A scraping sound rouses you from your sleep, stealing what few hours of rest you are able to get these days.
You know what it is, you don't kid yourself. Unlike those who died in the early days of the catastrophe, you've been able to easily cope with the changing conditions. What that says about your personality, you'd rather not know. You chuckle at this realization.
The scraping continues as you are lost in thought, getting progressively louder and more violent. Do they know I'm in here? You ask yourself, wondering if your hiding place wasn't quite as secure as you had thought. You shift around in the trunk of the old battered car, reading yourself to attack if their rotting brains somehow remember how to work a handle. Thank god they're dumb you think to yourself, silently drawing your knife. You give your sidearm a loving pat, a habit you've gotten into whenever you decide not to use it.
The scraping abruptly stops. Silence outside. No shuffling, no moaning, no anything. Several minutes pass before an ear splitting howl sounds directly outside of the trunk, and the monster sprints off. You wait what you think is an hour before popping open the trunk. Nothing outside, the coast is clear.
You scamper out of the trunk, back into the desecrated cityscape of downtown Miami. You are immediately greeted by the warm sun, which sits at the 11 O'clock position in the sky. You note this, and figure that you have time to scavenge for supplies today. While the city was picked over in the early days, much of the population was wiped out and there are countless abandoned houses, stores, and hotels that still hide supplies for the inquisitive survivor.
You quickly sheathe your knife, and give your Glock another loving pat on the handle. You sling your old Kalashnikov over your shoulder, thanking the sturdy Russian engineering for keeping it in working condition even though you haven't found ammunition in weeks. Your backpack is last, and you do a routine check to ensure that you have everything.
Food, 5 days
Cast iron pan
2 lighters, one partially full
11 meters of rope
5 metal spikes
28 9mm rounds.
First-aid kit, complete with antibiotics
With everything intact and accounted for, you quickly brush your tangled brown hair, readjust your leather jacket, shoulder your backpack, and survey the area around you for any good locations. You are in the downtown core, which is largely abandoned. You see several zombies in the distance, but they don't seem to take note of your presence. Eyes must have rotted out by now, I'll be sure to be quiet around those ones if I can you think to yourself. You've had to get physical with the risen several times in the past, thanking the nature of the virus each time you have been bitten. From what you've figured, the virus only activates upon the death of the infected. Sadly, this means that you are an unwilling carrier waiting to expire from natural, or blunt-force causes.
To the north is an old strip mall with several stores. Most stores of note have had their windows smashed out, such as the gun shop, mini grocer, and sporting goods store. The pet store, health foods store, and hardware store seem relatively untouched, though the doors are missing from each.
To the west is the police station and the jail, you have a feeling that it will be picked clean, but you may find places that have not yet been touched.
To the south is an old apartment complex. 7 stories high is all you can note from this distance, you have no idea how many apartments are on each floor.
You do not know what is to the east.
Of the various local factions, you know that the police station used to be the home of the gang of lawmakers that frequented this area. You haven't heard much of them since arriving in Miami, though it has only been 2 weeks since you got here.
You know that a small gang of raiders makes their home somewhere in the suburbs past the apartment complex, and you have heard estimates of their gang being 4-8 in size from other passing survivors; the honest wastelanders often pass information whenever possible.
What do you do?
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Nov 2, 2013Edit: Just as a heads up, this won't be like the old RP's. We won't all be typing out story. I'll be typing, you guys simply provide direction.Posted in: Roleplaying
MMKAY, SO IT'S HAPPENING.
IT'S GOING DOWN.
Starting up a choose your own adventure style roleplay to breathe some life into this old forum.
It's going to be set in post-apocalyptic USA, since it's a setting I'm sure we're all familiar with. Going to be the zombie flavour of apocalypse, since again, we're all quite familiar with it. I give so few shits about how overdone it is, we're gonna try our best to keep it as colourful as possible.
I'll write stuff down, you will decide what to do based on either fixed options or open ended questions, we'll roll dice, and we'll have a gay old time.
Since Dfans doesn't have dice rolling capability (Do we? I don't even know. Please correct me.), I'll simply roll a dice for each response to choose which one we go with if it is an open ended question, or a vote system if it's a set of options.
Let's say I start us off with "Where do you want to go?"
Person 1 says west.
Person 2 says home.
Person 3 says kill all the humans.
I roll a dice for each, P1 gets 14, P2 gets 5, and P3 gets 20. So instead of going somewhere, we try to kill all the humans.
Now, let's say that I don't offer you an open ended question, and instead list those 3 options in the post, as the only 3 choices available to you. Vote system determines which we go with, and let's say we go with "kill all the humans" again.
