Post by gregory on Jan 16, 2008 0:54:34 GMT -5
Progress report. Day six of the siege, I think... I'm not the official Hash Mark Crosser-Offer for the current siege, so I'm not expected to stay sober enough to know what day it is. Anyway, the Blackmore is EHB but suffering a temporary power outage, but I suspect someone with more AP will rectify that shortly.
A few minutes before my login today, some zed in survivor clothing freeran inside, wrecked the genny, and brought the 'cades down to an oh-so-worrying QSB. Apparently, it then realized its arms were far too flabby to finish the job, but instead of taking a bite out of a survivor or two before APing out, this particularly cowardly zed started groaning at me. I'm not sure why it thought this would help. The undead legions outside that have thus far shown themselves too impotent to prevent their once-ruined suburb from becoming a freerunner's paradise, so I'm not sure what this zed expected groaning to accomplish. Maybe it thought that it could convince me it was actually a survivor engaged in self-pleasuring past times.
Having ousted this vermin and re-barricaded the building, I looked around for FAK targets. Everyone (I'm not going to give specific numbers for tactical reasons, but I'll admit that it was 50+) was at full HP. You rarely see that in a mall even during a lull between Shacknews getting bored and LUE getting interested. So I decided to go on a little scouting run around the suburb.
I saw only 1 ruined building in about 15 AP of travel, and the lowest I saw the 'cades on the non-ruined buildings was QSB. Did the RRF surrender their home suburb to survivor control and just forget to tell us about it? Maybe the armistice announcement got lost in the radio spam. I didn't have the patience to look around outside (the 'burb hasn't been in survivor hands long enough for a formal barricade policy to become widespread, so finding an entry point is pure luck), but the interiors are rather peaceful. It's such a nice, safe neighborhood that I think when I have kids, I'll raise them in Ridleybank.
Not being extraordinarily concerned about the Blackmore falling in the immediate future, I thought I'd visit Ghetto Cow in Mogridge, for the night. I say this for the benefit of any Gore Corps members who might be disappointed to look for me at the Blackmore and discover I'm not in, at the moment.
As much as I'm making light of this conflict, this being Ridleybank, there is *always* danger. If you're a newbie, we won't yell at you for poking your head inside the Blackmore, but please remember that every Blackmore siege has ended in a massacre of the defenders by some zombie group that just joined in large numbers a few weeks ago. It's only a matter of time before some other big forum discovers Urban Dead and decides to create a mob of zombies who use IRC to coordinate their attacks so they can take all the malls by storm before getting bored and quitting the game so the RRF and other, more familiar zed groups can take the credit for the victory. Don't say you weren't warned!
DISCLAIMER: The above makes no attempt to present a fair and balanced view of zombies, and it might even be filled with lies. I love you guys, but if we didn't trash talk you zombies into beating the hell out of us, we wouldn't be Bastards. It's a tradition!
A few minutes before my login today, some zed in survivor clothing freeran inside, wrecked the genny, and brought the 'cades down to an oh-so-worrying QSB. Apparently, it then realized its arms were far too flabby to finish the job, but instead of taking a bite out of a survivor or two before APing out, this particularly cowardly zed started groaning at me. I'm not sure why it thought this would help. The undead legions outside that have thus far shown themselves too impotent to prevent their once-ruined suburb from becoming a freerunner's paradise, so I'm not sure what this zed expected groaning to accomplish. Maybe it thought that it could convince me it was actually a survivor engaged in self-pleasuring past times.
Having ousted this vermin and re-barricaded the building, I looked around for FAK targets. Everyone (I'm not going to give specific numbers for tactical reasons, but I'll admit that it was 50+) was at full HP. You rarely see that in a mall even during a lull between Shacknews getting bored and LUE getting interested. So I decided to go on a little scouting run around the suburb.
I saw only 1 ruined building in about 15 AP of travel, and the lowest I saw the 'cades on the non-ruined buildings was QSB. Did the RRF surrender their home suburb to survivor control and just forget to tell us about it? Maybe the armistice announcement got lost in the radio spam. I didn't have the patience to look around outside (the 'burb hasn't been in survivor hands long enough for a formal barricade policy to become widespread, so finding an entry point is pure luck), but the interiors are rather peaceful. It's such a nice, safe neighborhood that I think when I have kids, I'll raise them in Ridleybank.
Not being extraordinarily concerned about the Blackmore falling in the immediate future, I thought I'd visit Ghetto Cow in Mogridge, for the night. I say this for the benefit of any Gore Corps members who might be disappointed to look for me at the Blackmore and discover I'm not in, at the moment.
As much as I'm making light of this conflict, this being Ridleybank, there is *always* danger. If you're a newbie, we won't yell at you for poking your head inside the Blackmore, but please remember that every Blackmore siege has ended in a massacre of the defenders by some zombie group that just joined in large numbers a few weeks ago. It's only a matter of time before some other big forum discovers Urban Dead and decides to create a mob of zombies who use IRC to coordinate their attacks so they can take all the malls by storm before getting bored and quitting the game so the RRF and other, more familiar zed groups can take the credit for the victory. Don't say you weren't warned!
DISCLAIMER: The above makes no attempt to present a fair and balanced view of zombies, and it might even be filled with lies. I love you guys, but if we didn't trash talk you zombies into beating the hell out of us, we wouldn't be Bastards. It's a tradition!