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[Thanks to JeopardizedJake and DarkusVanguard for helping with edits/story/and setup]
No matter how many movies we watched, how many episodes of the walking dead we viewed, we were no match when it finally happened.
[24 hours of the first infection]
Every one with the blood type O+ and A+ turned within the first day, they attacked and killed anything in their sight, tearing it to shreds and ingesting the prey before moving on to the next.
[63 hours of the first infection]
Remaining soldiers have regrouped in DC, managing to secure it as a form of "safe haven."
Outposts have been constructed in numerous locations where people can go to receive supplies. The survivors have coined nicknames for the infected, mostly in reference to the typical zombie films of their past-lives with them being universally referred to as Zeds or simply "Z"s.
[157 hours of the first infection]
All contact with military organisations has ceased. The government has stopped issuing supplies to survivors.
[213 hours of the first infection]
The majority of cities and towns are off the grid, no access to electrical resources. There has been word of attempts to develop some form of cure or vaccination to the illness, but no solid information has been found.
[286 hours of the first infection]
Remaining supplies are periodically dispersed through parachute drops across a range of locations. No-one is currently aware of the group responsible for these operations.
Washington DC is considered a Level 7 quarantine area along with other various cities and towns.
[303 hours of the first infection]
Only 1 radio station remains running. It is operated by two survivors, under the aliases Lead Slinger and eZ. They give out locations of supply drops, communities that are striving, and play music. No one has been able to pinpoint their locations or identities.
[331 hours of the first infection]
There have been some rumors of a church that worship the undead. They are reportedly hostile to those who do not follow.
[373 hours of the first infection]
No laws or government have retained any power. America and the rest of the world is in disarray. The radio station has mentioned rumours of mutations in the virus responsible for the infections, leading to unpredictable behaviour in some victims.
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It has been four years since that fateful first infection.
With no-one left to assist in the tragedy, time simply took it's toll. Scraps of aggressive survivors forged vicious bandit clans, killing and looting. People soon lost previous hope of ever returning to a "proper" society - at first, we believed it would be over in a week, but those weeks became months, months became years. By this time, we are losing to a common enemy and still clueless as to how it happened.
Things are beginning to settle down into some vague resemblance of a routine - the first year was rough, but merchants have set up trading networks and societies are beginning to reform, attempting to set up civilisations. Of course, bandits still lurk in parts of the world still lacking order, of which there are many, enforcing territorial restrictions.
There has been more information released about the cure - the first new rumour on the matter in years. They have stated that a great reward has been promised for any survivor who is able to retrieve the prototypes from Washington and bring them to a lab in Miami.
Quarantined areas/levels:
Level 0: Safe. No sign of infected at all.
Level 1: Regular/normal. Mutated infected are never there. Vehicles can drive here.
Level 2: Slight Change. Few more infected, Mutated are rarely seen but CAN appear. Vehicles can drive here.
Level 3: Big Change. More infected than Levels 2 and 3. Alleyways can not be used. Mutated are uncommon but not unheard of. Vehicles can drive here, however damaged structures may cause complications.
Level 4: Crowded. Any larger buildings (such as shopping malls or cinemas) are crowded with infected. Alleyways are either obstructed or too dangerous to traverse. The presence of mutated infected is known to be higher, but still uncommon Vehicles can drive here but the obstacles are even more severe.
Level 5: Largely Crowded. Places that are big (Walmart, Sporting goods stores, popular streets, malls, schools, etc.) are crowded with infected. Alleyways can not be used. Streets are crowded making it hard to get by. Vehicles can drive here but will only cause trouble if not constantly moving. Mutated are uncommon.
Level 6: Infested. Places that are big (Walmart, Sporting goods stores, popular streets, malls, schools, etc.) are crowded with infected. Alleyways can not be used. Streets are crowded to a point where you can not even navigate through. Can not be driven through. Mutated are common.
Level 7: Red Zone. Area is gated. Places that are big (Walmart, Sporting goods stores, popular streets, malls, schools, etc.) are crowded with infected. Alleyways can not be used. Streets are crowded to a point where you can not access them. You must use rooftops, building hopping, and other resourceful ways to move around. Vehicles can not be utilized. There are areas that had medical copters land at but never leave. Mutated are common.
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RULES + EXTRA:
* Keep all characters plausible. Avoid cliches and ensure your backstory is believable.
* It is fine to enjoy a bit of attention, but try not to hog the limelight. Your characters are still regular humans and expected to conform to real-world physical boundaries, no-one is "perfect".
* Metagaming will not be tolerated.
* Equipment must remain reasonable. It is uninteresting if your character walks around in a full suit of kevlar with a .50 cal LMG.
