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| 09 Jul 2014 02:25 AM |
*You found a voice recorder on the floor and picked it up*
*Pressing 'play', a woman's voice is heard.. It's a bit static*
I didn't know what happened, neither did the rest of the group. We all just thought it was some sort of practice for the military. We looked out our windows one day and saw the unthinkable.. People were eating others, eating their pets, their friends.. It was all crazy.. If you could look at them, eye-to-eye, you'd see the nothingness in their soul. Everyone was running out their houses and into their cars, racing out of the neighborhood. Back then was horrible, I just thought I should note that down in my first voice diary. Even though it was bad I atleast- *The woman's voice was cut off from sudden screaming*
Diana?! Diana are you ok?
*The screaming continues as the woman's voice trails off; countless yells, curses, and banging(on what sounds like walls) is the only thing heard from the recorder*
Oh my god, NOOO!
AAAAAGH! *The screaming stops;you hear heavy footsteps come closer and a man's voice is heard in the recorder*
What is this? ... Hey, Markus! I think I found something!
*Another man's voice far off is heard*
Bring it here, Jode!
*The voice recorder stops playing and you stand there contemplating on the situation*
+=+=+=CS SHEET=+=+=+ Name:
Age:
Gender:
Family: (If you want)
Clothes(To start off; May be changed during role-play):
Appearance: (This is hair, eyes, height, and other distinct features of your character)
Pet(s): (If you want)
Description: (About your character)
Story: (How it all started for you)
Things to acknowledge!
-Please don't fight each other
-Don't complain if you die from someone
-DO NOT BE OVER-POWERED! (EX: *Shoots and didn't miss, you die instantly*)OR(*Hits head with pipe and you die with one blow*)
-You can be any character I have made-up in the voice-recording
-Be creative in your role-plays
-I will be randomly selecting characters of yours so that I may draw them. (They are for practicing purposes and if you want I will put in catalog and show you.)
-ACT THE PART OF YOUR CHARACTER! If your character can't help but be loud then make sure that they are OBNOXSIOUSLY LOUD! (Im sure I spelled that wrong but you know what I mean)
-And as always as everyone puts it, Have fun! |
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| 09 Jul 2014 02:32 AM |
Name: Johnny Welles
Age: 33
Gender: Male
Family: None.
Clothes: Dress pants and undershirt of a suit (the shirt that's under the jacket)
Appearance: 5'12", brown eyes, brown hair. Average build.
Pet(s): None.
Description: An Irish immigrant, Johnny went to crime for money.
Story: Johnny was watching the news when the initial reports came in. He then saw live footage. Deciding it was for real, he packed up and hit the rode. |
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| 09 Jul 2014 02:32 AM |
| Ugh, I hate the bloody (star) SHOOTS AND HITS (star) based roleplay system crap. |
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| 09 Jul 2014 03:01 AM |
FORGET ABOUT THE DESCRIPTION! SHOVE IT IN WITH STORY!
Name: Rein Lotus
Age: 19
Gender: Female
Family: Tristen(Brother) Dean(Father; Deaceased) Mira(Mother; Deceased)
Clothes: She wears a blue buttoned-up cardigan with a white shirt underneath, gray jeans, and black shoes with blue laces.
Appearance: Her hair is a dark-green like emeralds, her eyes are a darker shade of grey, and she is about 4'11. She has side-swept bangs to the side and her hair is up to her lower back.
Pet(s): N/A
Story:(I Had Gotten Lazy To Actually Try Doing This.) Rein had no sense of privacy, not even her own. She'd barge into other rooms just to know what's going on. Her brother had to keep watch over her all the time, even a couple years before in high school. ...Things just changed since the incident. Its been a year since Rein has gone to school and she was itching to hear something new. She flicked the TV to the News Station and instantly people began yelling on the screen. 'Evacuation' and 'The Dead are among us' popped up on the screen* She panicked and grabbed her back-pack and shoved random items inside. She was alone at home, everyone went out shopping. She ran outside and headed towards the nearest market, BooksN'Pots. |
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| 09 Jul 2014 03:08 AM |
| Alright, cool. When do we start? |
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| 09 Jul 2014 03:10 AM |
| You can start now if you'd like or wait for a couple people to join.. |
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| 09 Jul 2014 03:13 AM |
(Alright, and it's impossible for a nineteen year old to be 4'11".) Johnny held his pistol, sitting on a bed in a motel. He had seen no one. He was thinking about giving up, but something drove him further. He wanted company, he was lonely. He had been on the move for a long time, and it got boring. He sighed, and lay back. |
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owenster
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| 09 Jul 2014 06:03 AM |
Name:Paul Silverman
Age:32
Gender:Male
Family:Paul had married his beautiful wife only 10 years before, and which they had a 7 year old son and a dog. Clothes:Plaid over shirt with a logo t-shirt underneath, mid-condition camo pants,Gray bandana
Appearance:6'1, Short parted golden brown hair, hazel eyes, looking like he's 22 has a scar on his back diagonally from him falling into barbed wire as a kid. Stocky build.
