MEDSestra_

Just died in the airstrip building. Got to the site, cleared off all zeds I could see, went in. On the 2nd floor, crouched between bunk and the wall. Open inventory to grab gear. Out of the blue: "HAROAR! SMACK" and thats all it took. One hit through a wall by a flying zombie. Well, at least it was a surprise. Lesson learned, don't come close to walls.

Only met one guy, briefly, being all spanking shiny braind new to this, couldn't figuer out how to talk. I pushed capslock a bit late, not sure if he heard me though. So I was just standing their all flustered with a pitchfork, hugging it closely to my chest like some sort of security blanket. I am sure it didn't look that way to the guy who saw me. In any case, he was nice enough to not bush my useless brains in. As he run one way, I run the other. Thank you random guy. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ I am a healer first, and a killer second. Sometimes they are the same thing though.

Hello, I am an old girl, and as such I fumble around, like a proper old girl should. So when I run into the only person I ever saw and he didn't kill me, despite me standing there like an idiot, that was a big surprise. Thank you, random guy, who ever you were. I have only been playing for one day, died twice so far. Well the third one is around the corner, I think, as I am in some big city on a coast somewhere near OLSHA. Ha! I have no clue where I am. And this is really sad, because I can actually read Russian. :S Feel free to laugh now. This game has no point and is a collosal waste of time, and I can't seem to stop playing it. Guess it's noodles and cat food for dinner tonight. See you in the game, try not to kill me. MEDSestra.