I am at a loss for words. Well, almost. This is moving, heartbreaking, beautiful. And it has zombies. This video game trailer is the best piece of zombie media I've seen in I'm not even sure how long.
Dead Island doesn't have a solid release date, and there haven't been many details revealed about it yet, aside from that it's an open concept/sandbox style survival horror game.
I think I may have to find some way to play this. Needless to say I will be following this project closely.
Lesson of the day here is that family and zombies are a dangerous combination. It's the people that you love most that are most capable of making you make the most mistakes. What I mean in that alliterative little gem of a run on sentence back there, is that emotions like that, though useful, can also prove blinding. And as seen above, they may ultimately bring infection and havoc down upon you.
The cold, dead part of my heart wants to write that in the face of the Zombie Apocalypse, your best chance lies in finding the strongest, meanest small group of bastard mother fuckers you can, ignore everybody else and start making your own way. Sounds harsh, but everybody else will ultimately prove to be emotional liabilities, people who will one day make you do something you shouldn't because you love them.
And that love, though beautiful, is not pragmatic.
But that part of me deep, deep down that is still somewhat alive, can't ignore the fact that life isn't really life without those very relationships which can put you at such risk. And what would worth would your own survival have if not shared with those you value most?
I know I have people for whom I would leap out into the zombie horde to try to save, friends and loved ones for whom I could be dragged bleeding and screaming away somewhat satisfied just as long as I caught a glimpse of their own escape before I went.
So, protect your family, your friends and fight for them as hard as you can until your own throat is torn out or you yourself or thrown out of a window.
It's what I hope I would do. It's what I've been training for.
Anyways, I also must say that I admire the axe work here. An axe and a crowbar, two essentials for surviving the coming days. They're in my closet, are they in yours?
xoxo
D-bag