Pet(s):Not anymore..
Description:Paul was a military contractor; he worked for a smaller company to get smaller businesses done, but he got the pay. Usually a quiet man, Paul is disturbed by loud noises and screaming, so when the apocalypse came, he became a changed man.
Story:Before the coming of the apocalypse, his son acted strangely around his family and dog. Soon after the news were out, Paul's son was already done mauling the dog and moved onto his mother. Paul had grabbed his gear and ran out of the house, setting it on fire and most likely killing the hosts inside. He left the scene on a motorbike, now on the road..
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| 09 Jul 2014 06:40 PM |
(I figured, I don't know height so whatever she is however high she is suppose to be lol)
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| 09 Jul 2014 06:47 PM |
It had felt like hours before Rein finally reached the store. Walking up to the door she abruptly stopped as a young woman ran out the doors yelling out for help. The woman ran down the street and out of sight, not noticing Rein. Cautiously, Rein walked up to the doors and opened them slightly. She slipped in without a sound as she walked up and down the first three aisles. Nothing seems to be happening, so what was that lady running about? |
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| 09 Jul 2014 07:18 PM |
Name:Cyrenar
Age: 27
Gender: male
Family: N/A
Clothes(To start off; May be changed during role-play): a torn blue t-shirt and black jeans that have holes ripped in them, he also wears a necklace that has a hand on the end, his clothes are wet and covered in bits of blood
Appearance: he has dark blue eyes and short black hair, he has many scars and bruises around his body.
Pet(s): N/A
Description: Cyrenar is a very intelligent man with great knowledge of electronics and machines, he is quite unsociable and often patronises people he speaks to, he has become very violent since the apocalypse began
Story: Cyrenar was in a apartment building in the centre of a city when he found out, while he had heard it on the news he refused to believe that an apocalypse started until one final broke into his apartment, Cyrenar avoided the thing and climbed out the window and across the ledge, he slowly climb down and with great difficulty escaped the city, he found some tools in a crashed van and went back to the city and into the sewers so he could be closer to supplies |
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| 09 Jul 2014 08:52 PM |
| Am I accepted and may I start? |
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| 09 Jul 2014 08:55 PM |
| Johnny sighs and packs his stuff together, deciding to head into town. He sighs, knowing it may cost him his life. He hoped to find other people... but then again, the dead body a few miles back was what happened when he first saw somebody in a long time. He stands up, and begins to walk into town. |
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| 09 Jul 2014 10:39 PM |
(Yes you are accepted, as is Cyner, And if I missed someone you are too)
Rein then walked to the back of the store to the Deli area. Masses of corpses were piled on the floor, a woman crouched beside it, her back towards Rein. She seemed to be eating from the sound of crunching, and her blouse was bloody and fresh. "Ma'am are you ok?" Rein edged closer, her arm outstretched. The woman didn't move, she didn't seem to have heard her. As Rein stepped closer she saw the woman's hands covered in blood and gore. The woman was eating the corpses, one-by-one. Rein was fazed by what she was doing and took a couple steps back. She took a another step and had knocked over a box of peanuts. The box fell and the contents inside crashed against the floor. The woman near the pile turned and stood up. Rein was shocked to see what she saw.. |
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| 10 Jul 2014 07:04 AM |
| Cyrenar opened the sewer grate above him a peaked out, he could see zombies surrounding a pile of corpses, hoping they would be busy with the corpses, he ran out and into and into an empty ally, he made his way towards a supermarket |
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| 11 Jul 2014 01:21 AM |
| Paul was enjoying the breeze when he smelled something. He decided to slow down for a minute and investigated his surrounding area on the street. He took off his helmet carefully, making sure he doesn't make any sounds, put it on the handle of the bike and started looking in the alley he smelled the scent from. He soon realized that this smell was rotting human flesh, and he saw a door close as meat flew towards him. Growls in the distance were indistinct but he knew what was coming. He started moving quickly toward his bike only to see it being driven off by a bloody chef flipping him off. He had to think of something fast before his fate was given.. |
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| 16 Jul 2014 03:07 PM |
The woman trudged toward her, her mouth full of blood from the bodies on the floor. Her clothes were ragged and torn, her hair dingy. Rein didn't know what to do, what was this lady's problem? "Please don't come closer!" Rein cried, "Stop!" The woman just kept coming closer, blood oozing from her mouth. |
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| 16 Jul 2014 03:42 PM |
Name: Byron Hensen
Age: 24
Gender: Male
Family: Wife and 3 year old son, wife dead. (If anyone wants, they can play as my son named Will. If you're a girl, I can also let you play as a daughter.)
