Zompocalypse!!!!1!!!12!!!

[Jeros]

I emerge from the rail tunnel unscathed and i find a stopped national express train infront of me, perfect as its mostly countryside around and its getting very dark, i manage to clamber up and open the emergancy release on the first class carriage door, i ease in and.....

OH FOR THE LOVE OF GOD NOT AGAIN

i dispatch five zombies with my five shells and in desperation use the cutless to behead two more....there has to be at least 30 of the fuckers in here though! must have been an early morning train, i leap out of the door and as an afterthought realise i should have closed it, in the fading daylight i can see the other carriages are full of zombies padding against the windows, i run to the locomotive and its door flings open, the driver helps me inside and explains how me managed to stay alive by sealing himself in the locomotive, i thank him for his help and hand him the depleated shotgun telling him to use it as a cudgel.

This is a safe a place as im going to get for tonight, no ammo, no food, but at least i have an ally, i cant sleep, i cut my arm exiting the first class carriage....i think....none of them got close enough to bite me....right?...gods....

 

[Milkshake]

I am currently in South Queensferry at work. Leaving my desk, I head to the cafeteria and grab some bits and pieces. Someone in my team at work is an archer, and has come back from shooting at lunchtime so I break into his car and steal his bow and arrows. I head down to the quay at South Queensferry and break into the local sea scout hut which contains varios canoes and boats. I use the canoe to get across the forth into fife.

Not sure from there :S

 

[Frizz]

I've had enough! I need some fresh air!

 

[Wij]

Having practised with my bat all morning realise I've been neglecting my DIY and head off to B&Q for supplies. I always keep my cricket back in the back of the car anyway.

 

[Ch3tan]

I'm armed with an ak, which there seem to be lots of in the mosque, a grenade, various knives of which the rude boys who were praying at the time seem to have lots of, and a hook which came off some dead preachers hand....

I have been shouting rallying cries to boost moral, but not actually helping the frontline defense... Suddenly they all turn around and tell me to hold the entrance and go to pray. Fuck this I think and make a run for it, lobbing the grenade to clear a path. I turn south down the a23, croydon town center is a quarter of a mile away and there is a lidl and fitness first 1 minute down the road. I can hear sounds of battle from the town center -it seems all the chavs, gangsters and drug dealers have got their guns out. After a 100 yards I am in the middle of a pitched battle between chavs and zombies, no one seems to be winning. I am mugged 4 times before I make it to the fitness first, and have had all my weapons stolen.....

 

[haarewin]

Haarewin : Lets hope your brother can drive, because you've stalled the car, and the looters seem to like the idea of a car to take their stuff home in.

(Lucky for me he's a good driver eh?)
He runs over to the car and I open the door and move over to the passenger seat.
I tell him to get us to the petrol station, and he slams the door behind him and locks it with the fob on the key. He starts driving. He wants more weapons, but I think as I'm pretty handy with whacking stuff on the head with my umbrella and we have a snooker cue on the back seat just in case, we'll be ok. He insists that we get some deodorants and a few lighters to have make-shift flamethrowers while we are at the petrol station.

As we pull around the corner we notice a plume of smoke and a pile up of a cars, with several slow lumbering types dragging themselves towards us. He freezes up and they are trying to claw their way inside the car. Trying to smack some sense into him, I bitchslap him and he starts an argument with me.

 

[Rubric]

The car starts first time which is fantastic and as i am driving down the road i see random zombies milling about. I decide to run some down on my way and they make a satisfying crunching noise under my wheels. Made it to blockbuster. The doors are open and the lights are flickering. Not seen 28 days later yet so i head in to see if they have a copy.

 

[PLightstar]

I wake up to the smell of burning flesh, it seems the neighbours directly below us tried to escape during the night, using a make-shift flame thrower, theres no zombies on the stairs but I can see the charred remains of my neighbours in the garden.

I see my mate and his mum coming up the path to join us carrying bags, they have food and it looks like those swords came in handy, still sign sign of life from the rest of our friends and family and fear the worst, visiabilty is very poor, we can't see the motorway at all. The golf course is a half a mile away, it is a medievel lookout post in the centre so would be a easy place to live in and defend. We decide we can do it in one trip if we fill up my flatmates Vectra estate and my Astra with supplies and our makeshift weapons.

 

[Will]

(Bear with me everyone, this is going to take a while...)

Stimpy : You survive the night, but the street outside is starting to look pretty full, and they are starting to bang against the doors and windows. Its only a matter of time, you better make a move.

 

[Will]

Tris : Psycho of the year award appears to be going to you.

You head up to the managers office. TAP...TAP...CRRAASSSHHH!!!!

A huge zombie charges towards you, mumbling something about "YARP!". Hambo leaps at its throat, but the zombie just bats him aside, bouncing him off the canned goods section, leaving Hambo broken and whimpering. You push your shopping trolley at the zombie, and make a run, but you better come up with a plan or its all going to end messily.

 

[Will]

Plightstar : Good morning. You get up for a cup of coffee, but your flatmate is nowhere to be seen. There is quite a large number of zombies outside now, and they seem to be getting more desparate to get up to you.

 

[Will]

Tom : The roads are pretty riddled with crashed and burning cars, so you can't get much speed up. You eventually get in sight of the base, but you hear the gunfire and explosions long before then. You get some height, and it looks like a pitched battle, squaddies vs. zombies. If you get past the zombies, you run a very high chance of being shot. Looks like you need a new plan.

