| I found them |
[Oct. 26th, 2006|03:09 am] |
| [ | Tags | | | zombies | ] |
| [ | mood |
| |  blank | ] |
| [ | music |
| | Lamb of God | ] |
In pieces of course.
After all this time of searching, and just when I abandoned all hope I found my squad. Most were ripped in two. Others were just hallowed out. Like a skeleton with skin. It was vile.
I had to finish off the half eaten. One moved slighty and I knew they were all infected.
I shot them through the head, twice each. None of them followed me.
After a few days of more travel I got back here to my base of operations.
I haven't found anyone else left alive....
Is there anyone there? I'm all alone... I need someone... to know there's a point to any of this. I can't be the last one left... I... I just can't... |
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| Safehouse |
[Oct. 16th, 2006|07:39 am] |
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| [ | mood |
| |  sleepy | ] |
| [ | music |
| | Velvet Acid Christ | ] |
I gave up on the rest of my squad. Something happened, then I realized... maybe something attacked while we slept... but I was somehow undetected? Regardless... I'm on the move...
I found a house that hasn't been attacked. It's huge though. For all I know I'm fucking myself over further. Hopefully I can find some safty within it's walls though.
I hear screams on occasion... that.. isn't good... |
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| Alone? |
[Oct. 15th, 2006|05:44 am] |
| [ | Tags | | | zombies | ] |
| [ | mood |
| |  annoyed | ] |
| [ | music |
| | Night at Roxbury | ] |
Yesterday I awoke without my squad. What the fuck happened to them?
I've been stuck here... all their gear is still here... it's like they just left to go off and die. I'm the only that's left...
I've holed myself up in this little home... though... I don't know how long it'll last against the hoardes...
Fuck... how'd this happen? |
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| In vain |
[Oct. 13th, 2006|06:22 am] |
| [ | Tags | | | zombies | ] |
| [ | mood |
| | aggravated | ] |
| [ | music |
| | Tenacious D | ] |
He died.. we watched Johnny die. He died for no reason. They just took him, in a panic I shot him through the head. I couldn't bear looking into his dead eyes. I'd be overcome by grief.
We lost that battle. The battle of the bridge.
When the copter's dropped us off we failed at training other's. They were already infected. How did it spread this fast... unless there's an outside force at work here.
Fuck... we're all fucked.
How much of America is left? Is there anyone there? England? Australia? Anywhere?
We... need... help... |
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| The Key to the World |
[Oct. 12th, 2006|04:31 am] |
| [ | Tags | | | zombies | ] |
| [ | mood |
| | annoyed | ] |
| [ | music |
| | Children of Bodom | ] |
My predictions were right. Our rescue mission was a failure, and because of that... the rest of the world is paying for our mistake.
They opened the gates... They got infected... The world is now a war zone.. Welcome to World War III...
My men and I are the few trained in proper zombie killing... we have to hurry out of here...
We'll take our helicopter and get dropped off a few miles in the direction the zombies are headed... hopefully we can train a few in the basics before the blood starts to shed... and the flesh is devoured. We're fucked... |
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| Mission Success.... |
[Oct. 12th, 2006|04:24 am] |
| [ | Tags | | | zombies | ] |
| [ | mood |
| |  distressed | ] |
| [ | music |
| | SlipKnoT | ] |
It just so happens that we were able to infiltrate and destroy the zombie hoarde near us, but our objective was no where to be found. None of the zombies looked like them.
Upon further inspection we came across a note. One of them commited suicide, the other three fled to the city gates.
The city gates is in a choke hold. These idiots are just helping spread the virus. They're going to open them up and let them out.
We have to hurry... |
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| Urgh... |
[Oct. 12th, 2006|03:50 am] |
| [ | Tags | | | zombies | ] |
| [ | mood |
| | scared | ] |
| [ | music |
| | The Turtles | ] |
The zombie threat is growing ever stronger... computers with access are harder to come by...
Will no one help us?
Fuck... they're coming... |
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| They Appoarch... |
[Oct. 11th, 2006|11:03 pm] |
| [ | Tags | | | zombies | ] |
| [ | mood |
| | creative | ] |
| [ | music |
| | Cradle of Filth | ] |
Zombies are coming, I'm bloody serious. They don't come naturally, but from toxins within the ground. People eat them. People become infected. People infect more people. The world is in crisis. Who'll survive?
No one, because this is how it's supposed to end.
No humanity is normality.
Fight all you want, you'll be felled in time... |
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