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superqwertymcawesome is not online. superqwertymcawesome
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09 Jun 2012 06:03 PM
In this game i will give you a story and some choices for what to do next. Do not make the story on your own; you will be ignored. The first reply continues the story. Here is the first part:




You really aren't awake yet. You never are until at least your second cup of coffee, and this is only your first. You're having a hard time getting your eyes to focus. But it certainly looks like there's a man in your front yard, crouched down on all fours, gnawing at a leg.

A human leg. Definitely. It's still wearing a sneaker. And a sock.

The man gnawing on the human leg suddenly stops chewing, as though some sound disturbs him. He slowly looks up from his meal. His eyes don't blink, and they seem to be too large for his face. His mouth hangs open. Drool and blood trail down his chin.

You heard about the outbreak in Millbury, of course. You just hadn't thought it was as serious as the eleven o'clock news made it out. They get hysterical about everything. A couple of inches of snow, and it's THE SNOWPOCALYPSE. You can't really be blamed for putting their ZOMBIEPOCALYPSE warnings in the same category. Boy who cried wolf, right?

But it seems the newscasters were at least a little right, because there's a zombie chowing down on a human leg in your front yard.



And just then you catch a glimpse of movement out of the corner of your eye, and a herd of at least twenty more zombies comes staggering around the bend in the road. They are covering ground pretty steadily. Faster than you would have thought.

The zombie with the leg sees them coming. He rises from his crouch, teeth bared, leg in hand. Some of the zombie herd move towards him. (Herd? Is that the right word? Maybe a flock? A decomposition of zombies? An infestation, perhaps? Anyway.…) They start a messy tug of war with the leg, mostly using teeth.

Others look around for different prey. One goes for a squirrel. Some seem to be eyeing your front windows, though you're standing far enough back that you don't think they can actually see you.

Still, this is really not good. Your house is on one floor, and the news footage made it pretty clear that zombies can break through glass with no trouble, zombifying some humans and eating others. And it seems that they've already started doing just that in your neighborhood, because those two zombies there have glass shards sticking out of their faces. And you recognize one of them—that annoying woman who always cuts in line at the coffee shop. She is moving towards your windows. So are about five others.

You obviously can't stay in your house. What are you going to do?



A. Sprint out the back door into the woods
B. Slip out the side door and try to sneak past them to my car, while they're all occupied with legs and squirrels and windows.
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SakuTheMaid is not online. SakuTheMaid
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09 Jun 2012 06:08 PM
B.
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superqwertymcawesome is not online. superqwertymcawesome
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09 Jun 2012 06:09 PM
I forgot to mention that you may reply to continue the story from the letters (A, B, C), but you may not make a new one.
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superqwertymcawesome is not online. superqwertymcawesome
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09 Jun 2012 06:13 PM
You very carefully set down your coffee mug. Oddly enough, you don't really feel like you need it any more; your heart is hammering like you've just downed a triple espresso. You ease backward, moving carefully so the zombies approaching the window won't notice you. You duck out of sight into the kitchen, pause to slip your shoes on, and quietly unlock the side door.

"Argh," you hear from the front room. It is followed by a sticky sound, probably from a wet hand (wet with what? ugh) slapping against your window.

Ever so carefully, you turn the knob and open the door. You hear more hammering behind you, and now you can hear the growls of the zombies fighting over the human leg in your front yard. Your car is just ahead of you, backed into its usual parking space against the shed. You hope the front yard zombies are so obsessed with their leg-of-war that they won't catch sight of you tiptoeing across the driveway.

The ten steps it takes you to reach the car are the ten most nervewracking of your entire life. But you manage to be quiet enough—the tangle of zombies in your front yard doesn't look up until the thud of the closing driver's side door.

Then all their wide eyes go wider and they start for you, but you drive with your foot to the floor, tires squealing, out of your driveway and down your side street, heading for the main road.

The tires of your little Honda Civic squeal as you shoot down your street, heading for the main drag through town. You try not to look too hard at the scenes playing out on your neighbors' lawns. Some zombies cluster around first floor windows, matter of factly marching through shrubbery and glass to get at the tasty humans inside. Others cluster around tasty humans already dragged outside. A few chase your car for a while, but soon give it up in favor of pursuing the sounds or movements that signal easier prey.

You really try not to look, but you can't help noticing that partially eaten humans rise from the grass within a few moments of becoming partially eaten and join the throng of hungry zombies. Only if the hungry zombies have ripped their meal to pieces in the process of dining does the human appear to stay dead.

The main street of town is even worse. Zombies punching through the glass windows of the pharmacy. Zombies dragging screaming people out of the coffee shop. Zombies pouring out of the pizza parlor. You don't think that's tomato sauce on their faces.

You keep driving.

