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that banjo makes me clench hard enough to pick up my chair

Does it have copyright???

We dying to getting a cold in Louisville with this one!!!!!

How I feel all the time in the silent forest

The high one gives a kind of vibes of: You are bitten, but you have turned off zombie respawning, so kill more before the infection or THEY kill you.

Hearing this song after 3 zombies chasing me

it all starts when one zombie in the house across the street sees you walking pass by window and activates house alarm

All the zombies gangsta till they see me come back with my Remington shotgun with 500 shells ready to go…

This is my favourite, desperate but determined.

its time to take the gas station back

Me when the

The devs are Cyndi Lauper and the fans the girl asking for b42 release

For some reason this is so epic and intense it makes me cry when the beat drops, literally tears run down my cheeks. Idk why tho

Got this banger playing when came to outer side of West-Poijt to check on some houses and heli came out of nowhere, I buckled up and prepared my battle axe and spears, killed 1000+ zeds in 16 hours or smth

What feeling unstoppable sounds like.

idk why but this ones my favorite

Are you fu..k the kidding me What the hell they coming from Run Run Run!

Love the low on this one. The high goes pretty hard too

The first time I played project zomboid I was unfamiliar with the controls and shattered the window of a house. I heard this as I ran and I literally quit the game for a solid fifteen minutes.

The High Intensity bit gives me the vibe of; you know you're going to die here, but you're taking as many with you as possible.

4:05 to 5:00 goes hard!

Reminds me of my first horde when all i had was a .22 that would jam every 2 shots and a nearly broken spiked baseball bat

When this song starts playing, it's the zombies that should be scared...

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Dinlemezsem rahat uyuyamıyorum bea.

cdda모드에서 제작한 나무창 들고 호드랑 싸우는데 이 음악 나올 때 감성 지렸다.

I still wonder what language is being used in this OST?

I feel like these intense chase themes don't fit when all you really do is walk away and occasionally shove them back if they get too close.

Best part 9:35

the dynamic osts were a huge factor in the success of this game.

I think Project Zomboid is my new favorite game

me after shooting one bullet and then eradicating the entire riverside population

i remember playing multiplayer with a friend that hasn't played zomboid we based up in the gas station near the church in rosewood while we fixing up cars in front of the pumps a horde popped up me and my friend were still very new and my combat wasn't the greatest so this horde of at least 25 zombies comes in breaking windows music is on high 2:21 while im trying to defend off this horde and protect the homie at the same time probably the most epic thing ive done in terms of survival and was the first time i took on a horde of that size

Where ı live most of the people are muslim when someone dies prayer called Sela plays on the speakers it is sound so similar to this song lyrcs it is scary asf

Armin's touch is like the Midas touch.

This played when I was clearing Rosewood because the expanded helicopter event helicopters had brought way too many zombies to my base (I play on settings that represent a zombie story I wrote once, long story short, there are a lot of helicopter events because a large amount of humanity is still alive) Regardless, I play as an Engineer so I get a genius idea to make a noisemaker (modded so it doesn't suck) to attract zombies into the field in front of the rosewood fire station, and then hit them with a ton of bombs. It goes horribly wrong because instead of about 30, 50, maybe 70 zombies coming, it was more like 200. This became a problem super fast, and I had to run away from the burning zombies, avoiding my own base as much as possible because they would've burned it. I almost died so many times, but I got a taxi and filled it up with gas, I made another fire bomb, went back, and burned more zombies. I also set corpses on fire. I was determined to kill all of them. The fire did basically nothing to the zombies, so I ran the opposite way of my base, then snuck back into rosewood, stayed in the treeline, then hopped the fence and got into my base. From there, I built pipe bombs, and finished the horde. I was shocked to see how many zombies I had single handedly killed.

Where's the 1 hour of medium music

Sounds suprisingly a bit more hopefull instead of desperation , even when desperation is probably the thing you feel mostly when more are coming .

You can always count on the combat music to make you feel stronger than you are and get you killed :D

lol

"Yeah im pretty sure that house is alarmed so dont smash-" *glass shatters and alarm goes off* "Well. I guess its as good a time as any to teach you propper melee."

official ambience for thirty seconds after the new player finds a gun

АХУЕТЬ КАЧАЕТ ОБОЖАЮ ЭТОТ САУНДТРЕК ИГРУ ДА Я ОБОЖАЮ ЗОМБОИД!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Game description: West point is the epitomy of small town USA. My reasoning: Small town? That sounds like a good place to start shouldn't be too many zeds.

Why isn't music stopping?

*Many shotgun blasts amid heavy rain near gas station*

Why does the intense part sound like something I'd hear in Just Cause too? Especially at 2:56

This sound like if you was defending u last base from a big horde of runners

Low: You did it. Breathing heavily, you look at the mountain of bodies before you. The horde is dead. But slaying a horde always brings more attention. The second wave is the true killer. The dead shuffle out from their hiding spots, growling when they spot you. They pour in scattered patches, disorganized and steady, but even the hardiest can fall now. You ready a fire axe with a few broad swings. Let them come. More corpses for the pile. Medium: The loud metallic whirling over your head tells you this is going to be a *long* day. You cut down three in swift succession, before whirling around to cleave a fourth's skull in twain. Exhaustion is on its way. This war of yours can only last for so long before you can no longer fight it. All the same, you roll your shoulders and twist your axe in your grip, as they continue to arrive in greater numbers. This is a clearing. This is a Chicago Ted. You will hold your ground. Let them come. You will be ready. High: It takes a certain mettle to continue the fight this long. It takes a very rare and particular one to reach deep enough to push forwards through thicker yet hordes. The rain has begun as the true mass of the horde shows its face. Whether by choice or poor attention, all routes of escape are blocked. There is only retreat to the wall. It is not a hopeless fight. You are a man, made machine in your survival. To come this far is to reject failure, and to wage war on death itself. Exhaustion sets its icy hand on your shoulder like an old friend. That axe is heavier than it's ever been, and the horde shows no sign of slowing. This is it. This is, well and truly, it. On these odds, paupers are crowned kings. On these odds, gods are slain and ascended all the same. On these odds, the weakest rise to the top and the strongest fall to the bottom. On these odds, only the worthy survive. If your confidence wanes, this is your last chance to pray for salvation. It is time to fight to the last. Until all of one side is extinguished. There is no more backing down. It is, quite literally, do or die. You lift your axe for another swing, embodying the hero's spirit. Discretion was never part of your repertoire anyways.

Low: You see them on the horizon. A group of about twenty or so. Trouble, spread out like that. But manageable. You take out your gun, and pop skulls to an unknown beat... Medium: ...But they keep coming. Gunfire draws more and more- a good chance for a clear. You begin to worry, as you become forced back, moving at an even march as they shuffle just barely faster and die on time. High: The city streets are getting choked. It's easy to see just how badly you've poked the bear, as hundreds flood out, all of them hungering. It's high time for a last stand. If you survive, it will be a tale of legend, to regale any survivor you meet with. And if you don't... you have the comfort of dying a titan's death now.