Since killing all the humans can be considered a skill based task, I will roll an ADDITIONAL D20 to determine how well our character does at killing everyone. Let's say a 2 is rolled, which would imply the character totally fucked up and killed one guy tops. Now let's say that instead, a 20 is rolled, and we already have massive bonuses to killing all the humans based on the events of our travels. We kill all the humans.
SO BASICALLY WHAT'S GONNA GO ON HERE...
1) I'm going to write stuff.
2) You're going to decide what our character does.
3) I'm going to roll dice, and write more stuff based on said dice.
4) Continue until bored.
Starting this up either tonight or tomorrow, put in any suggestions for alternate settings or ideas in the meantime. I am open to running this in basically any setting.
Edit: Oh god, no interest so far. Starting anyways because fuck the police.
Aug 4, 2011Zhar posted a message on Simplest way to play D1 on a laptop with no CD-drive?Eh, not sure we'd want to tell him how to get a torrent version anyways. You'd have to have THE wits of a PIRATE to keep the authorities at BAY if you download too much shit, so iuno if he'd want to risk it. Bud of mine still insists that some of the larger torrent sites are run by the FBI. Love dem conspiracy theorists.Posted in: Diablo I & Hellfire
Jun 18, 2011Posted in: News & AnnouncementsQuote from Jackzor
Its purely speculation about the storyline. We don't actually know any of this stuff. Or at least nothing beyond whats already been revealed through BlizzCon and the like.
HOW DARE YOU DOUBT SCYBERDRAGONS UNIMAGINEABLE POWER!!!!
SMITE HIM SCYBER!!!
May 31, 2011Posted in: Other GamesQuote from Turmobil
I'm a huge fan of the Norse theme, but the fact that there are no crossbows or spears in the game is just bad. Hell, even some mods managed to implement spears in Oblivion even though they were incredibly buggy.
2 weapon types, oh god no, the game has been rendered unplayable.
Still has a pretty tits ass landscape, what APPEARS to be some nice changes to the UI, and while the whole 3 stat system is kinda odd, it does make sense given that everything in Obliv/Morrowind/others basically boiled down to "stealthy, beaty, magic-y".
Feb 23, 2011Man, googled this at the perfect fucking time.Posted in: Other Games
Was checking up on the game to see if any new developments have come out, when BAM!!!
Apparently in 17 hours, we'll be given our first in game look at the next elder scrolls game.
I for one, will probably start masturbating as soon as it's shown to us.
Thoughts on the footage coming once it's out, guess we can use this as a discussion thread as well.
Nov 16, 2010Dune, oh my fuck.Posted in: Other Games
The Dune game for the Sega Genesis was the first RTS I ever played, it blew my face backwards.
As for more recent ones, I'd suggest Dungeon Keeper. Recently remembered this game, and have been meaning to play it again. Definitely a sweet game, though it's not a TRUE RTS, though it borders on RTS gameplay.
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Jun 25, 2010Flaming you? Where did we flame you? Fine, let me break down my post, see where the flame is at, maybe then we can extinguish it together!Posted in: Off-Topic
"It's not about getting hurt or offended, it's about ending the streak that is your meaningless "I think I'm a badass who can just speak his mind now, and apologize like a total female dog later". You've had millions of chances before to reform but you just simply refuse to do so, and just stick it in the face of everyone who stood up for you when you were going to get perma banned. You're a kid with a kid's mentality and a kid's intellect and wit. That's not an offense by the way, it's just my opinion, which almost always tends to be factual. You completely misunderstand my posts time and time again, overreact and act like a complete 10 year old hopped up on testosterone, then go like "I'm sorry" or "please don't ban me" or whatever it is. Grow up already."
That's my post, right? Yep, it is! I've always thought of myself as a genius, seems I'm never wrong. So let's get crackin'!
"It's not about getting hurt or offended, it's about ending the streak that is your meaningless "I think I'm a badass who can just speak his mind now, and apologize like a total female dog later"."
Ok, so you acted like a badass in the World Cup topic, then you apologized to me via a profile comment. I think we both agree on that. Calling you a female dog is CLEARLY intended in a humorous fashion. If it were not, I would have simply said "bitch", which I didn't, because I wasn't flaming you.
"You've had millions of chances before to reform but you just simply refuse to do so, and just stick it in the face of everyone who stood up for you when you were going to get perma banned."
Is that flaming? No it's not, I'm just stating facts.
"You're a kid with a kid's mentality and a kid's intellect and wit. That's not an offense by the way, it's just my opinion, which almost always tends to be factual."
