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Post by ubcsmuffin on Sept 13, 2013 12:23:13 GMT
Just found this game, and it seems really cool, especially for a browser based game, but it seems that the community is dead, hoping that some people still play.
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Post by Ty on Sept 18, 2013 0:08:43 GMT
It's definitely way down from its height of popularity, but there are still thousands of active players (or active characters at least). There is no official forum so it's hard to coordinate, but there were always tons of unofficial forums like this one, so check the wiki and keep your eyes open in-game for communications.
(I'm not playing anymore, I just check in here sometimes for another game I play)
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Post by TripleU on Sept 26, 2013 7:21:24 GMT
True, Malton's population has dwindled to less than a forth of what it once was. For a long time I viewed this trend as terrible, as the undoing of a wonderful game. But I've come to realize, it's perfect. Malton was once a bustling metropolis full of activity. Renegade bands of survivors fought immense hordes of zombies for control of buildings that seemed so much more important then they do now. The radios were always full of chatter about groups, and troop movements, and horde sitings, and zerging nazis, and sweet tunes from the 90s. Every unruined building had people inside it, and plenty had zombies fighting for it. Back then, Malton was a warzone. Now that stage has passed. The apocalypse came to Malton and ran it's course. Do you know what stage Malton is in now? It's in the post-apocalypse. Two million characters are inactive unrevivificatably dead. Every single one of them has a story. They thought they could outlast the quarantine, and all two million of them were dead wrong. But in death, the city stirs. Those of us who remain remain in a desolate, empty, lonely city. A city where lone survivors cautiously reconnoiter and infiltrate decrepit ruins while zombies smash down barricades that may or may not have a meal behind them. When the radio hisses to life, you know that whatever they say is going to actually matter, because the speaker is one of just 34 humans in your suburb, and everyone matters when people become scarce. The city has finally outgrown its populous, and any trip is now a trip through wasteland. Because that's what Malton has finally become. It's a wasteland, where every life is precious, and an individual can finally matter.
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