Post by Fridge on Dec 18, 2010 1:17:36 GMT -5
( OUR PLOT )
what were you doing two weeks before the infection?
were you at home?
were you at work?
were you at school?
were you walking the dog?
it seems no one can remember. it was sudden, just like the attack on the twin towers, though the outcome perhaps bothering more lives today than on that day.
whatever you were doing, you're not doing it now.
no. whatever you're trying to do, at least, is working whether you're the infected, or a survivor. but it's no use. you've passed the military borders, and the so called safe zone. nothing but another deserted field of zombies and their lifeless groans.
( THE SURVIVORS)
you're honored to be traveling with the original survivors. you tried to reach the military's camps on your own, losing the lives of family, but sticking close to others. you decided to join their group, whether it be just to be safer in a large pack, or for the occasional thrill of climbing buildings and gunning down witches without a fear. yeah. you're the heroes now.
but we are the dead. the zombies over throw you no matter what, and you cannot go unscathed in these bad lands. you push through bill's sacrifice, the original survivor's broken leg not a bother anymore as it healed.
the only question that defies your way is;
can you survive the circle of life?
what were you doing two weeks before the infection?
were you at home?
were you at work?
were you at school?
were you walking the dog?
it seems no one can remember. it was sudden, just like the attack on the twin towers, though the outcome perhaps bothering more lives today than on that day.
whatever you were doing, you're not doing it now.
no. whatever you're trying to do, at least, is working whether you're the infected, or a survivor. but it's no use. you've passed the military borders, and the so called safe zone. nothing but another deserted field of zombies and their lifeless groans.
( THE SURVIVORS)
you're honored to be traveling with the original survivors. you tried to reach the military's camps on your own, losing the lives of family, but sticking close to others. you decided to join their group, whether it be just to be safer in a large pack, or for the occasional thrill of climbing buildings and gunning down witches without a fear. yeah. you're the heroes now.
but we are the dead. the zombies over throw you no matter what, and you cannot go unscathed in these bad lands. you push through bill's sacrifice, the original survivor's broken leg not a bother anymore as it healed.
the only question that defies your way is;
can you survive the circle of life?
