Introduction
The world as we know it has ended, when a cancer medicine was created to terminate all cancers the world believed it was a miracle. After just a week half of the medicine users failed to show signs of improving, the other half, dead. Those who died, well, lets just say, they didn't stay dead. The process was slow, but after they died the virus spread throughout them, reanimating thier brain cells, thier motor functions and memories were gone, but they were no longer alive. They had the most basic of needs, the need to feed upon human flesh.
It happened so quickly no one had time to react, the zombies began to ravage the land, killing everybody. Hoard after hoard attacked, killing anybody alive. Sometimes your lucky, if there is only on zombie then its easy to escape, but as they say "theres power in numbers" and thats what the zombies use. After it started, nobody knew what to do, but a few rules were established amongst the only survivors, the only way to travel was by walking or car, dont drive on the highways they are all blocked, never enter a big city unless you absolutly have to, and last but not least, never turn your back.
Now that the world was in ruin, the survivors kept dwindling, untill finnaly there was only one radio broadcast left. Nobody knew her, even she didnt know herself, Ana Petrelly wouldn't give up, everyday she broadcasted from her bus, then she would wait at the airport, a place that surprisingly is devoid of zombies. her location; Atlanta, a large city with thousands of zombies. Everyday is a struggle, ever since the outbreak there has been no rain, no snow, nothing but the heat, nature was re-taking everything, the zombies were beggining to...Mutate, into creatures like no other, sure they were still zombies with a flesh fetish. But something else clicked, thier reanimated brain cells became smarter, they didnt make noise when they moved, they even became faster.
It was a dog eat dog world now, or should I say Zombie eat human? Without an answer she waits everyday, untill she recievs a broadcast...From a man in alaska, saying they have shelter, and food, Alaska was supposedly zombie free. But the only way to get there would be Ana, who is the only one to have responded to the broadcast. Will you be brave enough to venture from your hiding place to find this mysterious girl? Or will you wait and rot away as the world does? Its your choice, and your story.
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Ana Petrelly: redwren223
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Beads of sweat formed on her forehead and in the palms of her hands. Normally the heat was never this bad, but as she got closer to Atlanta the more the days seemed to drag on. Without warning a Geek appeared from nowhere. Lily frowned, it was one of the unimproved ones, slow, stupid, and with a flesh fetish incredibly dangerous. she didnt even kill it as she kept walking, listening as it followed her. As long as it was one that hadnt been mutated then it wasnt that dangerous, it was the ones that had that were dangerous.
Basic Geeks were like everything you see in those movies, stupid, mindless, and run by its hunger. But imagine if you will, a Geek that has brian function, can run, and has no problem creating traps, now those were dangerous. As they neared anothe resting place the dark haired girl turned, facing the Geek, she pulled from her belt a simple butcher knife. As the Geek neared she aimed for the head and threw the knife as if it were a dart. It hit dead onto the target and died. Lily took the knife out of the Geeks head and continued on her way to the gas station that was up ahead. If she was lucky there was a car to hot wire.
I know what your thinking? That she is bad for hot wiring the old peice of junk car that sat at the gas station, well then get another opinion because she needed that car badly. She knew how dangerous travelling on the road was, escpecially if its as hot as it had been outside, she could have easily have been subdued by something as simple as heat stroke, then she herself would have become a Geek after death. If she was going to die, then she would die fighting. Smiling to herself she continued her work on the car, sighing in defeat with the hunk of junk wouldnt start.
A tap on the window shook her from her thought. what the hell? Cautsiously she looked out the car window, keeping the door shut. What she saw wasnt a Geek, it was....Damnit, a mutant Geek. Great, now they look human. She thought as she pulled out her gun, she forced the door open with all her might, knocking back the Geek who then started coughing...Wait coughing? Geeks didnt cough.She raised her gun and pointed, making sure it was loaded first.
"Who are you?"
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"God Dammit"
Cursed Ana as she held her now heavily bleeding arm, she had been trying to secure a tight rope around a platform so that she could raise it up above the planes wing, but obviously it hadnt work, the rope snapped, slashing her arm and causing her to fall on her butt into the planes newly made door. Indeed, she had been modifieing this plane for months, trying to make it into a sort of living space. Inside the seats had been expertly torn to peices and in the pilots quarters everything had been torn out and replaced by the cushions to forma s ort of bedroom. She had smashed all the windows in and put tarp over them so that if a Zombie was coming then it atleast wouldnt see her. On the outside of the plane were little tiny bells, rescued from a random house she had raided not to long ago, so if a Zombie came she would hear then.
