Invasion of the Zombies - Game Thread

[huyneo]

count me in.
Pls PM me when it starts....
i might forget.

[Carrion_Humanoid]

Im definatly a Zombie, PM when starts plz.

[Eldritch Knight]

Braaaiins!!!!

In

[Lord Magtok]

I'm in. Extra text.

[CurlyKitGirl]

One more really won't hurt.

[Dr. Bath]

Me too, please. However, this is my first foray into WW games, so be gentle.

[Pwenet]

Me too, please. However, this is my first foray into WW games, so be gentle.

Awe :(

*Hides the clue sticks (2x4's) and other blunt objects.*

[Draken]

*Laughts maniacaly like an evil doctor.*

I'm in.

[Zar Peter]

OK, I'm in, too!

Me too, please. However, this is my first foray into WW games, so be gentle.

Ermm, this isn't really a WW game as such, the rules are quite different!

[North]

ZoMbiEs!?!?

Im in.

[Dr. Bath]

Ermm, this isn't really a WW game as such, the rules are quite different!

But...but.....there are lychings and cultists and such. I though that was what a WW game was (with or without actual werewolves).

Shows how much I know.

[CurlyKitGirl]

Meh. The rules are very different from the normal WWC games and WW games. Same principle but different rules and roles.

[Zar Peter]

But...but.....there are lychings and cultists and such. I though that was what a WW game was (with or without actual werewolves).

Shows how much I know.

Try WW Classic V. That one is a straightforward WW game where you can learn the real WW rules easy.
(But I'm looking also forward for this game, rules are looking interesting)

[Vhaidara]

Just be sure not to join on for a paranoia. No one knows who anyone else is, the baner scries as a wolf, only certain people actually count for lynchings, and those people have a very nasty habit of not posting and screwing those that do post via getting autolynched.

[Rinquist]

Right up my ally, sign me up!

[Dallas-Dakota]

I'l join.....sides dont mean much to me...

[Pwenet]

I've started work on the intro posts.

Signups will be accepted until October 1st.

I have done preliminary role assignments, but they may change depending on if more people sign up.

In addition, some of you will start off pre-infected. Some of you may be 1 step away from becoming a full-blown ZOMBIE!!! This initial outbreak affects ALL ROLES equally!

[purple gelatinous cube o' Doom]

Sure, why not

[Vhaidara]

I now predict that all Power roles will be one step away from zombification just because that would screw the people so badly.

[Castaras]

I'm sorry, but I'm going to have to back out of this game. Life is getting...complicated.

[Pwenet]

Signups end tomorrow.
Game starts sometime Tuesday.

[Pwenet]

Recruitment is now CLOSED!!!

PM's will be sent out tonight regarding your role.

Please hold off on saying you didn't get a PM till the start of the game tomorrow.

[Carrion_Humanoid]

Yeah! One day!

Oh and when you "work" on a wall(sabatoge) do you write I work or I sabotage. . . and are actions posted or PM'd?)

[Pwenet]

Yeah! One day!

Oh and when you "work" on a wall(sabatoge) do you write I work or I sabotage. . . and are actions posted or PM'd?)

If you happen to be of the evil variety, you post that you work on the wall. The narrators will take it from there.

All roles have been sent out. If you did not get your role, please PM myself and Kantur.

Because for my job I go into work really early, and don't have internet access (well, I do, but I'm not abusing it) I may get the thread up either later tonight, or tomorrow after work, depending on the progress I make on it this evening.

[huyneo]

imma in your shelter, eatten your party members

[Traveling_Angel]

*Starts singing*

All we want to do is eat your brains,
We're not unreasonable,
I mean, No one gonna eat your eyes.


Cookie for the reference.

[Pwenet]

The day has broken, and as the sunlight washes over the zombies that mere minutes ago were trying to punch through the barricades, they calm and relax. Yet as Kantur, dragging his wounded form, blood trailing from a ripped off arm, they leap upon the movement, and consume him, ending his life and eating enough to prevent him from returning. As the last bits of Kantur are finished off, you think about the events of the past 12 hours.

