Hollinwood Cemetery

Safety among the living and the dead, protected from the undead...

Survivor Bios

Nic Saunders

Age: 28
Hometown: Baltimore, MD, USA
Occupation: Accountant, Zombie Hunter
Favorite Weapon: Chainsaw
Strange but True: Once killed three zombies outside a grocery store with only a bag of marshmallows.

Bio: WIP


Age: 24
Hometown: WI, USA
Occupation: Engineer, #1 Healer
Favorite Weapon: Oatmeal Raisin Cookies
Strange but True: May or may not be a woman in a bunny suit.

Bio: Resident Butcher, Baker, and Candlestick Maker


Age: 27

Hometown: MN, USA
Occupation: Engineer, #2 healer
Favorite Weapon: OJ's Kidney Stone
Strange but True: He who laughs last, thinks the slowest.

Bio: How would I describe myself? Three words: hard working, alpha male, jackhammer…merciless…insatiable…

When my mother was pregnant with me, they did an ultrasound and found she was having twins. When they did another ultrasound a few weeks later, they discovered that I had absorbed the other fetus. Do I regret this? No, I believe his tissue has made me stronger. I now have the strength of a grown man and a little baby.

I am faster than 80% of all snakes.

Before I do anything, I ask myself “Would an idiot do that?” And if the answer is yes, I do not do that thing.

Through concentration, I can raise and lower my cholesterol at will.


Age: 31

Hometown: Currently Frederick, MD. Born in California, raised in Germany and Arizona.
Occupation: Computer Security Analyst/Government Contractor
Favorite Weapon: Sawed-off Shotgun
Strange but True: Possesses a small assortment of superpowers; including the ability to cure the hiccups through sheer force of will, cause electronics to spontaneously break or repair themselves, and the ability to talk to animals (unfortunately lacks the ability to understand animals).

I am multilingual. I can stumble through Spanish enough to understand/transmit simple messages and am fluent in three languages: English, Pig Latin, and American Tourister, which is the ability to TALK...VERY...LOUDLY...AND...SLOWLY...SO...THAT...PEOPLE...WHO...DON'T...UNDERSTAND...ENGLISH...CAN...SUDDENLY...UNDERSTAND...ME.

Bio: Prior to the outbreak I had traveled around much of Europe and the United States. Shortly after the apocalypse I banded together with a small group in a house in Cockeysville. The state escapes me now. They all look the same, one empty city covered in corpses after another.

Slowly though, our group dwindled until finally the last few left. I struck out on my own for a bit looking for other survivors to join, but didn't have much luck. I went down to the local Rite Aid because I noticed a lot of activity there, but when I opened the doors I just saw zombies packed in there wall-to-wall. It was strange though, they didn't attack like other zombies, instead they just kept chanting "JOIN US" over and over. In hindsight, it was way creepier than the standard zombie encounter.

After a while, I received an encrypted transmission from one of the remaining survivors from the house. xX357 MagnumXx had crossed the Atlantic and found a strong group of survivors holed up in a church on a cemetery. I decided to take my chances on the high seas. Crafting a raft out of the seemingly endless supply of brooms, pots, and spatulas I kept finding, I set out for Hollinwood Cemetery where I have been ever since. We've made a lot of improvements to the place since I've been here, at one point becoming one of the 10 most powerful safehouses in the world. We've lost a few survivors and gained a few, but we're holding out until the last zombie returns to his grave.


Age: 37
Hometown: Jacksonville, AL
Occupation: Paralegal
Favorite Weapon: Spiked Bat
Strange but True: The CDC has actually put out a Zombie Preparedness page.
Bio: WIP


Age: 21
Hometown: Salt Lake City, UT, USA
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Bio: When this all broke out, i was writing a zombie novel. I didn't see it coming, yet it all seemed so familiar.

Like all writers my hobbies are bottling up anger and alcohol. I enjoy long walks in the dirt, heavy rain, fire, gun-smoke and cigarettes.

If you happen to catch me in the corner keeping to myself don't be afraid to have a seat and share a bottle with me.

I'm strong, fast, heartless and cold. Call upon me at any time to wipe out a horde.


Age: 24
Hometown: USA
Occupation: Eradicator of the Undead
Favorite Weapon:  Pickaxe
Strange but True: A pickaxe is fun to pose with... both before and after killing zombies with it.

Bio: So, here's my story:

Not gonna lie, I was unprepared for the zombie apocalypse, having never even gotten into a single fist-fight, I was freakin' out a bit. Ran in a few circles, not groups, literally ran in circles. 

Then I found Hollinwood, met some awesome people that helped me. Got to train, develop and use my skills.

Now I'm killin' these things like flies, watch 'em drop! ha ha!

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