Whose Ass Have We Just Kicked?!?

[23skidoo]

We cant always tell you where we are as the wrong sort might want to make mischief.

However, we do like to sing about our victories and trials.

We have just left Darval Heights where we did retake Caiger Mall, if only for an hour or two, as well as being about the only active survivor group in sight.

We harried the dead, revived the needy and held our own in various skirmishes.

However....our efforts, as glorious as they were, were somewhat nullified by the presence of the Basssh. Because we were not able to make any serious stand or headway we moved our operations into a more meaningful sphere.

If you want to know where we are now it's simple.....join us!

[Argo]

Only if you return the slab or suffer my curse.

[23skidoo]

We have pretty much singlehandedly allowed Quarelsbank to get back on it's feet. After securing and holding resourse buildings and working the revive lines we distracted the dead long enough to retake Calvert Mall.

This was held long enough to keep the rest of the suburb in the green as a horde of around 20 tried to kick us out from the Mall. Eventually we were sort of overcome, but by then we were moving on so our efforts were not quite at 100%.

If you want to now what we're doing now...join up!

[23skidoo]

After prolonged manouvers in Chancelwood we left secure in the knowledge that we stuck one up the ass of the dead.

We held the Haslock NT untill we were overun. Then we took the surrounding resourse buildings and forced the zombies to disperse and fight us on many fronts. Then we took the NT again.

This went on for a few weeks and gave us all a chuckle but we are now on a fresh mission to the south where we may face a more formidable foe.

[23skidoo]

We just spent a hard few weeks in the trenches of Gulonside. The whole town was a ruin with no local support to speak of with the exception of a few hardy Garnis Border Patrol veterans.

Our objective was to build the place up slowly, bring back the locals and then retake Blesely Mall.

After initial success with our shock and awe tactics in the SW we mamaged to power up an NT and a hospital and clear the revive lines, but the party soon turned sour. The dead were organised and far outnumbered our classy selves. We came to the sad realisation that we were not going to be able to hold this burb but we damn sure were going to make our mark.

With a coordination not seen since the 1000 monkey/shakespear experiments of the '80s we concentrated our efforts on Blesely and in the course of a night brought it back to it's former glory. Even the toilets were left in working order!

But that was all we could manage and the cades were already coming down as we said our goodbyes and drunk drove into the sunset.

[Rip Purr]

The Rangers rode in to Shearbank because Gulonside was tapped. We heard tell of a giant beer keg in Stickling Mall, so a bunch of Rangers, including a few oldies who had returned, swamped into the 'bank and found a rather quiet burb. The Mall was a mess, but fairly empty, so we quickly established barricades, then simultaneously barricaded the surrounding blocks while installing generators and lighting that place up like Christmas with the Kranks. A few zambah incursions were quickly quelled with a lot of help from local resistance. We're now pulling out of Shearbank, leaving it a safer, friendlier place. In the vacuum we leave will be the warm bodies of Shearbank locals. Stay strong Shearbankers. The quest for beer and snacks continues.

[Marcel Swann]

Wow, was I drunk. I could have sworn that all happened at Stickling Mall.

[Rip Purr]

What kind of idiot AM i? Fixed.