The Zombie Diaries
1
Ladies and Gents for your and my pleasure I would like to see our creativity focus around a main setting and in a common form.
The setting: Zombie Apocalypse
Form of writing: Journal Entries
Guidelines:
Characters must be based on your actual abilities. That means no superhuman strength, no magical abilities, etc.
Items must actually be present in the locations you travel. That means you can't find things like an Uzi in your bathroom or behind a dumpster.
Names: can be real or fictitious. However, don't use names like Captain Hindgrinder.
You must start your entries based on how you actually live day to day before you throw your character into the fray with zombies.
Zombies must be human and can vary in movement based on size, strength, and level of decay and are for the most part un-intelegent. For example a freshly dead zombie can run quickly, is stronger, is able to see, and hear better than a very rotten zombie which can be unable to move quickly, may be weaker, may not be able to see, or hear as well all depending on the build of the corpse. Zombies are all regular corpses, no special zombies like in resident evil or left for dead (sorry game fans). Finally, the only way to kill or incapacitate a zombie is to destroy the brain, remove the head, or sever the spinal cord.
Infection is spread through bites, and blood to blood contact with the infected through scratches and wounds.
Begin the entry with the date (unless your character loses track of the days weeks and months)
Interactions with other fakku member posts must co-encide with what the previous user posted. That means you must base others actions on what has been posted.
Have fun.
I hope to someday compile all of the good entries and make a movie or a book with your permission, and am looking forward to your posts.
-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Intro
To anyone who finds this journal:
If you are reading this I may already be dead, but if you manage to survive please pass this on and tell my story.
May if you find this know that I will always love you and I will see you in the afterlife whatever it may be.
July 13 2010
Today started normal enough, my first memory this morning was saying "fuck that wasn't the snooze button" to which my girlfriend and I sprang to action. After the rush of pulling my things together for work I found my girlfriend putting the final touches on our lunches. I dropped her off at the bus stop so she wouldn't be late and gave her a kiss goodbye, told her I love her, and rushed off to work. Got to work in good time walking through the door five minutes early, although as always I was the last to show up. After lunch I got back to work. As I threw the last box of nails on to the skid I heard a loud "what the hell" across the warehouse over by Brian's office, and as I started walking to find out what was going on that is when I heard the gurgled screams of my co-worker having his throat ripped out from some deranged man. He was still trying to scream when I got there with the man hunched over him. With all of my strength I kicked the bastard in the ribs and off of my now dead co-worker sending the guy under Brian's desk and grabbed the framing hammer next to the other tools hanging on the wall. I didn't know what I was going to do with it but I had hoped the threat would be real enough to the guy when he got up. I was wrong. The bastard got up looked at me for a moment then charged me, and I had no choice but to bury the bladed end into the guys skull. I don't know if it was the adrenaline or the angle but his skull gave way easier than I thought, and I stood there frozen as I watch his body fall away the hammer still in his skull realizing what I had just done. Within a matter of seconds that felt like minutes my boss Sandi was shaking my shoulder trying to snap me out of what just happened. From what I remember, he had told me he saw the last bit of what happened and asked me "what the hell happened?". I couldn't talk as shaken as I was, and all I could do was point over to Brian who laying there, his throat ripped open. Before I could even think to react Brian's eyes opened and he started to get up, and Sandi moved to help him. However, whatever possessed the other man now had it's grips on Brian and he grabbed Sandi and threw him to the ground. Sandi started screaming "Victor, get him off me" as he forced Brian back. Acting quickly I ripped the hammer out of the one guys head and buried it into the back of Brian's head. Sandi shoved him off, stood up, and closed the big open door at the front of the building locking all of the other doors as he went. He walked back to me after making a quick scan to see who else was around and said "now tell me, what the hell happened?". Just getting over the shock all I could say was "this is like some fucking horror movie" my voice distant to his ears. He walked past me and over the man who had turned our day to hell turning on the radio sitting on Brian's desk. Just like a horror movie the sounds of the radios station came crackling to clarity and there it was, the last radio transmission I think I will ever here. "I ADVISE EVERYONE TO STAY IN YOUR HOMES, THERE ARE REPORTS OF RIOTING AND ---" then the radio station went quiet, I just started to snap out of my paralysis when I heard "OH GOD NO! AHHH-" and then the final silence that followed it. I looked at Sandi and he looked at me believing what we just heard, then down to the corpses at our feet in mute silence. It didn't take us long to realize what was happening, as impossible as it seemed it was happening and it was not long before Sandi left