Last time I checked, calling someone "a kid" is hardly offensive. Telling you that you have a kid's mentality for completely flipping out at me, is not offensive. Saying that you're short on intellect and wit isn't offensive, it's absolute opinion which you can't care less about, and could just brush it off as insignificant bullshit. So far, so good.
"You completely misunderstand my posts time and time again, overreact and act like a complete 10 year old hopped up on testosterone, then go like "I'm sorry" or "please don't ban me" or whatever it is. Grow up already.""
Is that offensive? The "complete 10 year old hopped up on testosterone" bit is basically purely metaphorical, with the 10 year old kid reflecting how you get mad over nearly everything and overreact completely, and the testosterone bit basically just complementing my earlier sentiment of you overreacting and going Chris Benoit on us short of giving us Xanax and killing us.
My comment wasn't trolling. That's what I meant by "completely misunderstanding my posts and completely overreacting". Your fault, not mine. If I post a topic about fans, and you're like "Lol@Fans" the worst thing that I can say to you is "Why did you just say that comment? Care to elaborate, please?". Not blow off on you because of whatever the hell the reason is.
Spamming and going off topic? With what, like, 4 posts? This is an Off Topic forum, shit should be fun, sue us.
Lose faith in humanity? LOL. I won't begin to explain how hypocritical and ridiculous that statement is so you don't accuse me of flaming you and go nuts again.
I'm done with this shit, complain all you wish. I've made my point MORE than clear, and I won't risk getting banned trying to tell you how to be a proper member.
Jun 16, 2010Zhar - 100! Ex-reporter, one of the best, always helped me out in tight spots and did a great job of it, an overall positive, humorous, and great guy, and a real gamer. It would be a moral disservice for me to give him anything less for what he's done for the site here and I look forward to the day he steps back in to the staff forums. W00t!Posted in: Off-Topic
Turmobil - 90. People give spammers a bad reputation. I've always found him to be a kind, funny, and social member, and aside from a *few* things which I think might be *slight* trolling, at times, he's really a great guy. I'm happy you're here, man, and don't ever leave!
(P.S.: Great idea, Mephy :D)
Mar 26, 2010Exactly. The people that whine about 'losing customization' are the same ones to give you a blank stare when you ask them how much 'variation' there is among stats between any two Sorcs in D2.Posted in: Diablo III General Discussion
The mechanic doesn't work. Blizzard said they realize this and are removing it and replacing it with a system that will not only offer actual customization, but customization that's more fun to play with.
Feb 25, 2010Posted in: RoleplayingQuote from "DesmondTiny" »Sience the summoning has fnished will the people on waiting list be introduced in other places?
"Advance scouts have been sent to Sanctuary already, and should you encounter one, it would be wise to accept them into your group as one of your own, you will not find hospitality among the humans."
As Zhar just said, read the orange text carefully.:rolleyes:
Feb 23, 2010Adulphozael slowly and steadily made his way through the ranks of a great gathering of lesser demons, waiting for the call of their master. Adulphozael had reason to believe this master of theirs had been the one who banished his soul into the abyss, 831 years ago.Posted in: Roleplaying
The demon had made camp for himself within a tent bearing a large, dark symbol Adulphozael could not identify. He took a peak inside and carefully stepped inside, there stood the leader, overlooking the scrolls he had laid out on the stone table.
"What!? Who's there? Show yourself!"
"I am Adulphozael, maybe you've heard of me." He said in a dark and brooding tone of voice.
"Adulphozael?! I.. I have never heard such a name in all my life!"
"Lies! How dare you lie to the face of your demise!"
A seemingly massive suit of armor appeared in front of the demon, bearing a short sword pointing directly at the unprotected throat of the demon commander. The demon could do nothing but gaze in silent fear into the burning red eyes of the assassin.
"No... no... not you. I am but a simple captain, but I know what you seek." Adulphozael said nothing. The captain cleared his throat. "However, I do not know the location of the one you seek, nobody does. Not anymore. Therefore, you should have no need to harm me in an-"
Before the wretched demon could say more, his gullet was instantly slit open, and his killer vanished. The demon fell forward, gargling, into a pool of his own blood.
Several minutes later, while returning to his solitary lair, Adulphozael began to feel a sensation, similar to one he feels when he disappears. "What is this?!" He said in great confusion. He appeared in a massive hall, standing on a curious circle lined with strange runes and various symbols. It occurred to him he had been summoned, for unknown reasons. The great demon Namphiel stood before him, looking down on him.
"What is thy bidding, my lord, Namphiel..."
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