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latest map update with interiors of house and celler on the way.

IT'S STRATEGY
STRAT
E
GY

Why is strategy mispelt?

>fired apon
>tomatos
>successfull
>celler

Arthur, Will and Jerry (if he has recovered sufficiently) were just about to head to a (seemingly) deserted farm two hours north.

I like the pictures a lot, though. Just spellcheck it.

(fuck year!)

Wilhelm shoulders his M4 as he jumps up into the bed of the pick up.
"Arther, jerry! are you coming or what!" He shouts out.

Jerry winces as he sips a hit flask of whiskey
" lets see if we can find some pain meds this run yeah ? "

Arthur exits the house, Jerry not far behind.
"I'll be right there." He opens the door for Jerry to get in, hops into the driver's seat and they're off.

(How do we do with the farm? An acctual encounter, or should we just list what we loot?)
(Also: You seem to have mistyped the verification, FFFFFFFUU)

*****
A youngish, scruffy looking man riding a mountain bike approaches. Carrying a backpack with a small supply of food, some basic tools and notably a machete.
***

Anybody home? I'm not here to fight, I'm just looking for some food or supplies

>>11611159
Samuel, with Payton's help, puts the recently hunted deer down by his tractor, and looks at Wilhelm. "Any objections If I come along?"

>>11611210

Wilhelm pulls up his rifle to bear on the new comer
"Your free to stay stranger so long as you contribute your share"

>>11611254

"None at all, extra rifleis always handy"

...ometimES IT'S JUST The way it go... ou KNOW?
What can you do?
Anyway, it's that time again - clear the kids out folks, I don't want to scare the little'uns.
Y'all heard the reports, but I go a couple more ...s to put of the list now, thanks to the Hawkinses.
Them folks have been doing a lot of travelling, so we got them to tank for some o' this, and the folks over in the Valley too. Remeber, keep scanning those airwaves, and let me know - the more everyone knows an' all.
Hell, I'm rambling again.
Anyway I hope the kids're out, 'cos apparently Kansas City, Albuquerque and Tulsa gone the way of Boston and the old NYC.
That's bringing the total of major cities we know have gone tot he shit up to fourteen, which ain't great news, and more than a few of them names wound up falling out with the National Guard in the process...

Anyway, Imma go ahead and balance this out with something a little more upbeat - that you hear in the background comin' up i some good old Blue Oyster Cult - kick back, folks, they ain't made rock music like this in more than a few years.

>The clock strikes twelve and moondrops burst, out at yo...

A small black dot shows up on horizon, growing larger and larger still. Soon anyone on the lookout can make out a limping man in his mid-fourties, wearing what looks like dusty Army uniform devoid of any signs of rank or belonging. On his back is a heavy-looking backpack, and a holster is seen bulging under his left armpit.
"Eh pals, you got some water or food for an old man, huh?" - he calls out as he walks near the farm, - "Actually, shelter would be sweet, too - I can earn it, used to be a flight technician in the previous life, and I've got some tools with me".

>>11611270
(We have a DJ on the radio? SWEET.)

>>11611272
"Name's Tom, but everyone keeps calling me Swede for some goddamn reason" - he adds, touching his unkept blond beard (which is a reason obvious enough).

Jerry looks at the old map he found in his fathers tool draw.
" so we have to pass through Summerville ? on the way to the farm." jerry looks worried.
"did you guys cut through this town on your way here ?"

>>11611263
Nods "Wait a minute." Opens one his boxes and takes out the M16. "There. My revolvers fine and dandy, but sometimes you need something that can reliably hit something further away than a hundred feet."

Well, I'm not much of a wilderness kinda guy, only ever fired a gun once in my life. But I've done some construction before

>...a staAAAAAAAAAAAAAAaaar
Heya folks, back again with a little update - Missus Andy Bellins has just had their first baby. Called 'im Steve.
Congrats guys - now Andy, get off the set and go help your wife, you dumb bastard.
Good to hear frOM YOU FOLKS, ALl the best from Radio Free Crater.
Anyway, I think we got the technical probelms sorted - we kept drifting out of our normal wavelength some reason, some of y'all might not have known it was me, but we're back in the game, guys - Radio Free Crater's here all night every night for your good music hearing - this bad boy's solar powered.
Now, I just stuck the singles collection on, so this here coming in is Burnin' For you...

