that city is much smaller than one city I found, the largest city EVER, Union City which takes up half an overmap
Ah, no. The city is several map tiles wide, it’s just that’s a specific on-the-ground view of the carnage that I caused in that specific area, which was around the collapsed tower.
union city was so big that it was the only thing that caused me to lag with the exception of turning on experimental 3d vision and contained at least a few thousand zombies total when I reset the world on day one with 20% spawns of monsters (that was what I had to do to make it not lag (no other city I found ever lagged at any amount, the research facilities didn’t lag, nothing lagged without experimental 3d vision except union city)
First time playing new branch M?. Made biker, went into town, ran into clothing store to look for backpack (terrible idea) ran out of stamina, into zombies, and got smashed to death.
Once again I have foraged a lab, this time determined to try out the mutation path rather than cybernetics. Found a decent stash of journals and mutagens, then once again read up on mutations on the wiki, and once again have decided to abandon the whole idea.
It just appears to be such a monumental RNG pain in the ass to cobble together a decent array of mutations with having to constantly start over with purifiers, and most of the more colorful animalistic mutation paths are just unworkable, so you end up doing alpha/elf/medical for the umpteenth time - or you can just make yourself into a super-cyborg with relatively little fuss and no drawbacks.
Really wish most of the paths weren’t so dominated by severe negative traits and entirely RNG driven outcomes. Makes it a lot less fun to experiment with the system.
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Got so much loot, and found out the M2 Browning is a great CQB weapon, while killing Aphosis for the Bio-Weapon guys.
From watching the Lockpicking Lawyer, I’d say this is sadly totally realistically possible and believable.
Someone already mentioned him, so here’s an example: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=T5YsZLJ5FjY
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So, they cannot be mounted but you can put armor on them? what could be the possible use for that, I wonder…
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Haha, it’s Herschel the War Chicken!
To explain the above reference, years ago I played an insane dwarf in a D&D game. This dwarf had a pet chicken named Herschel that he took with him wherever he went. There was nothing special about Herschel, she was a perfectly ordinary hen in every way. The other players found this very amusing and started calling her ‘Herschel the War Chicken.’
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I haven’t had anything super crazy happen, just hopped back in after taking a while away from the game and noticed that the coastlines look a ton more organic than they used to. No longer must my immersion be broken by excessively square coasts. Keep up the good work, devs!
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Most awesome thing to ever happen in my gaming history ever (one of the first runs of CDDA) - as I was spawned in a harsh world of zombie apocalypse I found myself in a zoo in the middle of the town. As I spoke to the nearby npc I heard a lot of noise in the background - apparently a lot of zeds roams nearby. Some places of the zoo catched fire. I tried to get out only to find the zoo completly surrounded - I shit you not, abot 20-30 zombies at the main entrance and back one. I try to back off, but they already saw me. As I run for my dear life, I end up in one of the aviarys with turkeys, barely on the end of light radius. I hunker down and listen to the horrible sounds of butchery happening to my npc, RIP. Seems like me squatting in the dark is enough for zeds to not notice me as they patrol the corridor. At nightfall I am ready to abandon my temporary shelter, as I stumble almost blind I somehow dodge all the zeds and run away suscesfully. Shame my character died to a loose moose. RIP.
Another nice moment was me trying to raid a nearby town at dusk and seeing a goddamn pack of zombie dogs running at me. Only after a minute or so I finally noticed they were chasing a stray cat, and all it took is going to the side for a bit. Was scary.
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Jenny Jenniston (had to come up with a catchy lawyer name that sounded good on ambulance chaser TV commercial soundbites) started out in the “safe place” scenario.
Turns out I was on an island cabin.
Of course, I have found out in previous lives, “safe” in this game does not always mean “safe”. "Safe to this game means they aren’t usually on top of you from turn 1!
Opening the door revealed a haz-mat zombie. What a zombie in full haz-mat gear is doing on an island beats me. (Unless there’s some EPA violations… not her field of legal studies) But, needless to say, the haz-mat zombie was intent on assault and battery and I don’t think it was concerned with lawsuits.
