Escape from Zambies

[Guy Montag]

The following is a text-based ADVENTURE GAEM in the style of Tosty Kig's 'You are Hoovy Woopons Goo'. This GAEM however is based on zombie escape in counterstrike and has no beautiful MS paint pictures, just my incredible descriptive skills.

GAME START

You are FRANK, a SWAT counter-terrorist trapped aboard the death star with a massive amount of TERRORISTS and COUNTER-TERRORISTS. You had conventions at the same planet-destroying battle station on the same weekend due to poor planning. However, you've all been getting along great after the zombie virus was discovered aboard the station and you collectively resolved to make it out of there before the place completes its SELF-ASPLOSION SEQUENCE to wipe out the increasing numbers of ZAMBIES.

You yourself are in convention hall THETA-44 with roughly 20 other COUNTER-TERRORISTS when the intercom pings to life:

"EVERYBODY GET OUT THERE'S ZAMBIES"

There's two seconds of awkward silence before it adds another loud message.

"... GET TO A POD BAY OR A SHIP HANGAR"

Filled with resolve by the possibility of not running and not not getting your brains eaten, you decide whoever was on the intercom has a few good ideas.

Obvious exits are NORTH, SOUTH, and DENNIS. Items of interest in the THETA-44 convention hall are FRUIT PUNCH, FRUIT PUNCH BOWL, both on the nearby TABLE. There are also numerous CHAIRS.

YON INVENTORY:

9mm Pistol
Cool Kevlar
Pretty Uncomfortable Gas Mask
Empty Paper Cup (it had punch, but you drank it)

WHAT WOULDST THOU DIEU?

[tomm]

>make a barricade on all exits except north, then use the remaining chairs to make a fort. use Kevlar as roof.

[Guy Montag]

edit: whoops, misread your post, sorry.

Realizing ZAMBIES could be closing in on you as you speak, you manage to set the chairs and table to block the SOUTH exit. The table is used to block the SOUTH. Given that the doors are fairly wide, your barricade would probably be a minor obstacle for ZAMBIES. You also create your own little fort and hide in it. There isn't a hope in fucking hell of your fort doing anything to help you with ZAMBIES.

The other COUNTER-TERRORISTS are nervous about your strategy, although they go along with it, brandishing their own pistols. They voice their desire to escape the DEATH STAR before it ASPLODES, possibly stopping by the ARMOURY along the way to get WEPON. They also want to know why you made a little fort instead of barricading the NORTH exit like any sane person would.

YE OPTIONS REMAIN THE SAME, EXCEPT YOU HAVE NEW CONVERSATION OPTIONS:

1. "Chiggity-chillax broskis, we can party up in here until help arrives."
2. "Yo dog, trust me on this shit."
3. "NO GIRLS ALLOWED IN MY PILLOW FORT"
3. Say nothing.

WHAT WOULDST THOU DIEU?

[PhrozenFlame]

The only MANLY option:

>Say nothing

[Toastyking]

>Fille ye PAPER CUPPE with FRUIT PUNCH

[tomm]

>go through the north exit and head towards the escape pods(which they know are most likely broken.), but send one guy through the airvents, hopefully to reach the main control and stop TEH ASPLOSION

[Guy Montag]

Ignoring the words of your fellow COUNTER-TERRORISTS, you seize the opportunity to refill your paper cup with FRUIT PUNCH, which you set on the floor after using the TABLE as a barricade for the SOUTH entrance to the convention hall. Your left hand is now occupied with a PAPER CUPPE full of FRUIT PUNCH, limiting your actions until you dispose of it.

Moving towards the NORTH exit, you tell a nearby COUNTER-TERRORIST to take the vents to the Death Star's control room to avert the ASPLOSION. He looks at your weird and says there aren't any ventilation ducts in this room. You step out the NORTH exist and are about to tell everyone else to follow you to the escape pod bay, when you hear a groaning noise...

A ZAMBIE appears! It seems almost-skeletal and lacks skin. It deftly leaps in an effort to make it over the TABLE, but your fellow COUNTER-TERRORISTS are quick enough to the draw to begin peppering it with pistol fire. Although this knocks the undead assailant back, the ZAMBIE seems largely unaffected and undamaged by the gunfire. While six COUNTER-TERRORISTS hold the line, the rest lack the same discipline and leg it out the NORTH entrance, splitting up through the various exits.

Obvious exits are NORTH (a gunmetal hallway leading directly away from the convention hall)
SOUTH (back into the conventional hall
EAST (another gunmetal hallway to your right)
WEST (metalgun hallway to your left)

YON INVENTORY:

9mm Pistol
Cool Kevlar
Pretty Uncomfortable Gas Mask
Paper Cuppe (Full of fruit punch)

WHAT WOULDST THOU DIEU?

[Toastyking]

>Go NORTH, inspect SURROUNDINGS

[PhrozenFlame]

>Go South

>Assist COUNTER-RERRORISTS in fending off the ZAMBIES

>Regroup and go NORTH then WEST

> Inspect SORROUNDING

[Guy Montag]

Deciding the grow a pair, you run back into the convention hall and draw your 9mm, shooting at the ZAMBIE with your right hand while holding your FRUIT PUNCH in the other, although you are still the closest person in the room to the NORTH exit. The ZAMBIE retreats around the corner of the doorway briefly before leaping over the table in one fluid motion. Two COUNTER-TERRORISTS immediately flee out of the NORTH exit.

