User:Heathbulldog
The Beginning for heathbulldog
He was watching a 'Football' game at Clapton when the first Zeds appeared. He and his family were stunned when they saw zombies storm the stadium. After they ate the teams, coaches, and officials, they smelled the fear that was the fans in the stands. The one's in the grandstands were lucky, the Zeds were clumsy, and the survivors could get any weapons available to kill them all while they were walking up the stairs.
In the chaos, family and friends were seperated, and most likely killed, as was the case for his family. With no way to return home in America, he was stranded in a hell hole called Malton. He was lucky enough to be next to a mall in which he could live in and sustain himself.
Pole Mall
Pole is a home to many, including Heath. He uses the various stores to keep him alive. With the threat of undeath just around the corner, he always carries with him a trio of both Pistols and Shotguns. Once he got used to this new life, he got bored. He left Pole Mall after just 3 weeks. He started running between the buildings, and through suburbs he didnt know. He moved further south and met a group of friendly drunks who showed that surviving is easy... even if your BAC is over .08%.
The DRRP
Walking into Danversbank he noticed that it wasnt as safe as others he had stayed in. The first stop was the Standfast Arms, the pub in which the Danversbank Relief and Reconstruction Project housed itself and alcohol. He decided to sleep here and make it his safehouse until he could see the rest of the suburb. On the next day he saw that Teresa General and Voss Lane PD were under attack. He figured hed help out as long as he was staying here. Securing Teresa and staying in a nearby museum, he saw the kind of teamwork you could only get by being drinking buddies and best friends. The next day he noticed that many sleeping in the same building had some kind of practical joke done to them, with one undamaged fellow laughing his goddamned ass off at the crowd. Curious, but worried about his personal safety (because so many killed for no reason) he left the museum to check on the hospitals safety. Topping the cades, he left for Voss to clean out the zeds destroying his only ammo income.
The back and forth fight that occured for Teresa and Voss was getting boring, and hearing that the NT to the north was having trouble, he took his guns and took flight. Sleeping in Bigdaddy2'swarehouse.
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Hollomstown Area Regional Defense |
| heathbulldog likes to get HARD. |
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Proud member of LoD |
| This user is proud to be a Pker/Zombie of Legends of Darkness! |
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Evil Never Dies |
| This user supports E.N.D. in their quest to bring life and hope to Malton. |
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Beat The Bejesus |
| This Person or Group Knows That Sometimes You Just Gotta Beat The Bejesus Outta Somethings... |
