TheDeadKin, The Reader

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5/3/2017

Last Activity

12/9/2019 9:08 PM

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12

Post Count

25

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1

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5 wins / 2 losses

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"Ten soldiers wisely led will beat a hundred without a head."

-Euripides

 

"It is better to stand and fight. If you run, you'll only die tired."

-Viking

 

"Permitte Divis Cetera"

-Roman

 

 

Storygames

Dead Territories
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A story of survival against the zombie apocalypse. A challenge you must accept. Survival is the only key, keep this in mind while you play. You are John Murphy leading a group of survivors. Tells of their time within the city. Many situations result in consequences either for you or the group individuals. 

Corrections fixed as of 2019.


Recent Posts

DeadKin Year end Contest on 12/9/2019 12:29:22 AM

I'll give another update Friday or Saturday night.


DeadKin Year end Contest on 12/8/2019 11:34:04 PM

Also I know I keep using the word base, but I just mean a better foundation for each part of the story.


DeadKin Year end Contest on 12/8/2019 11:31:11 PM

Only a base design and the potential dangers within the wilderness, which I made kinda like the Amazon Rainforest. I haven't got as much done as I would like with finals going on but once I am finished with them wed. I should be able to pick up realitively quickly and finish within time. Also I think I am going to add Chris's favorite animal in, which will be a pouty animal. Just because he kicked me from the discord, lol.


Year's End Contest - Choose Your Own Prompt II on 12/4/2019 10:59:27 PM

I'm not, I like the Viking age around 865 ad. The great heathen army was where it was at, along with Ragnars sons.


Year's End Contest - Choose Your Own Prompt II on 12/4/2019 10:23:31 PM

They helped move shipbuilding and navigating the sea further along. Also they were awesome warriors and their stories/myths are quite cool. They helped connect different cultures by trading too and I guess raiding.


DeadKin Year end Contest on 12/2/2019 9:58:53 PM

I chose the prompt Frontier Contest throwback.


"A primary focus of the plot and or setting should involve exploring and or surviving the untamed wilderness be it Earth, a fantasy world, or some planet in a space opera. There's a lot of wiggle room here for different genres and ways to take this concept"

 

So far I have the base character and the potential for a partner or to go solo. I also have a rough idea of the planet and the dangers that roam or grow within.


Year's End Contest - Choose Your Own Prompt II on 11/28/2019 11:49:30 AM

34) Frontier Contest throwback.


Brexit Prompt on 6/15/2019 8:00:02 PM

 

Theresa May started it all. She was the one to cause the downfall of what was once a great country. The vote that changed everything happened on Thursday 23, 2016. Thirty million people voted, and the winning vote was to leave the European Union with only 51.9%. To think it all would have been different if six hundred thousand people voted to stay…

 

The year is 2056 and what was once a good country is now rubble and full of monsters. The rest of the world is still chugging along seeming to have forgotten about us. You shake your head as you walk down the alley following a lone dark figure. The sound of light rain is pattering against the brick building that are close enough together that you slide your hands along the walls as you walk. The light is fading causing you to shorten the distance between you and the dark thug. With only a couple of feet left, the man turns suddenly slashing at you with a knife. Without thinking you grab his wrist and tug throwing him to the ground in front of you. As soon as the man hits the ground you press your knee against his neck. The man sputters something under the pressure and you lighten up a little to listen.

“How did you find me…”

You ignore him as you hand cuff his wrist together and tuck the man’s knife into a bag.

“You have the right to remain silent. Anything you say can and will be used against you in a court of law. You have a right to an attorney. If you cannot afford an attorney, one will be appointed for you.”

“You little son of a…ackshsf…” You press down on his windpipe again as you get up and jerk him to his feet.

Once the man regains his footing you toss him against the wall. A deep thud echoes down the alley as the hooded man snaps his head against the dirty bricks.

“I am Detective Logan; I know you are a messenger between the gangs. I also know that you are heading to a meeting now. What are the gangs trying to do together,” You sternly ask while drawing your pistol and pointing it at his knee.

“Stick it, Detective,” The man hisses at you.

Without blinking you pull the trigger and a thunderous boom sounds. Your gun jumps back as a bullet races towards the man’s knee. A second goes by before the man reacts to his kneecap exploding and the sound of his screams as he falls to his side.

“My leg…You shot my freaking leg,” The man yells while grabbing his knee.

“Now I will ask again and if you do not answer my question then I will shoot the other one. After that I will shoot your elbows and if you hide your arms then I will simply shoot your crotch…Understand.”

The man turns white and shakes his head while whimpering.

“What are the gangs trying to do. Why are they meeting tonight?”

“They are meeting to form the largest gang in the country. Instead of destroying each other they are going to try and come together and dominate every other little gang that emerges.”

“Where and when are they meeting tonight?”

The man pauses to take a breath. Then cracks a little smile.

“At the end of the alley, it opens up into a courtyard and it was at midnight.”

Your eyes widen a little as you tape the side of your watch. It lit up a light blue and it showed five passed midnight.

“Oh fuc…”You begin to say when two loud pops sound from the end of the alley. The hooded man jerks to the right as a bullet enters his skull. Another one splinters the bricks an inch near your head. You jump behind the man using him as a personal shield. You feel a couple impacts on the body. A moment of silence and you hear mumbling and then some footsteps.

You take a couple breaths and then snap up and fire three rounds. Before you duck back down you see one hit and take a man down. The other two only hit the walls. More impacts hit the dead man. You hear footsteps again and snap up. Right as you rise up you realize the footsteps were just a ploy. Several men had their guns sighted on you and you see several flashes of light. You don’t hear the guns firing but instead you feel sharp pains all over your chest and arms. Your arm drops to your side as you hang your head and look down. Blood is pooling around several holes in your chest and slowly you watch as blood drips on your badge hanging from your belt.

The last thing you hear is footsteps and you feel cold steel press against your head.

“Unbelievable, this is the seventh detective we have killed this month.” A dark burly figure speaks as he tucks his pistol back into his waistline.

“I know, I know, they just keep coming like rats from the sewers.” Spoke a man built like a scarecrow.

“So what do you say, we finally join together. Then we can take down every gang that thinks they can poke their head in our business.”

“Yeah I think it’s time we did this, as long as we start with the cops and their hounds.”


Digit Prompt Mizal Choice on 6/10/2019 11:19:15 PM

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Writer’s Choice Story Prompt on 6/9/2019 11:17:50 PM

That is very much possible. I am not great with building sentences and stuff. Yours seems well made though by the way. I actually like the flaming skull staff.