The year is 2016, you are a Las Vegas tourist from another state, perhaps even country. While you were at a casino on the strip, a man in the lobby was seen, shuffling about, until someone approached him. The shuffling man lunged at the one who came over, and bit his throat, revealing it was a zombie. Outside, countless other people are fleeing from a wave of zombies so large, even the incoming military can't control it. That was one month ago, and you are now in Johnson Station, awakening after a coma, with absolutely nothing to your name but the clothes on your backs. It's up to you, and the other Vegas survivors, to reclaim Vegas, and maybe even America, from the outbreak that has destroyed the military.
Weapons- https://www.bungie.net/en/Forum/Post/183882134/0/0
Locations- https://www.bungie.net/en/Forum/Post/183882268/0/0
NPC's- https://www.bungie.net/en/Forum/Post/183882223/0/0
Character Creator- https://www.bungie.net/en/Forum/Post/183883122/0/0
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Edited by Robot745: 1/6/2016 2:56:53 AM[i]The truck had been pinned in just the way that they couldn't get to me. Seems the scumbag I was with took my ammo, as my gun was pinned under my thigh in my pocket. I looked up at the passenger window, time to climb up. I look down and unbuckle, I fall a bit and have to muffle my yell, I realize my leg has shards of glass in it. Perfect. Judging from the blood, I'd reckon I've been out awhile. I'll have to deal with my leg now. I pull the glass out of my leg and rip some upholstery up and tie off my leg. After I take a swig of the last of my water, I begin my climb out. Peeking out I see a group of 4 of them walking around, I pull out my pistol and check, still empty. Dropping it down into the cabin I take the hand axe out of my backpack. I look down at the empty pack, fukr took my axe too. I climb out and hop down onto the pavement, they see me and begin shambling forward.[/i] [spoiler]open to admin[/spoiler]