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I was hunting squirrels in the forest and was attacked by Actual Cannibal Shia LeBeouf, he killed me in three blows.
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A meme/easter egg.
After every character dying within 2 days. My most recent character is currently on day 7 after finding science ID’s and a science lab. Between hunting squirrels and going into the lab for water / other supplies.
I’ve been looking for a hammer for days! Any attempt to access a city results in a zombie chase.
Day 13 (static spawn) with lvl 8 throwing 13 perception. If not for my asthmatic traits, i would have no reason to move around =/.
I am trying to construct a big moving house at the moment.
I hit… well, it wasn’t exactly the jackpot, but more like if you got three cherries on those slots. Not particularly amazing, but a welcome and pleasant surprise. I used up all my ID cards on the bunker, but I found a lot of military rations and other items of particular value that I indiscriminately stuffed into my pockets and the motorbike. I took the northern road from the bunker, which led back to Gearhead. As I checked out my surroundings coming out of the forest, I noticed a strange lumpy yellow mountain through the drizzle. It cleared up an hour later, and that yellow mountain turned out to be a giant beehive! Where there are bees, there’s honey. Mmmm… me want honeycomb…
I’m going to hold off visiting the beehive until I can get ahold of some better military hardware. This little Glock has been fine and all, but I need something with a little more kick… a little more chest hair…
After dumping off my boon at the safehouse and checking the integrity of my fortifications, I set off again to the town to the east. I didn’t expect such a grand welcoming committee! I spent the first two hours on this new holiday slaying zombies across several buildings like clockwork. I was about to lose the main horde through a house when from the alley came the familiar explosions of landmines! I looked over in the direction of the explosion because, really, who wouldn’t, and I saw the victim of the mine; Bruce Banner! Not that an explosion to the face deterred the walking tank, but I have sort of lost faith in those things when I walked away from one almost unscathed… not that I’m underestimating my odds. They’re still mines, and they still hurt like hell. Even after stepping on two more and losing a sizable portion of his mass, he was still coming after me. I quickly put distance between us and tossed a molotov right in front of him. On fire, missing tens of pounds of muscle, and still coming. Even Rasputin would have given up by now! Fortunately, I was able to drop the bastard after several shots to the head from my Glock. Just to make sure he wouldn’t get back up, I chopped off his head, then his limbs, and then cut his body up into cubes. I left the hide I normally take from his corpse, on the off chance that it was still alive and would try to strangle me in my sleep after I made it into a jacket.
Sleeping outside of my safehouse took me back to when I was an unskilled shlub running away constantly from ol’ Zed. Now I could take on the horde in open combat, wielding my steel spear like I’m King Leonidas. Months of survival have made me into a hardened warrior… not that I want to be. I would like to get back to my boring ass job doing… what was I doing?
I found myself awake this morning, sitting up in bed with my arm outstretched towards the now broken window at the foot of the random bed I crawled into. I checked outside. There was a dead zombie holding my spear in what little of his head remained, most of it now splattered across the floor. I reclaimed my weapon and wiped the blood off on his tattered clothing. A hardened warrior indeed…
I make a note here, huge success: Molotov + libraries.
I can’t read anyway.
Dropped a molotov in a library while being chased by a hulk and his friends. Wow, the fire spread to several other buildings in a matter of a few turns and I just barely managed to rescue a motorbike out of a garage but the whole building exploded…
Is this game being produced by Michael Bay?
It operates on Hollywood Physics, so basically yes.
The first half of the next day was mostly fighting. I seemed to have upset the hive, and I’m not referring to the two wasp hives I discovered. The zombies swarmed me, crawling out of every window in my sight; two months ago, I’d be dead. Not now… now I am a slayer, the Grim Reaper of the zombie apocalypse. They try to hit me, and I sidestep every attempt, block with my spear, and counterattack with a quick stab like a scorpion.
