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1 ZaneBarrow26th Jan 2011 05:36:41 AM from North Carolina , Relationship Status: Maxing my social links
Zombie Survivalist
Okay, so the rules are. I start off with day 1... and we keep going with this until we:

1. Reach a satisfying ending.

or 2. Can't figure this out what to write anymore.


Day 1:

My name is Kane Gallows, I leave this recording only in the hope that its regular use will be able to keep my sanity intact. I live in a world where agents of hell walk the earth, feeding on any humans they can find. From my bunker I record this, anxiously awaiting the sunrise and what its arrival may entail. I only have perhaps 3 days of supplies left. My bunker is semi buried and looks kinda like a boulder... I suppose I'm well hidden enough. Those...things have amazing senses of smell though... Uh... I had a wife and 2 daughters before the end of the world. Now I'm only trying to fill time, I'm talking about nothing worth noting...Oh god did I really just say that about My wife and daughters? There are no other survivors currently with me... my radio has no power, I'll need to find batteries soon...

-30 minute lapse-

The sun is beginning to rise. I can see outlines of the city's buildings from here. A few townhouses are nearby... I can smell dew... My heart is racing......

-end of tape 1-

Lets see what you guys can turn this jumbled mess into.

edited 26th Jan '11 5:37:28 AM by ZaneBarrow

Do as the phoenix does. Burn it and try again.

2 YouMustDie26th Jan 2011 01:04:14 PM from Somewhere on the Ocean Blue , Relationship Status: You cannot grasp the true form
Day 2:

Today I heard a young boy get torn to shreds. He wanted me to let him in, saying that he had 5 days' worth of food on him and wasn't being followed. But the creatures found him before I could verify his story. When I got to the door, I could hear his blood-curdling screams of agony. Still, I couldn't let all that food go to waste after the monsters left.

-end of tape 2-
Ironic, huh?
Unwinning Ranger
Day 3:

The beasts must have left. Apparently, they can't smell me, which means my plan to mask my scent using perfume and the likes is working. Too bad it smells terrible...

Anyway, I'll describe the bunker. It's about 2 miles away from the city, the door hidden under a patch of dirt. I didn't build it, I found it by accident. It's right next to an old farmhouse. Who knows, maybe the builders saw this hell coming...

In fact, maybe they actually did. I haven't taken the time to inspect the farmhouse and residence about half a mile over, but maybe I should. I managed to fix my broken gun... I think... Anyway, it's better to explore the surrounding buildings after all, otherwise I'll run out of food and die anway.

- end of tape 3 -

edited 26th Jan '11 1:23:22 PM by Ralphrius

factorem monstrum
Day 4

Decided to investigate the surrounding houses for supplies and survivors. Tested gun before I left the shelter, it works...for the most part so at least I'll some protection. Hopefully I won't have to use it.

-3 hours lapse-

Just returned to the shelter, managed to find an old pistol and a couple of bags of food. Managed to gather spare lumber to fortify the shelter from the creatures. Overall things look bright, though I'm trying to be careful not to test my luck too often.

-end of tape 4-

5 ZaneBarrow26th Jan 2011 10:23:46 PM from North Carolina , Relationship Status: Maxing my social links
Zombie Survivalist
Day 5

I still can't get over how I let that boy die...but I value my own safety over another's...Does that make me a horrible person?

The skies seem to be turning red... I feel like I'm being watched...

-End of tape 5-

Do as the phoenix does. Burn it and try again.

6 ZaneBarrow28th Jan 2011 06:48:20 PM from North Carolina , Relationship Status: Maxing my social links
Zombie Survivalist
(Come on people...I'm sure you can squeeze something out of this dying horse...)

Do as the phoenix does. Burn it and try again.

Tape 6:

...scorpions got into the shelter, crushed them with rocks. I wish it'd been rats. Rats you can eat. But scorpions, at least, I can cover myself with their poison. Found more food up in the ruins of a convenience store about a mile west. All donuts and things. Figures they'd survive.

Getting harder to sleep. It's like the boulder's going to fall and crush me.
94. Grandmaster of Shark
Tape 7:

Something horrible happened today! After a few days of fog, today was a sunny day again, so I went out to the city, it seemed like a good day to gather more supplies. I noticed the complied lack of organic life. A few days earlier, you saw a bird sometimes in the far, or heard a rat somewhere in the dark. Not to mention the cadavers , all over the city. But as I made my way through the ruins, nothing. Not a single animal,a single corpse, not even the smell of rotting flesh. Just complete loneliness. I almost thought those screams of the dying boy would be the last sound I've ever heard - as if it didn't gave my enough nightmares as it was- when I heard the scratching. The scratchiness of their claws on the bare concrete.

It was a sunny afternoon!

