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[Nerjin]

Guess who's updating this game tomorrow!?

Spoiler: The Answer (click to show/hide)

Me

[Nerjin]

Woops... I guess not. Update first thing i the morning. I swear.

[GiglameshDespair]

Something just occurred to me.

It goes survivor 5 ticks
then infected five ticks with survivor overwatch, yes?

So if you fire 4 times and overwatch and the last tick you can then fire five more times on each infected tick.

So opposed to 750 damage firing five times for Jim 4shots+overwatch could do 1350 damage.

[Nerjin]

To make up for the fact that I can’t seem to get my internet to submit the pictures just yet here’s a small ‘Backstory update’ for Clair. The others will follow as I think of them. If you have suggestions or ideas for your character's backstory simply PM them to me.

Spoiler: Backstory: Clair (click to show/hide)

Clair’s room in the asylum wasn’t beautiful by any stretch of the imagination. While the furniture within it was genuinely impressive for such an institution it appeared that several people had all chosen to decorate one corner of the room in their own special way. Drawings of crying children sat across the room from beautiful renditions of Clair herself wearing a crown. A new addition seemed to be the one of her wielding a samurai sword and cutting through loaves of bread.

Each drawing seemed to follow a certain type of art with itself. Though each had a different signature upon it they were all obviously drawn from the same hand.

“Has she made any progress doctor?” Nurse Joyfields asked as she examined the slender woman speak to a wall as though it were a dear friend.  The Nurse was an older woman who had been assigned to Clair when she first entered the institution. Back then her condition was the inhabitation of a body by two personalities. Clair and Uriel. It was something of a mystery around the hospital as to why Clair had been admitted. Back then she seemed adjusted enough. Clair and Uriel didn’t behave too terribly different for it to be noticed.

“I’m afraid not. In fact her condition appears to have worsened.”

“Worsened?” Nurse Joyfields had heard this before when Sue had appeared. Clair began switching personalities much more erratically since Sue showed up. Prior, Uriel and Clair alternated days. Just as cleanly as you pleased. However after a few days after Sue’s first appearance Nurse Joyfields had been transferred to another section. She was back, for one day only, due to another orderly being home sick after a patient had bitten him.

“Yes. It seems like every five years or so she adds a new personality. Amy, she calls this one.”

“Have the medications helped at all?”

With a sigh the doctor, a squat man whose eyes generally shone behind his horn-rimmed glasses, cast a pitying glance towards the woman in the corner of the room. “In a way. It seems that Amy likes appearing when the medications show up.”

“And Amy is?”

“Well she describes herself as a knight. Seems to be similar to Uriel in some aspects though Amy is much more… violent.”

“So the scar is-“

“From Amy yes. She got ahold of a knife from… Somewhere. I don’t even know. We’ve taken to putting her in a straight jacket during meals just in case. But… At least Amy shows up on schedule.”

“Really?”

“Yes. She only appears when we give her medication. You’ll see later today. We’ve been considering allowing Clair to eat before medication to avoid any more… accidents.”

“Seems alright. So is there anyone else in my section that has violent tendencies?”

“Only Harold.” The doctor laughed “and he’s harmless. A bit of a biter but only if you try to touch him.”

“So he’s the one who bi-“

“No… Patient twenty-three has been… Getting worse. We think it’s more of a medical condition than a mental one.”

“Why? Have we not found a name out yet?”

“Not yet. He’s been raving. It’s like he has rabies or something but it’s odd really…” The Doctor reached for his breast pocket before sighing “God quitting has been rough.”

“Doc, the patient?”

“Oh right. Where was I? Anyway when no one’s around he doesn’t seem to take aggressive actions. He just sits there… Staring at the wall. He’s like a trip-mine. Once Johnny walked in though twenty-three just went off.”

A small beeping interrupted the two. Checking her watch Joyfields recognized saw that it was meal time for Clair. In this ward they tried to keep meal times separate in order to promote a calmer atmosphere. “Alright doc, well I’m gonna go get Ms. Greenwoods. Meds before or after?”

“Uh, go ahead and do after but put the straight jacket on anyways just in case. I’m still not sure whether Amy comes out for meds or food.” The Doctor stated as he opened the door and left.

“Okay.” Nurse Joyfields said as she turned towards Clair “Ms. Greenwoods?”

“Yeah?” Clair replied in a sullen tone.

“It’s time to eat.”

“What’s the point. I’m just gonna die in here anyways.”

“No you won’t. As long as you take your medicine you’ll be out of here in no time.”

“That’s not what Amy said!”

