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REVIVAL BUMP OF POWER!

Name: Markus Vaughn    Health: 56%      Status: scared as hell
Inventory: Scalpel, Syringe
Location: Coloreado, Last frontier Hospital

I incave myself in the operation room... stuff... I am going to die... It all hapened so fast... but why?
A heavy zombie bursts into the room, but charges out the window... thank god.
I inject the syringe into myself, I am healed a little. I find a bottle of the substance in the syringe. I refill the syringe and put the rest of the bottle in my operation coat. A realy realy fast jumps into the window. It jumps on me... It feels like my soul is being sucked into a black hole and to wonder around the universe forever... But then... The hunter fled... why has it fled??? I have a feeling I dont want to know.
I slowly get up, feeling like I was shot by 200 bullets from a chain gun. I slowly inject the substance into my leg... much better. I then refill  the Syringe.

Name: Markus Vaughn    Health: 43%      Status: thinking
                                          Danger      
Inventory: Scalpel, Syringe, Bottle of the substance for the syringe
Location: Coloreado, Last frontier Hospital
« Last Edit: April 03, 2011, 02:11:38 PM by hotshot87 »

Name: Markus Vaughn    Health: 43%      Status: thinking
                                          Danger      
Inventory: Scalpel, Syringe, Bottle of the substance for the syringe
Cloathing: medical coat, grey pants, glasses
Location: Coloreado, Last frontier Hospital

As I was thinking, I then relized why the fast zombie fled: An escape helicoptor!
I jump in through the conviniently brocken window, and land on the coptor. As we were flying, we found Arijog, we take him into the coptor. I apply a splint to his leg, he didnt know it was broken because he was in enough pain.
I then inject him with some of the substance from the syringe. I inject it into myself to, then refill it.


Name: Markus Vaughn    Health: 65%      Status: looking down at zombies                                    
Inventory: Scalpel, Syringe, Bottle of the substance for the syringe
Cloathing: medical coat, grey pants, glasses
Location: Coloreado, the golden age streets
People in survivor party: Arijog, me
« Last Edit: April 03, 2011, 02:11:55 PM by hotshot87 »

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2: This is not L4D. Anything talking about Witches, Smokers, Tanks (except the heavily armed war machines from early WWII) and any other L4D material will be highly flamed.



He just killed my mood by saying 'hunter.'

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You only posted when I mentioned L4D, I will change it.

Blaze made this one and I hope jorici makes a deadspace text adventure game.
I can do make a Dead Space text adventure if you want

If I did that and it failed epicly, I can only imagine yours.


Name: Markus Vaughn    Health: 65%      Status: looking down at zombies                                    
Inventory: Scalpel, Syringe, Bottle of the substance for the syringe
Cloathing: medical coat, grey pants, glasses
Location: Coloreado, the golden age streets
People in survivor party: Arijog, me

Ok... How do we get away from the invasion...
BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BE- ssss...

OH stuff WERE GOI- blump. Swirling... It feels like I am being judged... forever, I will not stand... I wake up... a zombie horde surounding me... I run... not knowing what to do. Arijog died... crap. I plumit myself into a house. theres 10 zombies in here. I use my scalpel to kill them... then I start making barriors.  I then scavenge the place  for any usefull suplise. I didnt find anything. I start to plot out where I should go.

If I could find some way to get to the airport, I might be able to find a gun in the security room...  I might find a car there and drive out of Colorado... find some survivors, and mabye find a cure for the zombies...

That probably wouldent work.

Let's think realistic...  A fast zombie bursts through the door, but misses and jumps out the window... It droped a revolver... I might use that. I slowly go outside and pick up the revolver and jump back in.


Name: Markus Vaughn    Health: 53%      Status: thinking of a way out.                                    
Inventory: Scalpel, Syringe, Bottle of the substance for the syringe, revolver, 30 bullets
Cloathing: medical coat, grey pants, glasses,
Location: Coloreado, the golden age streets
People in survivor party: me

Name: Bob   Health: 100/100   Status: Reinforcing defenses, looking for strong zombie
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



I finish making the Spear Mortar like Aries said. I call to Austin and Alex, "How's the plane coming?"

"It's done! Hop in!" they call back. As I'm running, the strong zombie knocks me away from the group. I shoot the Spear Mortar at it, literally pinning it to the wall. I start slowly running to the plane, which is gathering speed for the escape. I notice that we're going through a hole in the wall. I suddenly feel a spasm in my leg, and almost lose my balance. "Aries, help!" I call. He pulls me into the plane.

