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[Man of Paper]

I'm glad you got around to making that edit :p

[Eagle]

Has anyone put together a steam group for DDA? I'd like to join one if there was one.

[Mephisto]

Having a high pitched whine come from your vehicle's engine is a bad thing, yes?

If so, what kind of crappy motorcycle can't even go 50 mph?

It was very nice of my motorcycle to go from 51-0 in one turn when its engine died. No messy wreck, no coasting, nothing.

[Greiger]

A minibike?

I ended up with a motorcycle that had a 0.60 some Liter engine and it could barely do 20.  I came to the conclusion that it must be a minibike.  Worked in my head ever since.

[Akhier the Dragon hearted]

   It could be the literal interpretation of motorcycle, as in a motor powered bicycle. They sell kits to make them from a bike, I actually have one though I don't use it much at all. They have a bit of pep to them but thats only when compared to a normal bicycle.

[Mephisto]

Don't think it was a minibike. It had a 0.9 liter V-twin in it. Back in the '60s, Mazda produced cars with V-twin motors less than half the size.

[Eagle]

Why are NPCs so goddamn fast? Its nearly impossible to catch up with one; not to mention that if you get to close to them they vanish on the overmap.

[Man of Paper]

So I go to the basement of the starting Evac shelter and get lucky enough to find a backpack and a hammer. I go outside, and am greeted by three crates chillin' in the middle of the road. I smash them open and suddenly am able to fill my inventory with food, drink, C4, and grenades.

Happy hunting ahead, it seems.

Edit: I then came across about a dozen bodies, some of which were absolutely laden with methamphetamine, drug paraphernalia and submachine guns. The others all had CBM: Blaster Arms. Crime doesn't pay, kids. And neither does emulating a video game character.

Edit2: What kind of man attacks a FEMA camp head-on without a single firearm? One with many, many, many explosives. C4 is a beautiful thing. I ran out of explosives before I ran out of targets, but they got machete'd. And there are enough medical supplies here to fix me right back up!

Edit3: However, there were not enough walls to hold back the first brute I've ever encountered.

Chapter4: New character spawns in the same evac shelter, and I decide to go to those corpses with the guns to arm up and avenge my death. Cutting through the woods I come across seven military corpses, just off of the road where the other bodies were. Loot includes a military rucksack, army helmet, food, an M4A1 and compatible incendiary rounds. Oh, and a portal generator. Oh, and I nabbed two sticks of dynamite my last character couldn't carry from the explosive crates. I don't think I'm deleting this world save any time soon.

Chapter5: The FEMA camp is clear after having to fire four shots. I checked where the brute was being held, and sure enough, it's not in there anymore. Though there's no sign of breaking out, either. Must've been thinking in portals. I kept moving though since the camp was hardly standing after my assault. Cleared a few farms and cabins with a machete I got from my old corpse, and now I have a silenced M4A1.

[miauw62]

Edit2: What kind of man attacks a FEMA camp head-on without a single firearm? One with many, many, many explosives. C4 is a beautiful thing. I ran out of explosives before I ran out of targets, but they got machete'd. And there are enough medical supplies here to fix me right back up!

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* Miauw claps

[Blaze]

Hm... An amplifier circuit needs two transponders, but transponders are disassembled into 3 signal receivers... and each signal receiver uses 2 amplifier circuits...

[Kaitol]

Meh. Fema camps aren't too hard. Several times they're the first place I've went to. (the secret is barbed wire)

EDIT: So I dropped this fractal jelly because I was about to chug a bunch of mutagen so I just dropped everything. And it... turned into nothing (3). Huh. Never even got to use it...

Also. If I have hooves and webbed hands and tentacle arms.. How am I supposed to warm up my feet and hands? I can't wear any clothing on them. I thought being furry would help, but its not.

[sebcool]

I've recently begun playing this, and so far i'm hooked! After a few short lived characters, I discovered static spawn and classic mode and began playing around with it. And so the tale of the drunken crusader began.

Spoiler (click to show/hide)

Chapter One: His name, was Cole Coleman. Cole was an ex-mechanic who earned his living fixing and crafting unsubtle instruments of murder for the local gang in the big city. (Note: This was the biggest city i have ever encountered in this game. It had four gun stores, three surplus stores, many other stores and dozens of houses.) He lived a decent sort of life. He had food, shelter, and playboy magazines aplenty. Then, the Cataclysm hit.

 Cole hid in the nearby Evac-shelter for three days, before he emerged to a land devoid of life. He used his mechanic skills to craft a makeshift crowbar, and set forth to get what he could from the nearby suburbs. Cole quickly realized that he was not alone in this city. The dead were walking. Cole ran through the suburbs as the horde chased him, killing multiple... creatures whilst doing so. You could hardly call those rotting monsters people anymore. Cole ran through many more houses, before he was struck by a bright idea. Firebombs!

The Zeds weren't that bright (pun intended), so Cole supposed that he could easily lure them into a house and light them up. The houses here were notoriously lacking in fire security, so it would probably go up like, well, a Molotov Cocktail. Cole raided a nearby bar, where the local gang used to reside in, and stared mournfully at a bottle of fine brandy. It was a shame to let such a good drink die, but sacrifices had to be made. Cole took a deep swig to drown his sorrows and stuffed a rag down the bottle. He then lured the zombies into an rundown building, where the gangsters used to cook meth, and locked himself in the backroom where they had a gas burner. He had installed it himself, so he knew how flammable it was. He opened a window, slit the gas hose and waited for the zeds to bash the door in. The zeds, after several minutes, managed to break down the door, and Cole lit the bomb, threw it at the severed hose, and scurried towards the invitingly open window. He barely made it out before the whole building exploded, immolating the now-even-more-deceased occupants. He walked, slowly and badassfully, away from the burning building as two more explosions destroyed what remained of the building. The Drunken Crusade had begun.

To sum it up: Molotov Cocktails and zombies go along like a house on fire. I'll probably make a few more of these later.

[Mookzen]

For me personally cataclysm steadily ascended into the top 5 roguelikes ever even before whales quit, the potential.... the potential !

[Moogie]

Hm... An amplifier circuit needs two transponders, but transponders are disassembled into 3 signal receivers... and each signal receiver uses 2 amplifier circuits...

So... infinite Amplifiers? Mental note... check. Thanks.

Wait wait, I got a good one. It's Amplifiers all the way down! ...That wasn't very good, was it.

[Sirian]

Hm... An amplifier circuit needs two transponders, but transponders are disassembled into 3 signal receivers... and each signal receiver uses 2 amplifier circuits...

So... infinite Amplifiers? Mental note... check. Thanks.

Wait wait, I got a good one. It's Amplifiers all the way down! ...That wasn't very good, was it.

I think that's because it's supposed to be a circular thing, crafting one thing you need from several you already have at a loss. They probably overlooked the fact that disassembling gives back just as much as crafting requires, therefore giving the opposite result of infinite components.