lizzy6695
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| 31 Jan 2014 09:36 PM |
The young girl and about mid-thirties male struggled to push open the door. All that could be heard was them grunting as they tried to push it open, and the screams of their former team members being torn apart and eaten alive by the dead. It was too late to save them; they had all gotten bit but the 2 trying to open the door. With one good shove the door opened, the man and young girl ran in the room and shut the door. The man stayed against it and told the girl, “Find something to keep this from opening, and hurry!” He yelled as they girl stumbled to her feet. She glanced around the room and quickly grabbed a chair lying on its side. She drug it back to the door and pried it under the doors knobs. The man got off the door and sighed, “That will only hold for an hour or less,” He groaned. With only one way in and one way out, they were trapped in that room. The police station was a good spot to score, and a good spot to get killed.
The girl began trying to push the desk to the door, but she was too weak and hadn’t eaten in days. The man watched her struggle for 2 minutes or more before deciding to help. He walked over next to her and helped push the desk. She moved the chair and the door cracked a little bit as the dead tried to get it. The man quickly pushed the desk against the door and the door shut. The chair was placed on the desk, for weight to keep them out. The man looked at the girl, who didn’t talk at all. Just did what she was told.
Suddenly the door busted opened and the dead flooded the room, the man began shooting but his gun jammed and he was soon tackled to the ground and began to get eaten alive. The girl’s screams of terror filled the police station as she too was ripped apart and eaten alive.
(The intro says it all, Zombie thread! :D I’m too eager for the walking dead to start up, and decided to make a thread to calm my eagerness. The intro isn't much, but yeah. Yay! :3)
Rules
No spamming/Trolling
No more than 4 characters.
No fighting, you can fight in the rp just not outside of it. If you feel someone is being rude, tell me.
Put “fish donuts” in “other” if you got this far. Why? So I know you've read this, and because I’m random like that.
Whatever I say goes.
I may add or adjust the rules whenever I want.
No raiding a military base, it bugs the crud out of me when people do it.
If anyone is disobeying the rules, tell me and I’ll deal with them.
(The year, location, season, and time when the rp starts. I will post the time and such every now and then to remind everyone.)
Year:2013(I don’t feel like being futuristic or stuff like that.)
Location: Chicago (Yay :3 Go cities!)
Season: Earlier summer.(I have no idea what season we are in currently in rl, spring?)
Time: 5:15pm(When the rp starts.)
(I have no Idea why that stuff matters, but it just does. It bothers me not knowing the Location. :3)
C.S!
Name:
@ge:
Gen.der:
Appearance:
Personality:
Weapons (three starters, you may get more later on.):
Companion (Pet, etc):
Other:
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lilzach10
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| 31 Jan 2014 10:20 PM |
Name: Jake Robertson @ge: 24 Gen.Der: Male Appearence: Dark jet hair, light blue eyes, white skin. Personality: Kind, and caring. Won't leave anyone behind. Wepons: AK-47, Desert eagle, and chainsaw. Companion: Dog named Spot.(2 years old) Other: Mom commited suicide Dad abused Jake as a kid (He was also addicted to dru.gs.
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Kataoka
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lilzach10
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| Joined: 11 Oct 2012 |
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| 31 Jan 2014 10:22 PM |
I wake up in camp one night. Rustling behind bushes behind tent. I see a walker *Shoots walker with desert eagle.* What the heck is going on", I ask I have to find some survivors!
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Yukimex
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| 31 Jan 2014 10:24 PM |
C.S!
Name:
"My name is Aiko Tanaka."
@ge:
"I'm 17."
Gen.der:
"Female.. I assure you I'm a female.."
Appearance:
Aiko is a physically fit person. She weighs 124 lbs and a height of 5'7". She has straight medium black hair with bangs flipped to the right but she usually puts it up. She wears a crimson sweater with a white t-shirt inside and black skinny jeans. Aiko wears a pair of black converse high tops. Her brown eyes are given an innocent look.
Personality:
Aiko is more of a sharp person. She's determined, focused, and wise.
Weapons (three starters, you may get more later on.):
A pipe and a small knife(which won't be enough to harm a dead).
Companion (Pet, etc):
n/A
Other: Fish Donuts. How odd.. |
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Yukimex
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| Joined: 22 Jan 2014 |
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| 31 Jan 2014 10:25 PM |
| ((@lilzach10, you weren't supposed to start..)) |
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| 31 Jan 2014 10:35 PM |
Hey Lizzy!
Name: Jake Almin
@ge: 32
Gen.der: M
Appearance: Medium length brown hair, a beard and mustache that is well kept, he is missing an eye, and has his clothes all torn up and tattered. White skin, brown eyes.
Personality: Quick to judge, but humorous.
Weapons (three starters, you may get more later on.): Colt Python, and a pocket knife.
