User:Waughn/I Hate Cats
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I HATE CATS
- Died 31 times -
History
By a cold foggy morning, a dog comes in the building you are resting in. Suspicious, you notice a collar-medal with something writen on it. Definitely calm, the dog approaches. On the medal, you read: My name is Moshi and my master is 'I Hate Cats'. Hidden in the collar, you find a note.
In the early outbreak, i did not have time to see what was going on. I've been killed by children during the first bloody hours, in the hospital I used to work as volunteer. When I woke up, my mind was focused on the bleeding pain of my body. I could not think about anything else. Days after days, observing crowd running away from groaning hordes, earing horror screams and watching creatures eating desesperated poeple, hunger caught me. Wandering around looking for living flesh to ease pain, a few memories came back.. Lots of disturbed thoughts are actually haunting my mind. Acts I comit then often disguss me. Still I need human flesh to 'survive'. I can not go on this way. Something must happen. Please do revivificate me since I can not continue to live this way, I will fight as I can by the rank of survivors. Help me, Moshi will bring me back your note. I Hate Cats.
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Good boy Moshi, good boy. Once again, I need you to get through those undead suburbs. I need you once more to bring my message. Go boy, go and come back as soon as you can!
Anywhere you are, Moshi finds you. You stare at his quite living eyes while he comes to you. In his collar, you find a new note.
I am so happy a human replied me. So happy that I decide at the moment to stop feeding. I will wait for Moshi has return then I will walk to you. I hope it will not take me too long, especialy fighting against this damned hunger corroding me. My body hurts, but I will do my best as the hope of meeting you gives me strength.
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Now I am a breather. Wounds I had in the chest do not heal. It is hard to speak. Though I am constantly searching for first aid kits to try to feel better and help survivors I meet. Moshi do not recognise me every times I approach him and he sometimes vanish for day. I do not have any problem with him. Yet. -- 11:47, 3 April 2007 (BST)
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I learned everything I could about revivification. While I stricked my very first needdle in a zombie neck, Moshi attacked me. He took off my left hand and vanished in the ruins. The pain I had to deal with before came back once more. Bleeding pain of my body.. again.. I felt inconcious for a few hours. When I rose up, I saw an undead horde approaching and in the back scene, the near mall was burning to the ground. I hardly managed to get a safe shelter and had to sleep for a long time.
Why did you attack me, brother Moshi? Where did you flee? What did you do with my hand? Does all this mean you hate harmanz? Is my fate cealed with those lifeless cells I ran away? I will be waiting for your return, my friend. Maybe you will bring me an answer. -- 10:05, 17 April 2007 (BST)
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I knew something like that would happen one of these days. While I was scanning a zombie to help him, I saw Moshi hidden in the shadows. As I approached him slowly, I realised he was not alone at all. A group of zombies was standing right behind him. That was the exact moment things crapped up again.
A loud groaning came from my back and I had to run away in a incredible hurry. THAT thing was really DECAYING and was VERY hungry. I ran through few blocks to find a shelter, but I was already infected. The thing was still running after me and Moshi watched all of the scene from backyards. That body was so badly dammaged I could see its rotten brain. Its assaults were so strong I thought I was going to die again, eaten by a rotter my good old dog brought me...
But the thing felt violently on the ground, unconscious. I was about to die then I lay down in the shadow, outside in the bloody streets. After a few hours, I hardly managed to get into a pub. At last, safe shelter. Quite dead, I felt asleep.
During the night, someone cried Somebody is called I Hate Cats? That is an HERESY! A couple of bullets was enough to finish me. I rose up outside once more as a zombie.
Why harmanz are so stupid? Segregation is a human thing, no zambah cares about your color or your name. Am I so dumb to try to live with so stupid poeple? Pain.. Flesh.. Blood.. Here it comes again. I have to fight back this pain. I wont eat survivor. No it cant be. I swore I wont do that again. I must fight! -- 11:55, 28 April 2007 (BST)
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Waiting for revive, I have been shooted down three times a day. As if resisting hunger was not enough.. STUPID HARMANZ! -- 16:55, 1 May 2007 (BST)
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I met a guy. He talk to me gently then brought me to life. He provided me shelter and I am now a member of The Winchester Boyz. -- 14:05, 3 May 2007 (BST)
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While I was working hard to help providing safe shelters in the area came a man with friendly intentions. We discussed all night long about Malton and the deep sh*t we are all in. Despite my dirty appearence he asked for and alliance, respective team helping each other the way they can.
This definitly helped me to feel alive. With great respect, we clearly defined the guide lines of our pact. I am now on diplomatic dutty for the WinchBoyz. The funny thing is it is the first man who helped me to leave my past undead life who came with an alliance proposal.
Where is Moshi? Will I meet him again? I am really busy with Colombanus hopital defence.. Will I be able to see him, hidden in shadows as he already did? -- I Hate Cats 18:01, 13 May 2007 (BST)
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Last major edit I Hate Cats 16:00, 19 May 2007 (BST)
