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 Posted: Sat May 02, 2009 2:26 pm
Edits: None.
People who are in charge of the rp while I'm gone: None, send me a P.M. If you want to help. You will be promoted to crew.
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Hello, if you aren't that great in grammar, punctuation just send me a P.M. me your post. I'll be happy to help. Thanks for reading. Just look down in the post for the rules and other information.
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When the outbreak started, everyone was peaceful. No one didn't know what was going on. They thought it was something else. But when people who got bitten started attack people in their homes, they panicked. They didn't know what was going on, everything was in chaos. They fought, they died. But every time they killed one, they would double up. Panicking the people did something stupid. They went head on, losing their life in the process. Now that most of them are dead or have been turned, you must fight your way threw the streets. Till you can find rescue, which will take a while. Shoot them in the head, if you can.
+Rules+
1. Keep cussing to a pg-13 level.
2. No f-word.
3. Your character can not be a super powerful, killing machine.
4. You can use any kind of weapon, expect for nuclear bombs. Where are you going to get any of those?
5. Who ever starts the rp gets to chose the setting.
6. I don't want any character under the age of 18. Really? 15 owing a gun store? I don't think so.
7. No pictures, they stretch the page and are a hassle. Post a link to the picture.
8. Use correct punctuation and grammar. (P.M me your post and I'll edited if I can. That is if you want me to. I will be happy to. :] )
+Character Posting+
User Name:
Name:
Age:
Occupation:
Weapons: (They can change threw out the rp.)
Hair color:
Eye color:
Clothes:
Or Picture: (Post link)
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Posted: Sat May 02, 2009 8:53 pm
User Name:-x_o-Enigma-o_x-
Name: Jaxon Cooper
Age: 24
Sex: Male
Occupation: Ex-Marine Special Ops Marksman
Current Weapons: Sniper Rifle, Berreta Pistol, Assualt Rifle, Combat Knife and Two Machetes strapped onto his back
Hair color: Dark Brown
Eye color: Bright Blur
Clothes: Bullet Proof Combat Vest, Combat Pants with Tactical Underlay, Steel Capped Boots, Bullet Proof Shoulder And Forearm Armor, Combat Storage Coat and a Protective Cowboy Hat.
Jaxon had lost count of how many days it had been since the out break, all forms of communication have been destroyed pretty much everything but radio, but all you get on radio is static and some times people but when ever Jaxon tried to reach the people he would get their to late.
Jaxon was in an abandoned supermarket which he had boarded up so nithing could get in but he left little secret passages for him to get in an out of the store with but hidden well enough that no infected could find it.
Since the outbreak everyday has been an overcast day with a thick fog blanketing the town of Forks, the town is surrounded by thick forests and large mountains.
Jaxon was listening intently to his CV radio hoping for any sign of life, chucking it in a pit of rage "This is bullshit" He said out loud as it crushed on the desk infront of him. Jaxon was sitting in the supervisors office still trying all types or comminucations the Tv was static, mobiles and landline phones had been disconnected and the internet is down.
As the frustration built up inside of him Jaxon made his way up to the roof of the building. When he opened the door to the roof top the sounds of the infected riddled the stairway. The sounds of snarling, moaning and distant howling screeched through the streets Jaxon set up on the roof top with his sniper rifle ready for some zombie headshots as he started to fire a feeling of relife overwhelmed him.
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Posted: Sat May 02, 2009 10:24 pm
User Name: Silly Secksi Sasuke
Name: Silly, her real name is Alexia.
Age: 18
Sex: Female.
Occupation: Weapon shop owner.
Weapons: Swords, shot gun, Sniper, throwing knives, two pistols. (They can change threw out the rp.)
Hair color: Black, but kept in a pony tail.
Eye color: Blue, almost Grey.
Clothes: She wears a black tank top with a sock in the middle of her chest. Black skinny jeans. On her hands are black fingerless gloves. Sometimes she will break into stores and take whatever pair of sun glasses she can find. She will carry a Grey messenger bag, with band pins. In the bag she carries around maps, ammo, and a journal. The journal contains information she's collected so far. Every time she finds a survivor she adds them to the journal.
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Bam, bullet flew from the barrel, hitting one of the infected in the head. Brain's flying out onto the cement and wall. Bam, bam, bam, shots were fired after each other. Not stopping. Each hit the target. Going on those hunting trips when she was a child helped, a lot. Silly was laying on top of a roof top.
