I just wanted berries, man!
I’m alone, stranded miles from friends and family who may still be alive. I was away at a business conference when the CDC officially declared the outbreak a disaster. This was immediately followed by the President initiating a state of emergency and the FCC terminating all mass transit. The National Guard descended. Martial Law was instituted and cities with reported outbreaks were put under quarantine. It was too late - much too late. Silent carriers were already spreading the H1Z1 virus throughout the general population. Panic, chaos and violence reigned, as millions of people succumbed to H1Z1 as if overnight.
Out of state with no transportation, I made the decision to sneak out of my hotel at dawn to steal a car or make it on foot if necessary. My first priority was to avoid the threat of other humans, who in the face of this unprecedented menace, were giving way to their baser instincts. Conversations about weeding out the weak – "doing what was necessary to survive” were being whispered in dark corners and behind closed doors. No thanks, I’ll take my chances alone.
From what we saw on the news before the networks around the global went dark, zombies were attracted to areas with high population counts. Makes sense. Hunters gather nearer to their prey. The hungry migrate to food sources. Humans are the hunted now. We are the food. Watching as on air broadcasters were attacked by infected co-workers was bone chilling. This was no War of the Worlds hoax. The blood and wretched screaming of the victims was all too real.
Earlier that evening, I’d gone out with a few others to find supplies before every store in the vicinity was completely looted. The plan was to work as a team and head out the next morning. That was before the infighting began and we started viewing each other as a potential enemy. I kept what I’d found close at hand and when the others were sleeping, I slipped away. Better to leave them to their collective fate and take mine into my own hands.
For the first time in my life I was glad to be single with no children. I can’t even imagine what parents were going through. I was an only child and my parents were gone. Still, I had family and friends I cared about and needed to get to. As much as I had drifted apart from a few college buddies due to a sharp divergence in lifestyle choices, I was thankful that Rob and I had remained in contact. Relenting to his persistent invitations to go hunting and camping would now serve me well. I was no expert but I could handle myself when push turned to shove. “Good looking out bro,” I whispered to myself.
As the sun rose red on the horizon, foretelling the fate of man, I slipped into the shadows and began an 868 mile journey to home…
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Note: Written before the Jan 26th loot patch
I’m playing H1Z1 on a PVE server and not surprisingly, there are people roleplaying their gaming experience. I’ve heard of players acting the part of peacekeepers and others trying to build small outposts. Pace22, a PVP streamer I became familar with and often ran into in ArcheAge, is busy taking hostages who are being inducted into his army by force, after fighting another hostage to the death. Small shanty town outposts are popping up on the medium population server I’m playing on. For myself, I’m going to RP a young man trying to make his way home to his family and friends.
No Loot
One of the huge issues plaguing the game at the moment is a lack of loot spawns. The logic being used to prevent players from spawn camping is actually preventing the vast majority of loot from regenerating after an items is removed the first time until the server is reset. It’s pretty damned hard to survive when base items or necessary crafting components aren’t spawning into the game. There have been 3 fixes for it patched into the game but it feels like it’s actually gotten worse.
One of my strategies is to skip the buildings in the big towns as they’re more likely to have people in and around them most of the time which will prevent loot that should be there from coming back. Instead I’ll going for the smaller neighborhoods in between the big cities hoping that they see less foot traffic. I’m also going to painstakingly OPEN EVERY CONTAINER, CABINETS, DRAWER, TRASH BIN, ETC. to increase my odds of finding something - anything useful.
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