me there in his haste to get home to his kids. I locked the door behind him and collapsed in a nearby chair and thought about every Zombie movie I had ever seen, a question hanging in my mind "what do I do?". Like a shot it came to me, "armor... and weapons" and I ran out to the warehouse. Before long I cut out a very crude template for a chest-piece, wrist and shin guards, and a gorget using the cardboard boxes from the product in the racks using my box knife. I knew my next task was to find something strong enough to be impossible to bite through but light enough to run in, so I used a roll of the PVC foundation membrane and cut out a few sheets with the template. Some wire, some glue and a little time later I was decked out in armor that looked like it belonged in road warrior in addition to the dust mask and safety glasses I now had on. The weapons came easy using a bundle of inch thick doweling to make pointed sticks and taking the now trusty hammer out of my ex-co-workers head giving it a quick clean in the sink before leaving with my backpack filled with a few things I knew I would need. As I got into my car I knew I wouldn't get far but it beat being totally exposed, all I knew was I needed to get home and find my girlfriend May. As I expected I didn't get far before I found the roads were clogged with empty cars hither and yon and I had to make the choice to get out of my car. From my watch said 4 pm and I knew I had to make it home by sun down. As I skinned out of my car and into someones back yard two things crossed my mind, first of which was "did anything see me?", and "can I make it 7 blocks in less than 5 hours?". The journey was slow going and in exception to hearing the odd scream in the distance I was feeling relatively unafraid, that was however, till I had to cross the 4 lain highway a block away from my house. Although I didn't see many of them there were about 5 Zombies that I could see in the fading sunlight, all standing along the road between the empty cars, luckily none of which saw me from my spot behind the bushes. I sat and thought about the way to cross fighting the urge to just run and see if I could make it, and finally I resolved myself to trying to sneak my way through. I kept low hiding my body behind the cars I managed to weave myself around the cars silently in exception to one where my armor grazed the back bumper of the car making an audible screeching sound. I stopped, my heart thudding and a cold sweat where the only sensations I could feel as I listened carefully for the sound of shuffling feet. I stood there crouched a moment longer and figured they hadn't heard me and moved on. Finally I made it home just as the sun made it's final retreat behind the mountains and slipped into my house via the back door. As soon as I got in the blinds were closed, and I scanned the house for any life or lack there of, it was as I did so that my room mate Derrick came out of his room wooden mallet in hand. "Have you seen May?" Was the first thing I said to him which he told me he'd not seen her, and asked me if I knew what was going on. I grabbed a cup of water filling the sinks, tub, and anything that could hold water in the house then had a deep drink of water as I told him what had happened, and that it is now to late to go out and find May, but to get ready for tomorrow for what we had to do.
I finally have the chance to sit down, write about what is going on. I fear that my May is not alive. I am on first watch for the night, I know we have enough food and water to last us the month if we ration it, I know I have no way to contact May, and I know what I have to do next.
The setting: Zombie Apocalypse
Form of writing: Journal Entries
Guidelines:
Characters must be based on your actual abilities. That means no superhuman strength, no magical abilities, etc.
Items must actually be present in the locations you travel. That means you can't find things like an Uzi in your bathroom or behind a dumpster.
Names: can be real or fictitious. However, don't use names like Captain Hindgrinder.
You must start your entries based on how you actually live day to day before you throw your character into the fray with zombies.
Zombies must be human and can vary in movement based on size, strength, and level of decay and are for the most part un-intelegent. For example a freshly dead zombie can run quickly, is stronger, is able to see, and hear better than a very rotten zombie which can be unable to move quickly, may be weaker, may not be able to see, or hear as well all depending on the build of the corpse. Zombies are all regular corpses, no special zombies like in resident evil or left for dead (sorry game fans). Finally, the only way to kill or incapacitate a zombie is to destroy the brain, remove the head, or sever the spinal cord.
Infection is spread through bites, and blood to blood contact with the infected through scratches and wounds.
Begin the entry with the date (unless your character loses track of the days weeks and months)
Interactions with other fakku member posts must co-encide with what the previous user posted. That means you must base others actions on what has been posted.
Have fun.
I hope to someday compile all of the good entries and make a movie or a book with your permission, and am looking forward to your posts.
-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Intro
To anyone who finds this journal:
If you are reading this I may already be dead, but if you manage to survive please pass this on and tell my story.
May if you find this know that I will always love you and I will see you in the afterlife whatever it may be.
