MyLittleHellhound

For a wonder weapon how about a sound cannon idea.....sounds stupid but it would send out a giant screaming noise and then the zombies would stop, hold their heads, then fall down and the would explode? It would be called the screamcannon????

Thanks for the brain Uhhh hmmmm a couple people want like a inventory, but I think that would kinda take away the call of duty feel in zombies...... And maybe it should look like A syringe filled with maybe electric liquid?( What's 115 even look like in liquid form?) and have a big feather at the end and the bodybhas symbols etched into it..........what about you?

Lol released animals...... I'm gonna be like "omg sooo close to gunship, omg! Yes about to kill him! OH SH*t THERE'S A LION!!!!!AHHHHHHHHH NOOOOOOOOOOOO" *rage quit*

Hmmmmmmmmmm I'm not so sure about that actually, if they still have matryosha dolls and gersch, then it would be on wall somewhere, or maybe in pack a punch room? Wuld it be secondary grenade /equipment?

If there is avgirl, which I think there is accoriding to above, then I wouldn't mind being her.........i guess I hope she's actually cool though, Like nova from star craft 2 or Sarah Kerrigan,without all the technology though.. Nova Kerrigan

How about it being called the SSryinge or something if it was designednby Germans and it injectsnstuff The ss was German sooo, or I dunno that's the best I could think rit now stupid but..... Or how about the traitor dart, or the "double dose agent" because it's injecting them again with 115

Almost the same happened to me, not really but I got downed and when I got revived on the lander in mid air, I fell out of the lander onto a restricted area,/out of game area And I died

What's the plot so far??? I'm raring to rea this thing man so good luck!!

Nah nah go ahead! I'm currently writing thirdmchapter but yes, its okay you go ahead.......... can I be featured? Thatbwukd be pretty cool I have my own thing going on but your not copycat if you would like to write a story..there's always need for more! Thanks :lol:

Huh I don't know if this is relevant or. It but I remember in shi no Numa there is whispering in the swamp somewhere saying "so closento the shield" If it's relevant ...I don't kow hownto connect, but if it's not this wasnjust cuz u guys are talking bout a shield Hopenthisnhelps

Sounds like it, but the onlynthing is it was more ofna knocking like in a wall or a hammer than foot tapping, you probably right Well, I turned sound effects up and music down.so I guess that is it

I was playing five, then wephen I went in the first elevator, I hesrd a tapping noise, knock knock just going all the time. When I stepped out, it stopped. What is this

I wish they had a Japanese map with a katana......or the Bowie knife turns into dual blades......... And al Capone used the Bowie or something the knife is American