* Include a rough explanation of the events your character went through leading up to the roleplay.
* Your character can't go out of his/her limits. If you aren't fit you can't run 20 miles as if it was nothing.
* You will start in the North or North East of the US.
* The roleplay will start once few have joined.
* You will start out with a civilian-regulated small arms weapon or some form of uncommon melee weapon of high-tier price range (e.g, a strong-grade steel machete or lightweight alloy baseball bat)
* It is relatively common knowledge among survivors that amputation of a bitten area is known to stop the spread of the infection, but there obvious drawbacks to this. It is expected that you roleplay injuries realistically, within reason.
* To not say your character has a gun and has survived 4 years with out one is not allowed. It would not be realistic.
* Minimal character age is 20.
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Character Sheet:
Name:
Age:
Gender:
Physical Appearance:
Clothing/Outfit:
Personality [Optional]:
Occupation (Prior):
Background/History:
Firearm:
Melee:
Equipment:
Other/Extra:
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(Meh, you may have just killed the RP. Surviving without a gun is reasonable enough to be honest, but whatever.)
Name: Murdoch Anderson Carlossi (Goes under the nickname 'Lossi')
Age: 25
Gender: Male
Physical Appearance: Notably tall, at 6ft. He is of a somewhat lanky but well-toned build. He has very dark hair, contrasted by slightly pale skin from spending a lot of time indoors.
Clothing/Outfit: Being into the goth and 'emo' subculture before the incident, his outfit consists of a pair of military surplus boots, a pair of black cargo jeans, a dull white shirt (overlaid by a black waistcoat and matching black tie) and a leather-wool long coat. He carries a duffel-bag.
Personality [Optional]: Disturbingly calm in most situations, he can come off as extremely cold. To those who get over this initial flaw in his character, he is quite charismatic.
Occupation (Prior): Advanced student in medicine and surgery, a reclusive and self-centered life allowed him to gain a PhD - just days before the outbreak started. He got his money through his criminal activities.
Background/History: Murdoch came from a rich London-based family. He disliked them and did not socialize particularly well in his childhood. At the age of 19, he murdered his younger sister - who was 18 at the time. He was never caught due to a contamination in evidence collection, although his parents always blamed him for his sister's death.
With no real explanation, they asked that he leave the house.
He found that the murder had not really taken a toll on his mentality, and decided that he had the required talents to enter the world of crime. He got into contact with an overseas heisting group - situated in America. He agreed to provide his knowledge from medical studies to work as a private doctor the group, and partook in the occasional robbery but left the main banks to them. Eventually, the group was apprehended, although he was able to avoid a prison sentence for association with them by providing information that confirmed their involvement in previous robberies.
He was put into a rehabilitation program - being diagnosed as having 'sociopathic tendencies'. Through therapy and medication, he began to develop some vague degree of empathy and after long negotiations with the educational system was allowed to complete his PhD.
Now he manages to live a relatively comfortable life by offering his medical skills to travelers and settlements.
Firearm: An AR-15 with a jury rigged drum-mag.
Melee: 5ft of chain, a crowbar
Equipment: Various salvaged and self-made medical supplies, military rations from a supply drop. A few bundles of climbing rope made out of weaved strands of para-cord from the supply drop parachutes. |
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@Darkus
Accepted
"The oldest and strongest emotion of mankind is fear. And the oldest and strongest kind of fear is fear of the unknown." - H.P. Lovecraft |
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Name: Bailey Langley
Age: 22
Gender: Female.
Physical Appearance: Bailey is 5'5 with a hourglass figure. She dyed her originally blonde hair brown when she was 17, since all her friends had. Even though she only wears her earrings enough to stop the hole closing up, when she does she wears a little cross. On the back of her arm she has a small tattoo of a robin.
Clothing/Outfit: Her usual outfit is a loose shirt with a rock band she doesn't even like on it, covered with a mint green hoody. Her jeans are the tie dye kind with a rip from the back of her knee half way down her calf. She wears black combat boots with to short laces. On her head is a blue beanie, something that her mother gave her.
Personality [Optional]: She can be an introvert but tries to put a positive spin on the situation. (Find out more in RP)
Occupation (Prior): She worked in the bank.
Background/History: After leaving her apartment she went to work. Having been handed a load of paperwork the previous day she went to hand it to boss only to find the secretary mauling him. Running out, she broke the fire alarm with her shoe and most got out. Those who didn't survive were the ones who tried to tell the boss after he didn't come out. After that she went home to her apartment in her car and packed her bags. Her mum and dad were in her hometown a couple miles away so she hoped they would be safe for a while at least. Traveling around, but away from the bank, she found a crumbling barn. She holed up there.