I quickly ran for hiding place, applying the hideous perfume mixture I produced to my body. I barely made it into an old newspaper stand when it came. There it was, strolling over the empty main street. I never before saw one so clearly, and all I can say is, may have God have mercy upon our my soul. The creature sniffed through some piles of junk and some scrap vehicle and then vanished into the mall. I stayed for a whole hour in my stand, sure it would return with company soon, but nothing happed. I finally pulled myself together and made it back to the bunker.

edited 10th May '11 2:32:20 PM by eX

factorem monstrum
Tape 8

The shakes have started to stop though the nightmares haven't. I still It's hideous frame, its grotesque appearance, and the horrible noise it made as it moved.

As I hide in my bunker, I hear strange noises coming from the outside. Because of my last encounter, I'm reluctant to find the source so I merely hide in bunker, trying to push away the fear and paranoia staining my psyche.

I don't know how long the nightmares will persist but hopefully it'll be soon. I'm starting

edited 2nd Feb '11 2:31:58 PM by flyingdingo0827

10 HungryJoe2nd Feb 2011 03:40:57 PM from Under the Tree
Tape 9

What I wouldn't give for a cup of coffee. I have a couple of pouches of instant, but the water heater broke down. Won't be able to fix that for a while, and even then I'm not liking the prospect of going out.

Cold water keeps you awake though. That's a plus.
Charlie Tunoku is a lover and a fighter.
11 Ryusui3rd Feb 2011 12:23:15 AM from In The Middle Of A Field
It's The Greatest Day.
Day 10


I dreamed last night it had never happened. None of it. My wife and my daughters back, the monsters all just a bad dream. Why couldn't someone have put a bullet through my head before I woke up? WHY COULDN'T THERE BE SOMEONE ELSE HERE DAMMIT

The solitude is killing me. Slowly. But it'll get me sooner than the monsters at this rate.

I need to find other survivors.
In the event of a firestorm, the salad bar will remain open.
Tape 11

I saw a bird flying high above my head today.


I still can't find anyone else. Whenever I call out, only my voice answers. It's like being in a glass bottle and seeing everything, but it's all twisted and warped and nasty and brown. I need liquor, it'll help me get to sleep. Or coffee, but there's only sand.


I... I wonder if I can kill one of those things for food. But then my gun would have to be steady. I don't think I want to try.


This is a new beginning. I need to make sure this is all a new beginning. I can't just survive by the skin of my-


It wasn't a bird.

End tape.

edited 3rd Feb '11 12:38:39 AM by Scardoll

Brony? Moi? surely you jest!
Tape 12

I feel like im losing my mind. with nobodu to talk to it is getting harder and hardaer to stay sane, not like there is a point.If there isnt anyone else around, than who is to judge if I am normal or not? I feel like I'm being followed, even thiugh i know there isnt anyone else left.oh god im sorry im sorry imsorryimsorryimsorry what was I thinking?
He who fights bronies should see to itthat he himself does not become a brony. And if you gaze for long into an abyss, Pinkie Pie gazes Also


Oh god, I looked into their eyes for a second and I pass out

-end tape-

edited 23rd Feb '11 5:36:39 PM by fringeman

Tape 14

Ran out of food.... 2 days ago, I think? I'm losing track of time.... Today is the first sunny day since then. I have to go into the city again...


-Panting- Good lord...

While I was in the city I heard that sound again! The scratching of their claws on the concrete! Just like last time, I covered myself with that noxious perfume concoction and fled to a hiding space.

I saw one up close again... It stopped where I had stood just a minute ago and sniffed the air... It could tell that something had been there! I know that the damned THING could tell! I sat in the shelter for another two hours after it had wandered away.

It had only been a few minutes since I left the shelter when I heard it again! Moving so much faster than before, too! It was already visible before I even had time to find another shelter. It just stood there and stared at me with those eyes... Those terrible, haunting eyes!

I shot at it, I emptied the pistol at it. Then, I ran. I ran as fast as I could back to my bunker. I think that I can kill them. I think that I shot it and killed it! Maybe I can clear the city of them. Find other survivers and make this city into a fortress against those hellspawn! First though, I need to know, can they be eaten as food? It would make surviving so much easier! Tomorrow, yes. Tomorrow, I w-

-Unintelligible Scream-


God help me, God help me, God help me! It's scratching at the door! The same one! The one that I shot! For hours it's been trying to force it's way in! I can't do anything, and it won't go away!

End Tape 14

I was going for a little narmy... I hope that it wasn't too narmy.

edited 23rd Feb '11 6:15:11 PM by UristMcDorf

16 YouMustDie24th Feb 2011 06:43:30 PM from Somewhere on the Ocean Blue , Relationship Status: You cannot grasp the true form
TAPE 15 It got in... the only thing I have left... is this closet... surely that's safe, right? Ahahahaha.... ahahahahaha... AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH- AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA-

  • screen starts shaking*


  • camera is smashed and cuts off*


edited 24th Feb '11 6:44:01 PM by YouMustDie

Ironic, huh?
-audio only- I'm fine, I'm fine everything is fine. I'm fine, I'm fine, everything is fine. I'm fine, I'm fine, everything is fine I'm fine I'm fine everything is fi- Oh god please don't let it happen to me, oh god, oh god. I DON'T WANT IT TO HAPPEN TO ME!

