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Sorry, Kedly and pisskop. I already chose the five I'm starting with. I'll put you on the waiting list; if someone dies, you can get people. Anyone can suggest actions for anyone, though.

Victor Sulu wakes up in his MMA studio with the girls he was "working out" with, Jamie and Gretchen. The three of them get some warmer clothes on and chat, considering what to do about breakfast, or perhaps brunch--it's about 10. After ten or twelve minutes and most of his second cup of coffee, Victor realises what's been bugging him since he woke up. It's quiet,with the sounds of the Windy City reduced to a breeze whistling across the new snow and the occasional pigeon trying to find a warmer spot.

Jessica Blanc wakes up around the same time, having fallen asleep studying for a math test. She was homeschooled, and her (divorced) mom was brutal about this kind of thing. She wouldn't get the morning off, and her afternoon was only free because her father couldn't meet with them on Christmas proper. She shuffled sleepily into the kitchen and wondered what time it was. Just after ten--WTF? Where was Mom? Jessica turned on the radio to listen to music while she made coffee and eggs, but nothing played but static.

Phillip Anderson woke up sadly. It's horrible, especially since it was Christmastime. Only another week until the hearing. He's late for jogging--three hours late, and he hasn't gotten breakfast yet--but who cares? He's got a free day. He sets out for jogging a bit after 10, and the first thing he notices is the snow, nice and white, almost covering the abandoned cars, doors left open, in both lanes pointing out. The Department's going to be busy today...

Eric Romani awoke suddenly. It took a moment to realize what woke him up--not noise, but silence. He got dressed and wondered what to do.

Robert Johnson slowly woke up. He noticed several other students doing the same. Man, what a wild party. Just imagine what tomorrow will be like. He got up, careful not to disturb the girl sleeping next to him, and tried to find his shoes when he noticed the most conscious students huddled around a HAM radio or something. He slurred a greeting at them, but they didn't respond. After another couple attempts at getting their attention, one of the students looked up and said, "The school's under quarantine. Be quiet, we're trying to listen."

What do these five luckless souls do? They have about two hours left this turn. (I've decided to divide each day into eight three-hour "turns," and each turn into actions as needed.)

You could always make it an NPC?

I'd prefer not to run my own character in a tournament I'm running.

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Eight souls are found, in a fight among eight beings.

One soul feels it and decides it means he's a god. Jeekins the kobold with this delusion takes gatorhide armor and a plundered gold dwarven scepter with diamond spikes for a mace. His target, who he spies while in hiding, is an elf who has been banished for a mistake, losing even his name. He wears travelling clothes and carries a bow and a pair of long, thin knives.

Miles to the north and a thousand feet higher, a raccoon steals a fine bronze axe. Darwuf, the smith who made the axe, notes this and runs from his volcanic forge, shouting angrily at the beast and waving a stone smithing hammer.

Heading west over the mountains, there is another fortress with a tavern. Two dwarves, a hired hand named Barloff and a cheesemaker named Urist, are having a dispute over dealing with the neighboring human city-state, which has gone so far as to allow goblins to enter its gates and even trade. Barloff grabs a stone mug, Urist a chair, and they begin to fight.

In this very city-state--Goldenroads--another dispute was starting over equally trivial matters. A goblin trader named Gartuk and a native taxidermist named Ger were arguing over how much a fine lion pelt was worth. It's hard to say if Ger drew his small crossbow an instant before or barely after Gartuk snatched an axe from a nearby merchant, but either way a fight was starting.

Eight beings and more watched the fights.

What do all of you do?

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Jim is fine, and has almost finished building a diggerbot--a robot with five spidery legs and a pick and a shovel for hands, which will be good for digging. Hence the name. It also has a modified flare gun, firing explosive charges, on its left (shovel) arm and a pistol in its right. All he needs is to make the head and the CPU. He did, indeed, put you in the bed, and notes that someone who knows how to cook and ideally clean better than either of you would be nice.
What do you want to do today?

Quote from: MetalSlimeHunt on September 13, 2012, 10:10:00 pm

Nothing. Even a known threat which assures certain death will probably end up with 5% of the population staying behind. People are stubborn like that.

Pretty much this. You will always have some percentage that decides they would rather stay with their belongings and wait rather then flee, or decides to stay and help for those who are infected, or is just too busy looting everything left instead of leaving.

Really the only guaranteed way to remove all people from the city would be if the disaster itself removed them, such as aliens beaming everyone up overnight or something like that. But in any city of decent size there isn't really any way to get everyone to flee willingly, regardless of what you do.

95% is good enough.

Quote from: Wrex on September 13, 2012, 09:40:25 pm

Slow zombies would trigger mass evacuation. I Think.

Seems more likely that containment would happen first, to stop the chance of zombie 'infection' spreading.  That is after figuring that there is really a zombie outbreak happening in the first place...

Some idiots high on bath salts who try to eat people are referred to as zombies. If they became infectious, the president would probably call them zombies.

Quote from: MetalSlimeHunt on September 13, 2012, 10:10:00 pm

Nothing. Even a known threat which assures certain death will probably end up with 5% of the population staying behind. People are stubborn like that.

Always amazes me there's people who stay on Ocracoke and Hatteras when a hurricane is coming.
(For those not familiar, these are two of North Carolina's barrier islands -- basically overgrown sandbars that are 50 miles out in the ocean. With houses on them. And at least a handful of grizzled old coots who refuse to evacuate because their fathers never evacuated, and their fathers' fathers never evacuated, and so forth.)

How'd they live long enough to have children and children's children?

It happened again.
Why does it seek me? Why does it seek me? Why does it seek me?
Release them from the prison. Release them. Release.
Happen. Release the population. It goes. It goes. It goes. Freedom for the unjust.

Yes. I imagine DF players in 2050 end up going insane.

...How is that different from now?

Now it seems as though they're here to stay.

That would make sense, but it's not what was suggested.