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| ==A peek into my UD life, by myself.==
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| :NOTE: This is supposed to be a big, fucking cool wiki page. Im by no means a wiki expert, hell, my wiki skills go as far as deleting stuff, as the Sysops know. If anyone can make me a damn format for this page, so i dont have to rip-off from some page, ill appreciate it.
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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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| == Chapter One: The Reason. ==
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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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| == Chapter Two: Google it, Faggot. ==
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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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| == Chapter Three: The Bookworm. ==
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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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| == Chapter Four: Skouth's Birth. ==
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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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| == Chapter Five: Civilization, maybe? ==
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| ::Somehow i made my way to Yagoton without dying. The lights... They were so... Bright...
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| 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 beggining to think
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