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The Ghost Town; A Zombie Survival RPG
Topic Started: Sep 2 2009, 02:19 AM (2,115 Views)
The_Grim_Wiiper
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The Paint Samurai

*sirens sound*

*sun sets*

*moans are heard in the forest*

30 zombies tonight

1-The_Grim_Wiiper GM
2- PathfinderGold GM
3- Andcus
4- Chickenweed
5- ezerb
6- DNA
7- Finn 1939
8- Neilyboy92


You rolled a: 3!
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The_Grim_Wiiper
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The Paint Samurai

evens= dead

odd= zombie


You rolled a: 5!
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Chickenweed
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Wiiper's bitch >=D

OC: Ahhhh SHIT why does he have to be zombie?!!?!?
XBL GT: ThunderousCF18
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The_Grim_Wiiper
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The Paint Samurai

OOC: Cuz the die told me so :P

IC:

*a zombie stumbles past house 20*

*a soft whoosh is heard*

*a machette impales the zombie in the back of the skull*

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Neilyboy92
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Rock Apes ftw

*3 zombies stmble up to house 19 and recive a 5.56mm round to the head

"Im catching up dad that 2 for me 2night!" Rick shouted

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Edited by Neilyboy92, Sep 3 2009, 05:06 PM.
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Sniper One

Darren woke up with a start, hearing the sirens blaring in the evening silence and the rapidly dissapearing light gave an eery feel to the room which he was lying in. He looked right and saw the bag of supplies he had asked the survivor to bring him, who was actually lying in the corner of the room snoring. Black opened the plastic bag and saw he had got everything he had asked him, even the paint cans and candles.

Not as hopless as I guessed, he thought to himself cheerily as he walked over to Rick to shake him awake.

"Wakey wakey sunshine," Black said, nudging the guy in the back with his boot. Rick stirred groggily and rubbed his eyes.

"Why'd you wake me?"

"Well unless you want to get killed in your sleep by zombies, I suggest you hurry up and follow me," Black replied sarcastically, walking towards the door as Rick got up.

"Hey! Why do you always get to sleep when you want and I don't?"

He didn't get a reply. Black walked out the door, down the corridor and up the stairs towards the rooftop, stopping on the top floor to find the fire escape to the roof. He found the metal ladder and climbed up, as the other guy followed him warily. It was dark and he had to light the way with his flashlight, once again gripping it with his teeth. When he got to the roof, he lay done behind his sniper rifle, turned the night sight on and loaded it with a fresh mag.

Rick stood their not knowing what to do.

"What do you want me to do?"

"Take those sniping binoculars and find me targets," Black replied. "Can you do that?"

"I guess," the nervous man said, lying down on the roof and propping himself up on his elbows. "Ok, there's a Zombie to the south searching through the dustbin. Wearing a red vest."

"I got him," Black said cooly.

He looked through the sight and centered the crosshairs on the Zombie's head, slowing his breathing and gripping the rifle tight against his shoulder. He waited till his breathing was steady and then took one last deep breath, let 3/4 of the air out and then held it. The point of the crosshairs dead on the zombie's temple. He squeezed the trigger and the zombie hit the deck, its head a mangled mess of flesh and twisted bone.

"Next target."
It's better to live one day as a Tiger, than a thousand years as a sheep- Frank Collins, Ex-22nd SAS Regiment.

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The_Grim_Wiiper
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The Paint Samurai

*using the grappling hook launcher, the old man gets to the roof of the market 1*

*he unslings his Winchester 1876 and fires at a nearby zombie below*

*the zombie's head asplodes*
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Neilyboy92
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Rock Apes ftw

Travis twisted the top off the pyro and lit it

"Nice little distraction for the cunts"

The pyro explodes and 2 zombies go towards the explosion

*2 zombies get killed by rifle fire

(5 zombies kille by me)
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The_Grim_Wiiper
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The Paint Samurai

(8 zombies dead total)

*the zombies, hearing gunshots, head towards the eastern part of town*
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Neilyboy92
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Rock Apes ftw

"I can hear others firing"

"So keep fucking firing ur gun, Boom headshot! 17-16"

1 more dead

(9 down)
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