This is a completely serious club, people who make a decent enough plan will be able to comment and review other plans. Here is some zombie info.
run/walk: they walk
scream/groan: they groan
day/night: All da time babey!
what they attack: EVERYTHING THEY HEAR, OR THAT MOVES!
survivors: very very little, like near 100-1000 people on EARTH
guns: This is real time, being your neighboorhood and everything, you have all the resources you have in your house.
cure: there is none.
where to go: so long as you have a plan to get their, go for it.
how much you can carry: AGAIN, THIS IS REAL TIME
family members: theres a high chance they are zombehs too. able to join: if you didn't read, just make a good plan.
durability: they can take ALOT of damage, worse than playing last stand 2 with just a pistol for the entire game when the zombies have twice as much life.
doors: they can't work a doorhandle for the mostpart of their brain is already rotted I am still making my plan right now, but I think some of you can do it. Let the zombie surviving begin!
I leave the generator room and slide back outside, 'Ugh. I forgot how cold it was' I thought. I went around to the front and kicked the door in. One second later I almost regretted coming. 'The SMELL!' I thought. It was the smell of rotting food, and maybe even corpses. I quickly cover my face in my collar and move on to the canned goods aisle. I grab one of the many scattered carts and empty the little contents it had, shopping time! 'I've always wanted to do this!' I yelled. I ran down the aisle with my arm outstretched into the shelves, pushing all of the cans down into the cart. Full, so I grab another cart. Having 4 carts full, I realize I can't carry this all. 'I guess I'll find a way'. I get everything bagged and ready. I roll all the carts outside.'What am I go-----', luckily there was an ATV store next to the store. I ran through the lot and got to the side of the building. I peered through a window only one light on. I went around front but the door was locked. I raised my rifle up and thrust it down as hard as I could. I quickly turn my head and shield it with my arm. 'Aaargh' I scream. I look at my arm and there sticking out of my elbow was a large shard of glass. 'Mother f----'. After a few minutes of cussing, I yank out the glass, scream some more, and resume my current mission. Cradling my arm I walk through the frame of the door. To my left were ATVs on display, about to turn and look at them I see out of the corner of my eye I see some snow-mobiles. 'Score!' I run to the largest one, get it's necessary info and go into the holding garage. 'F1240... where are you?' 'F1235, 6, 8, 9---, 40!' There it was a brand new all mine! I hop on and... there's no key, OR gas. 'Aargh!', I jump off the snow-mobile and storm out of the garage. Where am I going to get the gas? OR the keys!?
Pretty good story. A better idea than breaking the glass with your fist is a rock, or wrap a shirt around your hand. But at the risk of making too much noise, put some layers of duct tape on the window, and break through it. It'll make a lot less noise and not ruin your hand. It's also pretty nifty for breaking into houses. Also, in this kind of situation any big cuts could be fatal. Unless it's washed out or you have some antibiotics, an infection could slowly kill you. PS I'd check the office for keys, and check the underground tanks in a gas station for gas.
Info, yes, but without the info you couldn't make a scenario now could you? Hence, main scenario, because it is the basis of all scenarios made! Created by: Savorath and Thoad.
*ahem* Sorry to say savorath but my virus was made by nobody besides me. You are more than welcome to make your own virus, post it here/zombie_survival homepage, but the Goliath/Anthemia (I remembered prototype name), is my virus and my virus only. Again, you are more than welcome to make your own apocolyptic zombie virus, but still.
Savorath, we love members here, but check with thoad before you say you made something, okey dokey? You have only been here for a week, and are trying to take over.
It is an early sunday morning, I wake up, brush my teeth put on some nice clothes and head out the door. I turn my car on and hop inside. I put the car on drive and head to work. But on my way there I decide to stop at a Starbucks. I pull up to the drive-thru window and get ready to say my order... no one speaks. So I say, "Hello?" Still no answer... so I drive to the front of the fast food restaurant and head inside. But once I get to the door... it says "Sorry, were closed" So I whimper and head back to my car. I start heading back to work and I turn on the radio. Static? On my favorite channel? Strange... So then I turn to another station and still... static?! I give up and turn off the radio. I hum to myself all the way to my work. I finally get there, turn off the car and the proceed to the door. I go inside and head to my office. I pass my friend Linda's desk, and without looking I say to her, "Hey Linda can you brew me some coffee?" "Thanks" I say, even though she didn't say anything. I get to my office and sit in my computer chair, I boot up my computer, sit back and relax because it takes a while to start up. Silence. What the? I think to myself... this place is usually crowded and filled with life! I stand up and look around. There is no one here? I panic and start saying "Hello?" No one answers... so I start to walk around to see if anyone is here. I get to an opening and look into the janitors room. It is the Janitor. He is facing the opposite direction... I am about to say hey... But something isn't right, his head and body are limp and he is covered in blood. I say, "are you alright?" Bad mistake, he whips around and glares at me. His eyes are golden and his mouth is surrounded by gore. In his right and is an arm... a women's arm. I looked at the middle finger, it had a ring on it. LINDA! He has Linda's arm?! I look back at him and realize he is stumbling towards me. I back up and bump into something cold and hard. It is an aluminum baseball bat. I pick it up and say "Get away from me, or I will hit you!" He doesn't listen and gets 2 feet away from me. I swing and hit him right in the head. He hits the ground hard but he is still alive so I hit him 2 more times. He finally dies. I look closer at him and notice that his blood is black and it is staining the carpet... infecting the carpet.
Trying to take over? Are you guys... okay? For one, I never said I made the virus! I only said the Zombie Main Scenario/Info was made by Thoad and I. I've been helping out and I've noticed it hasn't been welcomed! And i that's the way things are going to be then I will get rid of everything I've done for you guys so far.
You have only been here for a week, and are trying to take over.
YEs, a week. But I'm a progressive person. Instead of blowing things out of proportion, you could have told me to slow down!
P.s, I respect ideas and people... I don't try to do take them or disrespect them. And if you didn't see earlier, who did I put before me. Everyone. And who did I give credit to? Everyone. So apologies?