>Home in the valley, home in...

>>11611304

"We take it fast then. When we approach the town we find main street, speed right on through and get to the other side. No stopping. Me and sam will sit in the bed ready to provide cover if needed" Wilhelm says

>>11611350
"Right, I'll keep the pedal to the metal then."

"So... When are we heading out then?"

>>11611431
(Technically we've already headed out, but I guess it doesn't hurt)
The pickup blazes across the highway, kicking up the dust that has settled there. The sun is slightly past it's zenith but it is not overly hot. The green paint in the pickup has begun to chip, to Arthur's dissatisfaction.

>>11611452
(well shit, disregard that post then)

Wow, these guys are trusting, leaving me with all their stuff... Not that I'm going to steal from anyone with this many guns. Guess I should keep an eye out for anyone else

Wilhelm sits in the back of the pick up, looking around the area, making sure there aren't any threats.

>>11611483

(theres like 5 other people in camp, most armed)

Samuel fiddles with his revolver, occasionally removing rounds before inserting them again.

>>11611483
>Leaving you with all their stuff and the other half-dozen inhabitants of the house.

>>11611506
This is what I get for coming in a day late
Is anyone keeping track of the characters in this one?

Swede is standing still, whistling, waiting for any kind of reply.

Then he shrugs, pulls down the backpack, produces a tarp and what looks like a standard issue army medkit, sits on the tarp and busies himself changing the bandages on a deep wound on his left ankle, whistling through his teeth.

>>11611544
(http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/archive/11580613/ the archived thread from two days ago might help.)

###
>>11611544
I expect drawinganondude has an idea.
If not Arthur and Wilhelm have been two of the more prolific posters, so may have an idea.
There's always the archives.
###

You leave the empty highway 8 miles from jerrys fathers property, you can smell the thick smell of burning rubber and chemicals and its getting stronger the closer you get to Summersville.

you stop the pickup on the outskirts of town

" we should have gone around" jerry says under his breath.
before you there is utter destruction, large office blocks or apartment buildings are ablaze, It looks like they may have been burning for days. The air is thick with black smoke, ahead you can see wrecked cars. a large semi trailer blocks the road.

>>11611580
#######
I guess I was spoiled in the spacecolony quest by some excellent recordkeeping. thanks for the archive link

>>11611588
Holsters his revolver and hefts the M16, carefully looking around. "I don't like this place."

"Hey, you think they've seen us? I think we can still go around if we think fast?" Arthur whispers and seems wuite nervous, "We have no idea how many they are, or how much firepower they've got."

>>11611580
Last time (on the space colony) we had to keep a list, if you remember. Minding that I am late most of the time, and my job schedule won't allow me to linger much longer, I suggest someone more persistently present kept track.

>>11611588

A smile grows across Wilhelms face
"We're getting that truck" He says as he dismounts the pick up
"I'm going to check it out, you guys cover me" He says as he slowly approaches, M4 trained on it.

(OOC: can i decide whether or not something is in the back or the keys are in it, or is that for you to decide draw anon?)

>>11611588

A large Scruffy looking head sticks out of the back of the truck. He flags you down with what looks like a crossbow made of rulers, paperclips, rubberbands and a broom handle

"HEY! You Guys GOT ANY FOOD? I'll Trade ya!"
(OOC feel free to leave him on the side of the road, I'll just keep making characters till one gets picked up)

Jerry looks at the old map " man this things useless, i know for a fact half of these roads were re-named in the 70's." He looks at the nearest street sign.. " that one isnt even on here " FUCK.

OOC: Everybody, im going to take a list of the characters and manage it. Write down your character profile here.

"OK, Will can handle this."
...
"Will can handle this, right? Sam, keep him covered in case it's an ambush."

