Zombie Trailer Park

When the zombie apocalypse happens, lets face it, the metropolis areas are doomed. Accept it. It’s just one of those things that has to do with high concentrations of people. Crime rates tend to be higher, unemployment tends to be higher, and zombie outbreaks seem to be inevitable. There is a refuge from the storm of flesh deterioration. It’s not a military compound, though it may have just as many guns and freeze-dried meals. It’s a trailer park.

Your fellow trailer park dwellers might have been onto something when they moved away from civilization. Armed with shovels, the first minions available to you on your quest for survival don’t seem to have any sense of self-preservation, and you seem to like them that way. Beating those zombies simpler than they are already, these minions have been training for this day since they took up the hobby of smashing mailboxes at high speeds in a pick-up truck. Really, the zombie apocalypse is a culmination of all their wildest dreams into a new reality.

Sometimes the shovel-wielding youth of America aren’t any match for a horde of zombies. Sometimes a zombie who has a metabolism problem compounded with unbelievable bloating gets caught up in the works. Shovels would be too close for comfort when that thing blows, so what else can you do except bring in the disgruntled farmers. For years, these angry laborers have yearned for something larger and more menacing than the livestock. While these zombies do walk upright, I can’t lie and say that they’re smarter than livestock. These farmers, however, couldn’t be happier for their chance to shine. So, click, click, boom to them.

The Survivalists have to be my favorites. They aren’t in the picture; you’ll have to check out the game for yourself to get a look at them. Armed with a .50 caliber machine gun mounted on the back of a reliable pick-up truck, these guys go riding into danger with reckless merriment. If I had to pick what kind zombie combater I would be, I’d be the one holding the gun in the back. Less chance of exposure to the disease, less chance of death, more zombies personally offed, more personal satisfaction.

The Moonshine Bombers are also an interesting bunch. They load up their wagon with their drink of choice, save a bottle out for the trio, and lob their moonshine into the face of danger. Not while still in the old radiators or bathtubs, but it’s still entertaining to watch them work. They move pretty slowly since, of course, they’re inebriated, but they’re effective. Some would call it a waste of moonshine. Other would describe it as an awesome reason to drink on the job. I believe that they are just mixing work with pleasure in ways that most of corporate America is jealous of.

Last is the preacher. I don’t know what clerical college he went to that qualified him to not only try to raise the dead, but to make the undead turn on their own. However, these preachers have turned it into flesh-rotting art. Why put yourself in harm’s way if you can simply employ the undead to smoosh others who happen to be undead as well? These preachers don’t just help the people to worship on the Sabbath, they save lives through the conversion of zombies.

Well, that’s your cast of characters once the world has ended and civilization is on its last leg. I hope it comforts some of you. Even these people need a helping hand though. Whether it’s rounding up a posse, hiring a giant chipper, or nuking the bejeebies out of everything in sight with a crop duster, these extra bonus fire-power boosters give your trailer park dwellers the edge that they need.
This game is an app that’s available at the AppStore for free, so you don’t even have to buy it to play it on your iDevice. Have a computer you want to play it on? The developers, Ninja Kiwi, actually offer an awesome online version. It’s larger, so you can see the details of the zombies you’re exploding to bits and pieces. Normally, you’ve got to pay for something if it’s awesome, but that isn’t the case with this game. So, check it out at this place right here.