Firearm: Double barrel shotgun.
Melee: Her high heels and a machete she also found in the barn.
Equipment: Matches.
Other/Extra: N/A
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@ii
Accepted
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Shall we start off right now or wait for another person or two?) |
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@Darkus
It won't start for a few hours. Going to wait for the popular/most flooded time.
"The oldest and strongest emotion of mankind is fear. And the oldest and strongest kind of fear is fear of the unknown." - H.P. Lovecraft |
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I wanted to make a spider-tea girl but welp
Name: Lizzie Stone
Age: 23
Gender: Female
Physical Appearance: She has hazel coloured hair. She wears coloured contact lenses a lot, but her true eye colour is green. She's 5'6", and weighs 146.3 pounds. She has an hourglass figure, but she doesn't think so.
Clothing/Outfit: She wears a warm, grey sweater with a small silver necklace. Over that is a denim jacket, which was pretty lucky, as denim is pretty thick. She wears skinny jeans, that however, aren't made of real denim. She wears a pair of black leather ankle boots with silver zippers on the sides. She carries a small suitcase with the letters L.S. engraved in gold on the front.
Personality [Optional]: Will be revealed in RP.
Occupation (Prior): Movie Star
Background/History: Fame, fortune and friends was what Lizzie had before the apocalyptic invasion of what she first thought were just normal actors in costumes. They were about to film a scene in the Walking Dead, a couple of walkers came on set. They started killing everyone, and Lizzie was the choice few to escape. Lizzie had been in a camp in Philadelphia, and after hearing about the cure, started to do some physical training. Of course, she sucked at it, since all the movies and TV shows she played in, she always had a stunt double. After being able to lift about 200 pounds, she gave up trying and just started heading towards Washington.
Firearm: Currently N/A
Melee: A prop machete she grabbed from the props of the filming area.
Equipment: A map, microwavable spaghetti, and her phone. She hadn't used it since the day of the escape, so it still has 79% battery.
Other/Extra: SPAGHETTTTTIIIIII
Don't be upsetti, have some spaghetti~ Ahuhuhuhu~ |
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@Myst
Its 4 years . . . Maybe fix your melee weapon also.
You also need a fire arm.
Fix those parts.
other than that accepted.
"The oldest and strongest emotion of mankind is fear. And the oldest and strongest kind of fear is fear of the unknown." - H.P. Lovecraft |
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Character Sheet:
Name: Ryker Alexander Hale. Calls Himself Sin. [Thinks he is all that]
Age: 23
Gender: Male
Physical Appearance: Ryker has a tan skin tone. He has green eyes, blond hair that is cut short, and seems to be thin and in good shape due to cardio. He is 5 feet 11.5 inches. He has no facial hair. He has 2 tattoos he got during the second year of the apocalypse, It's a machete with the words Slaughter Em All on the blade on his upper right arm. The Second is a loaded shotgun with the words "You're a shotgun *Bang*" (If you get the reference).
Clothing/Outfit: Ryker wears military boots he got off of a zed during the third year. The colors being Tan with streaks of dark brown on it. He wears thin cargo pants which can be changed to shorts, they are a light gray color. He wears a T-Shirt that is Dark gray with the logo of vans on it in white color. This is followed by 2 pairs of finger less combat gloves looted from a dead bandit start of the 4th year. They are black. He also wears 2 leather belts (Not belts with buckles) he uses to holster his weapons, and other things he may have on hand. These belts are the color of dark brown leather.
Personality [Optional]: Ryker tends to be out going to those he trusts, Other wise he can come off hostile. He uses sarcasm and insults more than often.
Occupation (Prior): Ryker was a college student who was going for a job working in the wilderness/camping that helped troubled youth. He never got accepted due to everything going to hell.
Background/History: Ryker was a college student who was the same as all the others. He went to classes, he did his work, he failed and passed. He went to parties. He was nothing special. 2 years prior to the apocalypse Ryker's dad had been diagnosed with cancer, He died 3 months before the first case. Ryker did not have a great relation with his dad, he was a heavy drinker. You can say it ran int he family but Ryker eventually stopped mourning towards the last 2 months. During the first days of the apocalypse Ryker was not sure what to do, he didn't know if he should kill the infected or not. In the end it was his ex that got infected. He killed him, It was at that moment he noticed something. He enjoyed killing Zeds. It was something that felt amazing. Needless to say he racked up quite a number of heads. He even counted them. By the Fourth year he had 1,352. The reason the number was so low is because he spent most of his days moving in rural areas. From the first three years he lived with the merchants. They didn't kill the undead because they would attract more, so he didn't kill so many in those years. Ryker didn't kill a person until his second year. He felt that the thrill was not nearly as amazing as the Zed. Just something different. 3 months prior to his current time he left the merchants to go head out on his own.