Companion (Pet, etc): N/A
Other: Fish Donuts
Name: Dale Relma
@ge: 30
Gen.der: M
Appearance: Short black hair, a beard slowly growing in, blue eyes, white skin, also has tattered clothing.
Personality: Serious, but can fool around.
Weapons (three starters, you may get more later on.): MP5, and M1911.
Companion (Pet, etc): N/A
Other: Fish Donuts
Name: Tyler James
@ge: 27
Gen.der: M
Appearance: Short dark blonde hair, also has tattered clothes, a brownish beard slowly growing in, brown eyes, white skin.
Personality: Basically a party animal.
Weapons (three starters, you may get more later on.): AK-47, and a Five-Seven.
Companion (Pet, etc): N/A
Other: Fish Donuts
RP sample:
The zombies were closing in. The highway was thin, cars surrounding Dale and Tyler. "I'm sorry!" Jake yelled out, and sped off in the truck. Dale shot a zombie in the forehead and swore. Tyler threw his AK on the ground. "I'm out!" He took his M1911 and shot a zombie, and jumped over onto a car. He began running, and Dale followed. Jake was long gone. Dale and Tyler were screaming at eachother, running as fast as they could. Dale shot a zombie that was approaching, and fell off the highway and slid down the hill. Tyler followed him and they ran down a creek until they made it to an old warehouse. They slammed the door closed, and the zombies banged on it. "This is all your fault Tyler!" "Mine? You were the one that suggested this whole trip!" Dale stood up. "Shut up, kid." "Make me." Dale suddenly grabbed Tyler and slammed his fist into his jaw. Tyler pushed him back, and punched him in the gut. They slammed into eachother. Tyler threw Dale onto the ground, and kciked him against the wall. Dale grabbed his leg, and brought him down. He brought his fist down on his neck and began to strangle Tyler. "GRHRHRF!" Tyler shouted. He threw Dale off of him, and shoved him into the door. He grabbed the door to the warehouse, and began opening it. An arm started grabbing at Dale. Tyler let go, staring at Dale. Dale punched Tyler, and slammed the door on the arm, which sliced off and twitched. Dale slammded him against a box, pushing everything over. Tyler pushed Dale off, and punched him. He kicked him again, and stumbled off out the back of the warehouse. Dale stumbled out in a different direction.
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PetRock
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| Joined: 20 Jul 2008 |
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| 31 Jan 2014 10:37 PM |
Where hell do you live? Spring? I wish :(
piraticly
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lizzy6695
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| Joined: 23 Feb 2010 |
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| 31 Jan 2014 10:39 PM |
| (Holey. o.o I just posted this. Hi bailer. :3 Give me a minute to read everyone C.S. |
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lizzy6695
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| 31 Jan 2014 10:49 PM |
(@Lilzach, describe your character more. Like his cloths. Also, only simple weapons, like a knife, or a pistol. Or my favorite, a wrench. :D)
(@Bailer, accepted.) |
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lizzy6695
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| 31 Jan 2014 10:52 PM |
Name: Tatsuya van Buuren
@ge: 19
Gen.der: Male
Appearance: Tatsuya stands at exactly six feet and weighs around 70kg. He sports a flat face, black hair, high cheekbones, and exotic-looking pale-blue eyes -- a result of his mixed Asian and European descent. His lips are chiseled and are almost perpetually shut. Mr. van Buuren is slim but not certainly not lanky -- he is very well-built for someone his age. Before the apocalypse, his wardrobe consisted only of very casual outfits, leading many to perceive him as being very lazy and uninterested in his appearance; his rugged, toned body suggests otherwise, however.
Personality: Tatsuya is an ambitious, self-confident, and very deliberate survivor with a high standard for intelligence. Coupled with his tendency towards silence, he has caused other survivors to feel awkward or distrustful towards him. Regardless, he is the definition of the "team-chessmaster." He treats the apocalyptic world as one big chessboard from which he can decide what the best moves are. When told to complete an objective, Tatsuya can certainly be counted on to complete it with maximum efficiency -- sometimes even in extremely unorthodox ways.
Weapons (three starters, you may get more later on.): Mk. 14 EBR (found in an abandoned fortification), Filipino butterfly knife (an old gift from his father, which he picked up as a souvenir in Amsterdam)
Companion (Pet, etc): N/A
Other: fish donuts |
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lizzy6695
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| 31 Jan 2014 11:06 PM |
| (Quick question, what is an Mk. 14 EBR? o3o I know weapons, but I haven't heard of that one.) |
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lizzy6695
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| 31 Jan 2014 11:14 PM |
| (Ah, knowing that. Could you have a more of a starter weapon. That's more like a military gun. I'm fine with hunting rifles.) |
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lizzy6695
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| 31 Jan 2014 11:25 PM |
C.S!
