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Zombie Apocalypse RP Game
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Oak Milk
Kill Hungry Thirsty Dead
Jack reaches the pile of debris just in time, the zombies spot him and make a rush at him, however the pile of debris does give Jack the advantage. Jack quickly disposes of the first two zombies who try to climb the debris with his sword, laying open the head of one and decapitating the other. However the third zombie has moved round the pile of debris and has flanked Jack, without room to swing his sword Jack pulls out his knife and shoves it square in the zombie's head. "Gah, disgusting creatures!" He jumps off the pile of debris, only to spot in the distance three men in the middle fo the street. "Wha? Who are they? Why would they be standing in the middle of the street like that anyway?" In saying so Jack quickly rushes to the alley behind the apartment block right next to him and wraps himself in his cloak to prevent detection. "I don't know who they are, I may just follow them for now and determine whether I can trust them or not."
OCC: that's it :3
Ok, then so let's enter in the aparment
(hears a voice)
Hm? i heard a voice or i'm going crazy?
OCC: Also guys, i want to ask you this, you want the RP never ending or with ending?
Oak Milk
Kill Hungry Thirsty Dead
OCC: an ending eventually but for now we should just keep up with the story i think.
Jack notices the tallest one looking around in his direction, however the cloak he wears aids in his undetection.
'9 times out of times 10 people don't see what they aren't looking for,' he mused to himself.
Jack notices the tallest one looking around in his direction, however the cloak he wears aids in his undetection.
'9 times out of times 10 people don't see what they aren't looking for,' he mused to himself.
Fruit
Brrraaaaaiiiinnnnsss
Me looks down the alley next to the apartment.
"It looks suspicious down here. "
I start to walk down the ally very slowly, ax in hand. Then I spot something that doesn't look quite right.
*Knodges the are with the back of my ax*
To my surprise it comes to life as a human emerges.
"It looks suspicious down here. "
I start to walk down the ally very slowly, ax in hand. Then I spot something that doesn't look quite right.
*Knodges the are with the back of my ax*
To my surprise it comes to life as a human emerges.
OCC: Mind if I join? And do you mind if I put a slight sci-fi twist in? (not a huge one, just genetic engineering n' stuff)
EDIT: just to clarify, only to introduce my character and provide a possible explanation for the apocalypse.
EDIT: just to clarify, only to introduce my character and provide a possible explanation for the apocalypse.
Oak Milk
Kill Hungry Thirsty Dead
"Damn it" Jack rolls away from his discoverer and draws his sword pointing and wavering the tip to mesmerise his foe. Although upon a glance he realises it is one of the survivors he saw, small with brown hair, it puts Jack slightly off balance and he asks the question somewhat suprisedly "who are you?"
Oak Milk
Kill Hungry Thirsty Dead
"Mine is Jack, Jack Roberts". Quickly Jack realises that this was going to get ugly fast, both weapons had their advantage but if the fight went on long enough the axe would win out by the sheer weight of it raining down upon him. Deciding that a more peaceful aproach is needed Jack sheathe's his sword in a gesture of peace. "I mean you no harm, I saw you and wanted to avoid an intial conflict like this."
Looking behind the counter, she had successfully found a key. She didn't know which door it was for, though, as its label had been peeled off. She clenched it in her fist, then put it into her left jacket pocket.
Before she could head back upstairs, she suddenly found someone rushing down the stairs...
A person, who had looked to be a young man, dashing.
Hika didn't quite know what to do. All she did was stay still, staring at the man on the stairs, unaware of what was about to happen next.
JKangaroo
Your Local, Neighborhood Marsupial
Nothing was going according to plan.
A simple reconnaissance mission, and nothing more.
I was supposed to be in, and out of that apartment flat quickly, and quietly. I just couldn't afford another wasted minute...
My supplies were just too low...
And yet... A voice in the back of my mind; that simple voice of humanity, was whispering its soft melody.
With a face hidden in shadow by the light of my hood, my identity shielded,
I had brandished my old pickaxe in my right hand.
I had taken a step toward the young girl.
"Who are you, and what are you doing here." I scowled.
However, the girl seemed incapable of speech, standing still, an expression as pale as that of a ghost.
I clenched my fist in frustration at the situation.
And yet again, my plans would seemingly change for the worse; at least, in that single, initial spark.
A terrible gunshot ran out across, what felt like miles of the desolate city; a shockwave of echos showing just how truly pitiful this ruin of civilization had truly become...
I swore under my breath...
Whoever had used that pistol must have been out to kill us, known we had been there, it was all a set-up;
For with that single gunshot... I knew we would soon be swarmed by the marauding hordes of Walkers from the streets below.
Before I took my action, I started deeply into the young girls eyes; a mix of fear and emotion could be seen in her face.
"She seems lost, and scared. She probably won't be as dangerous as that other man, whom I had seen running back into the distance toward another roll of apartments; I could take her down..."
