Honestly, if this thing gets a tvtropes page i'm gonna flip. Like a motherfucking pirouette off the handle, flying through the sky and landing on the moon.
What do we do with these poor sods? I-I don't know. Putting them out of their misery might be best... But, I can't do it. I just can't even look at them. She starts sobbing
Why is everything so FUCKED UP! I don't even want to believe this! PEOPLE DID THIS. Actual people. I-i Thought I was an evil bitch who should die sooner rather then later, but now I-... I don't even know anymore. This is pure evil. So what the fuck does that make me?She sits down, puts her hands in front of her face, and just starts crying in her earnest. TW puts a comfortng hand on her shoulder.
I don't wanna do this anymore...I'd try healing the H9's but... There's nothing to heal. This is just how they are now. Their DNA has been twisted into that. They aren't even humans anymore. They can barely move... I'd say killing them might be the most humane option.Alright, and what will we do with the things that did this.I don't think you require me or Diane to figure that out.As luck would have it, there is a video camera in here. You take a look at one of the tapes. Some are subject interviews.
You discover the intelligence dampening was a slow process. Most victims were terrified as they realized they were losing themselves. You snap the tape in half, and load up a new one to overwrite.
You create your video, showing the people in the cages, and explaining the other monstrosities that they created. Namely, TW, a zombie virus, et cetera.
You are going to continue the rest later. Need to figure out a speech for it. Your companions seem to like the plan of starting a sort of cult.
The writer sure writes a lot about cults, doesn't he?
You decide to start waiting them out. On the other hand, you don't have the patience for it, nor do you have the food. The clincher came when there was a banging at the door.
You open the door, up having your gun trained on it. Before you can shoot, however, you are bowled over, making the shot go wide. You struggle to get whatever it is that's on you off. TW and Diane pull the thing off, and you prepare to shoot until you see what it is.
It's a girl. The lower bady is covered in bandages, and she has multiple surgery scars, but it's clearly a girl. She has hair with all the colors of the rainbow, which is beyond odd.
H-help me. she rasps out, with a lot of difficulty. Whatever it is she needs help from, it seems to have stopped upon seeing you. The scientist's head exploded from your handcannon, and the door quickly shuts.
She walks back a bit. Looks like she uses all her limbs to move.
She must be that genetically accepting subject they talked about! She looks like she's been through a lot.TW proves right, as she promptly collapses. Looks like she has some wounds on her back. She bleeding a whole bunch... Theresa wastes no time in getting to work on the new arrival.
What now?
Zero's stats:
Health: Fine
Energy: Rested
Armor: Bulletproof vest, strong pants, good stompin' boots, Helmet.
Hunger: well-fed.
Durability level: 2
Inventory:28 worms(dead).Smith & Wesson Model 500 (loaded), 3 .50 caliber bullets, 3 ammo boxes of .50 cal ammo. MP5SFA3, 2 clips.
Gun experience: Can hit stuff.
Safe-house security: Existent
Rage: Extremely Ready.
Diane's stats:
Health: still somewhat harmed
Energy: fine
Hunger: well-fed
Armor: Military armor. Bulletproof vest, a strong pair of pants,simple shoes
Inventory: hunting rifle, Pinkamena's Knife.
Horde.
A bunch of normals, A bunch of Spitters ,80-ish armored , An amount of actors, a larger amount of anklebiters,Snowflake, One Banshee, Blood-wing(outside, somewhere), one crawler, one brutish bear.
In total, you have 2300 or so zombies.
Friend:Bennie(missing!)
?: Mallable Subject
Caretaker: "Theresa's Whisper"
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