I have always been paranoid of the undead, even before the outbreak. A lot of people said I was crazy, or at least I had issues, well now they are dead...ish, and now I still have issues, but they are a bit different.
Anyway, I found this site. I guess I will use it if I want my story out... incase I don't live to tell it. I'll put my story in the blog section, I don't see anywhere else.
Who am I?
My name is Steven, I was born in California, in October, 1989, but I live in SW Washington now.
What is my goal?
My first and primary goal is to survive. I hope that through this site I found while trying to find information on the outbreaks, I can share my stories to help others survive too.
Where will I go?
I am aiming on evendtually heading North, up into northern Canada or Alaska.
What is my vehicle?
As I do not have the knowledge as how one would hotwire a car, I am stuck with choosing between my 96 Camry (good handling and gas milage, poor offroad and low power, low storage space), and my mother's Crown Victoria (poor handling, poor gas milage, poor offroad, medium power, medium storage space).
Fuel Status?
Full tanks in both cars, plus another 23 auxillery gallons of regular unleaded, 7 auxillery gallons premium unleaded, and 5 auxillery gallons of diesel, although no diesel vehicles present.
My fortress:
My aunt and uncles large, two story house with gerage door, raised off ground (destroyed and nailed across windows) large wooden patio. The house is located out in an agricultural to suburbia area (western Battleground, WA), surrounded by other possible fortresses.
My supply status:
Very good. The area is crawling with rich people houses, who all stalked up on supplies in their houses before abandoning them and heading north, they were for the pickens.
Water status:
The house I have bunkered down in has a direct connetion to the aquafer below, which has yet proven not to be infected. Unfortunately, the only way of testing the water is by drinking it and finding out whether or not it zombifies me.
My armament:
Unfortunatly, nothing more than blunt or skull piercing melee weapons. Everyone either took their guns with them to wherever they were fleeing, or formed heavily armed raiding parties with highly exclusive membership.
If anyone wishes to know anything more of my status, tell me and I will add it here.
At the time of the zombie outbreak I was...
at work, in a FedEx Home Delivery HQ for Portland Oregon.
Weapon of choice for fighting zombies...
3.5 foot long shank/beatstick made of a half inch think steel bar, made sharp on one end with a metal lathe and a handle on the other made of electrically stamped sheets of aluminum wrapped in ducktape for grip "fluffy"
How did you find out about LostZombies.com...
myspace
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