The following is a gathering of many various segments submitted by myself and others on the history of the Minez world. I hope this to be a collaboration of many stories, to truly create a full picture of Minez's past. This is completely a work in progress, and will be until Minez is no more.
Timeline:
Significant Events:
Disease: April 24th, 1982 - Now.
Council: ? - February 9th, 1991.
Significant Deaths:
Cecil Beirsack (District #66): July 6th, 1968 - March 2nd, 1994
Grace Bell (Bell Farms): October 9th, 1968 - July 2nd, 1982
James Bell (Bell Farms): March 7th, 1941- July 2nd, 1982
Judy Bell (Bell Farms): September 1st, 1943 - July 2nd, 1982
Lord Valkoff (District #77): April 2nd, 1934 - March 12, 1990
Tapes:
Council:
1982
April 24th, 1982. This is a message from Lord Valkoff. Recent controversy has spread about a strange disease in District #21. This controversy is a lie, and I assure you, the public, that the council will protect you. End transmission.
April 25th, 1982. This is a message from Lord Farleton. A strange disease has now been confirmed in District #21. This disease is highly dangerous, and residents should take extra precaution during everyday procedures. Thank you. End transmission.
April 26th, 1982. This is a message from Lord Farleton. The disease is very dangerous. Victims show signs of green rash and rotting skin, with loss of control over the body. Stay away from anyone who shows signs of these symptoms. If necessary, eliminate the infectants. We're sorry. End transmission.
April 28th, 1982. This is a message from Lord Valkoff. Recently, District #21 has been completely quarantined. Do not let any strange visitors enter your district or home. Monthly rations will be given to all remaining districts. End transmission
April 30th, 1982. This is a message from Lord Valkoff. Disease has spread to District #23, and #24, both of which have been quarantined. How terrible. End transmission.
July 2nd, 1982. This is a message from the James Bell. Grace Bell has recently been diagnosed with the fateful disease, along with Judy Bell. This has spread through the now plagued soldiers. I am left here, stuck in my own home. I have no choice but to leave this world, goodbye. [This is an automated message from the council] End transmission.
November 19th, 1982. This is a message from Lord Farleton. Recent complications have caused the council to lose connection with all #29 Districts and below. We are sorry for any inconvenience cause. End transmission.
December 25th, 1982. This is Lord Gyvorn speaking. Merry christmas to all of the remaining districts. Extra rations will be given today. End transmission.
1983
January 2nd, 1983. This is a message from a resident of District #32. There's gotta be some type of cure, some way… I can't live with it. The death, destruction. The council has got to invest their time in us. Placebos aren't working. We gotta do this. End transmission.
January 23rd, 1983. This is a message from Dr. Wilkiski. I have recently begun further study into the cause of this virus. A cure may be found. I hope this will stop further uprisings. The council wishes you the best. End transmission.
February 19th, 1983. This is Lord Gyvorn speaking. Today is national council day. Love your world, love your life, love the council. And now, for our national anthem. Let it be, that all we see, is love. Love for our world, as that is where we are and should be thankful of. Love for our life, for that is what and who we are. And love for our council, for protecting us in the worst of times. The council will watch over you, as you will respect and believe in us. Thank you. End transmission.
April 2nd, 1983. This is a message from Lord Farleton. A spotting of a new, strange mutation has been found in the 30 districts. This mutation causes the victim's skin to pinken. When killed, the victims burst, releasing smaller, faster creatures. Do not approach these people, no matter who it may be. We're sorry. End transmission.
April 7th, 1983. This is a message from a resident of District #38. It's clear now. The council won't do anything for us, nor can we do anything for them. Know what we can do? We can fight for ourselves. We can survive. Let us join together! Meet at District #38! We will banned together to start a new order! We can fi- . The following transmission has been stopped by the council. Thank you for listening. End transmission.
April 9th, 1983. This is a message from Lord Valkoff. We see that a sort of rebellion has sparked from District #38. On another note, District 38 has recently burned down, along with all other #30 districts. How sad. End transmission.
1985
March 15th, 1985. This is a message from Lord Valkoff of District #77. We have recently decided to name the area of our District. The reason for this is unknown to me. I will also be the only broadcaster for now on. That is all news. Thank you. End transmission.
1987
October 17th, 1987. This is a message from Lord Valkoff. The recent rebellions and waves of distrust come to my amaze; why would such amazing districts decide to go against us? So, we have come to a resolution. For now on, we will be sending more soldiers to protect you. This is our resolve. Thank you. End transmission.
