[LINK] "Zombies!"

[rfmcdonald]

drood writes about how he and some others decided to enliven their World of Warcraft game.

A group of thirty of us gathered up, opened up boxes and breathed in deep lungfuls of infected grain, and then evaded helpful healer-types and took flights to the coastal town of Southshore, reassembling in an empty field. When we all suddenly succumbed to the disease and died at once, we rose up from the remains of our bodies and began marching to the Horde town of Tarren Mill.

Now, zombies had very limited abilities. We could move. We could bitch-slap stuff. We could temporarily ‘lurch,’ which would make our group move twice as quickly as the slow plod that is the zombie’s normal pace. And we could also ‘retch’--I know, quite lovely--which would make us spew a pool of green vomit that would slow down the living and, if we stood in it, heal ourselves. So as a group we lurched and retched our way around the quaint town of Tarren Mill, turning everything within it into zombies that shambled around with us. Then, just to prove we were equal opportunity zombies, we turned around and lurched over to the Alliance town of Southshore, munching on every brain we saw.