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| 08 Dec 2014 11:01 PM |
Cellular evolution. It's a hell of a thing.
Six weeks after infection, they'd fall into a coma. Rabies, they claimed. Attacks in the brain, they claimed. But when it began to become a pandemic, people started to suspect the doctors weren't telling them things.
And that's when they realized those 'comas' were chemically induced. The patients would go into a berzerk without the drugs, biting people and spreading the virus. If they're put into a coma then they couldn't hurt people, while the doctors tried to find a cure.
But evolution is a principal found in all living things, especially viruses. One virus cell had a particular mutation to survive the chemically induced coma, and when the anti-bodies began to kill the remaining cells... all they did was give that one remaining one a chance to preserve it's mutation.
They began to wake up after the cure was found, but then that one patient started vomiting. Then twitching. This new strain of rabies had began to evolve, and shortly after the patient resumed his biting. The chemicals didn't work, they just aggrevated the virus further and induced a mutative rage.
And that's when his heart stopped.
One of the doctors went to start his heart back up, but was quickly devoured when the patient jumped back up. He had mutated into a virus-controlled husk of what he once was, the virus having taken over his dying brain the moment his heart stopped. From there, that moment he lost consciousness, the virus could simply start his heart back up and begin infecting.
Six weeks later...
And San Francisco had been quarantined. The last portion of humanity is struggling to survive. Scavenging supplies, rebuilding society, fighting against waves of infected... and we can't have that, now can we?
Cellular evolution. It's a marvel of a thing, and it's going to infect every last one of these worms.
//MECHANICS\\
You are a viral-based zombie. You hunt humans, eat them to keep your virus-controlled body intact, and infect those who manage to rush off somewhere. The twist is the virus is highly mutative, and depending on your strategy throughout the ISRP you can evolve into different forms.
Go for a brute-force approach and try to bash through doors? Enough of that, you'll mutate to be a hulking zombie who bashes through things. Climb a building and shamble up the fire escape to get to a survivor on the roof? Running zombie, then an agile clawed zombie.
See how this works?
//CHARACTER SHEET\\
Name: (Entirely optional) Appearance: (You are a zombie. Just a reminder.) Gender: Former Occupation: (Affects what you remember how to do if your zombie becomes intelligent enough.) |
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| 08 Dec 2014 11:03 PM |
| GOD DAMN IT I FORGOT TO MENTION THIS IS A FREE-CHOICE GROUP ISRP |
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| 08 Dec 2014 11:09 PM |
//CHARACTER SHEET\\
Name: Robert Grendall Appearance: I don't think green or gray skin is a requirement is it? Has a normal skin tone, and wears a classic business suit with a light red neck tie. Has a little chunk bitten out of his face, and his hands are... abnormal, the palms covered in scars and the fingernails oddly sharpened. But otherwise looks perfectly normal. Gender: Le male Former Occupation: Lawyer. Can't wait to see how you can incorporate that into future skills. |
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| 08 Dec 2014 11:13 PM |
Rabies doesn't cause grey skin, so no. It really depends on your personal preference and how much blood you lost during the attack that infected you.
Acceeeeepted. We can start when we get one more person, considering anyone can join at any time. |
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| 08 Dec 2014 11:55 PM |
| (So this virus acts more like a parasite, correct? And seeing as you mentioned the heart starting back up, are the zombies able to die from normal shots to the rest of the body?) |
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| 09 Dec 2014 12:05 AM |
(here take my card)
(SIacktivist: Medieval Linguist, Zombie Physiologist, Getaway Driver, Pilot, [CLASSIFIED], and much more, but mostly only the first two jobs would work here.) |
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| 09 Dec 2014 12:50 AM |
Name: Appearance: He has paled skin from losing blood during infection, now messy black hair and blue eyes. He is wearing a Blue shirt, with the words. 'COOKIE MONSTER B BLUE' and he also has black trousers Gender:MALE Former Occupation: Coder
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| 09 Dec 2014 02:56 PM |
(More like a parasite, and infected are resistant but not immune to death by alternate means than destruction of the brain. Basically super rabies controlled by a hyper intelligent virus.)
(Accepted. I'll make a starting post for you and LNG in a little bit.) |
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| 09 Dec 2014 03:07 PM |
| Didn't you quit for like the 7th time a while ago |
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| 09 Dec 2014 03:21 PM |
You are a viral-based zombie. You hunt humans, eat them to keep your virus-controlled body intact, and infect those who manage to rush off somewhere. The twist is the virus is highly mutative, and depending on your strategy throughout the ISRP you can evolve into different forms.
