Wendy is having a bad day today. She woke up in the middle of summer in an unfamiliar town, no idea where she is or what’s going on, wearing nothing but a towel and soaking wet, and wouldn’t you know it, the house she woke up in is on fire! God, gotta hate when that happens.
She briefly convinced mister dude with a shotgun over in the corner to flee the building with her, only to make the sudden realization that a very large horde of undead appeared to be encroaching on the premises. Wendy booked it, and man-with-gun proceeded to shoot at some stuff and die or something. Wendy had no idea, and little interest. She wouldn’t be coming back to this part of town for a while.
She leap-frogged from house to house, mostly to lose pursuing undead but also to snatch up a piece of clothing or two as she found them. She got some tennis shoes and a bike helmet from one house, then a pair of shorts and an undershirt from another. She got a good pair of cargo pants and a nice t-shirt from a clothing store, whose wall had been conveniently busted down thanks to a hulk busy slamming random crap around, probably other zombies. She had to do some fancy footwork around a zombie skeleton dog to get her final outfit together, thankfully all fitting. The shopping carts in the building all had broken casters, so she didn’t bother. She did steal a leather backpack off a corpse before she legged it again.
She gathered a handful of basic supplies and stuffed her backpack full of whatever she could find - a hammer, a few canned foods, a tarp, some rags, strings, whatever - and tied together a pot with some rags to use as head coverage and also to make full use of her very limited storage space. Once she was full, Wendy popped a few caffeine pills and made a break for the edge of town. It was mostly clear, and she was easily able to leave whatever saw her in the dust.
After a little wandering through a clearing, Wendy found a cave settled neatly in a clearing in the forest, which was not only uninhabited, but quite spacious for one person. This would be her home for a while.
Being a resourceful girl, Wendy has put together some log walls and a door outside of the cave to make it more secure. It has no roof, but she can just go into the cave for cover.
It’s been five days so far, and her primary concerns are more containers for holding liquids, scratching together more tools, and food. She’s made a quick dash to the edge of town and back to loot some un-protected houses, but she’s been forced to cool it after a surprise cougar and a pair of unhappy giant ants gave her what she was almost positive was a broken leg, among other things. She’s quite happy it isn’t broken, because she can’t make a splint yet. She’s going to cool it for the next day or two till she’s healed before making another run.
Her abode has little, and most everything is laying in piles based on some vague sense of organization, but what she has managed to piece together includes a makeshift bed, a stone fireplace, and a smoking rack. Her next priority is a charcoal kiln to get some fuel going for that, and then a stone forge for some more equipment. She has very few hitpoints at max (about 50 I think due to traits and 7 strength), so being very unarmored and having nothing but a stone spear means she’s being very cautious. An early shotgun is a nice find and saved her butt from surprise cougar the other day.
Rough start, but she’s got some progress made. I have high hopes for her. Can’t wait to get her armored though; frail child needs protection from icky dead stuff.
There’s a bunch of fungus things wandering around outside too, and she’s kind of leery about them, but the dead stuff seems to dislike them as well, so they have some uses. They’re quite passive too. Not sure how she feels about that mossy crap they leave on the ground, though. She’ll keep an eye on them, and some distance.