I recently got back into a great low-tech browser based game called Urban Dead. The closed off city of Malton has been overtaken by pseudo-mindless flesh eating meat bags and only the residents and the military that's been dropped in remain. The graphics are low, but the gameplay is pretty immersive. The history of the game is also pretty staggering, and what got me in in the first place.
The Malton Iditarod, where the bravest and boldest race around the city limits from corner to corner, avoiding zombies from street block to street block. The winner gets bragging rights for the year, the losers generally wind up wandering zeds. But they can be revived so all is cool.
Ridleybank. Zed headquarters. The center of the city and off limits to all but the most powerful and daring survivors. The nerve center of the entire zombie operation has never been held for more than a few days, but I was part of one such siege and depsite the lack of graphics and sound a moment in gaming has never been more tense.
Mall Tour and the Legend of Caiger Mall. In a zombie filled world, a land filled with supplies, stores of all kind, and heavily barricaded doors is very very well guarded. Until a group of zombies started to gather to historic proportions and swept through the city streets one by one. Destroying hospitals, police stations, pixelated lives one by one. And the malls fell, each in their own turn, one by one. But then...at the end of the tour, when the Horde was at it's greatest and humanity in Malton down to it's last desperate holdout...one mall stood up. Caiger mall repelled the zombies week after week, and eventually Mall Tour ended not only in failure, but as the first great victory for humanity, and the first great Human Citadel of Hope.
I recently came back as a newbie, having forgotten all my old characters names and passwords. Caiger is a zombie held hellhole, the surrounding area zed haven or ghost town, devoid of all human life and zed non-life. The south of Malton has developed into new human strongholds, previously zombie territory. Ridleybank is still very much off-limits, as is most of Northern Malton now.
Join the fight my fellow air breathers! Urban Dead awaits! I will hopefully be keeping a journal of the daily travels of Jacob MacCrain, an advanced scout forgotten by the military and without resources in a foreign combat zone.
