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 Posted: Sat Jul 14, 2007 11:09 am
Welcome to Hell... Times are dark... all too dark...
The city of Los Angeles; known across the world as a vibrant city, full of lights and celebrities, beautiful weather and friendly people. In the event of a worldwide zombie outbreak, places change.
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You are survivors. Possibly some of the only ones left in the city. Better grab your 'How to Survive a Zombie Attack' manual, and make your way to the gun store down the road... or maybe you're just going to stay inside, lock your doors, and let everything fall back into place. After all, it's only a bad dream, right...? 
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Posted: Sat Jul 14, 2007 11:30 am
What You Know... -They're slow and limp, and are hardly mobile aside from when they're upclose, in which case they'll lunge to try and get a hold of you.
-Shooting or hitting them anywhere but their head is completely ineffective.
-There are undoubtedly millions in the city, and trying to cross a street unarmed is suicidal.
-They seem to be lured by hearing and smell more than sight. This isn't 'Shawn of the Dead'... disguising yourself as a zombie will get you eaten alive.
-Loud noises will draw them in, so firearms are not always a necessity.
-You don't know how it started, but there are rumors of it passing through Europe, as well.
-The virus or disease, whatever it is, must travel through the blood; one bite, scratch, or drip of saliva in an open wound will spread the sickness. It's expected that the recently infected will become zombies in a matter of minutes. Say your goodbyes in that time.
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Posted: Sat Jul 14, 2007 11:51 am
LAW OF THE LAND 1. Follow the rules or be mauled by disease-ridden zombies (banned).
2. You're not Rambo. Don't go running through the streets with a heavy-machine gun that was given to you by your dad, that's silly and will not be tolerated.
3. ZERO god-moding is allowed in this roleplay, especially since a majority of it is killing zombies. If I see you chuck a grenade into one's mouth from sixty feet away, consider yourself warned.
4. Don't just show up unexpectedly. If you see an opportunity to get in on the action, take it. Let's not make introductions awkward.
5. Yes, I know it's a very gorey roleplay, and I will allow as much swearing as a sailor could tolerate. HOWEVER, I don't want to see cybering of any type, which I know I won't, because I know all of you.
6. Let's try to post at least once every other day. Come on, is that so much to ask?
7. Private message me (Scorp985) your character sheets.
8. Do not post until I have accepted your profile. I'm on Gaia a lot, you'll probably get declined or accepted VERY soon. And no worries, I'll tell you what's wrong with your character if you're declined, and allow you to fix it.
9. I know we all have our own roleplaying styles, but let's keep the OOC chat in (parantheses).
10. I'm the almighty DM, and you will bow before me. What I say goes, and I can add rules if I want to or feel like I forgot something.
11. Please be somewhat literate. I don't want to see, "OMG! Lookiez at th4t d0gz! Ish gotz a tum0r1!!1!"
12. No killing characters without the character owner's permission.
13. Try and enjoy yourself... if you can... pirate
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Posted: Sat Jul 14, 2007 12:03 pm
SETTING A light. A bright light glows a few miles ahead from all directions. It's at the top of a tall Mariott Hotel... Christmas bulbs? What is it? Well, all you know is that it represents is a source of electricity; that could mean heat, food, shelter, maybe even hot water for you to shower in. Sounds like a plan, doesn't it? The only problem is making your way past all the zombies in front of you.
Woops. Forgot that little detail, didn't you?
(Note that the 'Setting' section may change, so read over it every now-and-again.)
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Posted: Sat Jul 14, 2007 12:11 pm
PROFILE SKELETONS I expect you to PM this filled-out form to me:Gaian Username: (Yes, your Gaia name.)
[b]Name:[/b] (Your character's first and last.)
[b]Age:[/b] (...In years.)
[b]Gender:[/b] (Male or female... or BOTH? No, not both, I was kidding.)
[b]Race/Complexion:[/b] (You white, black, Mexican, Chinese, what's your ethnicity?)
[b]Previous Occupation:[/b] (What job did you have before the Outbreak? If your character is a kid, just put, 'Student'. If he/she's in college, what are they majoring in?)
[b]Appearance:[/b] (Image, or description... either is fine.)
[b]Personality:[/b] (They a jerk, or a sweet, affectionate friend? What're they like?)
[b]Biography:[/b] (Just a short description of what was going on in your character's life before the Outbreak.)
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Posted: Sat Jul 14, 2007 12:13 pm
ACCEPTED CHARACTERS Survivors of the Outbreak:Gaian Username: Scorp985
Name: Jeff Vizka
Age: 24
Gender: Male
Race/Complexion: Caucasian, with a very slight tan.
Previous Occupation: Photographer/journalist. He worked for the Los Angeles Times.
Appearance: Jeff Vizka
Personality: He can be a bit authoritative or dogmatic at times, but often he knows best, and is generally open to other peoples' ideas... so long as they don't involve him running across a zombie-filled street, or anything.
