|
Post by Scruffington on Aug 13, 2008 0:42:45 GMT -5
You fucking faggots.
---
You wake up. Your room seems exactly the same as you left it last night. There's a package of Nibs on the ground, and some iced tea beside it. You're still fully dressed and a little hung-over, but other than that, things are looking up.
What now?
|
|
|
Post by Sweden Kjeldsen on Aug 13, 2008 13:31:11 GMT -5
Look for plastic bottle to fill with water and green powder
|
|
|
Post by Scruffington on Aug 13, 2008 17:58:10 GMT -5
You dump out the iced tea in the bathroom and after filling it up with some water from the tap, you return to your room. You can't find any green powder, but you figure that a handful of the astroturf that you use for your carpet will be enough. After some vigorous crushing and shaking motions, you have successfully completed your astroturf shitmix.
What now?
|
|
|
Post by Bloodcider on Aug 13, 2008 18:38:31 GMT -5
Put the deathmix in your inventory for later. Put the Nibs in there too. I don't know what the fuck those are but I'm guessing some kind of snack food. Also, your inventory is your pockets, and possibly your ass.
Put on a fresh pair of pants, leave the house and look at your surroundings.
|
|
|
Post by ADAM>>>> on Aug 14, 2008 1:47:55 GMT -5
Eat the Nibs while drinking your ice tea. While doing so realize how boring your life is and think of a hobbie to take part in. Also put on pants and turn the TV on to see if the world has been taken over by zombies yet.
|
|
|
Post by Scruffington on Aug 16, 2008 14:08:08 GMT -5
You cram your nibs and your deathmix into your hammerspace, throw on some fresh pants, and head outside. Your street and house look pretty much the same as they did last night, although there aren't a lot of cars going by today. Sighing, you head inside and prepare yourself for another boring day. You retrieve your deathmix and nibs from your hammerspace and begin your feast. The nibs are stale and you're pretty sure the deathmix is clogging up vital parts of your digestive tract, but fuck it, there's no way in hell you're going to make a decent breakfast.
After forcing down the astroturf and sugary goodness, you flip on your television only to discover that yes, it is indeed the zombie apocalypse. Most major urban centers have already gone down, and now it's beginning to spread to smaller establishments. Like the one you live in.
What now?
|
|
|
Post by ADAM>>>> on Aug 17, 2008 16:31:02 GMT -5
Try calling friends to recruit a team. This team consists of Dave, DAver, James, Tom and Zak. If able to get hold of all friends plan a meeting spot. Also start grabbing weapons around your house. Example: wooden sword, axe and knives. Also start filling up bottles of water and any type of food that won't perish in a back pack.
|
|
|
Post by Bloodcider on Aug 17, 2008 21:33:34 GMT -5
Fuck that, call up your parents and see if you can stay at their place for the duration.
|
|
|
Post by ADAM>>>> on Aug 18, 2008 3:38:53 GMT -5
Bloodcider this is my adventure, not yours.
|
|
|
Post by Sweden Kjeldsen on Aug 18, 2008 13:20:05 GMT -5
I wrote the first reply in this thread. This adventure is obviously mine.
|
|
|
Post by Bloodcider on Aug 18, 2008 14:39:48 GMT -5
This is Tom's adventure you fuckheads. He's just taking your advice.
|
|
|
Post by Scruffington on Aug 18, 2008 18:51:09 GMT -5
You get on the phone and manage to get a hold of everyone except Daver. You tell them to all meet at your house, since you aren't quite dressed and/or ready. While they are on their way, you find your wooden practice sword and your crossbow, which satisfies you for the moment. You are pretty sure that you can kill any zombies along the way and then some with your excellent wooden katana skills. Because you are so very tough. With a wooden sword. Unfortunately, you don't find much in the way of food. You already have the Nibs and the loaf of bread you bought two weeks ago is pretty moldy. On the plus side, you have lots of empty bottles, so you fill up enough for your band of merry men. After getting your supplies, you decide to give your parents a ring. No answer. You're a little worried, so you decide to try and convince the band of merry men that you need to visit their house first.
What now?
|
|
|
Post by Bloodcider on Aug 27, 2008 12:32:33 GMT -5
Go to Daver's house instead! How are you supposed to finish Jerry and Friends 2 if he's too dead to play the Jock?!?
|
|
|
Post by Sweden Kjeldsen on Sept 1, 2008 14:56:56 GMT -5
This is Tom's adventure you fuckheads. He's just taking your advice. Ok, then, my advice is buy yourself a banjo, it's a lovely instrument.
|
|
|
Post by Scruffington on Sept 2, 2008 15:12:25 GMT -5
Everyone shows up. Dave is wielding a handful of drywall dust, Zak is wielding his half-retarded dog, James has an air rifle and Tom brought nothing but his Toyota Corolla. You seem to be the most prepared, and everyone simultaneously votes you in as supreme leader of Team Lethbridge. Despite this, everyone starts shouting as soon as you say you want to stop by your parents' house and see if you can locate Daver.
What now?
|
|