July 13 2010
Today started normal enough, my first memory this morning was saying "fuck that wasn't the snooze button" to which my girlfriend and I sprang to action. After the rush of pulling my things together for work I found my girlfriend putting the final touches on our lunches. I dropped her off at the bus stop so she wouldn't be late and gave her a kiss goodbye, told her I love her, and rushed off to work. Got to work in good time walking through the door five minutes early, although as always I was the last to show up. After lunch I got back to work. As I threw the last box of nails on to the skid I heard a loud "what the hell" across the warehouse over by Brian's office, and as I started walking to find out what was going on that is when I heard the gurgled screams of my co-worker having his throat ripped out from some deranged man. He was still trying to scream when I got there with the man hunched over him. With all of my strength I kicked the bastard in the ribs and off of my now dead co-worker sending the guy under Brian's desk and grabbed the framing hammer next to the other tools hanging on the wall. I didn't know what I was going to do with it but I had hoped the threat would be real enough to the guy when he got up. I was wrong. The bastard got up looked at me for a moment then charged me, and I had no choice but to bury the bladed end into the guys skull. I don't know if it was the adrenaline or the angle but his skull gave way easier than I thought, and I stood there frozen as I watch his body fall away the hammer still in his skull realizing what I had just done. Within a matter of seconds that felt like minutes my boss Sandi was shaking my shoulder trying to snap me out of what just happened. From what I remember, he had told me he saw the last bit of what happened and asked me "what the hell happened?". I couldn't talk as shaken as I was, and all I could do was point over to Brian who laying there, his throat ripped open. Before I could even think to react Brian's eyes opened and he started to get up, and Sandi moved to help him. However, whatever possessed the other man now had it's grips on Brian and he grabbed Sandi and threw him to the ground. Sandi started screaming "Victor, get him off me" as he forced Brian back. Acting quickly I ripped the hammer out of the one guys head and buried it into the back of Brian's head. Sandi shoved him off, stood up, and closed the big open door at the front of the building locking all of the other doors as he went. He walked back to me after making a quick scan to see who else was around and said "now tell me, what the hell happened?". Just getting over the shock all I could say was "this is like some fucking horror movie" my voice distant to his ears. He walked past me and over the man who had turned our day to hell turning on the radio sitting on Brian's desk. Just like a horror movie the sounds of the radios station came crackling to clarity and there it was, the last radio transmission I think I will ever here. "I ADVISE EVERYONE TO STAY IN YOUR HOMES, THERE ARE REPORTS OF RIOTING AND ---" then the radio station went quiet, I just started to snap out of my paralysis when I heard "OH GOD NO! AHHH-" and then the final silence that followed it. I looked at Sandi and he looked at me believing what we just heard, then down to the corpses at our feet in mute silence. It didn't take us long to realize what was happening, as impossible as it seemed it was happening and it was not long before Sandi left me there in his haste to get home to his kids. I locked the door behind him and collapsed in a nearby chair and thought about every Zombie movie I had ever seen, a question hanging in my mind "what do I do?". Like a shot it came to me, "armor... and weapons" and I ran out to the warehouse. Before long I cut out a very crude template for a chest-piece, wrist and shin guards, and a gorget using the cardboard boxes from the product in the racks using my box knife. I knew my next task was to find something strong enough to be impossible to bite through but light enough to run in, so I used a roll of the PVC foundation membrane and cut out a few sheets with the template. Some wire, some glue and a little time later I was decked out in armor that looked like it belonged in road warrior in addition to the dust mask and safety glasses I now had on. The weapons came easy using a bundle of inch thick doweling to make pointed sticks and taking the now trusty hammer out of my ex-co-workers head giving it a quick clean in the sink before leaving with my backpack filled with a few things I knew I would need. As I got into my car I knew I wouldn't get far but it beat being totally exposed, all I knew was I needed to get home and find my girlfriend May. As I expected I didn't get far before I found the roads were clogged with empty cars hither and yon and I had to make the choice to get out of my car. From my watch said 4 pm and I knew I had to make it home by sun down. As I skinned out of my car and into someones back yard two things crossed my mind, first of which was "did anything see me?", and "can I make it 7 blocks in less than 5 hours?". The journey was slow going and in exception to hearing the odd scream in the distance I was feeling relatively unafraid, that was however, till I had to cross the 4 lain highway a block away from my house. Although I didn't see many of them there were about 5 Zombies that I could see in the fading sunlight, all standing along the road between the empty cars, luckily none of which saw me from my spot behind the bushes. I sat and thought about the way to cross fighting the urge to just run and see if I could make it, and finally I resolved myself to trying to sneak my way through. I kept low hiding my body behind the cars I managed to weave myself around the cars silently in exception to one where my armor grazed the back bumper of the car making an audible screeching sound. I stopped, my heart thudding and a cold sweat where the only sensations I could feel as I listened carefully for the sound of shuffling feet. I stood there crouched a moment longer and figured they hadn't heard me and moved on. Finally I made it home just as the sun made it's final retreat behind the mountains and slipped into my house via the back door. As soon as I got in the blinds were closed, and I scanned the house for any life or lack there of, it was as I did so that my room mate Derrick came out of his room wooden mallet in hand. "Have you seen May?" Was the first thing I said to him which he told me he'd not seen her, and asked me if I knew what was going on. I grabbed a cup of water filling the sinks, tub, and anything that could hold water in the house then had a deep drink of water as I told him what had happened, and that it is now to late to go out and find May, but to get ready for tomorrow for what we had to do.
