Hordes would be nice, but not essential for me. I would definitely +1 slowing them down. Not to make things easy, but to account for the laggy, buggy game. I almost lost my companions for the day due to buggy game mechanics. With running zombies, it was very hard to manage the situation. If they walked, instead of ran; or at least as @Saunderssuggested have more of a variety of walkers and crawlers, with the occassional runner then those types of incidents might be decreased. The constant running IS annoying, especially when the game can lag or freeze and you die unnecessarily because of it.

@Horse Well then sir, you need to look for Ms. Hannah Storme in game. She'd be oh so happy to oblige

I'm late as hell, but- Thank you @MR Pussywhipped! Playing with you and @MRS Bradtica together again was golden! It was way past time for those two teams to meet up again. Loving those characters and the chemistry they have . Good to see @Hellspawn again, as well as @Mugin. Always a pleasure, even though Duncan was pretty quiet... @Lyca the cookies were so uplifting in the apocalypse! Thank you and your people for your hospitality. Not sure who all everyone was, but thanks also to Kazamir (sp?), Dr. Kathryn and everyone else we met at the Castle. We sure did appreciate the warm welcome and help. I'm glad I could help the wounded, including Robbie. Really put Storme's medical training to the test seeing as she's only a tattoo artist, lol! Looking forward to meeting up with you guys again, sorry I don't know OOC names. Had a really great time with you guys! Storme is SO excited to have customers to ink again! And as always, much love and gratitude to Hawke ( @NishiUrban ) for once again putting his own life at risk to protect and save mine

After being out of the game for a few months, it was a damned good time running into @Aiko, @Mugin, and of course my lovely sister @MRS Bradtica. What a treat to get to play again with some of my favorite people! It's been far too long Mrs. Brad! It was a crazy time, but so worth it. I can't wait to see what else we can get into. Always an adventure, that's for sure And of course Storm is over the moon to be playing with Hawk- @NishiUrban once again. As usual, we are the dynamic duo of the wasteland!

@MuginOh no it was our pleasure! Thank you for welcoming us and bringing us into that crazy situation! It was a great way to get acclimated back into the game. I'm sure we'll be seeing Mr. Smith again real soon. And by all means, you pick the design and you definitely will get that custom made, primo tattoo. Definitely enjoyed your role play and your company @Hellspawn it was such a pleasure meeting you after seeing you on the forums for so long! We had a great time foraging and chatting. I do hope we'll be meeting up again soon. I mean....who else is gonna save you from that dreaded lag? I guess I know how to knife zombies now, lol

Lucia ran down the littered pavement, eyes scanning the side streets and broken down cars. Her breath came in distorted gasps, contorting her lungs making them feel deflated and as stuck together as wadded up gum. The Museo del Arte, where she had been curator, had perished almost immediately after marshall law was declared. Since then she had been running and and scavenging until she could find her husband Liam. They'd only been married a short while, but life seemed as though it had been nothing beyond the misery and fear she constantly felt right now. Everything else was a psychedelic blur, a bad trip on tainted acid. They had always had a plan to meet back at their apartment if any catastrophe occurred. But she'd been there twice, once almost getting her foot bitten by one of those horrid things. It's gaping black hole of a mouth chomping at air, as she fell and pulled her foot away from it. Liam was not there either time. She had a sinking feeling he never would be. Perhaps he had perished in this nightmare. Maybe she would too. Some days she felt like plopping down in the mud and slime slicked streets, staring into space as one of those monsters slowly munched her into no longer being. But she had found the will to go on for him. But if she didn't find him soon, maybe that's exactly what she would do. Sit down on a bench. Have a cigarette and a swig of the wine she'd scavenged from a gutted out liquor store. Just smoke and sip, until the monsters descended upon her and began to eat away all her pain. Perhaps there would be blessed peace after that. Until then, she would continue to run, and hide, and search, and pine.....