When I took refuge inside a pawn shop, I found to my joy a broadsword! I’ve been content up to this point with these crap weapons I’ve jury rigged from a broom handle and some steak knives, but it’s about time I got my hands on a real weapon. My second wind was like a tempest on the hordes. I came out of the pawn shop swinging, each chop effortless, and I found myself in such joy from the bloodlust that I shrugged off many wounds that would only hurt once I came down from my battle high.
Yet I am still only human. Exhaustion soon got to me, and I had to withdraw, bringing with me more boons for the safehouse, including some ammunition for weapons I don’t have and guns for ammunition I’ve yet to find. I fixed some of the damage done to the motorbike and myself before calling it a night. Today’s battle was only a skirmish compared to what I had in store for tomorrow…
Tomorrow, war was coming to Blackhive…
Found three houses of black widow nests, covered in deliciously flammable webs. Which meant I finally found a target for that molotov cocktail I made. SPIDERS!
Unbeknownst to me, two other houses were also nests and went up into flames almost immediately. So there I stood, with the town burning down around me, thinking “So worth it.” and moved on to throw a pair of jeans at a zombie.
So there I stood, with the town burning down around me, thinking "So worth it." and moved on to throw a pair of jeans at a zombie.
The beauty of this game is shown in that sentence alone.
Summer: day 5
I now have the ability to make purifier and mutagen. I made 4 mutagen and 2 purifier just in case I get some bad traits. After downing the disgusting slurry I made from zombie flesh I felt my body start to twist. Catching my reflection in a near by pool of water I can’t believe this is what I look like now. I feel bile raising in my throat from the quick glance I get at myself. I’ve become grotesque to look at. I also noticed that I have grown a small pair of horns, too bad I never get close enough to zombies to put them to use. Shockingly I’ve also grown a fine coat of feathers and even seem to be developing wings, but they are just stubs at the moment. I never thought that after the apocalypse I would become a creature equally as horrifying as the things that hunt me day and night.
(Also, does anyone know if molotovs will take out turrets? Or do I need something stronger?)
I have two vehicles. A flatback and a sedan.
Which should I use for mowing down hordes of zombies? 
Also, is mowing down zombies likely to make my vehicle break in mid-run?
I’ve never really managed to get one decent vehicle, let alone two, so I’m pretty excited, and don’t wanna mess this up. I have spotted a garage, so I should be able to get a welder to perform some repairs, but that’s contingent on clearing out the zombies in the town centre first… (PS: I took out the hulk, so provided there aren’t too many necromancers, I should be fine for the blue baddies)
Add some metal plates or spiked ones, make sure to have reserve fuel and an escape plan.
I understand that in times past, there would be battle hymns sung on the dawn of a battle or siege to spur the troops, to awaken something primal within their hearts. On my way to the town, my MP3 player shuffled onto some speed metal, and I could feel that bloodlust I felt yesterday awakening inside me again. When I confronted the hordes this time, I charged in like Aragorn in that cool scene from the last Lord of the Rings movie.
The siege of Blackhive had begun.
I fought harder and more violently than I ever have before. The unfettering legion came at me with their entire reserves. Necromancers would raise the fallen again and again, only to have their thralls torn apart by my sword and them along with it. The Master Zombies, their commanders, would promote their underlings and grant them terrible eldritch powers that would not stop me. Their hell knights, the Brutes, were powerless against my gun.
And yet they persisted.
The battle lasted all day. My entire body was caked in blood. Even now, as I write this, the fresh layer drops onto the paper and stains the lettering. How much of it is my own? I have been unable to tell. I know I’ve been injured, but at this point, I just treat wherever there’s too much pain… or too little…
Sleep came and went quickly; I only slept because I had to. The next morning, I felt rejeuvenated, and the injuries I sustained the previous day were gone. With my new second wind, I entered the fray again, cutting a huge swath through the center of town. The MP3 player ran out of energy hours ago, but the speed metal is still echoing in my ears. I got surrounded again by a fresh contingent of the Alliance of Zed. I opened up with a wood ax thrown like a tomahawk and cleaved a zombie in two with it. My safety glasses shattered as they pummeled me, but it was not enough to stifle the trance I found myself in. Having cut through the bottom half of the town, I started to head north when I heard the ominous battle cry of their champion… and my rival…
You’ve got red on you.
