Omegle Playthroughs

#1  The Prototype Room


You're now chatting with a random stranger. Say hi!

Official messages from Omegle will not be sent with the label 'Stranger:'. Strangers claiming to represent Omegle are lying.

You: Your eyes open sharply as you desperately try to catch your breath while sitting up. You breathe heavily as you look around the dimly lit room in a panic. There is blood smeared on the balls and nothing else in the room besides a table spanning wall to wall, loaded with weapons. You listen to the hum of the single light bulb that is illuminating the room, as your eyes scan the table. What weapon do you choose from the table?

Stranger: none

You: You ball up your fists and stare at them. Nodding with satisfaction. You saunter over to the door in a confident manner, eying the deadbolts on the door. You press your ear against the cold door. You hear the sounds of zombies, groaning through their blood filled throats. What is your next move?

Stranger: oh. so grab a gun and kill myself.

Stranger: id rather die a quick death....

You: You rush back to the table frantically, grabbing the largest caliber rifle there. You sit down with your back to the door and put the cold steel barrel in your mouth. Are you sure you want to make this decision?

Stranger: can i see the outcome of if i kill myself and if i dont?

You: The game ends if suicide is commited.

Stranger: then ill keep going

You: You drop the gun, rushing back to the table in a frustrated manner. Your brain scattered with all possible outcomes... You rexamine the arsenal laid out in front of you. What weapon do you choose from the table?

Stranger: i dont know.

You: You brush your hand over each weapon, eagerly examing each of the infinite amount of choices. Copius amounts of pistols, rifles, assault rifles, and explosions at your disposal. The possibilities are endless.

Stranger: something to open the door because there is no point in staying in the room. i might as well suck it up and face the zombies

You: You pick up a crowbar and walk back to the door, only to notice that the door unlockable from your position, and that it doesn't need to be pryed open. Do you continue with your crowbar or choose a more appropriate weapon for combat?

Stranger: chose a better weapon for combat...maybe 2. with as much amo as i can cram in my pockets because i dont know for sure what is on the other side

You: You must name your weapon choice to continue the game.

Stranger: im not good with weapon names. just a very big, and powerful gun

You: Random weapon selected. You pick up a fully loaded AK-47 from the table, and a suitable side arm, of little to note. You walk back to the door confidently and unlocked the three padlocks holding it shut. You crack the door, hearing the moaning in the distance much more clearly. You cautiously crack the door further. You stick your head out into the surprisingly well lit hallway, examining both ends. There is an elevator at one of the ends. What is your next move?

Stranger: see what is at the other end

You: You quietly exit the room, glancing at the elevator before heading down the narrow hallway, leaving the door a jar behind you. You lift the rifle up so you can see through the sites as you crawl slowly down the hallway. You can hear one of the many ambient moans growing much more prominent. One of the creatures is near.

Stranger: get my gun ready and stand against the wall moving as quietly as i can

You: You continue down the hallway with your back against the wall. You approach an open door with blood smeared on it. You hear the savage sounds of a human being ripped to shreds by a savage creature. You're at the end of the hallway and can see nothing but a foggy window that shows the view of a dark and grey overcast. The creature in the aparment seizes it's feast... It heard you breathing.

Stranger: back against the wall next to the door and wait for the creature to come out and shoot at it many times till it is on the ground and not moving. then face the window with my gun still ready

You: You paitently wait outside of the now silent apartment, your hands trembling with anticipation. You take a deep breath, and mid way before your draw the walking corpse pounces out from the apartment on all fours, staring at you with it's white pupils. It leaps at you with a skin crawling and inhuman shriek. You instictively hold down the trigger, riddling the zombie with bullets until it collapses onto the floor. Your breathing grows heavier as you rush to the window, peering out of it with hope. You're on the 15th floor, and others have heard your gun fire. There are more on your way and you are a dead end. What is your next move?

Stranger: what do you think i should do?

You: You spin around, panicking at the sound of the undead closing in. As you turn you see the hopeful light of the elevator at far end of the hall. It's still operational... for now.

Stranger: elevator i guess.

You: You ignore all caution as you sprint for your life down the hallway, multiple zombies confronting you from the other apartments and from the crosshallways. You don't have time to personally kill each of them. You fire your AK-47 in bursts, putting a few rounds into each as you sprint for dear life. You reach the elevator and frantically press the button.

