Poke the body again to be absolutely sure it won't attack anymore. Once you're sure that thing died, victory screech, then check his body for potential bananas. If he doesn't have any, eat one of these perfect curvacious yellow fruits from your pocket, then go through the door that chinese man went through earlier and assess the situation.
Yup. It's dead. Bubbles shrieks and holds his golf club horizontally above his head, jumping around in crazed triumph before messily stuffing a banana in his mouth and sprinting down the hallway and into the stairwell.
The Chinaman is in a bad way. He is lying on his back, bruised and bloodied, and there is a walking corpse looming menacingly over him.
"Zombies? Oh great. I was telling everyone that in this state of living there were no less than 5 possible causes for zombie apocalypse with all the requirements met. EVERYONE! GET IN THE GOLF CART IF YOU WANT TO LIVE!"
Get my nearby neighbors into the golf cart, and then start driving it down the building, mowing down anything that gets in my way with it.
This means saving the guy who I think just tumbled down the stairs first.
(question: what are zombie points for?)
Gary pulls on his driving goggles and revs his golf cart, [1] driving it awkwardly through the door and sort of getting stuck in the narrow hallway. He backs up and goes forward, conducting a 9 point turn while shouting at everyone to get in the golf cart. It takes him forever, but he eventually gets it oriented correctly and facing straight down the hallway.
Right now, you can use zombie points to buy zombies on a one for one basis. In the very near future, you will be able to buy whatever items you want for zombie points. I'm adding a preliminary list to the original topic post. Suggest items that you want and I'll add them.
Jie'd have to check on his injuries later, his plan hadn't gone as well as he thought. The wannabe warrior let out a small chuckle of self-loathing: He'd worried about looking like a fool for going to arms over nothing, but now there was a cause for going to arms and here he was, looking like a fool.
Although the person who'd just panicked and screamed about zombies was a decidedly bigger fool. Whoever they were, they'd need to learn to stay cool very quickly.
Jie drew back both his legs before kicking out at his assailant's own. If the kick connected, Jie'd follow up with a push or second kick to knock his attacker down the stairs. If the kick missed, Jie'd draw his dao and slash at the corpse. If he failed yet again (which seemed a worryingly probable possibility at this point), he'd draw his knife and swing or stab that too, with his main goal being to push away his attacker..
What the hell was going on?
((Basically, do the very first part of this attack (not the roll and punch afterwards) followed up by a shove. If that fails, attack with all available weaponry with the aim of pushing the corpse back.))
[4] Jie's first kick connects hard, twisting back the zombie's arm and throwing him off balance. He rocks back and adds his weight to a double kick to the zombie's chest, [2]vs[2] connecting far too low and hitting the zombie at the hips. The corpse topples over onto Jie, clawing awkwardly at him as he draws his knife and [6]vs[1] plunges it deep into the ghoul's eyesocket, crunching audibly through the sphenoid bone as Jie braces one hand around the hilt and pushes as hard as he can with his other hand on the butt of the blade. The knife slides in far, the top of the hilt disappearing into the putrid oozing jelly of the ocular humors. The corpse shudders to a tetanic stop.
[+5 zombie points!]A pale woman with hollow, dead eyes shambles up the stairs and dully regards Jie and the inert corpse slumped over him. A split second passes, and she lunges.
"Thats Fine with me Mr."
Onto the Golf Cart I go!
[1] The pygmy is so short that he has to climb onto the golf cart seat and lay on his stomach while kicking his legs to get up on it, but he finally does. It's very physically humorous, like Don Quixote or The Three Stooges.
"Damn vagabonds, ruining the scenery."
Smash one vagabonds head with the baseball bat and use telekinesis to pierce another vagabonds throat with my knife.
??? lets out a terrified scream and [5]vs[3] runs over to bring ??? baseball bat down hard on the head of the masked pygmy in the front seat of the golf cart. Bonk! The masked midget cries out in pain and reflexively aims a stubby kick [1]vs[5] at Walter's wrist, but ??? pulls out of the way easily and the tiny foot slashes air, throwing the pygmy off balance and leaving him flailing on his back in his seat.
John now has
a large bump on his head. Ow.Walter levitates the knife into the air, spinning it with what appears to be deadly precision towards Gary's throat! [3]vs[3] Gary watches in indignant shock as the knife misses him by a mile and lodges deeply in the plastic canopy of the golf cart.
"Uh... yes! Definitely! Just let me get my stuff!"
Edgar grabs his chainsaw, soldering iron, and whatnot, then gets on the golf cart. Shouting about zombies the whole time.
Edgar runs up just in time to see his neighbor Gary sitting in a golf cart next to a flailing midget in a ski mask, as a pale and androgynous human clubs the midget with a baseball bat and seemingly magically levitates a knife into the canopy of the golf cart. My, things have escalated quickly. Still screaming about zombies, Edgar jumps in the back of the cart with his chainsaw at the ready and all of his other potentially useful worldly possessions close at hand. The moaning and screaming from outside is getting louder.
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Topic: Zombie Survival RTD: Turn 4: 6/6 (Read 8366 times)