I attemted to fish… and i now have a month’s stockpile of food.
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Okay that’s cool as hell. Maybe I will actually play magiclysm one of these days.
just running out of the woods while chased by a god damn hulk,it was succesfull attempt. until got suprise by a chicken walker.
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damn Alita looks like Ghost in the shell character… awesome…
meanwhile my character just chilling in front of house littered with zombie corpse seeing those pigeons are so dumb that when they move to pavement tile they just gone haywire and crash the game.
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Can you do something with the debug commands to genocide pidgeons? Actually, take one of the No_(Monster) mods and modify it to remove all pidgeons from the game. You remove the mod afterwards.
well i did that before and the game still crashed, but not by the pidgeons but by killing zombies after travelling far away.
TFW you kill zoldier with a car because nothing else works, and understand that his glasses are inferior to the almighty Monocle.
Coverage value, safety glasses give 100%, monocle is only 20%.
You should also compare values when both are fully repaired.
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This is bad. I never thought it would be this bad. I mean … those things are everywhere. And there are so many of them. Good thing I had my boat and my rifle. I don’t think I would’ve gotten away if not. And the pain. That unimaginable pain. Looks like it’s going to be a while before I go out again.
This was a little too close for comfort. About two pips of damage had been healed on Hayen’s legs after he dropped the splint, and he decided it was time to go river riding a bit. Take the rowboat and see what was up river. The first part wasn’t bad at all. He stopped by a few farms and picked up some nice stuff. Spotted an apartment tower and a mansion for later exploration. After about half a day’s ride he came to a small town. There was only time for a quick smash and grab as there are A LOT of zombies there. Time to head back.
He decided to camp at the farm and sleep, but woke up in the middle of the night. Being impatient he decided to row back at dark. Rowing was fine, but trouble started when he thought it would be a good idea to check for survivors at the apartment towers. A single zombie or two is fine. He dealt with them quickly enough…but they just kept coming out of the dark. With already damaged legs and stamina running low, Hayden soon found himself in a very precarious situation. Both legs had been ‘re-broken’ and bleeding and he had gotten a deep bite in the right arm which was close to breaking. The only way he got out was to take his M1 and just shoot his way out. The combat knife did okay, but nowhere near enough when there are multiple zombies coming at you.
At the tiniest glipse of respite he staggers to the rowboat he build and just books it. Got back safe and ready to start healing (again!). I think this i the closest in a while I have come to dying and yet survive to live another day. Can’t wait to go back and get revenge (and spare items he dropped due to damaged clothing).
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Gods have mercy…
My first encounter with one.
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My Bioweapon Alpha character, Kiera, and her 4 followers attacked and looted a survivor encampment filled with undead they happened onto as their busted down car barely kept limping along.
One follower fell in the fight and two more were really banged up, but they survived and now had wooden palisade walls surrounding them as they nursed their wounds and recovered. Morale picked up after a little straightening up the place. The rest of the group descended onto the stores of canned goods and some smoked meat they found still on the drying rack. Kiera was content to just cut a gob of meat off the zombies they killed and gnaw on that. It had a peculiar tang to it, but she supposed there was worse. Besides, the look on her fellow traveller’s faces made it worth it. After about the fourth day or so, they demanded she burn the rest of the zombie flesh as the smell was getting to be overpowering - killjoys.
By this time, all but the most severe of the group’s wounds had healed nicely and time was actually passing somewhat pleasantly. Kiera found a book on vehicle maintenance and practiced a little on their mess of a car. They sat around a fire in the evenings and shared stories of their lives from before they all met. It frustrated Kiera not to really be able to share, but she really couldn’t remember much of anything before she was turned into a weapon. Two rescued gladiators and a paranoid bioweapon hunter made for some interesting stories, but she was glad to hear them none the less.
