Azznerak

As I ventured I came across a tiny little village with a well. Hoping to relieve my parched throat I bent down, only to discover that the well, was well, dried up. Dang, I thought, so I chugged another beer and continued. After some time I came across another well, and discovered the same thing, no water. Then a third, fourth...

Persistent servers are a bad joke that should have went the way of Greg the Bunny. I walked around for two hours, not two hours game time, or smurf time, but real two hour time, and found one damn cloth shirt. I died from starvation and I was in the middle of a damn town. After that laughable experience I decided that I would rather stick a bowl of fire ants up my ass then play on persistence ON server again. And could someone please explain that why, after years of development, they still haven't discovered the secret of preventing zombies from walking through walls?

As I walk around the desolate world that once was I can't help but wonder how the infected gained such eagle eyed eyesight. I was watching a walker from a distance using the safety of a long range scope, when it turned and began running at me. It took it a while, gave me some time to have a drink, eat some food, talk with some friends, and then gently tap it with an axe. But to my surprise another zombie from across the plains also decided to come running. What is even more stunning is the zombie's ability to walk through walls, appear from thin air, and sneak up from behind being more silent then a cat with padded boots. But what has me even more confused is that this power seems to have transferred to certain objects, like a tent. I spent many hours making my way to the tent location. And when finally getting it I found that I couldn't carry it. Even though all the information said that I should be able to attach it to a mountain backpack which I had, this amazing tent refused to do anything but remain in my hand. Even after emptying my backpack, even taking it off, I found that this intelligent creation of rainproof fabric was only going to remain in my hands. And it was even scared of going down stairs, which I found puzzling. So my only option left was to see if the thing could, in fact, work as a tent so I pitched it. Which must have opened a wormhole in space-time because the darn thing disappeared into thin air? Leaving me looking really foolish because I didn't realize tents had that power. Azznerak the Traveler.