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Re: Shaded Light [Horror]

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Quilboar is not online. Quilboar
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22 Jul 2011 01:58 AM
The date is 2013. It all happened so quickly, nobody knows what went wrong...Or how... Many people say it was a virus or parasite, others think they're creatures from hell. Nobody knows.

Much of the communication from Europe has already been disrupted, hardly anybody knows whats going on in the East. But one things for sure: Everything is in an uproar in the United States. The "North American Quarantine Army" or "NAQA" has been formed by the American and Canadian militaries in a desperate attempt to stop whatever was happening, but they think the source of the problem is a virus...Or plague. Nobody knows exactly what is going on, but people are being found in their homes with their throats ripped out, guts spilled onto the floor, and blood smeared along the walls. Sometimes people stumble across entire slaughtered towns. The US population is drastically decreasing.

This is the small town in the US. It is called Stoledale. Its population was at 5000 people at one point, but now it totters at around 45 people.

Right now, it is extremely dark outside. And too quiet. Simply mind-numbingly quiet, with the occasional gunshot to break the silence for a few seconds. The homes and buildings in this nieghbourhood are in good shape...Mostly on the outside at least. There is blood dotted or brutally smeared on the walls of an occasional house. There are a few dim streetlights though...And perhaps a thinned dog or two wandering the town.

Stoledale was killed off by the unknown or evacuated, the NAQA forces and the local conscript police brigade has already ditched the town and left the remaining people up for dead.
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RULES:

1. Do not uber, godmod, or have mary sue characters.

2. What I say goes.

3. "It aint in the rules!" Is not an exuse.

4. In your CS, but "I read the rules." Somewhere in it.

5. You are starting in Stoledale. Period.

6. Yes, you MAY be military or police, but I'd prefer it if there were no special forces. Currently, NAQA is the only active military group in the US.

7. Story mode. Wrong: *Shoots him* Right: I aim at him and shoot.

8. You must be accepted.
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NOTE: Mordern.
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Quilboar is not online. Quilboar
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22 Jul 2011 01:59 AM
Name: Jarrid Limstory

Ag.e: 11

Gender: Male

Nationality: American

Appearance: Jarrid is a small kid, not standing very tall, but not too short either. He has darkened blue eyes, and medium legnthed dark brown, nearly black hair that is almost always covered by his clothing. He has chewed-off nails, and a few freckles. He is thin from lack of food. He is even somewhat dirty.

Clothing: Jarrid wears a dark brown hoodie, with the hood always up. He wears somewhat tattered blue jeans and red leather shoes. His shoes have been flecked with blood, and are torn.

Personality: Jarrid is always calm when nothing is going wrong, or is not actually life-threatening. But when extreme things happen, such as the pandemic, they emotionally scare him. He will always panic when extremely bad things happen. He may be somewhat cowardly, but he will not flee is somebody he loves is in danger...Most of the time. Jarrid has absolutely no experience with weapons of any kind, and would most likely end up breaking him nose if he handled a gun.

Former/Current Occoputation: Former student

Bio: His mother was mysteriously killed, and his father was conscripted into NAQA a month later. There was absolutely noone to take care of Jarrid, so he tried to remain in his house, ignoring everything outside. But eventually he was forced out when things started to terrify him inside of his home.

Other: Stuck outside of his house with his damaged bike.
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aylaeberly is not online. aylaeberly
Joined: 29 Aug 2009
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22 Jul 2011 02:41 AM
(So, is this a zombie RP, or just a deadly virus?)
(I'm guessing the former, but meh.)
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SixelaAicrag is not online. SixelaAicrag
Joined: 04 Jun 2011
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22 Jul 2011 02:58 AM
Hey. Does my former entry still apply for this one?
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SixelaAicrag is not online. SixelaAicrag
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22 Jul 2011 11:15 AM
Name: Jaqueline Rivers

Ag.e: 14

Gender: Female

Nationality: Hispanic American

Appearance: dark brown hair (cut to shoulders), green eyes (this is revealed later, but she wore colored contacts, natural color is a light brown), tan skin, stands around 5'3.

Clothing: A fraying short jean skirt, black biker shorts under it, a fading blue shirt, one third of a friendship necklace which has the words 'Best' on it with a music note. a pair of converse and mismathced socks. Carries a backpack with a few spare clothes and a picture of a black and white cat, a little girl, a picture of her family, and a old, worn teddy bear.