"Ow, forget." I say. "That damn zombie got my leg."

I decide to sit back for a second and relax while I can. Austin is flying to his warehouse in Pennsylvania.



Name: Bob   Health: 80/100   Status: Leg hurts...
Inventory: Dual .44 Magnums (holstered) w/speed reloader with 6/6/118 shells, Sword Launcher (2 uses), Spear Mortar (1 use) 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
« Last Edit: April 04, 2011, 06:52:31 PM by BobSevenSevens »

Alex has a warehouse in Pennsylvania?
I think you mean Austin.



Name: Austin
Health: 100
Status: Flying to my warehouse
Inventory: Shotgun, Slicey and Slashy
Location: The skys

We fly to my warehouse



Name: Austin
Health: 100
Status: Landing inside my warehouse
Inventory: Shotgun, Slicey and Slashy
Location: My warehouse

Home sweet home at last, and this time loneliness won't drive me insane. As I close the large warehouse doors with a remote control I let everyone out and help unload everything. I make a way into the building next to the warehouse, kill the zombies and convert it into a safehouse for my new friends to stay in. I add new locks and a steel plating to the door, then paint the door and text above it stating "SAFEHOUSE" in red. I add some makeshift beds, barrcade the alley between the buildings so we can go to and fro without fear and get a still-working car and drive it to the building's garage.

Name: Bob   Health: 80/100   Status: Leg hurts...
Inventory: Dual .44 Magnums (holstered) w/speed reloader with 6/6/118 shells, Sword Launcher (2 uses), Spear Mortar (1 use) 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: Flying to Austin's warehouse

I patch myself up on the airplane. When we land, I help Austin with the defenses. When those are set up, I see him come in with a car. "Ooh, I can do stuff with this", I say. I go look at the car, and notice it's ancient and barely running. I decide to try to fix it by scavenging for other parts.

Bob: Hey Austin: I can fix that car of yours and make it really good. I just need a scavenging partner. You with me?

Austin: Hell yeah.

We tell everyone else we're going scavenging. I draw one of my revolvers and head out. I leave most of my stuff in the safehouse so I can be quicker.




Name: Bob   Health: 100/100   Status: Scavenging with Austin
Inventory: Dual .44 Magnums (1 holstered) w/speed reloader with 6/6/118 shells, , Katana sword, Backpack, Big medkit (8 uses left), 8 vials of zombie "cure" Binoculars, rations, , 3 Twinkies, crop seeds
Supplies in Safehouse: Sword Launcher (2 uses), Spear Mortar (1 use) a knife, radio transmitter stuff,hand-crank radio/flashlight
Location: Outside Austin's warehouse, Pennsylvania

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He slowly detached himself from the belly of the plane. They were all inside now, this was his chance to move. He swung his arm, latching onto a window sill. He hauled himself up and onto the roof, then shrank back into the dark corners and simply waited.

Name: Bob   Health: 100/100   Status: Scavenging with Austin
Inventory: Dual .44 Magnums (1 holstered) w/speed reloader with 6/6/118 shells, , Katana sword, Backpack, Big medkit (8 uses left), 8 vials of zombie "cure" Binoculars, rations, , 3 Twinkies, crop seeds
Supplies in Safehouse: Sword Launcher (2 uses), Spear Mortar (1 use) a knife, radio transmitter stuff,hand-crank radio/flashlight
Location: Outside Austin's warehouse, Pennsylvania



We came back from scavenging, having found a wide variety of parts. As I'm putting the parts down, I see something moving in a dark corner. I draw my .44 Magnum and fire a shot at it. I miss, but it runs out of our safehouse.

Bob: What the forget was that?

Everyone else: I don't know. Let's get back to work.

I close the door and reinforce the defenses so nothing can get in. I then get to work on the car.



Name: Bob   Health: 100/100   Status: Working on Car
Inventory: Dual .44 Magnums (1 holstered) w/speed reloader with 6/6/117 shells, Katana sword, Backpack, Big medkit (8 uses left), 8 vials of zombie "cure" Binoculars, rations, , 3 Twinkies, crop seeds
Supplies in Safehouse: Sword Launcher (2 uses), Spear Mortar (1 use) a knife, radio transmitter stuff,hand-crank radio/flashlight
Location: Outside Austin's warehouse, Pennsylvania