Journal:Matthewbluewars
Opening VLog video blog recorder...
Prelude
OK, so let me explain my situation. I was a scout, recently transfered into the USAF from the USN, who was airdropped into Malton. I heard about some NATO quarentine from a biological attack, and bad stories were coming out of the place. I didn't know who...or what...was infected, but I heard that some company, NecroTech was working on a cure.
I landed in Rolt Heights. They told me it was a "green zone" (good or bad thing?) with "minimal NecroTech presence" (matters why?). I soon learned why.
There were these...things...on the streets. I walked towards one, and it let out a moan. Shocked, I stumbled back. It started walking towards me, looking hungry. I freaked out and shot off my flare, then ran into a nearby hospital. Both the inside and outside of the hospital was covered in graffiti, giving strange instructions about barricades. Why would you need to barricade your building...? Then I saw a pamphlet lying around. It explained the zombies, and how there may be a cure. Everything made sense now! So I climbed up to the roof, jumped on to the next one, just like they taught in training. Soon I found myself in Pashenton.
I'm calling myself Matthew Blue Wars, for my former experience in the Navy. That won't matter in this dry city...
Chapter 1
Brainguard 21:59, 21 August 2009 (BST)
I heard about some "Department of Emergency Management", so I've decided to check it out. In the meantime, I've been writing a plan to take back my former post.
Brainguard 01:32, 22 August 2009 (BST)
Thank God! I've found a safehouse, situated conveniently near to the local hospital. Better yet, it's filled with survivors and powered. I hear these things are deathtraps, constantly attracting zeds. Better keep moving. Don't wait to wake up with massive head trauma.
Brainguard 13:51, 22 August 2009 (BST)
Found a new safehouse a little southeast of my former location. There are lots of people here, the place is well furnished and barricaded, powered and there's an ammo stockpile. I also found a radio. That way I can listen to the NE-1 district frequency, 26.06 MHz. If I find another one, I can listen in on the external military frequencies, too.
Chapter 2
Brainguard 14:07, 22 August 2009 (BST)
I'm in the Department of Emergency Management's Malton Police Department. They accepted my application, so now I'm awaiting further instructions. The DEM runs all sorts of services, from a bounty hunter patrol to a free medical service.
Brainguard 22:39, 23 August 2009 (BST)
Got shot by a murderer and reanimated. Horrible experience. I don't want to deal with that again *shudder*. Hazy vision, stumbling over yourself, urge to munch brains. Luckily, some guy came along with one of those revivication syringes I've been hearing about. Apparently, that biotech company, NecroTech, has a cure for the zombies. I've been hearing they have a whole zed tracking system.
Brainguard 18:30, 27 August 2009 (BST)
Some idiot's been abusing the shortwave radio frequencies. He's been posting some crazy ranblings about being the next Messiah. Fortunately, I've managed to find out which idiot that was. Someone by the name of "Calista Griffin or Finis Valorum".
Then I recieved instructions from the dem to head to our assembly area. I made a beeline halfway around town until I passed out. Running like that is tiring. And man, there were loads of zombies along the way.
Brainguard 03:02, 2 September 2009 (BST)
I've reached my assembly point at an undisclosed location. I've been making rounds, and I've dumped several zombies and injured a few, too.
Chapter 3: Creedy Chronicals
--Matthewbluewars /New City\ 21:06, 16 September 2009 (BST)
I heard news that Fort Creedy was safe. I found myself a map, drew a route, and ran through several suburbs. The walls were too tall to climb, so I went to the gatehouse. Some idiot spraypainted obscene messages in the interior, so I spayed over it. Now I'm falling asleep. If there's any hope, I believe it's in one of the forts.
