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- About Me...
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Ex-President of Umbrella Corporation (http://z15.invisionfree.com/Umbrella) from the popular online text based RPG Urban Dead.
Huge fan of Resident Evil and a lot of the general zombie sci-fi horror world. Favorite read has to be The Walking Dead by Alan Kirkman and I have to mention that I really preferred Tony Moore's comic book art style than Cliff and Charlie's tell me if you think I am wrong.
- At the time of the zombie outbreak I was...
- Escaping the military base in which I was stationed at. Why would I be running from where most would be running to? Well the military does a good job of securing its weapons and as you could have guessed when the order came out to arm our military members the armory was swamped. When they started handing out weapons it was a very slow process going through all the regular military bullshit even when we have the undead beconing for us from a distance... or so we thought. Very few of us had weapons and even fewer of us had ammo when the zeds got the drop on us. Its not like we had cameras ever 10 feet on the base perimeter so it was easy for the undead to slip through undetected from the woods or at least thats where the strongest concentration of them came from, I assume it was because the local residence was located right on the other side. I was still just waiting in a long line, not like I had much of a choice to leave since they placed the entire base on lock down, it wasn't actually a line anymore since everyone pretty much decided to have a seat during the usual 'hurry up and wait'-ing. People were getting nervous since the amory is located at what could be considered the secluded part of base, close to the flight line and right near, what most were probably considering, an ominous forest. You could here the locals panic as it travelled in the wind. Cars screetching off, glass breaking, people screaming as it appeared anarchy was in full swing on the other side of the fence many of us got nervous. Fear settled in, you could feel it and the andrenaline rush was sure to follow, you could pin point when military discipline was lost and terror took over with the first shout, "They're over there! About 20 of them coming from the woods!". Everyone stood up at this point and chaos ensued. Everyone scrambling to get either towards the armory or in the opposite direction of the shouts. The winding lines of body mass shifted into a pile up on the armory. From where I was I knew I had no chance of grabbing a weapon so myself, just like several others in the same predicament, bolted over to our living quarters. Away from the darkness and into light, comforting right? It wasn't enough to just try and avoid having a zed chewing on your leg as we ran, the morons inside the armory started opening up on their own to save themselves! Can't blame them really, who could have kept control? Officers and soldiers a like rushing your sell with threats to kill you if you don't hand them a weapon. I wouldn't say it turned to chaos but there were those who couldn't stay rational. Someone tried ramming one of the gates with their SUV to escape with little success when on the first attempt smashed the SUV and just entagled itself in the now inoperable gate. A lot of us who broke for the barracks felt safe. Their weren't a lot of resources to allow a long haull but it had just what you needed. After getting to my room I looked for the heaviest blunt object which, sadly, was my own guitar. Felt nice to swing but I knew I wouldn't be able to do any heavy bashing like someone with a crowbar or a decent aluminum bat. Following the lead of several others (I was waiting for the chance that maybe some of the dorm residents would return) started breaking into other rooms for better weapons and survival gear. Didn't really know what to look for at first except a better weapon. I found something that supprised me while searching, a sack of marbles. I have a nice collection of paintball weapons so it made the perfect fire arm since none were available. In the frenzy of searching I forgot the most important factor that could save my life, barricades. Luckily I wasn't the only one who remembered. People were tearing out the couches and bunk beds of the nearby rooms to barricade to first floor doors. It took us too long before we had our first 'visitor'. While we had our backs turned the bastard had came out of one of the dorm rooms. We finished him off pretty quick and looking over him we noticed a gunshot wound to the leg and several bite marks that tore through his fatigues. "Must have been one of the unlucky bastards who got shot at the armory." one of the guys exclaimed. We found out it came through the screen of one of the open windows, I guess it caught a glimpse of us passing, that or the light didn't help much. We had a couple guys go around to all the rooms on the bottom floor and start closing windows and curtains. Eventually we finished barricading the first floor with no further incidents. After that we knew we had to immediately barricade the exterior stairwells so the undead cound't reach the upper floors. We split up into two groups and grabbed anyone else still looting to start throwing furniture onto the stairwells. I guess the zombies didn't like that or at least we attracted a lot of them for making all that sound. But it didn't take much to barricade the stair well since one bed frame pretty much handles it. After we the bed frame up we were able to secure it and put some counterweight behind it. It worked out well considering it was so easy to defend and we lost no one. I only had one decent sack of marbles so I had to conserve it. So while we waited for the rest of the guys to bring more furniture, I would wait for the undead to get close to the bed frame then just do my best to get off a head shot. One shot wasn't very effective, but you get about five shots off and you can blow through that skull. That was the first night. This is where I started in the mess. I know there are quite a few others around the base. Question is, "Where do we go from here?".
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Comment Wall (5 comments)
- At 7:37pm on July 9, 2009,
Hellfighter said… - do you know how ft drum faired? any survivors?
- At 5:06pm on November 25, 2008,
nero252 said… - ya its nero
- At 7:46pm on November 23, 2008,
Arianna Blackwell said… - Then we are honored equally and I am proud to stand next to a member of the People's Army. Komradz until the end!
- At 7:17pm on November 23, 2008,
Arianna Blackwell said…
- Hello Komrad President Jackson, I'm honored to be your friend. I'm Arianna Blackwell, or Ari if you prefer. It's nice to meet you.
~Komrad Arianna Blackwell
~Ladywolf and Komrad until the end~
- At 4:36pm on November 22, 2008,
Lek said… - Welcome to our Circle
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