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 Posted: Mon Mar 05, 2012 5:02 pm
The world has been taken over by a virus. The virus causes all those who have it to begin to deteriorate and resort to canabalistic needs. While few humans are left, many victims of this virus have begun to feast on the few humans that didn't get the virus. While many people have died from the zombies and the zombie virus the ones that did survive are slowly beginning to go north in a quest to get out of the reach of the virus. Many will die, and there is a huge possibility that no one will survive at all. Profile Code - [b]Name:[/b]
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[b]Appearance:[/b] Profiles - OoOo-Your Mom-oOoO Name: Caleb Morrison Age: 19 Gender: Male Weapons: Twin pistols and a pocket knife Personality: Laid back, a joker, a loner, doesn't care much for people in general, but still comes off as a nice guy. Short Bio: His family was murdered when he was around the age of nine. He was taken in by his uncle... a "crazy" man who used to work for the FBI and had an obsession with monks. He was "trained" for the apocalypse - which wasn't really expected to be by zombies but by aliens. In conclusion - the boy is out for revenge and was half-raised and trained by an insane mad-man who beleived aliens were coming to destroy all human civilization by 12-21-12. Appearance:  Iceestar Name: Zyre Rozen Age: 20 Gender: Female Weapons: Shotgun, crossbow, and a long dagger Personality: Zyre is pretty calm and somewhat quiet. She's very resourceful and pretty tricky. She cares about other people a lot. Short Bio: Zyre grew up with her grandfather's guidance on a farm. She didn't have any siblings and took care of most of the chores. Due to this upbringing she knew how to use a shotgun and how to hunt. She also had a lot of strength because of doing a lot of things. While she worked on a farm and lived mostly in the country, she learned to value education a lot and made very good grades in her school. She got a scholarship to a school in a different city and left to go to collage. A little bit afterwards her grandfather died and she sold the farm she had lived on. Appearance:  OoOo-Your Mom-oOoO Name: "Wolf" Rossington
Age: 18
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Weapons: Crossbows/Knives/Smoke Bombs
Personality: Quiet... never talks at all, deadly, carefree, doesn't follow rules, wild, and rebellious
Short Bio: Her grandfather killed a grandfather in an indian tribe long ago. When her parents died in a car crash she ended up in the wild reservation where that that very indian tribe owned and was taken in by them.
She's nuts.
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xXPerfect AnarchyXx Name: Lloyd McMillan Age: 21 Gender: Male Weapons: M98B Barrett Bolt-Action Sniper Rifle, Glock 17c Suppressed Pistol, and a Butterfly KnifePersonality: Lloyd's resourceful, a partial perfectionist, respectful, treats friends under these circumstances as family, and is vengeful, often loud, but understands the time and place. He's a shooter, so his priorities are set for efficiency over practicality. Short Bio: Lloyd was raised as an orphan, eventually climbing estates as a hired assassin at the age of 18. He lived in a mansion and was funded by blood money, but at the days went by, he started thinking of his job more as a wrong-doing. He realized that the world around him was crumbling down with the threat of a newfound virus, with no cure. Lloyd began clearing out areas with sniper tactics and strategic warfare, but the hordes continued. He grabbed his favorite rifle and arsenal before stocking up and leaving his area. Lloyd began travelling to eliminate the swarm. Appearance: Friend of a vampire Name: Kris Hershburger Age: 22 Gender: Male? Weapons: Machete, throwing knives Personality: Withdrawn, cautious, suspicious, when he gets to know you he's flirty, trusting, shy and has bad humour. Short Bio: Kris never really understood himself until a few years ago. The boys wouldn't play with him and the girls games bored him quickly. The alienation in his youth left him with poor communication skills that made it hard for him to speak to people he didn't know. His confidence was boosted when he discovered there was a medicine he could take that changed the way he felt about himself. Appearance:
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Posted: Fri Mar 09, 2012 6:11 pm
₤₤Ф¥Đ ====☠====☠====☠==== It's quiet now, all I hear is...❝ TEXT ❞ ====☠====☠====☠==== ⓭
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Posted: Fri Mar 09, 2012 6:46 pm
Zyre RozenZyre quickly ducked around a corner and looked around silently. There were still quite a few zombies around, but she had finally gotten a break and was able to sneak around for a little bit. ... I wonder if anyone's out there. I haven't exactly seen anyone in a long time... It'd be nice if someone was cause then it'd be a bit easier to take out the zombies. Oh well.... Zyre thought calmly before she peered around the corner. She spotted a few zombies and lifted up her shotgun. She ran forward, shooting quickly and blowing the head off the first one. The more zombies she killed the less that were around to terrorize the world.
