|
Post by elisebambi on Feb 25, 2012 23:25:39 GMT
1.) Introduction, to the Tales from the [noun]!
So, Because I am durp, and durp is durp, with more durp, I am going to durp on this durping thread, with more durp. Oh, and, also, This thread will have a series of my AARs on it, as well as some other chatter (such as bugs I notice, general strategies, fail moments in RS for me, etc, etc, etc.) so. The post below this one (Yeah, I reserved an entire page BECAUSE I LIKE BEING ABLE TO LINK to each post in an organizedish way, and, stuff. SO. YEAH. :>
|
|
|
Post by elisebambi on Feb 25, 2012 23:25:59 GMT
|
|
|
Post by elisebambi on Feb 25, 2012 23:26:44 GMT
3.) Strategy, Techniques, Penis Monsters, and other interesting things.The entire plan of Deboruh Andursun's survival. Dat city. i.imgur.com/Qe1sy.jpgAnd then I died in a sewer i.imgur.com/0Kk2T.png Whoops. GREAT CITY, Small mind. Gj Elise.
|
|
|
Post by elisebambi on Feb 25, 2012 23:27:02 GMT
Tales from the [Noun] On a Midnight Clear Deborah Anderson, It was just a few minutes after midnight on The actual date Day Zero. Deborah, a civilian in the town of REDACTED awoke to the sound of hurried footsteps, and panting. Dan Lewis, a man who she was close friends/strangers/doesn't matter because DIS B A STORY GAIZ. Was standing in her room, brandishing a shotgun. He didn't seem to notice her, at all, and continued to trek from her door to her window. "W-Wait!" She hyperlinked shouted, to which he replied, "A cell phone! Great!"
Deborah discovered over the next thirty minutes that the zombie apocalypse, that she had thought would be so tottttallly awesome if it happened... was happening. Her loosely formed survival plan would get her through it; loot the mega-lo-mart, hide somewhere, ????, profit! Quickly proved to be a bad, bad plan. Not only was mega-lo-mart looted, completely, but it was swarming with zombies. She had to figure out a better way.
She was not well prepared, her home was in shambles, her friends were nowhere to be found, and every store she passed was looted, or under control of very, very territorial survivors; except one. A hunting good store. She quickly learned to use a bow, and how to arm bear traps... unfortunately, she didn't learn how to disarm them properly.
|
|
|
Post by elisebambi on Feb 25, 2012 23:27:25 GMT
I think I need to count to 14. yeah? yeah. so, eleven!
|
|
|
Post by elisebambi on Feb 25, 2012 23:33:11 GMT
10
|
|
|
Post by elisebambi on Feb 25, 2012 23:33:37 GMT
9
|
|
|
Post by elisebambi on Feb 25, 2012 23:34:06 GMT
8
|
|
|
Post by elisebambi on Feb 25, 2012 23:49:43 GMT
7
|
|
|
Post by elisebambi on Feb 25, 2012 23:52:45 GMT
6
|
|
|
Post by elisebambi on Feb 25, 2012 23:53:10 GMT
9
|
|
|
Post by elisebambi on Feb 25, 2012 23:54:49 GMT
12
|
|
|
Post by elisebambi on Feb 25, 2012 23:55:09 GMT
|
|
|
Post by elisebambi on Feb 25, 2012 23:55:36 GMT
15
|
|
|
Post by elisebambi on Feb 25, 2012 23:55:56 GMT
15. Bugs & Such;
For Roguejacked eyes only (but not really)
I RUV U, U HAS MY BABY NAO?
Do NPCs run ever? (I can't tell if they are or not!)
Does running effect the likelihood of triggering and/or destroying traps? If not, it really should.
|
|