Remembering her now bleeding arm the blonde haired girl held tight on one end of the rope while using her bad arm to grab her bag off the edge of the platform. Digging in it for a moment she found what she needed. But first she would have to make the platform stay, grabbing the snapped end of the rope she tied it to the good end, making it as tigh as she could and then stood back. She jumped off the platform, bracing herself for the painful impact as her legs hit metal. Atleast she knew the Platform would hold her.
Ana sprayed anti-infectant on her arm, then bandaged the large gash. hopefully the airborne transmission rumor wasnt true, or else she would be in trouble. Turning towards he radio she sighed, it was sun up, and she had forgotten to braodcast again. Taking the radio in her hands she clicked it on and began to broadcast on all stations.
"My name is Ana Petrelly, for all who are listening I have a message. The world is gone, im not even sure if im real, but if anybody is out there, please answer, im in Atlanta, and everyday at sunup to sundown I will be at the airport aboard the plane with the words MI-12-Survivor."
Ending the braodcast she looked around, all was clear. Not a single Zombie in sight, nobody but he, alone. She would have been happy to atleast have a Zombie there for compony. But no, it was just her. Ana settled the lawn chair onto the now stabler platform, held up by six ropes attacked to the overhanging roof of the building, she sat in the law chair, and settled herself down. The sun was hot, burning her, turning her skin into a shade of red now. She sighed.
"Sure is hot out today isnt it"
She turned her head. Normally an old man would have been sitting to the left of her, staring out over the expanse of the airport, two months ago he was ambushed while conducting a raid. To her right would have been Miss Foxxy Q, no one knew her real name, but everybody called her that. She drowned herself six months ago. All the survivors except for her had died, in all there had once been twelve of them, now they were all gone.
"Hello?"
Shocked out of her memories she stared down at the little device still in her hands. Her radio....Had it really gone off. She switched it on and spoke rapidly.
"Yes? Hello? Im here? In Atlanta?"
She finished, then there was no answer. Just another trick of her mind.......................................
(As soon as your accepted you may post, I left it off so that if anybody wants to not travel alone you can travel with lily who just discovered another survivor)
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"Im Lilith Tyler, but dont call me Lilith, how bout you?"
She could hear how horribly her english accent stood out, she had always had the accent, having lived with her mother for so many years she just never shook it away. She was glad that he was actually real, and that she was no longer alone. Then she remembered throwing the gravel at him, she scratched the back of her head, slightly embarresed. Lily once again brushed her hair away, watching him cautiously. She wasnt very trusting of him, sure he seemed nice enough, but she was still jumpy and skittish and those werent good to mix with trusting people, she sheepishly grinned at him, turning her charcoal eyes to examine him for the first time.
"sorry bout' throwing that gravel at you, just had to make sure you were real and not a...well, figment of my imagination"
Finishing the powerbar she slid from the hood of the car and grabbed the mini radio out of her bag that sat in the car.
"Are you here because of the broadcast as well?"
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She handed him the knife, smiling as she took the sandwich, well, atleast it wasnt meat. She nodded her head in thought. She had been alone on these roads for so long she hadnt really ever thought there could be another survivor alive in this hell hole of a world.
"Well, seeing as were both headed in the same direction, hows bout we travel together...um, sorry you still havnt told me your name?"
She said sheepishly, taking a bite from the sandwich.
(sorry I hadnt posted in a while, been a bit busy with work)
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"Normally I can hot wire cars, but this thing seems to have problems with me."
She laughed. Then went to the back door on the left side of the car. She threw her bag in and thn proceeded to enter the passengers side.
"I suppose you want to drive, or would you rather me do so?"
She asked, she was a good driver for not even having a liscense, the world ended before she could get it. But oh well, there were no cops in this messed up place so there was no point in having a license anymore. She grabbed her grun from her belt. Laying it on her lap so that if there were any Geeks on the raod she can do a drive by to sharpen her skills.
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