Biography: Jeff grew up in a suburb of Chicago, but moved to L.A. at the age of seven due to a promotion his father obtained. Ever since he started seeing pictures on billboards in the vibrant city, Vizka had somewhat of an obsession with photography. Knowing he'd have more chances to show off his camera-working skills, he got a job at the Los Angeles Times as a journalist, flying off place-to-place throughout the world to cover both hit stories and get beautiful scenic pictures which he would sell to other companies for a good amount of cash. Just recently, a few weeks before the Outbreak, he broke up with his girlfriend, Veronica. Although there wasn't much chemistry, they remained friends, and he's constantly worrying about her safety, and praying she's alive.Gaian Username: leejunki-lover-starz91594
Name: Sakura Lee
Age: 21
Gender: Female
Race/Complexion: Asian
Previous Occupation: Assassin/Gangster
Appearance: Sakura Lee
Personality: Cold and keeps to herself mostly
Biography: Her parents died when she was young, and she was adopted by the leader of the Yakuza. She is now the main assassin and the leader of the Yakuza now that her "father" died. Wanting to stay alone is a problem, since her bodyguards follow her everywhere.
Gaian Username: BlackMageLeah
Name: Hope Wilson
Age: 18
Gender: Female
Race/Complexion: Caucasian
Previous Occupation: College Student at UCLA - Double major in art and mathematics, minor in computer science.
Appearance: Hope
Personality: Hope is shy, and is a bit of a loner by nature. However, when it comes to her areas of expertise - anything creative, cartography, and anything involving calculations or hacking - she is quite willing to give her opinion, and will be quite miffed if it isn't the deciding factor in an issue. She is most often seen scribbling in a sketchbook or typing away at her laptop. She is rather defiant towards adults, as is shown in her pale blue hair. Her parents had specifically ordered her not to dye it, which was exactly why she did. She grew rather attached to the color, and now dyes it regularly. It was originally pale, nearly white, platinum blond. She is not quick to give her trust to anyone, but once it is gained it is nearly impossible to lose.
Biography: On the outside, Hope always looked like the super serious, straight A student with every award in the book arriving as a freshman at college. Often shunned for her usual label as a genius, she spent most of her time in the company of one friend. She was a girl named Melody, and Hope was willing to trust her with her life if necessary. But Melody was quickly lost to the outbreak when it struck UCLA. Unsure if any other student or faculty member had survived, Hope escaped into the city, narrowly avoiding an infection.Gaian Username: love_shatters_windows
Name: Raven Sazuki
Age: 23
Gender: Female
Race/Complexion: Other [Asian - German; mother's Japanese and father's German]
Previous Occupation: She works part time at the cafe called The Essence of Time, and was a scholar at the University of LA majoring in theology and metaphysics, and minoring in chemistry.
Appearance: Raven Zinn She's a rather skinny and petite woman with thick black hair, usually kept in a tie, and dark golden eyes, which are usually covered by the immense amount of hair on her head. ^_^ She always wears a silver locket around her neck, which holds a picture of her mother and her entire family, and plays a small tune when opened. The tie she uses to keep her hair up with came from her Japanese mother, and is made of silk, died dark purple.
Personality: She's a very bright woman, but is usually anti-social and has her head stuck in some book. She has few friends, but those whom she considers her friends, are, and are treated with as much respect that anyone could ask for. She has a huge heart, but finds it hard to let people in, and that's why only a select few are her 'friends'.
Biography:
Raven's life before the Outbreak was total hell. Her father's company was going bankrupt and he and her were depressed from the anniversary of her mother's death. Her finals for junior year were also coming up, and Raven was under a immense amount of stress.
Just a week before the Outbreak, Raven took a short vacation to her father's to get away from all the stress. She found him dead on the kitchen floor, a picture of her mother welded in his hands. Falling into depression, she barricaded herself from society, making herself 'disappear' from the known world.
When the Outbreak came, she was walking through her father's bankrupt company buildings. There was too many 'top secret' s**t she had never seen, and it was about time to find out. She went searching through the files that, for some odd reason, were left behind. The authorities had told her that her father had committed suicide, but she failed to believe that what so ever. Her father wouldn't do that. He was a very noble man with no reason too. And she thought this as she sifted through the files.
After hours of searching, one file caught her eye in particular. It was labeled ’Project Lufth’ and contained documentation about a certain chemical they were studying. With this ‘cell’ a person could live for an eternity.
Zombies broke into the lab at that point in time, and she hid in the storage closet, passing out from fear. When she awoke, the door was locked, and she was trapped inside.
Gaian Username: Masher101
Name: Richard Ernard
Age: 24
Gender: Male
Race/Complexion: White
Previous Occupation: A Cop. (Actually, he was fired a day before the outbreak...)
Appearance: Richard is 6'2'', He has short black hair. He usally has on a white tank-top and blue jeans. His eyes are brown. And he wears sneakers that are black, white, and silver.
