Board Thread:Lores/@comment-30248084-20171025011315

Disclaimer: This topic is fully under the current knowledge and basic eye witnessed facts, Some topics you may see may or may not be convincingly true at all.

For the love of god, I swear that if I mention a place I am at, all hell breaks loose! Ahem, sorry, still in my adrenaline rush from the town. I found a pot hole in the street further ways away from the town I had escaped from - it smells, but better safe than sorry. Ahem, I will explain what had happened later, but reports such as these arn't going to do them themselves. So another survivor is wishing to be known in the world by the name of Stevecast. Well, I will quickly go over this then get some shut eye...

- Place Of Origin -

​​Now, most of the people I reviewed have recieved their diploma's on finishing their education - However, Stevecast was close to getting his before everything went to hell. He was quite timid on my questions, so you can't really blame me for getting much - he hardly felt like trusting me alike to another i have interviewed a while ago... He was born from Malaysia and only flew to the U.K, Europe when he was about five years of age. He may not have the best communication skills - or as some people say anti-social - he still comes out with four friends he most greatly trusts and accept who he is. That is honestly true friendship there. Ahem, sorry, so he still has another year until he graduates and just chilling out at home with a device at hand for the apocolypse to come crashing down into his life.

- The Present Stevecast -

He has lost his whole family, but miraculously, he still says that his friends are still around and well - except one of his friend's had his limb chopped off with a Fire Axe... He is still his usual self - shy and timid, it was sort of evident when I was interviewing him on the radio. Ahem, He has a whole variety of weapons he holds - one of them being a Ruger and a Desert Eagle, but he has seen many things when he was traveling around europe - including groups and stuff... I never found anyone that doesn't barge in and fire all trigger happy..

God, maybe doing this in here is a bad idea, this place really reeks.. So some applause for Stevecast and some luck towards his journey. So yeah... Back at the town, I really did had to leave in a hurry. And no... an edgar did not get me. I think the radio did not pick up the noise, but edgars do not make engine sounds - Yeah, when I looked outside a freaking M939 just comes out of nowhere, stops and then begins unloading armed people! I think one of them saw me when I rushed back to get the radio, because after I disconnected, they were already ramming something to forcefully open the door. I don't know if I killed anyone, but they surely did not take it lightly on being fired upon - and hell they were well trained. With all the ruckus we made, a nearby horde of zombies decided to investegate and rein more hell on us. I would of more approeciated if I never had this splint on in the first place, cause I ran like a complete retard. I have not slept since that night to make sure they did not follow me - or the zombies followed me. I think I will just call it a night, so S.N.R's going dark for the time being.

=( Lost Ratchet )= 