so having been holed up here for some time i've begun losing track of the days ... its been at least a week ... or was it a month ... i don't really know either way its been a while since we last saw valentine and bubbles they may have been killed by other survivers or zombies overtook them but its just me and the little lady from cavecity ...

being a former cheerleader she doesn't eat much which is certainly great but in the last few days i've been running for food and materials on foot and have been getting in considerably better shape myself so i'm eating less and less but with the low population around here before the appocolypse theres next to no good vehicles to steal and i'm not particularly talented with hot wiring a vehicle so its all on foot carrying what i can when i can ... the little lady holds down the fort while i haul some serious ass ...

i swear at this rate give me another month and i'm prepaired for the olympics ... shits getting crazy out here i hardly have the time to be writing this post let alone sitting still ... ammunition is getting to be a problem and with the nearest army base being 10 miles from here theres only so much ass you can haul without needing a break ... considering setting up a few way points but with only me to handle setup and maintence thats not likely to happen...

thinking about leaving the fort ungaurded and having the little lady guard my ass while i setup a way point one at a time so that i have points to rest at between here and there ... the traps we've been designing as of late happen to be a little less convoluted to setup but require the same ammount of materials making it a hell of a thing to setup such waypoints we'll have to dedicate a full day just to setup one so what we'll probably do is head to the farthest point closest to the military base and situate all the traps and such and make our way back with a locust mentality use up all the materials in the area fortifying the waypoint and continue to the next one ...

i would think if we dedicated a full day to each one they should all be well fortified enough to keep zombies out when theirs no prey to feed on but when i'm resting in one i'll have to stay on my toes just in case ... we'll probably setup at least ten which means our fort will be unguarded for at least a week and a half so will probably need to clean it out when we finish getting back which makes the fact we're setting up the last waypoint closest to our base on the last day probably a great plan cause we won't be exhausted from running and fighting 10 miles or having worked a full day when we get back ...

the little miss seems to be getting somewhat anxious as of late and i'm not particularly certain why it seems she gets less able to sleep just before a horde comes in maybe she's getting in tune with the horde somehow ... i would hope that doesn't mean she's slowly turning cause if thats the case i'll have to put her down and then it'll just be me left ... no survivers seem to be headed this way and it seems like the horde is getting smarter as time goes by ... i wonder if some of these new strains have started to mix and such and they no longer get smarter just with time but with each person they successfully eat ... like some sort of highlander shit i swear yesterday i thought i saw parts of the horde trying to eat each other ...

we've seen a couple funny instances reguarding discension amoung the horde ... seems bodybuilders have been showing up a lot lately and they randomly will either stop and flex or just club another zombie upside the head and fling him several feet away its freaking hilarious honestly so we usually save those guys till at least midway through cutting down a horde unless they get too close ...

though the most delicious moment thats happened as of late a month ago i'm pretty sure justin beiber was walking amoungst the horde and oddly enough he was living and not a member of the undead it seems they were pretty uninterested in him the little miss doesn't seem to have liked his music much either cause before i could put a round in his head i saw his crotch get wasted with like 20 rounds from one of our turrets that the good miss happened to be running at the time i generally handle my p90 atop one of the walls until we get down to just a few dozen zombies then the miss takes up a sniper rifle in the tower and has my back while i go to get my wonderfully crimson cloak and swords dirty ..

its been a glorious few years of bloodshed but with no new survivors and what seems to be only me and the miss left i see little hope for repopulating the world even if we could manage to live long enough to eradicate the zombies and all the known infections theres just not enough genetic diversity from what i've read on the remaining servers of the internet i would think we would need at least a few hundred couples to start with and then you still have to live long enough to raise said children who would then have to be banging each other after a while so either way it seems all the good that can be done now is to just kill and enjoy

if my laptops clock is still anywhere close to right then its less than a month till my 21st birthday ... who'd have thought a psychopath from a small town in arkansas would have lasted this long ... i'd say its damned near a miracle but hell killing people was always on my mind anyway so i guess i lived so long for being able to release all the pent up rage at the world with every swing of my sword or squeeze of my trigger its taken me most of 2 weeks to write out all of this with random interuptions from the horde and needing sleep so i suppose i'm going to have to end this here and update when we have the waypoints setup ... i really do hope some survivers start showing up soon as its getting quite a pain to have only one person to talk to and with cabin fever slowly setting in i feel we may end up killing each other soon enough ... survivers please contact us soon