"That's one." Another shot was fire. "That's two." Again she fired. "That's three." Again. "That's fou-," Cement flew at her, a tank!
"s**t," Silly cursed. A tank wasn't supposed to be here. Another cement pad came flying toward her. She fired her two pistols, hoping, just hoping it will work.
Her dream was crushed. It started toward her, running, pushing infected out of his way. Sending them flying in different directions. She needed help. She did the only thing she could do.
"SOMEONE, PLEASE, HELP!" Her scream echoed, sending it off into the distance. The tank was still coming toward her. She grabbed her stuff, getting ready to run. Her Sniper placed on her back, she got ready to jump. She clutched her two pistols, just waiting for him to climb up. But, the problem was, she needed help, now.
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Posted: Sun May 03, 2009 1:09 am
The echo of a girl screaming for help echoed through the streets and the abandoned buildings "Holy crap theres survivors" Jaxon said in shock as the corpse of his last victim hit the floor. The screeching of more infected and a tank flowed through the streets "A tank" Jaxon said in a surprised manner while he rised from his prone position.
Jaxon slung his sniper over his left shoulder as he walked over to the edge of the rooftop, seeing that it was a clean jump straight across to the neighbouring stores rooftop Jaxon made the leap across and so on and so forth for 3 or 4 more buildings until he came to the girl surrounded by the tank and the infected.
"Hey up here" Jaxon shouted out to the girl as he grabbed his assault rifle and let a hail of bullets trample the tanks head. "Quickly he shouted to her as he let down a makeshift ladder he carried around with him.
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Posted: Sun May 03, 2009 11:55 am
User Name: Leif00
Name: Marco W.Kanne(Mark)
Age: 25
Sex: Male
Occupation: Retired cop,currently a 'hand for hire' as he puts it
Current Weapons: Browning Hi-Power,Chicago Typewriter,combat knife,crowbar,semi-auto shotgun
Hair color: Unkempted brown
Eye color: Blueish green
Clothes:Black coat with a white neutral face on the back over a dakr blue shirt that read "Got A.D.H.D?" with a bulletproof vest underneath.Dark jeans.Dark brown steel toe boots
Other:On the back of his right hand he has a tattoo of a serpent coiled around a cross that has 'Memento Mori' written on it.
((Sorry if it's abit long,I'm still getting used to role playing))
The crowbar split the zombie's skull with a sickening crucnh,making the it fall dead at Mark's feet."There,thats the last of 'em"He pulled out a cig,lighting it as he gazed at the corpses littering the alleyway."Damn."He let out a puff as he sighed in exhust.Mark had allready dealt with 3 hordes today.
Mark let out another puff and leaned against the wall when a scream mixed shrieks and gunshots echoed the through the alley.Survivors?He threw his cig down as ran toward the noise."Hope I make it in time".Mark just made the last turn when a stray slab of cement went crashing into the wall to his left,barely missing him."S**t that was close"he mumbled as a went against the wall.He peaked out catiously to see a tank,along with a horde of zombies attacking two survivors.
Mark knew there wasn't much he could do to help,but maybe he could at least get the zombies attention so then could deal with the tank without them in the way.He walked out,shotgun ready,then shouted as loud as he could."Hey!Over here!"The zombies turned away from the other 2 and ran after Mark with howls and shrieks,which made it easy to lead them into a narrow passage.Mark turned to face them,pumping back his shotgun,then blasted the 1st row away,knocking back several in the next.
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Posted: Sun May 03, 2009 12:42 pm
'Another one?' Silly asked herself.
The Tank still kept getting closer. She toward the make shift ladder, grabbing a hold of it. She pulled out her shot gun. Then, started shooting the tank. The tank roared, getting more angry. He sent another slab of comment at them.
Silly threw her shot gun down on to the roof. Reaching down, she pulled out both of her pistols. She turned them both sideways, still in front of her. She shot. When she needed a new clip, she clicked the button on the side of the pistols. Grabbing two new clips, she put them in the magazine. She shot again.
Silly knew the Tank was at his limit. She shot him one last time in the head. The Tank fell to the ground with a 'thud'. He was dead and they had won. But there was the issue of the other survivor. She shoved her hand into the side pocket of her messenger back. She pulled out a seven inch, pipe bomb. She smirked, she shoved her left hand into her left pocket, she pulled out a lighter.
