First day of the apocalypse, started in West Point, absolute chaos in the streets. I scrape together a large backpack off a zombified survivor, baseball bat and enough food to last me a day or two.

As the sun begins to go down I decide to find a place to sleep. Weapons litter the streets and blood is everywhere- previously living survivors are shambling along with the hordes. Dead zombies all over the place. I spot a few survivors scavenging and securing buildings but it's not safe to approach them.

Spend the night sleeping in a chair in a bathroom, wake up and spot a man named Angus inside the house with me. I convince him to follow me and we head to the Giga Mart.

We arrive at the Giga mart after sneaking by several groups of zeds. There's about 9 of them scattered throughout the supermarket so we have no choice but to try and kill them.

During the fight, Angus gets bit. The noise of us fighting attracted another dozen zeds or so and they start banging on the windows. As the windows break and they rush inside, I decide to not help him fight off the hordes coming in and fill my backpack while they're devouring him. I try to slip out the back and get dragged down and eaten by zeds waiting outside the door.

Karma's a b*tch.

With PZ Debug Mode, you can make all kinds of stories.

I once spawned an army survivor group in Muldraugh.
Objective was to evac to Valley Station (Army Checkpoint)

You name it, we had Gas Masks, Camo Gear, First Aid Kits,
Bullet-proof vests, M16's and a whole sh*t-ton of ammunition.

Situation was FUBAR, as we exited our wrecked Humvee to see a horde of infected chasing a young woman with a baseball cap and a plank. To make matters worse, our Hazmat-clad scientists insisted we follow our KOS (Kill-on-sight) policy issued by top-brass and General Mcgrew. It was as simple as setting the ROE (rules of engagement) with a single click of an assault rifle safety button. The poor blokes escaped only to find our noiseless rifle fire.

We followed through on what appeared to be a forest trail, our Digital Watch at 19:06 urging us to head further North. Ambushed by a group of zeds from all sides, we hit the "Order All Stand Ground" before our rear guard collapsed to panic. It was a horde.

Only Sgt. Sanchez and Pvt. Patrick made it out, as we camped at a trailer and began to barricade with whatever planks seemed to surround the cabin. Sanchez couldn't hold still as she kept leaving the trailer out of anxiety, so Pat and I put a Sofa to block the door and I told them to "Explore" with their imagination. Fidgety soldiers, but good people.

Soon enough we woke up to ALL the windows banging.
We thought everything was a bad dream.

But it was actually the Muldraugh horde itself, drawn to a broadcast we stupidly left on.

"My thoughts are with these...
Poor souls behind the Event line.
But this is contained.
It has always been contained.
We are safe.
America is safe.
God Bless America."

-General Mcgrew, Triple N

Originally posted by CampinKarl:

With PZ Debug Mode, you can make all kinds of stories. :spiffo:

I once spawned an army survivor group in Muldraugh.
Objective was to evac to Valley Station (Army Checkpoint)

You name it, we had Gas Masks, Camo Gear, First Aid Kits, :germanhelmet:
Bullet-proof vests, M16's and a whole sh*t-ton of ammunition.

Situation was FUBAR, as we exited our wrecked Humvee to see a horde of infected chasing a young woman with a baseball cap and a plank. To make matters worse, our Hazmat-clad scientists insisted we follow our KOS (Kill-on-sight) policy issued by top-brass and General Mcgrew. It was as simple as setting the ROE (rules of engagement) with a single click of an assault rifle safety button. The poor blokes escaped only to find our noiseless rifle fire. :stoss:

We followed through on what appeared to be a forest trail, our Digital Watch at 19:06 urging us to head further North. Ambushed by a group of zeds from all sides, we hit the "Order All Stand Ground" before our rear guard collapsed to panic. It was a horde.

Only Sgt. Sanchez and Pvt. Patrick made it out, as we camped at a trailer and began to barricade with whatever planks seemed to surround the cabin. Sanchez couldn't hold still as she kept leaving the trailer out of anxiety, so Pat and I put a Sofa to block the door and I told them to "Explore" with their imagination. Fidgety soldiers, but good people.

Soon enough we woke up to ALL the windows banging.
We thought everything was a bad dream. :pillow:

But it was actually the Muldraugh horde itself, drawn to a broadcast we stupidly left on.

"My thoughts are with these...
Poor souls behind the Event line.
But this is contained.
It has always been contained.
We are safe.
America is safe.
God Bless America."

