Matt "ghost"'s Blog (14)

even though we were together, after all i had to do to make that happen, there were still problems, and by problems, i mean Paige being too busy practicing how to kill to pursue a relationship. still. "not until i can take care of myself." she wanted to be able to provide for herself, which.... whether this is a sane decision or not, made me a nervous wreck.... it sounded like after all i went through to get her, we would still be apart for many months, if not years. she had already excelled…

"you really need to stop spreading those rumors about me man, im just starting to get rid of the bad reputation you gave me...." i said to our local story teller, a man who goes by the name of Greg  "what rumors? those stories about you being a blood thirsty marauder arnt fake at all." before i could argue this, Paige  who had just got back from the range ( in a matter of three weeks, shes become a damn good shot.... already better then me.) asked "you were a marauder, Matt?" "*sigh* no,…

i remember the day like any other, but everything seemed to be in more clarity, like the world... was under a microscope or something, it was hard to explain, but there was one thing that was out of place. the rage. i just woke up like that, i tried to eat breakfast, and....  i couldn't  not until i was with Paige  i was mad, mad at myself for not saving her, mad because her life was in danger. mad at the infected who guarded the fort. mad because of what iv done for her. i guess i was under…

still alive, had some trouble moving through that horde, but we're alive, for now at least. starting to run low on ammo, going to need to start slashing at them with my sword soon, not the first time iv had to melee it out.... worried about my gear though. looters came through our camp last night, only took out gas and my whet stone, wont matter. ill kill them with a sharp sword or a dull one, either way they are going to die.

just like that, i was given a impossible sounding task. to capture a army base, full of infected with no support. when i first heard this news, i was overwhelmed. my thoughts drifted to the one i was doing all of this for, Paige  if i couldn't find a way to accomplish this task, i would not see her again for one year, and nine months. i would not wait that long. i was hell bent on finding a way to capture the army base, which i later learned was fort hope , ironically. i carefully thought of…

new people join, but all they are doing is advertising garbage! like one guy a few hours ago, all hes doing is selling.... male enhancement pills....  can we ban them?

no sign of a struggle, just a overturned table. she was taken. Paige  the only reminders i had of her was her pistol which was left in a drawer. i came over to check on her and she was gone. of course i refused to accept the fact that she was probably dead. for the next three months i would be more driven then i ever have been, searching for her. this is how my story goes, trying to protect her, for a long time. i searched everywhere she might have been, in houses, cars.... i even…

this should be the last thing on my mind, especially during the end of the world, but... as i think back to when it all began, it was the ONLY thing on my mind... i was a nervous wreck already,  but when the end of the world came around, i immediately realized, the one i love could die any day. so, in school the next day( we had school as long as the fence keeping the undead horde out was intact) i told her, Paige, this.

"i know."  she said very calmly, while changing a song on…

this website, a long time ago was a LOT more active then it is now, whats wrong with you all? the last thing anyone did was me, seven hours ago. by then, there shoulda been thirty new blogs by then....

a war torn town. people holed up everywhere with guns. have to scavenge just to survive, being comfortable, well your either a smart bastard who knows how to or someone who kills those who are smarter and takes there stuff. but even before the outbreak of walking dead, i was used to it all already. why? because the only games i really play are post apocalyptic games. so when someone sees a empty town that looks like it just got bombed back to the stone age and cries i think " there's a roof…

See, it was a few years ago back when the shit was just starting to hit the fans and civilization had just collapsed. a... very close  friend had heard a rumor that it was safer up north, what most people thought back then... how wrong we where. i told her it was dangerous to go alone. she said she would take any help she could get. so... i WAS supposed to head with her until the state boundary... but a few dumb asses thought it would be a good idea to try and set up an…

See, it was a few years ago back when the shit was just starting to hit the fans and civilization had just collapsed. a... very close  friend had heard a rumor that it was safer up north, what most people thought back then... how wrong we where. i told her it was dangerous to go alone. she said she would take any help she could get. so... i WAS supposed to head with her until the state boundary... but a few dumb asses thought it would be a good idea to try and set up an ambush at a gas…

my best find that i can think of was probably.... huh. well, my best find is a tough choice so ill just say my best three.

1. my locksmiths kit. found it in a pile of rubble.... five years after finding it i still use it. its very handy and has gotten me many things... including my next find...

2. got very lucky with this one... digging around in some buildings that seemed to be abandoned (there was a fair number of infected shambling and sprinting around it,…