. The U.S. and Canada declare marshal law and close it's borders. The material makes it down through central Canada into the U.S. The U.S. splits into Western U.S. and Eastern U.S. but is still overtaken by the pandemic. Mexico and Central America is infected with the material, Cuba turns into a civil war, the military killing all civilians without mercy. Brazil starts opening up Quarantine Shelters that can resist the pandemic and starts helping Argentina and Chile build their own. Argentina and Chile do not survive the infection, but Brazil survives with only three quarantine shelters up and running, as the other four have been breached. Australia and New Zealand are unaffected for a very long period of time, however in 2018, boat loaded with dead bodies reach Australian shore, and the quarantine centers in Brazil are breached. The plague continues to ravage the planet, destroying all human life.
As of now in 2021, 6.7 Billion people have died because of the infection material. 300 Million remain, but still dwindles down, as people leave their protective chambers, or war tears them apart. The infection material has mutated into new forms at least four times a year, and has mutated into a strain that bonds with water, but kills itself off as it does so.
CharacterThe character the community will control is named
Hanns van Claude, from
Austria at age 37.
Right now his story will remain unknown and his hobbies and favorites will remain unknown. Everything you want to know about him will be reveals as the story goes on, but can only be revealed by the community.
Inventory- Three 7.62x51mm NATO full magazines
- Thermos
- Duct Tape
- Bandages
- Morphine Syrette
- Three .45's
- Collapsible Tent
- Sleeping Bag
- One change of clothes
- Binoculars
- Oil Lamp
- Two Glowsticks
- Crowbar
- Heavy-Duty Flashlight
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This is where I get off, I hope you all make wise decisions and guide him through our beloved planet in one peace.
Begin.
Hanns wakes up in a sleeping bag in a small shack in Alfenz Land, Central Austria. Next to him in the shack is your rifle a Steyr SSG-69, a dim oil lamp on his other side, and his backpack at the end of the shack under a work-table. He looks around the room some more, noticing a tractor, and some shelves with paint cans, tools, parts for some sort of vehicle. On the work table is a dead man with a hatchet in his head, he is wearing overalls and there is a Luger hanging out the back of his pants.
