Author Topic: Zombie Survival; Nowhere to hide...  (Read 61977 times)

Were the above 3 posts responding to me?


Name: Bob   Health: 100/100   Status: Eating
Inventory: Dual .44 Magnums (one holstered) w/speed reloader with 6/6/120 shells, a knife, Katana sword, Backpack, hand-crank radio/flashlight, Big medkit (9 uses left), 8 vials of zombie "cure", Binoculars, rations, radio transmitter stuff, 3 Twinkies, crop seeds
Location: Fort Ticonderoga, NY



Bob looks through binoculars at the big zombie.

Bob: Holy stuff, that thing is huge. Wait, a survivor who came here landed a plane loaded with supplies a few hundred feet in the opposite direction from the zombie. It just needs gas.

Aries: Well, that sucks.

Bob: Wait, there's some gas in the warehouse! I can't carry it because of my wrists, but maybe you can?

Aries: Yeah, I'll carry it.

We go to the warehouse, grab the gas can, and start running to the plane.



Name: Bob   Health: 100/100   Status: Running to plane
Inventory: Dual .44 Magnums (one holstered) w/speed reloader with 6/6/118 shells, a knife, Katana sword, Backpack, hand-crank radio/flashlight, Big medkit (9 uses left), 8 vials of zombie "cure", Binoculars, rations, radio transmitter stuff, 3 Twinkies, crop seeds
Location: Fort Ticonderoga, NY

Name:~
Location:~
Status: Angry


His enhanced vision allowed him to see them running for a large plane near a gas depot. "THEY MUSNT ESCAPE." The voice said. He acknowledged, and started sprinting towards the plane. In a matter of mere seconds he crashed into the wing full force, tearing it straight from the plane, but only halfway.
Just enough so the engine died. He sniffed out the pilot, but instead decided to slink back and wait for the humans. He crouched back into the treeline, tearing a squirrel from it's perch and chewing on it ferociously.

"Because Bob and Aries are the only people in this stuffty fort." Im pretty sure there were more than five of us, Bob.

"Because Bob and Aries are the only people in this stuffty fort." Im pretty sure there were more than five of us, Bob.

I went to get supplies from my Warehouse in Pennsylvania.

And my plane has plenty of gas, I keep lots of full gas cans at the ready for stuff like that.

Da forget. I'm getting that dog. Whats a good name for it...Pac...yeah...I like the ring of it. Sorry for the stupidity of it, it's just so damn cute. Let's pretend Pac has been with me the whole time...

Name: Flemming     Health: 98/100     Status: Pumped
Inventory: Nailgun, 24 nails. 5.5 gatorade bottles in backpack. 11 Twinkies.
Location: Fort Ticonderoga, NY

Flemming: Pac, c'mon!

I rush to Synkro and Pac hops in. I speed over to the plane and pass Bob and Aries.

I get to the plane and take a look inside. It has a flatscreen.

Flemming: Sweeheheheheeaat.

Name: Flemming     Health: 100/100     Status: Flighty
Inventory: Nailgun, 24 nails. 5.5 gatorade bottles in backpack. 7 Twinkies.
Location: Fort Ticonderoga, NY

Leave my plane alone mondays

1. there is no flatscreen, and if there was, what would I watch?
2. it's locked and only I have the keys

+ Bob helped me move it inside (I think, he said something about it in one of his posts) so you don't need to drive some Teku car to get to it

so you don't need to drive some Teku car to get to it
So you've seen that movie too? Good times...

So you've seen that movie too? Good times...

Yup.
I miss Acceleracers. :c

Yup.
I miss Acceleracers. :c
Me too. I wish there was a sequal. I mean those first movies WR and AR were epic, but they completely ruined it with BF5. I mean what were they thinking?!! I'm working on a script for what I think would be a great sequal. Major Wheeler reveals everything, the Acceledrome is rebuilt, Kadeem comes back etc.

Also, I've always imagined my character on these Zombie topics looking like Nolo. No reason, just he looks kewl.

Name: Bob   Health: 100/100   Status: Running to plane
Inventory: Dual .44 Magnums (one holstered) w/speed reloader with 6/6/118 shells, a knife, Katana sword, Backpack, hand-crank radio/flashlight, Big medkit (9 uses left), 8 vials of zombie "cure", Binoculars, rations, radio transmitter stuff, 3 Twinkies, crop seeds
Location: Fort Ticonderoga, NY



The weird zombie we saw before reaches the plane right as Flemming reaches it, and it tears off one of the wings partway. "stuff!" I yell, and we all run back to the fort to consult with everyone on what to do.

