Welcome, first time readers and returning viewers, to a brand-new Let's Play series of Project Zomboid: Nathan's Great Adventure! For the following posts, we will be taking a close look at our dear friend Nathan Hinkledink, a survivor whose traits, strengths, and weaknesses aim to mirror my own.
Avid players of the zombie survival game will notice a few additions to the game. Yes, I will be playing with a certain number of mods; I've added mods which either modify a few things in the game for quality-of-life reasons (e.g. ) or add items which I really feel would be available for a survivor in rural Kentucky (e.g. Braven's Bicycles). I'm also playing on custom sandbox settings.
Anyway, without further ado, enjoy! And remember, click on screenshots to zoom in!
Project Zomboid
Nathan's Great Adventure
The Hinkledinks are one of Muldraugh's oldest families. Founded in 1857 by Sir Reginald Archibald Portabella Enrique Rodriguez Hinkledink, the Hinkledink Logging Company (now called something else and completely inconsequential to the plot) provided lumber to Kentucky citizens, and wealth to the Hinkledinks. They were renowned for their smarts and prowess, and were beloved by the people of Knox County.
Nathan Hinkledink was not beloved by the people of Knox County. He was not renowned for his smarts and prowess. No, Nathan Hinkledink was an overweight, out-of-shape middle-aged white man with very little to his name and even fewer accomplishments to follow him to his eventual grave. Unfortunately for the good name of Hinkledink, he was also the heir to the family fortune, and one of the only members of the esteemed pedigree still living in Kentucky.
This is the journal of the Hinkledinks' genetic dead-end, surviving through the end of the world.
Chapter 1: I Am Not There, I Did Not Die
Day 1, July 9th
Attacked by neighbour during walk, had to shoot her in self-defense. Called 911, no response. Went home, turned on the news, some kind of plague? Need to stock up on supplies. Saw a dead body. Bringing a baseball bat just in case.
No one's around, those that are around are vicious. Rabies? News didn't say.
No one at the nearby market; found the owner's corpse in the back storage. Gonna grab everything I can, this might last a few days.
Snuck into neighbour's shed for supplies. House was empty, car gone. Dead, or fled? Found nails, saw; can start breaking down furniture for wood. Fortify the house.
Moved some things to the 2nd floor; should move everything here for safety. Will start tomorrow.
Day 2, July 10th
As a teenager, I read Max Brooks' Zombie Survival Guide, which was quite a feat because it's 1994 and the ZSG comes out in 2003.
Foggy today, but will need to scavenge some more. Raided more neighbours' homes. Stole a radio. Neighbour had a gun, could be useful. Found some padded pants for winter and a leather jacket for "armour".
(As a side note, if this is not the apocalypse, I'll have a lot of explaining to do.)
Ate some pork chops while watching Woodcraft.
Last house on this side of the bend is boarded up. Hearing sounds inside. Sounded like zombies.
Zombies. Of course. 2 dead inside, 3 zombies. Put the last three down, and paid respects to the first two. Looks like they were preppers; found lots of supplies, new duffel bag, and a handmade bullet-proof vest. Thank you, preppers, though I'm sad that I'll put away my tartan cap for now.
Tomorrow, need to look into longer-term survival. Roof-top water collectors, a small farm, etc.
Day 3, July 11th
"Zombies. Of course."
Of course my ass?! Who even thinks like that?
Anyway, I know of a warehouse on the East side of town. Might contain supplies for longer-term survival.
No one around but the dead.
Found some seeds and a trowel. Jackpot.
I've setup a small farm, planted some cabbage, tomato, and broccoli seeds. Tomorrow I'm going to fortify this place more, and start moving things to the second floor. Need to find better storage solutions.
Day 4, July 12th
Teaching myself to forage. Started looting more nearby homes, almost done with my street. Went back to the house whose shed I looted on the 9th, the inhabitants... well, they're not alive anymore.
TURBO channel is broadcasting some news. Curfew has been set, though I don't think it's gonna help anything.
Buried the neighbour. She was always kind to me, brought me cookies after... well, she deserved to be put to rest.
Started dismantling the furniture in my neighbours' homes for lumber. I really hope they're dead.
Day 5, July 13th
More of the same. Almost done setting the kitchen on the second floor.
The day was uneventful. I scrounged around and scrapped a bit of the first floor flooring to get some wood, but otherwise the day was quiet. No zombies spotted today. I am starting to wonder when exactly the government is going to step in and send search & rescue parties... or any kind of help, really.
...maybe they have been? Need to start listening to the radio more.
Day 6, July 14th
Had some leeks for breakfast and lunch. Dead mouse and rat for dinner. Trying to keep non-perishables for as long as possible.
Day 7th, July 15th
The sinks are dry; the water's been cut off. I've got a rain collector set up, but if it doesn't rain soon... My bath is full so I have a few days' worth of water. I'm sure I can scrounge some from nearby.
Stupid. In my panic to find more garbage bags to make more rain collector barrels, I fell off my bike and badly cut my hand.
Day 8, July 16th
Still no rain. Need to conserve energy, don't want to get too thirsty. Spent the day reading.
Lucky, light rain in late afternoon. Better than nothing.
There's been a growing noise in the distance. Propellors. A helicopter flying around.
I might be saved!!
To be continued in Nathan's Great Adventure, Chapter 2: All By Myself
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