The world... is not what it used to be. We have to be strong. We have to work together. They don't look the same... their eyes... they are no longer human. They stare at your soul with hunger. They use every waking second, attempting to take what is rightfully yours. Attempting to destroy the world we took so long to create. They are no longer humans, like us. So, what are we supposed to do? Some say we should just sit back, and let death consume us. Well, that's ironic. It WILL eat us. Alive. Our families... our dignity... our pride. It will all be destroyed... and our wits will be tested. It IS like someone is testing us. Someone of a higher authority. Is it God? Or is it the Devil, toying with us. Turning us into... who knows what? Flesh-hungry monsters? Or was it a stupid human being who caused all this? Who caused all of this.. turmoil. This... death. All I know is... if I found the thing responsible... I would destroy it, or kill it, whatever it is. Some of us... we are not strong enough to survive this world. We cannot keep living like this. We die so easily, when they, the menacing monsters, are so hard to kill. Some say the only way to kill them is by shooting them in the brain. Others say you could burn them. But some of the group... they don't have the guts. I keep telling them... that they need to be strong to survive the world we live in now, but they just don't have the heart or guts to go through with it. We don't have the supplies to live on, either. We lost a lot of good men. Good men that cannot be returned to the living. They belong to the monsters now. Soon, they will become one as well... and we will be no more. We are trapped... for now. I have a pistol... with four bullets left. The others... they have no weapons. Their are four of us... and four bullets in my pistol. What would you have done? You cannot judge us for what we choose. Some of us... just can't handle the pressure anymore. I was once a strong man... but my spirit is broken. I am no more of a man than the monsters attempting to tear our flesh from bones. This is it. It pains me that we aren't even given a fighting chance. This, is our final stand. It's not much of one, since we are opting out... but then again, anything is better than this. If you found this and are reading this... I wish the best of luck to you. They are coming now. Their claws... they sound horrific and terrifying, as they scrape against the glass holding them away from us. My fellow survivors... they are yelling at me to give up the gun so they can commit suicide. I have no choice... and I have to agree with their ideas. It is better to die quickly, than be eaten alive slowly, in agonizing pain. This is it. Our last stand. My final breath... will be in vein.
Tears begin to well in your eyes after reading the journal. You take a few moments to collect your thoughts, then suddenly, you hear something banging on a blue door across the room. You hear low growling and moaning coming form the other side. They are here.
Character Sheet: ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Name: Age: Bio: ---- ADD 20 SKILL POINTS StrengthModifies Hit Points, Melee damage, Carry weight, Weapon Strength) PerceptionGreater viewing distance, Better effects with First Aid, better Lockpick skills, better Trap usage) Endurancestart with more Hit Points, more damage resistance, better Healing rate) Charisma:better effects of NPC reactions, better prices, better Speech, better Barter skills) IntelligenceIncreased # of skill points per level, helps with hacking computers) AgilityIncreases speed, better sneaking, better chances of pick pocketing) Luck: (Helps with lucky escapes, lucky findings, etc) ---- Carry Weight: (Leave Blank) Inventory: M1911[12;24] (the 12 means the rounds in the current magazine, the 24 stands for how many extra bullets you have for reloading) ---- Hunger: 65% Thirst: 94% Sleep : 74% ---- Companions: ---- Time of Day: 3:34AM, Monday
Not sure if this is still open or not but here's mine.
Character Sheet: ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Name: James Sullivan Age: 24 Bio: Used to be a soldier and was home on leave when the outbreak happened. ---- ADD 20 SKILL POINTS Strength: 5 Perception: 5 Endurance: 3 Charisma: 2 Intelligence:2 Agility:2 Luck: 1 ---- Carry Weight: Inventory: M1911[12;24] Hunger: 65% Thirst: 94% Sleep : 74% ---- Companions: Not sure if I'm supposed to leave this blank. If not my companions will be my brother Jason and my dog Rex. ---- Time of Day: 3:34AM, Monday
Quickly find a way to escape while gathering any supplies I can.
Name: James Sullivan Age: 24 Bio: Used to be a soldier and was home on leave when the outbreak happened. ---- Strength: 5 Perception: 5 Endurance: 3 Charisma: 2 Intelligence:2 Agility:2 Luck: 1 ---- Carry Weight: Can carry up to 200 lbs. Inventory: M1911[12;24] ---- Health: 100% Hunger: 65% Thirst: 94% Sleep : 74%
---- Companions: Brother & Rex. ---- Time of Day: 3:34AM, Monday
You meet companions along the way, but yes, you can start with those companions. Before we start, what is the Brother's name?
