Burt Goldstine3
Burt looks around, but the only thing that he can grab before fleeing from the burning house are his glasses. Alongside with Gretel, they run towards the crazied streets, surrounded by chaos, loots and anarchy.
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Immediately, a small mob notices the siblings!
"Hey! It's Burt, that asshole that is angry all the time!"
"We should, like, totally beat him up. That way we can release all of our pent up frustration doing something that isn't an orgy"
"Oh, but his sister Gretel is there! Isn't she super nice to the community?"
"Fuck that, she has a canteen, those things are pretty rare except for scavengers. Let's take her's and use it as a form of bribery."
The stereotypical mob approaches, raising fists and random things that are being used as melee weaponry.
Neil Serrano6!
Turns out, there's not even a flame thrower and Molotov Militia. How has this conclave survived for so long? Probably it's due to plot armour, don't question it. Neil, angered at the inefficiency of the bureocratic system of Sanfrisco, proclaims his own flamethrower Militia, with him being the leader.
He doesn't have to wait for people to sign up. Turns out, people have been burning things for a while, but being counterproductive has bored a minority, while several of the cool looking people from the melee militia deciding that I'd be dope to actually go out with a flamethrower in hand.
Neil Serrano "
Hot Serrano's Fiery Liberation Front" (or Hosefiunfro, for those who are to lazy to say the whole thing) is formed of 30 members, without including the pamphlet sharers, but sadly they only have homebrewed Molotov's and Flamethrowers.
Jane Von Doof
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Jane quickly devises a hive mind controlling program, attaches it to herself, and happily jumps into the dark cloud of darkness that is her creation. Her happiness is quickly replaced by horrifying pain, but Jane can't scream, as her vocal chords desintegrate in a matter of seconds. The pain becomes numbingly underwhelming...
And it ends as quickly as it has begun. Jane looks around, confused. The lab is still ruined, but the Swarm is all gone... What happened? She gets up, and quickly looks at her reflection. Yep, still the same clothes, the same glasses... What exactly has transpired?
She looks exactly the same as before, but she feels stronger, more powerful...
Jane raises her hand. Immediately, it morphs into a black mass of Nanobots which impact against a broken desk, and devour it in seconds. Once the Nanobots morph back into her arm, she feels...more energized.
Several Nanobots tentacles burst out of her skin and raise Jan above the ground, and she finally realizes what has happened. The Nanobot Swarm hasn't gone anywhere, she's the Nanobot Swarm!
Mason Moretti4
Mason signals Tulip, and they make their way across the streets, with bullets flying by, explosion shaking the ground, and the walls of the city shaking under zombie pressure.
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For obvious reasons, nobody wants to molest Tulip's pet, so people pretty much stop their anarchist rampages to salute Tulip, compliment her, and once she's out of range, proceed with their assbeating. This means Mason is able to get to the Burger Joint with no difficulty. Once inside he checks the food, puts it inside kid meal boxes (those are the most resilient!), and puts the following food inside his bags;
9 patties, 4 lettuces, 14 tomatoes, 1 cheese and 13 buns.
By the fact that most of employees are mostly dead, except for one that is talking to a Middle aged white woman, who is asking for the manager, it seems that the rest of food has been already raided.
Gretel Goldstine1
Gretel runs at the sinks and attempts to fill the canteen with water, but the explosion has destroyed the water pipes. She decides to check for any bottles or ice, but once she starts to search, she realizes that she actually needed to buy those two items today, but she lost track of time by talking with an old acquaintance she hadn't seen for a while, and then she had to visit the neighbors...
With no water in sight, she follows Burt to the streets, only to be confronted by a stereotypical mob from a Purge movie! They even refuse to acknowledge their friendships with her just to get her empty canteen! So materialistically inconsiderate!
Also, yeah, walls fall next next turn.
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Topic: Roll to Survive the Zombie Apocalypse (Read 1984 times)