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I suppose it would be OK to keep a journal here, on my User Page.

Author's Note: Please be aware that all of these entries are in-character and do not necessarily reflect the actual expressed opinion of the human individual sitting at the computer controlling him. Our dear Specialist is, of course, a roleplay freak ;) )

February 16th, 2006: Currently in Bagehot Way Police Station. Did some searching today, like always; this time, I think it turned out to be pretty worthwhile--found an extra pistol + 1 clip (and after I was down to 2 shots, by golly!), 2 shotguns (just when I thought all of those shells were becoming dead weight...), two or three shotgun shells, and one spray can.

I suppose I should introduce myself: I, Specialist290, known as "Spec290" in the RPG, joined 2 days ago. Immediately I became a member of the GMSCPIRACPCNC because I'm a member of the same forum as those guys. I wandered aimlessly around west Pashenton and Raines Hills, wasting two full clips trying to kill a few zombies (a task at which even now I am finding no luck). I continued to meander, reading UD Wiki pages while I waited for my AP to build up to familiarize myself w/ the settings. (BTW, To Whoever Maintains This Site: Great Job!) Gradually, with the help of a few maps, I wandered my way over to my current location, where I am stockpiling for ammo so I can go out and hunt some zombies so I can gain some XP so I won't become just another survivor-turned-zombie somewhere outside of Caiger Mall.

To anyone else out there who might be reading this: Pashenton seems perfectly safe. If you need a place to rest, recuperate, and reload, and happen to be nearby, I'd suggest here.

Obligatory Timestamp: --Specialist290 00:36, 17 Feb 2006 (GMT)

February 19th, 2006: Midnighting in a train station in Yagoton, thanks in part to a zombie with a flak jacket somewhere in Lamport Hills from whom I got the final 4 XP needed to get Free Running. Once I got that, I entered some building and made a brief jaunt through Southall Mansion to my current location, the Dorrington Road Railway Station. A few of my friends from the GMSCPIRACPCNC are supposed to be there. Once I've got more AP I'll see if I can link up with any of them.

Incidentally, the epic mural inside the Bagehot Way Police Department is my work, if it's still there. Darn shame my spray can ran out on the first spraying, though...

Obligatory Timestamp: --Specialist290 21:48, 19 February 2006 (GMT)

February 20th, 2006: Found Private Someone, the first familiar face I've seen in this city. Still in Yagoton, still behind an Extremely Barricaded building, and still alive. Really glad I decided to pick Free Running instead of Pistol Training.

Obligatory Timestamp: --Specialist290 18:10, 20 February 2006 (GMT)

February 23rd, 2006: Haven't been able to get on the 'Net since my last journal entry. Mostly just been searching around the Yagoton area for weapons, ammo, and other supplies. Yagoton seems to be quiet lately; maybe it's because the Clinic there is so well-defended. Surprising for a suburb so close to Caiger. Then again, I suppose it has its "exciting" moments.

Obligatory Timestamp: --Specialist290 22:33, 23 February 2006 (GMT)

OK, so I was wrong.

Checked the Wiki page and it seems as though some "Disciples of Zeko" have been running around PKing people, while a zombie group known as "The Gray" is coming back to town. All I can say is: Anyone in the area, have your gun ready.

Obligatory Timestamp: --Specialist290 23:05, 23 February 2006 (GMT)

February 25th, 2006: Just killed my first zombie!

The guy took all of my shotgun ammo and most of my pistol rounds (before reloading), and that darn flak jacket he had on wasn't helping me out much either, but after a few hits from the shotguns and several more from pistols, the lurching corpse went down. I'm well on my way to leveling up again. Oddly enough, the building it appeared to be attacking was empty, so I just Free Ran elsewhere.

In other news, I'm presently somewhere in the Brooke Hills suburb. I'm planning to restock my ammo before I go anywhere else. I decided to get rid of one of my shotguns, since 3 is probably enough and reloading them one at a time is going to be a real pain if I get too many of them.

Obligatory Timestamp: --Specialist290 14:59, 25 February 2006 (GMT)

February 28th, 2006: Took scouting detour through Millen Hills and would like to give a word to the wise: the area appears to be full of revivified zombie spies. The telltale clue that tipped me off: A large number of Level 1 Civilians w/ Vigour Mortis as their starting skill. Be alert. Naturally, to avoid being accused of PKing, I did not take the time to return them to a zombified state.

