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| 04 Sep 2011 07:34 PM |
Aliquam Erat Cogitatio Influenza ~ What We Thought Was The Flu
It all started on a cold winter day, 2032. Russian scientist were putting the finishing touches on a super weapon. A weapon highly dangerous, could wipe out a whole city in a blink of an eye. The most important chemical to make the weapon so deadly never reached the scientist. The people who had the chemical accidently spilled a small amount in a river that runs through a quiet town.
A small boy ran with a huge bucket about half his size down to the small creek. The creek was connected to the river. He looked down at the water. It had a faint smell. An unrecognizable smell but it wasn’t normal. He shrugged, placing his bucket in the water. He stuck his hand it sipping a little and splashing a little on his face. He pulled out the bucket and went back to his small house. The next day, that little boy and his family was sick. Their symptoms mimicked the flu, but it was far from it.
In a week, most of Russia were sick. Doctors told them, it was just the flu, but they were dead wrong. The sickness spread like wildfire, everyone was getting sick, no matter where you lived you were sick. It seemed like everyone was getting better, people didn’t look so sickly anymore. They seemed almost normal until they attacked, they just went crazy anyone who was sick just went nuts and started attacking people. Only a few were immune. No one was safe; they were out to get you.
The America’s were hit the hardest. Seemed like everyone got sick and they were all out to get us.
We ended up in South Dakota, dead winter, snow was everywhere. Food was very scarce. The disease had spread to animals and plants, except for a few vegetables. We scared to drink the water, knowing it could be contaminated. No one could be trusted, just one sneeze and people turned on you, as if you were one of them.
People are running loose, anything or anyone they can get their hands on they would do unexplainable things. Things, people should never think of doing. A lot of mental people and prisoners are out there, running freely, they have no problem killing you for food, your clothing, anything.
There are small civilizations here and there, some though; I have been over-run with looters and raiders. The civilizations that have not been overrun have many trade systems set up.
Basic zombies: They are not intelligent, and they just lumber around. They are intimidating in hordes, however. Their finger nails and blood are caked with a mild poison. It doesn't kill, but it makes users feel ill, or slightly sick.
Zombie animals: Like normal zombies, except more dangerous in some cases.
Super zombie: These people were super allergic to the toxins that turned them to zombies. They have long claw-like finger nails, and run very fast. They are prone to stumbling, and one they start running, they have a hard time stopping without falling down. These zombies are new, as they haven't decayed yet, giving much more advantage over their others. They are just as daft, however. They are also rare, having at least a 1/20 chance of finding one.
There is a five day incubation period. First Day: Fever, nausea, congestion Second Day: Heavy cough, fever, nausea, congestion Third Day: Completely fine, all symptoms go away. Forth Day: Very tired, fever, nausea, heavy cough, congestion Fifth Day: You are now a zombie
Rules -NO GOD-MODDING, I can not stress this enough. -No trolling/flaming -If you die, your dead. Simple -Tl;Dr, i really don't care. -Story mode ONLY no *walks up to a tree and hugs it* -There aren't guns and supplies laying around, you have to search hard. -Put Tacos under you CS so I know you read the rules. -No Gary Stues or Mary Sues. -No war heroes - Admin can accept, but I can later decline. -Three strikes and your O U T! -Just because it is not in the rules DOES NOT make it right.
Admin -EmancipationSuite -Me :D -Linkhero13 -TaiWolf1234
Character Sheet Name: A.ge: ( 18 and older please ) Gender: Appearance: Personality: Items: Bio: ( Required, at least two sentences )
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| 04 Sep 2011 08:07 PM |
(*Looks at admin list* *Joins*) |
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| 04 Sep 2011 08:17 PM |
| (I'll join in a moment. :3) |
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| 04 Sep 2011 08:36 PM |
Name: Jonah W. Elmress
A.ge: 23
Gender: Male
Appearance: Jonah has straight, jet black hair that is cut around the ears. He's fairly tall and slim, and wears his usual khaki shorts, collared, solid-colored shirt, and sneakers. His eyes are a dark shade of blue, very much like his mother's. His cheeks are fairly chubby, and his eyebrows are usually creased. His eyebrows also match his hair color, and are very thin. His skin is rather dark, due to his heritage.
Personality: Jonah is occasionally fearful and easily shaken. He is a rather quiet and lonesome man, though he is still positive and focused. Rather than being a careless, humorous man, he is very serious and organized.
Items: A pack of gum, and a wallet consisting of his cash, credit cards, and driver's license.