You're almost at the town limits, and there aren't many buildings lining the street now. Mostly woods and fields. You're getting into farming territory. Sometimes you see a car abandoned on the side of the road, but you don't see any people. There aren't many people out here, which you hope means fewer zombies…

…except there are three of them, right there in front of you.

On the left side of the road is a large oak tree. I mean, a really large tree—it's locally famous; the base is something like twenty feet around. Three zombies are pressed up against the base, looking up into the branches like dogs who have just treed a squirrel.

Which is an apt comparison, you realize a moment later. High up in the branches is a little kid. A boy, maybe nine or ten. As you come closer, you see that one of the zombies is jumping, and another is trying to crawl up the tree trunk. The third seems to be experimenting with all the moving parts necessary to actually climb the tree, but hasn't worked them out yet.

Still, it's very likely only a matter of time. You can see the kid's face clearly now. He looks terrified, and his mouth is open as though he is screaming for help.

He's looking at you.

Are you going to stop and help him?

A. Yes, of course!
B. Sure, I'll stop. I want to try my hand at killing zombies. (If I can rescue the kid too, that would also be fine, but it isn't a priority.)
C. No, there's nothing I can do.
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SakuTheMaid is not online. SakuTheMaid
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09 Jun 2012 06:18 PM
B again.
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superqwertymcawesome is not online. superqwertymcawesome
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09 Jun 2012 06:19 PM
Indeed. You probably should not share that attitude with too many people, but at least you might save the kid as a side effect.

Right, so, you're here to kill zombies. What's your plan?

You slow down as you approach the tree, considering your options.

You could stop the car and fight the zombies. If you stopped the car some distance away, you might be able to fight them one at a time. You have a shovel in your trunk—because this past winter actually did have a lot of snowpocalypses, and in your part of the country, it's only sense to carry a shovel with you. You're glad now that you'd been lazy about putting it back in the shed.

You could try to run the zombies over with the car. They'd have to move away from the tree first, though, because crashing the car into the tree wouldn't exactly be the desired outcome.

Or…well, the Civic has a sunroof. And the kid is a little kid. You think you can drive close enough to the tree that the kid could jump through the sunroof. Or at least, jump onto the roof and then lower himself through the sunroof. You think you could execute the maneuver before the zombies figured out how to swarm you, and anyway, they don't seem to be very coordinated. You might even be able to run one or more of them down at the same time.

So what do you want to do?

A. Stop the car, get out, and fight the zombies with my shovel.
B. Beep the horn to get the zombies' attention, then run them over when they come to investigate.
C. Open the sunroof, then drive the car close enough so the kid can drop down.
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SakuTheMaid is not online. SakuTheMaid
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09 Jun 2012 06:22 PM
A third B.
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ScaryRavager is not online. ScaryRavager
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09 Jun 2012 06:24 PM
B
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superqwertymcawesome is not online. superqwertymcawesome
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09 Jun 2012 06:26 PM
The piercing noise of your horn attracts the zombies' attention, and they move towards the hood of your Honda to investigate.

You wait, heart pounding, until the female is correctly positioned.

Then you gun the engine

She goes down under your wheels with a satisfying splat.

You jerk the wheel quickly and manage to also graze the older male zombie, trapping his leg under the car. He pulls away, and it tears off. Not quite as effective as squashing him, but then, he won't be very effective either with only one leg. Out of the corner of your eye, as you turn your attention to the younger male, you see the older male pulling himself away using his hands. He isn't moving very fast.

The younger male zombie pulls away slightly. Might that be a look of concern on his face? If they have enough intelligence or instinct to go after easy prey, they might have enough intelligence or instinct to retreat from predators—

The younger male zombie backs away a few steps, then turns slightly.

You think he is about to run.

You have to get him now.

You correctly judge in which direction he is about to move, and you gun the engine in time to have the car there when he does. Another splat under your wheels. Nicely done!

"Wow," the kid says, once he's safely in the car beside you. "Three at once."

You resume driving, with the kid beside you.

You okay?

A. Not really, no. I think about the things that used to be human beings, and it's all I can do not to vomit.
B. More or less okay. That was…that was upsetting, but at least I saved a living person.
C. Yeah! That was awesome!
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ScaryRavager is not online. ScaryRavager
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09 Jun 2012 06:30 PM
B
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superqwertymcawesome is not online. superqwertymcawesome
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09 Jun 2012 06:33 PM
(wow whats with all the B's)

"You should probably put your seatbelt on," you say after a while.

"Oh," the kid says. "Yeah." He does.

"What's your name?" you ask.

"Kayden."

"I'm you," you say. "Where are your parents, Kayden?"

There's a pause. "Bottom of the tree," Kayden says. Another pause. "Third one was my brother."

"Oh." You can't think of anything else to say.

"It's okay," Kayden says.

That's probably not true. But you're not quite sure how to say that.

You also realize that the kid might be able to tell you how fast his parents turned into zombies after being bitten, and a number of other useful pieces of information. But you might traumatize him or something by asking.

