QuilboarJoin Date: 2010-05-17
Post Count: 18911 |
You wake up in a dimly lit room. Blood is spattered all over the floor and there are chunks of fleshy gore in the corners. Some dead people are lying around the room. Some people are alive. Its a glass cage. A frantic looking scientist looks at you, quickly scribbling down notes on a checkboard, and pushing buttons on some kind of machine. A couple desperate military troops are at barricaded doors with assault rifles and machine guns, firing out of broken hole slits. Some, groaning horde of monsters is trying to break inside. You've realized after being bitten by one of those things, you had blacked out.
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Basic roleplay rules
I only control the soldiers and the scientist
You are all bitten at the start
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CS
Name:
Age:
Gender:
Appearance:
Memory: (Bio)
Status: (Immune, or non-immune. You are bitten)
Other:
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Im kind of confused....what exatly is going on? |
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QuilboarJoin Date: 2010-05-17
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Okay. I should have explained. A scientist sets up a lab in a small research facility in a zombie outbreak in order to try to research the virus to try to find a cure. He kidnaps several infected, but still alive people to run tests on them. |
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ohhhhh ill join give me a sec to make a CS |
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wait whats the status thing? |
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QuilboarJoin Date: 2010-05-17
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Name: Jarrid Kaxton
Ag.e: 11
Gender: Male
Appearance: A child with a torn brown hoodie, shredded long blue pants and red leather shoes. Jarrid has pale skin, both naturally and from blood loss. He has no freckles, and his hair is covered by his hood. His eyes are nearly gray. He has several blood flecks and stains on his clothing and face.
Memory: He lived in the small city when the depersonalization virus broke out. A strange half-decayed man bit him in the arm. He stumbled into the road and blacked out, then slumped over onto the ground.
Status: Non-immune
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(wow im asking alot of questions...but what kind of monsters are you talking about?vampiers?zombies? |
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QuilboarJoin Date: 2010-05-17
Post Count: 18911 |
(Zombies.) |
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CS
N.ame:Emily Stone
A.ge:16
G.ender:F
Appearance:Brown thick hair that goes down a few inches below her sholders.Shes pale natrally.She wears a white T-shirt with a black hooded jacket and lose blue jeans.
Memory: When the viras started spreeding she and her family had not been notified in time.One night emily was walking around town when a man came up next to her with his hood up.She kept walking untel the man grabed her wrest and bite her.
Status: Immune
Other:N/A |
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QuilboarJoin Date: 2010-05-17
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(Accepted. Can you use better spelling please? We need at least one more person to start.) |
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(yeah sorry i was typing fast.My bad.) |
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CS
Name: Fred Gorgrieson
A.ge: 27
Gender: Male
Appearance: Wears a bloodied tuxedo and red shoes with a poppy. Brown eyes and skin has become very pale.
Memory: Fred does not remember much at all. In fact he has Amnesia! He only remembers three things: One, his name. Two, he is British. Three, he has an insane desire for revenge.
Status: Immune |
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QuilboarJoin Date: 2010-05-17
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(Alright.)
I wake up, my vision horribly blurred. Echo-like gunshots and the sound of machinery buzzes in my ears. |
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(i wanna join tooo!!) (ill do my CS ina sec) |
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QuilboarJoin Date: 2010-05-17
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(Okay then.) |
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I wake up light headed.I try to sit up but i fall back down.I look around the room and see im not alone.some people are standing why others lay on there backs,eyes closed. |
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Inside the room, I take a look at some of the dead, embracing my curiosity. After I took a look, I looked outside the room, all I saw were bloodstains, assault rifles and smoke from the guns. I sigh, and then I wait to see if I'm not the only one here with a beating heart |
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QuilboarJoin Date: 2010-05-17
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My chest and throat began to sting as I coughed up foul-tasting blood. I looked around some more, bleary-eyed. There were soldiers and a doctor of some sort standing close to me, behind a glass wall. There were pieces of body parts, dead people and blood all around the room. |
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Name: Elsa DeSica
A.ge: 14
Ge.nder:F
Appearance: Medium length aburn hair, short, uhm.... slightly torn black graphic tee and torn up jeans and a purple sweatshirt tied around my waist.
Also a tiny bit of blood is on my shirt.
Memory: Remembers absolutely nothing besides my name and my age
Status: Immune (cuase no one else chose it)
Other:N/A |
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I mean Non-Immune cause only 1 other perosn chose it |
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(Accepted.) |
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The scientist looked at the group. "I have no time to explain why you're here." He tells us, frantically and quickly. "But I need to run some tests on you." |
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I look at my right arm. It is covered is teethmarks. Despite the fact that this may be a very serious matter, I still feel very well. A scientist comes into my room. He seems awfully pale. However I was too busy with looking for supplies among the dead to take any notice. He spoke to me, but I did not understand. He talked very fast and panicky. |
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The scientist quickly infused some needles with blood samples from the group, trying to do it quickly enough before they can react. |
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Tests?"whats going on?" i ask quietly,I look around and notice the blood stained on the floors and walls. |
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