So, I closed the door.
Scanning for a weapon… any weapon… even a frying pan! No. Once again, no frying pan. That’s going to suck on the water front.
No time to worry about that… So, she goes out back, grabs a stout stick from the wooded area beside the cabin.
I beat the heck out of our rubber suited opponent with a few swift blows upside the head only taking a shot or so to the arm.
But, the island had more zombies.
Towards the docks and fishing buildings. (Thank the gods for two functioning canoes. I am not sure high powered ambulance lawyer was capable of Robinson Crusoe type stuff), two more zombies make presence known!
This battle doesn’t go as hot as my left arm gets bitten and a claw opens up a would on my right leg. Also a blow to my torso ripping my lawyer suit. But, in the end, Jenny is victorious. But in pretty bad pain.
Exploring the rest of the island, it appears there are no more of the undead here. Only birds and fish.
Taking stock of items, I fortunately find a rain jacket and new clothes as well as a golf cap. Not the best stuff since early spring still has freezes, but better than nothing. Heels, though would have to go.
Unfortunately, I seem to missing several things.
Food is deplorable. There’s some milk here, which I drink immediately because it’s probably going to freeze. Other than that, only condiments and stuff. Not going to work.
Plus, while there does seem to be a sauna type area and a smoke rack of all things, there is not a single way to create fire on the whole friggin island!
Damn, I am hurting too. Could be infected. Need medical supplies.
Also, the beds have no blankets. I need to talk with the concierge in charge of this vacation. Oh wait, he’s probably undead.
So, looks like a canoe trip. This is going to suck. It’s tiring, I hurt, and it’s already starting to freeze stuff. Great.
So, I take off in the canoe.
Damn, this lake is huge. When the concierge said “getting away from it all” when all the craziness hit, he wasn’t being untruthful on that part at least.
I go past several smaller islands. One has docks on it, but other than a spot where there was probably a bonfire and a few bullet casings around is empty.
But, finally after paddling forever, I see actual land. After knocking a damn bloodthirsty beaver overboard, of course. What viscous rodents.
Seems promising. A farm and a farm house.
But what is this?
Off past the farmhouse in the far distance, I see tendrils that move and spore clouds.
Well, that’s okay. As long as that stuff stays over there and there’s nothing that can move towards me, I am just going to help myself to whatever is hopefully here. After all, everything is now “abandoned” property so there’s no chance of jail time. That is, if even the cops are still in a state of living to care.
Which by the way. NEVER talk to cops, even unliving ones.
But, my mission would be cut short.
A fungal boomer, loaded to the max and leaking these spores (which I am no doctor, but probably IS NOT good) makes a beeline for me. Also, I have a bit better sight on what is causing those tentacles. A fungal tower with not only tentacles but a zombie covered in fungus and the whole ground carpeted around it with this stuff!
I run and barely make it back to the canoe as the boomer wades out to the shallow water till I have enough distance that I lose sight of that thing.
Dammit! I am not going back till I get what I need! And, damn I am tired and I am getting dehydrated.
But, around the bend of the shore is a minor settlement. Minor is an understatement. It’s literally two houses and a bowling alley.
Good. Only one zombie in sight. I grab my stick and go to whopping but take another nasty bite on my torso.
Damn these things hurt. Worse, I think it’s infected.
First house is a gold mine. I find a backpack, a poor fitting winter coat, some aspirin, a pot, and a container. Also matches! I quickly smash a piece of furniture and go to the lake to fill up the jug. I drink so much water!
Alright though… this bite…
But I am tired. The place seems safe-ish. There’s a nice bed with blankets. Maybe a nap before I check the other house. Maybe it has disinfectant or any kind of first aid.
I lay down and man, I think I am comfortable for the first time since it began. But it is not to last as it appears this small wanabe settlement has more denizens! I am awakened to a zombie smashing the window!
I spring up and immediately run to where my stick is. A few smacks, and the zombie’s face splats on the kitchen table.