Bob: So, what should we do about that weird zombie?

Flemming: Try to shoot it to death?

Aries: Nah, it would take too much ammo and would be too dangerous.

Bob: [thinking] Wait! Idea get! I saw an industrial strength leaf blower and some small swords! We could stick a few of the swords at a time into the leaf blower, then hit the leaf blower and it will launch the swords into the zombie (hopefully)!

Flemming: It might just work.

Aries: Yeah, if you put some wadding below the swords so all of the air is pushing at once.

Bob: Alright, I'll get to work on it. You guys might want to try to make the fort defenses a little better.

2 hours later, the sword launcher is complete. I holster my revolver and pull it out, To reload, I have more wadding in a pouch on my side and short swords in a quiver.



Name: Bob   Health: 100/100   Status: Napping
Inventory: Dual .44 Magnums (holstered) w/speed reloader with 6/6/118 shells, Sword Launcher (3 uses) a knife, Katana sword, Backpack, hand-crank radio/flashlight, Big medkit (9 uses left), 8 vials of zombie "cure", Binoculars, rations, radio transmitter stuff, 3 Twinkies, crop seeds
Location: Fort Ticonderoga, NY



Guys, if you're worried if this is realistic, I asked the physics teacher in my high school, and he said that it would be possible like I've described it. (He's a cool guy.)
« Last Edit: March 30, 2011, 06:14:12 PM by BobSevenSevens »

Name: Austin
Health: 100
Status: Parking my ATV
Inventory: Shotgun, Slicey and Slashy
Location: Fort Ticonderoga

I come back, and as I open the gate I see my fellow survivors fighting some weirdass zombie with what appears to be a sword shooting leaf blower.

What the forget.

I shoot at it's head, but it does nothing. I enable all the cutting things on Slicey and fling it at the zombie which does something: cuts off one of it's arms and sending it into a unstoppable rage. I yell and scream at it and lure it out of the base, then drive through the streets of Ticonderoga. I find a drawbridge, drive over and as the zombie is walking towards me I open the bridge, dropping the zombie into the water and sending it floating down the river. I close the bridge, drive back to the Fort, say hi to my fellow survivors and fix my plane.

Name: Bob   Health: 100/100   Status: Checking out sword launcher
Inventory: Dual .44 Magnums (holstered) w/speed reloader with 6/6/118 shells, Sword Launcher (3 uses) a knife, Katana sword, Backpack, hand-crank radio/flashlight, Big medkit (9 uses left), 8 vials of zombie "cure", Binoculars, rations, radio transmitter stuff, 3 Twinkies, crop seeds
Location: Fort Ticonderoga, NY




Suddenly, the super zombie [for lack of a better name] attacked us. I shot my sword launcher, and saw most of the swords stick in it and knock it back. Suddenly, I see Austin drive on his ATV and throw something at it. It knocks its arm off, and the zombie starts chasing Austin. He tricks it into falling in a river and floating downstream, then starts to fix his plane.

Bob: Hey, is there enough room for all of us?

Austin: Maybe, I don't know.

Bob: Let's get this plane inside.

We get the plane inside the fort so Austin can work on it. I decide to take a nap in a spot where Austin can watch me.



Name: Bob   Health: 100/100   Status: Checking out sword launcher
Inventory: Dual .44 Magnums (holstered) w/speed reloader with 6/6/118 shells, Sword Launcher (2 uses) a knife, Katana sword, Backpack, hand-crank radio/flashlight, Big medkit (9 uses left), 8 vials of zombie "cure", Binoculars, rations, radio transmitter stuff, 3 Twinkies, crop seeds
Location: Fort Ticonderoga, NY

Name: ~


He bellowed in rage as the current swept him further down the river. He extended his arm to catch a hanging branch, and pulled himself onto shore.
The first thing he did was absorb the swords into his flesh. He wondered what function it would serve. The swords jutted out of his whip-arm, and he could retract them when necessary. The forest was alive with a thunderous roar not unlike his own. Another infected. Then the trees behind him were bent and broken and splintered with unimaginable force. A giant ball of muscle and flesh came rolling past him and towards the plane and humans.
Slowly, a plan began to form in his dilipitated mind.