Name:Katrina Abrith Evermore
@ge:19 1/2
Gen.der:Female
Appearance:long wavy golden blonde hair, often let down. Her eyes are dark green with splashed of brown around the pupil. She is pale and has a few freckles under her eyes. She is about 5'4" and weighs 125lbs. She wears a black yarn knitted sweater, unbuttoned. Under that she has a plain white t-shirt. She has light grey skinny jeans, held up by a red studded belt. She has red sneakers.
Personality: Katrina is sweet and more caring towards kids than adults. She isn't afraid to kill someone if they are bitten though. She has an attitude though and isn't afraid to let it show.
Weapons (three starters, you may get more later on.): A wrench, a hunting knife, and some odd reason a chain.
Companion (Pet, etc): She has a saint Bernard name Jack.
Other:Fish donuts. :3 |
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| 01 Feb 2014 12:46 PM |
[Jake]
Jake drove on. He turned on the radio. He remembered that it would just be static. He took out a CD and put it in. "On top of the World" started playing from Imagine Dragons. Jake hummed to the tune. 'Exit 6 Chester' The exit was on the other side of the road, the one on Jake's side was collapsed. He swerved off the road and popped on to the other side. He drove onto the exit, and drove right through the arm on the toll booth. He drove right into the quiet neighborhood.
[Dale]
Dark was setting. Dale knew he had to find a shelter. He went back onto the highway. He saw a crane in the distance. He stumbled over there. He was bruised, and bloody. He jumped off the road, and into the dirt of a construction site. He limped onto the crane, and climbed the ladder slowly. Once he got onto the top, there was a man in the crane, but he was a dead construction worker. He lifted his half decayed head and smashed it against the door frame, and dropped the body, which went splat when it hit the ground. He put his pillow down in the back of the crane, and laid down.
[Tyler] Tyler rushed into the back door. The zombies immediately bashed on it. The house was an old Victorian. He rushed upstairs. A zombie picked itself off of the ground in the kitchen. Tyler smashed it's head from under the chin with the barrel of his M1911, and the zombie flew back. He rushed up the stairs, and into the master bedroom. He entered, and the first thing he was a katana over the bed. He ripped the katana off the wall, and rushed downstairs. He opened the door, and the zombies pushed themselves through. Tyler swung at them, and the zombies were chopped up in two minutes. He kicked the bodies outside and slammed the door. He saw a mop in the corner. |
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lizzy6695
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| 01 Feb 2014 02:09 PM |
| (Trying to post my RolePlay, and somehow I am breaking the rules by closing a god dang garage door. XD) |
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lizzy6695
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| 01 Feb 2014 02:14 PM |
Katrina
I shut the garage door and locked it. I made sure the smaller door was locked also. I pressed a button to lower a car lift which had no car on it, I had rigged it last week into a platform were I could sleep on it and have Jack on it with me in case the walkers broke in. Though I had only seen one around here. "Jack, up." I said and he jumped on it. I sat down on it and gabbed the button and raised it up. I petted jack looked at him. "Were going to be fine." |
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| 01 Feb 2014 02:22 PM |
[Tyler]
Tyler heard a bang, sounded like a garage door. He slowly walked outside of the house. The noise came from next door. Tyler gripped his new blade, and kept his distance from a walker on the ground. He walked up to the dark house, and walked out back. He quietly took an old window off its frame, and jumped into the house. He was in a kitchen, and walked out into the hallway, his boots making noise. |
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lizzy6695
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| 01 Feb 2014 02:25 PM |
Katrina
I couldn't sleep, I laid there looking at the roof until Jack began to Bark. "Jack Shh!" I quickly sat up. "You're going to attract the walkers!" I try to hush him but to no avail. "Jack!" |
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| 01 Feb 2014 02:28 PM |
[Tyler]
Tyler gripped the railing, he heard a dog barking. He walked slowly upstairs, looking for the noise, until he tripped, with a grunt.
(Tyler was recently in that huge fight with Dale, has been running all around with walkers all around him, he is bloody, tattered, and very injured, and limping. He could easily be mistaken for a walker.) |
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lizzy6695
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| 01 Feb 2014 02:34 PM |
(Ah. But remember, my character is in a auto repair garage. X3)
Katrina
I clutched my wrench. "Jack, hush!" I whispered and slid his muzzle on him. He then went quiet. "Thank god... If those walkers don't find us we'll be lucky loud mouth.) |
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lizzy6695
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| 01 Feb 2014 02:35 PM |
| (Oops, I put a parentheses instead of a quotation. X3) |
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| 01 Feb 2014 02:41 PM |
(I'm stupid.)
[Tyler]
The house is empty, must not have been where the noise came from. Tyler went out the front door. The barking was coming from a repair garage at an intersection. He went up to the repair garage, but tripped over a bucket and slammed his face into the garage door. Two different walkers turned around and started shuffling towards Tyler. |
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