Stranger: turn around and blasts untill the elevator opens then get in and blast away until it closes.

You: You turn from the elevator to see a small group rushing towards you. You lift your leg and press your thick boot into the first zombies chest, giving a firm kick and knocking it back into the other zeds. They regain their balance as you unload the rest of your clip into the small horde. A dark blood paints the walls as the eeriely cheerful "ding!" of the elevator arriving chimes out. The doors crack open to reveal a mangled corpse inside. You step in, gagging at the stench. You press the close doors button and then the button to the bottom floor. No zombies seem have rushed the elevator. You take a moment to catch your breath as the elevator music plays it's cheery little tune.

Stranger: then what.

You: You reach the bottom floor as the doors open to reveal a giant garage of warehouse proportions. You see every vehicle of your wildest fantasy. You let out a crazy laugh of pure joy. You rush over to each vehicle, admiring them. You now have wheels. What vehicle do you choose?

Stranger: one thats sturdy big with thick doors...more of an suv type.

You: You gaze around in awe. Examing the larger vehicles. There are busses, Hummers, SUV's with plows and sun roofs. These vehicles are semingly prepared for such an occasion. But only one can be chosen. What vehicle is your choice? You must describe your vehicle as best as you can.

Stranger: suv

You: You get into your ideal SUV, admiring all the gadgets inside of it and how you can use them. The vehicle is press start. You press the button as the engine roars to life. You slowly drive the vehicle up to the industrial garage door. You search the cabin of the SUV until you find a button on the visor. You press the button as the giant door raises. An entire army of undead begins flooding into the garage. What is your next move?

Stranger: drive drive drive

You: Your eyes grow wide as the fear sets in again. Your heart pounds out of your chest as you slam your heavy boot down onto the gas pedal. The tires screerch and smoke up as your car barrels right into the horde of undead. Endless corpses smashing into the plow infront of your SUV. The windshield is painted with infected blood, and the car rumbles and jars as you drive over the mangled corpses. You can't see out of your wind shield. You must fix this before you crash and lose your opportunity at survival.

Stranger: wind shield wipers

You: You reach behind your sterring wheel, your hand missing the stick a few times from the rugged driving. You finally grasp the appropriate stick and slam it down, activating your wind shield wipers at the fastest speed. The gallons of blood quickly disperse and splatter off of your shield as your red tinted view returns. You steer the suv off of what was the inevitable course to crashing into the warehouse wall. Your engine roars as you speed out of the flooded garage. Into a setting sunset... Hopefully to live another day.

You: You survived! Thank you for playing my game.

Stranger: that was intense.

You: I hope you had fun playing it, and I hope my performance was good.

Stranger: great.

Stranger: you were so good at describing i could picture all of it in my heas

Stranger: head

You: Thank you! I'm glad you had fun with my game. Have a good night!


#2 The Prototype Room


You're now chatting with a random stranger. Say hi!

You: You stir from an awful slumber, your eyes beaming open as you gasp for air as you quickly sit up. You breathe heavily and grip your chest as you look around the strange and new room. It is dimly lit and covered in blood smears and spatters. There is nothing in the room other than a flickering lightbulb, a steel door with 3 pad locks, and a wall with a seemingly infinite amount of weapons on it. What weapon from the wall do you reach for?

Stranger: a knife

You: You reach for a thick bladed knife with serrated edges at the base. You walk over the door with knife in hand, pressing your ear against it. You hear the blood curdling screams of people being eaten alive, accompanied with the hungry screams and groans of insatiable zombies. What is your next move?

Stranger: barge in the door and start killing the guy who did this

Stranger: and stabbing

Stranger: lots of stabbing

You: The room is desolant. It's nothing but you and your mind. The only way in, and out of the mysterious room, is through the steel door.

Stranger: use a bazoca to get through the door

You: You sheath your knife and reach for a bazooka off the wall. You turn and realise that you can open the door from the inside, you only need to unlock it. You reconsider wether or not you should blow yourself to pieces...

Stranger: i choose to unlock lock it and stay with my knife

You: You unlock the three padlocks holding the door secure. You crack the door and stick your head out into the dimly lit hallway, peering at either end of it. You see an elevator at one end with a light signifying that it is still operational. The other end is dark, and hard to make out. The sounds of massacre are as clear as a bell. You are no longer safe.

