You wake up as if it's a normal day. You get up, get dressed, walk out your room door. As you walk into the dark room, the door behind you dissapears. There are five other outlines where doors would be. People are outside of them. I will choose how the story goes. First you people need to get to know each other.
Mods can signup, 2 at max (not including me.) Bios:
Name: (full) History: Skills: Item: Everyone starts out with a small item. Choose one: Small gas tank. Pistol ammo. Lighter. Tiny first aid kit.
Six players and two more mods. Mods are not required neccesarily.
The fairy gets up. "I'm Zombit. Have you seen a guy nicknamed Kilo? He's like my owner. And have you seen Kar? He's this big eyed bug. He's strong. Hey, I see you took my pistol." It snatches it out of your hand with invisible organism hands. "Why the hell are you in the middle of this place? I thought BW was way too dangerous."
No you cannot use your character. When this game ends and a new one starts where each one makes a new character you can keep the same. Like there is a happy ending is to the game we play now but the next time we start a new play you can keep the same character. You are dead until this game ends.
Name: Chargo Eetre History: Lived a nice life. Lived in California, moved to Oregon in his 20's. At the age of 25, got a college degree of science. At 27, learned how to fire many firearms. At 30, fell into this nightmare. Skills: Science, firearm training. Weapons: Assult rifle, (140 5.56mm), 32 caliber pistol (36 32cal) Items: Medkit (x5), matchbox (5 matches), gas tank, T.V. remote, cell phone, walkie talkie (x4) Perks: Dream Walker (Doesn't die through any rounds.)
I hear a strange noise outside my door. I open it slowly and look outside.
{You are taken down. Hit by a broken pipe. Shawn hears the sound and decides to go and check. When he gets there, he sees a masked - clown man ready to hit you to death...}
[He saw you before you fired at him. you missed. Then he did a back sweep with the pipe and send you to the corner, blacked out.]
Hi hi hi hi... so you don't know a thing about what Chargo did to my life? Yeah. My name...is Jester (hm...hahaha). Yeah. He killed my family. Yeah. It seems that Chargo is not the angel you thought he was. Yeah. But enough talking. I will revenge him. Yeah. Let's have a clown show. Yeah. Hm...HA HA HA HA HA HA!!!
Name: Chargo Eetre History: Lived a nice life. Lived in California, moved to Oregon in his 20's. At the age of 25, got a college degree of science. At 27, learned how to fire many firearms. At 30, fell into this nightmare. Skills: Science, firearm training. Weapons: Assult rifle, (140 5.56mm), 32 caliber pistol (36 32cal) Items: Medkit (x5), matchbox (5 matches), gas tank, T.V. remote, cell phone, walkie talkie (x4) Perks: Dream Walker (Doesn't die through any rounds.)
I wake up in a dark room. I'm bleeding from my forehead... I eat the potato, hoping it will soothe the pain.
It did. I stand up, wobble, and try to see my surroundings. I'm in some sort of closet. I open the door into what looks like a conference room; there's a huge desk with eight chairs around it. There's also a guy talking to a floating lightbulb. What?
That's right Icko. I finished my mission. Yeah. I captured him as you commanded. Yeah. And i would like so much to revenge him...What? Ok i won't. Yes i know that he is watching me talking to you. Yeah.I'm going to have a little chat with him. Yeah. Well anyway, goodbye...
"Come here and have a sit Chargo. I will tell you everything you want to know.Yeah. But only if you promise me -and swear that you will keep your promise- that if your little friends -whose names are Shawn Delner and Ransing Bluyd if i am not wrong- just break in and try to kill me, you will protect me. Yeah. Because i didn't captured them. Yeah. So, do you agree with my term"?
I wake up. I go and pick up Shawn and then run to the conference room. There, I hear the name Icko. "Well, well. Icko is still alive, huh? No matter, I`ll go and kill him again." I run around looking for Icko after leaving Shawn there.
Ransing seems to have gotten used to running around alot.
Name: Chargo Eetre History: Lived a nice life. Lived in California, moved to Oregon in his 20's. At the age of 25, got a college degree of science. At 27, learned how to fire many firearms. At 30, fell into this nightmare. Skills: Science, firearm training. Weapons: Assult rifle, (140 5.56mm), 32 caliber pistol (36 32cal) Items: Medkit (x5), matchbox (5 matches), gas tank, T.V. remote, cell phone, walkie talkie (x4) Perks: Dream Walker (Doesn't die through any rounds.)
[I don't open the closet out to a room then. I see just the clown guy.]
Icko. That bastard. "Sure thing, dickhead. Do you remember I have guns?" I pull out my magnum and fire at the clown. His head explodes into a thousand little pieces. I then grab his pipe and thrust it into Icko's throat. He regurgitates blood and falls over onto the floor. Not dead. He pulls out a little syringe--- another blue one--- which heals his wound. He stands up and tries to punch me. I kick him in the balls and knee-smash his face. I then hit him in the face with the pipe twice and uppercut his stupid face. He pulls the blue syringe out and does it again, but then fights back by stabbing me with a green one.
I finally find Icko so, First I shoot him in the head with my shotgun. Then, I go over to his dead body and cut it up into a bunch of pieces of meat. Then, I put the pieces in my small gas tank. I take one match from Chargo and burn the gas tank. "That should keep you from coming back". I then wake up Chargo.
