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N.ame: Dr. Edward Morelli
A.ge 47
Appearence: A small, thin, middle aged fellow wearing a beige suit. {{It's an ISRP, I hope you don't need too much detail}}
Bio: Dr. Morelli is, or at least, was, an architectural engineering professor at a university in Calgary, but was fired last year for an incident involving bribed marks... at least he had vacation money because of it!
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You're in a deep sleep, and then you hear ten, maybe twenty people scream. What do you do? |
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{{Where am I? Hotel? Motel? Backseat of my car?}} |
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{{I thought I was on vacation?}} |
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(You're still packing up FOR vacation.) |
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{{Ah. But how can I be packing if deep in sleep? :P}}
I shrug. I've had kept my doors locked and bolted in case of tax collectors since I got fired, so unless it was going to break my door down like a zombie I would be fine, giving my time to put on pants and make myself some breakfast. |
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You hear a banging on your door, someone yells. "Help, please! WE NEED HE-" That's all you hear, until you hear a m0aning. |
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I calmly finish my bagel, pack one suitcase with toiletries, a change of clothing, and a novel or two. If I hear any banging on my doors or walls, I'll immediatly fetch one of my cricket bats, otherwise I continue packing. |
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(Man.)
You pack stuff and a zombie breaks a window and falls in.
(I'm supposed to tell you what you find..) |
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{{I figured I'd be able to have some control over what's in my house, but okay... xD}}
A pick up the instrument of whatever random sport I practice {{Gold club, hockey stick, cricket bat, pistol from the shooting range, whatever, Determine it randomly if you want}}. Is the zombie in the same room as me, or another? |
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You hear the zombie fall in the room next to you. You find a metal baseball bat.
(I'm American, I don't even know what cricket is..) |
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{{You know the movie Shaun of the Dead? Shaun used a cricket bat, it's like a flat baseball bat}}
"I don't have anything to rob" I shout into the next room as I stuff my wallet into my pocket and go to beat the crap out of the intruder |
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You kill the zombie, it was your neighbor, Tom. |
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"Dear lord, Tom. You knew I didn't have anything worth looting." I say as I use his corpse to block up the window. |
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You block up the window, it's not as sturdy, but it'll hold. |
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Alright, so I take inventory of all the crap I have. How much cash do I find, has my credit card been frozen yet? Probably, since I was unemployed all summer, but it might work. Also, do I have any proper weapons in my house? |
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Well, money won't be that important. Same thing with the credit card. Proper weapons? Theres that baseball bat, kitchen knives. Nothing else. And beware, this will be like Fallout. You can't carry everything in the world. |
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Cash is king, and my asking you if my credit card was frozen was my trying to trip you up into admitting that I should carry more cash. I take my baseball bat and my suitcase, and head out. |
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No one is on a street, but a dog walks up to you, whimpering. |
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I beat it's head in. I really hate dogs. |
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You try to kill it, but it runs away. |
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Shame. It would have made a good dinner. Wait, what am I thinking? I just left my house without taking my food! Jeese, this whole apocalypse thing is really getting to my head. I go back inside and see what food I have left. |
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( Could you make one for me?) |
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(Maybe.)
You find;
Chips
Chocolate
8 Sodas
Water Bottle (Not plastic)
Pizza (Frozen)
Stuff for sandwiches
Popcorn chicken (Frozen)
Ice Cream (Vanilla)
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Everything's either frozen or useless. Did I eat the last bagel or something? Where's all my non-perishables? Anyways, what kind of sandwich supplies are there? |
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