Is it more important to find out or to not traumatize the kid (further)?

What do you say?

A. "That's probably not true."
B. "It doesn't have to be okay."
C. "I'm really sorry."
D. "How did your parents turn into zombies?"
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ScaryRavager is not online. ScaryRavager
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09 Jun 2012 06:40 PM
C
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superqwertymcawesome is not online. superqwertymcawesome
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09 Jun 2012 06:41 PM
Kayden just blinks at you.

Are you going to question him any further?

A. Yes
B. No, I just let it go.
C. Only if I can figure out a way to do it gently.
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ScaryRavager is not online. ScaryRavager
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09 Jun 2012 06:50 PM
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superqwertymcawesome is not online. superqwertymcawesome
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09 Jun 2012 06:52 PM
"It must have been really scary."

Out of the corner of your eye, you can see Kayden blinking back tears. "Yeah."

A. Ask if he wants to talk about it.
B. Don't do anything.
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superqwertymcawesome is not online. superqwertymcawesome
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09 Jun 2012 07:06 PM
Since nobody replied, I will choose.

A
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09 Jun 2012 07:12 PM
After a while, Kayden says, "There was a lady on the side of the road waving at us. Dad stopped and let her in. Mom didn't want him to, but he did. The lady was normal at first, but then she…got sorta quiet and weird. Then she started eating them.And then they were all…zombified, and I…climbed the tree."

"Where did the lady go?"

"I dunno. She ran off into the woods."

So if somebody gets bitten and killed, they change almost instantly. But if they just get bitten, it takes longer. How much longer? "How long was the lady in the car with you?"

"I dunno. A while." He thinks, then offers, "I listened to five songs on my phone. How long is that?"

Fifteen minutes, maybe? Depending on the length of the song? So if you just get bitten, you have at least fifteen minutes before you turn into a zombie. That might be good to know.

"About fifteen minutes, I guess?" you say. "Thanks, Kayden."

"Sure."

It's quiet for a while.

"So," Kayden says. "Um…where are we going?"

That's a very good question.

In search of ideas, you switch on the radio. "…have upgraded the Zombie Watch to a Zombie Warning for the following counties," the radio says, and then the announcer rattles off a long list. The announcer seems pretty rattled herself. "I repeat, this is a serious and life-threatening situation. If you are in this area, you are in the path of the zombiepocalypse and should take shelter immediately. Zombies can break through glass and can climb stairs, so we are advising all residents to leave their homes while they still can. Groups of survivors have been forming at various locations throughout the state. Within the last hour, we have heard from the groups at Maple Valley Mall, Cedar Junction Correctional Facility, and First Church of Fulton, so we can confirm that those are still viable sanctuaries for state residents fleeing the zombiepocalypse. Here is a list of school and business closings as a result of the zombiepocalypse.…"

Static engulfs the station again.

It seems you have a decision to make.

The church, the prison, and the mall are all in different directions. The church is about half as far away as the other two sanctuaries. Which one will you head for?

A. The mall.
B. The prison.
C. The church.
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ScaryRavager is not online. ScaryRavager
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09 Jun 2012 09:00 PM
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12 Jun 2012 11:17 AM
The mall it is. Why mess with tradition, after all? You head for the main road that will take you to the mall.

"We're heading for the mall," you tell Kayden.

You've still got a ways to drive through the country before you can pick up a main road, though. At least it's peaceful. No zombies. Just farmland. Old New England at its finest.

You wonder what Lovecraft would have made of the zombiepocalypse.

In some places, great big McMansions sit up on hills looking over acres of manicured lawn that used to be farmland but was sold to some rich person. You're coming up on one now, off to the left.

"Who lives there?" Kayden wants to know.

You have no idea.

"Should we tell them what's happening?"

Do you head for the house?

A. No, can't risk it. They could already have turned, and I need to put my own safety first.
B. Yes, to warn them.
C. Yes, maybe I can leave Kayden with them.
D. Yes, that house looks defensible.
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NarutoFox12 is not online. NarutoFox12
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12 Jun 2012 11:37 AM
C. Yes, maybe I can leave Kayden with them.
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16 Jun 2012 09:51 PM
A enormous driveway sweeps up the hill, past a lawn that looks like a golf course, around some artistically shaped shrubberies, and finally to a front door flanked by statues of stone lions.

You hesitate, engine idling, wondering how best to approach. What if there are zombies inside?


A. I leave the car, take the snowpocalypse shovel from the trunk, and go ring the bell. But I keep the car running.
B. I honk the horn.
C. Never mind. I leave.
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16 Jun 2012 09:52 PM
Dude yhou copied this from choice of games.
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16 Jun 2012 09:53 PM
A
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16 Jun 2012 09:53 PM
ehh
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Dude you didn't even give them credit!
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