Modded faultline living-in horrors 1 point cryo damage. They stunlocked me to death.
I turned a corner and was hulkpunched. Proceeded to take 30 hits before my next action went through. Pretty typical, itās been my LAST TWENTY DEATHS.
I donāt like the pain system very much.
[quote=āSkyeAuroline, post:2142, topic:339ā]I turned a corner and was hulkpunched. Proceeded to take 30 hits before my next action went through. Pretty typical, itās been my LAST TWENTY DEATHS.
I donāt like the pain system very much.[/quote]
[K] + [direction] when going around corners in buildings. It allows you to peek around corner without being detected. SEE the hulk before it sees you. So you can just not step around that corner and get hulkpunched.
[quote=āevilexecutive, post:2143, topic:339ā][quote=āSkyeAuroline, post:2142, topic:339ā]I turned a corner and was hulkpunched. Proceeded to take 30 hits before my next action went through. Pretty typical, itās been my LAST TWENTY DEATHS.
I donāt like the pain system very much.[/quote]
[K] + [direction] when going around corners in buildings. It allows you to peek around corner without being detected. SEE the hulk before it sees you. So you can just not step around that corner and get hulkpunched.[/quote]
[X] bro.
My last memorable death was involved accidentally pulling the pin on a grenade and not realizing it.
hulks decided doing ping pong with ma body .nothing else to say
Threw the grenade I didnāt āactivate.ā
TLDR: A mix of boredom and cleverness.
The long version:
So, Iād survived two years, give or take. Huge base full of everything I could want, pretty much unkillable. Crazy high everything, stats-wise.
I was out cruising around when I ran into a checkpoint manned by tankbots, chicken walkers, and some turrets. Usually, this isnāt a big problem - I can survive repeated HEAT rounds and have a good arsenal of weapons. I know that one-on-one, I can just walk up to chickens and punch them to death. I really have nothing to fear from anything enemy-wise. BUT, rather than go ahead and kill these things off in a more effective, normal fashion, I got ācleverā.
My little superbike was pretty badass, and had served me pretty well for over a year. But, Iād just finished a pretty sweet mobile base, and figured it was time to retire the bike. I figured I could make a bit of a car bomb out of it. The plan was pretty simple - I loaded it up with all the explosives Iād accumulated over the years and headed for the checkpoint. The idea was that Iād activate some C4, put it on a long timer, and then jump off the bike, ideally sending it into the midst of the deathbots and killing them all in a badass, spectacular fashion. I know from experience that I can survive jumping off something moving 40ish KPH. So, piece of cake.
So here I am, cruising along at a good 220 KPH clip on the way to the checkpoint. I arm the bomb, and prepare to slow down.
All of a sudden, out of nowhere, a flaming eye decides to take a shot at me. Not a big deal, I can survive that, and the bike has seen worse. I ignore it, get to the āslow down, jump offā point, andā¦
Turns out the eye managed to destroy the controls. The only set of controls. I know I can survive jumping off at 40 KPH, Iām not so sure about 220. But the explosion thatās mere turns away will certainly kill me, and even though Iām pretty sure the bike will horribly overshoot the target, I figure itās better to give jumping a go and not find out. So I jump, and get launched straight into the back of a car. Pain goes up immeasurably, the bike just fucks right off. Iām somehow alive, but canāt do anything. I resign myself to my fate and let some mere zombies slowly pull me apart.
I didnāt even get to see the explosion - Iām pretty sure that someday, Iāll be walking around with my new survivor, and hit this spot with the reality bubble. Out of nowhere a superbike travelling at absurd speeds will rip by, and explode with the force of a thousand suns. Should be fun.
Was cruising around in a car with no seatbelt before I ran into something and was launched out of my car into a hulk.
^^^
Buckle up, kids.
I was driving around in a three-wheeled Humvee because I didnāt realize earlier the front driver side wheel was attached to a broken heavy duty frame. So there was this big hole in my relatively well kept armoured vehicle, but I didnāt pay it anymind because I could drive through any horde without issue.
I passed a little to close to a brute who moved into the empty space then smashed me from the driverās seat into the rear cargo space which because the vehicle was still moving proceeded to grind me into a bloody pulp. Watching the death replay showed my Humvee continue to sail forward before it crashed into the side of a semi-truck and promtly exploded in a massive fireball.
