#zombie broadcasts

[zombie-cardbot]

THIS IS AN EMERGENCY BROADCAST MESSAGE. DO NOT BY ANY MEANS IGNORE.

You all have one hour before HORDES start to infiltrate the place. Group up with other cardbots, find shelter, gather weapons to protect yourselves.

Do not let them see, hear, or track you.

If you are inside, lock your doors. Do not by any means answer the door for ANYONE. No matter how much they beg you to let them in, do NOT.

If you are with a group, do not lose them. Do not trail off your path no matter what you see or hear off the trail. Follow the trail north to get to a safe place.

Stay off any train tracks, out of the woods, and be cautious around suburban areas. The infected will do anything to lure you in. DO NOT FALL FOR IT.

If one of your group members becomes infected, leave them behind. There will be a cure later, LEAVE THEM BEHIND.

The trail is safe. It contains lights and a scent that messes with the zombies instincts. They cannot touch you if you Stay On The Trail.

If you cannot find Flintlock( @cowboy-cardbot ), then stick to the trail. It will lead you to Sabotage's lab.

Good luck. Survive.

[peppermintpez]

Ding dong. Ding dong.

The doorbell. Weird. Phalia wasn't expecting any visitors. Upon looking in the security camera, a Manti was positioned outside. It was sniffing at and pressing the doorbell, playing with it like it was a toy.

It glanced up at the camera and did a little stickbug-like dance before latching onto the wall and c l i m b i n g.

-- @zombie-cardbot

Phalia stared at the screen, all earlier grogginess disappearing instantly. What the fuck was that. She stared at the screen for a moment longer after the Manti scaled the building before bolting out of the room. She hugged the walls and any blind spots she could think of, ducking just in time below the window as the Manti stopped, peering in for what felt like forever before leaving.

As soon as the Manti left Phalia booked it for the first floor, bursting into Lynn’s office and rummaging through the drawers. She could hear it break through the ceiling and begin its descent through the floors. Oh yeah. Weapons definitely won’t work. As if she wasn't already aware after she had cried when she dropped an axe on Black Hook’s foot thinking she hurt him badly.

“ScrapscrapscrapscrapscrapwhereisitWHEREISIT-”

She pulled out an EMP jammer, one made as a gift from Lynn and Buster Gallon after Phalia had begged asked nicely for one. She strapped it to her wrist, tip-toeing out of the office as the Manti crept closer.