Name: Mellisa Age:18 Bio:Used to serve country at world war III. ---- Strength:3 Perception:3 Endurance:4 Charisma:2 Intelligence:3 Agility:3 Luck:2 ---- Carry Weight: You can carry up to 160 lbs. Inventory: M1911[3;24]/Journal ---- Health: 100% Hunger: 52% Thirst: 73% Sleep : 54% ---- Companions: None ---- Time of Day: 4:49AM, Monday ---- Jeep: Gas (23%)
Name: James Sullivan Age: 24 Bio: Used to be a soldier and was home on leave when the outbreak happened. ---- Strength: 5 Perception: 5 Endurance: 3 Charisma: 2 Intelligence:2 Agility:2 Luck: 1 ---- Carry Weight: Can carry up to 200 lbs. Inventory: M1911[12;24]/Journal ---- Health: 100% Hunger: 65% Thirst: 94% Sleep : 74%
---- Companions: Jason & Rex. ---- Time of Day: 3:34AM, Monday
You look for a way out, but you don't find any supplies while doing so. "James!" Jason yells. "I found a window over here! We can smash it!" As he finishes his sentence, the zombies break down the door, and they come pouring into the room. What will you do? ~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Name: Mellisa Age:18 Bio:Used to serve country at world war III. ---- Strength:3 Perception:3 Endurance:4 Charisma:2 Intelligence:3 Agility:3 Luck:2 ---- Carry Weight: You can carry up to 160 lbs. Inventory: M1911[3;24]/Journal/MRE(Spaghetti&meatball w/ sides)/Kitchen Knife ---- Health: 100% Hunger: 52% Thirst: 73% Sleep : 54% ---- Companions: None ---- Time of Day: 4:49AM, Monday ---- Jeep: Gas (23%)
There is nothing left in this house. You exit. What will you do next?
Name: Mellisa Age:18 Bio:Used to serve country at world war III. ---- Strength:3 Perception:3 Endurance:4 Charisma:2 Intelligence:3 Agility:3 Luck:2 ---- Carry Weight: You can carry up to 160 lbs. Inventory: M1911[3;24]/Journal/MRE(Spaghetti&meatball w/ sides)/Kitchen Knife ---- Health: 100% Hunger: 52% Thirst: 73% Sleep : 54% ---- Companions: None ---- Time of Day: 4:49AM, Monday ---- Jeep: Gas (23%)
Name: James Sullivan Age: 24 Bio: Used to be a soldier and was home on leave when the outbreak happened. ---- Strength: 5 Perception: 5 Endurance: 3 Charisma: 2 Intelligence:2 Agility:2 Luck: 1 ---- Carry Weight: Can carry up to 200 lbs. Inventory: M1911[12;24]/Journal ---- Health: 100% Hunger: 65% Thirst: 94% Sleep : 74%
---- Companions: Jason & Rex. ---- Time of Day: 3:34AM, Monday
ame: Mellisa Age:18 Bio:Used to serve country at world war III. ---- Strength:3 Perception:3 Endurance:4 Charisma:2 Intelligence:3 Agility:3 Luck:2 ---- Carry Weight: You can carry up to 160 lbs. Inventory: M1911[3;24]/Journal/MRE(Spaghetti&meatball w/ sides)/Kitchen Knife ---- Health: 100% Hunger: 50% Thirst: 70% Sleep : 53% ---- Companions: None ---- Time of Day: 4:57AM, Monday ---- Jeep: Gas (19%)
You find a gas station. There may be cans of gasoline inside the store... the pumps don't work. You don't see any Walkers around... what will you do? ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Name: James Sullivan Age: 24 Bio: Used to be a soldier and was home on leave when the outbreak happened. ---- Strength: 5 Perception: 5 Endurance: 3 Charisma: 2 Intelligence:2 Agility:2 Luck: 1 ---- Carry Weight: Can carry up to 200 lbs. Inventory: M1911[12;24]/Journal ---- Health: 100% Hunger: 65% Thirst: 94% Sleep : 74%
---- Companions: Jason & Rex. ---- Time of Day: 3:35AM, Monday
You smash the window, and leave through it first. Rex follows first, but then, you hear Jason call out to you. "James! Help!" he yells. The Walkers grabbed hold of his feet, and are tugging him back. What will you do?
