Now if you really think you have what it takes to be one of the few left on this Earth. Please explain why your skill sets will win over the rest of
What makes you think, You're the one?
If you think it will help you can post your stats.
And we can make this into a turn based game if anyone is interested.
I will be the DM, or moderator of the dice rolling. And story line.
You can decide where you are at, how much supplies you have. You make your own back story. And I will invade it, and show you just how long it will
take before you join me.
You tell me your skill set, and your strengths and weakness. And I will roll the dice to see how it would play out for you.
But in the end. Like I said you will serve the dead. As with this zombie outbreak.. Its already in you. All the Micky D's you have been eating.
And products you put on your body, have all played a small role into the infection of the world!! Think of all the bad food, and junk you put into
your body over the ages.. Its all been an elaborate conspiracy to infect every living thing on this planet!
Not just humans are zombies here. All living beings when they die.. Come back, to feast upon flesh!!
Until they can no longer function. However. Flesh regenerates these zombies. So once one zombie has feed, it can keep going for 2 months until its
Zysin5 living. 1 being lowest, 20 being highest peak human status.
My back story.
It all started with news stories and threads online about people eating each other. I saw it as just another Trend in the new age news of this day
and age. Oh how wrong I was.
I went to work just like any other day. I got the kitchen prepped and ready to go. It was a long morning with so much to do, as 2 of my cooks did
not bother showing up for work for some reason. I am sure they just where out drinking to much the night before.
And now there is a line outfront of the shop, and its only 10AM! We do not open for another 2 hours for lunch.
Why are all these damn people knocking on the door, and pounding like cops banging on the door!
I unlock the wooden doors, to tell the people we will be open in another hour or so.
Just as I unlock the door, a forceful shove knocks me to the ground!
about 12 people with blood shot eyes, and a wild stare about them surround me, while I am still on the ground.
Before I have a chance to react. I am torn and gutted on the spot!
Half my face is eaten off. My body ripped in half. Yet upon my death, I feel something like a drug go over my body! This feels wonderful!!! I
have never felt so GOOD!!
Yet I hunger, And the longer I hunger, the more that "GOOD". Feeling goes away.
And not until I feast upon flesh can I get that "good' feeling back.
Yet being a crawler does not make that easy. So I go after the easy prey. Dogs, cats. And other domesticated animals I can catch with my half
body. Every now and then I can nab an old lady, or some careless passer by not keeping an eye out for crawlers like me.
That is until one night. Crawling and hungering for my next meal I crawl onto a property. All the gun shots from this area attracted me. And it
brought me to a bunker. Just as I go to crawl inside the bunker I am shot in the head. That slows me down, and my undead body goes lifeless.. Yet
this is just a trick.
However, the 2nd shot does the job. I just got double tapped!! I am done.. OUT!
Oh well.. It was fun while it lasted. But not even zombies live forever!
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