Storyline: I write into this Journal as I have nobody else to talk to. All my friends and family are DEAD. It all happened about two years ago. There was reports of a disease. It started off as a cough, but then it grew. People eventually became sick puking up there insides. People panicked... the Goverment panicked. They sent in the troops in a blink of an eye. People started to change, they started biting at each-other. People couldn't trust each other any-more. They started to separate and go into groups. Any-one who stayed in the same-place for more the two weeks would end up dead. Some might call them Zombies, hell so do I, but you get the odd madman who calls them God's Gift. I can't say much more. I have to get going, there alreday waiting for me outside.
Sign-Up Sheet: Name: Age: Gender: Weapons: Fist Appearance: Background: Location: (Put a City name down) Food: Rations Statues: Alone Inventory: Journal, Pocket Knife Clothing: (Your Choice) Infection Statutes: 0%
Note: As you take more damage your Infection Statues will increase reach 100% and you die. Certain things will also change you Infection Statues, so be careful of what you choose your option to be.
