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 Posted: Mon May 20, 2013 8:37 pm
Tokyo Lockdown Tokyo has been locked down, no one knows the reason. All they know is that if you try to get out you will be shot. The government says it was poison gas, so no one can leave. More and more people are going crazy. Also there is a black out. You can email sometimes but you have to be in certain areas.The government gives u little food and if you do get it you will most likely get killed for it. The black out has been going on for a day now the food supply is getting very low. The government left the area but is standing outside the perimeter waiting for you. Only a few places are safe, and even those places will not be safe for long. There are creatures that stalk around at night, and in the morning there are fewer and fewer people.
People are trying to leave and are getting shot, there are so many bodies along the edges, and each morning some of the bodies are gone. Most of the stores have been broken in to, and stripped of supplies. There are many places to hide.
Will you hide or fight to survive.
Rules:
*no killing other people unless you have their consent.
*Try and post at least once a week. Keep up
*Write at least a paragraph. (4-5 sentences)
*if you are going to be gone for more than a week tell me.
*I am god, what I say goes.
*Try and spell things correctly.
*Keep it Pg-17 (No swearing every other word)
* NO Text talk unless your character is emailing.
*Have fun!
My name is:
How old I am: (Between 16 and 20)
My Likes and Dislikes: (two of each)
My Wepon: (Your character has to be able to carry it)
A little about myself:
what I look like: (Anime Pic only)
Username:
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Posted: Mon May 20, 2013 8:58 pm
 My Name is: Kanaria (Kana) Quincen
How Old I am: 17
My Likes and Dislikes: I like music things and reading. I don't like mean people or dogs.
My Wepon: throwing knives.
A little about myself: I am 17, my birthday is March 18th. I was in Tokyo when the lock down started because I was shopping for a gift for my mother. My father left my family when I was little. I doesn't even remember his face really. I have a younger sister at home, and that is the reason I wasn't to survive. On the first day I went and found a place to hide and keep things that didn't want others to find. So far things are ok for me. I am just inside the zone where I can get email sometimes and then send email sometime. I had a music player that still works, so whenever I have to go out and get things I am always listening to music.
Username: Hime-chan1324
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Posted: Mon May 20, 2013 8:58 pm
My Name is biggrin amion How Old I am: 18 My Likes and Dislikes:noodles, beef/ rotten food's, annoying people My Wepon:Two handguns,Shotgun. A little about myself:I'm protective, leader like, calm in most situations, and awsome to be around. also charming. ((I also have skates implanted in my shoes to get around easier and quicker.)) Here is what I look like:  Username:Chaos_wolf12
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Posted: Wed May 22, 2013 6:03 pm
((We can start after we get two or more characters. Kay?))
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Posted: Sat Jun 29, 2013 1:50 pm
My name is: Kate Bernard
How old I am: 19
My Likes and Dislikes: I like photography and weapons. I hate rain and crowds of people
My Wepon: 3 stolen gernades, a stiletto, Mag-7 with only one clip (I got into a fight with a guard and managed to win and loot him)
A little about myself: I'm a simple photographer...well...not anymore. I came to Toyko to add more pictures to my portfolio and what better to fill the pages than the well lit skyline of the city. The culture, the beauty, all here...well..until we were all shut off. I have pictures of massacured families and crumbling buildings. I compare it to the photos I took when I first arrived, it's quite depressing. I regret leaving home at 18. I know my parents didn't want me around...but maybe if i'd been a better kid...they wouldn't have kicked me out, and I wouldn't be here
what I look like:
Username: Bloodbeauty118
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Posted: Fri Jul 05, 2013 10:44 pm
My name is: Tyler Ladd
How old I am: 16
My Likes and Dislikes:
Likes
+Being Alone
+Reading
Dislikes
+Jerks
+groups
My Weapon: Spring Assisted Bowie Knife, The XDm 5.25 one full clip, and a Barnett 350 CRT Crossbow 4 bolts.
A little about myself: i Was in a school trip to Tokyo for our schools study abroad program. Tyler wasn't the normal kid. growing up he always liked being alone. he never really wanted to be around anyone so he grew up always panicked something bad was going to happen. so when Tokyo was locked down Tyler immediately tried finding a quiet place and supplies.
what I look like: 
Username:HellRaiser2015
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Posted: Sun Jul 07, 2013 6:13 pm
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Posted: Sun Jul 07, 2013 6:13 pm
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Posted: Sun Jul 07, 2013 6:57 pm
Kana glanced outside her hideout. No one in sight she stepped out. The morning air fresh and cool. She moved the wall back in place, hiding the door to her hideout, and started walking down the street. So far no one had found her hideout, where she was keeping her food and where she was staying. At night Tokyo could get very scary, with no one to really keep an eye on people, many things went on at night. There were a lot of gangs that were stuck in Tokyo, and they liked steeling things from stores and from people at night.
She pushed her way into a clothing store, and looked around. She saw a few things that she liked, and she took them. She put on an aqua dress that went just a little past her knees, and some white knee-high socks, with black converse. She slipped a little bit of money under the manager's door and walked out. After a little more borrowing things from stores, she had a nice line up of outfits, and some food. She took it all back to her hideout, and put the food in the coldest corner to keep it all good, and the clothes in an old cooler box she had found.
At about noon or so Kana left her hideout once more. She went to a park a few blocks away She sat in the shade of an oak tree and started playing her music player. She started humming the tune that was playing. She just wanted to relax a little.
