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Greetings Everyone,    Well it's been awhile. As things go, life carries us all in different directions from time to time but you always find your way home sooner or later. Well, life ain't all fun and games, but right now, things are going good. I have restarted my writing on my book again, and as I learn more about about some of the ROle-playing games I have gotten into, I am seriously thinking about rying to create an actual Zombie Survival Role-playing game. But have not set any time…

   Well, wanted to juststop in and check on things...Been a long time since I have stopped by...Well things are not going as well as I would have hoped, but, you know, that's life...

   Some good things are my son, has turned 18 and has also graduated high school...I'm very proud of him...He has plans of going back to school after the getting a job and saving money for the school with the music production studies he wants to do...So I am very proud of…

It's been awhile since I have been home here on Wicked Zombies...I've been doing so much searching within this outer world of life...

   I've since gotten re-married and have been working back in security for the last couple of years. Have started back writing again and have purchased an actual house. It's hard being away from my family even though I need to work and support them, but it's a shame a person has to work so much that they miss their kids growing up...

   Well…

She had been sitting there, cold and perturbed. Her eyes had bugs under them, suggesting that she had not caught any sleep that night. She had been staring on the ground, with her pupils dilated. It was clear to see that her mind had been wandering in only places that she knew best. Having seen and ignored her for a whole thirty minutes, a…

i'm disturbingly maligned to announce the forthcoming weapons lab creation facility, Legion Xero Weapons Division.

while initially we'll focus on comtemporary, state of the art, military grade small arms ranging from submachine guns, rifles, machine guns, rocket/grenade launchers and anti-material rifles, we will not shy away from personalized historical firearms or direct energy weapons of your choice.

if it's lethal, we're your independant arms dealer of choice.

Class 3 Organism 3, Leviathan. Holy fucking shit, do I fucking hate these things. They’re one of the few creatures that don’t seem put off by our mutation and will hunt us down if they’re nearby.

These things are the closest in appearance to what you might call the devil. They stand roughly 9 ft tall on a pair of cloven fucking hooves with curling, goatlike horns and yellow eyes. They’ve got one set of massive…

Fucking Hellhounds. Class 2 Organism 1, formally. Vicious bastards. They showed up exactly ninety days after the Revenants appeared and from all accounts, they seriously fucked shit up.

They look like an insect version of a large canine, hence the name. Long, thin legs and tail, huge claws and teeth. Their heads have no eyes, nose or ears. Apparently, they hunt using thermal pits and tasting the air, like snakes.…

There was no plague. Apparently, people seem to forget that. Truth is, it had to have been happening long before we knew about it. I mean, how else do you have a worldwide outbreak happening like clockwork?

I can’t tell you what it was like, I don’t remember. Perks of my ‘condition’, as it were. I can tell you know what I’ve learned, about the attacks, about the aftermath. Everything I know is based on the reports…

recently i was asked who i was, what unit i was in.

ya know, those questions used to be easy. you wouldn't believe me if i told you, really. but let's try it....

i'm a member of a US military funded death squad. we don't have a cool, slick name or anything. our designation is rather basic when it comes down to it. there are four of us. used to be more, but hey, war is hell, right? 

who am i? hell you probably know more than i do. several months…

We regret to inform you that Spc Damien Case lost his life while conducting urban reclaimation operations earlier this week.

The United States Army unfortunately is unable to provide specific details of his death pending the ongoing investigation that led to the deaths of Spc Case and all involved personnel of the operation.

Specialist Case served as an infantryman in various units during the five years he served with the Army. During that time, he participated…

The station was dark save for a few emergency lights spaced around the walls

which were already beginning to dim. Another descending stairway could be seen

across the floor. A quick look at each other confirmed their unspoken course of action

and they sprang forward, jumping over the turnstiles and ran down the lifeless escalators

on the train platform with their weapons raised and ready. The platform was even

darker than the station above, with fewer lights that were…

The pair of soldiers sprinted down the dark streets which were illuminated by

scattered fires or flashing remnants of electrical lighting when they were lit at all. The

growing numbers of mobs taking up the chase behind them had reached the point

where neither man wanted to run the risks of slowing the pace and retrieving their

NVGs or Tac lights. And both of them desperately hoped that they would get there in

time to catch a ride out on the last train from…

In the last few months, I've been working on building a new death squad with whom to work. and i think i've finally put together a good well rounded crew that'll be to work with and expand the body count by orders of magnitude.

two are also ex-military, so i'll be able to relinquish the leadership role and focus more on combat. one of them will serve as a SAW gunner and the other will serve in both marksman or close quarters roles depending upon operational needs. the other two are…

Current Inventory and Status:

M60: still in functional condition. replacing the feed tray cover to modern version to allow for more options with optics. having some issues with the charging handle, however. shouldn't be too difficult to fix.

Mk43 Mod 0: replaced muzzle brake, removed front sight and carry handle. currently non-functional as i'm exploring options for a custom made handguard. also waiting on new feed tray cover.

Mk43 Mod 1: replaced muzzle brake,…

With that final thought, he committed himself through the simple act of slipping into the shadows of the lobby. The muted sound of broken glass beneath his boots conspired to ignite his trepidation, but the debris vanished within a few steps, leaving him on layers of dirt atop what once had to have been someone’s idea of tasteful marble-like tiles. His newfound night vision rapidly adapted to the gloom, pushing the blanket of darkness back. Drawing his Mk43…

We should be hunting. But ever since we lost the others, Saint avoids hunting at night if we can avoid it. Especially in the forest out there, too many variables, she says. She likes it more when we find their nesting places in the day and execute them while they sleep. While I gotta say, there’s something about getting to them where they think they’re safe and killing them, I much prefer them to die fully aware that I’m the one ending them. It’s more…

The creature had been a human girl around ten years old not more than six months ago. Priest

knew this because the Revenant that had replaced whatever the girl had been had yet to mutate

beyond the second stage of its maddening life cycle.

Her skin was pale to the point of a green hue which was visible even across the twenty or so

meters separating them under the intermittent moonlight. The young girl's gaunt body was

covered with a simple white nightgown streaked…

specialist case ceased to exist during a classified operation. his identity and records are currently being erased from military databases and what remains of civilian records.

i managed to tactically acquire his laptop during the confusion following the operation. i'm assuming his role in media efforts now.

it's gonna take some time to sift through what he's told you and who he had been in contact with, but be patient. 

my name is priest. and if you thought the…