Payton darts down the road, having followed the truck after being awoken by its engine, and pulls up behind the green pickup.
"My god. This place is a nightmare."

He unties his bow from the back of the ATV and grabs a few arrows.
"Jerry, what's the plan?"

>>11611673
"you can count on me Arthur." Lowers his M16 to give cover to Wilhelm.

>>11611627
rp its all good, i'm just along for the ride

>>11611640

Wilhelm pulls his M4 up to bare on the man who popped out the rear of the truck
"Put the weapon down and we'll talk, Sir" He say as he stares down the sights to his weapon.

>>11611677
"God dammit Payton you could at least have taken one of my guns before deciding to follow us."

>>11611696
Payton laughs quietly.
"Good idea. Give me a gun. Then you won't need anyone else to shoot at you, because I'll probably fuck up and do that myself. If I can hit a running deer with an arrow, I'm sure I can hit a person."

>>11611671
Name: Arthur
Age: Unknown, looks to be mid-twenties to early-thirtes
Background: Arthur used to live in Ramswhich, quite a way from his current location, where he worked at a grocery store. During his free time he played in a jazz band and still carries his guitar around: Isabella, a beautiful jazz guitar. He is the owner of the green pickuptruck Isabel (Yes, it's called Isabel) which is the workhorse vehicle of the camp.

He's pretty stable, but isn't all too used to the idea of gunfire and combat. He is slowly overcoming this though.

>>11611671
Swede, ex-flight technician with the Air Force.

Skills: competent in electronics (especially inertial guidance systems); basic knowledge of mechanics and metalworking.

Possessions: M9 pistol with 2 clips, backpack with a sleeping bag, a tent, a medkit, a couple of MREs, basic tools of the trade.

>>11611714
"Hah! Good one." Refocuses on covering Wilhelm

** the air is chokingly hot next to the large fire, the smoke makes jerry cover his mouth with his sleve.

** there are no signs of life anywhere from what you can tell.

Name: William Hanford

Recent biosciences graduate, some skill at basic construction. Reasonably fit, but no real combat skills

>>11611685

Sudden realization flows over his face as he puts down the home made junk weapon and puts his hands over his head

"Whoa, heavy duty there! I just want some bread... or a cheeseburger if you got it. Paper isn't exactly good for the digestion."

He kicks open one of the back doors to show boxes of office supplys that are ripped open and sorted into a box fort.

(OOC description incoming)

God damn I love edgy strategy.

Wilhelm continues to approach the 18 wheeler. He breaches the back of it, to find it completely empty, before going to the cab and checking it, pulling out a set of keys and jingling them.
"Haha, looks like we got more pulling power boys!" He yells back

>>11611810
Arthur leans out the window, "Sweet! She needs a name!"

>>11611671

OOC:

Big Pete (potential new character)

Age: 47 Hight:5' 8" 225 lbs. Black Male

Big Rig driver and hobby craftsmen.

>>11611781

"Your free to come with us, but no matter what we're taking this truck' Wilhelm says as he jumps in the cab and shuts the door.
"Non-negotiable"

Payton heads toward the first of two warehouse style buildings and glances in through the windows.
"Guys! There's some solar panels in here! I can see a few sticking out from under a tarp.Looks like there's a few blankets and a box sitting next to them. Probably worth checking out."

>>11611671
Name: Samuel J. Karsk
Age: 53
Background: Samuel used to work as a policeman before he retired, after which he shifted almost his entire focus on his firearm enthusiasm, camping and hunting.

Samuel knows how to keep his cool, and rarely panics. He has a lot of experience with shooting, due to his background as a cop, his hunting, and his tendency to go to gun-ranges.

Possessions: His tractor, a wagon attached to the tractor, several 9mm pistol, one .32 hunting rifle, one M16 and one Smith and Wesson model 500 (plus ammo for all owned weapons).
Also has a one man tent, basic survival equipment (A first aid kit, and several different utility tools among others), cured meat for three days and enough fuel for a week's worth of driving.