The zombie outbreak created waves of chaos, confusion, and fear. Yet several people stood above the fear. Zar Peter the proud security guard, rising above his position to protect the uninfected and to guide them to safety. Nurse EmeraldRose, who was collecting blood for the blood drive, then moving between those that managed to escape, binding their wounds and offering words of comfort to calm frayed nerves. Doctor Radikalskippy, who was in charge of collecting blood for a good cause, now drafted into a position of power as he aided the most badly wounded, and trying to identify the cause of the zombie outbreak.

Through their example, barricades were set up, blocking off the blood drive center from the rest of the mall. Televisions, benches, potted trees, and other items found throughout the mall filled the barricade, keeping the zombies out. For a while it seemed that they would hold, and keep you all safe from the zombies until the military or other authority figures would come and save you all. Supplies were plentiful, thanks to the efforts of several people, and despite having the dead walking about, stumbling without direction, you all managed to breath easy for a bit.

Then came nightfall.

As the sun faded from the sky and the moon came out a change occurred to the dead outside the barricade. Eyes that looked merely bloodshot glowed with an evil purpose. With renewed strength and determination, the zombies threw themselves upon the barricades. They held for a while, with those that survived using impromptu weapons to drive them back.

One such civilian, known as Pwenet Morgan, a quiet man, suddenly stood up, and screamed out.

”Now is the TIME for out SALVATION! The dead rise, and we will join in the new status of life! You all will convert! That is our GOAL!”

Before anyone can react, he pushes against part of the barricades. Constructed in haste to keep the zombies out, they were not designed to be attacked from within. With mounting horror and fear, you watch as part of the barricades collapse, and the zombies rush in.

With arms outstretched, smiling happily, Pwenet is torn apart by the zombie hordes as he preaches about how the meaning of life is changing.

Casteras the kitten is torn from her post, never to be seen again.

Kantur leads a counter-attack, but is grabbed by several of the zombies, and torn from his post. His screams as he is torn apart and eaten chill you to the bone.

Yet you all meet the rush of zombies, driving them back out of the barricades, out of the center, yet many of you are wounded in the process. The zombies are driven back as the light of dawn breaks through the skylights in the mall, and the zombies calm down.

Of Pwenet, all you are able to find of him is a piece of paper, with the following written on it.

My Minions! Our time of salvation is at hand! Hide within the unbelievers that have lived, learn from them, betray them, convert them, and those that refuse to convert, kill!

Cult Leader Pwenet

With newfound suspicion, you all look at each other, wondering who is part of this scary cult, and who is a innocent civilian.

((Zombies the GAME Starts NOW! In this thread right after this post. The first post will be edited with key details!))

Day 1 BEGINS!
Each day will last 48 hours.
Each night will last 24 hours.

Please use the following when posting actions to make our job easier.
Helping with the Barricades
Looking for supplies

Have fun everyone!

[androgial]

oh not good not good not good. hey doc theres a cvs pharmacy here what supplies do you need from it?

goes to gather medical supplies from the pharmacy

[Korias]

A man comes out from the shadows, wearing a dark purple coat that streches down to his shins, and his face hidden by a purple mask, and his red hair covered by a hood. He wears an almost comical backpack which is packed with various goods, and speaks with a hoarse tounge. Got somethin that might intrest ya... Stranger... Wait... that didnt sound right. Pulling back his hood, he reveals shaggy brown hair and a young face: He cant be older than sixteen. Eh. So much for the Merchant. Shirking off his backpack into the corner, he streches a bit before examining the barricades.

[huyneo]

OhcrapohcrapohcrapohcrapOhcrapohcrapohcrapohcrapOh crapohcrapohcrapohcrapOhcrapohcrapohcrapohcrap
Runs around speaking giberish until he finally stops to get his breath again
The little man, no more than 4ft tall with his monicle dangling uselessly from
his side with untidy brown hair and a unclean leather coat and pants
weareallgonnadie!! in a frantic voice

Anyway.... we message them right?
i forgot...