Huh? Are you sure the season didnt just change to summer?
Became too cocky with my slimy radioactive alcohol addict tentacle taekwondo drunken master ninja.
I decided to just sleep in my semi in the middle of the city. At 3am I was woken up by a hulk āknockingā at my door. I was like āCOME GET SOME!!!ā and ran out into the street to be surrounded by dozens of zombies, which, usually, isnt a problem given high dodge and one-hit kills on anything but brutes/hulks. Then I realized I wasnāt quite in shape to fight such a big horde. I had the cold (-3 to strength; and since I was a carnivore I couldnt eat royal jelly -.-) and was totally overencumbered by sleepwear (which I only realized when it was too late). On top of that, I havenāt factored in the hefty penalty of having bat wings, that I recently āacquiredā.
Tried to take some drugs, but 2 hulks beating on me made my pain counter skyrocket pretty fast⦠no running away, no escape, no ninja anymore.
Died while drinking some tequila⦠thereās worse.