>>11611840
"Ok, I'll bring the truck around" Arthur drives the truck closer so it will be easier loading the stuff.

" Jerry looks up at Will jingeling the keys" shit yeah some good luck finally"
" man we could fill that thing with supplies to really boost the farm, problem is fueling the fucker."

>>11611671
Name: Payton
Age: Unknown so far, looks to be in early 20's
Stuff: Was on his way home from college (unspecified location in NY) when everything went to shit. His car was totaled in an accident. He managed to scavenge a red ATV and a bow and arrow from a pickup on the road. He's wearing a blue windbreaker, dirty blue jeans and beat up tennis shoes. College fit (meaning a slight beer belly.) He's shaken up by the whole situation, but is slowly changing.

>>11611873
Looks at Jerry"I got a weeks worth of fuel back with my tractor, though that would require us to got back to get it."

>>11611873

"Enough to get to the farm and back to camp" Wilhelm yells, holding his rifle.
"Lets get those panels and get moving, i dont want to stay much longer"

>ages 47, 53, "mid-forties"
So we have a gentlemen's club here or what?

>>11611827

"Ok, but she's only got about 35 more miles of gas left... I'd rather I drive her... If ya don't mind."

littered around are various office supply's that have been broken apart and hobbled together into a crossbow and a series of pencil bolts.

also 12 empty cans of redbull, a discarded persciption bottle and empty boxes that are marked 'A40 copy paper, white'

" LOWER YOUR WEAPONS AND PUT YOUR HANDS ON YOUR HEADS" the words echo out of a on a loudspeaker.

>>11611889
Walks over to Wilhelm "Hey." Motions towards one of the burning buildings "You seeing that?"

(OOC If you don't get what I am talking about, check the picture)

>>11611873

OOC

seems Big Pete is in a state of Character Quantum flux

DOES BIG PETE EXIST? Y / N

I don't really care either way, I'll just keep throwing in characters till you guys take one along for the ride.

>>11611897
"Ohshit!" Arthur places both hands on the wheel, "Ohshitohshit!"

>>11611897

"Fuck!" Wilhelm shouts pulling his weapon up
"Everybody get into a vehicle immediately!" He shouts again, starting the engine
"If you want to drive your big rig, you'd best get the fuck here!"

>>11611915

(ive spoken to you twice)

Opens up one of the garage doors to the warehouse, and peeks around the inside. Not seeing anyone around, he slowly makes his way over to the pile of supplies.
"Looks like we've got four panels, and a small generator. Four...no five blankets. And oh man! This box is full of fucking Spam! Tarp doesn't look too..."

The loudspeaker echoed through the warehouse. Payton darts to the road-side wall, glancing out of a window.
"Oh fuck, oh fuck. What do I do?"

>>11611923

The Rig Roars to life and Pete Pops it into gear

"Ok, lets go then"

The rig starts to roll forward

(OOC still confused if Pete exists or not)

characters i got so far

Wilhelm Kaufmann
Profession: Unknown
Age: looks to be late 20s

Arther
Profession: Muscian
Age:mid 20s

Big pete
Profession: Truck driver
Age: 47

Samuel J Karsk
Profession: Police officer
Age:53

Jerry
Profession: Unknown
Age: 24

Theodoor
Profession: Unknown
Age: Early 20s

RO
Age: 29
Profession: None

Payton
Age: 22
Profession: None

Ermine Gestalt
Age:21
Profession: Preacher

Mrs Robins
Age:63
Profession: Former nurse

"Pile in guys!" Arthur brings Isabel into gear, "And hang on tight!"

>>11611957

(buddy, if i talk to you and you respond, you exist)

>>11611948
"PAYTON! GRAB WHAT YOU CAN! WERE LEAVING A.S.A.P!" Jump's unto the van and aims around.

>>11611936

(OOC you seem to be the only one acknowledging my existence, drawinganondude seems to have not noticed me and I'm sorta treating him as GM as he is OP)

>>11611948
Arthur backs the pickup into the garage, "Get it onto the bed, quick as fucking hell! Sam, give 'im a hand!", revving the engine, "Like fuck I'm letting a solar panel go."