Personality: Richard is a quiet person, but a very good leader. He has extent training from his life as a Cop. But he absolutely hates the Police Department that fired him. He's not very happy about the turn his life has taken, so he would treat you sorta bad. But if you get passed the angryness about being fired, he's actually a nice guy.
Biography: After being fired from a local Police Department, and being stripped of all of his gear, Richard was simply watching TV, thinking hatefully about the people who fired him, When all of the sudden, power went out. Richard stood up, walked to his window. And saw it. Zombies. Zombies everywhere.
"Oh s**t."
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Posted: Sat Jul 14, 2007 12:22 pm
BANNERS  [url=http://tinyurl.com/ypnczb][img]http://tinyurl.com/2bvx68[/img][/url] [url=http://tinyurl.com/ypnczb][img]http://tinyurl.com/2fsfvv[/img][/url] If you'd like to submit a banner, by all means, PM it to me, and if I like it, it shall be put up. ^^
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Posted: Wed Jul 18, 2007 12:25 pm
Moaning... so much moaning...
The muffled sounds of zombies from outside the 'Sports Authority' he was holed up in were deafening, even if they weren't too loud.
What happened...? What the ******** happened that God would scour this Earth with mindless cannibals?
Jeff had seen people been torn apart in front of him. Hell, he had pictures to show for it on his camera. But even if they were good snapshots, he wasn't proud in the least bit.
The glimmer of light from the hotel room shot through the glass and pierced his pupil, causing him to cover his eyes briefly, and picked up his metal baseball bat.
"E-...electricity?"
THE STORY BEGINS...
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Posted: Wed Jul 18, 2007 12:45 pm
Raven shivered, covering her ears from the deranged cries just outside. 'Shut up.....please...' she thought to herself, knowing that the Zombies were attracted to sound. She didn't breath a word, barely even brethed for that matter. Hugging the manela[sp] folder tighter to her chest, she huntched in a little ball, trying to keep herself from crying anymore.
It was dark, too dark for her perference. She wanted light. Raven had to close her eyes to assure herself she wasn't going blind. Tightening her lids, more hot tears stung her icy face.
'Help me...please...someone.' she thought, whispering it softly outloud as she looked to the door, a mere five feet from her. Stupid clausterphobia. She was going to die if someone didnt come soon.
Starvation was killing her, making her inners feel as if they were eating themselves alive. 'Damnit'
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Posted: Wed Jul 18, 2007 1:09 pm
Sakura lit a small cigarette, holding it between her thumb and forfinger, and took a small breather "Zombies is it William?" she asked her bodyguard "Yes ma'm" she sighed and rolled her eyes "Don't call me ma'm, just call me Sakura, i'm not your boss"william's eyes widened, "The Boss's daughter sure is a wildcard"he thought to himself "Kay .m...Sakura" she smiled, crushing the cigarete under the heel of her black boots, then walked to the small girl ling on the floor "Are you okay?"she asked, holding a hand down to her, her bodyguard twitched his arm, but Sakura stopped him "Can't you see shes scared?"she said, holding her hand down still
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Posted: Wed Jul 18, 2007 1:24 pm
Raven looked up at the people, the light from outside making them all but sillohets to her pupils. Was she dead? She thought so. Maybe she had fallen unconscoius again and the zombies bit her. Raven looked at her arm. No bites. Her neck? Nadda. Satisfided that she was infact not dead, but still contimplating that she may be dying, she nodded and took the woman's hand.
"How...did you get the door open?" she asked, looking at the open door, and praying that it didn't shut. She had been locked inside from the inside, so apparently it wasn't locked on the out. Lovely, just peachy. She could have died.
Her clausterphobia was eating at her joints, making them stiff as they were still in the dsmall closet.
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Posted: Wed Jul 18, 2007 1:36 pm
"I turned the knob and pulled the door open"she said dryly, handing her a chocolate bar "You look a bit pale, whats wrong?"she asked, tossing her medium legnth hair over her shoulder
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Posted: Wed Jul 18, 2007 1:44 pm
Well duh, of coarse she was pale. Being trapped in a dark closet for a few days does that to ya. Stuffing the menela[sp] folder into her backpack discretfully, she sorta snacthed the candy bar, not meaning to be rude, and devoured the thing. She was hungry!
"Trapped....in...dark..no..food...." she said inbetween bites, gorging herself blistfully.
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Posted: Wed Jul 18, 2007 1:48 pm
"Hmm, figures"she said "Clausterphobia right?"she asked, a hint of a smile graccing her lips "Don't worry, theres more where that came from"she said, watching her devour the chocolate "Let's get out of this closet"she said, "Do you mind telling me why you hid that envelope?"she asked, laughing "Don't worry, you don't have to"
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Posted: Wed Jul 18, 2007 1:49 pm
She smiled and nodded, standing up weakly as she clung to the wall, nearly tripping over herself. "Yup...." she answered, walking out of the darkness, ninja style, as she looked around, "No..zombies?"
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