Dead Dude Quest

[X] Find some clothes and get the fuck out of here.

 

[X] Find some clothes and get the fuck out of here.

 

[X] Throw on -shudder- a set of Zombie Pygamas and a Zombie Mask. Juuuust to make sure that nobody recognises you until you're far, far away.
-->[X] Get the fuck out of the undead cultist/fetishist's bedroom. Nao.

 

[X] Find some clothes and get the fuck out of here.

 

[X] Throw on -shudder- a set of Zombie Pygamas and a Zombie Mask. Juuuust to make sure that nobody recognises you until you're far, far away.
-->[X] Get the fuck out of the undead cultist/fetishist's bedroom. Nao.

 

[X] Search the place for clues -clues to why you're here and a zombie!

 

[X] Throw on -shudder- a set of Zombie Pygamas and a Zombie Mask. Juuuust to make sure that nobody recognises you until you're far, far away.
-->[X] Get the fuck out of the undead cultist/fetishist's bedroom. Nao.

 

Oh god I think I know where we are.

 

[X] Throw on -shudder- a set of Zombie Pajamas and a Zombie Mask. Juuuust to make sure that nobody recognizes you until you're far, far away.
-->[X] Get the fuck out of the undead cultist/fetishist's bedroom. Nao.

It seems like you've been shipped into the room of a person with enough preconceptions to be willing to pluck out all your teeth and chain you to some bdsm gear without even hearing you out. He or she may even be paranoid and prepared enough to actually have contingencies for finding a random zombie in their room.

 

[X] Find some clothes and get the fuck out of here.

 

[X] Grab some clothes and get the hell out of dodge.

You decide to get the fuck out of this place. You might be a member of the living dead now and thus no longer constrained by the limits of the living but after finding that box of zombie-themed....toys, you realise that you may be in big trouble. Thus, you come to the decision that leaving this house is in your best interests.

But first, you need some clothes.

Nobody likes looking at a naked zombie after all. Even if you can appear to be still one of the living, there are still signs of your true nature as a living corpse. You might not be able to feel the cold but that's no reason to not cover up after all!

A quick search through the room gives you a T-shirt with a zombie picture on the front, a pair of pants that you manage to slip on with some effort, and a black trench-coat. No shoes though - ones that you can walk in anyways. You don't think high heels suit you very well. All the other clothes that you found were for one of the fairer sex and you are not a crossdresser.

You might be dead but you still a manly guy zombie!

Though shoeless, you are now dressed for your great escape.

Which involved breaking down the locked door of the room with your unnatural zombie strength! Being dead, you guess, has its perks. Outside the room of the undead knickknacks, you find a rather normal looking two story home. It appears no-one is at home right now. As you make your way to the front door, you notice something off about the house.

It takes you a moment to figure out what's wrong.

Like many homes, you see a bunch of frames photos on shelves and tables. However, when you take a closer look at the photos, you see that every photo has had the faces of the people in them scribbled over with a permanent marker. All save for one face that appears in every photo. That of a young man.

It is only when you spot a mirror that your growing unease intensifies. After all, the remaining face that can be seen in every photo looks exactly just likes yours. Just with fewer scars and stitches.

There was also one other thing that took you a bit longer to notice.

Every window that you've seen so far has been covered with a metal plate.

You do find a pair of bunny slippers which you put on immediately before heading over to the front door as fast as possible. You have no memories but right now you are very unnerved.

However, just before you can open the door, a sudden noise makes you jump.

Twisting around, you look around for the source of the sound.

You hear it again, a soft thumping sound coming from somewhere.

You wait and hear it again. This time you pinpoint the sound coming from a door.

What do you do?

[ ] Get out. Get the fuck out now.
[ ] Investigate the source of the sound.

 

[X] Is it the front door?
-->[X] Yes: Turn around and find the back door. Leave through there.
-->[X] No: What door is it?
---->[X] Obviously a closet: There's someone trapped in a closet. You're dead, not an asshole. Open the door and ask them if they want to come out of the closet. [Resist the odd urge to do so with a heavy southern drawl and quirked eyebrow- Like you just said, you're not an asshole]
---->[X] The door to another room: Why is someone knocking the door in their own house? Assuming it's their own house. Ask.
------->[X] If the answer is anything along the lines of 'I don't know, s/he locked me in here!', then let the person out.
------->[X] If the answer is continued pounding, heavy breathing, muffled groans, "Braaaaains," or anything similar, walk out the front door.
------->[X] If the answer is "I lost my keeeeys," "What? Who are you and what are you doing in my house," or "AAAAH ZOMBIES,", RUN out the front door.
---->[X] A trapdoor. What- A trapdoor? Seriously? What the actual fuck. Nope. Leaving now.

 

[X] Vinny's write in.

 

[X] Vindicktus's most hilarious write-in

 

[X] Plan Vindictus

 

[X] Investigate the source of the sound.

It sounds like we have been bought by a stalker, wonderful.

 

[X] Vindictus

 

[X] Get out. Get the fuck out now.

 

[X] Vindictus