The Survivers

We've Been Traveling North For Sometime I Think We're In Canada Now And Still No Sign Of Any Survivers Even That Funny Ass Red Head From MS Has Disappeared

Through Daily Slaughter Fests These Things Just Keep Coming There Seems To Be No Hope What Scares Even Me Is That The Once Christian Girl From Cave City Is Now An Absolute Cold Blooded Killer Capable Of Rivalling My Skill She No Longer Even Flinches When Valentine Blows A Zombies Head To Smitherines Sending Blood Over Her Its Absolutely Chilling To Watch But Its Great To Know We've Got Each Others Backs In This

We Have Noticed Some Zombies Seem To Be Collapsing Indefinately After Their Head Has Been Completely Destroyed And We're Not Certain Why But It Seems The Birds And Fish Might Have Carried Similar Diseases To The One That Caused The Innitial Outbreak And Some Of Them Are Becoming Dominant

Or Perhaps Its The Cold Climate Here Inhibiting The Reanimation Proccess Some Or The Startling Lack Of Anything Living Causing A Lack Of Food For Them To Use In Restoring Their Flesh So That It Might Reanimate

We're Really Not Sure But Just To Be Safe We Constantly Burn The Bodies As They Amass Outside The Walls Of What Would Be Our Strong Hold Which Our GPS System Has Suggested To Be Near Lake of the Mountains, Baldwin, ON P0M, Canada

It Took Some Time To Setup A Reasonably Definsible Structure Here And This Is Why Our Blogs Have Gone Silent For Sometime As Maintaining Supplies Has Become Increasingly Difficult We've Managed To Find Some Small Crops And Begin Growing Them To Assist In Food Supply And Some Herbs Nerby Have Proved Quite Useful For Pain Releif ... I Think They Might Be Marijuana Or Some Other Illegal Plants Some Local Drug Dealer Must Have Been Growing Before Being Totaly Shredded By Either A Zombie Or A Member Of The ZPCI For Having Discovered Too Much About There Operation ...

It Seems These ZPCI Guys Don't Want Us To Know Who Is Behind All This Mess Because Near The Home We Found Written In Blood Something About "Do Not Follow The Ones Who Know" It Was Worn And Faded As Well As Being Hastily Written SO Was Increadibly Diffcult To Read

Our Structure Is Considerably Well Fortified Using Parts Of The Crap I've Collected Through Our Travels I've Mananged To Rig An Automatic Alert System ... It Seems A Little Touchy Really But False Alarms Are Better Than No Alarms Because Often Times A False Alarm Will Lead To Us Looking In The Distance To Find A New Horde On Its Way

As Well With Our Defense System We've Created A Whole New Gastly Set Of Mass Zombie Destruction As Well As Some Mounted Turrets We've Picked Up Along The Way With Incindiary Ammunition We've Managed To Create Much More Stable Versions Of My Rocket Launcher And Mount Them On The Outer Walls And Have Rigged Some Trenches With Pungie Spikes And Flame Throwers We Found These Needed To Be Quite Large And So We Commandereed A Back Hoe From A Construction Company Not Far From Here And Because Transporting It Under Its Own Power Would Have Been Quite A Daunting Task Valentine Managed To Hot Wire A Big Rig For Large Material Transports And From There Digging The Trenches Was Childs Play

Lately We've Been Mass Producing Some Of Our Primary Weapons With The Help Of The Rig To Transport Large Quantities Of Supplies Valentine And Bubbles Have Managed To Pull In Supplies While Myself And Our Cave Citian Miss Defend The Strong Hold

We Have Had To Start Using Signal Flares Due To These Zombies Occaisionaly Becoming Smart Enough To Operate A Rig Or Other Vehicle The Design Is Simple Enough