>>11611962
o/

*Will is making himself busy helping out in the fields*
Is there anywhere I can dump my stuff? I don't mind whatever corner, as long as it's dry

>>11611980
(I'm OK with Big Pete, can't hurt with an eccentric, as long as you don't try to bring an entire moving truck full of tungsten deer bullets and diesel generators I'm all for it)

>>11611988

Fuck, ill add you right now. Just whats your profession again?

>>11611980
(OOC- I acknowledge you, I just haven't bothered to talk to you)

>>11611970

(OCC Well alright then!)

Big Pete pulls on the horn before revving the engine and taking off

"Hope none of your scary friends got left behind, last time I saw military it ended with everybody dead...'cept me of course"

>>11611962
I'm here too

>>11611984

"Oh shit! Let's hurry this up!"
Payton grabs the blankets and the box of spam, tossing them in the truck first. He tries to lift a solar panel, but they're too big for him to carry alone.
"Someone help me out with these fucking things."

>>11611997
>>11611754

>>11611996

(OOC the truck is full of office supply's. While mostly useless, their are cleaning supply's in there too including ammonia, rubbing alcohol, and hand sanitizer... some other useful chemicals like toner and the like)

as the big rig is in mid manuver there is a flurry of activity, men clad in full riot gear sprint from behind one of the burning buildings, Their riot sheilds raised and handguns drawn.

Jerry spits a mouthfull of burbone on his hands and hups back into the pickup,
"oh fuck oh fuck oh fuck i'm not going back no way no how" get the fuck in or i'm leaving you behind, a bullet wizzes past his head.

" i'm not going back now fucking way" he repeats shaking his head.

>>11612027

(OOC: added)
>>11612026

"God dammit lets move! If you dont get in that truck Payton ill shoot you myself!" Wihelm yells, searching the surroundings looking for the threat.

>>11612049
"Jerry, down that bottle and calm down." Arthur revs the engine, "GODdammit, hurry up with the panel and stuff!"

>>11612049
"FUCK!" Takes cover behind the planks of the can/truck
"Hurry up Payton! Leave those goddamn solar panels!"

>>11612049

Wilhelm opens fire as soon as a target comes into sight, sheering off the top of one of the troopers helmet, and skull.

He continues to fire into the riot troops until he's forced to reload.

yelling out at the military

DON'T YOU GODDANM SHOOT MY GODDANM RIG YOU MOTHERFUCKS!

(If possible, Big Pete would like to attempt to run over any riot clad police if they are within range)

"Sam, try to keep their heads down! Shit just got real!"

"You guys want a piece of me!?" Fire's a few bursts with the M16. one bullet hit's a trooper in the foot, but the others bounces off the riot shield

>>11612077
"No fucking way! God damnit!"
Payton grabs the generator and drags the panels along behind him. The bottom two are shattered into uselessness, but the top two are still fine. He yanks out the cords connecting the ruined panels, and shoves the last two into the back of the pickup.
"There! We got something at least! Let's get the fuck out of here!"

Jerry empties his handgun in the direction of one riot cop, his arm hanging out the pickups passanger seat window.
" not going back" he reloads and empties another clip not even aiming.

the big rig swings around and begins to pull away.

>>11612111
"Well at least it's something!" Arthur STEPS ON IT, "We'll be going back to base!" The pickup starts speeding off towards the camp.

Draws his revolver and fires a shot, the heavy caliber round visibly damages the riot shield.
"STEP ON IT! WE GOTTA GET OUT OF HERE!"

Wilhelm leans out the window as they pull away to lay down a hail of fire to keep the hostiles heads down, letting out 2 round bursts to suppress, not kill.

aren't you supposed to be concentrating on your lousy job or were you fired already op
btw spellcheckers are free

The Rig builds up speed and bounces over the bits of car and debris on the road.

"So, where am I goin again? And do they have food there?"

