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Ethan Carter was not much of a
fighter. He always chose brains over brawn. He spent every Friday
after work at the gym, but he never thought it would ever come to
use. But on December 21st, 2012, all of that changed. He
spent his day at the office, and received a promotion. To celebrate,
he went out for a drink with a couple of friends. The night lasted
for about two hours, but they were the last two hours of his life
that he would ever enjoy left. He was obviously drunk, so Mark
offered him a ride home. On the long trail back, Ethan couldn't keep
his eyes open anymore. As he slowly passed out in the passengers
seat, the last words his ears heard were “Congratulations again on
the promotion Ethan. We're all proud.” A couple hours passed, and
Ethan's right eye opened, startled by the smell of rotting flesh.
Suddenly he jolted left, to see his dear friends body crushed next to
him. He kicked open the door, and pulled his own wounded body out of
the burning vehicle, and dragged himself away from the crash site. He
lifted his arm, and examined the time. His eyes read the numbers in
pattern that resembled 7:06 AM. He then stood back, and took a clear
look at what he was facing. The car was lodged into a wall, and the
engine caught fire. But there were no trees in sight, and no
pedestrians anywhere to be seen. What the hell happened? How did the
night become such a disaster? Questions pondered through Ethan's
mind, as he made up solutions for all of them. All of them, but one.
The smell of rotting flesh still remained. But Mark has only been
dead for about 8 hours or so. His body wasn't the source of the
horrible stench. He reached into his pocket and flipped out his
phone. His fingered danced over the keypad to the combination 9-1-1.
He needed help, but nobody answered. Something was going on.
Something went wrong with the town overnight, all while he was passed
out. Then as he studied his surroundings, his eyes fell over a dead
body. It was posed as if it was in some sort of struggle in it's
final moments, and had gaping bite marks all over it's rotten body.
Then that was the moment Ethan realized three things. First off, what
ever killed this poor soul, was out to kill him too. Second, this
force was more then just one person. And third, in his battle for
survival, and triumph over this unknown force, he was alone.
fighter. He always chose brains over brawn. He spent every Friday
after work at the gym, but he never thought it would ever come to
use. But on December 21st, 2012, all of that changed. He
spent his day at the office, and received a promotion. To celebrate,
he went out for a drink with a couple of friends. The night lasted
for about two hours, but they were the last two hours of his life
that he would ever enjoy left. He was obviously drunk, so Mark
offered him a ride home. On the long trail back, Ethan couldn't keep
his eyes open anymore. As he slowly passed out in the passengers
seat, the last words his ears heard were “Congratulations again on
the promotion Ethan. We're all proud.” A couple hours passed, and
Ethan's right eye opened, startled by the smell of rotting flesh.
Suddenly he jolted left, to see his dear friends body crushed next to
him. He kicked open the door, and pulled his own wounded body out of
the burning vehicle, and dragged himself away from the crash site. He
lifted his arm, and examined the time. His eyes read the numbers in
pattern that resembled 7:06 AM. He then stood back, and took a clear
look at what he was facing. The car was lodged into a wall, and the
engine caught fire. But there were no trees in sight, and no
pedestrians anywhere to be seen. What the hell happened? How did the
night become such a disaster? Questions pondered through Ethan's
mind, as he made up solutions for all of them. All of them, but one.
The smell of rotting flesh still remained. But Mark has only been
dead for about 8 hours or so. His body wasn't the source of the
horrible stench. He reached into his pocket and flipped out his
phone. His fingered danced over the keypad to the combination 9-1-1.
He needed help, but nobody answered. Something was going on.
Something went wrong with the town overnight, all while he was passed
out. Then as he studied his surroundings, his eyes fell over a dead
body. It was posed as if it was in some sort of struggle in it's
final moments, and had gaping bite marks all over it's rotten body.
Then that was the moment Ethan realized three things. First off, what
ever killed this poor soul, was out to kill him too. Second, this
force was more then just one person. And third, in his battle for
survival, and triumph over this unknown force, he was alone.
Misery is a survival horror game that
isn't just about battling endless waves of zombies until your hands
bleed. It's not just about finding the enemy, punching it in the
face, and reaching the end of the game. It's about finding out what
happened to San Jocelyn, and battling threats from the outside, as
well as demons from the inside. It is about realizing that in hell,
nowhere is safe. You will find out that people's morales and ethics
drive them literally insane, and your not just battling mindless
soldiers, but also others who have lost their sight and cannot tell
right from wrong. As one man, you must trek through the city and
solve your immense curiosity for this mystery. You are Ethan Carter,
and this is your story.
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Ok so today, i updated a picture into the media section. I know its not much, and it doesn't really promote to much, but Actually, I have been working hard for the last couple of days making models, maps and ideas that go with the story. I just don't want to upload too many of them, because I don't want to give out large pieces of the story. So keep in mind that even though I don't upload too often, this mods actually in full production. I am a one man team right now, but I'm really motivated to get this done and out off the way. So thanks and stay tuned.
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DEAD MOD
dead mod
you are working in the mod?
good mod...
Man, i hope it isn't dead, it really looks like a cool idea
I hope progress hasn't halted. This looks like an interesting mod :(
Looks like an interesting project, keep it up.
well mod looks good, but heart cant beat at million miles per hour, it can
beat million hits per minute(doesn't sound wright either)
Gurkis12, do you mean beats a million... beats a minute?
If you do, I'm sure you'd die from an exploding heart.
Or something cool.
yes i do, but just wanted to correct you :) nice mod, I'm tracking.
Yea well, you get what I mean right?