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No one believed me when I said it was going to be bottle caps, either! But look who’s having the last laugh, now! (Now imagine me swimming through a big pile of caps and Necco wafers, Scrooge McDuck style)
Although I’ve cut my face on sharp terrain I was climbing through. It should certainly be possible to cut your mouth, if far less common than legs, hands, and torso (in order of likelihood to happen)
oh god…[/quote]
No one believed me when I said it was going to be bottle caps, either! But look who’s having the last laugh, now! (Now imagine me swimming through a big pile of caps and Necco wafers, Scrooge McDuck style)[/spoiler][/quote]
There was a rather heated debate about Necco wafers not too long ago
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I FINALLY SAW THAT FRICKING IMAGE. ANGRY IS ME.
Today I symbolically burned down my shelter as I left it behind for the last time. I died to a gang of Shocker zombies at the public works (My intended new base as I was trying to clear it out).
When I started a new character, I spawned in to my former, and still-burning evac shelter. Shortest-lived character ever since I started and i was already engulfed in fire.
I’m busy fortifying and stocking up a church I’ve taken as a base in the middle of a (somewhat large) city. I have about 6 or 7 bags of Necco wafers, tons of junk food snatched from a gas station, and a few various other food supplies, but I’m struggling to find containers for water and gasoline.
Some various tools I’ve found are a water purifier, a cot, a duffel bag, a shopping cart (which I’ve stored most of my food supplies in), and a functional truck in a parking lot right next to my church base, which I plan on loading up with supplies and using as an escape vehicle after some time.
There’s also about 7 or 8 grocery stores within close proximity to my base.
I’m kinda happy I turned the zombie spawn rates down to 0.3…
He’s one happy chappy.
I found a liquor store with a shopping cart in it.
I wound up having to carry some of the loot back in my personal inventory (yay for duffel bags).
Now to find sheets…
Woke up in the shelter buckass naked, walked built a Nord, walked out the front door found a handful of bionics and a military rucksack in a military wreck. Encountered a Military zed and got myself a Rivtech Automagnum and 50 rounds.
TIME TO FUCK SOME SHIT UP… MOSTLY NAKED.
I’m going camping in a swamp. What could possibly go wrong?
Loaded up a new save; wait what?
Probably should’ve let Jef kill you. His future post-apocalyptic LPs are worth more than your life and you know it!
I’m going to cage and add him to my collection with map editor, one good let’s player down…Plump…you’re next.
Also in one of the newer experimental versions there’s no venom mob or xiaolin traits and I need my dragon/snake/lizard style fix!
Just cauterized my leg off.
This is a new one.
[quote=“EkarusRyndren, post:1273, topic:47”]Just cauterized my leg off.
This is a new one.[/quote]
LOLOLOLOLOLLLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOOOOLOOLOLOLOL
I found a children’s book. I read the description.
I thought about it too much, and may or may not have cried a little on the inside, IRL.
Experimentation with Granades has resulted in a character who is capable of felling wolves at long range by throwing rocks at their heads. I am become Death.
Hiking around with a couple RM LMGs and ARs and all I can think of is this:
…disregard the caption.
[quote=“BadSniper, post:1275, topic:47”]I found a children’s book. I read the description.
I thought about it too much, and may or may not have cried a little on the inside, IRL.[/quote]
My plan for the children’s book is now complete.
Seriously, that’s why I added it and gave it that description: to make people sad.
I discovered how to make delicious delicious mutagens. Now my epic quest across the city, breaking into all bathrooms in search of gallon jugs of ammonia, is finally complete. Here’s to you, humanity! Time to alternately chug bird mutagens and purifiers until I get a set of angel wings!
Update: encountered an NPC and exhanged a couple of words before she bled out. I did the only thing I could do: stole all her ammunition, doused her body in vodka, and lit her on fire. At least she won’t become a zombie.
I came back a few minutes later (after finding a precious gallon jug of ammonia) and decided to check on whether she had burned away or not. Imagine my surprise when all I found was a raging fire, a blood spatter, and a perfectly preserved glass bottle of Screwdriver. I am the best bartender the world has ever seen.
SER FOIL. A BOTTLE OF YOUR FINEST TAINTED TORNADO, I HEAR IT GOES WELL WITH BIKER.