About a week and a half after arriving at the encampment, Kiera told the others she needed to stretch her legs and was going out for a hunt. It was nice to have a safe place and people she felt she could trust, but the walls were starting to close in on her. She sniffed out a small pack of wolves north of their little fort and she crept toward their scent. A snapped twig underfoot gave her away but these wolves were in no mood to run from what they thought would be their next meal - perfect! Claws slid out from the backs of her hands and she charged, slashing halfheartedly at the pack leader as she dodged past it and toward one of the others. No need to frighten off the rest by killing their Alpha straight away. The first fell without much of a fight, barely even puncturing the skin where it bit her arm. Two more pounced on her as she tore out a chunk of fresh meat with her teeth. Claws cut through the air, fangs and fur flew and by the end of it all, they were one bloody heap with Kiera sitting beside and grinning ear to ear. It was too bad she didn’t bring a skinning knife, since taking off a hide with her claws always felt a little awkward. Guess she wouldn’t play a prank on the others back at camp by dressing up in pelts and trying to frighten them after all.
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I went around a military vehicle in a blockade on the road expecting to see a turret. I was going to slip away after confirming. Nope, it was a chicken walker. I ran very, very fast, trying to keep the vehicle between it and myself. It laser locked, it fired, and after the deafness cleared I realized it blew itself to smithereens when its grenade(s) hit the vehicle instead of me.
That was straight Looney Tunes. It doesn’t count as a kill though. 
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Martin: “Ehy, Old Man?”
Wang: “What?”
Martin: “You think you have enough vehicles to start working on that mobile base, now?”
Wang: “Maybe that other RV I found might have some other stuff I might use…”
Martin: groans
Loking back, Wang could hardly believe just a month had passed since he blew that bot and that horde with a grenade.
Now he had single-handedly freed not only Hamlin but also New Shoreham, the little town next door. Raided a lab (just the first floor), found another in a basement in New Shoreham (almost got killed when a turret fired at him through a glass window: he survived thanks to his full “survivor” equip and a pipe bomb), installed a few bionics and tried his luck with serums (think I got pretty lucky!).
He started working on vehicles thanks to an acetylene torch he found clearing a farm: far from a deathmobile, his ride is just a pickup truck with a steel frame as a ram. Now he has found an APC to use as a platform for a mobile base, with amenities from two RV and turrets from armored vehicles.
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I leave a trail of repaired and refueled cars and trucks whereever I go.
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Eris didn’t want to have shortages in equipment and materials, so she started moving souvenirs (read. all of movable items) from lab to base. Of course she didn’t forget about deactivated robots. This took her over 5 days straight and it would take probably more but she had repaired truck (which was of course one of her better projects - compared to base layout it was even artwork). After all job done, Eris had only one question in her mind… “What will I do with this all?”.
Note: From robot batteries I will have large storage battery for future vehicle.
Note 2: Any suggestions what can I do with 19 (20, if we count mounted) autoclaves?
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Disassemble, if you can’t disassemble then find a recycling center and crush them.
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I’m sure there’s an interesting story about what happened here. The water isn’t some 2-overmap-tiles river, it’s a lake. Just visible part of it goes to 20 tiles east and south, and judging by roads/trails map could go up to 40.
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"Good thing I installed wipers on this windshield."
So, here is Old Man Wang on his Armored RV.
(He pretty much hollowed out an APC and filled it with a Luxury RV stuff).
Lots of things have happened in this few weeks: he raided a lab almost to the bottom (dang mushrooms are blocking the way and he doesn’t have the materials for an hazmat suit or something. Better be safe with that ugly stuff!), killed a Wraith and its Shadows he met in a small house in the woods (and the cultist in the cellar below), cleared out a spider basement, a lab in a basement…
All in all, he has pretty much top notch equip now, he’s a lot more skilled, can strike true with his longbow and brand new broadhead and bodkin arrows, and has some nice bionics too.
Yeah, all in all he’s feeling quite competent and in control…
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Just look at this town. About 1/3rd of it consists of a big hospital - probably because there’s no hospital in the big city directly south-east of it for some reason.
There are 2(two) cemeteries right next to it. That would make me nervous.
Right across the road to the west is the butcher shop. That would make me even more nervous.
Across the road to the south-east is a gambling hall - probably to gamble on which patient goes where - straight to the cemetery or to butcher’s shop first.
Right under the butcher’s shop are two, repeat, two restaurants - “proper” one and fast food one. If i were you, I’d stick to vegetarian options in any of those… if there are any, that is.
Rest of the town consists of a gas station and 2 small dumps. One of those dumps is right near a hospital, btw. Probably for those parts that aren’t suitable for butcher’s shop.
All in all, if this was the norm for CDDA world before the cataclysm, well, good riddance.
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