Morton swore under his breath as he swerved through the streets of the city. Sirens wailed all across as the outbreak spread to the economic block of the city, the offices and the headquarters. He took his eyes off the road for a second and looked back at his team. Johnson was twiddling his thumbs. Stewart was twitching and kept looking out the back of the car. Smith was quietly cackling to himself. Thomas, well he was Thomas. He sat there, cold, calculating - probably planning how to survive this mess. Morton looked back onto the road and parked on the driveway. He snapped his fingers. “Hey, we are gonna get through this, you hear me? We’ll destroy those things”. “They’re not things”, Thomas whispered. Morton was shocked, Thomas hardly ever spoke. “They’re called zombies”. Morton stared at him for a few moments, then climbed out of the car and released the trunk. He handed each man an M16 and prayed that each one would survive the onslaught. Sprinting through the door, he found a note on the table from his son. No time to read it now though, preparations were to be made. Stuffing it in his pocket, he directed each man to go down to the basement and grab some wooden boards from a leftover project. They then nailed them to each window and outside entry point. “Oh, I almost forgot, there are plenty of guns downstairs” Morton told them. So they all trooped downstairs and to the gun cabinet. There were Thompsons, RPG’s, grenades, pistols, a katana, a Dragunov, an M60, a couple AK-47’s with flamethrowers, shotguns, and some revolvers. All with plenty of ammo. Morton grabbed a shotgun and his M16. He also grabbed dual revolvers. Smith grabbed the M60. Thomas excitedly reached for the Dragunov, whispering to himself, “You again! Never thought I’d see the day”. Stewart equipped the Thompson and finally, Johnson took some grenades, satchel charges, an AK-47, and an RPG. They set up upstairs on the main floor while Johnson and Thomas went up to the second floor. Time passed slowly within the house as night fell. A couple times, a person would run screaming past the house, or a police car would swerve its way through the street, sirens blaring. They could hear the zombies approaching, punctuated by moans, growling, or hissing. Suddenly, three people burst from the house across the street and ran towards the barricaded house. The man, woman, and teenager started to scream for help, as the zombies lumbered and sprinted towards them. The man pulled out a pistol and yelled at the top of his lungs, “GO GET HELP MARY!GO GET HELP!!!!!” He started to fire slugs at the zombies, but was overwhelmed within seconds. A few meters away, the woman and teenager were also caught and consumed. Blood dripped onto the asphalt. Morton was angry. Hell, he was furious. “HEY MAGGOT SACKS!” he roared. The zombies looked at the house and assembled into a battalion. A battalion of flesh eating, disease ridden, flesh decaying zombies. They howled and shambled towards the group. Morton fired the first burst from his M16. The bullets whistled across and cut a trio of zombies apart. The next burst brought about four zombies to a halt as their heads were destroyed. Morton could hear the others firing also. “Stewart, Smith, you alright?” he asked. Stewart was at the **** please report this topic, post ****, firing from his Thompson. Smith was spraying bullets over the horde, smiling gleefully all the time. “Yes sir!” Stewart grimaced as a blast of heat and dirt shattered the window. “Johnson! What the F*CK are you doing you bastard! Damn well almost blew me apart!” Stewart yelled upstairs. Johnson replied, “Nothing like throwing a grenade and watching those limbs fly apart, hallelujah for explosives!” The zombies were slowly gaining ground as they climbed over fallen comrades and into deep craters on the lawn. Zombies had reached Stewart’s window and pulled away the boards, leaving nothing holding them back. Morton saw and tossed Stewart his shotgun. “Here, take this!” he offered. Stewart nodded and pumped it. *boom*, a zombie fell to the side with half its face blown away. “SH*T we need help up here!! Oh no…..Thomas take ‘em out! Morton we need some assistance!!!!” Morton and Smith rushed up the stairs telling Stewart to take all the windows while they were gone. Morton arrived upstairs to find zombies swarming through the master bedroom. Apparently they knew how to climb! Johnson fired his AK-47 into the swarm, decapitating and tearing of limbs with a hail of bullets. Thomas crouched and started to fire at their legs. The zombies coated the walls with pus, blood, and rotten flesh. Just as Johnson put another clip into his AK, a zombie lunged forward and clawed Johnson across the face. He yelled and clutched his hands to his face, blood was pouring out. The soldier stumbled back and lost his balance, putting a bloody hand on the wall. Pulling out his pistol, he shot the zombie in the head, killing it instantly. “AAAAAH!!!NO NO NO HELPPP SARGE!” Stewart screamed. Morton rushed down and saw a horrible sight. Gore was splattered all over the **** please report this topic, post **** counter and floor (damn, that counter was new!), and it appeared that Stewart had been dragged out the window and eaten. “Sh*t, he was a good man.” Morton thought to himself. “We have to get out of here NOW!” he yelled. Johnson picked up his AK, primed his satchel charges, and dived out the window onto the front lawn, followed by Thomas, Smith, and Morton. They got into the car, and drove onto the street, hitting a few zombies on the way. Johnson detonated the satchel charges, and the house collapsed on itself. Johnson then leaned out the window and used his flamethrower to torch the house, leaving nothing but a charred mess. Smith set up the M60 on the smashed back window and fired into the remaining zombies, tearing off limbs and sending them back to the grave. Blood soaked the front lawn and the house, and many corpses were sticking out of the wreckage and on the lawn. They started to stir and twitch slightly. “Lets get the f*ck out of here Sarge.” howled Johnson, he was bleeding all over the seat. Morton acknowledged and drove away back into the city, while the smell of roasted flesh and blood filled the air in acrid smoke.