Wow. I can just picture all the great character devlopment in an RP in which the player character is literately unable to speak, show emotions... |
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| 09 Dec 2014 04:29 PM |
(those without character names will be referred to by their usernames)
K3rl
You mindlessly bump into walls in your former apartment. A corpse of the zombie that had infected you lays by the broken window, it's face heavily mauled in by your former laptop.
In the distance, groans can be heard.
Robert
You shamble through the streets, gradually being assimilated into a horde. They seem to be drawn to something, and most infected seem to be following them with no real grasp of understanding. |
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k3rl343
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| 09 Dec 2014 05:12 PM |
| Follow the groaning, instead of using the door though. I just climb over the open window, mindlessly wander toward the groaning noises. |
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| 09 Dec 2014 05:16 PM |
Karl (Not going to bother putting the number in anymore. Gives me wrist cramps.)
You shuffle through the open window and plummet face-first onto the metal grates of a fire escape. After shambling down, you follow the source of the groaning to a small pack of zombies heading for a large horde further along.
They all seem drawn to a warehouse store called 'Flor-Mart'. The presence of death overwhelms your deadened senses. |
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| 09 Dec 2014 05:40 PM |
(gawd, everyone thinks my name is karl Name: Jacky)
I'd follow the horde, to the warehouse. To get a better look at it. |
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| 09 Dec 2014 05:44 PM |
(Warehouse store. Like walmart, or home depo.)
You follow through the horde, slowly being assimilated into their ranks. The entire horde slowly advances, and from here you can see the warehouse is barricaded.
A small girl peaks her head through the space between some wooden planks, but quickly ducks back down when she sees the horde.
A man with a... thingy, sits on the roof of the Flor-Mart. He aims the thingy towards the horde, steadying himself. He seems to be aiming towards the white cans placed haphazardly throughout the horde's path. |
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| 09 Dec 2014 05:46 PM |
White cans.. Video games.. Gggguuuuurrrrr.. Get away from the horde, in my previous life of coding and games. White cans mean bad things. |
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| 09 Dec 2014 05:51 PM |
| Robert will follow the hoard and see where we are going. |
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| 09 Dec 2014 05:52 PM |
Jacky
The slow moving horde traps you within, their loose flailing arms ramming you further towards the cans as they march forward. You struggle through a particularly annoying batch of zombies just as the man's stick thingy fires off a shiny thing.
A large burst of fire ignites and propels you from the edge of the horde to the parking lot with minimal burns. You were lucky to have gotten so far out of the horde as you did, as it looks like most are nothing more than charred limbs at this point.
The man begins picking off stragglers with his boomstick, stopping to reload every once in a while. |
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| 09 Dec 2014 05:54 PM |
Robert
You follow the horde into an alley of disembowled corpses. Many older zombies begin to feast out of hunger, but as a newly turned (in zombie standards, of course) one you find no interest in any food right now.
In the distance, an explosion goes off. |
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| 09 Dec 2014 05:56 PM |
god DAMN im bored IGNORE THE NAMe pls i just needed 2 fill that section with something 4 my own good Name: Total Babe 2014 Appearance: Zombie is a 5'11" super chick who also happens to be dead. Well, undead. She has pale, sulken skin, a large, gaping hole in her torso. Zombie wears a fashionable, formerly red dress, which is dirtied, ruined and slightly discolored. No shoes are visible, feed and hand nails are super sharp. Other wise, though, she looks pretty alright! Gender: Girl Former Occupation: Model |
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| 09 Dec 2014 05:59 PM |
| Head around the area where the man has his boomstick, attempting to find another way to get in. |
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| 09 Dec 2014 06:00 PM |
(I guess I'm just going to refer to you as Picka, then.) Picka
You lay down in an empty pool full of corpses, not really sure of what's going on. In the distance, an explosion goes off.
You hear the sliding glass door of the house's backyard open. The pool is in the backyard. You are in the pool |
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| 09 Dec 2014 06:02 PM |
(hot dayum, I keep late posting.) Jacky
As you creep around to the side of the building, the gunshots of your fellow brethren ring out in your head. There doesn't appear to be a way up the walls, but there is a backdoor barred from the outside. |
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