November 9th, 1987. This is a message from a resident of District #50. I love the council. I know the council will protect us. You should believe this too. Everyone should believe. I believe in the council. The council is your friend. Please… End transmission.
November 10th, 1987. This is a message from Lord Valkoff of District #77. There had been mass rebellion because of yesterday's broadcast. Don't believe in lies. End transmission.
1989
July 7th, 1989. This is a message from Lord Valkoff. This is
news! The council will be recruiting for soldiers, trained or not! Recruiting will give you and your family double the rations! Sign up now! end transmission.
1990
March 12th, 1990. This is a message from Lord Valkoff of district #77. I am no longer going to be broadcasting. Goodbye, residents. End transmission.
March 13th, 1990. This is a message from Lord Farleton of District #80. A recent incident of a massive 'zombie' has been caused at district #77. Rest in peace Lord Valkoff. I will be taking his place as global announcer. Thank you. End transmission.
March 16th, 1990. This is a message from Lord Farleton of District #80. The massive zombie, now known as a 'giant' has recently abolished neighboring districts. Rest in peace, residents of Districts #75, 77 and 78. End transmission.
1991
February 2nd, 1991. This is a message from a resident of District #79. I no longer believe. The council, the Districts… they're all gone now. I say farewell to this world, in hope that all listeners will share my realization. The council will abandon us, we must prepare. Goodbye. End transmission.
February 9th, 1991. This is a message from Lord Farleton of District #80. Many years have passed. Many have lived and died. I fear that the world has already entered the oblivion we saw years ago. I fear that all is lost. I have faith in no one, and no one has faith in me. The council will separate today, as will the official collective districts. May this be the last farewell, the last goodbye you're hear from me, let alone the council. End transmission.
Survivor Logs:
Cecil Beirsack (District #66):
(Credit to ANDOCell for finding these)
Entry 12:
February 11, 1994. This district's abandoned. We're moving onto the next. What's left of the council has retreated to the great coliseum to the north-east. There aren't many of us left. I've seen street filled with more mutilated bodies than lurkers themselves. They must be getting stronger. Evolving, adapting… I don't know, but they're definitely learnin'.
Entry 14:
March 1, 1994. We've come across a large divide. These are the canyon lands, a dangerous area. I'm starting to think this is what the world will always be. The divide consists of an abandoned military camp, Azara I believe, and a ship caught in the fray… I hear a loud roar. Cecil Beirsack, logging out.
Entry 15:
March 2nd, 1994. They're dead… all of them. My brother, his wife, his squad mates, even the CO. It was 75 feet tall, bodies still impaling on its fingers. This must've been the effect of radiation on their bodies. I fear the end has come. Logging out.
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Timeline:
Council: ? - February 9th, 1991.
Grace Bell (Bell Farms): October 9th, 1968 - July 2nd, 1982
James Bell (Bell Farms): March 7th, 1941- July 2nd, 1982
Judy Bell (Bell Farms): September 1st, 1943 - July 2nd, 1982
Lord Valkoff (District #77): April 2nd, 1934 - March 12, 1990
Tapes:
April 25th, 1982. This is a message from Lord Farleton. A strange disease has now been confirmed in District #21. This disease is highly dangerous, and residents should take extra precaution during everyday procedures. Thank you. End transmission.
April 26th, 1982. This is a message from Lord Farleton. The disease is very dangerous. Victims show signs of green rash and rotting skin, with loss of control over the body. Stay away from anyone who shows signs of these symptoms. If necessary, eliminate the infectants. We're sorry. End transmission.
April 28th, 1982. This is a message from Lord Valkoff. Recently, District #21 has been completely quarantined. Do not let any strange visitors enter your district or home. Monthly rations will be given to all remaining districts. End transmission
April 30th, 1982. This is a message from Lord Valkoff. Disease has spread to District #23, and #24, both of which have been quarantined. How terrible. End transmission.
July 2nd, 1982. This is a message from the James Bell. Grace Bell has recently been diagnosed with the fateful disease, along with Judy Bell. This has spread through the now plagued soldiers. I am left here, stuck in my own home. I have no choice but to leave this world, goodbye. [This is an automated message from the council] End transmission.
November 19th, 1982. This is a message from Lord Farleton. Recent complications have caused the council to lose connection with all #29 Districts and below. We are sorry for any inconvenience cause. End transmission.
December 25th, 1982. This is Lord Gyvorn speaking. Merry christmas to all of the remaining districts. Extra rations will be given today. End transmission.
January 2nd, 1983. This is a message from a resident of District #32. There's gotta be some type of cure, some way… I can't live with it. The death, destruction. The council has got to invest their time in us. Placebos aren't working. We gotta do this. End transmission.