Most stuff should be fine to hit in anything bigger than a quadbike. Hitting regular size zeds over and over and over are liable to break windshields and headlights, but those are easily replaced, and other car components are made of stern enough stuff to not be affected by them.
Hulk size stuff will do some damage, rarely enough to total a good condition part in one strike, but still damage. So you’ll want to minimize hitting them if you have any other choice. Also depending on your driving skill and vehicle weight hitting too many zombies or too much weight at once can make your car spin out, potentially crashing into a building or slowing you down to less than 10 mph for a few turns as your car regains traction. If a hulk jumps onto your car while yer stalled like that the hulk is big enough to keep a midsize car from moving.
Damn… my last guy died because of hunger and pain (from stepping on a buried landmine. can’t spot those with 9 Per?) I make a run for it, back to the shelter before anything comes. I’ve barricaded it pretty well and I’ve got a silenced extra mag Glock 19.
Nothing seen so far. Read some books, eat some food (still starving and thirsty) and go to sleep.
Woken by something smashing down the south door. Not sure how they found me-- maybe pouring rotten milk outside and then burning human flesh and creating zombie pheromones.
Shit. about 10 normal zeds. a boomer and a brute. I get into the corner closest to them (doh) and start pewpewing, so the NPC doesn’t shoot me in the back of the head (like last time. I’m not sure how or why, I wasn’t even in front of the wolf, he just shot me in the back of the head for lulz.)
Survived. Go out looking for food, eaten by a cougar leaping for the face.
So, a new game. Holy crap, that’s a large city. It’s the kind of city that I go 'fuck no, Q SHIFT+Y New Game.'
But I didn’t this time. Run down through the city (this evac shelter is WAAAAAY too close to the outskirts. 2 map tiles or less from the closest house. Hoping nothing spawns near here.)
Holy crap. another quadbike, with half a tank of gas. Grab some tools, drive it out of the garage onto the main road, dash into the pharmacy and load up into the trunk with food and meds. Next stop, library, electronics and hardware store. There’s no nearby clothes stores, but I managed to pick up 2 backpacks from a mil surplus (and little else, just some binocs and water.) Empty some rotten milk, fill up with gas while picking up some ammo (no guns that can use it there yet, though there’s another gunstore nearby.) Check out another garage, there’s a biek there that only needs repairs to the controls before it’s functional again.
Run back to the quad-- Holy shit. there’s a river of lava in the middle of the road along the yellow center markings. mark it and ignore for now, jump on my ride and power out of there.
A good start so far.
Edit: Also any tips for vehicle mods? I’m thinking some plating on front, then spikes or blades on front? Blades on the sides?
Any way to mount a fully functional lawnmower on front? How about putting spikes in the wheels like those chariots from the Gladiator movie? 
Converting a cave into a base by constructing roofs (which count as floors, silly devs) is very time and resource consuming. 40 nails and 8 2x4s per tile and I have and entire cave to cover is a huge undertaking. It will be worth it in the end since I’ll have an insane amount of storage in an almost completely safe area. Going to wall off a section outside the entrance of the cave for vehicle workshop / garage. Going to burn down a mansion when I burn through the rest of my stockpile of nails. I’m hoping that burning down a mansion won’t get rid of the swimming pool in the mansion so I can continue to have my very close water supply. As long as the water doesn’t get destroy then I will continue to never have to worry about food (hunting) and water.
just take apart all the tables and such.
Burning down buildings gives a lot of nails, a normal sized house gives atleast 800. A mansion should give thousands. I need probably around 10000 nails total. It might be kind of cheating, but Im going to make an alternate save of my game and burn down the mansion to see what happens to the pool.
Edit: If anyone is curious, burning down a building doesn’t affect that water.