Obligatory Timestamp: --Specialist290 02:55, 1 March 2006 (GMT)

March 2nd, 2006: The Moorhouse Place PD in Yagoton seems to have been taking a lot of heat from zombies lately. My suspicions, like those of a number of other Yagoton residents, lie with the idea that this is a move by the Gray. Each time I've visited, however, it seems as though someone's rebarricaded the place and dealt w/ the zombie attacks. The pile of bodies outside, however (49), tells a lot...

In other news, I've just acquired Construction. However, I'm now running low on ammo. I'll probably spend most of the next few days making supply runs on nearby police stations.

Obligatory Timestamp: --Specialist290 00:05, 3 March 2006 (GMT)

March 3rd, 2006: Still resupplying, but I'm a bit better prepared than I was yesterday. Haven't been outside, so I can't really comment on the situation, but things seem quiet where I'm at. Hopefully I'll be rady for action after tomorrow.

Obligatory Timestamp: --Specialist290 03:31, 4 March 2006 (GMT)

March 6th, 2006: It's almost as though Moorhouse Place PD is getting targeted or something. Killed a zombie right outside the place, but not before he managed to kill someone else, leave, and groan. I also helped reinforce the barricades once he was dead.

Obligatory Timestamp: --Specialist290 21:19, 6 March 2006 (GMT)

March 9th, 2006: It's insane. Moorhouse Place PD has been broken into again, making this, according to one of my friends in the GMSCPIRACPNC, the fifth time in eight days. There's probably more that I haven't been able to witness, too. This confirms my suspicions that some sort of zombie group is trying to gain a foothold in Yagoton, although why these zombies are stupid enough to gather only in groups of two or three at a time is beyond me (or perhaps most of them are getting killed while the others run out of AP). Of course, this being Yagoton, that and a few random PKs are about all the activity that really goes on in this place--although I'm not saying that I'd necessarily like having a massive zombie horde knocking at my door.

Obligatory Timestamp: --Specialist290 02:29, 10 March 2006 (GMT)

March 10th, 2006: I think I've found a new purpose in life (for my UD character, that is): the defense of the Moorhouse Place PD.

I mean, it's only logical. I've been the guy who's killed the last zombie in that place about three times, so I figure I should at least make this little cleanup business an "official" thing. (Of course, the fact that my little group is very flexible in operational liberties with its members helps.)

Obligatory Timestamp: --Specialist290 00:47, 11 March 2006 (GMT)


March 12th, 2006: It seems that whoever's doing this is widening his operational range. Zombies were attacking the Beckey Arms, and my friend and I killed one, but the other managed to get in. We reduced him to 8 HP, but my friend only had a few AP left and I ran out of ammo (twice), so I had to leave him alive. I really hope we slowed him down, though.

--Obligatory Timestamp: --Specialist290 21:33, 12 March 2006 (GMT)

March 19th, 2006: First things first: the GMSPIRACPCPNC is now [the Crimson Wolves].

That aside, it seems as though the situation at Moorhouse has finally come to an end. My colleagues and I haven't seen any zombies for a while now. I've been taking advantage of this (hopefully fairly long) lull in the fighting to restock my supplies in preparation for whatever we decide to do next.

Rumor has it that the Caiger Mall siege is finally coming to an end. While most, of course, regard this as some kind of victory, I personally am wondering what's going to happen when all the zombies that were over there start going elsewhere. Once Mall Tour '06 disintegrates, what are all of its members going to do? I strongly suspect they won't just sit around on their duffs. They'll probably form their own groups and break out into the neighboring suburbs, gradually pushing their way outward and onward.

This probably makes me sound a bit more pessimistic than I actually am. Mark my words, I'm just as happy about it as the next guy. I'm just wondering what the zombies will start doing once they leave the Caiger grounds.

(GAAH! Forgot timestamp!! --Specialist290 00:44, 21 March 2006 (GMT) )

March 20th, 2006: Caiger Mall. I feel like I'm on sacred ground. The trumpeting of angels fills my ears as I first set foot upon this hallowed place, only to suddenly be drowned out by the moans of zombies and the percussion symphony of gunshots in answer. I had the luck to arrive right in thye middle of a breakin. Fortunately, the breach was contained rather quickly.

Victorious at Moorhouse Place PD (which we have christened "Moorhousegrad"), the Crimson Wolves are now moving to Caiger. Rumor has it there's going to be a big counterstrike now that the zombies are sttarting to depopulate the suburb. Hopefully we can drive away the zombies from the fertile soil around this great icon of struggle once and for all.

It seems as though the appearance of The Shining Ones has confirmed my suspicions. My best wishes to the Dunnel Hills Police Department in their struggle to contain the menace.

--Obligatory Timestamp: --Specialist290 00:44, 21 March 2006 (GMT)


March 21st, 2006: Another thing to add to my list of firsts: My first infection was acquired in the defense of Caiger Mall.

