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| ==<font color=Maroon>A peek into my UD life, by myself.</font>==
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| :NOTE: Im using the page format of Umbrella Corporation. I just would feel bad if i didnt put their name here. Thank you, UC, for this beautiful layout.
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| :NOTE²: English IS NOT my first language as you can see.(Sorry if i make your eyes bleed with the crappy grammar and spelling errors.)
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| :This is the story on how i joined UD, from my point of view. Anything here may or may not be real facts.
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| ==<font color=Maroon>Chapter One: The Reason.</font>==
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| ::So, how did i joined UD. I was once a rather prominent Dead Frontier player. Got a clan(Umbrella Corporation, mark that name, it will be important for the story.), nice stuff, so n' so. But then, that beast we all know (i hope so...) as Real Life came in, kicked my dog and took away my computer. Those were sad days for me.
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| ==<font color=Maroon>Chapter Two: Google it, Faggot.</font>==
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| ::Fast forward two months. There i was, all smiley with a new computer. "Woohoo! Lets meet up with my UC pals and kick some dead zombie ass!", i thought. There was a catch, there is always one. I didnt recall the UC forum link. So, smart boy i am, i decided to google it. "Umbrella Corporation Dead Frontier". A curious link was shown to me: "Umbrella Corporation - Urban Dead Wiki". "Seems interesting." I thought.
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| ==<font color=Maroon>Chapter Three: The Bookworm.</font>==
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| ::It took me three days to read the interesting stuff about UD. Caiger Mall Seiges, Blackmoar, The RRF, etc. All swallowed by my bored brain. "This game has a amazing story, and it was written by the players themselfs... Thats a rare thing to come by, nowadays." I thought.
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| ==<font color=Maroon>Chapter Four: Skouth's Birth.</font>==
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| ::It was in May the 24th of 2008, 10:28 PM, according to my profile, that my first character, [http://www.urbandead.com/profile.cgi?id=1257454 Skouth], was created. A Scout, it was fitting, but not suitable as a first character. I was born in, if memory serves, Darvall Heights. At the time, it was red. Not a pretty thing to see, let alone be pitted there, with binoculars, a flare gun and a useless skill for XP gain. refusing to punch zombies to earn XP, even afraid of doing that("Hell, what if i turn into PK mode?") and also refusing to get into a hospital and healing people("Absolutely not. Ill fight the zombie scourge, not heal some random guys.").
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| ==<font color=Maroon>Chapter Five: Civilization, maybe?</font>==
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| ::Somehow i made my way to Yagoton without dying. The lights... They were so... Bright. I was fascinated by Bale Mall. Using my innate Free Running skills ("Finally found some use for you!") I managed to enter the mall. Crowded. Thats what i thought when i first saw it. I was starting to think nothing thrived in this damned city. Searching a bit, i found a knife. ("Shiney, with more %s to hit than my fist. MUST USE IT."). My first attempt at a zombie kill was, with lack of a better word, pathetic. Still, i returned to the graveyard every day(I was not aware of the Sacred Ground Policy at the time, and am not proud of my actions back then.). Yes, that was trenchy, to kill zombies in the street. But i was so... Proud of my first zombie kill, which happened at lvl 4, that i decided to let the whole mall know.
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| ==<font color=Maroon>Chapter Six: Are we going to Shearbank?</font>==
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| ::Upon reaching level 10, and with some live(Lies, dead) experiences on Barhah, i decided it was time for me to get a clan. Which? You guessed it. Umbrella Corporation was happy to have me. I put my gunning skills to use, until i understood that gunning down zombies in the street was of no use. So, I brushed up my medical skills and became a UC medic, managing to buy my all Scientific skills in August 5th 2008, during UC's Fort Perryn Operation. I was not a good medic, Harman was a good medic. I just got the job done. (Most of the times.) Those were the happiest days in my UD gaming experience.
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| ==<font color=Maroon>Chapter Seven: Wait, what. a War?</font>==
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| ::Fast forward four months. Having been in Yagoton again and the Northeastern Suburbs, we were in Santlerville when it all happened. So argue it was because of me the war started. Well, i asked them to put my name as the war starter. As a matter of fact, i still dont know what started the UBCS/UC war. My guess is, a bitch fight from our higher ups. Beeing just a soldier, i followed orders. And hell, i was beginning to like those orders. But at the same time i was happily axing UBCS, i felt something... Die on UC. Like, something... I dont know. Things werent the same no more.
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| ==<font color=Maroon>Chapter Eight: Betrayals.</font>==
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| ::I said things were dying on UC. Well, someone noticed that, apparently. Colonel Krauser's defection to the UBCS was, to say the least, shocking. From all the people there was to defect, Krauser? I shook my head in disbelief. Slightly in panic, i told Raven, in confidence, my wish to defect to the UBCS as well. He shown positive signs, saying "No moar lulz here.". Me and Raven, under a major shitstorm, became openly members of the UBCS in February the 09th, 2009.
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| ==<font color=Maroon>Chapter Nine: A new life?</font>==
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| ::I found lulz. As the UC did, in a happy past, the UBCS took me. Now, i've been told things about the UBCS, most which i thought were true. They were not. They are a rather amusing bunch of fellas, and im glad i joined them. But i dont like Haliman(loljk, wub ya). I joined Bravo Team, under the command of Amanda Hugenkiss, a truly inspiring leader and good friend, who left us because of me, i think. A lack of communication of my part. It was another blow, but im still with the UBCS. For now...
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| ==<font color=Maroon>Chapter Ten: Humanity...</font>==
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| ::...lost its shine. That UBCS-UC war... It changed me. Before that, i was happy to kill zombies. After, only warm blood could sate my thirst. I was acquainted to the RRF, so, why not give it a try, at the Gore Corps? I can say you, i was accepted.
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| ==<font color=Maroon>DOWN WITH THE CRATS'!</font>==
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| IM DOING IT, FAGGOT! ARE YOU?
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