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| The Ghost Town; A Zombie Survival RPG | |
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| CipherTheCommadant | Sep 3 2009, 05:23 PM Post #31 |
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Lakis Lazopoulos walked in this small,dark town bustlking with fear. Armed with a Kalasnikov AK-47,Desert Eagle,a Kretan knife and a.....trusty watermelon. But it wasnt a simple watermelon.It was a watermelon on the outside,but there was a flamethrower in the inside.The watermelon itself had 1.000 litres of volatile fuel and methane,whixh could burn many zombies. He was at his room,cehcking his backpack foir any parts he had,when 5 monsters rudely destroyed the door and entered the medium sized room. "Oh shit!Oh shit!OH SHIT!!!!!!!"he shouted in his room. He took the Kalasnikov and unleashed 30 7.62x39mm rounds,aiming at the monsters' heads. KAKAKAKAKAKAKAKKAKAKAKAKAKAKAKAKAKAKAK 3 monsters down.The rounds' kinetic energy was enough to take down the monsters.That was good in a medium sized space,but unfortunatley,there was a problem. CKCK "SHIT!"He said."Im out of bullets!" He didnt ahve time to reload,as the 2 monsters came closer.he had no choice but unlease his flamethrower. 'EAT THIS!"He shouted. Burning at about 3.000 Degrees Centigrade,the deadly mix of volatile fuel and methanol burned the brains on the 2 monsters.The heat was so tremendous,that if melted the brain of the monsters. The monsters fell to teh ground. 'Phew." He then checked his bag.he had 1 Rifle drum,10 mags for teh AK and 4 for ther Desert Eagle. He waited for more to come......... |
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| Chickenweed | Sep 3 2009, 05:28 PM Post #32 |
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Wiiper's bitch >=D
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Rick looked through the night-vision binoculars and checked around the police station and supermarket, those 2 places being the most important. Rick caught 3 zombies hacking at the boarded up door to the PD, and immediately called them out. Darren got one in the leg, who he finished off with a headshot. Then he sniped the 2nd in the head, and missed the third. "For fucks sake!" cried Black. As soon as the words came out of his mouth, Weston had already acquired 5 more targets at the supermarket, bashing the blockades. Darren got 3 in the head, and the other 2 in the chest. Incapacitated, but not dead. Darren reloaded and finished them off. Darren spotted one more on his own near the entrance, and took it out. "W-w-w-well done..." Rick sputtered, clearly shaken by the noise of the rifle, and the gore it caused. "Thanks", retorted Daz. |
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| Andcus | Sep 3 2009, 05:32 PM Post #33 |
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Legionnaire
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Helo saw the first zombie come, 30 against a large number of people, all heavily armed. They wouldnt stand a chance. He saw them fall against the others. He even saw the old man kill one with a knife. "How hard can this be?" The first 3 came up to the police station. Helo had barricaded the lower floors, so he knew they wouldnt get past easily. boom He fired his shotgun, and the bullets impacted, but nothing happened! Helo fired again boom "OMG INVINCABLE ZOMBIEZORS!" Then they arrived at the barricades. boom nothing happened, and they just walked through the barricade he had been setting up for several hours. The 12 gauge shotgun shells from his shotgun, that travels with speed enough to punctuate walls, did nothing. Helo instantly regretted not being an old man with a hook gun and a knife, then those zombies would be dead meat. He retreated to the second floor, the zombies would have to go up stairs, meanwhile they would theoretically be under immense shotgun fire. But Helo hadnt counted on Haxing zombies. So he had to run. He kept firing .45 and 12 gauges into them. 2 of the zombies got bored, so they went back But one still kept coming. Helo ran up the roof, in a normal situation he could have gone down the fire-escape, clearly making it on the open streets into another house, but he was too busy looking for a hook gun, since it was much easier to transport everywhere with that thing, as even old men could do it. Then the zombie finally got him, normally Helo would have put up resistance with his bare hands and his pistol, keeping the zombie away. But he knew the Haxor zombies couldnt be beat. So they continued to struggle for a while: "I....have....to.....get a..... machete!" Even though Helo knew that the velocity of a sharp chunk of steel didnt transfer the same energy as a shotgun shell, or that the thrust/stab technique wouldnt destroy the brain leaving the zombie intact, the GM decided what (un)realistic methods could be used. As the zombie chewed on Helos flesh all he could do was damn the GM and Dice rolls as he knew that even though how well he posted he prepared his position. He would always loose to the machete wielding hook shooters. *dies* *turns into zombie* ![]() *moonwalks out of town* |
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| Neilyboy92 | Sep 3 2009, 05:33 PM Post #34 |
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Rock Apes ftw
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"Check out that plucky bastard" Travis laughed firing at the zombie that had no arms taking it down "We should give them number tags dad this is too easy" Nick fired at the next target taking him down "18-17 now old man" (2 more for me 7 in total for me) |
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| Finn 1939 | Sep 3 2009, 05:37 PM Post #35 |