I shook my head. "She seems unarmed," I had told myself.
I was torn; and yet, I knew time was running short.
Darting toward the girl, I yelled,
"THIS WAY!."
I gripped the girls wrist and ran back up into the stairwell.
My Destination: The top apartment of that block.
The building was not safe any longer
... But at least on the upper floors, no Walker could make it up the stairwell;
and whoever who had fired that shot, or any other bandit or survivor, would not find us.
I ran, dragging her behind me.
I didn't know what to expect from this girl.
I didn't quite know myself what I was doing.
However,my destiny was somehow intertwined with that girls in that single, crucial moment.
I didn't know...
In fact.
I would never know... What was in store...
In this Apocalyptic future.
A simple reconnaissance mission, and nothing more.
I was supposed to be in, and out of that apartment flat quickly, and quietly. I just couldn't afford another wasted minute...
My supplies were just too low...
And yet... A voice in the back of my mind; that simple voice of humanity, was whispering its soft melody.
With a face hidden in shadow by the light of my hood, my identity shielded,
I had brandished my old pickaxe in my right hand.
I had taken a step toward the young girl.
"Who are you, and what are you doing here." I scowled.
However, the girl seemed incapable of speech, standing still, an expression as pale as that of a ghost.
I clenched my fist in frustration at the situation.
And yet again, my plans would seemingly change for the worse; at least, in that single, initial spark.
A terrible gunshot ran out across, what felt like miles of the desolate city; a shockwave of echos showing just how truly pitiful this ruin of civilization had truly become...
I swore under my breath...
Whoever had used that pistol must have been out to kill us, known we had been there, it was all a set-up;
For with that single gunshot... I knew we would soon be swarmed by the marauding hordes of Walkers from the streets below.
Before I took my action, I started deeply into the young girls eyes; a mix of fear and emotion could be seen in her face.
"She seems lost, and scared. She probably won't be as dangerous as that other man, whom I had seen running back into the distance toward another roll of apartments; I could take her down..."
I shook my head. "She seems unarmed," I had told myself.
I was torn; and yet, I knew time was running short.
Darting toward the girl, I yelled,
"THIS WAY!."
I gripped the girls wrist and ran back up into the stairwell.
My Destination: The top apartment of that block.
The building was not safe any longer
... But at least on the upper floors, no Walker could make it up the stairwell;
and whoever who had fired that shot, or any other bandit or survivor, would not find us.
I ran, dragging her behind me.
I didn't know what to expect from this girl.
I didn't quite know myself what I was doing.
However,my destiny was somehow intertwined with that girls in that single, crucial moment.
I didn't know...
In fact.
I would never know... What was in store...
In this Apocalyptic future.
Shinyshark
Professional innuendo creator/finder.
It's time... *Opens the door and trips, falls down seven stairs on the end of his gun. The gun shoots accidently because it landed on the trigger and penetrates my bones, I lie on the ground bleeding to death when a piece of rubble from the roof falls on my head. I am ded*
(I can't play here anymore because I'm way too busy)
(I can't play here anymore because I'm way too busy)
)*
Mooglie
The Local Cow
OCC: OH LOOK I WOKE UP.
I awake to see 3 other faces. One by the name of Bill, Richard and Jack. I wave and say hi... I don't know whether to be happy or scared to see other survivors. I think to myself there MUST be more in the city just... alone. Or maybe they have formed groups too. I can't help but think of my family, back in England, have they survived? Has the infection even reached them yet? Ergh... Too many thoughts and emotions whizz throughout my brain, like a whirlpool if anything.
I feel faint... My vision is getting blurry... I can't die like th-.. *faints*
OCC: Yes, faint not die. I will awake when I have the time to post again x3
I awake to see 3 other faces. One by the name of Bill, Richard and Jack. I wave and say hi... I don't know whether to be happy or scared to see other survivors. I think to myself there MUST be more in the city just... alone. Or maybe they have formed groups too. I can't help but think of my family, back in England, have they survived? Has the infection even reached them yet? Ergh... Too many thoughts and emotions whizz throughout my brain, like a whirlpool if anything.
I feel faint... My vision is getting blurry... I can't die like th-.. *faints*
OCC: Yes, faint not die. I will awake when I have the time to post again x3
After Hika met the young man, he sneered at her with an angry voice. "Who are you, and what are you doing here!?"
She continued to stand there, unknowing of what to do. Suddenly, to make matters worse, there was a sudden gunshot coming from outside the building.
"Dammit..." The man swore under his breath, knowing the fate of staying in the open. He grabbed Hika, leading her upstairs. "This way!"
She still seemed clueless of the situation, but now a little less afraid. The man didn't attempt to kill her, unlike the previous survivors she had seen who had instantly killed other people.
As they raced up the stairs, they soon reached what seemed to be the top floor of the building. The man, continuing to drag Hika with him, rushed into the room and then securely blocked the door.
