User:Micheal Adams

	Roleplaying Notice
	Notice: This User or Group enjoys the RPG aspect of MMORPGs, the category of games that Urban Dead falls into. As such, there is probably quite a bit of roleplaying and/or creative writing on this page and in said User/Group's in-game actions. In other words, if you think the difference between IC and OOC is "One has an 'I' and the other has two 'O's," buzz off.

My Story

My name is Micheal Adams. Before the outbreak I was just a normal guy trying to make his way in the world.

Now I'm a guy with a laptop spending surrounding by the living undead. IT's not quite the same, that's all I can say. I guess I can hope that someday this will all be over. But, until then, I'll be sure to bust some zombie heads.

Of course, this is quite a story to tell. So I thought I might as well show my thoughts to the world. My story may be no different to others out there, but it's worth just putting it out there.

My Email: m.adams.malton@gmail.com

My Journal: Journal:Micheal_Adams

My Mobile No.: [1574073]

Nothing will ever be the same...

"You were among the last to be evacuated from the city. Following the government broadcasts to the letter, you sat through the first week of quarantine at home, your doors and windows locked and sealed with duct tape. You were eventually collected by a military troop transport, along with your neighbours.

But you didn't make it out of the city - the truck met gunfire in Huntley Heights, and became trapped in the wreckage of the roads; your military escorts rushed you to the safety of a nearby building, but they haven't come back, and the gunfire died down a while ago. With only your phone and the golf club that you grabbed when you left your house, you prepare to take a look outside."