 

[Will]

Talivar : How right you are, the obvious strong man has to die first, so the cheerleader and the nerd can save the day. And this is no exception. You've underestimated the number of zombies, and when your gun jams, they rush you. You draw your sword, and cut your way clear, but not before you take a bite to the neck. You are losing quite a lot of blood. You manage to get to an abandoned building, but you are probably a goner. The question is, do you finish yourself off, take out as many zombies as you can, or see how the other half lives and embrace your inner zombie?

 

[Will]

Jeros : You survive the night, but you get no sleep with the moans outside, and the banging against the doors. You haven't got any food, you haven't got much room, and your arm hurts like a bastard.

 

[Will]

Milkshake : Your coworker won't be impressed when he finds his equipment gone, and his car window smashed.

Fife appears to be overrun with the living dead, clutching bottles of Buckie, and looting shops for flatscreen TVs. It doesn't look that safe.

 

[Will]

Sir Frizz : Fresh air is filled with zombies. You spend all night running madly. About dawn your body gives up, and you collapse in a sobbing heap, in a deserted field. You pass out...

You awake a few hours later. You are cold, soaked through, but alive.

 

[Will]

Wijlet : DIY is very important. All the staff in B&Q are nowhere to be seen, which isn't unusual. You eventually find someone hiding in the kitchen section, but he has turned. You find it strangely theraputic bashing his head in with your cricket bat. Which supplies are you picking up?

 

[Jimmy]

wow i wake up and switch my computer on and check the news as you do, read the alert, I grab my bag and fill it with food and drink and head out the door on to a quite town street.

 

[Will]

Ch3tan : Entering Fitness First, you see a few zombies up the corridor, but they haven't seen you. You sneak down a side corridor, and stumble on a cupboard. You find a stout metal pipe, and a nice pile of yoga mats, and settle down for the night after wedging the door shut.

When you wake up, the gunfire outside has died down.

 

[PLightstar]

We finish stocking up the cars, but my flatmate comes running at us looking very pale, hes says hes fine but I think he may have been bittin , hes clothings have been torn, I hope hes going to be ok, I decide to drive his estate and he can drive my astra and I put my mate and his mum in with me just in case. As we drive past the other side of the building we see the Zombies begining to make there way through the first door to my flat. Onwards to the Golf Club.

 

[tris-]

Tris : Psycho of the year award appears to be going to you.

You head up to the managers office. TAP...TAP...CRRAASSSHHH!!!!

A huge zombie charges towards you, mumbling something about "YARP!". Hambo leaps at its throat, but the zombie just bats him aside, bouncing him off the canned goods section, leaving Hambo broken and whimpering. You push your shopping trolley at the zombie, and make a run, but you better come up with a plan or its all going to end messily.

i charge full force at the zombie and pin it up against the wall, but i cant hold him forever. i throw the bottle of rum at it, which smashes allowing the contents to cover it. then i light the zippo and chuck at it. disorientated from the flames surrounding its body, i manage to ram the trolley at it a few more times. its sort of wriggling about on the floor now, and i avenge hambo and slice the head right off the zombie.
hambo looks pretty fucked up, i do the humane thing and decapitate him, his head rolls violently across the hall and ends up next to the zombie head. i spot the zippo next to the smoldering corpse and retrieve it.
after a few minutess of fumbling with the keys, i manage to unlock the managers office. its a fairly large square room, and has CCTV monitors. there doesnt appear to be anyone in here, so i lock the door behind me and search around the office.

 

[Stimpy]

Stimpy : You survive the night, but the street outside is starting to look pretty full, and they are starting to bang against the doors and windows. Its only a matter of time, you better make a move.

I have a look out of the window and realise my plan of driving to a more secure location isn't going to work, the roads are littered with cars blocking the way, it's time to break out the motorbike from the garage, I suit up, open the door and make a dash for the garage.

 

[Nate]

I take away my barracades, pick up everything and take my dogs for a walk to Tesco's and the Butchers..

 

[Nate]

Oh and I had breakfast/fed the dogs

 

[Milkshake]

Milkshake : Your coworker won't be impressed when he finds his equipment gone, and his car window smashed.

Fife appears to be overrun with the living dead, clutching bottles of Buckie, and looting shops for flatscreen TVs. It doesn't look that safe.

I settle down for the night in my canoe, anchored just off the northern coast.

In the morning, I move off with the intention of getting to the army base at Barrybuddon. Being that I am already adept at avoiding groups of youths after years of living near Livingston, I slowly hike my way north, staying away from towns and villages.

I spot Kinross House in the distance, and head towards it hoping to replenish my food stocks and perhaps find a coal bunker to sleep in for the night.

 

[soze]

If i was not two days late i would have gone to the Barracks at Colchester Stolen and APC and as many guns and bullets as i could find. Then Ram Raid the tesco at the Hythe for use once BBQs and supplies before heading to frinton where the population was already so old they could barely move now they are undead i could stroll away from them

 

[Trem]

I wake up and decide today is as good a day as any to chuck one over my thumb.

I then cover myself in petrol soaked sheets, ignite it and run at the nearest flock of birds trying to singe as many as possible.

If I am still alive I chat up the nearest female zombie, at least I can take her tits with me.

 

[Will]

haarewin : As he is trying to argue with you, a zombie smashes the window, and drags your brother out. While they are distracted by eating him, you manage to get clear of the car, and run into the petrol station shop. You put the ice cream freezer in from of the door, but you can't find any way of locking the door properly.

 

[Nate]

Get orf my land soze! Thats my plan!!

 

[Will]

Rubric : Someone has already rented it. There is the entire Night of the Living Dead series on the shelf. And some popcorn. Awesome.

The staff behind the counter are looking a bit hungry, though they appear to be unable to get out from behind the tills.