Humanity has always overturned the bad events that have happened to them in the past. Natural disasters, diseases, hunger, prosperity, and many more problems that have risen in the past. Humans succeed at anything they try for, and when they do, its such a huge morale boost to the world when something is done right, like when the first man set foot on the moon. Yes, it was in America and the American president made this his dream, but it was a global success.
Humanity usually finds a way to surpass something that could possibly destroy the world and all the effort put into it to make it the way it is today.
Now, a disease spreads once more, worse than any other plague humans have ever faced. It doesn't just kill. No. It goes beyond destroying the memories and souls of the humans, and brings them back to such a demonic state. They turn into mindless zombies, who stagger and lurch in the streets and feed off of the living.
Doctors have tried to find cures, but most think it is a waste of time and believe everyone should just accept what is happening and give up and get eaten. Not you. Not your organization. Or what it used to be.
You were a lab assistant for a company that was called NecroBorgia Labs. Its a corny name, and you never really thought you belonged there, but you ended up there anyways. They had maybe 100,000 workers there, and they all were always trying to create a vaccine. You thought they were stupid for creating it, and asked them why they made it, but they always told you that you and the rest of humanity needed it one day. You thought it was a ridiculous thought, but you never questioned any more after they told you that. Its not like you cared, you were getting payed $700 an hour just for standing around and making sure people didn't blow up in your face after they drink or inject a vaccine. But now you know exactly why they told you about the vaccine and why it would save humanity.
Here you are, standing in the middle of an empty apartment. You have no items, no friends you know who are alive, and no idea what to do next... or do you?
Character Sheet
Name: (Anything) HP: [100/100] Inventory: ---------- Companions: ----------- Strength: (Add 15 points to any of these stats) Agility: (Chances to dodge attacks from zombies/bandits) Accuracy: (Heightens the chances for you to hit your target) Searching: (Heightens the chances for you to find things) Survival: (The higher this stat, the longer it takes for your hunger/thirst/sleep to decrease) ---------- Hunger: [100/100] Thirst: [100/100] Rest: [100/100] -------
Name: Sergie HP: [100/100] Inventory: Bottled Water/$230/a bag of chips/Pepsi Max/Pocket Knife/3 pieces of 2x2 wood/1 hammer/*Spas-12[14 shells]/Doritos/bottle of water/2 beers/Worn Lighter/Glock[14 bullets]/machete ---------- Companions: ----------- Strength: 3 Agility: 5 Accuracy: 3 Searching: 1 Survival: 3 ---------- Hunger: [83/100] Thirst: [83/100] Rest: [83/100] Time of Day: Morning
You throw the Molotov at the zombies, but the money isn't as effective as cloth or other papers. It burns and kills 35 zombies. The condition of your lighter has become Worn. 4 men die from zombies. You fire 6 shells, killing 13 zombies. The men fire 198 bullets, killing 22 zombies. "We're in deep sh*t!" Yells one of the surviving men. Their morale is becoming low, causing them to miss more than usual.
(Sorry I keep adding more and more things, lol the next game I make I will keep these updates though) Men left: 7 (You will be attacked last) Morale of men: [45/100] Zombies remaining: 149 Zombies distracted: 35 Zombies currently attacking: 114
Name: Sergie HP: [100/100] Inventory: Bottled Water/$230/a bag of chips/Pepsi Max/Pocket Knife/3 pieces of 2x2 wood/1 hammer/*Spas-12[14 shells]/Doritos/bottle of water/Worn Lighter/Glock[14 bullets]/machete ---------- Companions: ----------- Strength: 3 Agility: 5 Accuracy: 3 Searching: 1 Survival: 3 ---------- Hunger: [83/100] Thirst: [83/100] Rest: [83/100] Time of Day: Morning
I yell out.. "No Swearing!" and shoot the man who was swearing by accident. I keep shooting zombies as usual. I aslo yell out, as a battle cry... "SHMOW-ZOW!!!"
Men left: 7 (You will be attacked last) Morale of men: [45/100] Zombies remaining: 149 Zombies distracted: 35 Zombies currently attacking: 114
Name: Sergie HP: [100/100] Inventory: Bottled Water/$230/a bag of chips/Pepsi Max/Pocket Knife/3 pieces of 2x2 wood/1 hammer/*Spas-12[no ammo]/Doritos/bottle of water/Worn Lighter/Glock[14 bullets]/machete ---------- Companions: ----------- Strength: 3 Agility: 5 Accuracy: 3 Searching: 1 Survival: 3 ---------- Hunger: [83/100] Thirst: [83/100] Rest: [83/100] Time of Day: Morning
You fire your last 8 shells at the zombies, killing 21 of them. The men fire 145 bullets, killing only 13 zombies. 5 men die. Your goofy battle cry boosted the last mans morale by 1,000. "Well, if I'm gonna die, might as well take as many bastar** I can before I go." In a last, triumphant burst of bullets, he dies, but kills 20 zombies.
Men left: Oooh buddy, your in trouble now. Zombies remaining: 95
Name: Sergie HP: [100/100] Inventory: Bottled Water/$230/a bag of chips/Pepsi Max/Pocket Knife/3 pieces of 2x2 wood/1 hammer/*Spas-12[no ammo]/Doritos/bottle of water/Worn Lighter/Glock[no ammo]/machete ---------- Companions: ----------- Strength: 3 Agility: 5 Accuracy: 3 Searching: 1 Survival: 3 ---------- Hunger: [83/100] Thirst: [83/100] Rest: [83/100] Time of Day: Morning
Men's Morale: [150/100] Men remaining: 13 Zombies remaining: 35
You pull out your Glock, and fire all 14 bullets, killing 14 zombies. You hear something behind you. You turn around, and more guards are coming to your rescue by sliding down the fortress walls on ropes. 13 men come to your aid. They come out strong, ready for a good battle. 2 men out of the 13 are equipped with heavy machine guns. The men fire a total of 547 bullets, killing 60 zombies.
i shout wooooha !! easy there what the hell has happened here ??!! where the hell am i ? where are all the ppl ??? why the hell you guys want me ???!!!
