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[JeanGenie]

Башню быстрее заапгрейдят же в таком случае.

[Gvardota]

Simon Shepard (21 March 2013 - 16:10) писал:

Башню быстрее заапгрейдят же в таком случае.

Raymar (21 March 2013 - 16:09) писал:

Воркшоп не всегда успевают построить за 1 день, а вотчтовер хотя бы даст знать, когда вахтёров будет слишком много.

А, ну да. Об апгрейде я не подумал. Просто пару раз случалось, что развитие города здорово застревало из-за нехватки материалов на воркшоп (учитывая разного рода портал локи). В итоге строили его где-то на третий день, что безрадостно.

[Lazaka]

Живу уже пятый день с Шердявым, Блудом. Половина поселения здохло, считая шамана. Пока что держимся, воды хватит на 2-3дня точно+куча необработаного дерева. Ставлю ровно нихуя, то что продержимся ещё два дня.

[Disconected]

Был с вами, но слился от инфекции, теперь один с незнакомцами.

[Loly]

Лол.

[Egorkor]

Имп же.

[TestUnit]

Оп оп! Last Man Standing. Unlocked.

[VilgO]

Кемпили с чуваком у края карты, он сдох :с

[TestUnit]

И да. Мы вновь проводим набор людей в нашу коалицию. Для массовки так сказать.

[ACCount]

А в чём дело с этими портал локами?

[Art-tist]

ACCount (22 March 2013 - 09:25) писал:

А в чём дело с этими портал локами?

Он просто чуть более чем на йух не нужен в самом начале. Но строят таки. Томучто на него не очень много ресурсов и сил нужно. Зато этих ресурсов потом на другие постройки не хватает и город медленно начинает загибаться. В частности на воркшоп, который просто необходим для дальнейшего развития и переработки сырьевых материалов.

[Raymar]

TestUnit (22 March 2013 - 07:54) писал:

И да. Мы вновь проводим набор людей в нашу коалицию. Для массовки так сказать.

Место есть? Могу потом соснуть за городом и с вами выживать.
Сейчас в The fort of spiders, тут есть Егоркор и левый хуй хуул, который выживал с тобой последним.

[Gwini]

В ночь с первого на второй день игры повредили мне голову и заразили. Ни бинтов, ни лечилки заражения нет. Уже попрощался с жизнью и готовился к следующей партии. Прожил шесть полных дней, ласт стенд!

За все эти семь дней ни разу не использовал ни бинты ни лечилку, так с ними и прошел

[VilgO]

Оказывается, героя дают не за последнего выжившего, а за последнего выжившего в городе :с Мудак остался в городе один, умер, но получил героя. Пиздец.

[VilgO]

У нас тут в городе пейсатель нашелся:

spacesphere сказал:

"And if I didn't smile," CPantZ started, the desert around them started to stir, "Then he wouldn't have given me that Vodka, and that town wouldn't have survived!"

Everyone around her laughs, the whole town of A Criticized Rift. It was a story time, the hoard only five minutes away. A few of the watchmen were gearing up, carrying pigs and guns with them. She looked over at her sister, FireTribeEast, and grinned at her, the stale tart crumbs falling from her lips as she reached for the dice ForestFire554 was using.

It was the eighth night, and there were only 18 of them left. But, water was running short, and the hydraulic pumps around the town were running low as well. The gun shop was bare, and the hospital was, too. Supplies were dangerously short.

The last attack, four people were dragged into the world beyond, a few stuck without their last words; Zombies eating their faces and limbs like a fat man at an all-you-can-eat buffet of fatty foods, like chicken. In other words, the zombies were fat guys eating the chicken like citizens. They weren't ready to die2nite.

"Yo! Wiress!" CPantZ called over to another citizen she was well known to collide into, "Gear up and let's head out for a final kill round!" She looks over at FTE and sees her look up at her. "You can come, too!"

They all said their farewells, good lucks, and good nights as the rest of the citizens went to either bed, or to the defense wall to sky shoot the hoard. These were the stronger citizens, yet they were scared stiff before they got into it. A few attacks before, madkat1012 had gotten so scared that she had fallen off and gotten out with her life, yet not an arm. Two days later and a bite to the head, she died and her soul was carried off into the desert by the bad-guy of the town, SpongBobby1002.

