I’ve been using beast mutagens, and I finally got Insanely Strong without every negative mutation, through the power of Robust Genetics and 60 or 70 purifiers, the number of labs I had to raid was ridiculous…
My only negatives are Fast Metabolism, Near-Sighted, Snarling Voice, and Very Smelly.
Considering I’m a cyborg, do night raids, and murder every NPC I find, having 25(+20) Str, High Adrenaline, Claws, and Fangs is an amazing deal for a martial arts character, I recently murdered a zombie brute in a single strike with my teeth.
Everything I kill drops a mass quantity of bear traps. I have this mental image of zombies morphing into metallic Gibbering Mouthers… good thing I’ve got some packed LAWs still sitting around.
So… I got my hands on a fully equipped garage after clearing out about 30% of the town from its annoying former denizens. So I got the sudden idea to build a mobile die-die-die vehicle to take care of all those pesky walking rotten meat without having to pray everytime I’m bit (happens a lot) that it won’t be a deep bite.
There are enough frames and wheels to make this:
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Those Os are wheels, and as there are only two wide wheels and a single wheel available in the garage, the two Os on the top will be wide wheels and the single one at the end of the car a normal wheel.
On these wheels, I’ll have to install turrets. Only thing I’m missing right now, is batteries (easy enough to get) and actual things to use as turrets (not quite as easy).
What type of turret you gentlemen think would be most cost-efficient in cleansing a town of its touchy-bitey habitants?
Well, Ricke had it all set up. A nice house in the middle of the city, with spear-pits around it. The house was surrounded by craters. A few bear traps and other vicious thingies covering the approach across the craters. He was a well educated man, he had spent hours upon hours reading, increasing in skills. His weapon of choice was the wooden javelin, a tool he used with deadly precious as he could easily down a zombie with a well placed javelin to the head. He had just started taping into the shrouded world of mutagens, and had acquired a unmatched night vision and a body that regenerated constantly, without the need to sleep.
He was well on his way into Fall, when one day, as he opened the door to do his nightly raid as always, he was met by a wast group of various mutated insects, frogs and snails. He fought hard for a few hours, dodging attacks and killing foes left and right, covering his the various rooms of the house in pierced corpses of his enemy. It was soon obvious that he would not live to tell the tale. Where one toad died, two more crept out of from the craters, pouring trough the previously boarded up windows, melted by the snails acidic spit.
Ricke died on top of his bed, puncture wounds all over his body, poison rushing trough his veins, surrounded by the menacing hoard of mutated monsters. His bones now rests upon the now-dusty bed, his former base now the home of countless monsters, a place that other survivors avoids like the plague. Maybe his grim fate will one day be revealed, but until that day, he will rest where he lived. In the lone house in the middle of the field of craters.
So… That’s what just happened in MY Randomly-Generated Apocalypse. X)
John looked over his loot. enough food to last for years. a mobile death truck. nothing could really stand in his way. until the day the nuke came. John was about to eat some lovely cooked meat (note that i had a mini nuke in my inventory, and the bug where items get swtiched letters has happened frequently) as john was about to eat his cooked meat a wickid suicidal thought came into his head. he didnt want to be alone anymore (“c” was mapped to cooked meat. but because of the bug so was the mini nuke. guess which one got picked ;] ) with a snap and a crackle the monitor on the device lit up. in giant red letter the two word sentence was spelled out and gave john a good impression of what was going to happen. “FUCK YOU” lit up on the screen. The blastwave cleared his mobile death house. sending the metall hulk back to its original molecules and wiping the existence of john away from the earth. no one knows who john was. all thats left is some scrap metall left on the side of the highway.
I just had my most unexpected death so far. It was the middle of the first summer and I was driving my armored truck I just spent 10+ days making through a city when I noticed a pack of children down the street. I started reversing to the last intersection at about 40-45 kmph to take a different route when my heroine fumbled and the rear was heading to a nearby wreck 1 tile away. I sighed and hit break thinking I’ll have to do some repairs later.
[quote=“Mrnocamera, post:1126, topic:47”]Manual turret.
Hang out the sides with a gun.[/quote]
Whilst a great idea, I’m looking to construct an automatic zombie-killing machine.
[quote=“AseaHeru, post:1130, topic:47”]Wow, that is just a pain.
As for turrets, if you can spare the fuel get flamethrowers.[/quote]
There are a few gas stations around, so fuel is no problem for now. Where can I get flamethrowers? And three of them, none-the-less. Also, I haven’t really tried it out but will going over fire with a vehicle burn one’s feet?
So, my latest incarnation of Serif was set up perfectly She was a distance from a lake that I could go to get water, and there were three towns that were a safe distance away from the evac shelter that she could raid. I set it up so that she had a rollmat with a blanket right next to the console, with all my food, booze and drug stores immediately to the left, and all of my books and entertainment things immediately to the south. She had raided a nearby school completely, and had a massive amount of useful and entertaining books, and the town nearest to her had a very large number of grocery stores, liquor stores, and gun stores, so she had a ton of food, drinks, and guns.
She ended up finding a working RV with just enough fuel to drive it over to her evac shelter. It had a very large amount of water in it, and it was parked in such a manner that she could just step out of the nearby window and be inside of it, granting her very easy access to the kitchen unit.
Unfortunately, due to the method she used to keep her morale up while she studied [drink a lot of beer] she ended up getting a heavy case of alcoholism, which I unfortunately did not learn about until she was halfway through a raid in the deepest part of town.
She probably wonders why she keeps getting reincarnated by now.
I just had a sweet start with two flasks of mutagen right outside spawn. Got Light step and feathers from it. Went into the closest house to scavenge, ran into a hulk. The End.
I got stupid and rushed into the middle of the town on my 3rd day. Ended up surrounded but undetected. Slinking my way through a house i entered an very very small kitchen with nearly a full wall of windows. about 30 feet away 2 zombie hulks and a very large horde spotted me. i made one quick look into the room attached expecting a tiny bathroom… what i found was a no windows room with a shotgun, 2 boxes of shells and a recurve bow sitting in the corner. I snatched that stuff up and ran! I had a very close encounter with a bear along the way back. Now the horde is slinking its way torwards my shelter and the sun is falling, time to meet these bastards face to face.
I was making repairs to my flatbed when a jumping spider started attacking me. I didn’t know about this until several repairs later when I saw a bunch of history messages that said I blocked an attack with my wooden javelin.
Ukraine? Okay, I can see that. But still, this is supposed to be the eastern shore of the US; New Jersey, maybe.
I raided some libraries for skill books. I found To Serve Man. I don’t know what I should be more disturbed about: That it is actually a cookbook, or that you can learn recipes from it.
[quote=“Lost, post:1139, topic:47”]Ukraine? Okay, I can see that. But still, this is supposed to be the eastern shore of the US; New Jersey, maybe.
I raided some libraries for skill books. I found To Serve Man. I don’t know what I should be more disturbed about: That it is actually a cookbook, or that you can learn recipes from it.[/quote]
The game is set in New England. Read up on the backstory.