January 23rd, 1983. This is a message from Dr. Wilkiski. I have recently begun further study into the cause of this virus. A cure may be found. I hope this will stop further uprisings. The council wishes you the best. End transmission.
February 19th, 1983. This is Lord Gyvorn speaking. Today is national council day. Love your world, love your life, love the council. And now, for our national anthem. Let it be, that all we see, is love. Love for our world, as that is where we are and should be thankful of. Love for our life, for that is what and who we are. And love for our council, for protecting us in the worst of times. The council will watch over you, as you will respect and believe in us. Thank you. End transmission.
April 2nd, 1983. This is a message from Lord Farleton. A spotting of a new, strange mutation has been found in the 30 districts. This mutation causes the victim's skin to pinken. When killed, the victims burst, releasing smaller, faster creatures. Do not approach these people, no matter who it may be. We're sorry. End transmission.
April 7th, 1983. This is a message from a resident of District #38. It's clear now. The council won't do anything for us, nor can we do anything for them. Know what we can do? We can fight for ourselves. We can survive. Let us join together! Meet at District #38! We will banned together to start a new order! We can fi- . The following transmission has been stopped by the council. Thank you for listening. End transmission.
April 9th, 1983. This is a message from Lord Valkoff. We see that a sort of rebellion has sparked from District #38. On another note, District 38 has recently burned down, along with all other #30 districts. How sad. End transmission.
March 15th, 1985. This is a message from Lord Valkoff of District #77. We have recently decided to name the area of our District. The reason for this is unknown to me. I will also be the only broadcaster for now on. That is all news. Thank you. End transmission.
October 17th, 1987. This is a message from Lord Valkoff. The recent rebellions and waves of distrust come to my amaze; why would such amazing districts decide to go against us? So, we have come to a resolution. For now on, we will be sending more soldiers to protect you. This is our resolve. Thank you. End transmission.
November 9th, 1987. This is a message from a resident of District #50. I love the council. I know the council will protect us. You should believe this too. Everyone should believe. I believe in the council. The council is your friend. Please… End transmission.
November 10th, 1987. This is a message from Lord Valkoff of District #77. There had been mass rebellion because of yesterday's broadcast. Don't believe in lies. End transmission.
July 7th, 1989. This is a message from Lord Valkoff. This is
news! The council will be recruiting for soldiers, trained or not! Recruiting will give you and your family double the rations! Sign up now! end transmission.
March 12th, 1990. This is a message from Lord Valkoff of district #77. I am no longer going to be broadcasting. Goodbye, residents. End transmission.
March 13th, 1990. This is a message from Lord Farleton of District #80. A recent incident of a massive 'zombie' has been caused at district #77. Rest in peace Lord Valkoff. I will be taking his place as global announcer. Thank you. End transmission.
March 16th, 1990. This is a message from Lord Farleton of District #80. The massive zombie, now known as a 'giant' has recently abolished neighboring districts. Rest in peace, residents of Districts #75, 77 and 78. End transmission.
February 2nd, 1991. This is a message from a resident of District #79. I no longer believe. The council, the Districts… they're all gone now. I say farewell to this world, in hope that all listeners will share my realization. The council will abandon us, we must prepare. Goodbye. End transmission.
February 9th, 1991. This is a message from Lord Farleton of District #80. Many years have passed. Many have lived and died. I fear that the world has already entered the oblivion we saw years ago. I fear that all is lost. I have faith in no one, and no one has faith in me. The council will separate today, as will the official collective districts. May this be the last farewell, the last goodbye you're hear from me, let alone the council. End transmission.
Survivor Logs:
Entry 12:
February 11, 1994. This district's abandoned. We're moving onto the next. What's left of the council has retreated to the great coliseum to the north-east. There aren't many of us left. I've seen street filled with more mutilated bodies than lurkers themselves. They must be getting stronger. Evolving, adapting… I don't know, but they're definitely learnin'.
Entry 14:
March 1, 1994. We've come across a large divide. These are the canyon lands, a dangerous area. I'm starting to think this is what the world will always be. The divide consists of an abandoned military camp, Azara I believe, and a ship caught in the fray… I hear a loud roar. Cecil Beirsack, logging out.
Entry 15:
March 2nd, 1994. They're dead… all of them. My brother, his wife, his squad mates, even the CO. It was 75 feet tall, bodies still impaling on its fingers. This must've been the effect of radiation on their bodies. I fear the end has come. Logging out.
If you would like to add to this, please contact me through the comments, on a Minez server (If you see me), or at [email protected]