I finally have the chance to sit down, write about what is going on. I fear that my May is not alive. I am on first watch for the night, I know we have enough food and water to last us the month if we ration it, I know I have no way to contact May, and I know what I have to do next.
0
July 13, 2010
*tap*
That was me, turning of the alarm of my clock. 6:00am, time to wake up and get ready to work.
As always, just after waking up, I go out of my house to check everything, the climate, if my car is ok, if the stupid neighbor dog hasn't shitted in my front garden, etc.
The air is fresh and clean, and the morning feels good. Damn it! today is gonna be an awesome day!.
Just before going back to my house, I noticed a little parakeet standing on my fence. God, I love these little fellas. So I slowly approached him, and extended my hand. Just at that moment, the bastard peeked me so hard that blood came out! you little motherfucker! I shake him off my had, and went back to home a little angry.
Dunno why I'm not feeling good anymore. I can't move my body as I want... I feel weaker and weaker and I hear a buzzing sound in my head... my whole body hurts... I... can't...
*falls on the floor dead*
...braaains.... gwoooww....
*tap*
That was me, turning of the alarm of my clock. 6:00am, time to wake up and get ready to work.
As always, just after waking up, I go out of my house to check everything, the climate, if my car is ok, if the stupid neighbor dog hasn't shitted in my front garden, etc.
The air is fresh and clean, and the morning feels good. Damn it! today is gonna be an awesome day!.
Just before going back to my house, I noticed a little parakeet standing on my fence. God, I love these little fellas. So I slowly approached him, and extended my hand. Just at that moment, the bastard peeked me so hard that blood came out! you little motherfucker! I shake him off my had, and went back to home a little angry.
Dunno why I'm not feeling good anymore. I can't move my body as I want... I feel weaker and weaker and I hear a buzzing sound in my head... my whole body hurts... I... can't...
*falls on the floor dead*
...braaains.... gwoooww....
0
July 13, 2010
BRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIINNNNNNNNNNNNNZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!! uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh...
BRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIINNNNNNNNNNNNNZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!! uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh...
0
well i actually have a fanfic like this about 60 pages long. however it needs majopr editing so i don't really wanna post it here.
0
trekki859 wrote...
well i actually have a fanfic like this about 60 pages long. however it needs majopr editing so i don't really wanna post it here. do you have the link?
0
trekki859 wrote...
its in one of my external hds. i dont wana go digging though them atm. s'alright
I think I will make my next post when I see others posting, that way I know it is worth my time to write the next one.
0
Antw0n
Remember me?
December 30th, 2009
I just picked Resident Evil 2 at an old game store- unopened! Hell of a find. On the topic of virus's, the new pharmaceutical company FakKorp says they found a cure for the common cold. Bullshit, right? They say it'll be instated in the new year. So, 2 days? Yeah. Wonder how it'll go.
January 1st, 2010
Apparently that cold cure wasn't bullshit! They used it on some guy on national tv who had a cold- it was gone in like, 5 minutes! I'm going to have to pick some of that up, I think I feel a cold coming on.
January 2nd
Stores are sold out of FakKorps cold medication. Lame.
January 10th
I knew FakKorp was full of shit. People who took FakKorps medication are getting really sick! I heard somebody actually died, no confirmation yet. Good thing I didn't take that shit- at least my cold is gone anyway.
January 19th
WHAT THE FUCK!! People who took FakKorps shit are dying! What bullshit is this?! The death tole is like, 500,000 or something! Fucks sake!!
January 26th
Ok, I'm pretty sure I'm in a long-ass dream now. The people who died are coming back to life a few hours after death, it's been confirmed. It's the weirdest shit ever. The look dead, but they're alive... I think.
February 2nd
This fucking sickness- people are calling it a virus now, whatever. It's apparently contagious. If someone touches you are scratches you or something, you'll get infected. Good thing nobody I know took the shit.... I'm scared as hell.
March 15th
Haven't written in quite a while. Alot going on. Woah, somebody is banging on my window. What the hell?
Ok, I don't know what the hell is going on!! That fucker broke my window, and I had to smash his head with a chair- he tried to bite me!! All those infected people are on the streets and shit!! Jesus Christ it's like fucking Resident Evil!! I barricaded my house, all the windows... I think I'm safe, but I'm alone- my sister went out earlier with mom.... aw shit..... In these situations I heard it's important to stay calm- so I'm gonna keep writing in this journal, it calms me down.