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Posted: Fri Mar 09, 2012 6:58 pm
₤₤Ф¥Đ ====☠====☠====☠==== It's quiet now, all I hear is... ❝ Lloyd climbed the fire-escape of a warn down apartment building, a completely different environment than his luxury area. He gripped the cool steel and continued upward, his butterfly knife out just in case. Lloyd hauled himself over and looked around, nothing... He looked over the edge of the building and saw a small group of the infected. He shifted his head to see a girl sprinting towards them with a shotgun. What the... he thought to himself as he dropped to the ledge, taking his bag off to unzip it. He pulled out his Barrett and opened the bipod up, setting it on the edge of the building. Lloyd then inserted the magazine into the gun and chambered a round. He locked the bolt into place and peered down his scope. 150m, 5 knots, 95 degrees he called the shot and placed his finger on the trigger, adjusting accordingly. Lloyd pulled the trigger and sent the .338 caliber round down range, flying through the skull of one of the infected. The figure sprayed grey brain matter throughout and sent the body limp, hitting the ground with a light thud. The loud gunshot was heard seconds after (sniper bullets travel faster than the sound) and hissed past the other infected. Lloyd pulled back the bolt and emptied the receiver of the empty cartridge, locking it back and chambering a new round. ❞ ====☠====☠====☠==== ⓭
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Posted: Fri Mar 09, 2012 8:05 pm
Zyre RozenZyre saw an infected's brains get blown out and heard the sound of a bullet. Looks like there are others.... Zyre thought with a soft smirk before she shot at a different infected. It really was only a small group and there was only 3 more of them left. It would be a piece of cake to finish the rest of the infected off especially with the extra help. Zyre readied her shotgun and trained her eyes on the three infected that were left. She figured that she should be careful since she was the one on the ground taking the risk of being up close and personal with the creatures.
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xXPerfect AnarchyXx generated a random number between
1 and 3 ...
3!
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Posted: Sat Mar 10, 2012 8:36 am
₤₤Ф¥Đ ====☠====☠====☠==== It's quiet now, all I hear is... ❝ Lloyd scanned the area through his scope, then checked behind him. You couldn't be too careful under these circumstances. He fixed his sight on a rather blunt and big figure, adjusting his scope to see the rotting face of a walking corpse. Drop him. He thinks to himself before placing his finger on the trigger. 170m, 15 knots,105 degrees (EDIT) He pulled the trigger and sent a bullet down range, the loud thump of bullet meeting flesh split the infected's skull into fourteen fragments, spewing blood and brain matter up and over. The body tumbled and came to a halt. Lloyd opened the bolt and the bullet casing flew from the receiver, the tiny clang from it bouncing broke the silence after the shot. Lloyd locked the bolt back into place to chamber another round. Propping the rifle back on the ledge, he took aim at the next form. Two left... he looked around to make sure before setting his aim on the smaller target, this one's head looked like it was beaten by a blunt object, but to no avail. The broken nose and black eyes gave that impression. Lloyd began calculating the shot. 160m, 10 knots, 100 degrees before sending a bullet that way. (EDIT) The bullet ripped through the eye socket of the infected and blew through its temple, sending the body twisting up and falling in a crippled, unmoving position. Lloyd unchambered the empty casing and looked at the last infected. He locked the bolt in place to load the next round and just stared. Either it was skill, or luck, but his accuracy was on the top today.