Stranger: i choose the elevator

You: You cautiously make your way down the hallway, sweat drenching your face as your hands tremble and your breath grows rapid. You glide silently past a few apartments, their doors covered in blood and smears, signifying a clear struggle. The lights above you flicker as you approach an aparment with an open door. The sounds of a savage creature rings out from the apartment. It is feeding on a fresh victim. What is your next move?

Stranger: run towards it and try to save the person who is being eaten

Stranger: and stab the creature

You: You rush carelessly into the apartment, the creature has it's back to you but hears your stampe like footsteps. It turns around and let's out a horrifying shriek. You kick it in the chest, knocking it down before dropping to one knee and driving your knife through the zombies forehead. It regurgiated blood onto itself as you struggled to retrieve your weapon from it's punctured head. You yank it out with force, your arms covered in infected blood. You turn to the victim to see a half mangled corpse, staring at you with hunger. What is your next move?

Stranger: see if the person on the floor has any life left in him

You: The half mangled corpse on the floor bites and scratches in your direction. Whatever pulse the poor creature had before, is long gone. It is now just another zombie, cravign for human flesh. You stare at it, your heart beating faster once more at the site of another infected. You quickly glance at the door you came through. It's still open and the sounds of the horde grow louder. You are not safe. What is your next move?

Stranger: run out of the room the same way i came in and go into the rooms to see if there are any survivors

You: You abandoned the crawling zed and dart out the apartment and into the next. It's empty and covered in blood, but you can hear the eerie sound of something in the bathroom, banging away at the door. Whatever is inside is not human. You can hear the feint "ding" of an elevator door in the distance. Perhaps there is hope.

Stranger: i decide to abandon the thing in the bathroom and run towards the elevator

You: You hear the sound of the bathroom door splintering, the gurgling sounds of a freshly turned zombie ringing out from the broken door. You make a break for it and run out of the apartment and down the increasingly dark hallway. The sounds of the undead are all around you. Things are looking ominous. You see the elevator in the short distance, it's open doors are warm and embracing. It's your final shot at safety. You near the elevator as the doors begin to shut. You jump out with your knife, sliding it inbetween the doors. The doors reopen with ease as you frantically crawl into the elevator on all fours. You press the close doors button repeatedly as an entire mob of zombies rush the doors. They close just in time.

Stranger: wow, that was intense

#3  Military Base

You're now chatting with a random stranger. Say hi!

You: You're blinded with white light, your ears ringing as you hear the feint screaming of an older and more experienced man. Your eyes come down from the back of your head as you recover from your severe daze, stumbling as you do. Theres a drill seargant holding you by the bicep and screaming in your face about an invading horde of zombies. You gaze around you with your shaky vision, you see a full field of view of your fellow soldiers being tackled, bitten, and eaten alive by blood drooling zombies. Half of your squad is being chowed on. He screams "Hold them off while I bring the truck around!" The sounds of hungry groands surround you. What do you do?

You: This is an improvised zombie text based RPG based around your decisions, off the cuff. You can play and respond to my first message, or leave now. I don't want to waste time.

Stranger: run away.

You: You run away abandoning the onslaught of zombies. like a coward, you run into your base, and secure a few weapons. The Commanding Officer drives up to you, screaming of your incompitence and how selfish and cowardly you are. He sees the battlefied, his entire srmy slaughtered. He drops his head and gestures you into the vehicle.

You: Your wet gloves grasp onto the door of the humvee. You yank open the door and jump in, a zombie grabbing at your leg and readying it's mouth for a fresh bite. You reach to your side and retrieve your side arm. You put a bullet right between the nose of the zed and yank your leg into the vehicle, slamming the door shut with you. The commanding officer slams on the gas as the door shuts, blood covering the windshield as he peels out with you, two other squad members, and himself. You have a brief moment to breathe. What is your next move?

Stranger: Ask where you're going.

