Author Topic: Zombie Survival; Nowhere to hide...  (Read 61886 times)

Name: Corporal Matthews.

Faction: US Military

Appearance: Digital woodland camo, gasmask (Temporarily removed), and kevlar.

Equipment: M16A1 Assault Rifle, Standard M9 Beretta. Eighteen clips total. Frag x3, incendiary x2.

Items Aqcuired: US Military Radio, 5x Heavy Rations, Trailmix (10x uses)

I roostered back my M16A1, slid it on my back, and grasped a incendiary. "If it dies, its going down in flames." I inaudibly murmured. I sheathed the grenade where I can keep a quick unholster and chuck on it. I sat my backpack down, from the war, I've had to carry most of the stuff we needed in there. It had a couple large rations in small yellow boxes, trail mix, and a US Military Radio.


Name: William "TheArmyGuy"      Health: Near optimum      Status: Evil laughter
Inventory: Ak-47 , 4 Russian ammo boxes and a Sig handgun. Food for 5 days. A combat knife.
Location: The Netherlands , in a village where a mere .1 percent has guns.

Sorry bro, not gonna read 30 pages of stupid nonsensical stuff.

TPTHPTHPHTPHT

hahah no
go read it you lazy uneducated forget.
"strong zombie" is a good way of saying Deus Ex or Lordfeline or someone who took steroids or bodybuilt during their life
is everyone stupid or something

the L4Dness increases evry page

isn't it so loving ironic how YOU are the strong zombie?

the stupidness increases every page

+ on google maps there's a damn AIRPORT in ticowhatever, jeez people look up the damn places if you want to know more
« Last Edit: March 31, 2011, 10:45:40 AM by Altered »

but im not a tank... i have special powers

and i rhought fort tichendgora was mde up.

but im not a tank... i have special powers

THAT'S WHAT I MENT
you're a buffass zombie according to your actions so I called you a 'strong zombie' with lack of a better name

Name: Alex 
Health: 23/100   
Status: Talking with Bob
Inventory: Nothing
Location: Fort Ticonderoga

Alex: Ok, I'll go help Austin.

I eat the rations that Bob gave me and then I run over to Austin.

Austin: Hey, could you hold this wrench?

Alex: Yeah sure, what else do you need?

Austin: Nothing, how about you work on it.

Alex: Sure.

We work on the plane for about twenty minutes when Austin decides to talk.

Austin: Well, we're almost done! All we have to do is fix this wing!

I hear something in the distance.

Alex: What's that noise?

Austin: Oh, it's the strong zombie.

Alex: WHAT?!?!? A strong zombie, here!?

Name: Alex 
Health: 87/100   
Status: Working on plane with Austin.
Inventory: Wrench
Location: Fort Ticonderoga

All of a sudden there is a whitw flash and Jason and John vanish. (I'll bring them back to the game when I want to. You cannot find them)

Name: "Aries"
Health: ???
Status: ???
Inventory: Revolver, 35 "Magnum" Boron Cartridges, TDI Vector
Location: Fort Ticonderoga, NY

Aries: "ANOTHER one!?"
Bob: "Apparently."
Aries: "Hey, don't we have some kind of artillery thing?
Bob: "I found some small ones over there.
Aries: "We should load them with spears and shoot the spears at the zombie!"
Bob: "Oh god yes."

Aries: "Hey, did you see something flash?"
Bob: "No."
Aries: "Must just be my imagination."

Name: Corporal Matthews.

Faction: US Military

Appearance: Digital woodland camo, gasmask (Temporarily removed), and kevlar.

Equipment: M16A1 Assault Rifle, Standard M9 Beretta. Eighteen clips total. Frag x3, incendiary x2, US Military Radio, 5x Heavy Rations, Trailmix (10x uses)

"Any units that have survived, respond." I sent the message on the Radio, as I roostered his M16 and crouched, turning to the spot of the S.Z. "OH GOD HE-" was one of the responses, involving screaming, gunshots, and death. "stuff. So I am the only soldier in my squad." I sighed, sadly almost. I aimed down the ironsights, grenade launcher attached, and a incendiary ready to launch.




Because, I dislike the previous camo types. Digital's more.. better looking, with woodland.

I guess. I prefer urban camos myself. What are those called? ACUs? I don't remember.