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2009-11-11 [Zavier C.]: The entire world had been taken over; the disease was now pandemic and not a single country was safe. The governments had given up on their containment efforts and started dropping bombs on fully infested towns and cities. But that was a few years ago. Now the White House and every other facility that stood for power was washed in blood and the guts of victims. Zombies had taken over everything.

Today a few survivors have been able to avoid the contamination of blood from the infected and they roam the Earth as the last of humanity. The disease has even hit animals, as the human population dwindled turning the sight of the infected on another source of blood and meat. A few animals have been able to keep from contamination as well. One man in the United States is working towards a home for the non-infected. A town, with high walls and weapons, functioning system of electricity and ability for crop growth stands in the mid-west and he is working on gathering up survivors from around the United States and bringing them there to prosper and hopefully regain a foothold on the world and return things to normal.

This man is Sloan, Nevada, as those in Zombieland have come to name themselves after the places they are from for some semblance of memory of the good past, before the infection spread. Riding down the road in an SUV, Sloan's eyes watched the horizon for movement. It was a long back road, free of jammed traffic and unused cars but not so free of the undead. Now and then he'd run across one of the ambling, moaning, hungered infected and aim that powerful machine right at them, taking them out. One less infected in the world was good in his eyes. He needed to find a gas station soon though, his tank was nearing empty and he didn't fancy walking around this world now.

2009-11-11 [Product of a Primal Urge]: Kyoto sat on her black kowasaki bike, a blue backpack strapped between her shoulderblades. A fluffy white head poked itself out of the bag and mewed in her ear. She laughed and reached around her with one hand and scratched behind her ears. "We'll stop soon, don't worry Neko," the girl said as if the cat could actually understand her. THey'd been together long enough through hell and back, and the oddest things have been happening lately so she wouldn't be too surprised if the cat COULD understand her. Revving up and kicking the bike into a higher gear she sped up down the highway past a sign for some small town that sounded intersting. Pulling off the exit looking for a gas station she drove carefully, watching for signs of any infected. So far, everything was clear. "They must be hiding. Keep an eye on my back, Neko."

2009-11-19 [MadHatress]: Silgo had herself locked up in a room 4 stories up on a building, which surprisingly enough still had a gas and electrical supply running to it. She was cooking in a rather clean appartment; to which there were a couple Zombie bodies draped over her door. A meager effort to repell the undead from coming towards her temporary home. She hummed as she cooked. Later in the day she thought she might run out into town with her favorite set of cast-iron frying pans and her gun du jour and start scouting out a less infected place to live.

2009-11-19 [Zavier C.]: Sloan caught sight of a town slowly rising up over the long back road and sped up a little, hope gleaming in his eyes. If he could just find one person...that would be so much. Heading into the town he slowed his procession looking for movement that wasn't the ambling gait of the infected. His eyes caught sight of some shadow moving in a window, one that didn't stooped and zombie-like. Stomping on the breaks he paused, strainging his eyes to get a better look into the apartment. Nothing else seemed to move at the moment so he put it in park, pulled out the sword he'd found in an antique shop and two guns that he placed in his belt on his hip. Stepping out he waited, keys in hand, for the infected to swarm his fresh flesh. When nothing came he shut his door, locked it and headed for the door to the apartment. Sword first, he ascended the stair case heading for the floor high above the ground where he'd seen the shadow move. Going up the stairs he went down the long hall and jumped when he saw two infected standing there as he wiped out his gun and pointed it at them. When they didn't move to eat his flesh off his bones he paused and cocked his head to one side. "Dead, for real this time?" he asked walking over and poking one with his sword. "Hmm..." nudging the door open he waited for something to come out after him. When again, nothing jumped out he called out, "Hello? Anyone alive in here? And not slobering and bleeding from the mouth?"

2009-11-19 [MadHatress]: She gasped and turned, holding the spatula in her hand at head's height when she heard the voice. "If ur comin' ta push me outta mui home, ya best keep movin' lad!" Silgo moved towards the door, the gun she cherished in the back of her pants.