A bear attacked the car I was sleeping in causing it to explode for some reason.
Guess it hit the gas tank. If you build a vehicle put your gas tank on the inside of your car because otherwise something can hit it and blow the whole thing up instantly.
Pretty nasty too.
the game doesnt conserve gas in individual tanks, so if one goes alll the tanks loose their gas and the car is wrecked.
I was playing long-winter sheltered when a zombear jumped me. Without the mean to put it down, I ran back to my shelter and managed to lock it in one of the room. The room where I keep most of my food. I go to sleep, get up in the morning, and, whithout thinking, go for my morning coffee. In the Zombear Room.
I was ambushed by a giant wasp during a night raid. I tried to run, but it was faster. By the time I lit a fire under it and it went from hostile to tracking, I was in awful shape. It looks like an undead spotted me thanks to the fire. I flick on my flashlight for a turn: Make that dozens of undead. Again, I tried to run, but they were faster. At that point, my best hope was that the grappler zombie would drag me to safety.
Was running back home after getting a deep-bite to get treatedā¦ the safemode was off for some reason. Whether due to boredom or plain bad luck, I ran into a bear without noticing it, got horribly mauled andā¦ bled to death on the spot. Turns out I was wielding a plastic jerrycan, filled with gas, for my motorbike.
Fucking bearā¦ killed a promising character. YASD.
I died finally, for some reason, zombies became obsessed with attacking my shelter. Not sure why, since I wasnāt even home at the time. Trying to fight a gaggle of tough zombies proved foolish, even in armor.
Why do wander spawn zombies find your shelter? I didnāt make any undue noiseā¦
[spoiler][quote=āApatheticExcuse, post:2148, topic:339ā]TLDR: A mix of boredom and cleverness.
The long version:
So, Iād survived two years, give or take. Huge base full of everything I could want, pretty much unkillable. Crazy high everything, stats-wise.
I was out cruising around when I ran into a checkpoint manned by tankbots, chicken walkers, and some turrets. Usually, this isnāt a big problem - I can survive repeated HEAT rounds and have a good arsenal of weapons. I know that one-on-one, I can just walk up to chickens and punch them to death. I really have nothing to fear from anything enemy-wise. BUT, rather than go ahead and kill these things off in a more effective, normal fashion, I got ācleverā.
My little superbike was pretty badass, and had served me pretty well for over a year. But, Iād just finished a pretty sweet mobile base, and figured it was time to retire the bike. I figured I could make a bit of a car bomb out of it. The plan was pretty simple - I loaded it up with all the explosives Iād accumulated over the years and headed for the checkpoint. The idea was that Iād activate some C4, put it on a long timer, and then jump off the bike, ideally sending it into the midst of the deathbots and killing them all in a badass, spectacular fashion. I know from experience that I can survive jumping off something moving 40ish KPH. So, piece of cake.
So here I am, cruising along at a good 220 KPH clip on the way to the checkpoint. I arm the bomb, and prepare to slow down.
All of a sudden, out of nowhere, a flaming eye decides to take a shot at me. Not a big deal, I can survive that, and the bike has seen worse. I ignore it, get to the āslow down, jump offā point, andā¦
Turns out the eye managed to destroy the controls. The only set of controls. I know I can survive jumping off at 40 KPH, Iām not so sure about 220. But the explosion thatās mere turns away will certainly kill me, and even though Iām pretty sure the bike will horribly overshoot the target, I figure itās better to give jumping a go and not find out. So I jump, and get launched straight into the back of a car. Pain goes up immeasurably, the bike just fucks right off. Iām somehow alive, but canāt do anything. I resign myself to my fate and let some mere zombies slowly pull me apart.
I didnāt even get to see the explosion - Iām pretty sure that someday, Iāll be walking around with my new survivor, and hit this spot with the reality bubble. Out of nowhere a superbike travelling at absurd speeds will rip by, and explode with the force of a thousand suns. Should be fun.[/quote]
Glorious.[/spoiler]
Also You forgot Extremely Unlucky
Pretty sure that would be awesome. Btw did you keep the world?