She tried to process the situation: the man's arrival, a gunshot, suddenly upstairs. She needed to say her thanks, but couldn't bring herself to speak. She cleared her throat, sighed, then looked at the man.
"Thank you." Her voice was clear at first, but weakened as she spoke. That seemed to be all she could say at that moment.
But, she still doesn't know this man. She was still afraid, but knew that he was probably not going to kill her; at least, she hoped he wasn't going to.
She continued to stand there, unknowing of what to do. Suddenly, to make matters worse, there was a sudden gunshot coming from outside the building.
"Dammit..." The man swore under his breath, knowing the fate of staying in the open. He grabbed Hika, leading her upstairs. "This way!"
She still seemed clueless of the situation, but now a little less afraid. The man didn't attempt to kill her, unlike the previous survivors she had seen who had instantly killed other people.
As they raced up the stairs, they soon reached what seemed to be the top floor of the building. The man, continuing to drag Hika with him, rushed into the room and then securely blocked the door.
She tried to process the situation: the man's arrival, a gunshot, suddenly upstairs. She needed to say her thanks, but couldn't bring herself to speak. She cleared her throat, sighed, then looked at the man.
"Thank you." Her voice was clear at first, but weakened as she spoke. That seemed to be all she could say at that moment.
But, she still doesn't know this man. She was still afraid, but knew that he was probably not going to kill her; at least, she hoped he wasn't going to.
Oak Milk
Kill Hungry Thirsty Dead
*Jack moves to help Bill*
"My name is Jack Roberts, let us hope together we can find a way out of this apocalypse."
"Ricky, keep an eye out for any zombies around, we don't wanna get caught here in the open unawares."
"My name is Jack Roberts, let us hope together we can find a way out of this apocalypse."
"Ricky, keep an eye out for any zombies around, we don't wanna get caught here in the open unawares."
Name: ???
Last Name: ???
Nickname (optional): Scar
Gender: Male
Age (near 18-60, not a 12 child): 19 (only 15 months old, but with genetic engineering, is the equivalent of a 19 yr. old)
Equipment (weapons and that stuff): katana, 2 combat knives, M82A1 SASR sniper rifle with scope and silencer
Physical Appearance: Pale and skinny looking, but fit. Dark raven-haired, extremely dark eyes. Wearing faded jeans, worn T-shirt
Location: The ruins of a lab
Skills: Genetically engineered, silent killer/subtle/stealthy, can wield sharp melee weapons and snipers/pistols well
Supplies: 3 rounds of ammo for sniper, bottle of water.
Nationality: U.S.
Backpack: Small
Don’t worry guys, I’m not creating a super-character or anything.
Intro (in the past):
Fear…pain…I wake in a semi-comatose haze. I blink and everything thing suddenly zooms into perspective. I note the machines I am hooked to, the tubes in my arms. I take in the man looming above me, masked face, black gloves, brown cloak.... “Ah yes, you are awake,” he says. His voice seems to be coming through a long tunnel. “In the past years, humanity has utterly ravaged the planet. Natural resources have been destroyed, the environment decimated. In order for the planet to survive, civilization as we know it must be destroyed. There will be an apocalypse. You will survive it. You were designed faster, stronger, smarter, than an average human.” A machine starts beeping and I feel a cold liquid seeping into my arm. As I lose consciousness he bends over and whispers in my ear, “You are the future of humanity.”
OCC: ./endscifi
Last Name: ???
Nickname (optional): Scar
Gender: Male
Age (near 18-60, not a 12 child): 19 (only 15 months old, but with genetic engineering, is the equivalent of a 19 yr. old)
Equipment (weapons and that stuff): katana, 2 combat knives, M82A1 SASR sniper rifle with scope and silencer
Physical Appearance: Pale and skinny looking, but fit. Dark raven-haired, extremely dark eyes. Wearing faded jeans, worn T-shirt
Location: The ruins of a lab
Skills: Genetically engineered, silent killer/subtle/stealthy, can wield sharp melee weapons and snipers/pistols well
Supplies: 3 rounds of ammo for sniper, bottle of water.
Nationality: U.S.
Backpack: Small
Don’t worry guys, I’m not creating a super-character or anything.
Intro (in the past):
Fear…pain…I wake in a semi-comatose haze. I blink and everything thing suddenly zooms into perspective. I note the machines I am hooked to, the tubes in my arms. I take in the man looming above me, masked face, black gloves, brown cloak.... “Ah yes, you are awake,” he says. His voice seems to be coming through a long tunnel. “In the past years, humanity has utterly ravaged the planet. Natural resources have been destroyed, the environment decimated. In order for the planet to survive, civilization as we know it must be destroyed. There will be an apocalypse. You will survive it. You were designed faster, stronger, smarter, than an average human.” A machine starts beeping and I feel a cold liquid seeping into my arm. As I lose consciousness he bends over and whispers in my ear, “You are the future of humanity.”
OCC: ./endscifi