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xXPerfect AnarchyXx generated a random number between
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Posted: Sat Mar 10, 2012 8:44 am
(Sniping from last post)
((Just an FYI of how these work,,
1 = Miss
2 = Hit but not a headshot
3 = Headshot
I'm actually really surprised I'm hitting 3s ^^ ))
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Posted: Sat Mar 10, 2012 12:22 pm
Zyre RozenZyre saw two more infected get their heads blown up and moved to take out the last one. It had started moving towards her so she figured that she'd be able to take it out easy. She aimed quickly before firing. Grey brains flew out as the infected fell to the ground. Zyre turned around to scan the area, making sure it was all clear before she looked to find the other shooter that had take out some of the infect.
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xXPerfect AnarchyXx generated a random number between
1 and 3 ...
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Posted: Sat Mar 10, 2012 12:45 pm
₤₤Ф¥Đ ====☠====☠====☠==== It's quiet now, all I hear is... ❝ Watching the last infected morsel fall into a limp stasis, Lloyd unloaded his Barrett and slipped the magazine into his pocket. Putting the rifle in its bag and pulling up the zipper, he slung it over his shoulder and pulled out his suppressed Glock pistol. He waved the Glock around and chambered a round before walking to the fire escape. Lloyd began climbing down, quietly, and landed on the ground with a light tap. He walked out in the open with his Glock clenched tightly, making sure to check all corners. Life as an assassin made him weary, but also gave him a guilty conscience. What if he shot a survivor? He continued walking about, searching for the girl who he helped out moments ago. The streets smelled like meat, a gross grimy feeling choked the air. He prowled the side of the road, noting a mauled hand strewn across a bloody haul of a carcass. Lloyd saw a moving figure in the distance and peered down the weapon's sights. He noted the limping posture and gargling mouth, an infected. He took a shot with his pistol and the bullet whizzed past the walking corpse, luckily, the suppressor muted the gunshot. He tried avoiding the walking mess, carefully going around it. Lloyd fired again, not missing at this range. POP, brains, skull, dried blood. He continued in the direction of where he last saw the girl, he was probably 50 meters away. ❞ ====☠====☠====☠==== ⓭
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Posted: Sat Mar 10, 2012 1:09 pm
↜Ȥʏʀε Гѻȥϵη↝
Oº°‘¨ ¨‘°ºO Zyre stood in a slightly relaxed position as she got ready to move to a different place. She hadn't been able to spot the person who had helped her out and wasn't sure if the person would even show up anyway. Zyre sighed softly and scanned the area one last time before starting to walk off. As she turned in the direction she was going to walk off in she saw a figure moving towards her out of the corner of her eyes. Zyre turned quickly to face that figure when she realized that the person walking towards her wasn't an infected by the way the person was walking. Zyre lowered her shotgun and calmly waited for the person to get closer. I guess there are other people out here. Looks like it's a guy. He's a pretty good shot. He did shoot the infected in the head three times in a row. Zyre thought with a soft smile. It'd be interesting to see what this guy was like. He was the first she had seen in a very long time and it would be refreshing to be around a human instead of a bunch of infected things for once.
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Posted: Sat Mar 10, 2012 2:00 pm
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~*~*~ "There are things known and things unknown...┍ xxxxxxxxxxxxxx ┑ Caleb always knew this day was gonna come... he just wasn't sure when. Well, until now.
After leaving from his home with the chevy camaro he had stole from his neighbor's house. It looked very expensive and was sleek black... just the kind of car that he liked to use. When he first heard about the disease going around his uncle screamed aliens really loud and he had thought so too... but now he wasn't so sure. The man who raised him was a bit unstable. Just a little bit.