2009-11-20 [Product of a Primal Urge]: Kyoto pulled into a gas station on her bike and slowly parked it infront of a pump, still looking around. "Keep an eye out, little one," she said to the cat as she knocked the kickstand down and climbed off of the bike. Starting to fill the tank up she heard movement from inside of the gas station building and looked over with a sharp intake of breath. Pulling out her shotgun that was strapped to her back behind the backpack, she grinned, feeling a rush of adrenaline at the thought of killing one of the infected- the reason her life was now shit. "Hold tight, Neko, this might get a little messy,"she grinned as the grimy windowed doors swung open and two large males came barreling towards her. She could hear the gas still pumping as she stepped around and leveled off the long gun, cocking it and firing a round into the gut of one of the infected males.

2009-11-24 [Zavier C.]: Sloan tucked his weapons away and held up his hands in a defeated sort of manner. "Not here to take your home, miss," he said with a soft smile, backing up slightly so to give her space. The two dead things next to him made him slightly nervous that they'd jump up and try to feed on him at any moment but he didn't show fear and he kept his ground. "Just looking to see if anyone here was actually alive." He spoke in soft tones, trying to keep the atmosphere calm and collected. She seemed quite the spitfire, but then again you had to be to live in this damned place. "I'm Sloan..." he said holding out his hand in greeting. "Nevada. You are?"

2009-11-24 [MadHatress]: Her eyes watched his hand come down to offer a more personal greeting, then her eyes softened. She set her spatula down and took his hand. "Sligo... Ireland. What has you runnin about Z-land at this time? Them creatures are most wyly 'round this time... ya hungry?" guesturing to the collection of Potatoes eggs and vegetables she managed to gather earlier in the day.

2009-11-25 [Tis gone but never gone]: Lissanna was on her bike, driving around. She ketped her eyes open for zombies to kill or humans to save. The sun was beating down on her as she drives and her tummy growled. Great, I'm hunrgy again, she thought.

2009-11-28 [Tis gone but never gone]: Lissanna ketps driving, her black hair is blowing in the wind, she stops her bike when she saw a town,"I hope there are some humans their." she starts her bike again and drives fastly to the town but a zombie jumps out in front of her,"Shit!" she takes one hand off the handle bars and pulls out her sword and she moves her body to the left. The bike moves left and she drives up to the zombie and she cuts off it's head and she keeps driving to the town as she puts her sword away, then her hand back on the handle bars."Bloody zombies."

2009-12-04 [Zavier C.]: The male nodded to her giving him his name and glanced inside at her mention of food. He'd never been the best cook. His stomach growling sort of gave the answer for him but he smiled and said, "Yes, I am hungry. And I'm wandering around looking for anyone living." He stepped in cautiously, shutting the door and blocking out the dead things hanging on the outside. "Nice trick, by the way..." he said glancing back at the door.

2009-12-04 [MadHatress]: Silgo smiled confidently at both his stomach's call for food and the comment about the zombie corpses guarding her home. "I figgered it was safer than trustin' a dog to guard me home." She set half of the food she'd made on a plate for him and handed it over. "I'm shy on forks, so... we ain't fancy here; use yer digits."

2009-12-04 [Tis gone but never gone]: Lissanna sighed as she drived into the town. There better be some human beings in this place,she thought as she she changed gear.

2009-12-04 [Product of a Primal Urge]: Hearing another motorcycle approach, Kyoto jumped back from the one zombie that was left and back peddled towards the road. As of yet she hadn't seen a zombie ride any sort of vehicle so ti would probably be a human that she heard. She cocked and leveled the shotgun again, double checking that she had more rounds in her pockets since there were only two shots per loading. She fired it again and only hit shoulder, watching the zombie tumble and get back up to scramble after her again.She tripped and fell back on her rear in the middle of hte road as she heard the motorcycle draw near.

2009-12-04 [Tis gone but never gone]: Lissanna ketped driving until she saw someone in the middle of the road and she drives faster. When she got close enough she stopped by the women, Lissanna took of her helmet and looked down at the women.

2009-12-04 [Product of a Primal Urge]: "Zombie!" she yelped looking at the woman on the bike and then pointing towards the man that was lurching towards them. Her cat on her shoulder mewed loudly too, as if emphasizing that it was comign to get them.

2009-12-04 [Tis gone but never gone]: Lissanna turned her head and smiled coldly at the zombie and she she got offher bike and draws her sword out. She ran for it and did a spinning kick in the air and the zombie stubbled back. She swang her sword and cut off it's head and then she cleaned her sword.

2009-12-05 [Zavier C.]: [I guess] [Raiyr] [is gone then...V.v]