He was hung the previous day when everyone, and I mean EVERYONE, caught him harassing the quiet survivor of the town. He was full out hurting her by punching her, hitting her with sandballs, and putting torches in her house to make it seem like she was defending her home only and not sharing. Finally CPantZ spoke up, put her chain in the bank, and they all voted him out. Not too far after, the quiet one ran out ingot the world beyond a few seconds before the attack. Not even the leader of the town would go out and get her soul for the town to use.

"I'll miss you all," Wiress joked as she followed CPantZ and FTE out the gates. She got a few back, but laughed them all off with worry clogging her mind. Kill FTE and CPantZ? No, because everyone would notice their blood. as if they could tell whose blood smelled like who.

It was quite strange, the blood smells. If it was a zombie's blood, it would smell like onions and parsley mixed with rotten eggs and a few bags of used diapers. But if it was human, then it smelled like copper and rust. And it would reek if it was a wound, too. When madkat1012 walked through town the next day, she was like a fly trap, attracting so many bugs to the smell of her bites that the townsfolk would hold their noses and cringe.

"Let's do this," FTE said with a wild grin, her drug addiction shaking her core mad. She cocked her battery gun, tossing another battery to Wiress and smiling at the sound of the loud click. All three of the girls heard it simultaneously. A growl. Not a stomach growl, but a low, grumbling, snot-filled, growl coming from the north gate.

The attack was about to go down, and they all knew it.

-

"Are they back?" MarsHT0mp asked nervously to his friends. They all shook their heads, tossing down dice and cards. He let out a loud wail, running to ForestFire554 in tears. He slipped on his rucksack, nodding to the crying man.

"Don't worry," he said, putting a hand on his shoulder comfortingly, "I'll bring them back safely. We can make the cafe with them. Then we can have funeral bacon." He tried not to laugh, turning away and walking out the gates, nodding to zombie corpses from the sky shooters.

Wiress screamed, running past Forest in tears and ramming into the wall. She was shaking, reeking of copper and eggs. "It's terrible!" She screamed, reaching out to him to stop him. "It's absolutely terrible!"

"What happened?" He asked, running back to her. 'what's wrong?"

"I don't know who you are, or who I am, but there were two girls dead around me, and.... and zombies! So, so many zombies!" Her head gushed blood as she sank down, crying.

He put his arms around her, stopping her shaking, and stopping her breath. Eggs filled his nose, making him tear up. The smell was overly sour and he was about to run away. She died, her soul whisking away. He carefully grabbed it, putting it in his rucksack and walking back in, everyone standing there with hopeful faces.

They all washed away as he shook his head, MarsHSt0mp crying more. END

[Gvardota]

Раздобыли пилу для воркшопа, построили все здания первой необходимости, набили полный банк оружия. Решил переночевать на месте аварии на шоссе вдали от города ради чертежей, попутно нашел еще один чертеж, сумку и набор инструментов для репейр кита. Обустроил место для ночевки, подняв шансы выживания до предела. Пережил ночь и был сожран гулем за две минуты до захода в игру. При этом гуля, сожравшего человека в первые минуты после атаки и чудовищно наследившего в логах, сразу же убили жители. Чертов идиот.

[Lazaka]

Уже держимся с Шердявым и Блудом восьмой день. Половина мёртвого населения имеется.

[Gvardota]

Город-мечта. 19 героев, никто не строит портал лок, 4 из 4 просивших помощи на форуме спасены, уже найдены и раскопаны три здания, первая же вылазка в пустыню принесла аква-сплеш, твиноид и вкусный стейк. My rogalic sense is tingling, полагаю, я не переживу первую ночь.

[Gwaedh]

Просто лол.
Один день просидел АФК, фармил экспу в СВТОР.
Итог — ВСЕ СДОХЛИ, ПОЗДРАВЛЯЮ, ВЫ БЫЛИ В ПОСЛЕДНЕЙ ЛИНИИ ОБОРОНЫ.
Из четырех дней только один раз закрыли ворота. Молодцы.

[VilgO]

CPantZ умерла в первый же день, гм.