“Amy is violent and likes to start fights. Come on. Let’s go put on your dinner jacket.”

Clair nodded but found the whole thing somewhat pointless. They always talked to her like a little kid. She wasn’t dangerous. Amy was but only when she needed to be. Like when the Doctor was trying to stab her with a needle.

Nurse Joyfields began fitting the slender woman with the jacket when a loud thud sounded at the door “Just a minute.”

Another loud thud “Just hold on please! You’re gonna enjoy today Clair. Meatloaf.”

“I don’t like meatlo-“ Another loud thud “Hey dick bag! Wait your god damn turn!”

“Cl-“

“Amy.”

“Okay Amy. There’s no need to say that kind-“ Another loud thud, this one sounded like it had broken some of the wood.

“There is when whoever’s on the other side of that door is a cowardly little bitch!” Clair took a few steps away from Nurse Joyfields who just sighed in annoyance.

“Look Clair, if I let them in-“

“Amy you hag! My name is Amy!”

“Sorry, Amy, if I let them in will you behave yourself.”

“Just as long as dumb ass here can keep quiet sure.”

“Alright.” Heading towards the door Nurse Joyfields opened it vaguely noting the small cracks featured all over the door. “Oh hello Doc- What happened to you!?”

Indeed, the doctor was looking much worse for wear. His skin had sunken around a gaping bite wound in his left cheek. Blood was still pouring from it. His eyes appeared to be nothing but white. But it was the snarl on his face that was most out of place on the doctor’s feature. With a savage lunge the doctor sunk his teeth into Joyfield’s throat.

With a gargled scream of pain she tried in vain to fight off the vicious attack.

Amy watched all of this with a bemused expression “Not bad. I’ll have to try that out some day. Seems highly effective.”

This small amount of noise was more than enough to draw the doctor’s attention. He slowly got up from his meal and charged the slender girl.

“Oh? Alright, let’s rumble big fella!” Amy laughed as she grabbed a nearby chair and swung it at the man’s head which caved instantly. “Soft skulled. Just like I thought. Hey Nurse you gonna finish me up so I can go get something to eat or are you gonna just lay there and bleed to death?”

Joyfields, whose skin had paled dramatically since she was bitten, stood up slowly and looked at Clair before she charged her in a fashion similar to the doctor.

“Oh this is too easy!” Amy laughed as she swung again. This time the chair let broke off but the effect was the same. Nurse Joyfields lay dead atop the doctor.

“Well I guess I’m done here.” Amy sighed as she sat on her couch and stared at the bodies. The rush of combat was exhilarating but on the whole that fight just wasn’t worth it. She had seen some gun fighting on the television before The Doctor caught her and changed the channel. That’s what she wanted to do. That or sword fighting. But a chair works just as well.

That’s when Amy noticed something shining on the Doctor’s hip. A few moments later Amy was walking the hallways with a broken chair leg as a club in one hand and the keys to the place in the other. All around her screams of violence erupted as patients and doctors alike fought for their life. Amy was somewhat saddened by how easy it was for her to simply leave. Everyone was too busy in their own fights to involve her.

“So this is outside?” She asked. Amy, having spent her entire life inside, was mostly unimpressed. Even the screams of violence couldn’t make this place any fun. It was a loud bang that caught her attention. She knew that sound! She had memorized it, dreamt about it, and thought about it deeply every day of her short life. Running towards the sound she saw a man dead on the floor. That wasn’t what interested her though. What was fascinating was the thing in his hand. A pistol. It looked just like the one on the Television.

Running towards the corpse she grabbed it in glee. Feeling its weight, which was more than she expected, she pointed it at the man’s corpse and added a second hole to the first. Searching the body for ammo she grinned. This was going to be fun. Just as long as the others didn’t ruin it.

Uriel jumped to a start as she glanced at the man dead at her feet “Oh Amy. You’ve got to learn to control yourself.”

“Hey, this is my show! Buzz off!”

“No, I think you’ve had enough fun. It’s my turn now.” With that in mind Clair, or was it Uriel, began walking towards an office building. Lots of people were dashing into it. Maybe she’d find one of the orderlies in there. She was absolutely starving for some meatloaf.