>>11612145
>I'm a fag and I don't know what Stratedgy is. NO FUN ALLOWED!
Fixed that for you

>>11612174

"Just follow the pickup!" He yells inbetween shots

>>11612136
"Oh fuck me sideways!"
Payton can only shake his head as the truck starts speeding away, his abandoned ATV still sitting in the middle of the road.

>>11612175
STRATEGY. STRATEGY.

Christ, do you know how to spell it and just fuck up on purpose to piss people off? Sage on principle.

"You allright Jerry?" Arthur chuckles half-heartedly, "Looks like you ain't going back after all."

>>11612145
i work for myself motherfucker enjoy your monkey aids

>>11612194
No, Stratedgy, Edgy Strategy. You schmuck.

>>11612225
That is not a word and you are a retard.

>>11612194
(And yet my point still stands. It's called Stratedgy because it's edgy strategy you asshole.
http://1d4chan.org/wiki/Stratedgy)

>>11612175
troll actually
and i was there from his first village "stratedgy" game

he still cant type
he's a great artist but lousy dm sadly
a lot of the time leaves his shit unfinished

i'm just friendly poking him, but yeah it did sound a bit too rude

http://1d4chan.org/wiki/Stratedgy

>>11612145
>>11612194

>trolling an RP thread in /tg/

>>11612237
That's fucking retarded.

Again, though, the pictures are super cool. I thought it was like videogame art when I first saw them. It's cool that you decided to do this, but your made-up word is still really stupid.

11612145 &
11612194
are two distinct trolls actually
theres a bunch of people who hate seeing that mangled word

>>11612243
Yeah, but that unfinished staff is still fun as hell. So it's all well.

Besides, there's no way to become a good GM besides trying (and sometimes failing, of course), and since I'm a newbie at GMing myself, I can relate.

>>11612289
You just can't let it slide, can you?

>>11612316
No. It's really annoying. There's no need to use it at all.

>>11612329
Hey guess what!? You are also really annoying, there's no reason for you to continue to post!

>>11612342

There's no reason to continue to feed the trolls either.

guys, dont even address the haters.

(OOC I say we just ignore the trolls)

>>11612363
(Brofist)

** you manage to pull away from the firefight in summerville, the side of the big rig is littered with bullet holes.

jerry drinks himself to sleep that night.

>>11612414
(OOC: My tractor is not in the picture. Will you add it if I provide a reference?)

*** 3 new baby chickens are born , there are 8 fresh eggs on average every day from the hens.

** the grain crop is starting to sprout and needs to be water once a day.

>>11612185

"Well I'm Pete, Nice to meet ya. Now who the hell are you guys?"

Hell, I'm glad I wasn't on that ride. Everyone alright?

>>11612431
yes

"Oh shit. That's was intense." ARthur steps out of the pickup, "Is everyone safe and sound?"

>>11612414
Oh yes you sure are an illiterate cunt
So it took you 20 minutes to copy paste a truck to another finished picture.
That guy that said you were a good artist was so wrong.

(currently illustrating celler level of house)

>>11612433
"Oh, of course." Arthur extends his hand towards Big Pete, "I'm Arthur, I do this and that around here."

Wilhelm hops out of the truck and inspects it.

"Hey pete, anything in the back of this thing that'd be useful?"

Mrs Robins arrived when she heard the engine of the truck gasping at the sight of the vehicle.

"Everyone you are finally back! What did you bring home? I hope you found blankets this time." - she waved

>>11612439
(This pic should give you a rough idea what the tractor looks like, remember that it has wagon attached to it.)

>>11612446
yeah sorry about that

>>11612471
"I'm not sure." Arthur hops onto the bed of the pickup and checks the goods, "There's a generator and two solar panels. I think there's something stuck inbetween them.. Hang on." Arthur manages to shift the panels despite his awkward position, "Yep, three blankets. Here ya are."