Essentially There Like A Pipe Bomb Filled With Barium sulfate With Magnesium Sulfate And Parlon To Produce A Bright Green Flash If A Surviver Out There Comes Near We Ask That You Stop Your Rig Temporarily And Issue Such A Spark Twice Ten Minutes Apart So The First Blast Will Set Off Our Audio Triggers And Alert Us And The Second Will Designate You As A Friendly Troop From There You May Continue Forward and Stop 20 Feet From The Main Gate Where We Will Confirm You Are Living Through Visual Cues And Will Permit Your Entrance

We Certainly Can Provide Minor Assistance For Any Of You Survivers Out There However We Do Expect Things In Return Primarily We Ask For Food In Exchange For Materials Or Services We Might Provide As We've Been Holding This Stronghold Down For Some Time Materials We Often Have Plenty Of And Access To More However Food Is Becoming Quite Scarce Here Even Growing These Crops As We Are Its Hard Maintaining Our Food Stuffs

If You Have A Surplus Of Both Food And Materials We Will Assist By Turning Your Materials Into Weapons And Adding To Your Stock Of Materials From Our Own In Turn For Food

I Certainly Do Hope This Is Not Man Kinds Last Blog That Maybe There Is One More Surviver Out There At Least Then We Won't Be The Only Ones Left

Please If You Are Still Out There Contact Me " The Shadow " Here In Any Way Possible

Killing Mix

Every Once In A While In This Zombie Invested Wasteland You Have To Just Stop And Cut Loose And For That You Need A Few Things Those Things Being
A Katana Nearly As Long As You Are Tall Coated In Alcohol And Set Ablaze
A Cowon Portable Media Player ( Luckily In North Little Rock You Can Pick These Up Pretty Quick And You Don't Need To Unlock Em Just Clip The Security Ties And Go )
A Couple Of Fully Loaded Semi Auto Pistols
A Good War Cry ( Just Plain Out Right Maddening Yells Work Just Fine ;) )
And Finally A Mix Of Song That Get Your Blood Pumping To Pile On Your Newly Obtained Cowon Player

My Killing Mix Consists Of The Following :
"Hell" By Disturbed
"Rise" By Disturbed
"Ten Thousand Fists" By Disturbed
"Get Psycho" By Disturbed
"The Game" By Disturbed
"Conflict" By Disturbed
"Droppin' Plates" By Disturbed
"Fear" By Disturbed
"Pain Redefined" By Disturbed
"Perfect Insanity" By Disturbed
"Indestructible" By Disturbed
"Bodies" By Drowning Pool ( Because I Wouldn't Be Killing Anything If This Wasn't On The List)
"Given Up" By Linkin Park
"Our Time Is Now" By Story Of The Year


If That Isn't Enough To Get Your Psychotic Killing Instincts Kick Started Well Then Maybe You Should Just Let The Dead Bastards Eat Ya

Will Keep You Guys Posted On Our Progress I Know Its Just To Fucking Fun To Kill These Guys In Often Times Sadistic And Painful Ways ( Their Dead And It Still Seems Like That Should Hurt Even Then ) Looks Like We're Headed North So We'll See Where We Are When We Get There

To Become A Killer

Having Remembered Her Christian Up Bringing I Handed Her The Gun And Told Her To Either Learn How To Use It Or Become Fearless Enough To Do Tasks That Would Require Balls Of Freaking Steel

Her Choice Was To Take The Gun For Safety And Avoid Killing Anything While Doing Such Tasks As Refilling The Tank And Mending Whatever Wounds I Might Incur While Fighting As Well As Redressing The Wound From Those Dogs Following My Instructions Given That I Have A Slight Medical Background

Might Also Have Her Cooking Some things I'm Running Out Of Creative Ways To Create Something Tasty Seems It Depends On Whatever Work I Feel Up To Deligating

I Had To Get Directions From Her To Get To The Convention Center And From There Found The Army Surplus And Raided The Good Food At "The Flying Burito " Best Damn Buritos Anywhere Specially When Its Possibly The Last Burito You'll Ever Eat I Made Up A Few Dozen And Packed Them In A Cooler For Later Apparently She Doesn't Eat As Much As I Do So She Grabbed Something Else From Another Nearby Food Stock And We Hopped Back In Making It To The Army Surplus With A Full Stomache And A Good Idea Of What We Were Looking For Thanks To Paul's Frequent Stops At Simalar Places I Managed To Get Some Really Good Shit Plenty Of Ammo Stuffed Into The Truck And A Few New "Toys" As Mark Calls Them