[Nerjin]

Survivor Turn
 

Spoiler: Survivor Turn (click to show/hide)

Tick 1:
Ugly Jim fires his HMG at the Tank [16/1] and hits! [-150]
Mark fires his SMG at the Tank twice[20, 7/1] and hits both times! [-60]
Ali moves to H55
Clair is standing up [1/3]
Jeffrey fires his SMG at the Tank twice [4, 15/1] and hits both times! [-60]

Tick 2:
Ugly Jim fires his HMG at the Tank [16/1] and hits! [-150]
Ugly Jim’s HMG is Belt-Fed! [Automatic Reload]
Mark fires his SMG at the Tank twice [16, 4/1] and hits both times! [-60]
Ali takes Careful Aim [+5 to Aim roll]
Clair is standing up [2/3]
Jeffrey fires his Pistols at the Tank twice [12, 4/3] and hits both times! [-40]

Tick 3:
Ugly Jim fires his HMG at the Tank [2/1] and hits! [-150]
Mark fires his SMG at the Tank twice [17, 15/1] and hits both times! [-60]
Ali fires her rifle at the Tank [9/5] and hits! [-175]
Clair stands up [3/3]
Jeffrey fires his Pistols at the Tank twice [14, 17/3] and hits both times! [-40]

Tick 4:
Ugly Jim fires his HMG at the Tank [12/1] and hits! [-150]
Mark fires his SMG at the Tank twice [8, 20/1] and hits both times! [-60]
Ali reloads her Bolt-Action Rifle.
Clair moves to K55
Jeffrey fires his Pistols at the Tank twice [8, 6/3] and hits both times! [-40]

Tick 5:
Ugly Jim fires his HMG at the Tank [4/1] and hits! [-150]!
Mark reloads his SMG
Ali enters Overwatch [Bolt-Action Rifle]
Clair enters Overwatch [Bolt-Action Rifle]
Jeffrey fires his Pistols at the Tank twice [5, 11/3] and hits both times! [-40]
Damon is bleeding out! [-20]

Infected Turn

Spoiler: Infected Turn (click to show/hide)

[Ali [OW] – Clair [OW]]
Tick 1:
The Tank attacks Damon! [-40]
Ali takes a reaction shot at the Tank [3/5] and misses!
Clair takes a reaction shot at the Tank [1/10] and misses!

Tick 2:
The Tank attacks Damon! [-40]
Ali reloads her rifle
Clair reloads her rifle

Tick 3:
The Tank attacks Damon! [-40]
Ali fires her rifle at the Tank [18/5] and hits! [-175]
Clair fires her rifle at the Tank [3/10] and misses!

Tick 4:
The Tank attacks Damon! [-40]
Ali reloads her rifle
Clair reloads her rifle

Tick 5:
The Tank attacks Damon! [-40]
Ali fires her rifle at the Tank [4/5] and misses!
Clair fires her rifle at the Tank [10/10] and hits! [-175]
The Tank is burning to death! [-300]

The gun fire, the screaming, all of it. All of it whizzed through Ali’s mind as she watched the howling monstrosity beat Damon into a bloody pulp. Without even realizing it she turn around and ran. “To the safe-room! Better safe than sorry! It’ll all be okay in the safe-room! Better safe than sorry better safe than sorry bettersafethansorrybettersafethansorrybettersafethansorry!”

Her mad flight was interrupted by a scream from Damon. She had heard it before. Back when the infection first hit this city. She had seen it on the news. A man was being ripped apart by the infected and no one stopped to help him. Was she really that cruel? Hadn’t Damon helped her? No. She refused to run away and leave her new friends to die.

Whirling around once she reached the end of the hallway, tears still in her eyes, she lined her sights up on the Tank “No one dies today you son of a bitch!” She said through the sobs still racking her body as she began mechanically placing shots into the hulking creature.

A few moments prior during Ali’s flight Clair was having her own troubles as she barely managed to dodge the large fists of the Tank that sought Damon’s blood. It was really a miracle that she was able to roll away from the two of them “I’ll be right back.” She whispered to Damon though she was fairly certain he did not hear her.

Standing up next to Ugly Jim she did the one thing no one expected. She ran away. Her original plan had been to get slightly further away so that she’d be more accurate with the rifle whose pin-point accuracy was more of a hindrance at close range. Unfortunately a cry of pain filled the air as the ground shook with the force of the Tank’s attack. “No time!” She yelled as she whipped around and started firing at medium range. While most of her shots missed the ones that didn’t did some real damage.

Damon was oblivious to all of this. After one last cry of pain he went silent. He was still very much alive, yes, and very much aware of the pain. But it was like the pain was happening to someone else. He knew it existed. He knew what it meant for him. But as the large fists crashed into him again he wondered. Would it hurt to die? It didn’t hurt when the Tank hit him. At least not after the third or fourth time. Granted Damon had stopped counting after the first stunning blow. He vaguely looked at the tuft of hair on the Tank. It reminded him of a girl he knew. He had been briefly infatuated with her. Especially the weird colors she’d dye her hair. He wondered if he’d see her in the after-life. He wondered if there was an afterlife. Oh, the fists again? That sucks. Damon wasn’t lucid enough to understand what was happening. He wondered how long he had left. Not long, he reckoned.