Ha! Not bad!
Looking to the next house, I see one zombie milling around.
Damn, I’m hurt but I damned anyways if I don’t get first aid stuff. I seem to be winning so let’s take this (hopefully) on last zombie on. I’ll get first aid. Then I’m gone. Outta here. Back across the lake to heal and fight another day.
I begin to assault the Zombie. But, from a window of the bowling alley, a muscular zombie… one that must have been an athlete before this crap… breaks a window and starts running in our direction like a linebacker!
My luck, it seems, with my “beat stick” has run out as I miss repeatedly as this unit of a zombie grabs me and bites HARD in my torso.
Frantically, praying to the gods, I flail wildly to no avail.
And as my life passes, I, Jenny Jenniton undefeated injury lawyer start to question. Was I really a good lawyer if I couldn’t even solve my own personal injury case?
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Surviving a coma of all things. Was super scared after failing to wake up the fourth time that I was dead.
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I’m a bionic agent, who suffered a helicopter crash that left me mortally wounded. Almost froze to death scavenging for a few weeks, then found a secluded cabin and settled in, getting a bunch of supplies, had everything I could want to wait out the rest of winter comfortably. From all my tramping in and out bringing supplies in, I felt confident that the coast was clear, but I was completely exhausted, so I settled in for the night. Didn’t set an alarm, and I slept for well over 12 hours in my nest of down blankets. Would of slept even longer but noises outside woke me with a start. I peeked outside and to my astonishment, the fungaliods ect. had completely taken over a huge circle of land all around me. The outer walls of my cozy cabin had been transformed to fungal walls, there were so many of them spreading thier spores around that I had to take whatever I could carry and leave out into the freezing cold… Found a semi truck with beds in the back, so now I’m on the road. The truck is in decent condition except both headlights are busted and passenger side door is gone , and also I learned the hard way that one of the storage boxes is broken through, lost a bunch of good supplies in the dust without realizing it till I needed them. PS Miraculously I didn’t contract the fungal disease from thier absolute overnight takeover. Accidentally ran over my horse because he got out of the truck via broken door, then set a busted up evac shelter on fire just to warm up and thaw out my food and water. I found a huge house on the outskirts of a town, complete with upstairs, basement, fireplace, and a small library. Unfortunately I never got to explore upstairs because I went to the basement first and a zombie hunter was there right by the stairs waiting for me. Bit me, but not very deep, I killed him and a tough zombie with my truck in return.
Just found this city.
Three magic academies, 2 megamalls and one translocator gate in the city (gate at oustkirts, even), and just nearby we have private resort, hub01 and even the vault complex. The only thing it lacks is the central lab underneath (does it, though? )
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This game is like a rollercoaster sometimes. First I lost a character that I had been developing to 14 in game days. He was in a pretty good spot in terms of food and equipment, and over the course of the last 8 days or so he had been slowly working his way towards the center of the local small town. A single overconfident entry into a house and now he is being dragged powerlessly out on the street while bleeding from every limb.
I was so dissapointed that I didn’t even have him commit suicide or wait out the inevitable end, but just re-rolled a new, random character in the same world. This is unusual for me, since I usually take my time to build a new scenario and always reset the world when I do, so I was prepared for this to simply be a short term rebound character.
The first died quickly from a zombie soldier in their helicopter crash, but the second survived long enough to make her way to the nearest farm (Military helicopter pilot from helicopter crash). While being in unimaginable pain, she managed to find a working car and scout the local area the first day in the hunt for something to reduce the pain and potenially a place to setup base. Very little equipment to be found in the local farms (which was weird), so in order to not die of thirst, she had to spend an entire day digging a pit next to a small pool, start the fire with a magnifying glass, and then boil one cup of water at a time, since the only container at her disposal was an empty tin can (she had emptied the beer inside).