Firearm: He wields a Sig Mpx (One handed SMG) that only has Semi-Auto. This currently has 12 bullets in it. (A mag can hold 32). Currently he has a makeshift sight on it he bought from a merchant during the third year. The weapon can not fire burst or full auto.
Melee: Ryker wields a kukri blade of fine steel, He bought it from a merchant during the first year. Needless to say it was Ryker's finest weapon (Considering it doesn't use bullets.)
Equipment: Ryker wields a tactical sling shot (They exist, my older brother owns one.) he uses for Zed. He uses mainly scraps of metal for this. The only other things he has is a sling bag, a handheld radio, and a canteen.
Other/Extra: [I took the sling shot idea and the counting heads from 10K]
That is my CS. If you have a problem with it let me know so I can fix it.
Made this quickly, sorry for all the noticeable typos and such.
"The oldest and strongest emotion of mankind is fear. And the oldest and strongest kind of fear is fear of the unknown." - H.P. Lovecraft |
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ZleezyJoin Date: 2013-09-14
Post Count: 5094 |
Character Sheet:
Name:Gustav Juna Hon Giese
Age:39
Gender:Male
Physical appearance:Mike is a relatively tall person standing at 5ft 11in.He cut off all of his hair so he's bald.He's relatively average.Not underweight or overweight.
Clothing/Outfit.he wears his black/white stripes t-shirt almost all the time.He wears black jeans.He carriers a biker helm almost everywhere he goes along with sunglasses.
Personality[Optional]:Rather brash and bold when it comes it comes to hard times.This attitude it caused by the abuse he got as a child.'
Occupation:Engineering.He's an expert in his field having a phd in it.He spent his life around getting one and now he had one.
Backstory:Mike was a young child of a poor family.Being poor he had a hard time getting a good education.He was considered a disgrace to his family by the time he was 16.He proved them wrong when he worked so hard he managed to get a phd in engineering.He managed to help his family a whole lot financially.At the age of 25 he moved out of his parents house.At that same age his sister who was 15 was murdered at her school.After her funeral he decided to do the best he could to help his family.He succeeded and is now helping others with his profession.
Firearm:Wingmaster 870 shotgun
Melee:Wrench,Pocket knife
Equipment:Food rations,Scrap metal,Electrical wires,Screws,Nuts,Bolts,
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@Zlee
accepted. You forgot to include what you did during the first four years of the apocalypse.
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Are we gonna start soon? Or are you still waiting for a more popular time? |
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@ii It's only noon for me (40 minutes till 1 pm.)
Wait for 1 or 2 more people to join, then we can start. If you want any ideas, suggestions or anything just message me via message.
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ZleezyJoin Date: 2013-09-14
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4 years of survival:For four years I occasionally moved around to scavenge for food staying out of sight.When I occasionally got spotted I slaughtered the zombies.I stayed in a shed for 4 years straight.Eventually it became every day life.Surviving was no longer a choice.It was something I did without question.I occasionally also build a few devices such as a monitor to see how infected I was which stayed really low at times.And even a working radar to spot other survivors and infecteds.Staying near a level 5 area and sometimes reaching level 4's or 6's searching for food.
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ZleezyJoin Date: 2013-09-14
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4 years of survival:For four years I occasionally moved around to scavenge for food staying out of sight.When I occasionally got spotted I slaughtered the zombies.I stayed in a shed for 4 years straight.Eventually it became every day life.Surviving was no longer a choice.It was something I did without question.I occasionally also build a few devices such as a monitor to see how infected I was which stayed really low at times.And even a working radar to spot other survivors and infecteds.Staying near a level 5 area and sometimes reaching level 4's or 6's searching for food.
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ZleezyJoin Date: 2013-09-14
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Something happened there
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ZleezyJoin Date: 2013-09-14
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Also I changed the name from mike to gustav but I forgot to change the other parts saying mike
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I thought you were going to let me rewrite this. |
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Errrrm, do you mind if I create a character based off of a fictional character- one from a video game? Probably a stupid question, but I'd still like to ask. |
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@Faction
As long as it isn't some OP god like character than sure.
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@Happy
I had 2 others help me with it.
Also we made changes
Need one or two more people before we start.
"The oldest and strongest emotion of mankind is fear. And the oldest and strongest kind of fear is fear of the unknown." - H.P. Lovecraft |
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You know, you could have told me. |
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@Happy it wasn't that big of a deal
"The oldest and strongest emotion of mankind is fear. And the oldest and strongest kind of fear is fear of the unknown." - H.P. Lovecraft |
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You still could have told me. |
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