Bio: Jonah was raised by his aunt and uncle at the a.ge of 8. His parents had died in a wreck driving home from their jobs. Eventually, Jonah's uncle had a heart attack. He then lived with his aunt for several years until she passed away. He now lives in an apartment by himself, working at a bank. |
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| 04 Sep 2011 09:42 PM |
| ( I wish more people would join "/ ) |
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| 04 Sep 2011 10:28 PM |
| ( JOIN! Please, I worked hard on this "/ ) |
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| 04 Sep 2011 10:33 PM |
| (Just continue bumping, Amber. :3) |
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seabass14
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| 04 Sep 2011 10:34 PM |
| (I'm gonna join but my CS might be up tomorrow.) |
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Vannresa
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| 04 Sep 2011 10:40 PM |
(Thinking of joining, but I've never really been in RP's like this; Spent time on OT, doing School and Cross Country, afraid I'll rarely be able to post, and, well, I don't know if I'd be good at these roleplays. =/) |
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ryann
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| 04 Sep 2011 10:46 PM |
Name: Lyssa A.ge: 21 Gender: Female Appearance: Flowing, long blonde hair which was quite beautiful. She wore a plain white dress, with black fur boots. Her eyes stand cold light blue, with her being 5'9 and weighing about 105. Personality: Quiet, kind, but shows no emotions. Items: Hairbow, hairpin, purse, lipstick, hairspray, journal, pen, and a kit containing other types of cosmetics. Bio: She grew up in the city of London, of Great Britain which meant she had a beautiful accent. She grew up with her mother who was a model, who was kind and married to her father who was killed when he was younger by some flu. She never shows emotions, and hardly speaks. She cares about her appearance alot and is quite beautiful to most eyes.
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| 05 Sep 2011 08:53 AM |
CS Name: River A.ge: 24 Gender: M Appearance: A tall man, about 6'4, with unkempt, shadow black hair and pale grey eyes. Wears a grey t-shirt that's been clawed at in multiple spots and jeans with multiple holes. Personality: He's headstrong in the face of danger but other then that he listens pretty good. Items: A knife and a can of mace Bio: He was going through his normal, every day routine when out of the corner of his eye he saw a car swerve to avoid hitting a person. When the guy got out of the car, the person attacked him and seemingly killed him. He was one of the first zombies.
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| 05 Sep 2011 10:38 AM |
| ( Hopefully Link and Emancipation will post the Cs's soon so we can start. ) |
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| 05 Sep 2011 10:41 AM |
| (this looks like 24 days later or something) |
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| 05 Sep 2011 10:48 AM |
Name: Kristo Mariana A.ge: 20 Gender: Male Appearance: Blonde, short hair. Very pale skin. Personality: Sarcastic, unforgiving, holds grudges. Items: Hoodie, jeans, katana that he borrowed from gradpa and trained with. Bio: Grandpa was a historian, grandma was scientest. She built a machine that could make the brain go dormant for any amount of time. He was messing in her lab, and activated the machine. That was 10 years ago, when he was 13. 10 years later, people were searching the lab, short after the desiese started. They unknowangly activated the machine, waking him up. Now he is 23, but only in body. |
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| 05 Sep 2011 10:57 AM |
| ( Meh, not in my opinion but maybe... ) |
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| 05 Sep 2011 11:04 AM |
| ( @Nimble, need to be a little more descriptive in your appearance. Also, I would like it more if the players started off with less powerful or no weapons at all, so no Katana. ) |
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| 05 Sep 2011 11:15 AM |
Name: Ashley Raeku A.ge: 20 Gender: Female Appearance: Ashley has long brown hair that hangs just below her shoulder blades. Her skin is pale and dirty. Her eyes are green. She stands at a medium height and is very thin from lack of food, since she can't find any. Her legs and arms are kind of long, but not so long to the point where it would seem weird. She has a pointed chin and a tiny nose. Personality: Ashley is a rather boring person at times, and needs a good reason to do a lot of things. She isn't a person to work in teams, and doesn't see the point in being with another person in this cold hell. Items: Ashley has one un-opened bottle of purified water, a small pocket knife for protection, a foot of white string, and a plastic bag. Bio: Ashley doesn't say a lot about herself. All anyone really knows is that she was born in Missouri, and had three siblings that aren't alive anymore.
Burritos, I dun likes tacos |
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| 05 Sep 2011 11:18 AM |
| (Amber, I suggest we begin now... Mostly all who've joined are online.) |
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