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It's cool to read.

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It's kind of obtuse.

4 (8%)

Pretensious

4 (8%)

Stop ripping it off, Kitten, you hack.

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No

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Total Members Voted: 48

[Travisplo]

And close the doors leading away from a hall leading of the kitchen. Go as far away from the kitchen as you can, and still be able to throw a bundle, open a door to the side that does not lead into another hall, but an individual room, go in, wrap the knuckles in a bit of your shirt, light the bundle of shirt and knuckles, and toss it at the kitchen. After you throw it, immediately close the door so you are in the room.

[Graknorke]

Why throw away both of the knuckles?

[Aseaheru]

Two things to throw perhaps?

[ICBM pilot]

We have gasoline, why not make a trail of it leading away from the kitchen then use it as a fuse?

[gman8181]

We have gasoline, why not make a trail of it leading away from the kitchen then use it as a fuse?

That's what I was getting at when I suggested looking for something liquid flammable.

+1

[Travisplo]

We have gasoline, why not make a trail of it leading away from the kitchen then use it as a fuse?

But we don't and now the kitchen is flooded with gas, so we can't go in there without asphyxiating.

[Parisbre56]

Next thing we know, the ship explodes and sinks because of the fire and we become castaways on an remote tropical island in the middle of the ocean. Half the lifeboats make land on one side of the island and the other half on the other. And then we find some small horse facilities and strange things start happening...

[Graknorke]

Also, make sure that we don't cut off the route to the lifeboats. That would be unfortunate.

[Kitten Snot]

You walk through the hall, tearing off a bit of your shirt. Or, trying to, at least. Ever tried ripping off a bit of shirt with nothing but your bare hands? Fortunately, you remember the knife and cut off a large bit.
Then you realise that the required piece is large enough to make the shirt mostly pointless. you groan in annoyance. You wrap the knuckles in shirt, set it on fire and off it goes!
It doesn't go far enough. You walk over to it, and kick it into the gasoline. The sudden heat takes your breath as you stagger back from the inferno. You hear a scream from the kitchen as you manage to get out of the hallway.

You cough a whole lot when you close the door, almost to the point that you choke. Fortunately, you pull yourself up, greedily sucking in air as you stagger through the hall, dizzy from air-loss.
You fall to the ground and have a nice little purge. Which is to say, you vomit up your food from earlier. that leaves you sick, hurt and RAVENOUS. Your hands are shaking as you pull yourself up.
Looking around, you seem to be in the main dining hall. There's no food around, but no zombies either. You stumble through, towards the stairs. You are about to go up when you get pulled back by a cold hand on your shoulder.
You turn around and stab whoever grabbed you.

Sadly, that seems to have been a survivor. She looks like she's been surviving off of scraps. she falls to the ground, crying about her parents before expiring in short order.
After giving a small moment of respect, doing what was needed and wrapping her in a table cloth you go up the stairs. You seem to have reached the last level before you reach the top deck. It's that place where people can look out at the sea in comfort. Those fancy romantic spots n' all that.
It's absolutely PACKED with zombies. You are going to need a way through.

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Paco Iglesias.
Health: Sick.
Energy: Tired.
Armor: a shirt, a pair of jeans and sport shoes
Hunger: fed
Inventory:knife,torch, a taser(half charge), and an empty plastic bag.

[Graknorke]

>Reflect on your conservative ineptitude
>Examine environment further while hidden (What's on the deck other than open space, what kind of rooms are they, what kind of furniture is out, and anything else of note).

[Cain12]

>Reflect on your conservative ineptitude
>Examine environment further while hidden (What's on the deck other than open space, what kind of rooms are they, what kind of furniture is out, and anything else of note).

+1, that poor fellow survivor.

[Kitten Snot]

It's nothing but chairs and windows. Blood is everywhere...
Yeah, basic observation thingie. Still, the way to the door is short. Maybe you can make it.
You think about how wise that choice would be, and do your best to remove the recent murder you performed out of your mind. Things happen, and she just disturbed someone on edge and holding a weapon.
It's her fault. Not yours.

You feel even more light-headed then before and proceed to vomit up some blood. After you're done, the zombies have noticed you standing there.
Yeah, you're fucked.
You rush towards the exit, throwing off the occasional zombie and biting through the pain of an injury, but it's not enough. One of them grabs you by the ankle and bites down, tearing out your Achilles tendon.
You desperately try to fight them off, but it's to no avail. They come from all directions, eating you alive.

YER DED.

The orders that are needed are how Zero will deal with the fire in the kitchen and any other stuff that might have happened.

[RadtheCad]

Wonder where TW's gotten to.

[Aseaheru]

Did we leave her in the kitchen?

[Gamerlord]

*pops back in now that POV-change to a survivor is over*

So, who's dead?