March 30th
I'm convinced this is a zombie apocalypse. I know, but I've played way to much Resident Evil not to think so. It's a good thing dad was a Vietnam veteran before he died, he left alot of guns in the basement... I should be able to hold out.
April 14th
54 zombies killed. I think I'm getting good at it.
April 29th
92 zombies. I don't know how much ammo is left. This boredom is taking a toll on me. I don't think the army is coming. I think I'm fucked.
May 9th
184 zombies. There coming in larger numbers.
May 12th.
Just made my 200th kill. I'm so bored...
June 2nd
500th kill. Sorry for not writing. I've been spending alot of time. Sitting in my corner. Think about death. I name the bullethole in the wall Jim.
July 14th
I'm almost out of ammo. A few clips for that old pistol, all I got left. 800 kills by the way. I cant tell where Jim is anymore, too many bulletholes.
July 17th
I wasn't paying attention. I was bitten, but I shot the fucker. Alot. I've got one bullet left. I don't want to be one of those monsters. If anyone finds this...
1000 kills, assholes. Goodbye, and... good luck.
I just picked Resident Evil 2 at an old game store- unopened! Hell of a find. On the topic of virus's, the new pharmaceutical company FakKorp says they found a cure for the common cold. Bullshit, right? They say it'll be instated in the new year. So, 2 days? Yeah. Wonder how it'll go.
January 1st, 2010
Apparently that cold cure wasn't bullshit! They used it on some guy on national tv who had a cold- it was gone in like, 5 minutes! I'm going to have to pick some of that up, I think I feel a cold coming on.
January 2nd
Stores are sold out of FakKorps cold medication. Lame.
January 10th
I knew FakKorp was full of shit. People who took FakKorps medication are getting really sick! I heard somebody actually died, no confirmation yet. Good thing I didn't take that shit- at least my cold is gone anyway.
January 19th
WHAT THE FUCK!! People who took FakKorps shit are dying! What bullshit is this?! The death tole is like, 500,000 or something! Fucks sake!!
January 26th
Ok, I'm pretty sure I'm in a long-ass dream now. The people who died are coming back to life a few hours after death, it's been confirmed. It's the weirdest shit ever. The look dead, but they're alive... I think.
February 2nd
This fucking sickness- people are calling it a virus now, whatever. It's apparently contagious. If someone touches you are scratches you or something, you'll get infected. Good thing nobody I know took the shit.... I'm scared as hell.
March 15th
Haven't written in quite a while. Alot going on. Woah, somebody is banging on my window. What the hell?
Ok, I don't know what the hell is going on!! That fucker broke my window, and I had to smash his head with a chair- he tried to bite me!! All those infected people are on the streets and shit!! Jesus Christ it's like fucking Resident Evil!! I barricaded my house, all the windows... I think I'm safe, but I'm alone- my sister went out earlier with mom.... aw shit..... In these situations I heard it's important to stay calm- so I'm gonna keep writing in this journal, it calms me down.
March 30th
I'm convinced this is a zombie apocalypse. I know, but I've played way to much Resident Evil not to think so. It's a good thing dad was a Vietnam veteran before he died, he left alot of guns in the basement... I should be able to hold out.
April 14th
54 zombies killed. I think I'm getting good at it.
April 29th
92 zombies. I don't know how much ammo is left. This boredom is taking a toll on me. I don't think the army is coming. I think I'm fucked.
May 9th
184 zombies. There coming in larger numbers.
May 12th.
Just made my 200th kill. I'm so bored...
June 2nd
500th kill. Sorry for not writing. I've been spending alot of time. Sitting in my corner. Think about death. I name the bullethole in the wall Jim.
July 14th
I'm almost out of ammo. A few clips for that old pistol, all I got left. 800 kills by the way. I cant tell where Jim is anymore, too many bulletholes.
July 17th
I wasn't paying attention. I was bitten, but I shot the fucker. Alot. I've got one bullet left. I don't want to be one of those monsters. If anyone finds this...
1000 kills, assholes. Goodbye, and... good luck.
0
July 23 2010
As I was walking back to my dorm I saw a tree. I was fascinated by the tree, how many leaves it got and how it's made of wood and stuff. I wasted like 2 hours looking at the tree. So I was heading to mah dorm and some girl was walking towards me, and I was thinking "I'd hit that" then when she got close she tried to bite my hand but I was too ninja to be bit. Then I noticed she was dead, I don't know how I knew but there was something with the smell of death. So I grabbed mah bag and hit her and ran thinking "I'd still hit that" I reached mah dorm after 2 minutes, the tree was 400 meters away from the dorm.