Personality: At one time she was really outgoing and friendly, sarcastic and clever, hanging out with her friends and family, playing with her cat, when her entire family was found dead in her home, she became jaded and twisted. Constantly angry and frustrated, uncaring and harsh, with each death of someone she knew, she falls even deeper into those feelings. However, when faced with a child, she becomes caring and sensitice, reminded of her little sister...

Former/Current Occoputation: A former student

Bio: Jaqueline lived a basically normal life, nothing special. Her mother was a teacher, and her father a member of the Air Force. She and her little sister, Alyssa, acted like any other sibling. She owned a cat, and two dogs, and did average at school. Her favorite thing was to swim and eat watermelon during summertime.

Other: Doesn't know much about self-defense, in fact, she basically sucks at it. She used to watch a lot of anime and pirate movies, so if she does fight, she will attempt to imitate those styles.

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Quilboar is not online. Quilboar
Joined: 17 May 2010
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22 Jul 2011 04:18 PM
(Zombies are not literally everywhere, but they are basically zombies. These zombies run, scream, feel pain, and even torture others.)

Accepted.
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carlygirl77 is not online. carlygirl77
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22 Jul 2011 06:29 PM
Name(s): Jessie Monroe

Ag.e: 21

Gender: Female

Nationality: British

Appearance: Jessie is thin, and her skin tone rather fair-skinned. Her skin glows with a healthy look to it, but it's rather light. Her hair is a bright white and falls in gentle waves and tangles around her ribs and lower back. Her hair (from the back) makes her seem as though she may be albino, but once someone see's her face, they can tell she's not because of the light tan. Her hair is the result of having two parents with very fine, bright blonde hair. As a young child, her peers often teased her about her hair. Calling her an 'ol.d lady' and what not. Although these were childish insults, at the time, they affected her greatly. As she grew up, her classmates grew more mature and no longer resulted to becoming so low as to insult her hair. Although she loves the color of her hair, she still remembers the teasing she had as a child and dreams of dying it, but is terrified it would never go back to it's natural haircolor if she wanted it to after the dying. Her hair is much longer than some may let theirs grow out. This is due to her mother being paranoid of ever letting scissor blades anywhere close to her daughter's precious locks. Her bangs are straight and cut short, to about the bridge of her nose. She's constantly pushing her bangs out of her eyes, but to no prevail. Her face is heart shaped and she's around 5'4. Her eyes are large, the color a pale, washed out blue color. They look almost grey and she often has an empty look to them, an almost sad and haunted empty look. When she's happy, her eyes gleam and have a silvery chrome look to them. Her eyebrows and eyelashes are thin. Her lips are thin, and match her light skin tone. Around her hairline, she has small blemishes and across the bridge of her nose to her cheekbones, she has light freckles. She refuses to wear any form of lipstick, so her lips look bare and natural. Her body has a slim look to it, an almost unhealthy thinness to it because of her baggy hoodie. Once the hoodie is shed off, her body still looks very slim, but a maintained thin look that doesn't go overboard. Since she often forgets to eat, her body loses weight fast and she can/has grown dangerously thin. Her hands are small and slender, her fingernails long, but not overgrown.

Clothing:Jessie wears a grey sweatshirt/hoodie. The collar has been cut off, so the hoodie hangs off of her shoulders comfortably. It's rather baggy around the sleeves, but they cut off at the wrists with streachy cuffs. The sleeves each have two thick, white lines near the biceps. The lines cross eachother, forming a big, white 'X'. Under it, she wears a black tanktop with inch wide straps. She has a pair of soft, faded blue shorts. The shorts were once jeans, carelessly cut into shorts because the ankles were aparently 'uncomfortable'. She wears a pair of fishnets under the shorts with runs through them. She has a black studded bracelet on her left wrist and a black choker around her neck. The studded wristband is rusted a little, the leather part breaking off a little. She has wrapped a type of gauze-like material around the part where it clasps together so it won't fall off. The choker is just simply a ribbon that's tied in the back. Her clothing looks fairly cheap, making her look ordinary if anything. The only piece of accessory she wears that looks as though she has some value is a cross she wears around her neck. It is a long, silver cross that hangs around her neck and falls to almost her stomach. The cross is encrusted with black jewels and loocks new-even though it's many ye.ars o.ld. The jewels look like a dark purple when held in the light and Jessie cherishes this peice of jewlery highly. It was given to her at a young a.ge by her mother. For footwear, she wears a pair of shoes that resemble Converse. The shoes have been worn out so much, that you can hardly read the logo that was once stitched to the side.

