Maybe you could use the shoggoth to set up some kind of mob farm, it lures the mobs to a field of traps or something and then go in nab what you need or want and trash the rest?
Well, that’s more or less what’s being done already on the shoggoth’s original position. The zombies gather on one spot on the road, and under it is where the shoggoth is making noise. Lots of dead zombies probably due to the hulks being a little too violent when sandwiched by zombies in all directions. I just quietly melee the rest and mop up the interesting remains.
Useless junk gets fed to the shoggoth.
Need to find a fast way to go through sewage. Seweranhas give out 2 fillet and 2 fat, both of which my survivor wants.
Oddly, the strange bike-like thing I cobbled out of stuff that was just lying around sometimes turns the sewage tiles into dirt tiles.
Slapped together a buggy using spare parts looted from the lab and public works. I like to think of it as the Scout Car from Half-Life 2
Consisting of a frame upside down T-shaped body with a extra light frame, inside the T is a seat with a v8 engine, a solar panel with all the needed parts to make a car work, plus 3 spaces of trunks. Will reinforce the buggy with some plates once i get some, but for now this is good for raiding nearby towns.
Also went to an arcade in the nearby town and dragged a few arcade and pinball machines back home.
Crap, just lost an “ancient” (2.5 seasons, 14 days, from summer to winter) survivor to a hulk.
Granted, I started out really badly by grinding weapon skills instead of unarmed (brawling is just too strong) and later evolved tentacle arms (no gloves = damage from hulk smash), but it was just a single hulk, without fast zombies mod (with 2x hp mod, though).
Even worse - moments before this hulk, I killed a different hulk who barely managed to scratch me.
The difference? The killer managed to damage my survivor wetsuit (looted from s. zed) in one of his first slams.
I could have tried running back to my motorbike instead of going full 'zerk.
I am taking on a horde (wander spawn) with a pneumatic LMG (weapon from mod) to raise my marksmanship skill to five so I can put an extended barrel on said LMG. Thing is, my character is a pacifist…damn extra points!
Day 22: Last couple day were some well needed R&R, reading and rolling fuck yea Weed was a good find gotta ration it. I made the mistake of staying out to late, I was distracted while sifting through a crash site of some sort, couldn’t tell what it was but i was able to acquire a Modular Kevlar vest and a few other odds and ends after sifting through the wreckage i noticed a large building on the southern horizon. My binoculars gave me a good view of a huge Home Depot with a mob of zombies milling around it. By time i got close the sun was setting and i figured it was too dark to set back home, luckily there was a camper near by, I’m holing up in it hoping none of the zombies catch my scent on my first night away from the shelter.
Day 23: Only a few dozen zombies where milling around outside the home improvement store, every thing seemed clear until i rounded a corner and came face to face with my first true horde. 70+ zombies had broken through from the outside into the garden center, luckily it was a secure choke point into the rest of the building, I swear I thought my arm was going to fall off as i stood my ground hacking zombies to death with my faithful kukri. All said and done there was over 150 zombies in total in this place. And YET, no welding goggles. Ill be back tomorrow to loot for other supplies though.
Day 24: Urist came with me to help loot the Home Depot, still didn’t find any goggles. Gunna head north tomorrow and check out a military installation he said he knew about.
Day 25: Today was horrid. This isn’t just the zombie apocalypse this is much much worse, the road north has some strange portal spewing even weirder monsters on it. Some sort of humanoid and a floating eye wreathed in flames. I killed the eye when it became hostile but the humanoid left me alone. To top things off the military instillation was some kind of radiation vault, even just checking the outer buildings gave me an unhealthy dose, I popped a few iodine tabs and headed home after finding nothing more then a high ranked military id and a few computer logs. Not long after leaving my Balaclava and ballistic mask exploded into bits as a bird beak spouted from my face. Worried i ran home hoping the a flask labeled mutagen purifier i had found days ago while looting would cure me. Its amazes me that our government was up to this kind of shit behind all of our backs and no one seemed to notice. Luckily the flask worked, but i worry worse may come and i may have wasted it. Urist keeps looking at me funny now.