As I reached the dorm I ran to my room and locked it, then opened the TV and searched for some porn. Then the news came on and they were like "So she was like O RLY but I was like YA RLY, on other news their is a zombie infection that is all . . . GUUUAAAAAAHHHHHHH-" So I grabbed mah M1191, a bat and some balloons. I got out from the room and everybody was like "uhhhhh- ahhhh- graaaa-" so I shot the dude on the head and realized that the gun was airsoft. So I threw the gun at him and he died. I ran from the dorm and made my way to the police station.
I got to the police station and they even got the cops. Damn, what now? Hey a gun! OTAKUMAX FINDS A "GUN"! TAKE IT? hell yeah. Then I took this frag grenade too. Then there was another zombie making it's way to my position and I raised my gun and fired, but it had no ammo. Then I realized that the zombie was a dude named Bob. So me and Bob ran to the ammo storage room and locked ourselves there. We hid ourselves there because the door was made of reinforced metal.
Then some zombies made their way here I don't know how they found us but they did. I grabbed some guns from the weapon rack, got an m16 and shot around 20 before the horde decreased in number. Bob got some rocks and killed like 50 zombies. After that some people rushed to us screaming help. We let them in and we stayed inside the room. They were Har, Mon and Ian. Har was a bar tender who was a descendant from an assassin. Mon was a Highschool student with a really tiny skirt. And Ian was a hobo.
5 MINUTES LATER.
Everybody was staring at Mon's skirt thinking "let's rape her". Bob was the first to snap and assaulted her. We managed to beat him up and rape Mon for ourselves. So we filled Mon with our semen and she said "Rainbows are fucking awesome".
5 MORE MINUTES LATER
We were being driven to insanity by the sounds of the zombies moan and the door being punched. Again Bob snapped and tried to kill himself, but we stopped him. Mon started masturbating at a wall. Ian died from hunger and we threw his body outside. I was starting to snap as well.
5 MORE MINUTES LATER
Everybody has calmed down except for Bob. Bob finally stopped thinking and grabbed the frag and pulled the pin saying "FUCK THIS SHIT". I grabbed Har and Mon and I shouted "OPEN THE DOOR! GET ON THE FLOOR! EVERYBODY WALK THE DINOSAUR!" Bob died that night we don't know how.
So we agreed to go to this military base near town. We geared up and made our way to the base. We realized Ian wasn't dead so he tagged along, Me Har,Mon and Ian were going to fight through hell.
TO BE RAPED AND CONTINUED
As I was walking back to my dorm I saw a tree. I was fascinated by the tree, how many leaves it got and how it's made of wood and stuff. I wasted like 2 hours looking at the tree. So I was heading to mah dorm and some girl was walking towards me, and I was thinking "I'd hit that" then when she got close she tried to bite my hand but I was too ninja to be bit. Then I noticed she was dead, I don't know how I knew but there was something with the smell of death. So I grabbed mah bag and hit her and ran thinking "I'd still hit that" I reached mah dorm after 2 minutes, the tree was 400 meters away from the dorm.
As I reached the dorm I ran to my room and locked it, then opened the TV and searched for some porn. Then the news came on and they were like "So she was like O RLY but I was like YA RLY, on other news their is a zombie infection that is all . . . GUUUAAAAAAHHHHHHH-" So I grabbed mah M1191, a bat and some balloons. I got out from the room and everybody was like "uhhhhh- ahhhh- graaaa-" so I shot the dude on the head and realized that the gun was airsoft. So I threw the gun at him and he died. I ran from the dorm and made my way to the police station.
I got to the police station and they even got the cops. Damn, what now? Hey a gun! OTAKUMAX FINDS A "GUN"! TAKE IT? hell yeah. Then I took this frag grenade too. Then there was another zombie making it's way to my position and I raised my gun and fired, but it had no ammo. Then I realized that the zombie was a dude named Bob. So me and Bob ran to the ammo storage room and locked ourselves there. We hid ourselves there because the door was made of reinforced metal.
Then some zombies made their way here I don't know how they found us but they did. I grabbed some guns from the weapon rack, got an m16 and shot around 20 before the horde decreased in number. Bob got some rocks and killed like 50 zombies. After that some people rushed to us screaming help. We let them in and we stayed inside the room. They were Har, Mon and Ian. Har was a bar tender who was a descendant from an assassin. Mon was a Highschool student with a really tiny skirt. And Ian was a hobo.
5 MINUTES LATER.
Everybody was staring at Mon's skirt thinking "let's rape her". Bob was the first to snap and assaulted her. We managed to beat him up and rape Mon for ourselves. So we filled Mon with our semen and she said "Rainbows are fucking awesome".