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Posted: Sun May 03, 2009 2:40 pm
Mark made his way past the dead zombies."Boy don't this look familiar."He made his way back to the other survivors,but seeing the girl with a pipe bomb made him go up against the wall again,pulling out his Browning as called out."Relax,the zombies are dead and I'm not here to fight either of you,so why don't we talk this out before ya waste a good pipebomb?"
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Posted: Sun May 03, 2009 5:23 pm
Silly's hand relaxed, she saw that there wasn't any more infected near by. She sighed. She put the pipe bomb and lighter back into the side pockets in her bag. She grinned and rubbed the back of her head. Nodding for him to come out.
Silly turned toward the other guy next to her. She inspected him, just to make sure he was safe. She set her bag down, then, she flipped open the flap and looked in the bag. She found her journal. Silly dug around for a pencil. Flipping open the journal toward a random page, she stared at Jaxon.
"What's your name?" Silly asked. Then, she turned toward Mark. She opened her mouth to speak. But then she heard screeching into her head piece. 'Dangit, what does he want now?' She asked herself.
"Well, are you going to come up?"
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Posted: Sun May 03, 2009 6:07 pm
Mark didn't need to be told twice.He kept his Browing out just in case as he climbed the makeshift ladder onto the roof.Mark sat down,pulling out a fresh cig and looked up at the others."Thanks,names Mark,Mark Kanne.And to whom to do I owe the favor of not blowing me to kingdomcome?"
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Posted: Sun May 03, 2009 6:13 pm
"Silly. That's not my real name, though," Silly said. She smiled. Silly was kinda crazy. "I thought you might want help."
Silly shook her head, she didn't really know anything anymore. "Alright, your name is Mark." She wrote it down into her journal. She needed more information on him.
"Is there anywhere we can go? I don't feel safe out here."
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Posted: Sun May 03, 2009 6:19 pm
Mark puffed a ring of smoke"The best place I found was the town pubbig doors,few windows and enough dried goods to last about 2 months.What about you,know where we can get more supplies.....better yet,know how we can get the hell outta here?"
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Posted: Sun May 03, 2009 7:45 pm
User Name: Scorch21500
Name: James Anderson
Age: 29
Occupation: Police officer
Weapons: (They can change threw out the rp.) Glock 16, MP5 with flashlight attachment
Hair color: Black
Eye color: hazel
Clothes: Police officer's uniform
((this computer I am on doesn't have word so I can't spell check my post so sorry. I’ll fix it tomorrow while I’m at school))
James walked towards the only open gate in the park. He had been one of the police assigned to the road bloke for the street. It had been a desperate attempt by the police to stop the spread but as you looked around the city it was obvious it had failed. The east gate was the only one still open. It leads out between the two blokes. The blokes were cars that had been stacked on top of one another, being so the infected could not climb it. The gates on the north, south and west side had been locked and he was the only one alive that carried a key for the gates.
James had set up ladders on his side of the road bloke and kept a ladder at the tope of both blokes. Incase any survivors came by. James climbed up onto the bloke and sat in a lawn chair he had set up there so he could sit and watch for any infected.
((How was that and I will fix it tomorrow like I said.))
((fixed it.))
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Posted: Mon May 04, 2009 1:04 am
"My names Jaxon and I know of a safe place" Jaxon said as he faced the girl on the rooftop "And theres more than enough more for 2" He shouted as he turned to the guy on the ground.
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Posted: Mon May 04, 2009 1:45 pm
Silly nodded. She wrote down Jaxon's name and other things she needed to put in the journal. When she was down with that, she closed the book, putting both the pencil and the book back into her bag.
"Alright, let's go then," Silly commanded, just like she always did. Even though these were older people she was talking to, she barely cared what their age was.
Silly had just graduated high school when the out break happened. She had planned on attending a college not to far from here. She wanted to be a scientist. Silly was skipped up a few grades, she doesn't know why, though. She had went to community college here, looking for survivors and other things. That plan went down the drain, there were tons of infected there, even though she took a lot of science books, medicine books and other books that will help her on studying viruses. She knew that this virus had to be man made or something like that. She needed to get the medical library not far from here. She needed a a lot of books if she wanted to do some studying.
"Hey, can we head toward your safe house, then to the medical library not far from here?" Silly asked, "I need to get some books."
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Posted: Mon May 04, 2009 3:47 pm
Mark puled out his last cig and frowned,then shouted up to the others"Can we stop for smokes on the way too?And There something I need to look up on too."
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