Wistuffly INC. Presents, Breathing Again

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A most welcoming welcome to you all, boils and ghouls. Today, I bring you another lovely game to play. However, it is not like my previous games, found here. No no ladies and gentlemen, this will be a much darker tale. You are familiar with the term, "Zombie" yes? Those who were once alive, turned dead and back again to eat people? That's what this whole thing is going to be about. An undead RPG. I've decided to create this as I lack things to do. But let us shamble on to the actual game.

So, as stated, this a zombie game. It plays just like my other game, post by post. I cannot release too many details, as it would spoil some parts of the game. You will be a (most likely temporary) survivor of the apocalypse. Scavenging for supplies, forms of defense against the dead, other survivors, and all in all salvation. This will not be an easy task by any stretch of the imagination, and you will most likely die a few times. Now, you don't get booted out of the topic for dying, as it will most likely be very common. Instead, each and every time you die, you create a new character. These characters don't differ a whole lot, as you have minor influence on what your character may be. You could say your character was a cop before the zombie outbreak, but elephant people from Mars are shunned upon.

Now, in the pursuit of keeping things brief, let us begin playing the game, alright? You may begin with viewing your current surroundings. But remember those few who dare brave this tale. You are never alone.

((If you have any questions or suggestions, do say so! Thanks for playing.))

>Quite. Use the knife to get their arms out of the way ((assuming that they are shambling towards me with their arms outstretched in my direction)) and then attempt to stab their throat with the scissors.

Clara walks away from the guard, slightly annoyed by his manner. She shrugs, "Guess we're walking then..."

Estrios) You make quick work of their arms, pushing them away with the knife for a clear shot to the neck. With a downward strike, you plunge the pair of scissors into it's neck. You reel back, as the man stumbles to the ground after the attack. It begins to get back up, the scissors still in his neck. You can hear more of them coming down the hall. Action?

Jayers) You turn back to the group and tell them the news. Some glances of disappointment are shared, but the group gets ready to go. Tyrone looks at one of the cars. "How touch do you think that glass is," he says indirectly.

Clara paused, wondering if Tyrone was thinking about what she thought he was.
"We should get going..." she blinked, getting herself ready to leave.

Define "Dead"

Jayers) You gather up the group and your remaining supplies, and begin to the end of the checkpoint. To pass, you must be checked over again before continuing. Do you agree to the security check?

Ant) About to bite your leg dead.

Oh dude what de heck is dis?

>Before the man can get up, take out the scissors and stab his head/neck repeatedly

Jayers) As you go through the process, you hear the smashing of a thin clear material behind you. Everyone goes to look, and you can clearly see Tyrone in the middle of hijacking a car. The engine revs as Larissa and Davis get into the car. "You coming or what! Hurry!" Tyrone yells.

Estrios) You rush the man again, rip the scissors out, and begin plunging them into his head and neck area over and over again. After a good stabbing, the man falls to the ground. He seems to be dead, this time. Another zombie comes through the hall, arms outstretched.

Clara doesn't particularly agree with stealing, but she would rather be with this group than on her own, especially since no one will tell her what is going on and why they're being evacuated. Quickly, she gets into the car. Making enemies wasn't her plan but it looks like she'll have to deal with a guard or two next time they reach a checkpoint.

Jayers) You hop in the car with Tyrone, David, and Larissa. You can see sparsk fly as Tyrone finishes hot wiring the car, guards shouting and pulling out their firearms. As Tyrone puts the pedal to the metal, you hear a gunshot ring through the air. The bullet busts through the back of the car, shattering the glass. You three four speed away down the highway, far enough away from the cops to be considered safe. You feel as if you've forgotten something, when you realize you have forgotten Jarrod.

Ant) Sheesh. Looks like you go their blood all over your text when you stabbed them in the head, subduing them.

Estrios) You successfully swat the arms away just like last time, but you miss when you go for the strike. With the chance of a counter attack, the mook you're fighting takes a chomp out of your other arm. The bite makes you yank your arm away. Both of your forearms are bleeding, and are impaired. Next action?

(Omfg Wisty i'm dying of laughter for some reason xD)

"Aww shit. Guys where did you last see Jarrod? We should probably go back for him..."