5 MORE MINUTES LATER
We were being driven to insanity by the sounds of the zombies moan and the door being punched. Again Bob snapped and tried to kill himself, but we stopped him. Mon started masturbating at a wall. Ian died from hunger and we threw his body outside. I was starting to snap as well.
5 MORE MINUTES LATER
Everybody has calmed down except for Bob. Bob finally stopped thinking and grabbed the frag and pulled the pin saying "FUCK THIS SHIT". I grabbed Har and Mon and I shouted "OPEN THE DOOR! GET ON THE FLOOR! EVERYBODY WALK THE DINOSAUR!" Bob died that night we don't know how.
So we agreed to go to this military base near town. We geared up and made our way to the base. We realized Ian wasn't dead so he tagged along, Me Har,Mon and Ian were going to fight through hell.
TO BE RAPED AND CONTINUED
0
Antw0n
Remember me?
JuniorAfro wrote...
Zombie Attack...?? You hear someone puking??
That was wicked cool.
0
June 2nd
500th kill. Sorry for not writing. I've been spending alot of time. Sitting in my corner. Think about death. I name the bullethole in the wall Jim.
LMAO! You dumbass! xD *hugs you*
500th kill. Sorry for not writing. I've been spending alot of time. Sitting in my corner. Think about death. I name the bullethole in the wall Jim.
LMAO! You dumbass! xD *hugs you*
0
Day 176:
"If you like Pina Coladas
And getting caught in the rain
If you're not into yoga
If you have half a brain
If you'd like making love at midnight
In the dunes on the Cape
Then I'm the love that you've looked for
Write to me and escape."
...
hahahahahaHAHAHAHHAHAHA!
"If you like Pina Coladas
And getting caught in the rain
If you're not into yoga
If you have half a brain
If you'd like making love at midnight
In the dunes on the Cape
Then I'm the love that you've looked for
Write to me and escape."
...
hahahahahaHAHAHAHHAHAHA!
0
JuniorAfro wrote...
Zombie Attack...?? You hear someone puking??
only one problem with this. its a THERMAL camera. and zombies have no bodyHEAT
0
trekki859 wrote...
JuniorAfro wrote...
Zombie Attack...?? You hear someone puking??
only one problem with this. its a THERMAL camera. and zombies have no bodyHEAT
Just do like all us did and imagine is a Metroid Prime/Echoes visor and it can see whatever as long as it is moving. Otherwise, this video will just suck.
0
trekki859 wrote...
JuniorAfro wrote...
Zombie Attack...?? You hear someone puking??
only one problem with this. its a THERMAL camera. and zombies have no bodyHEAT
Thank you for the update, buzz killington
0
Dream Journal Everything Journal
July 13, 2010
Last night's dream was about a zombie outbreak. It felt different from my other dreams; it was so real... All I can remember is that I was with my mom in the zombie-infested city. There was...alot of fog. Luckily, the area we were in had little zombies. We eventually reached a bar, which was manned by several people with guns. I got the feeling that it was completely safe. Well, you could say it was a feeling, but in my dream, it was actually safe, as if some paranormal force was making sure it was safe from undead, not the people with guns. Even though we were safe, my mom eventually wandered out for some reason, and I went after her. I remember chasing her faint outline in the fog, and then I woke up. I don't know why I can't remember this dream as strongly as my other dreams; it's weird.
It’s night now. A lot has happened. I’m tired. I’ve decided to make this an everything journal, since it’s the only notebook I have. Looking back at my earlier entry, I…am speechless. I can’t believe it. My dream came true. There has been a zombie outbreak. It…began this morning, I received a call from my mom, she told me I had to evacuate my apartment. She told me to get food, clothes, and anything else I could carry in a backpack. I asked why, but she wouldn’t tell me anything. Goddamn controlling bitch. I don’t live with her anymore, but she doesn’t care. I did what she said, reluctantly, after finding out what had happened. There had been a zombie outbreak. They called it “several people acting strangely”, and “recently deceased, moving around again”. They didn’t want us to call it a “zombie outbreak”. But that’s what it was. I went down, to the family store, and met the rest of my family. My father was being himself. My mother was slightly more agitated than usual. My older brother was saying how cool this was, and how he “fucking knew it”. My little sister was kind of shocked. The city’s population was being evacuated into large centers, guarded by the police. As a family, we started our trek to the closest center. As we were walking, the atmosphere changed. Now that we were actually doing something about the whole thing, it felt…as if we couldn’t believe it, yet we knew it was fact. …It was quiet.
