Author Topic: Zombie Survival; Nowhere to hide...  (Read 61238 times)

Name: CPL. Matthews
Health: Full
Status: Looking out.
Inventory: Scar L, USP .45, Medkit, Kevlar, Woodland camoflauge.

I headed outside after a while, Scar L in my left hand. "Hell. The infection went rapidly, eh Mick." I said to a old squadmate, who was the outpost's lead recon and sniper. "It did go far, Matthews. Hell of a way far."

"Now.. we've got a small convoy of survivors on the way. Atleast sixteen people. Two are wounded, and four are from the military. Ten others are from several towns nearby." I said to Michael. "If this convoy takes enough damage, smoke'll fly and raiders will come. We're going to have to help them with the upcoming zombies."

"Any news on Wethers?" Mick asked. "He's still a bit wounded." I said, climbing up on a crate and sliding out a pair of binoculars, looking out onto the dirt road that lead to the outpost. Four humvees. There was meant to be a Barracks truck. "stuff. Looks like they lost the barracks. Some of the humvees are tugging some crates in trailers, and in the back. Looks like we're getting some supplies to help out, too."

Might update later, definitely by tomorrow.

Name:I go by nickname, Ace.      Health:Scratches, scrapes, & burns      Cash:0      Status:Cautious
Inventory: A large bag with airsoft guns, electronics, medical supplies, & food.
Location: Los Angeles

I was continuing my journey from roof to roof. I saw an outpost on one, sandbags and all. I didn't stay there of because a thought that crossed through my mind. If it's safe, why were the makers not there? They could've been out for food, but I wasn't going to take any chances. I was moving when I saw a helicopter pass overhead. I tried to flag it down, but I'm not sure if it noticed me or not. I heard gunshots and realized there were other survivors somewhere near, & I looked around & saw a group of infected swarming someone. I suddenly shouted without thinking and tried to get over to their position, but I attracted some infected and they started towards me. I realized they were coming from behind me on the rooftops, too! I am now surrounded without a real firearm to defend myself with.
Name:I go by nickname, Ace.      Health:Scratches, scrapes, & burns      Cash:0      Status:Confused
Inventory: A large bag with airsoft guns, electronics, medical supplies, & food.
Location: Los Angeles
« Last Edit: June 06, 2011, 05:26:45 PM by Trooper 114 »

Name: JOHN MARSTON      Health: god mode      Status: killing anything that moves
Inventory: gavin19 tar 21 w/ silencer ak-47 w/ red dto site m9 w/ tac nife cheese sticks tobbaco
Location: on the move

I was walking to mcdonalds to get some mcnuggets when out of the blue a zombie tries to eat me so i blow its head off and go get my mcnuggets.


Name: JOHN MARSTON      Health: god mode      Status: killing anything that moves
Inventory: gavin19 tar 21 w/ silencer ak-47 w/ red dto site m9 w/ tac nife cheese sticks tobbaco
Location: on the move

I was walking to mcdonalds to get some mcnuggets when out of the blue a zombie tries to eat me so i blow its head off and go get my mcnuggets.

What the forget? I thought you were a okay forum member until this.

Shortcut, I laughed way too hard.

Name: JOHN MARSTON      Health: god mode      Status: killing anything that moves
Inventory: gavin19 tar 21 w/ silencer ak-47 w/ red dto site m9 w/ tac nife cheese sticks tobbaco
Location: on the move

I was walking to mcdonalds to get some mcnuggets when out of the blue a zombie tries to eat me so i blow its head off and go get my mcnuggets.

Two words. SPELL CHECK.


Suuuuuuure.

Actually, I'll update now. Might as well. Blaze, please update RTD when you can.



Name: Bob    Health: 100/100 (Armor 10/50)  Cash: $2250     
Status: Working on Base Defenses

Inventory: M14 w/bayonet with 20/80 rounds (7.62 mm) Dual .44 Magnums (holstered) w/speed reloader with 6/6/98 shells (.44 rounds), hand-crank radio/flashlight, Katana sword, Backpack, Big medkit (10 uses left), 8 vials of zombie "cure", rations, 3 Twinkies,vial (50% left) of healing stuff/syringe for it
Location:LoS Forward Base, MD



I stop working on the base defenses. I decide to go on a scavenging mission in a LoS truck.

I stop at a gas station named Oily Joe's Gas Station and start filling up some gas cans using an electrical pump to pump the gas out. Suddenly, a few zombies start runnng in my direction. I pop then with the M14 [-5 7.62 rounds]

I go inside, and raid the gas station cash register. [+$100]

I put the full cans of gas in the truck, and start driving back. I look in my rearview mirror, and realize that there's a horde of zombies chasing me. Finally, some action.



Name: Bob    Health: 100/100 (Armor 10/50)  Cash: $2350     
Status: Driving

Inventory: M14 w/bayonet with 20/76 rounds (7.62 mm) Dual .44 Magnums (holstered) w/speed reloader with 6/6/98 shells (.44 rounds), hand-crank radio/flashlight, Katana sword, Backpack, Big medkit (10 uses left), 8 vials of zombie "cure", rations, 3 Twinkies,vial (50% left) of healing stuff/syringe for it
Location:Near Oily Joe's Gas Station, MD

Name: John Awesome
Health: OVER 9000!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!11
Status: doin stufff
Inventory: a bunch of gunz!!!!!1
Location: micdonalds

i see some guy stealin the mcnuggets i was gonna eat and i shoot him and eat him and the mcnugges and i kil myself and i win the game

No I'm kidding.


Name: Austin
Health: 100
Status: Flying to where Bob is.
Inventory: Nothing, I'm flying so I don't need to kick any zombie ass.
Location: Almost to Bob's location.

I'm lounging in the cargo bay, nomming on a candy bar while Alex is taking a nap, when something hits the cargo bay door. I drop the candy bar, flip the forget out and go to see what it is. Oh goodie, a zombie. I open the door and kick it off the plane, when it shoots a vine-like strand of organic stuffandwhatnot from it's arm and latches onto the handle. I scream, "WHAT THE loving HELL JUST HAPPENED?!" as Alex runs to where I am, and when he sees the strand his pupils shrink in fear and he says "I don't know" in a fearful voice. I watch as the zombie slowly retracts the stand, pulling itself up to us as we stand there, shocked yet awed at this strange mutation. I then slap myself, open a weapon crage, grab a sword and cut the strand, sending it to fall until it hits something. I close the door and check the GPS. "We're almost there, Alex" I say as I shut down the GPS and finish my candy bar, eating it twice as fast due to the remaining adrenaline flowing through my veins.

Also that zombies was partialy inspired by Deus Ex's strange interpretation of zombies.

when it shoots a vine-like strand of organic stuffandwhatnot from it's arm and latches onto the handle
HOLY forget WE FOUND SPIDERMAN


HOLY forget WE FOUND SPIDERMAN

Actualy I was trying to imply that it's arm lost it's hand during mutation and it got replaced with a launchable organic rope.

ALTERMAN

AAAAAAA, MY SUPERHERO ALTER EGO HAS BEEN DISCOVERED!
I MUST FLEE IN THE ALTMOBILE

/caps

It's an intestine.

That's disgusting.