You: You lean over into the front seat hesitantly, asking the determinded man where your destination is. He doesn't look at you, or into the mirror to even acknowledge your presence. He simply says "To safety... Coward." He clearly resents you for your displayed actions, but you're a well abled body, so you will assist... Your humvee drives for quite a few miles, you end up taking a small disturbed nap in the mean time.Your blood shot eyes open to a still desolant world. You're at a gas station. He reaches back and slaps the side of your helmet. "Get in there you fucking dog. Find something we can use." He verbally assaults you out of the vehicle. You stare at the gas station as your stomach churns... What is your next move?

Stranger: Proceed with caution, and a weapon armed if you have one.

You: You ready your side arm, abandoning your rifle in the humvee by orders of your CO for being so cowardice back at the base. You gesture to the other two soldiers who stack behind you as you approach the front doors of the convenience store. You take a deep breach and breach the door with your side arm drawn, aiming at every direction that your eyes aim. You group inside to see a wounded clerksman grasping his throt in horror, he's been bitten. You scan the room for immediate threats before turning back to the soon to be infected clerk. You stare at him with pity as you hear banging at the only door in the room, accompanied by the savage sounds of a thirsty zombie. You're in infected terrority, your squad looks to you for a decision. What is your next move?

Your conversational partner has disconnected.

#4  Military Base


You're now chatting with a random stranger. Say hi!

You: You're blinded with white light, your ears ringing as you hear the feint screaming of an older and more experienced man. Your eyes come down from the back of your head as you recover from your severe daze, stumbling as you do. Theres a drill seargant holding you by the bicep and screaming in your face about an invading horde of zombies. You gaze around you with your shaky vision, you see a full field of view of your fellow soldiers being tackled, bitten, and eaten alive by blood drooling zombies. Half of your squad is being chowed on. He screams "Hold them off while I bring the truck around!" The sounds of hungry groans surround you. What do you do?

Stranger: hold on im reading this

Stranger: grab the nearest gun and start fending off the zombies while searching for a vehicle

You: You reach down and yank a M16 off of a mauled corpse of a fellow soldier. You wince as you begin burst firing into the running horde. You bring your gun down as your eyes widen. Theres too many. You raise your gun once more and begin firing aimlessly, trying to take out anything you can as you jog backwards into the open compound. They're nearing your base, and not many are left.

You: You accept your fate for a brief moment, before hearing the screeching tires of a military vehicle coming up behind you. You spin around to see bright head lights. You're temporarily blinded. He pulls up by your side as the impending horde begins to fully surround you. Your wet gloves grasp onto the door of the humvee. You yank open the door and jump in, a zombie grabbing at your leg and readying it's mouth for a fresh bite. You reach to your side and retrieve your side arm. You put a bullet right between the nose of the zed and yank your leg into the vehicle, slamming the door shut with you. The commanding officer slams on the gas as the door shuts, blood covering the windshield as he peels out with you, two other squad members, and himself. You have a brief moment to breathe. What is your next move?

Stranger: get on the 50 cal gatling gun that is mounted on the humvee direct the driver to head to the nearest tallest building while shooting down the zombies

You: You stir from your brief daze, the sights of horror playing in your mind over and over again. You open the hatch and crawl into the gatling gun seat. You scream down at your superior. "Get us to the tallest fucking building you find!" Your superior looks back at you, insulted that you dare give him an order. But he nods quietly as you patrol the area. Zombies are scarce, but definitely present. Every other turn or so you find yourself in a death grip, your hands holding down the trigger, riddling the undead with controlled bursts. Your adrenaline is rushing like never before. You're surprisingly accurate.

You: Your CO finally stops in a seemingly quiet area. He says arrogantly "This will do." It's a 3 story Retirement Home. You, your CO and the 2 other frightened soldiers exit the vehicle and look the building up and down. What is your next move?

Stranger: we decide to enter the building cautiously leaving one of the soldiers on the walkie talkie and on the gatling gun me and my superior enter the front door with the flashlights on and guns ahead of us

You: You turn to the two other soldiers. "You, get behind that gun, and be our lookout. You, get on the radio and see if you can find any contact... Don't fuck this up." You look over at your CO and he looks back. He still doesn't seem all too happy with you, but he nods. You inspect your weapon, turning on the flashlight. What other accessory is on your weapon? Think smart about this.