Personality: Jessie is a rather shy individual. She keeps to herself most of the time, never being an outgoing person. Because of this, she makes very few friends, but she doesn't really seem to mind. She's very sweet to the majority of people unless they give her a reason not to. Although she's a caring person, she's just down right horrible at comforting people, a trait she wishes she had. When in certain situations, Jessie can fall into a horribly sarcastic and just plain heartless person.

Former/Current Occoputation: Jessie was a part-time student at college and a CNA. [Certified Nurse Assistant.]

Bio: Jessie lived a fairly normal life. A quiet individual, she didn't have many people in her life. Her mother had died years ago when she was six, apparently due to a car accident. Her father told her that she was in a car accident and died instantly. This is all that she was told. Her body was apparently engulfed in the car flames, and burnt into nothing. At the funeral, they just had an empty coffin buried. Jessie is long past mourning her mother's death, although her father was still griefing when he was killed. Her father was killed by the NAQA, although there was nothing wrong with him. He was suspected to have something wrong with him, and was killed. This was a few months ago, and Jessie is long past mourning over his death as well. Instead of sorrow for her loss, she's rather hateful. She had escaped the lands of England and ventured out to the US upon a simple rumor that things were better there. To her dismay, most of the land was much like England. However, she found safety in a small town. She's less than friendly to Americans, since they had helped in starting the NAQA, and thus her father's death.

Other: N/A
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Quilboar is not online. Quilboar
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23 Jul 2011 01:31 AM
(Accepted. We'll start soon. :D Or not.)

I sat on the dampened grass, staring up at the shaded, half-broken streetlight. I scooted closer to it, and drug my bike closer. I just sat there. I knew something might screw up, but mot looking at anything seemed to be the only solution.
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RealLolcrab is not online. RealLolcrab
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23 Jul 2011 01:42 AM
Name(s):Shardan Caroll

Ag.e: 25

Gender:

Nationality: American

Appearance: Tall and athletic with black hair

Clothing: Stained doctor's clothing

Personality: Has a soft heart won't give up on a patient

Former/Current Occoputation: Doctor

Bio: Growing, he was fascinated by medicine and wanted to be a doctor someday.Too bad the outbreak happened a week after he got his career.

Other: Trained to shoot, talks fast and sometimes skips words(making him sound insane).
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RealLolcrab is not online. RealLolcrab
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23 Jul 2011 01:44 AM
Oh and I read the rules.
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Quilboar is not online. Quilboar
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23 Jul 2011 01:48 AM
(Accepted! We'll proably get up and running tommorow.)
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RealLolcrab is not online. RealLolcrab
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23 Jul 2011 02:05 AM
I stood there working on a survivor who was recently attacked by a hoard of the infected.The patient lay down on a table, quickly dieing.His wounds were deep going straight to his bones with scrathes all over."No," I said, "He can't die.Won't let him!"A flatline was heard throughout the clinic.I left the body and walked to a window, wondering when everything would be normal again.He then grabbed his radio and said, "Anyone out there?Need assistance.Unsuitable working conditions, need evac!In Bloxia Clinic."
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Quilboar is not online. Quilboar
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23 Jul 2011 02:36 AM
(The infected don't attack in hordes, they are shadowy-killers basically, but sometimes multiple infected may run out of various areas and attack something. And this is not set in ROBLOX.)
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RealLolcrab is not online. RealLolcrab
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23 Jul 2011 02:44 AM
(I know it's not set in Roblox but I was bored out of my mind.)