Recieved An IM On An Old Microsoft Hotmail Account I've Had Open for God Knows How Long It Seems My Old Buddy Bubbles Just Obliterated His Lab With Some 0.75 tons of C4 .... no clue as to where he got that much freaking C4 but the mans a genius ... saddly he took out the laser i sent him one christmas as well ... skinny bastard he knows i don't normally have the parts for one of those .... Will be stopping by a radio shack i spotted on the way here to pickup parts for a mobile version of that same laser ... rated at 2 watts it was designed for burning stuff so i figure it ought to work great for burning these fuckers to the ground

His Instructions Weren't Very Clear But It Seems Zombies In The Area Are Quite Increadibly Intelligent Almost Going About Life As Normal Until BAM Their On You Like Stink On Shit

So Its Likely He Intends Only Me To Get There On The Off Chance My Laptop Were To Fall Into The Hands Of One Of The Strangely Inelligent Zombies ... I Have To Wonder If He Was Attempting To Cure Them And Only Managed To Introduce A New Strain ... Meh Oh Well

Need To Stop At A Nerby Conveinance Store And Pickup Some More Mountain Dew .... High Octane Bottle Whoopass Always Goes Great With A Burito Specially A Flying Burito Even Better If I Manage To Find One Of The Buritos I Added Jalapeno's To ... Didn't Have The Stuff To Put Together My Old recipie for Wake Up Buritos And Definately Had Nothing For Chilli So Jalapeno's It Is

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After A While Of Searching We've found Bubbles' Location I've Set Her To Disarming The Traps And Cracked Open A Bottle of Mountain Dew And Downed a burito .... KICKING SOME MAJORS ZOMBIE ASS ON THE GREATEST HIGH OF MY LIFE!!!! took her so long i think i eliminated about 500 of these fuckers after lighting my sword ablaze yet again Dangerous Yes but i think the most scary part about the situation is the fact that i went total sadist not simply slicing through the bastards but totally dismembering them and burning them piece by piece Crackling maniacly the entire time I Think I Not Only Terrofied Her but also bubbles when she finally got the door open and he stepped out ...Not Sure Where We're Headed Now But I Got My Parts And Am In The Back seat Assembling A New Portable Laser Will Update When I'm Finished ... Looks Like Bubbles Just Wanted out Of Here As Soon As Possible Cause He Just Picked A Direction And Started Driving

In Cavecity.... Again

Once Mark Finished The Phone I Made Like A Bat Out Of Hell To Get Everything In The Truck And Amusingly Enough The Dumb Fucker Left His Key's In The Thing No Need To Hotwire The Bitch Just Had To Pull It Closer To Walmarts Doors And Load Everything Up

Then Taking My Leave I Drove Back To That Gas Station And Began Filling Everything Up The Trucks Tank Was Perhaps The Most Interesting Because It Put Me In A Difficult Position For Actually Filling It Up While Defending Myself But After Managing That The Rest Was Easy

I Knew It Was Only About A Four Hour Trip To CaveCity But I Was Going To Abosolutely Haul Ass Partly Because I Don't Know How To Drive But Partly Because I Think It Might Already Be To Late To Save A Long Lost Love And At The Very Least I Would Like To Save Her From Herself If It Is To Late

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After Some Major Distractions Along The Way I've Gotten Back To Editing This Post Nearing Cavecity ... It Seems The Zombies Have Realized They Need to Move So The Massive Hordes That Seem To Be Traveling Twords Mississipi Are Almost Entirely Ignoring Me Although I Chunk A Grenade Out The Window Every Once In A While To Slow Their Progress

I've Stopped At The Old Philips 66 Station And Found A Couple Good Mountain Dews ... Gotta Have Some Combat Fuel And This Stuff Is High Octane Bottled Whoop Ass

Knowing My Way Around These Streets I Take A Back Road Called Welcome Lane Heading Through Several Back Roads And Emerge Around The Rich Neighborhood Drifting Slightly Into A Turn I Notice The Few Zombies Still Left In Town Are Surrounding Her House ....