-General Mcgrew, Triple N

Really great stuff my dude!

dave......... oh dave that man, i met dave just outside of riverside in a farmhouse after convincing him to join me we decided to make the farmhouse our base. But one day something happened to dave, he sat there doing NOTHING but eat mayo. i offered him something to drink "NO!" he shouted "only mayo" i offered him some chips "*eating mayo*" was his only response. i tried to get him to help me fight off a small hoard but no he sat there eating his mayo and after i had left and the house was overrun; left to rot dave sat there eating his mayo. edit: i came back two-ish months later i have found out dave cannot be killed and had a small group of zombies trying to eat him but nothing NOTHING has stopped him from eating mayo

Originally posted by hairycole111:

dave......... oh dave that man, i met dave just outside of riverside in a farmhouse after convincing him to join me we decided to make the farmhouse our base. But one day something happened to dave, he sat there doing NOTHING but eat mayo. i offered him something to drink "NO!" he shouted "only mayo" i offered him some chips "*eating mayo*" was his only response. i tried to get him to help me fight off a small hoard but no he sat there eating his mayo and after i had left and the house was overrun; left to rot dave sat there eating his mayo.

This actually made me laugh a little bit.

Rather than typing out another story, I'll just let this video do the explaining. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yyq8y-fIsaw&t=10s

I recruited a man named Mark, he seemed to be doing ok, but when I brought him back to my base he had a mental breakdown and decided to guard the middle of my driveway and never do anything else. Not even go into the house for food and water. Even to the point of starvation. But he would gladly accept and eat any food I offered him. I figured he just needed time to get over it, and as long as I kept giving him food he could keep guarding the middle of my driveway.

However I still needed help around the base and wanted to start growing some crops. So I drove over to a nearby farm to look for farming supplies where I met Farmer Dan. He would make a great recruit I thought, since I knew very little about farming myself. Farmer Dan declined my offer to have him join my group, but he did mention he might be willing to come with me if I made it worth his while. I had nothing to offer him on me, So I went over to Farmer Dan's fridge and took all his food. I then gave Farmer Dan all of his own food and that seemed to be enough to convince him to join me. Of course after he joined I asked him to empty his inventory he gave me all the food I just gave him and a bulletproof vest! Thanks Dan!

So when we went back to base Farmer Dan immediately started digging furrows and planting crops, he also had a magical endless water bottle with which to water the crops! Which was a real time saver, as I myself could only water a couple of plants before I had to go refill my watering can. Things were going great but I was worried about keeping Mark fed. Thats when I noticed Farmer Dan eating worms. This concerned me greatly, because the last person I saw eating worms decided to beat the crap out of me and then wander off... I had to take his worms away from him and explain to Farmer Dan that worms are not people food.

Things were going well, and it had been nearly a week without any zeds coming anywhere near my base, so I decided to give the boys some guns purely for aesthetic purposes, and everything was fine for a few days. Then one morning I saw Farmer Dan venture outside the walls of our base (as apparently I designated the farming area a little outside the walls too) a few moments later I heard a shotgun blast, and that's when I realized giving them guns was a bad idea.

It wasn't long before I heard more and more shots, it was a mad dash to find decent melee weapons for the guys and to get them to switch to them meanwhile fighting off well over 100 zeds who decided to come check out all the noise. It was a bloodbath but we managed to finish them all off.

Problem now was the massive piles of rotting bodies everywhere and the deafening sound of the flies. There was too many to bury. But I did have several full gas cans. The only problem is in my stockpile preparations I neglected to gather any lighters or matches. I've seen quite a few of them in my previous outings but didn't think to grab any or remember where they were. So it took me a while to find some lighters and get all the corpses taken care of but when it was all done and the base was cleaned up I felt accomplished.

Then came a new problem. It was harvest time. I had already planted quite a few crops before Dan showed up and planted several more. And being the great Farmer that he is, Dan was already on top of harvesting. Despite having designated a food storage area, Dan thought it would be funny to reverse pickpocket all the cabbages into my inventory to the point of over encumbrance. So after I put them all away and walked to the far side of the base, as far away from Dan as I could get he somehow magically filled me up again with tomatoes and seeds. Thats when I decided that crop abundance was set too high in this sandbox and had to give up on all that nice work to start over :P

Once upon a time, my cat sat her butthole upon my keyboard and spawned a bunch of wild, hostile survivors, who executed me gangster style before I could even figure out what had happened. The end. =(

Originally posted by Sparrowings:

Once upon a time, my cat sat her butthole upon my keyboard and spawned a bunch of wild, hostile survivors, who executed me gangster style before I could even figure out what had happened. The end. =(

Bwahahaa
So this mod actually adds the threat of hostile survivors AND cats

I was alone for months, I set the spawn rate for survivors to be lower so that way it was harder to find people. Then in my small cabin i hear a crackling boom of a shotgun again again again who ever it was they were in danger. Against my better judgement and my overwhelming feeling of loneliness I jump in my recently salvaged car and drove off towards the noise to see what all the source of this noise was.

As I drive thru the streets of Muldraugh I see a conga line of zeds making they way to the church and as i was approaching the sound of gun fire was only getting louder till it was deafening. Whoever was inside was fighting for their life so I use my car to distract as many zeds away from the south end one church just to give my new friend a safe way out, then at a safe distance i hop out and start clearing any stragglers (gun shots still going off).