You and the remaining COUNTER-TERRORISTS fill the offending ZAMBIE with 9mm rounds, inflicting minor flesh wounds. Apparently, ZAMBIES are really tough. The ZAMBIE finally gets to grips with a COUNTER-TERRORIST, grabbing his arms with two claws and taking a sizable bite out of his face before running to the next COUNTER-TERRORIST. The fallen COUNTER-TERRORIST begins clumsily climbing to his feet. The five remaining COUNTER-TERRORISTS decide shit's gotten too real and they begin running, occasionally turning slightly to take a few shots at the ZAMBIE. Despite this, it's clear the ZAMBIE is much faster than you and your colleagues.

Obvious exits are NORTH.

WHAT WOULDST THOU DIEU?

[Toastyking]

>Fashion a cap for the PAPER CUPPE out of kevlar.

[tomm]

>shoot teh bitten comrad in the head. then continue NORTH

[Guy Montag]

Careful not to spill your drink, you try to cover it with kevlar, but your hands are too weak to try and rip some off your body armour to cover the cup. You then quickly take a careful shot in spite of the oncoming ZAMBIE, pegging your fallen comrade in the head. He flops back onto the ground, but only momentarily. His flesh seems to be sagging on his body.

Deciding now is a good time to go, you begin running out the NORTH exit of the convention hall, ahead of the 5 other COUNTER-TERRORISTS. Feeling a bit urgent with a ZAMBIE snarling somewhere behind you, you sprint down the hallway careful to avoid spilling any of your FRUIT PUNCH.

You glance back briefly to discover the ZAMBIE is still following you, and is a much faster runner than you. Also following is one other COUNTER-TERRORIST, who is gasping obscenities as he blindly fires behind him, missing the ZAMBIE. Ahead of you there is a doorway, and in it you can see railing. Evidently, you'll be going WEST or EAST on a walkway along one of the Death Star's signature bottomless pits.

WHAT WOULDST THOU DIEU?

[Toastyking]

>Shoot the COUNTER-TERRORIST in the leg he is clearly weak, but he will prove well to distract the incoming ZAMBIE
>Look around for any material usable to make a PAPER CUPPE CAP

[PhrozenFlame]

>Use COUNTER-TERRORIST as ZAMBIE bait by shooting him in a non-fatal area

>Run like hell to the WEST

>Find Armory

Equip GREENAIDZ

[Toastyking]

>Use COUNTER-TERRORIST as ZAMBIE bait by shooting him in a non-fatal area

............What did I JUST say.

[PhrozenFlame]

>Use COUNTER-TERRORIST as ZAMBIE bait by shooting him in a non-fatal area

............What did I JUST say.

Technically, you didn't SAY anything. (ololo, internet, typing, dohoho)

[Toastyking]

Technically, you didn't SAY anything. (ololo, internet, typing, dohoho)

Try saying that to someone who's mute.

[thedoghouse]

>Throw the fruit punch at the zambi, maybe he's allergic

[Guy Montag]

Remembering the story of the two guys running from the bear, you quickly take a few shots at your comrade several feet behind you as you run. Although you aim for the leg, your sense of urgency impairs your aim and you peg him in the gut. He staggers as his kevlar absorbs the shot, looking up at you blankly before the ZAMBIE leaps on him and claws his helmet off and begins chewing on his skull. Whether or not you're still being followed remains unknown as you focus on take a left and heading WEST, running down a walkway over a bottomless pit. You spill a bit of your FRUIT PUNCH.

Ahead of you the walkway ends abruptly, with a platform with numerous metal space-crate things across the chasm. To your right is a CONSOLE with fancy buttons and a little screen.

WHAT WOULDST THOU DIEU?

[MrKerplunkers]

>Enable GODMODE in the CONSOLE

[PhrozenFlame]

>Remember all of the codes you programmed into the DEATH STAR before you decided to join the military

>Use codes to shut down self destruct sequence

>Use codes to lock down the room you are currently in

>Use codes to open ALL airlocks EXCEPT for the ones in the room you are currently in

DO I WIN?!?

[BAMF]

> Spill JUICE on CONSOLE, short circuiting it.

>Blame this action on ROBIN WALKER.

[spleenter]

>leap over crates

>bash every button on the CONSOLE until something happens

>attempt to hold off the ZAMBIES until you find a way to destroy the bridge behind you

(i like how your taking the deathstar escape from sG and making it seem much more interesting than it actually is)

[thedoghouse]

>pour fruit punch on console

[Toastyking]

>Ignore all commands about pouring precious FRUIT PUNCH onto console.

[BAMF]

> Ignore all commands about ignoring commands related to the pouring of FRUIT PUNCH.

[Toastyking]

>Ignore all commands about ignoring commands about ignoring commands about pouring precious FRUIT PUNCH onto console.

[BAMF]

>Alright, fair enough.

[PhrozenFlame]

> Demand this thread be revived

> Await update from Guy Montag