I Drift About Twords Her House Hopping From The Truck I Pull My Gun And My Sword And Start Whipping Ass . Realizing This Is An Endless Fight I Pop Each One In The Head And Dip My Sword In Some Alcohol And Smack It Against The Side Of The Brick House To Which I Hear Screaming As My Blade Catches Fire ....

I Begin Setting The Zombies Ablaze Before Seeing Her Face Appear In A Window Horrified By What It Is That I Was Doing . I Look Down To See The Zombie I Set Ablaze Last Was Her Father And Another Nearby Was A Friend Of Ours ...

Not Having Time For Remorse I Yell To The Window That Its Safe To Come Out Now .... She Came Out With A Kitchen Knife Looking Fiercly At Me For A Past Grudge Not To Mention The Merciless Slaying Of People Who Were Already Dead ...

After Demonstrating The Knife She Had Would Do Her No Good Even Were I Unarmed I Lead Her To The Truck And We Begin Moving Again

Stopping At Our Church Made Her Look At Me Alful Funny But I Told Her We Had Secured It Some Time Ago And That It Should Be Relatively Safe Still I Led Her Inside And Told Her I Would Be Back Within Thirty Minutes If Not Her Car Had Been Left In The Parking Lot A Few Nights Before Everything Went Wrong And It Was One Of Few We Hadn't Tried Hotwiring Because The Soft Top On It Would Give Us No Time To Work

But She Had The Keys And Could Get Moving Quickly Even If I Hadn't Returned ... I Gave Her A Sheet Of Paper Containing Directions To The Fortified Walmart In Mississippi Where Hopefully Mark And Paul Would Still Be Staying. Just In Case ...

I Checked Valentines House To See If There Were Any Clue As To Where They Might Have Been Headed Because I Didn't Manage To Find Them Along The Road

Finding None I Went Back To The Church And Picked Her Up And Told Her We Would Be On The Move Back Twords An Army Surplus Store I Remember Passing On A Trip To AYC With Her And The Rest Of My Youth Group

The Store Located In Little Rock Would Be Back Tracking A Bit But I Thought We Could Manage It So Long As The Food Held Out Long Enough To Get To A Larger Town Further Out Seeing As We Raided Most Of Batesvilles Food Stocks

A Nightmare Enased In Shadow

I Awoke Again Tonight Screaming Bloody Murder It Seems Paul And Mark Have Gotten Used To It I No Longer Have To Explain Myself Just Have To Yell "WAIT DON'T SHOOT YOU MORONS WE'RE SAFE DAMN IT ! "

These Nightmares About Her Are So Lifelike As Though I'm There In Cave City Again Watching Her Scream In Terror As Zombies Are Surrounding Her House .... My Family Was Considered To Be Psychic's And Psycho's Being A Little Bit Of Both Myself Helped Me To Survive These Zombies For So Long And Thats What Worries Me ... These Nightmares Being So Realistic Usually Means Its Not A Nightmare But Something Soon To Happen ....

I've Told Mark And Paul About My Decision To Return To Cave City Because Even If She Isn't Alive I Hope To Find Valentine Along The Way

Grabbing My Favorite Sub Machine Gun From Pauls Toy Collection I Ask If I Might Keep It And Enough Ammo To Get To Another Town Where I Hope To Find More Ammo And Perhaps A Few Other Guns

Apparently Paul Liked My Enthusiasm For Blowing Shit Up So He Set Aside A Few Goodies For Me Including Some Hand Grenades A Block of C4 ( Where The Fuck Did He Get That ?! ) A Detonator For The C4 And A Full Crate Of Ammo ( Apparently This Gun Takes Rounds That None Of The Others Can Use Lucky Me )

I Grabbed My Cloak And Carried It And My Sub Machine Gun Down Into Walmart Finding The Crafts Section I Quickly Fashioned A Quick Release System For Carrying My Gun And Being Able To Draw It With Lightning Speed I Also Fashioned A Small Storage Space For Spare Clips On The Other Side To Balance The Weight Of My Cloak Which Is Important For One Of The Fun Little Things Hidden Within The Cloak Itself Still Waiting For When I Need To Unleash Hell On These Zombies In An Instant