We saw a lot of other people going as well, some were family friends, some were strangers. They were all just like us. Eventually, the mood lightened up, and my older brother and I started having a conversation, about how we would kill the zombies and what not. My little sister looked like she wanted to talk to me too, but ever since that incident, the bridge between has collapsed. It is awkward to talk to each other. But…I’m fine with it now. It’s just I don’t have anything to seek her out for; she can talk to me whenever she wants. We eventually reached the center, and I…didn’t know what to expect. I had heard there were enough centers for everyone in the city, but I still thought it was going to be extremely crowded. I didn’t want to live for an indefinite amount of time in a crowded place. I don’t like crowded places in general. But when we went inside, it was better than I had expected. There was a huge mass of people, but there was still a lot of room to walk around, and the air wasn’t stifling. There was air conditioning. We went to the people in charge and got designated a spot, which had a tent and sleeping bags. We were near our family friends, and with the police guarding us, it seemed like everything would just, blow over soon.
And now I’m writing this. To be honest, I’m…really nervous. But I do think this will blow over soon. All the police have left, protecting us from the outside. I can hear screams coming from outside, but they sound close. Really close. Wait.
July 13, 2010
Last night's dream was about a zombie outbreak. It felt different from my other dreams; it was so real... All I can remember is that I was with my mom in the zombie-infested city. There was...alot of fog. Luckily, the area we were in had little zombies. We eventually reached a bar, which was manned by several people with guns. I got the feeling that it was completely safe. Well, you could say it was a feeling, but in my dream, it was actually safe, as if some paranormal force was making sure it was safe from undead, not the people with guns. Even though we were safe, my mom eventually wandered out for some reason, and I went after her. I remember chasing her faint outline in the fog, and then I woke up. I don't know why I can't remember this dream as strongly as my other dreams; it's weird.
It’s night now. A lot has happened. I’m tired. I’ve decided to make this an everything journal, since it’s the only notebook I have. Looking back at my earlier entry, I…am speechless. I can’t believe it. My dream came true. There has been a zombie outbreak. It…began this morning, I received a call from my mom, she told me I had to evacuate my apartment. She told me to get food, clothes, and anything else I could carry in a backpack. I asked why, but she wouldn’t tell me anything. Goddamn controlling bitch. I don’t live with her anymore, but she doesn’t care. I did what she said, reluctantly, after finding out what had happened. There had been a zombie outbreak. They called it “several people acting strangely”, and “recently deceased, moving around again”. They didn’t want us to call it a “zombie outbreak”. But that’s what it was. I went down, to the family store, and met the rest of my family. My father was being himself. My mother was slightly more agitated than usual. My older brother was saying how cool this was, and how he “fucking knew it”. My little sister was kind of shocked. The city’s population was being evacuated into large centers, guarded by the police. As a family, we started our trek to the closest center. As we were walking, the atmosphere changed. Now that we were actually doing something about the whole thing, it felt…as if we couldn’t believe it, yet we knew it was fact. …It was quiet.
We saw a lot of other people going as well, some were family friends, some were strangers. They were all just like us. Eventually, the mood lightened up, and my older brother and I started having a conversation, about how we would kill the zombies and what not. My little sister looked like she wanted to talk to me too, but ever since that incident, the bridge between has collapsed. It is awkward to talk to each other. But…I’m fine with it now. It’s just I don’t have anything to seek her out for; she can talk to me whenever she wants. We eventually reached the center, and I…didn’t know what to expect. I had heard there were enough centers for everyone in the city, but I still thought it was going to be extremely crowded. I didn’t want to live for an indefinite amount of time in a crowded place. I don’t like crowded places in general. But when we went inside, it was better than I had expected. There was a huge mass of people, but there was still a lot of room to walk around, and the air wasn’t stifling. There was air conditioning. We went to the people in charge and got designated a spot, which had a tent and sleeping bags. We were near our family friends, and with the police guarding us, it seemed like everything would just, blow over soon.
And now I’m writing this. To be honest, I’m…really nervous. But I do think this will blow over soon. All the police have left, protecting us from the outside. I can hear screams coming from outside, but they sound close. Really close. Wait.
0
C13R-66Y wrote...
trekki859 wrote...
JuniorAfro wrote...
Zombie Attack...?? You hear someone puking??
only one problem with this. its a THERMAL camera. and zombies have no bodyHEAT
Just do like all us did and imagine is a Metroid Prime/Echoes visor and it can see whatever as long as it is moving. Otherwise, this video will just suck.
Zombies can`t run that fast. [-_-]
0
Antw0n
Remember me?
koko7 wrote...
June 2nd500th kill. Sorry for not writing. I've been spending alot of time. Sitting in my corner. Think about death. I name the bullethole in the wall Jim.
LMAO! You dumbass! xD *hugs you*
Gimme a break, I've been fighting zombies, I can't help that my writing's deteriorated.