My, my, my. This should be fun.
The music stops! x288.
Bring it.
It was a slaughter. Well, it great to be a melee god, but it’s far easier to be a god of shooting and shoot up a horde of hulks.
Oddly, that area of town wasn’t populated by other zeds; some predators and corrosives, and a spitter which was a rare find at this point, but most of the ones fighting was hulks.
Basically picked one spot in the corner far from the dancers, and sniped the thriller - had to do this a couple of times as the dancers were in the way and they couldn’t be killed.
Once the thriller fell, the refuse hit the windmill. The hulks clustered around the dancer; at least 100 of them, slowly fell as the hulks seemed to smash into fellow hulks. Still, they saw my survivor and began their charge. So by then I’d pick off the ones closest to my survivor. 100 damage minimum from a shot at far range, going higher and higher as they went closer.
Basically I could fire off 4-5 shots before the hulks did a stride. Thankfully some were busy smashing wrecks which slowed a large chunk of them down, and I let my survivor patiently shoot them all up. One precise shot is needed first, then normal fire. Thanks to the skill of my survivor, I guess, steadiness won’t go down despite recoil being 150. I had to do precise shot after every reload, which was a bit of a time eater. Still with double magazine the ammo capacity of the IAR is 62 (reduced thanks to sniper conversion). It also had the .308 conversion because the ammo is more powerful and has more range.
Eventually, the hulks were close. As close as two tiles away, but my survivor did not stop. A spitter who showed up from an area without hulks and a corrosive spat acid. At this point moving was too risky and I finished mopping up the remaining hulks.
In the end, my survivor didn’t get smashed. Damage from acid, yes, but not one hulk touched my survivor.
I went to where the thriller died and claimed my prize. Went back to my car and picked up the artifact sword - the one that cloaks the character with no penalty by just carrying it. I want to butcher these hulks and I want to have some damn peace while doing so.
Mwa haha. Karma seems to have given a gift unto me after ridding that thriller. Gave up on butchering the hulks, so I went to a nearby mansion somewhere outside the city, close but not close enough for the horde to go, and raided the place.
There, I found the .700 NX and the elephant gun needed for it. First time ever I found both. Old playthroughs often gave me one or the other.
In general, this one will probably pale in comparison to the reliability of the M27 IAR, but it’s still a great find.
Raided an anthill with my day 60 survivor. Found 2 fusion arm blasters, and was about to sigh and leave them, when I noticed: “can be used to make: Mountable Turbolaser cannon”
Built two. Mounted one. Fired it up. Tested it on a zombie dog. Instantly deafened. Zombie dog is just GONE. Not even gore heaps, just evaporated.
Went into town, which I never do past day 30 (so many hulls), set turret to autofire, read a book, and watched the fireworks show.
Never really got into the whole turret thing, as I preferred just running them over, but I might have to now.
But alas, even the power to destroy a planet zombie hulk is nothing compared to the power of the dark side.
A minefield spawned into a hardware megastore, and ants and zombies are fighting in the snow for control of it all.
Late winter of year 2. Yet another day, yet another 1 level deep lab. Bam! A new definition of jackpot - 4 tiles counter filed with the mininukes. 47 of them, to be precise. I guess it’s time to throw away some crap outa pickup’s trunk.
It’s been quite a while since I grabbed a new version. Decided I’d be a burglar, spawned in a military surplus store. Promptly looted the place and lolnoped out of there for the nearest house that wasn’t in the heart town and/or near a slime pit.
My escape was made easier by a handy working car, and now I at least have a house that’s safe for the moment. Ditched the swag bag for now, in favor of a backpack.
I ran outta tea!!! WOE IS ME!
What, no gnomeblight? o3o
Also…hmm. I should’ve gone for a more isolated character innawoods.
first thing my current character did was raid a hotel next to his evac shelter, so full of tea t was unbelievable, drank nothing but tea for the last 40 days. Guess its time to switch to the coffee.
Aderpable. Also…well. Decided fuck it, made a more wintery world and started as an illiterate barbarian. In winter? Oh this is gonna suck. o3o