Admittedly, what I did was rather stupid: I went outside to kill zombies. They ended up almost killing me, instead, although I did get in a few hits myself. Fortunately, a good friend of mine in the Crimson Wolves was able to provide medical assistance once I got back inside the Mall, so I'm still among the quick (at the moment of this writing). However, any kind souls in the area who have a neverending supply of First Aid Kits and are looking for someone to use them on to get experience would do well to look me up.

--Obligatory Timestamp: --Specialist290 02:18, 22 March 2006 (GMT)

  • Corollary: I would like to say "Thank you" to a Creedy Defense Force member who shall remain nameless for security reasons but who's name will be forever engraved on my list of "thank you's" to random Malton residents. The heal is much appreciated. --Specialist290 02:22, 22 March 2006 (GMT)

March 23rd, 2006: First, thank you to a random NecroTech scientist for the revive.

Second, if I EVER see the b*****d who PK'ed me, there's gonna be hell to pay.

I have to say that, now possessing a greater clarity of mind about the subject, my "death" was a rather educational experience. It's kinda refreshing to see things from the perspective of a zombie. Not that I'm gonna stop thinking of them as "the enemy," but now I have a better appreciation for the amount of effort they put into fighting us. The experience has given me a whole new perspective on what being a zombie really is. I also see that there are also some survivors who don't deserve to be protected from them, as well.

Anyway, even as a zombie, I still managed to retain enough cognitive functions to resist the unusual pangs for human blood and brains and find a kind soul willing to revive me. It's nice to know that not everyone in Malton is simply kill-happy, whether their preferred target is living or undead.

--Obligatory Timestamp: --Specialist290 22:55, 23 March 2006 (GMT)


March 27th, 2006: Almost killed a zombie today, but ran out of ammo before I could finish him off. I cannot reveal my present location at this time, as the Crimson Wolves are currently at war with an enigmatic group that calls itself simply "BoSs." Their reason for this attack is unknown, but it's rumored they've been attacking others as well, so it's probably just some PKer group and not really any big deal.

In the grand scheme of things, that is. Since I've been PKed by them twice, however, it's gotten just a tad personal for me. The rest of my group, being rather protective of their own and having also come under attack, have decided that retaliation is the best way to handle this little problem.

--Obligatory Timestamp: --Specialist290 16:33, 27 March 2006 (BST)


March 29th, 2006: One of my fellow Crimson Wolves was able to track down a member of the BoSs and proven PKer and directed us to him. I was able to singlehandedly take him down. Justice will be done!

--Obligatory Timestamp: --Specialist290 02:48, 30 March 2006 (BST)

April 1, 2006: Odd day today, for a number of reasons:

  • 1--It's April Fool's Day. That's always an odd day.
  • 2--Bale Mall is under attack.
  • 3--The RRF has gone from zombie to human.
  • 4--The Syringe Issue is starting to resolve itself.

For the last three, it isn't the events themselves that are odd, but rather the way they all come together like that. Nevertheless, I digress, although spending a couple days dead again gives one a tendency to ramble.

I'm alive and well (for the moment) somewhere in Yagoton. As BoSs may have followed us, I'm not at liberty to give my specific location, but it is "close to the action." Can't say much else--you never know who might find and read this thing.

The Shining Ones are turning out to be a real roving horde, not just content to stay rooted in one place or another. They seem to have gone through Bale Mall pretty well. One of my friends in the Crimson Wolves actually reported seeing Xyu there, so it has to be something big.

--Obligatory Timestamp: --Specialist290 20:25, 1 April 2006 (BST)

  • Addendum: Right when I finished writing that, a zombie broke down the barricades in the building I was in. I emptied a few rounds into it, but I didn't have enough AP left to actually kill it, so I did what anyone in that situation would do--I ran. Call me chicken, but I do not want to die again so soon. --Specialist290 20:30, 1 April 2006 (BST)


April 2, 2006: OK, the RRF thing (as listed above) turned out to be an April Fool's joke. Leave it to bored zombies to do that kind of thing to ya. Down here in Yagoton, though, I've got problems of my own.

Bale Mall has fallen. This seems to be something you can set your watch by in the suburb, but I digress... Presently, the Shining Ones are presumably moving on to loot the rest of Yagoton. I'm going to try to help fight them back in whatever ways that I can along with my fellow Crimson Wolves and our good friends the Abandoned.