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Lucas opened his eyes and it took him a few seconds to realize where he was. Then the pain sank in. He looked down, moaning in agony- his left arm was broken, his right leg was a bruised, battered mess, possibly broken, and he had horrible grazes down his face where he had skidded along. As if that wasn't bad enough, they were all around him. One started to shamble towards him moaning and frothing at the mouth. This was it, this was how he would die. He started to quietly sob and wait for his end. Then there was a large crack and its head exploded- brains and bone hitting Lucas. "Aaah!!" Confusion. He didn't know what the hell was going on. Then a load bang in front of him- dirt flying up. It took him a moment to realize he was being shot at. "Fuck fuck fuck" He tried to get back up and quickly fell down again- another wave of pain shotting up his leg. Tears were streaming down his face now. He looked around and saw several more of those things shambling his way. "Get back!! Get the fuck back!!!" He tried to get up again, but it was no use. So he started to claw his way to the nearest building- the petrol station, desperate to get away. |
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| TemplarComander | Sep 3 2009, 05:40 PM Post #36 |
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Quantom of Temples
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* A Large rumbling is heard from the road past the APC * * An 18 wheeler truck is seen in the distance, speeding towards the town. It has multiple zombies crawling atop it and all around it * * The truck is skidding from side to side on the road, knocking multiple vehicles to the side of the road * * The truck skids into town and overturns, sliding towards the gas station * * A figure dives out from the drivers seat as it turns over, doing a barrel roll and lifting a silver Desert Eagle with a laser sighting, emptying a clip into 3 nearby zombies (3 dead) * * The figure turns and jumps into the window of a nearby house * * The truck slides into the gas station and explodes sending fire and shrapnel into the surrounding area * * The man inside the house walks up from the basements and goes to the door. Outside he hears growns and scratching at the door * * He raises his Deagle and fires numerous rounds into the uper area of the door. The growns stop as blood spreads out from under the door. The man grabs a tank of gasoline he had taken from the basement and set it beside the door * * Satisfied with his defences he climbs to the roof and surveys the area. He props himself up against the chimney and notices someone in the distance looking at him * "And what the hell do you want ? you pansy ass " he called in his scottish accent. The man shined a flaslight in his direction.
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Most of the important things in the world have been accomplished by people who have kept on trying when there seemed to be no hope at all - Dale Carnegie
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| abacap | Sep 3 2009, 05:40 PM Post #37 |
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May I jump in? If there's a spot open. |
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| Chickenweed | Sep 3 2009, 05:54 PM Post #38 |
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Wiiper's bitch >=D
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yes you may. one spot left. ![]() EDIT: OMG IM A SEARGANT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Edited by Chickenweed, Sep 3 2009, 05:55 PM.
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| TemplarComander | Sep 3 2009, 06:01 PM Post #39 |
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Quantom of Temples
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Bill Connery was atop his house when he saw one of the men crawling towards the now burning gas station. One of the zombies was stumbling towards him. He raised his deagle from his spot and watched as the laser met with the zombies head. The beast was reaching for the man now. He pulled the trigger and watched as the monsters brains sprung out of its head. "You, you crawling little fool ! Get your ass over hear !" he called out, grabbing a rope from his bag of toys and tossing it towards the man who seemed to be stunned. "Well what are you staring at ? Get up here before I change my mind!" Bill heard a sound from behind and swung round. One of the monsters was trying to climb up from a whole in the roof. He raised his deagle again and pulled the trigger. CLICK. He was out. The monster climbed up and he turned to a sprint before launching himself into the air and kicking the zombie off of the roof and into a metal fence below, impaling the beast. "Thats what you get for fooling around on my property !" he called out. He turned to see the man who he had saved climbing up the roof. "Bout time you got your ass out of there" he said. |
Most of the important things in the world have been accomplished by people who have kept on trying when there seemed to be no hope at all - Dale Carnegie
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| Finn 1939 | Sep 3 2009, 06:17 PM Post #40 |
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A survivor!! He didn't bloody believe it!! The man had thrown down a rope to Lucas who trying without success to haul himself up with one broken arm dangling behind him, and a leg that didn't want to work. Safe to say he didn't get very far. He shouted up "I can't climb up. I will have to take my chances down here. Have you got any more weapons? If not, you are going to have to keep them off me!!" But Lucas wasn't keeping his hopes up. He gritted his teeth against the pain and pulled out his knife with his good hand. Edited by Finn 1939, Sep 3 2009, 06:18 PM.
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