Here it is guys, the first part...........enjoy Stadt Der Untoten It had just been another day in the hustle and bustle of the city. Sergeant Morton and his ragtag group of grunts were working at the border crossing station. It was an easy job, also a boring one. About a year ago, they were dumped on one of these jobs as a “relief”. Morton looked at his fellow soldiers. There was Pvt. Stewart. He was a tall, gangly fellow with a large British accent. Lazy but alert when needed be, he was someone you could count on. There was Pvt. Johnson. He was an ordinary person with an ordinary face. He was the one who did all the infiltrations and demolition. The third man in the squad was Pvt. Thomas. He was the group sniper, very quiet and cold. The last man in the squad was Pvt. Smith. Carrying a light machine gun with him at all times, he was deadly and could literally shred apart anything living or dead with the hail of bullets he unleashed upon his enemies. So, as Morton waved forward the next car in line, he thought to himself: “It’s been a long time since I’ve seen war in this country”. He yelled across the cars to the next booth, to Johnson. “Hey Johnson, it’s getting pretty boring around here isn’t it!?” Johnson shouted back: “Hell yes sir, I need to shoot something!” Morton glanced at the clock on his crowded and messy table. It read 3:00. His shift wasn’t over until 5. Looking over the massive lines of cars, it stretched all the way back to the city. “Sh*t” he muttered. He was going to be late. His son, Darren, was coming home for an hour at 4, he was on leave. Screw it. Time to go. He pulled open the booth door, handed the keys over to a nearby supervisor, and said :”I need to go take a crap so see you in a few minutes”. The Sergeant got into his car parked behind the restroom. While waiting for his buddies to sneak off their shift, he turned on the radio. “ *static* This is all news channel 680 news. I am Barbara Dunn here at a science laboratory where something seems to have gone wrong. Lots of police and firemen. They say no one survived…..wait they found a body. Oh my god it….something is coming out of the building, glowing, lots of sparks. There has been an outbreak of some sort….we don’t know what’s going on ….get over here John, get a shot of this………what are those things…….SH*T RUN RUN RUN!!!!!GET AWAY NOOOOOOOO *static*” Morton frowned. This couldn’t be good. His buddies piled in the car and they drove back to the city. An Osprey roared its way through the air overhead as Morton approached the city. His radio crackled. “Morton, we need you and your squad here at the lab! We need to contain this! Hurry”. They arrived at the lab. It was a mess. A small barricade was surrounding the area around the building, crowded with policemen and news reporters. Dead bodies lay inside the barricade. Shouts echoed through the warm summer air. Morton saw his general and went to him. The general had a blood spatter on his shirt, and claw marks on his face. “Get over there Morton, get a gun, and line up at the barricade, we need to contain these things”. “Yes sir”. Morton went over and grabbed an M16 from the box, slapped a fresh clip into it, and lined up with his fellows. Everyone was staring at the thing crawling out of the building. It had a bloody lab coat on, decaying skin and exposed flesh, and scariest of all, yellow glowing eyes. A fat policeman whispered next to him, “what the f*ck is that thing?” Soon enough more burnt and decaying corpses stumbled out of the building with their heads lowered. Moaning sounds erupted from the building. A bullhorn sounded, making Morton jump. “HEY ARE YOU GUYS SURVIVORS!? GET A MEDIC OVER THERE!” A medic Morton knew from training camp hopped over the barricade and tried to reach for one of the standing things. It looked up, grabbed him, and tore his face apart; leaving a bloody mess that was unrecognizable. Morton was horrified. “Kill those f*ck nuts!” a soldier yelled. “FIRE” Morton raised his M16 to his shoulder, and fired short bursts into the corpses. They stumbled and black viscous liquid poured onto the bricks. Morton scored a direct hit, sending the arm twirling off onto the bricks. The thing just stood there, growling and twitching. “THEY WON’T DIE THEY WON’T DIE!!!!” a soldier yelled. As the minutes passed by, blood filled and violent, Morton watched as things poured out of the building into the small area that was contained. Many police and soldiers were pulled across the barricade screaming, and dragged into the bloody hoard. “Pull back” growled the general. He drove away. Morton ran back to the car, grabbing a few M16’s on the way. He dumped them in the trunk, shouted for his squad, and they piled in the car. Just before they left, Morton saw the barricade break down, the things pour out like a tide, and consume the remaining authorities and newscasters in the vicinity. Smith chuckled to himself, “looks like we’re on clean up duty again”. Morton silently agreed and drove through the panicked streets.

got it..........................................................hahahaha ive read yours dont think i can amount to that! yours are pretty good so ....... :cry: :roll: :)

it will feature aliens first and then zombies when they release a bio virus sorry but this is a double priority story for a comic im writing for a friend and also this.......

Go look for an alpha snake post he compiled it all really well, it's a signature link on his signature thingy He posted it

Well I was thinking of writing a story,,, just gonna put this out there Does language have to be censored Im gonna include the regulars like from zombies, but not racial or anything offensive like that So my question is, can I put moderate language (profanity) in my story???

Sometimes you can see where the roof will fall In the starting room, the crawler opening where beware of the six is you look there u see a crack of light which indicates that crawlers will come there To make it more clear it looks like a patch not technical patch but one covering the sky also I think the crawlers r knocking the walls off

Cool, also I read in a weapons book I have that the L96A1 was introduced in 1986

Just to let you know, I am doing a favor for a dear friend of mine so writing a story on zombie invasion. It will not feature the 4 characters, but some other characters. I have it all plotted out it is coming soon so be sure to check it when I update :mrgreen:

Are you sure its in japan. I mean I think it's a possibility that shi no Numa was not in japan but I think it is just putting that out there. Also, there looks like there is a crashed meteor there so I don't think the Japanese would have placed it outsidenthe facility and maybe they cut down the trees to make room fornthe facility in the swamp......................

Yep it's landed in the power room for me before my friend was watching from the speed cola room at top of stairs i think not sure and he saw the big explosion Thimbu ma bobber notnsure if he was t that place somewhere else maybe but split screen sooo yeh

Ok thanks that's a good reason......... I think is zombie stuff is getting me paranoid and also making ke think outside the box and seeing stuff that isn't there.....I am insane Well I guess I'm a bit disappointed in myself cause it wasn't something major but oh well