Clothes: Short-sleeved gray button down shirt, open. Under it a white sleeveless shirt with a triforce logo on it. Wearing gray jeans and black work boots.
Appearance: 6'2", Black hair, with a little flare at the top. Hazel eyes, small nose, and slight slight sliiight sideburns. Has a tattoo of a Spade playing card symbol on the inner part of his wrist.
Pet(s): DOGE (Just kidding xD) Yellow/ButterColor/Golden German Shepherd
Description: Excellent at Blackjack. Great with tools and genius with anything technical. Has a good sense of direction and sight, and knows the way through the wilderness. Incredibly persuasive.
Story: He was having a picnic with his family up in the backyard with the radio playing some good ol' jazz music, for Will loved jazz music. The music was interrupted by the report, and they quickly went inside. After a few days of sheltering inside, they infection reached their neighborhood. Just when he was tweaking the car to leave town, a zombie tackled him down, but was easily stopped. More had broken through the fence and eaten his wife, but Will managed to get inside. Byron packed his son into the already well-supplied SUV and drove off to the countryside.
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| 18 Jul 2014 11:58 AM |
(Jes sir, Indeed. I entrust you can make things interesting..)
Rein had to act fast. This woman was coming closer and she was just standing there. Without thinking she side-stepped out of the woman's path and sped towards the bakery area. There has to be something useful here. Rein searched behind the counter and only found piping and fondant. As she turned around to leave the bakery the woman stood there with another man, who was also drenched in blood. Rein stepped back and she found herself up against the wall. |
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| 18 Jul 2014 01:13 PM |
Name: Aubrey Morgan
Age: 22
Gender: Female
Family: 2 older sisters (status unknown), father and mom (deceased)
Clothes: Wears combat boots, blue jeans or leggings, a blue shirt that used to have markings on it (now faded and cannot be read), no makeup, and a red baseball cap.
Appearance: Red hair tied in a ponytail, brown eyes, slender body.
Pets: A small kitten named Snowswirl
Story: Aubrey; happy and content with her life (of both parents, 2 older sisters, and 1 older brother) until a mysterious accident occurred at age 12. Most of the Morgan family's riches were lost to natural disasters and sly robbers. The robbers were caught, yet despair reached the family. It was not until the day before the risen that they became rich. While becoming a successful banker, the news of the Risen had them leaving their now 22-year old daughter to the undead. Their death was reported shortly afterwards. What happened to the Morgan sisters and brother of Aubrey Morgan is unknown. |
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| 18 Jul 2014 01:39 PM |
Johnny Johnny signs as he walks down a road, pistol in hand. He sees a town upahead. He walks to it, hoping to find some... Friends. |
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| 18 Jul 2014 03:58 PM |
She was terrified, she didn't know what to do. Never before in her life had she been in a situation like this before. Looking towards a movable island table on her right layed a rolling pin. The two were a couple feet away now, so in panic she grabbed the rolling pin and swung at the woman. The rolling pin hit her head with a thud and the woman fell to the ground, groaning louder. The man came next and Rein swung again, she hit his arm and he only shifted a few steps. She tried swinging again but then the woman on the floor grabbed her foot and Rein dropped the rolling pin. "Eep!" The man then grabbed onto Rein, trying to bite her. "Help!" Rein kept kicking and thrashing and yelling. |
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