-end tape-

edited 2nd Apr '11 1:44:26 PM by emmens

18 Braincogs2nd Apr 2011 03:36:22 PM , Relationship Status: Maxing my social links
I/3 < U
I'm not sure what happened here. I found these old tape diaries and I decided to record my own thoughts on them. But no one seems to be around. There is something evil about this city.

Maybe I should leave?
"...If there is anything virtuous, lovely, or of good report or praiseworthy, we seek after these things." - Article of Faith 13
In Riastrad
I'm alright now. I dropped the one I shot... the one that followed me... again. They come back up- they fall down, but no matter how many bullets you put into them, they stand back up after a while. Guess that means I can't eat them.


I've been thinking. Maybe they're like vampires or werewolves or something; maybe you can only kill them a certain way. If that's true, that way ain't a gun.

Anyway, I've relocated. To a cottage about a mile or so outside of town. I was running in the woods, and I came upon this place out of the blue. I ran out of ammo for my gun, and I think I left most of my tapes. I hope they don't understand English.


I looked around in the back, and it turns out I got lucky. There's a clean well next to the cottage, and plenty of flour. Heh. Guess I'm eating flatbread for a while.
My name is Cu Chulainn.
Beside the raging sea I am left to moan.
Sorrow I am, for I brought down my only son.

20 Braincogs3rd Apr 2011 05:33:44 AM , Relationship Status: Maxing my social links
I/3 < U
I tried to leave, but I spaced out for a while. I don't think I was unconscious, but I didn't really feel "there". I think these tapes are getting to me.

I don't think I've seen a single living thing. Not even those things the tapes were talking about. Yet, I feel like I've seen them before. Weird.


This flour wasn't here before. What's going on?


What am doing here? This isn't the bunker I found!

edited 3rd Apr '11 5:38:26 AM by Braincogs

"...If there is anything virtuous, lovely, or of good report or praiseworthy, we seek after these things." - Article of Faith 13
21 Eranova3rd Apr 2011 10:45:57 AM from the hill outside town
Tape 4 (Assuming Braincogs started with a new character who found the old tapes)

I figured I'd return to the bunker I found before to see if I can find anything else. I'd almost been afraid to go. Almost. But considering all the stuff I heard from Mr. Gallows tapes, it's odd that I hadn't seen anything. Or heard anything. Or smelled anything. No clawing on concrete, no noxious perfume... nothing.


On second thought, maybe I should be scared.


I found a brown aviator jacket with a wallet in the pocket. Sure enough, the ID belonged to Kane Gallows. There was also a photo of him with a woman and two little girls. His family, no doubt. I don't know why, but there's a strange sense of... familiarity with it. I didn't know this man. I swear, I didn't, but... I dunno. This man and his story... it's ridiculous. Hellish ghouls ravaging a city, mauling a little boy, sniffing out survivors, it's absurd.

But if it's so absurd... why do I still believe it?


There's something tragic about hearing this man's story through these tapes, and then finding remnants of him days after. But at the same time... there's something terrifying about it. What happened to you, Kane? Where did you go? Did they get you? If I stick around, will they get me too?



I can't believe I'm letting a little ghost story get to me, but... maybe it was a bad idea to explore this place after all?

End Tape

edited 3rd Apr '11 10:46:22 AM by Eranova

In love with those who are not themselves.
22 Braincogs3rd Apr 2011 11:22:51 AM , Relationship Status: Maxing my social links
I/3 < U
^ Correct. But I still put into account Diamonnes' post.

I woke up and I wasn't at the cottage anymore. Was it a dream? It looks like one of those beasts were sniffing through my things. What's even more horrifying is that my tapes have been played. I can't believe that there could be another survivor. It must have been one of them! But could they really listen to my tapes?


IT FOLLOWED ME AGAIN! I'm not sure if I should even be surprised anymore.


I gathered the last of my supplies. I'm going back to that cottage. I don't know why but I felt safe there.

edited 3rd Apr '11 5:18:59 PM by Braincogs

"...If there is anything virtuous, lovely, or of good report or praiseworthy, we seek after these things." - Article of Faith 13
It...It's gone!

The cottage is gone!


  • black/audio only*



I swear it was right here!

it looks like it was never even here to start with!

Where are all the monsters? Where's the cottage? I haven't seen another living animal in days. Where is everything.

It's all gone. At least the monsters were alive and {black noise}.

  1. Never be without a Hat!

Hot means heat. I don't care if your usage dates to 1300, it's my word, not yours.

My Pm box is open.
25 thespacephantom15th Apr 2011 08:41:01 PM from the lonesome crowded west
all you gotta do is dance
I can't find them and it hurts.

My leg is gone and it hurts.

There's no one else and it hurts

No space on tape so I write it on my legs and it hurts

no space on leg it hurts

no space on chest and it hurts and arms and it hurts and head and it hurts and eyes and it hurts
As he faced the firing squad, Colonel Aureliano Buendía was to remember that distant afternoon when his father took him to discover ice.

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