Name: Mellisa Age:18 Bio:Used to serve country at world war III. ---- Strength:3 Perception:3 Endurance:4 Charisma:2 Intelligence:3 Agility:3 Luck:2 ---- Carry Weight: You can carry up to 160 lbs. Inventory: M1911[3;24]/Journal/MRE(Spaghetti&meatball w/ sides)/Kitchen Knife ---- Health: 100% Hunger: 50% Thirst: 70% Sleep : 53% ---- Companions: None ---- Time of Day: 4:57AM, Monday ---- Jeep: Gas (19%)
Name: Mellisa Age:18 Bio:Used to serve country at world war III. ---- Strength:3 Perception:3 Endurance:4 Charisma:2 Intelligence:3 Agility:3 Luck:2 ---- Carry Weight: You can carry up to 160 lbs. Inventory: M1911[3;24]/Journal/MRE(Spaghetti&meatball w/ sides)/Kitchen Knife ---- Health: 100% Hunger: 50% Thirst: 70% Sleep : 53% ---- Companions: None ---- Time of Day: 4:57AM, Monday ---- Jeep: Gas (19%)
I get out of my jeep and peek inside the store.
No signs of any Walkers, but you see that the door has a bunch of boxes piled on top of each other in front of it. Clearly, its not enough to keep the door shut... but what is it there for?
Name: Mellisa Age:18 Bio:Used to serve country at world war III. ---- Strength:3 Perception:3 Endurance:4 Charisma:2 Intelligence:3 Agility:3 Luck:2 ---- Carry Weight: You can carry up to 160 lbs. Inventory: M1911[3;24]/Journal/MRE(Spaghetti&meatball w/ sides)/Kitchen Knife ---- Health: 100% Hunger: 50% Thirst: 70% Sleep : 53% ---- Companions: None ---- Time of Day: 4:57AM, Monday ---- Jeep: Gas (19%)
Name: Mellisa Age:18 Bio:Used to serve country at world war III. ---- Strength:3 Perception:3 Endurance:4 Charisma:2 Intelligence:3 Agility:3 Luck:2 ---- Carry Weight: You can carry up to 160 lbs. Inventory: M1911[3;24]/Journal/MRE(Spaghetti&meatball w/ sides)/Kitchen Knife ---- Health: 100% Hunger: 50% Thirst: 70% Sleep : 53% ---- Companions: None ---- Time of Day: 4:57AM, Monday ---- Jeep: Gas (19%)
I take a small peek in one of the boxes.
The cardboard boxes are in a pile behind the door and they are sealed tight. The only way to see what's inside is to open the door. However, it will topple over the boxes... it might be loud, seeing how the boxes say "fragile" on the side.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Name: James Sullivan Age: 24 Bio: Used to be a soldier and was home on leave when the outbreak happened. ---- Strength: 5 Perception: 5 Endurance: 3 Charisma: 2 Intelligence:2 Agility:2 Luck: 1 ---- Carry Weight: Can carry up to 200 lbs. Inventory: M1911[12;24]/Journal ---- Health: 100% Hunger: 65% Thirst: 94% Sleep : 74%
---- Companions: Jason & Rex. ---- Time of Day: 3:35AM, Monday
Name: James Sullivan Age: 24 Bio: Used to be a soldier and was home on leave when the outbreak happened. ---- Strength: 5 Perception: 5 Endurance: 3 Charisma: 2 Intelligence:2 Agility:2 Luck: 1 ---- Carry Weight: Can carry up to 200 lbs. Inventory: M1911[12;24]/Journal ---- Health: 100% Hunger: 65% Thirst: 94% Sleep : 74%
---- Companions: Jason & Rex. ---- Time of Day: 3:35AM, Monday Jeep: 98% Gas
You turn around, and grab his hand, while Rex barks. You pull him out of the window, get him to his feet, and you both run to the vehicle that you arrived in; a Jeep. The zombies begin to pour out of the window, angrily swatting at the air. You crank the engine, and you make a hasty escape. Down the road, you see a distant town; it looks quite small. Behind you, there is nothing but a road leading over a hill. What will you do?