Back Upstairs I Grab The Night Vision Goggles And Spot A Decent Truck In Good Condition And Begin To Gather The Supplies I'll Need Figuring That When I Go To Load The Other Truck Up With My Supplies Paul Will Enjoy Picking Off Zombies That Get To Close With That Sniper Rifle Of His

Rushing About Walmart I Grab Various Things I'll Likely Need ... An Power Converter A Spare Phone To Have Mark JailBreak And Arrange For Me An Internet Connection While I'm On My Own In The Middle Of Nowhere . A Few Dozen Gasoline Containers A Spare Set Of Tires ( Thanks To The Auto Motives Department These Are Good To Go Only Need To Pop Em On The Truck And Continue Moving Way To Go Walmart! ) And Some Oil Along With Radiator Fluid ( I'm Taking No Chances Of Getting Stuck Specially Since I Don't Know How To Drive And Will Be Fucking Booking It ) A Spare Truck Battery To Round Off Possible Repairs

Grabbing Various Canned Foods And An Electric Cook Top I Start Shoving Things Into Storage Bins And Find A Backpack Which I Revamp Using Crafting Materials So That I Can Strap These Bins Onto My Back And Keep My Arms Free While Moving Twords The Truck

Mark Just Informed Me It Takes A Couple Hours To Setup The Phone Without Having The Proper Software Available ( Not To Mention Apparently The Proper Software Sucks Ass )

I've Made My Way Over To The Gym Equipment Section Of Walmart Which Is Only A Short Way From Where Mark Is Setting Up The Phone .... Amazingly This Walmart Had A Decent Stock Of Airspeed Skateboards ... Pulling A Combat Knife And Stripping The Package I Begin Having A Blast On A New Board Something I Haven't Done In A Long Time Now It Seems .... Once I Was Yet Again Nailing TreFlips I Decide To Give It A Rest ... No Need To Skate To Entertain Myself When I Have So Many Neat Ways To Kill A Zombie ^^

Grabbing Some Weights I Begin An Apparently Scarily Overdone Workout Between Squating 600 Pounds To Attaching 50 Pounds To Each Of My Legs And Running Several Laps Around Walmart's Interior I Think I Did Over Do Things A Bit But The Way I See It OVERKILL Is DEFINITELY An Option At This Point ...

And I've Still Got About An Hour Till Mark Finish's Up That Phone So It Seems Like Perhaps I Should Find A Way To HotWire That Truck Quickly When I Get Ready To Leave

Pitbulls Rednecks and Zombies ... OH MY!

well now for a bit of story from a bit before all of this became a big problem with the zombies ..... mark saw me changing earlier and noticed the stitches on my leg and asked how the fuck i can manage to fight with a damn hole in my leg and i straightened up pulling my jeans the rest of the way up and said it was easy i simply don't use my leg and explaining to him why i was able to go all fucking ninja on the zombies wasn't an easy task but i also told him why their was a hole in my leg to begin with

shortly after the break out of zombies made it to cavecity a couple pitbulls attacked me on my way to the cavecity pharmacy luckily being already a major ninja and having fought off pitbulls before i managed to make it to the pharmacy almost unscathed but on my way to the church where i planned to hole up inside i was loaded down with a number of odd medications and shit and couldn't move as quickly and ended up with one of them biting a hole in my leg which i had ash hold my leg still while nathan sewed me up

mark seemed to be interested in weather or not the pitbulls were infected and i told him that as far as we knew they were infact infected because it didn't tire out normaly etc. so mark seemed to think about it for a minute and replied with the fact that he thinks if someone doesn't die from the bite then they might not turn into a zombie and i think he's right but idk of anyway we can really test it .... maybe we should chunk a tampoline over the side so he has a safe place to land and chunk mark over the wall onto the trampoline and let him in after he's been bitten at least once .... hmmmmm nah too risky we'll have to find a safer way to test it

well i need to go see about whats for dinner .... thinking of finding the stuff to whip up something special ....