Spoiler: Map (click to show/hide)

Double Orange Lines = Closed Door [Can be Opened]
Dashed Orange Lines = Open Door [Can be Closed]
Dark Gray Square = Fog of War
 

Spoiler: Player Status (click to show/hide)

Orange Ammo = Explosive Ammo

Well… That was a delight to watch. So I’m thinking that Tank’s are decently powerful to be a threat in confined spaces. It’s good to know. Fun fact: Ali would’ve incapacitated Jeff AND Mark had she not been in Overwatch. Because as we all know, Overwatch and Covering Fire can not result in stray bullets.

Also, Damon’s dying. You should do something about that.

[RangerCado]

Actions:
Move to N56
Revive Damon
Shoot the Tank and overwatch, or only overwatch if only 1 action left after reviving Damon.

[Nerjin]

Oh you big joker you. No. Damon is being attacked by the tank and, as such, is not able to be picked up. He is effectively pinned though he can still take some actions. Same thing for the witch attacks.

[RangerCado]

((Hey, I had to try ))

Actions:
Shoot shoot shoot! (SMG)
Reload
Overwatch (SMG)

[Maxinum McDreich]

(wow, my luck came back to haunt me... thankfully in overwatch)

''History lesson, the 100 year war. Line infantry, line up. Reload, aim, FIRE! Reload, aim FIRE!'' Though her voice was weak and shaky, Ali was determined to save Damon now, and delved into a recess of her brain that separated her from reality, as she methodically kept up a rate of fire against the Tank

Reload.
Careful aim.
Shoot tank.
Reload.
Overwatch.

[scapheap]

Amy took aim "We have to save him." Clair's voice rang in her head "We will." Uriel's, calming instead of cold for once "Let me think, will ya." Amy whispered at them, wishing she was alone. It seem that Sue was gone for now "I think we should kill him." The rest ignored the nameless voice. Amy had took control when they gave her a name, they didn't want a voice that suggested murder every time in control.

Reload
Careful aim
Shoot
Reload
Overwatch

[GiglameshDespair]

"Damn it!" Ugly Jim growled through his teeth. The heavy machine gun bucked in his arms like a wild beast, but he held it unerringly on target, the heavy bullets bursting red explosions of gore from the tank's meaty arms and torso.

Shoot it until out of HMG ammo then switch to dual pistols

((would a tank be distracted by a bile bomb?))

[Nerjin]

Specials and Uber-Zombies are not affected by the bile jar. Although it will lower his sight radius and spawn a horde of commons that'll attack him.

If a special is coated in bile they DO lose their sight radius [theirs behaves the same as a survivors] and sets commons on them.

[RangerCado]

((So, just like the game Only thing we'll have to worry about then will be the tank throwing rubble at us))

[Rolepgeek]

Commons are more powerful since we're in advanced mode.

This should have been done in the first place.

3875-2045=1835; 650 of that damage was from flamethrower/overwatch. This is important because it means I'm probably going to die, especially now that we're out of most of our ammo, including the HMG, our primary source of damage during non-overwatch times.

This should be done now, anyway. Hordes can be handled. If I somehow don't die next turn(Goddamnit Clair, just use the fucking katana; 75*5 is greater than 175*2), which will happen if the tank survives to tick 2 of his turn, by the way, I should be able to slaughter any remaining ones with an auto-kill explosive shotgun meaning I affect a 3 square base 4 square long 5 square wide cone.

Can you overwatch with a melee weapon to attack with it against enemies near you on infected ticks?

[GiglameshDespair]

I don't think we can kill the tank before Damon dies. We can deal around 1585 damage as a maximum, if Clair uses the katana five times, Ali shots her bolt action twice, Ugly Jim fires HMG twice and 2xpistol 3 times, Jeffrey fires 2xpistol five times and Mark fires his smg 4 times in double tap. If he doesn't reload we can bump the damage up to 1625 if he fires his 2xpistol twice.

If you deploy the incendiary ammo before turn two we can do 1880 damage in my calculations - as long as no one misses. If Ugly Jim misses with the HMG even once, he's dead for sure. If The bolt action rifle misses once, damon is dead. If anything but a single 2xpistol shot misses, damon ends as crunchy paste.

That's with the Incendiary ammo taking a single turn to unpack, which as far as I remember it does, but we were quite terrible at remembering details to do with them.