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Posted: Sun Jul 07, 2013 8:50 pm
My name is: Vincent Cross How old am i: 19, almost 20 My likes and Dislikes: I like Music, Reading, Parkour. I dislike: People in general (soilders and government officials especially). small spaces and big crowds. My weapon: lets see whats in my bag.......2 flash and one frag grenade. dual 9mm berrettas. (one clip in each) a bolo knife.....and a katana with the words "Saphinxia" and "Emily" engraved on the blade. (Vincent gazes at the sword protectively...) A little about myself: I use to work for the recording studio, filming music videos and did a little modeling and music a couple of times. nothing big, just enough to support my family. life was pretty much okay until the lights began to turn off.....the city went to hell.....my wife and 2 year old daughter were the only things on my mind....I had to get them out of the city once the riots began. as i drove them out of the city, these soilders stop us and force us to get out. the tell us about a gas or something.......next thing i know, the other people behind us start to go insane....a whole 2 dozen of them maybe......a firefight breaks out.....them some damn soilder throws a grenade....after that my vision blurred....when i woke up....i found my family...dead......all that matters to me now is finding out who is responsible for this....before i completely lose it.....  Username: Dimon Valor Cross
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Posted: Sun Jul 07, 2013 9:02 pm
My name is: Maria Bernard
How old I am: 18
My Likes and Dislikes: I like Metal music and coffee, I hate dogs and children
My Wepon: metal bat, and a .50 caliber rifle with 2 clips, don't ask her where she got it.
A little about myself: Maria was in Tokyo visiting a friend when everything went to hell. She had no idea what was going on, or what anyone was saying, nearly getting shot a few times before figuring out what to do and what not to do. She managed to procure a sniper rifle from a dead soldier and his ammo clips, as well as a metal bat from a sporting goods store. She's perfectly happy to find a place to camp, if only she could find food, and maybe a few other people that aren't quite barking mad, and speak english.
what I look like: 
Username:Anniria
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Posted: Sun Jul 07, 2013 9:08 pm
Grinding the rails, he shot at the enemy's coming at him. turning back forward he continued to ride the rails jumping down to the street area to get more leveled with his enemy's he continued shooting at they continued trying to chase him down. he then saw a rail the led back into the upper rail way for the train. going up their they lost complete track of him. jumping down on the lib of the truck he shot the two on the motorcycle on both sides. shooting the one in the passenger seat he then aimed it at the driver. "So Mr.contracted killer huh. not so big now are ya?" he said as he shot him. jumping down he blew on the guns before putting them back into they gun holder's. he skated away with his hand's in his jacket pocket's. "Well time to find the contractor.....and welll..kill him i guess." he said.
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Posted: Sun Jul 07, 2013 9:20 pm
Maria sighed as she walked down a deserted street, rifle slung on her shoulder, and bat dragging on the ground, still bloody from the last person that attacked her, probably thinking that she was the crazy one, not that she'd be able to say otherwise. Once more she cursed that she hadn't accepted her friend's offers for Japanese lessons, but then, there had always been time later, and stuff to do at the time.
She ducked into a bakery, busting the glass door with her bat, surprised that the door was intact. She looked around and cursed that there didn't seem to be anything edible in visible sight, the door might have been unscathed, but the food sure wasn't.
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Posted: Sun Jul 07, 2013 9:40 pm
Vincent sighed as he threw his bolo knife into the air and caught it. repeat. repeat. repeat.....life was nothing more than wasting away in a chaotic city. hunting down those responsible for Saph and Emily's deaths. "looks like you found yourself into a little predicament, huh?" he said as a soldier stripped down of all weapons stood at the edge of the building with a noose around his neck. "despite negotiating with you for over an hour, you refuse to give me any information about you're superiors.....not a very smart idea....." he said as he gazed at the helpless soldier with an emotionless smile. "you know, this gas you guys are so afraid of? im immune to it up here...on the tall buildings...no....the polluted air you see, Is mostly spread on the ground level, so smart people like me hide up here with their familes....but then again, im all the family I have right now...." he said with a sigh. "sir, please! I had nothing to do with you're wife and girl. I was just following orders!" the soldier said fearfully as he took a glace behind him at the long fall. Vincent simply laughed. "orders? heh....don't worry...you're not the one I want.....I want you're entire army.....im going to kill them all....round up a militia or by myself...I'll find a way....." he said before turning on a couple of cameras he took from his job. "What the hell are you doing?!" he panicked as he began to take a step away from the edge. "nope...." Vincent said as he raised his berretta to the soldier. "get back. he said, forcing him to step back. "you ever notice whenever a hitman is hired and he is caught...the person who hired him gets more time in prison than the actual hitman...well...that's what the plan is here....." he said before shooting him in the knee, forcing him to fall down and die slowly as the rope choked him out. "..." he remained silent as the soilder cursed him out before finally succumbing to the rope. Vincent had recorded his death. he slowly looked at the camera and smiled. "sgt. makoto skye........24 years old......heh...this is just the beginning...you take my wife.....you take my daughter....you took my life....but you will not take away my will to fight.....you better sleep with one eye open, because I will not rest until I have everyone of you're soldiers, every one of you're generals, and every person you deem invaluable executed..." he said before stopping the recording. he then plugged up his camera to his laptop to begin the download. Vincent walked back to his tent and opened a bottle of wine....he needed to calm down and kill the time before the download completed.....all he was now....was a man...trying to avenge his wife and daughter...anybody who gets in the way of that...will lose.....
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