During all this i was able to look in the Church to see that it was a preacher and he turned that house of god into a house of blood. With the walls stained red and hundred bodies lying across a once holy place, half of the zeds broke off from sieging the preacher and started chasing me. Being surround I had to jump back in my car or i would be one with the horde but with half of the zed aggroed on me i saw the preacher leap out of the church and started running to some residentional area with many zeds giving chase.

I double back to lose the ones after me and head for the last area i saw the preacher. With every other minute i hear a blast go off it brought me comfort knowing he was at least still alive giving those zeds one hell of a chase. After driving for a while i finally see the preacher running from a couple zeds on a main road. I drive up right behind him smashing the remaining zeds trying to eat him and yell at him join my group and without techically giving him a gift he joins, hops in my car and i speed off to my safe house with a new, and currently only, friend

I met a survivor in one house, he was running around the house in only his underpants, and in a locked room he had a half-naked zombie woman... Who was desperately trying to get out of the barricaded window. I didn't ask and I don't want to know what this guy was doing...

By the first 2 days i've gathered 6 people, 2 military and 4 civilians. The only guy with a fiream was a farmer. We attacked a zombie group killing like one hundred of them in riverwood. We were trying to get our road to the river to set up a fishing camp and a farming camp... Out of 6 people only 2 survived: me and a guy with an hammer. We barricaded several days in a safehouse prepared near the road sieged by just 20 zeds but fairly scartched. I finished my ammo killing several zeds then we just kept running away. After 15 days i've gathered again 6 survivors and we attacked with a car this time, then with melee weapons taking them down one by one.

Actually the south part of the town, the residential part, is free, but we finished ammo during several little battles without getting any loss.

We set up a base in residential houses, creating several safe bases all around the main camp.

The battle of Riverwood still continue...

Miguel started in the trailer park near Riverside. First 2 weeks was fairly simple, picking off slow shamblers one by one with no issue. He is a strong axe-man, and can just about one shot kill them every time. Finally found a car that could hold all my stuff and drove up the road to the mechanic garage. Found my first survivor across the street in the factory. Found a few more a week later when I sped through town to the bookstore to get a few skill books I needed, and picked up a few more people. One of them was named Ian.

Once I had a nice posse, the 5 of us walked from our garage over to the farm in between the factory and Riverside, where I intended to set up a better base for us to farm at. I didn't have a car that could fit us all, so that's why we walked. Not too many zombies around, all of us had no problem taking them out since I had zombie groups turned off. I was getting over-confident.

Fired off a few shotgun rounds from a gun I found on a police zombie to get any remainers on the outskirts outside of my vision to head our way. They were all spread out from every direction coming towards us. Slowly. And there were over a hundred in a giant circle around us.

Stupidly, I put my own life at risk to try and safe some of the idiot NPCs who were getting surrounded. One of them was Ian, and he quickly turned into dinner. Then I got surrounded and just about died, completely soaked in my own blood. Myself and a few others barely limped out of there, and had to walk all the way back to our garage in our tattered clothes.

Then I remembered Ian's first words to me, essentially saying something like "If I'm ever bitten, take me out, I don't want to become one of them."

My arrogance is now my guilt. We now wear red bandannas, to remember Ian, to remember the virus, to remember what's important.

The last squad of defence at the research facility watched as the last chopper brought the remaining scientists out of the area, the situation was dire of a 250 man garrison only 8 of us remained, Private Ryan, Corporal Nelson and Private Peirre was already considered KIA due to their visible bites under their clothes

The Colonel in command was the one to put them down, they barely knew what hit them killing them in quick succession. He then ordered the remaining men cowering behind the sandbags to push up and take the initiative against the few remaining zeds in front of them...

4 Rounds and 2 half filled mags left for his rifle and 6 for his trusty 1911, Colonel Mack led the 3 remaining men wading through the bodies of the dead, looking about the nearly silent facility he noticed most of the vehicles were shot to high hell, he noticed some other unlucky dead soldiers surrounded with the sight of their stand, hundreds of people lay dead.

1 mag left, the gate was in sight and with his 2 remaining men Private Jackson and Sergeant Remeiro, Mack noticed a still functioning Jeep near the entrance, after taking down the guards of the Jeep and the sad news of the broken turret Mack took the few boxes of ammo from the boot and refilled his ammunition, there was still blood on the dashboard and there was a living (if you could call it that) man in the back, after dispatching him quickly Mack got into the Jeep and drove off with the other 2 and the memories of his squad....

once upon a time in muldragh I met a survivor, i recruited them because i felt lonely, we started driving up the highway and met a small horde of zombies, me, with my infinite wisdom, thought we could take them, this survivor didn't, so as i got pinned by the horde i called out for help, that bastard just watched as i was slowly devoured.