--Obligatory Timestamp: --Specialist290 19:04, 2 April 2006 (BST)


April 3: 2006: Bale's abandoned by both life and unlife now. Not much left to do now except try to stop the party in the rest of the suburb. The zeds have probably already dispersed and hit other targets, so instead of going out into the streets and charging headlong into the masses, I'm going to take up a "hit-and-run" style of combat, hitting the zombies where there's already breaches.

--Obligatory Timestamp: --Specialist290 23:13, 3 April 2006 (BST)

April 9, 2006: Came out of 5 days of being a zombie, the longest I've ever stayed in that state. It seems as though the Shining Ones are moving on to greener pastures (though I wouldn't call the suburb "safe" at the moment). I've managed to establish a safehouse in Yagoton (well, sort of; someone else was already there, and I just killed and dumped the zombie that was there and barricaded some), and, naturally, a few people flocked to the temporary security I've been able to provide.

BoSs seems not to have showed up since they PKed me on the 3rd. This may or may not be good news. If they've decided to stop attacking us, then it's good news. If, on the other hand, they're only regrouping for another strike, then it's bad news. It could be, of course, that our group's informational campaign has seen results (finally), but you can't really judge the effectiveness of those things without being able to see the effects firsthand.

--Obligatory Timestamp: --Specialist290 14:49, 9 April 2006 (BST)

  • Addendum: Today has been a very good day. First, I get enough experience off of a single zombie to buy myself Headshot. After doing that, I then kill the thing :D Yes, a very good day indeed. Hopefully no unexpected PKers will show up to ruin it... --Specialist290 19:13, 9 April 2006 (BST)

April 15, 2006: First time in a long time since I've actually run out of AP. Good thing those barricades were at VS, otherwise I would have been toast.

I was outside zombie hunting. I had already killed one zombie, and I was about to fell another when it started taking more hits to do so than I expected. Fortunately I knocked it down to 5 HP, so he's not going anywhere very fast w/o getting killed, but still...

--Obligatory Timestamp: --Specialist290 13:58, 15 April 2006 (BST)

April 17, 2006: Took a brief stroll outside Bale Mall and saw there were 76 zombies standing in one corner. I decided to "investigate," and when one of them attacked, I decided I'd take care of him kinda quicklike :) Anyway, he's dead now (well, he was before I shot him, too, but, well, you get the idea...), while I'm happily restocking myself for the next time I should come across one of these things.

Yagoton's gotten to be a pretty quiet place lately (from what I've seen), though Bale Mall is currently under assault. I'm wondering if it's really worth the effort of defending the place considering its track record, it could still be pretty useful for the XP value. Of course, hunting while the horde is entering its feeding frenzy is a bit unwise (it's smarter to attack someone who's resting, after all), but that's the magic of it--you never know when someone is active in this place.

Anyway, I suppose that's plenty for this journal entry.

--Obligatory Timestamp: --Specialist290 01:12, 18 April 2006 (BST)

April 23, 2006: Wow, exactly one month since my first "death." It seems like just yesterday, yet at the same time ages ago...

It seems that "death" in Malton is a relative term. You kill a guy, and he stands right back up--as a zombie. Kill a zombie, and he'll just get up again (albeit a little slower if you've Headshotted him). Even the zombie state isn't permanent--all that has to happen is for someone to come across your shambling, life-devoid body and stick a funky needle into your arm, and instantly all of your wounds (and missing limbs and organs) knit back together and regenerate themselves, leaving behind only a numb, buzzing feeling that goes away when you "wake up" again. On the plus side, this means that you're never permanently "dead" in this place unless you decide just to lie there yourself. On the minus side, however, you should praythat you never have to run into a persistent enemy...

I'm not ashamed to admit that the Crimson Wolves' little conflict w/ BoSs (now w/ its own Wiki page) didn't go exactly as planned, nor am I going to try to deny that I have "revanchist leanings" (better reach for the dictionary, folks). Still, I take pride in the personal victory that, despite the four deaths administered to my person at their hands, they have failed to dissuade me from my cause, and that, as the sole individual of my group responsible for two "retaliatory strikes," I sought to become than just a name on a list of victims, and I succeeded admirably, thus securing a victory far more valuable than any kill ratio (because, after all, everyone knows that one Crimson Wolf is worth at least six Spammers, which is why they had to secure a 12:2 kill ratio to claim "victory" ;) ).

You may ask: "What is the purpose of this combination philosophical observation / rant?" To which I reply: "This is my User page; why do I need a purpose other than my own whim?" In truth, however, the main reason is because I needed an outlet, somewhere where I could type these things down and let them be read by others. After all, it does me no good simply to let these thoughts fester within the confines of my own head (which will probably, at any time, be cracked open and used for a light dessert by some zombie sooner or later).

