Post by Silver Eyes on Sept 23, 2012 18:04:20 GMT -6
So, a few days before the game ends, I became zombified. The story itself is interesting so I figured I'd share it before I have to run for another meeting.
A friend of mine --named Mogley-- and I team up often throughout the game to hunt zombies, escort humans, and drop prizes for the humans to snatch so they can earn points. One day, during a mission, I needed him to come escort myself and a friend to the rest of the humans. Here's the conversation:
Mogley: Come to the ampitheater. You can pull your band if you need to.
Me: Okay!
(minutes later)
Mogley: Bad news. You're on your own.
Me: You got tagged...didn't you?
Mogley: I'll be a little more relaxed around campus now.
Me: SHIT!
Now bear in mind this Mogley fellow is a huge risk taker. He's the kind of guy that will rock climb without equipment, climb water towers, etc. Basically, he has no fear whatsoever. With him as a zombie, I'm pretty much fucked over because of one thing he said:
"I am going to find you and tag you."
Me: "Fak"
So, after we both nom on some delicious dinner, we both agree to come to campus and see if we can have our little showdown. I makeup myself, put on dark clothes, grab my modified Stampede, and run off to school at 11:00pm at night.
I arrive. So far so good...until I realize I'm being stalked. Panicked, I run to the next safezone across a huge, grassy lawn. For a cold, long thirty minutes I remain there, when from the corner of my eye, I spot Mogley's shadow behind a tree. Crap. Crap. Crap. Crap. Crap. Crap. Crap. Crap. CRAP CRAP CRAP CRAP CRAP! Well, he saw I wasn't coming out anytime soon, so he ran off, and I start getting bolder. I tap a few zombies. Phew. Safe-ish. I was even safer when a hero came along and gunned all 13 down. Huzzah!
Together, we make a mad dash for the prize only to get cornered again. Worst part? Said hero got tagged. I was pretty much on my own, cornered by twelve zombies, with no where to run. Worst of all? Mogley was right nearby waiting for me to make a false move.
This time, an hour passes. I start getting taunted. Then I get pissed. Growling, I turn on my Stampede, aim, and start firing at the zombies. They start running, I chase after them!
Then Mogley dives over a cement wall (it was up to my hips), rolls, and taps my feet with his foot. I just stare down in disbelief. Not only did he manage to doge all of my nerf darts, he just soared down onto cement. We dispute the tag for a bit to make sure it was legit. And it was.
Victorious, Mogley comes over, grabs me, puts me over his shoulder, and he carries me off while I make a feeble scream towards the other human who was trapped. I left my gun behind for him but it did little good.
In life, we were the hunted, and now, we became the hunters.
'Twas epic. Very epic. Figured I'd share since I couldn't record any of this.
A friend of mine --named Mogley-- and I team up often throughout the game to hunt zombies, escort humans, and drop prizes for the humans to snatch so they can earn points. One day, during a mission, I needed him to come escort myself and a friend to the rest of the humans. Here's the conversation:
Mogley: Come to the ampitheater. You can pull your band if you need to.
Me: Okay!
(minutes later)
Mogley: Bad news. You're on your own.
Me: You got tagged...didn't you?
Mogley: I'll be a little more relaxed around campus now.
Me: SHIT!
Now bear in mind this Mogley fellow is a huge risk taker. He's the kind of guy that will rock climb without equipment, climb water towers, etc. Basically, he has no fear whatsoever. With him as a zombie, I'm pretty much fucked over because of one thing he said:
"I am going to find you and tag you."
Me: "Fak"
So, after we both nom on some delicious dinner, we both agree to come to campus and see if we can have our little showdown. I makeup myself, put on dark clothes, grab my modified Stampede, and run off to school at 11:00pm at night.
I arrive. So far so good...until I realize I'm being stalked. Panicked, I run to the next safezone across a huge, grassy lawn. For a cold, long thirty minutes I remain there, when from the corner of my eye, I spot Mogley's shadow behind a tree. Crap. Crap. Crap. Crap. Crap. Crap. Crap. Crap. CRAP CRAP CRAP CRAP CRAP! Well, he saw I wasn't coming out anytime soon, so he ran off, and I start getting bolder. I tap a few zombies. Phew. Safe-ish. I was even safer when a hero came along and gunned all 13 down. Huzzah!
Together, we make a mad dash for the prize only to get cornered again. Worst part? Said hero got tagged. I was pretty much on my own, cornered by twelve zombies, with no where to run. Worst of all? Mogley was right nearby waiting for me to make a false move.
This time, an hour passes. I start getting taunted. Then I get pissed. Growling, I turn on my Stampede, aim, and start firing at the zombies. They start running, I chase after them!
Then Mogley dives over a cement wall (it was up to my hips), rolls, and taps my feet with his foot. I just stare down in disbelief. Not only did he manage to doge all of my nerf darts, he just soared down onto cement. We dispute the tag for a bit to make sure it was legit. And it was.
Victorious, Mogley comes over, grabs me, puts me over his shoulder, and he carries me off while I make a feeble scream towards the other human who was trapped. I left my gun behind for him but it did little good.
In life, we were the hunted, and now, we became the hunters.
'Twas epic. Very epic. Figured I'd share since I couldn't record any of this.
