Really.
It is only an non-issue when you can make ANYTHING.
Really.
It is only an non-issue when you can make ANYTHING.
[quote=“Rivet, post:1879, topic:47”][quote=“sniping_spud, post:1878, topic:47”][quote=“AseaHeru, post:1876, topic:47”]hah.
The fun thing is he attacked while I was cooking.[/quote]
[size=36pt]inconceivable![/size][/quote]
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XD are we brothers?
So, in my world, I decided to try putting the city size down as low as it could go, and setting the zombie spawn to 0.0, making sure that zombies only spawned in special buildings, and that there were no big towns. I like it, because it changes the way the game works for the player: everything is more scarce and harder to find, and almost every building you find presents some kind of challenge.
Anyways, so I hollow out a fenced-in military bunker and build basically a full house with three fully stocked rooms: a clothing/weapons/food/sleeping room, a chemical crafting/metalworking room, and a electronics crafting/storage room. I also have been raiding military bases and science labs, so I have a fully stocked super-base of weapons and items, and I’ve managed to find a working truck, bike, and armored car in the world, so I’m basically king of the northeastern wastes.
I took to destroying all of the anthills, fungal blooms, and triffid groves for miles around and scavenged from nearly every building on my visible map, but something bothered me a little bit.
I never found any alcohol, not in the whole world.
So one night I decide to raid a school that is a few miles down the street, I take light gear and my repeating crossbow, in search of some books to further advance my skill (which has basically become the goal of my whole game). I sneak in, tailed by a few child zombies, and pull a few useful books from the library, but then, just out of curiosity, I decide to check the classrooms for any useful items.
Mind you, this is after almost an in-game year of finding literally no alcohol in the whole map. I guess fate would have it that I check the classroom lockers only to find a full bottle of vodka stowed away. I actually laughed when I found it, and it still makes me chuckle to think about now. I guess it’s my luck that some teacher smuggled in a bottle of the devil’s nectar to take a load off whenever the stress of teaching got to him.
started a new game, found 2 Humvees, some military equipment, approached a town, saw a K-9 dog, died.
The dogs are the new bears
Death and despair.
I found military flamethrower.
Now my game runs REALLY slow as I set on fire every fucking thing and refill my mighty weapon from the aluminum keg in my backpack.
My alter ego came down with a common cold in the last days of autumn, so she spends her days repairing the fitting clothes she found in between picking up bottles of water from the funnel.
BTW she’s a death machine with a reflex recurve bow in spite of 7 strength, and reading up on anything she can get her hands on. There’s a CBM waiting on a shelf for her to become reasonably competent in first aid and electronics.
Recurve reflex bow + Targeting system(?) CBM = AWESOME.
I was just relocating to my new base with a motorbike, when this happened. I went to a lab to search for some fungicide, but now I can’t even move! What the hell! How could I solve this little problem?
edit: This is on the experimental build 656
My alter ego weathered the sickness and the winter started. Now Katherine says Cheers! to no one in particular as she tips a waterskin to her mouth.
[spoiler]It’s full of tainted tornado!
EDIT: Full Night Vision in two steps![/spoiler]
She washes it down with some rum & cola, not that she likes alcohol a lot. And then she simply sleeps off the rest of the debilitating effects of the thing.
Hey everybody, new guy here. Well, not exactly new. Long-time player and forum lurker, first-time poster. But anyway…
My current survivor was not meant to survive as long as he did. I named him “FEH”, because I was still ticked off at my most successful survivor being recently squashed by a Brute while reloading a spray can flamethrower. So, FEH started his adventures.
I’m now three weeks in and going strong. The Evac Shelter was far too close to town for comfort, but I was lucky enough to find a public works building far enough away from town to avoid attracting zombies with most noises, but within walking distance for scavenging runs. Gathered all the resources into the lockers in the main room and boarded up every non-essential area and window, with the restroom being my makeshift bedroom (it’s the only place with no windows). Kicked the addiction to nicotine that I started out with after I got tired of getting colds all the time from poor health, and actually managed to clear out an entire megamart with a repeating crossbow (wood bolts), a steel spear, and a whole lot of leading the zeroes through shrubs.
