Finally have a story to tell:
Me and three other guys (all with mic's, thankfully) are pushing through Death Toll on Expert. Now, I've never made it past the third level, so most of it was a new experince for me. We destory the first two levels with ease, but end up spending about a half hour on the third level. One game we get zero tanks, another we somehow get two. Friendly Fire runs rampant as we try our damndest to storm through the level as fast as possible to avoid the endles horde rushes. Finally, we beat that stage, and set ourselves up for the rape-fest that is stage 4. Tanks, tanks, and more freaking tanks. One right before the mini-gun event, one right afterward. By some grace of God, we all managed to survive, and finally get to the unholy son-of-a-bitch that is the Finale stage, where you get a fucking tiny ass house surronded by water and endless trees, allowing the horde to swarm you instantly. Well, we try it about six times with varying success, almost achieving victory when Louis makes it to the dock, but gets pinned by a Hunter. So, it's the last try, and we make it past the first tank missing Zoey and Bill. Me and Louis hide in the bathroom, I with my auto-shotty unloading at those fuckers while he keeps punching, punching, PUNCHING for what seemed like hours. Finally, it's tank number 2 time. I hit him with the Molotov early to show him I mean business, but the asshole just keeps coming. Me and Louis spread out, but that proved to be a poor stratagy, as the Tank went straight for him over by the dock, leaving me alone at the cabin on the opposite side of the shore. Thankfully, he's still on fire at this point, and by the time he reaches me, a clip of auto-shotty was all it took to bring him down.
Now, here's where the story ramps up. Everyone expects me to die here, as I've got A LOT of ground to cover in order to reach the docks, with a shitload of horde in the way. "Fuck that" I thought to myself, and almost seemingly by instinct alone, I ran straight through the house on the way to the dock, grabbing pills, ammo, and a pipe bomb along the way. I somehow manage to avoid Boomer vomit coming from the second floor on my way out, shoot up the Smoker waiting to ambush me near the trees, and throw a pipe in front of the dock. By the time I reach the shore, the boat is about 15 seconds from docking. Running out of time, I miraculousy found a gas tank by the dock, and threw it down just in time to burn up a Hunter stalking me below the docks. I keep trying to jump on the boat as it docks, but it doesn't want me to get on until it stops. Just as the horde begins to claw at my ass, I get in, and sail away with my Achievements in hand...
Morals of the story:
1) People with Microphones are awesome
2) Shotties are deadly
3) Dumb luck is key to winning
One down, three expert campaigns to go :lol