At any rate, I do not wish any undue ill on BoSs--I'm just angry that they senselessly attack innocent bystanders (including) on a whim even while in the midst of a zombie apocalypse. All this religious tripe they spew about us being responsible for "a Breaching of the Forum"--a most obscure reference, and one I haven't been able to narrow down to any specific cult or religion--is, I believe, merely something they use to excuse all of their attacks, deserved or not (for I beleive that there is someone out there who may actually have tried to wrong them, though I do not see this as any excuse for the rest of us).

...But I digress. At any rate, I've been able to acquire a few NecroTech syringes, though my lack of NecroTech training means that I am unable to use them. I'm hoping to eventually get Lab Experience, but considering my current dearth of XP, it looks like it'll be a while...

--Obligatory Timestamp: --Specialist290 19:45, 23 April 2006 (BST)

April 29,2006: Crap! I just killed a zed at a rev. point before I realized what it was. Man, I feel stupid...

--Obligatory Timestamp: --Specialist290 02:52, 29 April 2006 (BST)

May 14, 2006: Been a while since I last updated this.

Yesterday, something happened that doesn't happen to me very often: I ran out of ammo while killing a zombie--twice, actually (after I found some more inside the PD it was attacking). Fortunately, I was able to deftly remove its head with my Fire Axe using moves that even Obi-Wan Kenobi would be proud of.

Speaking of which, it's amazing how similar these zombies are to Star Wars battle droids:

  • There seems to be no limit to their number
  • They're a potent foe in overwhleming numbers but incredibly vulnerable alone
  • They have a mindless dixation on their one objective and will continue to pursue it regardless of any obstacles

--Obligatory Timestamp: --Specialist290 17:38, 14 May 2006 (BST)

May 25, 2006: Last month I said Yagoton was a "pretty quiet place." My, how things change. At least it's been a good thing for my zombie kill record.

The suburb is currently under attack by a group of zeds who deem themselves the Minions of the Apocalypse and has been for a little less than a month. What their purpose in Yagoton is is in the air, though I suspect the Rev Clinic has something to do with it. At any rate, I've taken down their leder in single combat twice as well as killed, along with my group, somewhere in the area of 3-5 zeds a day, so I won't say they're particularly fearsome (although, having said that, I suspect they'll begin a manhunt to avenge the honor of their group; it's a good thing they don't know that I'm currently in the <name of location deleted> ). Still, they've been more than an annoyance to a few of the good citizens of Yagoton, what with all that breaking into the Whatmore Building and all. Still, each time the zeds leave, the people return--a true testament to the tenacity (or stupidity, depending on whose side you're on) of the human spirit when faced with overwhelming odds.

Incidentally, I feel the need to point out something: If you kill a zed and don't dump his body, he'll just stand right back up, right? Well, what's the point of even dumping him if the doors are just wide open for him to walk back in again? I think that the first thing a survivor should do is make sure the barricades are in tiptop shape, regardless of who happens to be in there; that way the zeds'll waste their AP tearing them down again instead of breaking into some other building and killing the survivors. Then, once the 'cades are up fairly high, you start shooting and dumping. A VS barricade can be thrown up in as little as 10 AP, and takes considerably more to successfully break down, AP which the zeds won't be forced to use if the doors are left wide open. It's pretty much what the whole thing boils down to--a game of numbers.

--Obligatory Timestamp: --Specialist290 22:56, 25 May 2006 (BST)

June 2, 2006: W00t!! 29th zombie kill!

--Obligatory Timestamp: --Specialist290 17:22, 2 June 2006 (BST)

August 2, 2006: First time in a long time that I've added an entry to this.

I spent nearly a month... well, not quite dead, but something close. I was neither alive, dead, nor undead. It was a state of nirvana--I lay suspended between universes, and from that vantage point, for nearly a month, I finally had a chance to get a piece of rest in this damned city.

Finally, something called me, pleading w/ me to rise again. I arose, though not conscious of my own actions. My last memory is seeing my mortified form in a broken mirror nearby... And then the next one after that, I was lying on the ground again, this time on the polished stone floor of St. Swithun's Church, a building I recognized all too well, yet I had forgotten who I was; the old memories came slowly.

From my squadmates, I was able to piece together what had happened: Apparently, my position had been overrun by zeds. I had spent an entire month lying like a corpse out on the cold streets of Shearbank.

Yet now I am "awake" again. My memory has now been fully restored, and I feel even more invigorated than one usually does after being revived. I feel--"cleansed" is perhaps the best way to put it.

Now all I need is a little more ammo...

--Obligatory Timestamp: --Specialist290 02:10, 3 August 2006 (BST)

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