Stranger: it has a shotgun attachment and a red dot scope my side arm is a m90 pistol

You: You check your body and weapons carefully, assuring know all of your tools. You must be focused... You and your CO approach the automatic doors. You stare eagerly through the red dot sight as the doors open to reveal a brightly lit lobby. There is blood everywhere, this went down bad... You both continue into the building, it's eeriely tranquil. You both breath a little bit harder as you spin in all directions, trying to decide on your first priority. Your CO looks over and hesitantly says, "What should we do now?"

Stranger: check the lights, is it night or day? is there power?

You: You look around slowly, taking the whole thing in. Hmm, the lights are obviously on, and the computer monitor at the receptionists desk is glowing brightly. It's almost dark, and you had a long drive from your over run compound. If this is to be your new base, things must be done properly to prevent the same thing from happening twice.

Stranger: my CO and i decide to stick together, even though its cliche but whenever people split up in movies it always goes wrong we decide to check the first floor first and board off the stairs and elevators so we can check the other floors later, we call in the guy out side to help us

You: You stick close and begin searching the first floor, securing a few doors and elevators to prevent access as you radio in one of the two guards you stationed outside. You're nearing the kitchen as your other soldier arrives. He greets you nervously, clearly more straught about this than either you or your CO. The three of you crack the door to the kitchen and enter cautiously. It's absolutely littered with corpses. The overwhelming smell makes you gag as you tread through the blood and bodies. You and your group begin grabbing preservatives and stuffing them in your packs to eat later. You're half way through the kitchen when you hear a barrage of gun fire coming from outside. It's the other soldier, and it sounds like he has compmany. What is your next move?

Stranger: we instinctively go see what is going on while making sure that nothing is going to get us from behind

You: The three of you sprint through the slaughter house of a kitchen as you all get back to the lobby. The soldier comes rushing through the front doors with a horde directly behind him. He's badly wounded but dives out of the way as you, your CO and 3rd soldier open fire. The hallway lit in a heavanly manner as blood spatters all over the wall, dozens of zombies falling prey to your team. It's quiet once more. The three of you look down at the bitten soldier. He's breathiing heavily, holding the wound on his neck as he looks back up at with determination in his eyes. What is your next move?

Stranger: still here dont worry just reading this

Stranger: aight though it is incredibly painful for all of us we decide to kill the wounded soldier and search the others for more wounds we decide to then put the humvee in front of the door to hopefully prevent anymore waves of zombies we continue to search the first floor

You: The CO and the other soldier look at you, it's your call. You draw your m90 from your side and aim it at the 4th soldier without flinching. "I'm sorry..." You pull the trigger and a loung bang rings out. The CO and soldier flinch, you don't. You reholster your weapon and walk away without saying a word, clearly disturbed by what you had to do. You tell the other two to secure the rest of the floor as you go outside to the humvee to move it. You see the battlefield the fourth soldier left behind. He massacered over a 50 of them. He did well. You move the jeep and climb out the driver door back into the retirement home. The CO and soldier arrive and report that they boarded up the entire floor and finished off whatever elderly infected were left on the floor. The only thing they didn't board up is the stair case, as a just in case. You now have a radio on you from the humvee, and the dog tag of the 4th soldier. It's now dark, and you're all a bit hungry, but you can never let your guard down in an unchecked facility. What is your next move?

Stranger: damn im a cold hearted bastard haha but in all seriousness we decide to rest a bit by eating some of the food we find in the kitchen but not eating too much of it knowing we may not find too much later we then decide to sleep a bit keeping one of the soldiers to stay awake and guard the stairs. i hold the dog tags close to me when i sleep, we went through training together we were best friends

You: The soldier on guard has a pistol with a silencer, He has a walkie talkie if anything goes wrong. You and the CO sleep a not so sound sleep as the 3rd soldier ocassionally has to silently kill a stray elderly zombie or worker. You both awake to a bright sunrise as the third soldier stumbles in, you both instinctively draw your weapon and aim it at him. "Whoa whoa!" He yells out. "I'm just fucking tired, christ..." You and the CO reholster. You and him and both revved and ready to go for yet another day of survival and zombie killing. But your third soldier was awake all night, he's exhausted and his eyes are bloodshot... This could be a problem for the group. What is your next move?