(Fixed)I stood there working on a survivor who was recently attacked by an infected.The patient lay down on a table, quickly dieing.His wounds were deep going straight to his bones with scrathes all over."No," I said, "He can't die.Won't let him!"A flatline was heard throughout the clinic.I left the body and walked to a window, wondering when everything would be normal again.He then grabbed his radio and said, "Anyone out there?Need assistance.Unsuitable working conditions, need evac!In Stoledale Clinic."
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carlygirl77 is not online. carlygirl77
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23 Jul 2011 09:41 AM
Jessie

I walked down the street, pausing to stare at the road that was in front of me. Filth, and nothing less. My bangs casually fell into my eyes as I started walking again. I glanced up at the dimmed street lights, adjusting my grey bag over my shoulder.
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Quilboar is not online. Quilboar
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23 Jul 2011 09:15 PM
I stared on, my eyes fixed on the light. I looked over to my bike, and then looked at the road. A broken gun of some sort lying there, with blood stained onto the road near it. The darkness made the red blood appear extremely dark purple.
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23 Jul 2011 09:26 PM
Name(s): Sander Lobeck

Ag.e: 17

Gender: M

Nationality: American

Appearance: Sander is tall, dark, and handsome. He is over-average height, has long, black hair which hangs down over his eyes, and is generally a skinny, non-muscular person.

Clothing: Sander wears a black windbreaker over a simple white t-shirt. He wears black slacks and Black socks and shoes.

Personality: Sander is A cold, quiet type. He tends to be at the back of the room, listening quietly to whatever is going on. He tends to brush people off, and has little respect for most people. However, if you earn his respect, he treats you as an equal, or even higher than himself.

Former/Current Occoputation: Sander was an Undercover cop, hired by the police department to scour the high schools he went to for Illegal activity. He was very successful, and was paid more than most of the normal cops, which upset many of them

Bio: Sander's parents died when he was young, and he lived with some foster parents until he was 15, after which they proceeded to illegally immigrate to Europe while he was training at the police academy. He has access to large amount of police databases, and is skilled with fire arms.

Other: Sander has dual pistols, taken from the police station.
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Quilboar is not online. Quilboar
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23 Jul 2011 09:27 PM
(Accepted)
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23 Jul 2011 09:30 PM
Jessie

I sighed heavily as I kept walking, my shoes clicking quietly on the road as I walked. I bit my lower lip slightly as I saw an abandoned car. I jogged over to it, noticing the door was cracked open. I opened the door wider, looking inside. There was nothing inside, unfortunately. I slammed the door shut, angry with disappointment. I continued walking, "Damn I could use a smoke." I murmured under my breath to myself, keeping my eyes up.
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Quilboar is not online. Quilboar
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23 Jul 2011 09:34 PM
I thought I heard a slamming noise in the distance. Probably just something falling over...Oh well. I leaned my head back and look up at the light again, as if it could somehow keep me from being killed. I moved closer it it. If I closed my eyes, I would see darkness, and that scared me out of my mind, so I simply took the obvious solution: Look at the light.
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23 Jul 2011 09:35 PM
(Will join in later.(
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23 Jul 2011 09:35 PM
(Alrighteh.)
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23 Jul 2011 09:38 PM
Jessie

I look up, seeing a boy with a bike under a dimmed streetlight in the distance. I slid my crowbar out from my bag, holding it tightly as I slowly approached. Upon closer inspection, he seemed to be human. I walked over to him, kneeling down. I grimaced at the sight of pooling blood in the road. "Hey. Kid." I say flatly.
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23 Jul 2011 09:39 PM
Character Sheet

Name(s): Ryan Tiris

Ag.e: 20

Gender: Male

Nationality: British

Appearance: His black hair hangs down his head. His skin is tanned, with light blue eyes. His ears are a bit pointy, but hidden by his hair. He is muscular and stands the average height for age twenty.

Clothing: He wears a plain white shirt with a black jacket over it and dark jeans with black fur boots and gray socks.

Personality: He's a kind, quiet boy who usually keeps to himself.

Former/Current Occoputation: Artist

Bio: His parents died two years ago after he left his house, where he grew up alone and worked as an Artist, earning his pay and keeping up a fairly nice house due to his natural artist skills.

Other: There are no records of him in the police agencies, since he grew up alone for a year as a child.

(Is this ok?)
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Quilboar is not online. Quilboar
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23 Jul 2011 09:40 PM
I look up, somewhat startled. I didn't seem as relieved as a normal person would probably be after seeing a living being. "Huh?" I say, looking around for a moment, but my eyes quickly locked onto her.
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