Climbing out of the car and running to the trunk he took out two matching twin pistols and slid a M6 Scout Rifle over his back. His head shot up when he heard a few gun shots in the distance and in just a few seconds he was already creeping toward the noise.
[OOC = He'll meet up with your OCs soon but I'm gonna let your OCs talk or fight or whatever is about to happen first.] ┗ xxxxxxxxxxxxxx ┛ ... and in between are the doors." ~*~*~ ~Hatred ... is a very strong emotion.~
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Posted: Sat Mar 10, 2012 4:10 pm
₤₤Ф¥Đ ====☠====☠====☠==== It's quiet now, all I hear is... ❝ Lloyd slowed down when he noticed the shotgun wielding figure before him, noting that the weapon lowered. He pointed his weapon in a halting stance and continued walking, the whole 'I mean no harm' deal. Lloyd hadn't seen another human for a while. He admired her bravery in dispatching the infected from a short range. But at the same time, found the tactic slightly stupid. He always had this precision-thinking mechanism that ruled out charging at them. Lloyd walked up to the figure and noticed it was feminine. He looked around to check the corners and finally, eased up. "Lost?" he asked in a joking manner, his slight British heritage slipped from his mouth. Lloyd stopped a good 5 feet away, in plain sight. No need in trying anything. ❞ ====☠====☠====☠==== ⓭
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Posted: Sat Mar 10, 2012 4:51 pm
↜Ȥʏʀε Гѻȥϵη↝
Oº°‘¨ ¨‘°ºO Zyre looked at Lloyd continue closer and relaxed even further when he shifted his weapon in a way that showed her he meant no harm. When he asked if she was lost she chuckled before saying, "To be lost you have to be going somewhere." It was meant to be somewhat of a joke and a sarcastic comment, but it was true. Zyre had no destination in mind, only the wish to survive through this whole thing. Zyre looked Lloyd up and down for a bit to try and access what kind of person he was. She smiled softly and said, "Thanks for the help. I haven't seen anyone human in a pretty long time." The help really had been appreciated. Charging the infected and taking them out from such a close range wasn't the smartest tactic and she knew it, but the shotgun and the crossbow had been the weapons she was able to get her hands on.
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Posted: Sat Mar 10, 2012 5:02 pm
₤₤Ф¥Đ ====☠====☠====☠==== It's quiet now, all I hear is... ❝ Lloyd grinned and listened to the girl, not sure of how to perceive her yet. "My pleasure." he finished. Lloyd lowered his pistol and looked around. "Did you happen to see any buildings that weren't so deep?" by deep, he meant infested. Lloyd hadn't had a stable house or room to sleep in, he was living in his sniper nests, talking to nobody, eating what he had saved up. He wasn't poor, or malnourished. But Lloyd would much rather be in a house for a night. "I'ven't seen another survivor in a while, the last lad was already being mauled..." he added. Lloyd was a shooter, he would try to save people, but knew if they weren't going to make it. It guilted him, but things had to be done for self-preservational purposes too. ❞ ====☠====☠====☠==== ⓭
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Posted: Sat Mar 10, 2012 6:21 pm
↜Ȥʏʀε Гѻȥϵη↝
Oº°‘¨ ¨‘°ºO Zyre listened to Lloyd calmly before she nodded quickly and pointed back towards the way she had come from. She had cleared out one of the buildings in that direction earlier that day just for the purpose of staying there for a little bit before moving to a different place. "I cleared out a small building back that way earlier. There were only a few infected there in the first place and there's some food in the building too. As far as I know it should be safe for at least a little while." Zyre said calmly. It was a tiny house, but it had food in it that didn't look like it had gone bad yet so it would make a good hideout especially since she had been killing the infected around the area for a little bit. Zyre shuddered lightly at the thought of watching someone get mauled. She had seen it a few times, but it still gave her chills to think of a person getting attacked.
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