Stranger: we let him sleep and the CO decides to keep guard on the first floor while trying to radio other soldiers or surivers of what appears to be the first night? of a zombie apocalypse i decide to explore the other floors to find any medicines or other useful things assuming that a nursing home would have medicines and other medical equipment i decided to take my friends p90 and check the clip and see that it is full, i also take his extra clip, the CO takes the Desert Eagle that my friend had, what equipment do the other soldiers have?

You: The CO grunts as he stays at the assigned post, bored out of his mind as he cleans his guns and babbles on multiple radio channels, looking for some sort of human contact. You enter the stair well and proceed up to the second floor, cracking the door and peering out cautiously... Yet more blood and carnage. You exit the the stairwell door, grasping on to your P90 as your hands sweat and your heart beats grow more rapid. You're alone, and no longer safe, but you must find medicinea and supplies. The other soldier has standard issue equipment of little importance. He gets his job done as best as he can. What is your next move?

Stranger: i cautiously search the floor slowly peering into each of the bedrooms

You: You keep your weapon at eye level as you walk throughout the quiet floor. It seems much much larger when you're by yourself, it will take a LONG time to clear on your own as well. You sneak into the nearest apartment in surch of medication. Theres 2 dead people on the floor in the bedroom. You enter the bathroom and shut the door, breathing loudly as you open the cabinet and push all the bottles into a bag on your side, you slam the cabinet door shut and turn to leave when you see the shower door move a bit. Your eyes grow wide and you go silent. The blood covered shower door slides open as a zombified worker of the building begins crawling out. Your heart starts racing, you have to kill it. But you can't be too loud about this... What is your next move?

Stranger: i search around for a weapon assuming i can find a pole or something to club the zombies head with i would use my knife but it would put me too close to the zombie

You: Your eyes dart around the room as it crawls closer. You panic as you can't see anything of use. Your eyes lite up as you grab the towel rack, ripping the bar from the wall and getting in a ready position. You raise the bar above your head and drill it through the top of the zombies head like a spike. You twist and bend the pole as you grit your teeth until the corpse stops moving. You gag a bit at what you did before grabbing the medicine bag and rushing out the apartment into the hallway, clumsily stumbling into the wall, you turn for the stairwell door as you see a small group of zombies at either end of the hallway, a few have spotted you. You grab for the handle of the door and see that it requires a pin code to open. What is your next move?

Stranger: i decide that i can no longer worry about being quiet and i lob a grenade at one of the groups of zombies while firing my m90 at the other group

You: You pull the pin on one of your 5 grenades and roll it down the hallway, turning your back just as it leaves your hand just as your other hand draws your pistol in a smoothe fashion. You bring the gun up to eye level as you spin, firing your pistol rapidly, dropping half of the group before the grenade explodes, rumbling the building. The alarms start going off, the entire facility ringing with fire alarms. You start kicking at the door as you fire at the remaining zombies. The CO jumps up with the other soldier, both sprinting to the stair well, entering it to hear you brutishly kicking at the door. They rush up the stairs and buzz the door open. You come barreling through the door and slip, falling down the small flight of stairs. The CO grabs you "Let's get the fuck out of here!" The three of you stumble down the stairs and regain your footing at the base. You all run to the lobby and to the humvee blocking the door. Zombies are swarmed all over the other side. What is your next move?

Stranger: (sorry had some stuff to do still here tho)

Stranger: even though i can see that the CO is irritated by me giving orders i yell at the other soldier to move the humvee while the CO and i start fending off the zombies i use my grenades as strategically as possible

You: The CO is no longer questioning your orders. He realizes this situation will not improve with a petty power struggle. The other soldier hops in the vehicle and circles the entrance, unleashing the growing horde, you and your CO fire off without thought. You've seen this enough times to the point where it all happens in slow motion, it's almost peaceful when you're slaughtering them in masses. The soldier does small donuts infront of the entrance, smashing the zombies that are running at you. You throw your grenades towers either corner of the building, taking out dozens of incoming zombies as the screeching tires of the Humvee come to a halt. Theres nothing left but wounded crawlers... You run to the driver seat and push the soldier ino the passanger. "Good job!" You yell at him as the CO hops into the gatling gun seat. You stomp on the gas and pull out from the retirement home, leaving hell in your wake. Congratulations! You've survived!

You: But you most certainly leave room for the game to continue another time...