The highs and lows of Project Zomboid multiplayer
We made a successful supply run to the neighboring town. My crops are prospering in the fields. Our engineer has the generator is up and running and we *nearly* have indoor plumbing figured out
…then the game glitched. Clipped me through the floor and murdered my long-running character right there in front of all his friends.
Literally fell through solid floor and landed dead at the feet of the doctor who saved my dude’s life way back when things began.
—Thankfully my buddy who’s running the server is gonna give me back what I lost, since the death was 100% the game just screwing me over — but I swear.
I swear.
In the period of time after I died but before it was agreed I could come back…? my heart.
They dug a grave and buried my character proper. My gear laid beside the wooden marker, untouched. I had some good stuff they could have salvaged, but… they left it all. (Well, they left it all except for the lawn flamingos I was carrying at the time of my death, which they arranged around the site in a nice little display.)
(They didn’t know I could hear them when they said “It’s what Ike would have wanted” —but they were right. They were Right.)
It hurt to hear them talking about who would take up Ike’s duties in the community now that he’s gone — who would tend to Ike’s crops, who would bring in fish during lean times, who would fetch the water when the rains didn’t come… but that was none of my new character’s business. My new character neither knew nor cared.
Then… when this new character walked past one night… I saw the doc sitting at the gravesite. I asked what he was doing. the reply?
“Oh. I’m just having a couple beers with my good buddy, Ike. Want to join me?”
I was fine until that moment.
I was ready to accept the hand fate dealt, tragic and pointless though it was. It was an unfair death, but death is often like that. Sometimes things just happen. That’s life.
Then the other characters had to get SWEET about it
and
when I tell you I cried.
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OC DUALITY
was tagged by @morvaris to take this uquiz for my ocs >:) thank you nico this was super fun!!
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you and the hat man
oh boy you're fighting demons aren't you? it's like you're in a constant staring competition with something that's always in the peripheral. what the fuck. (at least, that's how people who don't know you would react). at this point you've probably gotten pretty familiar with the hat man. he's a reliable kind of guy. keeps to himself, sure, but you can trust him to be there. maybe a haunting isn't too bad if it's never left your side. you can only imagine what it will be like when he's not there any more.
god-hungry scientist and their abominable child
you stitched something together inside of yourself and gave it life with light from the sky and now it won't die and you can't kill it because part of you loves it and you're not quite right in the head or the person you used to be but at the end of the day it's simply a beast of sadness. you crave the mercy you didn't get from your creators and so i'm telling you please forgive yourself. please hold the monster by the hand.
moon curse of the werewolf
you have found yourself hungered or sickened or ambitious to the point of emotional carnage. you are fine, until you're not, and then you could rip someone in your way apart with your bared teeth by complete accident, and later claw at yourself in fits of pain trying to apologize. do you look at the moon that blessed you in her name, at her marred beauty and baneful eyes, and wish she could just crush that loving-hateful heart of yours before it crushes itself? every bite you take out of flesh is a response to the threads of silver bullets in you that haven't healed. the duality is that the human inside is howling too, gnashing, and without the wolf pelt, everyone can ignore it and turn away. at some point, you got tired of the moon being your only witness. now the wolf is there to make sure others know that you are hurt, and deserving of humanity, of attention to wounds. because that wolf loves you; all of you; and knows when you are hurt better than yourself.
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