Swede finishes fumbling with the bondages, grimaces as he gets up and walks up to the armed men, limping still - "Oh, so, you are the guys with the guns around here. Unless you shoot civilians, like my previous employers, I'd gladly see if I could weld those holes in your vehicles shut. And I'd generally make myself useful for shelter and food".

>>11612471
"Finally!" Mrs Robins cheered happily "Now hopefully we will have enough for everyone.
Mmmm these are oiled, they would need a good wash but our detergent is a bad one. Oh well I ll think of something to clean them."

"Well." Jumps of the truck "That was exiting. I think I'll just go and butcher that deer now." Drags the deer by the tractor some distance away from the house.

>>11612531
"Check Big Pete's rig, I think he said something about detergent. Or was it bleach?" ARthur massages his temples, "I need a smoke."

>>11612467

Pete Walks around back and opens up the big rig to reveal boxes of office supply's.

"Well if you guys intend to start a company, I'm your savior. I've already cannibalized some staplers a broom and rubber bands into this here crossbow thing. Their are some cleaning supply's in there too. ammonia, rubbing alcohol, hand sanitizer, some stuff that smells like oranges. Oh, and a box of instant coffee. Maybe you could concoct something useful out of the printer toner, but that about it for the useful stuff."

>>11612526

"I know the feeling buddy" Wilhelm says "Feel free, might as well get you doing something around here".

>>11612542

Tosses half a pack of camels to Arthur

"I need to quit anyway... not like their will be a lot of smokes around here soon, right?"

Pete chuckles to himself.

I haven't managed to find any coffee since this all started. any chance of getting a cup of that?

>>11612619
"Thanks, wait 'till I show you what we looted a few days ago." Arthur chuckles and he sits down on the veranda lighting a cigarette, "Good work back there, I'm not sure what you were hoping to accomplish with the home-made crossbow, but if you're that handy with, say, woodworking I'm sure you'll be a valuable asset."

Swede produces a small gas welder from his backpack, and goes to look for anything salvageable in the pile of junk in front of the house to weld over those bullet holes.

"Is that blue car over there running?" - he asks as the first metal sheet is being welded in place, - "Could try using its hull to armor up your pickup..."

>>11612624

"knock yourself out, I've been living on that and paper for the last few days.

speaking of... what a man gotta do to get some real grub around here?"

>>11612671
"TOMATOES!" Samuels distant voice calls "And soon, DEER!"

>>11612671
"Work well, survive another day." Arthur inhales deeply, "We've got a fuckton of tomatoes in the cellar, as well as some canned goods."

(On a related note, I've gotta go. I'll be back for later games, just be sure to archive this one so I know what's happened. Arthur will help out in camp in the meantime. Good game today.)

>>11612671

"We got some tomatos and canned food in the cellar, or if you want you can grab an egg from the chicken coop and fry one of those up"

>>11612659

"I had to defend myself a while ago... some gang of punks tried to take my rig... they chased me for a few days... eventually got a few of 'em with this contraption.

I'm not any professional, but I tinker with little building projects on the side... And of course I'm good around trucks and the like. I bet with a few days and some work I could make this heap of junk worth a danm."

>>11612731
"Well that sounds useful." Samuel walks past Pete, his arms covered in deer blood up to the elbows "Anyone got a clean bucket? I need to drain the blood!"

>>11612671

Payton jumps down from the pickup and grimaces at his box of Spam. In his rush to get it into the truck, about half the cans fell out. There's only 10 left. He looks over at Pete and shrugs.
"You're welcome to some Spam if want. I wouldn't even eat this crap in school, but I guess I'll learn to live with it. I'm Payton by the way. I do not a whole lot around here."

>>11612719


"Goddanm a fried egg sounds like heaven right about now."

Pete Trots off to the chicken coop

I really hope there's no-one coming behind you though. Who did you run into out there?

>>11612809
"The military apparently." Walks past William with a bucket in his still blood covered hand, towards the deer carcass.

>>11612771
(sorry was away)

"I will fix you boys some scrambled eggs but we don t have any bread for it so watch it or else you ll ruin your stomache! I ll be 10 minutes!"

