You 5 people are at a house that is full of zombies. What do you do?
rolled 6d6 and got a natural 19. After the modifier of +6, got 25
the#ofthebeast
"Vhat an interesting predicament," a gas masked man in a heavy, black and brown trench coat croons to the fox cub curled up in his arms. Screams of the undead echo from within as he approaches the house, without waiting for anyone else. The fox is taking up the use of his left arm, so with his right, he reaches into a bulging apothecary satchel around his waist and pulls out a grenade that has been painted yellow with a smiley face on it.
"It's time for your fruit salad~!" he sings and hurls it in through one of the windows, breaking the glass with little resistance, "I hope you like pineapples!" he calls then grabs the AUG assault rifle hanging at his hip and lifts it as he kicks in the door.
"Let's play~" he yells loudly as he enters.
"It's time for your fruit salad~!" he sings and hurls it in through one of the windows, breaking the glass with little resistance, "I hope you like pineapples!" he calls then grabs the AUG assault rifle hanging at his hip and lifts it as he kicks in the door.
"Let's play~" he yells loudly as he enters.
The sound of sweet music filled the air nearby. It was a calling which weaker willed creatures, specifically the zombies in hearing distance, could not resist. Ceilibell stood on top of a pile of rock and rubble as they surrounded her. Her eyes were closed and she wasn't worried. They just came to listen to her, they couldn't actually see her at the moment, though anyone else could have. And abrupt explosion startled her and jarred her music. She opened her eyes in surprise and saw the zombies around her stirring. A few had already spotted her and were starting to climb up the rubble.
Ceilibell shrugged. She would've preferred to draw more, but this would do. She closed her eyes again and brought the flute back up to her lips. She played a single high-pitched note too high to be heard by humans. The zombies grabbed at their heads as the high frequency of the note turned their brains to mush and it came out their ears and nose like melted ice cream. She cut off once the last zombie had fallen and picked her way through the dead bodies. The benefit to her technique was that she didn't have to worry about survivors she might have missed. As long as they could hear, no one escaped her music unscathed. She entered a house that the sound had come from and saw a man who seemed to be enjoying himself and a little fox. She smiled and waggled her fingers at it.
Ceilibell shrugged. She would've preferred to draw more, but this would do. She closed her eyes again and brought the flute back up to her lips. She played a single high-pitched note too high to be heard by humans. The zombies grabbed at their heads as the high frequency of the note turned their brains to mush and it came out their ears and nose like melted ice cream. She cut off once the last zombie had fallen and picked her way through the dead bodies. The benefit to her technique was that she didn't have to worry about survivors she might have missed. As long as they could hear, no one escaped her music unscathed. She entered a house that the sound had come from and saw a man who seemed to be enjoying himself and a little fox. She smiled and waggled her fingers at it.
firelord ignites the gun powder randomly pouring out of the zombies and ducks out of the way.
rolled 10d100 and got a natural 391. After the modifier of +999, got 1390
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