After a few days of realizing that this would not be her base, she decided to pack up the books and gear she had acquired over the first few days, and decided to head south. On the way she decided to test out the local roadblock where two riot platform were enaging a couple of zombie soldiers. This is where fortune turned, for the soldier’s firearms where scattered all over the place, which allowed Cammy to simply pick them up and start gunning down the zombie soldiers and the riot platforms. Furthermore, the roadblock had a military cargo truck that is in fairly decent condition with 60L of fuel.
That was a serious turn of events, since Cammy is now decked out with firepower and a truck that will last her for a good long time. Hopefully at least until she can get the equipment to fix it up entirely and perhaps start expanding it.
Another awesome death.
Found some plate armor and a great helm while clearing out a mansion. I`m untouchable I thought.
With my trusty axe I felled more than a hundred, tough ones too, necromancers, soldiers and so forth.
It all game ahead while doing a town raid, I got too greedy and thought to go for one more house.
I had gathered a massive pack of Zs and while surrounded I had no difficulty dispatching them one by one.
One of them dropped an assault rifle with nearly a full magazine, great I will come back for it later.
Then IT appeared Kevlar Zombie, no problem went I with confidence. This time however I hit it repeatedly but made no damage. Then It punched me across several squares to pavement, now that hurt. Then I remembered the assault rifle, I flung my axe at the beast making a hit, picked up the assault rifle and started firing. There were many other Zs around so I sometimes hit and killed them. I got the kevlarclad monstrosity to low health but I had become surrounded by many zombies. I did all the drugs I had to stay in the fight. Then the kevlarZ punted me away from trouble through a window.
By now I was out of ammo so I threw the rifle at the nearest zombie and pulled out my pistol, I fired indiscriminately at the nearest ones till that ran out of ammo. Got punched across the room again and pulled out my knife. Now I was in deep, I nearly made it to a window before being completely surrounded and yes I finally killed the kevlar zombie. They mostly couldnt penetrate my armor and I kept swinging.
At the end they had broken every limb and I had only one functioning arm.
Before succumbing I surveyed the carnage, bodies everywhere, blood all over the place. A trail of spent ammo casings, broken windows, blood and discarded weapons. It was a shame to lose such a character but he did give it his all.
I like this game:)
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Started with the “safe place” start as a lying, crooked politician.
Was in the refugee center run by the Free Merchants. NPC central.
But kind of mad at them because while I started in there, there’s no food and all the objects and vehicles - even the numerous chopsticks in the empty kitchen area - were off limits at the pain of being gang brutalized by all the people there.
Fortunately, saw a farm and farmhouse a bit to the south that would probably be less oppressive.
Problem?
In the forests, there were Triffids. These vine-thorn plant creatures with a taste for murder that attacked any one daring to move south along the forested road.
But… my dirty politician had a plan.
I needed a new “grass” roots campaign against my political enemies who weren’t just going to give me stuff. These Triffids would do nicely.
I’d make those crazy merchants do all the work.
So, I started trying to kite the triffids into the lobby. Come and get it!!!
Then run like a little girl back to the center.
Help me big strong Merchant dudes! Place is under attack!
At first it went okay.
Brought one or two up, and the lobby beggars and guards are victorious but definitely bleeding and hit with some slowing poison.
All according to plan! The center will be mine!
Go back, rinse, repeat.
About this time, the beggars and gaurds are still looking okay. One or two of these bloodthirsty bushes aren’t going to be enough. Plus, it’s getting cold.
I see a huge mass of Triffids though.
I go out into the forest and yell “FEED ME SEYMORE!!” and sure enough, they start coming. About 10 of them including a queen or two.
Unfortunately, I did not realize that in an earlier kiting attempt that I was under the effect of slowing poison from an errant hit.
The masses of vines caught up with me, even while running, a bit out of sight from the refugee shelter.
I was ripped apart in short order.
My plans and life ended.
I do want to play in the same world again, though. And if I run upon the refugee center there will be a story for this zombie in a suit that was ripped by triffids, animated as undead, then ripped by triffids again. Permanently among his new “green” constituents where his corpse is in a cycle of rising up only to be put back down by the very creatures he was hoping to betray his own kind.
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