Now I’ve got a good sustainable source of water from almost a dozen funnels set up outside, lots of crafting materials for any projects I need, including an anvil and charcoal forge, a good supply of food including some preserved meat I made for emergencies, and I had a functioning truck that served me well until I decided to scrap it to construct my own.
My two current projects are figuring out how to build a car (I have enough mechanics skill, I just… don’t really know where to start or what to do first. I’ll probably just improvise it, it’ll have more personality that way!), and finding the last couple of parts I need to make myself a Survivor’s helmet and a Light Survivor Suit.)
Not bad, Mister FEH. Not bad at all.
I’ve been Cataclysm’d out for a while now, and after playing some Project Zomboid, I yearned for the complex and unique nature of Cata.
So I started a new game(today) with a Crack addicted prostitute named Betty. I began in an empty shelter, (there was nothing in the basement) broke a locker and a bench and fashioned me a Cudgel, and proceeded to beat the living shit out of a web spider. After wandering around the forest (and smoking Crack), I came up to a gas station and dispatched the zombie near it, went inside to see the supply closet. Low-an-behold a solider zombie was in there, so I did the only reasonable thing I could do.
Pump gasoline onto the floor and light it on fire, causing two pumps to explode. I escaped unscathed.
I just now found a basement stocked with ammo and guns. And there’s dozens of Cop zombies and Feral Hunters sitting outside.
So…
I had no flashlights on me, so I thought, for some reason, that strapping some random flashing lights and horns to my car that I will be driving through zombie-infested lands was a good idea.
When I first took it for a test run through a town near me, I slept in the can until midnight, then I ran in honking my horn with my sirens blaring, alarms going off, shit flashing, and apparently my visibility was pretty low with just those lights, so I ended up seeing a house in front of me before I ran into it head first at full speed.
I… I guess I built my car well, because it managed to barrel out the other side with all its shit still blaring wildly, getting the attention of every zombie in town before I managed to run into another wall, a pickup truck, a hippie van then drove through shrubs all the way home.
Fun times…
[quote=“WaffleEggnog, post:1893, topic:47”]I… I guess I built my car well, because it managed to barrel out the other side with all its shit still blaring wildly, getting the attention of every zombie in town before I managed to run into another wall, a pickup truck, a hippie van then drove through shrubs all the way home.
Fun times…[/quote]
GO HOME DRIVER, YOU ARE DRUNK
Pretty new character, went into town armed with my trusty baseball bat,
“Hey, I’m doing pretty good!” after clubbing the last remaining immediate threat.
“I better go check out that Military Surplus store, I don’t see any other- AH FUCK, DOG PACK!”
My character put up a fight, but trying to take on 5+ dogs…the fight was over before it started.
[quote=“Clayton, post:1895, topic:47”]Pretty new character, went into town armed with my trusty baseball bat,
“Hey, I’m doing pretty good!” after clubbing the last remaining immediate threat.
“I better go check out that Military Surplus store, I don’t see any other- AH FUCK, DOG PACK!”
My character put up a fight, but trying to take on 5+ dogs…the fight was over before it started.[/quote]
Just doodled a picture to represent my feelings for the “Draw your Cataclysm” thread, and I think it fits this perfectly.
I powerslided my plasma motorcycle into a Jabberwock today, yes it was as awesome as it sounds.
I went to sleep knowing I have a shit ton of clean water, food, weapons and ammunition in my nice and comfy LMOE Shelter.
and tomorrow I’ll have more stuff to put in it.
My Solar Roller IV sank, an I don’t even have a screenshot. sheds manly tear It was more of a mobile base than an actual car. It took me an entire in-game year to make, and 6-ish cars.
I can’t cut a fucking log into planks… and I have the axe for it.
Edit: I found out how stupid I was. I was trying to cut a log, not a tree trunk.