Mrs Robins goes back to the house with the blankets and heads for the kitchen

>>11612829

"Military wouldn't have announced themselves. Chances are its more NG, which barely fucking counts as military" Wilhelm says as he sits down, cleaning his M4

"Alright guys, I need to get some sleep. Not feeling all too great right now."
Waving, Payton headed into the house and curled up to sleep

(Have to leave for about an hour. Hopefully game is still going when I get back)

celler of main house where we are keeping our current inventory.

(heading off too, fucking 5:30am. I wish this awesome quest started a little earlier. Don't forget to archive it guys.)

If they come searching that huge rig is going to stick out like a sore thumb.

thats it for me today, good going, hey we got a big rig nice.

next session thursday.

>>11612943
Holy hell, is that a sword there?

Also, I believe with my character busy enough, I am free to go get some sleep - almost midnight in the Old World, and I am working tomorrow.

I've archived this thread - please do the same for the rest of them if we happen to have more than one today.

good night all!

>>11612943
Good night Drawanon. Awesome as always.

Oh, all the better.

Night, folks, it's been a fun session - looking forward to the next one.
Also, OP, thanks for the e-mail.

>>11612992
no its a silver baseball bat,
when we get new things that are stored in the celler or whatever i'l update this image and get it more and more finished.

That pond may be enough water for now, but we'll need more if we can get it. I'm going to set up any spare tarps we have for some rain collectors. Who would have though watching 28 days later would come in handy?

>>11613117
will be updated on the map for next session as well as that dudes tractor.

>>11613117
if we manage to rp a change of location its all good, we would just need to get on the road and survive some road warrior style combat for a little while, but fuel would be a major major issue with a convoy.

The celler is going to act as an updatable inventory area for our supplies etc.
I'm working on the upstairs layout now also, for roleplay purposes, any changes will be taken into consideration and updated.

if anyone gives me shit about my complaining about the misspelling of "strategy" i invite you to read the op's post and also >>11611103

"stratedgy" isn't an intentional stylistic misspelling, the op is just a butt who refuses to stop fucking up after being asked to repeatedly

>>11614711
Who cares? Guy's drawing us stuff, has made some fun threads, keeps coming back despite people like you. Why are you so threatened by bad spelling?

>>11614711
"stratedgy" isn't an intentional stylistic misspelling"

- yeas it is, I purrposely speal it that way because, to mess with the officer nocaps of the werld.so why the hate just chillax spell bro

offers fistbump ...

Hey am the guy who has been playing Theodore "Ted" Kord. Noticed that his profession was left blank. He was just an office worker at some huge conglomerate. Nothing too fancy. Just menial tasks.

>>11615580
good, more info the better because i'm working on player portraits for all active players.

...epoRT TIMe, so here's your pick-me-up song - I swear the shit they got in the basement is so much strangeer than what they had up here - a little bit of Sonny and Cher...
Fuck me but I never imagined life would get this weird...

>They say we're young an...

>I got you babe,
>I got you babe...

Well, that was warming, weren't it?

It's time for my hourly plug again folks - if you see a man on a horse in a pink'n'black blanket, I'd be much obliged if you could feed him, inform him and point him to the next nearest outpost of civilisation.
My man Stanley been on the road for three weeks now, and every time he checks in he sounds more miserable than the last.
A hot meal and a wash, a bed indoors, anything you can help him with is much appreciated, but what the world wants is info - you know anything at all, you tell my man Stanley, and he'll tell me.
That what you just heard before the lovebirds was warblin', that was Stanley's news from my mouth.
Man's got balls like a blue whale.

And now, ladies and gents, it's one of them MoTown classics - all o' y'all get yerselfs outside in the rain, cos there's dancing to be done...

>Caaallin out, around the wooorld...

>>11615702
To help you so more, I guess he would look like the comic book Ted Kord (Blue Beetle).

Damn, missed the thread again. Ah well, there's always Thursday and I didn't have my character ready anyway.

>> quahats [o]

I swear Captcha is becoming more deranged...