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Valentine Wakefield
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PostPosted: Fri Feb 26, 2010 10:24 am


The Zombie-Pocalypse!
Zombie Survival Roleplay


Story

Who made them? How did they make them? Why?

The answers to those questions. . . Gone. Dead with those who possessed the answers. Now what? Armies across the globe have joined the legions of the undead who prowl our planet day and night. Powers gone, water no longer runs. . . Face it, it's the end. For most of us, anyway. There are some survivors. . . But not many. It's been eight months since the beginning of the end, and I have a feeling we've barely come to the middle.

I mean, when was the last time you saw a normal human being? A month, two, three? Maybe more. I know for one, at times I get to thinking I'm all thats left. Then you'll hear someone scream off in the distance, realize your wrong, then in the dead silence feel as though may now you're all thats left.

And who is it that survived? Not who you'd think. Those people who were preparing prior to the break out. Most of them made it. Those who thought the zombies would be exactly how they are. Any miscalculation in your planning. Zombie agility, endurance, infection speed and that's it. You're as good as dead. Then you got families, 'least parts of them holed up in apartments and small convenience stores.

I know I for one haven't even seen the sky for what. . . Two weeks now? But food's running low. . . Just about out of water, and I don't think I can force anymore. . . Puddin' down those pipes. That place is starting to stink. They can smell me, I know they can. I need to get out of here. Maybe, just maybe I can find someone who doesn't want to eat my face. Or my brains, or arms, or legs, or heart, or stomach or. . .



Rules

.:: 1 ::. No god moding or anything similar in any way, shape or form.
.:: 2 ::. Violence, Romance and cursing are all A.O.K.
.:: 3 ::. Profiles are to be filled out and PM'd to me titled, "Another day. . ."
.:: 4 ::. That's about it. Make a profile and keep on postin'!



Profiles

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[b]Gender:[/b]
[b]Appearance:[/b]
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[b]General Description:[/b]
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PostPosted: Fri Feb 26, 2010 10:25 am


Profiles


Name: Alan Bridges
Age: 22
Gender: Male
Appearance:
-Height: 6'2
-Weight: 174 lbs
General Description: Alan is a tall young man of a non-jaw dropping build. 174 pounds of certainly not muscle, but at least he's in good enough shape to keep one step ahead of the ever present zombies. With a mop of dark brown hair, chest nut green eyes, and even features, he can at least come off as "Not ugly" but he's certainly no movie star.
Equipment:
Attire: Alan wears a well fitted pair of worker's denim pants, solid work boots, a black t-shirt and a tan canvas work jacket.
Weapons: Alan has a shiny Louisville Slugger and a 9mm Berretta with two spare clips and two pockets full of loose ammo.
Items: Alan carries a half charged Ipod and a wallet which contains his identification and a blood-stained photograph.
Brief Bio: Born in to two regular folks, Alan lead of not-so-brilliant life. Mediocre-to-terrible grades, a few friends and countless hours clocked on his 360, Alan had a life not worth a shotty reality show. Only a year after moving out on his own, Alan's life was about to get turned upside down. The zombies came and everyone else went. Rather, everyone else became zombies. Shortly after the outbreak, Alan was determined to return home, however, when he did he wished he'd of been eaten trying. The house was filled with blood. Upstairs, in the hallway was his younger brother, empty-headed. half-inside his parents bedroom door, his mother. And inside his parents bedroom, clenching a family photo in one hand and the 9mm Berretta that was intended to "protect" the family, his father. All dead.

After a not-so-brief break down, Alan collected the weapon and photo and set off to find a safe place to stay. He eventually came across a small Chinese grocery store/home with small windows and decided to check the place out then bunker down. It wasn't long before edible food began to run low and a change of location became necessary.

Now, Alan has one thing on his mind. . . Finding a new place to stay.


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Valentine Wakefield
Captain


Valentine Wakefield
Captain

PostPosted: Fri Feb 26, 2010 10:27 am


Zombies


Are slow, stupid and in most cases weak.

Fresh zombies are capable of sprinting very short distances, but unable to maintain a extended pursuit. Zombie bite's or scratches (basically whenever a zombies bodily fluids enter your body) you have two hours to live. Then you die. And between 10 seconds and 10 minutes, you are reanimated.

Zombies are attracted to loud noises and bright lights and can also smell you when in close proximity (20 feet and closer).

Only Humans are affected by the zombie virus!

That's about all you need to know. Anything else, just ask!



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