User:Wounded Coyote

Wounded Coyote

My name is Wounded Coyote I'm a proud worshiper of the almighty stuffed crocodile who reigns over Skarin Row Police Department.

How I Came to Find the Lord

I've worshiped his holyness for three years now, but I can recall how I found the blessed crocodile as if it happened yesterday. I was lost in the city desperate to find a place to call home, I searched most of the city, but found most of it under siege. One day low on ammo and supplies I came across a quiant neighborhood. It had all the emminities one could ask for, 2 fully powered hospitals, 2 fully powered police station and a fully powered NT building close by. This area was utopia, caught in the middle of hell, so obviously I decided to make this place my home. I started off as a typical refuge hanging around the hospitals helping the wounded get back on their feet and after a few weeks of walking around the neighborhood I started to read the spraypaint on the walls of many of building. They said things like, "Blessed be the crocodile" and things of such. I passed them off as a practical joke and went about my day to day survival. It wasn't until the first wave of zombies came to this utopia that I even entered the Skarin Row Police Department., but upon entering this police station I knew immediately that this was no average station. To my surprise a giant stuffed crocodile stood at the front of the station. At the site of this crocodile a light surrounded me and I saw the error in my ways. I fell to my knees and begged for forgiveness and asked what must I do to be forgiven. I stayed there for 7 days not daring leave the station, afraid that if I left the holy croc would be disapointed in me. After those seven days the holy crocodile spoke to me, through the voice of mrrrgggghhh. He said that if I was to worship him I must take the sacred pilgrimage to the reptile house.

The Holy Pilgrimage

Following the wishes of the holy crocodile, I loaded up on ammo and faks, and headed on my way to Kelreher Walk Police Department. It was a nice walk and although I came across multiple zombies it was as if the holy crocodile was protecting me. After a days rest at Kelreher Walk Police Department I began the second leg of my journey and set off to The Reptile House. The reptile house was beautiful and I could see then why it was so important for believers to take this pilgrimage. I learned alot about my new lord and savior before I started my journey back to Skarin Row Police Department, however I miss judged the distance and found myself out of action points stranded in the streets for the first time in months. I fell asleep that night expecting to awake the next day dead. But no when I awoke alas I was unscratched, the holy crocodile protected me from the vile zombies that roam our city. I reached cathedral of my lord, the holy crocodile latter that night, and I wept tears of joy at coming home.

Miracles of the Lord

After my pilgrimage to the crocodile's holy temple at the reptile house, I have dedicated my life to the holy crocodile and whether alive or dead I worship him. And if Skarin Row is in ruins then I vow to take it back from the heathens who would wreck a holy site with no remorse. In my days I have heard and seen many a miracle and I find it neccesary to post these miracles here.

Oct 07 2008.---I found 6 pistol clips in 7 searches.

Dec 20 2008.---I found 4 faks in 4 searches.

Jan 25 2009.---I fell asleep outside and found myself with full health in the morning.

Aug 21 2009.---After a long time without a miracle I killed 5 zombies in 50ap.

Dec 13 2009.---After 3 weeks of praising the holy crocodile as a zombie I was finally revived.

Oct 03 2010.---I found 4 Syringes in 4 turns.

Events

I've decided that for my own records I should begin recording any large events that occur that I am apart of.

Oct 05 2010.---Skarin is lost, and I am forced to worship the lord once again as a zombie.