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Creative Arts and Media => Roleplay => Fun RP => Topic started by: SadDubwool on October 18, 2016, 04:32:35 AM
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It all started with the reports of a guy going crazy and attacking a friend, This was simply swept unde the rug as "Another Psychopath harms somebody" Suddenly entire cities toppled to the unstoppable and insatiable hunger of the undead hordes... New york fell within a week of the first contact and most of the nation was soon to follow and eventually the entire world would be in a fight of survival that would cause once plentiful cities to become desolate hellscapes and beautiful plains to shift into brutal warzones
The very little government that is left has stationed itself in sectors, refugees flood in almost hourly and sectors fall even quicker.... Eventually they stopped taking refugees altogether leaving many to brave the now reclaimed wilderness... The once proud skyscrapers have became little more then reminders of a much easier time in human history.
You are quite possibly one of the few left of this cities population... And you will need to face insurmountable odds to make sure you don't become the next meal for a... "Former resident"
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Rules and Information:
*Romance is allowed, albeit very PG in depiction (Don't go too extreme people)
*No wanton killing of other posters
*Language is allowed both of the vulgar and foreign kind but please note that:
=If you happen to be using another language, please translate it within your post
=Although vulgarity is allowed please keep it to a minimum usage
*No mary sues or overcompensating weaponry
*Yes, you can be in a sector but you should ask me first.
*Gore <although unavoidable in such a situation> should be toned down abit.
*You can make more then one character, and should feel free to kill them off at any point
*Yes, you can be Raiders or Looters but don't think you won't face the government soldiers in certain situations
<Enjoy your stay>
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Name: Cinder
Species: Coyote/Cat/Kestrel
Age: 18
Gender: doesn't matter
Height: 5'1"
Outfit: A black, zip-up hoodie from a long-closed haunted house where he used to work, a dark T-shirt, and dirty jeans ripped along the bottom from walking on them for so long.
Weaponry: A baseball bat with screws and nails and other random sharp objects hammered half way into the end. Also just has some pretty sharp teeth and talons in a real pinch.
Bio: Separated from their family during a riot in their home town, they were talked into coming to the city with a group of friends with plans of undead-slaying glory during the beginning of the outbreak. They were all so young and naïve. Needless to say that ragtag little group didn't last long and pretty soon, between death and deserters, they found themself alone again, only this time stranded in a city that they barely knew with nothing but a hodgepodge weapon and their skittish tendancies to keep them alive.
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Name: Rayleonarde "Ray" Blackburn
Species: Raccoon
Age: 20
Gender: Male
Height: 6' 3''
Outfit: A light-blue button-up shirt with a white undershirt, black slacks. No shoes.
Weaponry: A kitchen knife
Bio: Ray was turned away at the evac centers, and now simply tries to survive in the city.
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Name:Jonathan Boone
Species:Crow
Age:32
Gender:Male
Height:6'9
Outfit:Below (No balaclava) Although it is armor, it still hold no effectiveness against undead bites whatsoever
Weapon:Snubnosed Taurus 66, Old machete (Brittle, yet effective at what it does)
Bio:A Fromer rancher back in Arizona, Jonathan witheld the burden of a family of liars and theives and enjoyed a solitary experience on his family ranch... Until the outbreak started causing him to flee the ranch for any large city that he'd hopefully find allies Within... He served in sector 9 for a while until it fell in an outbreak, he might as well be the last Sector 9 survivor out there
Post Merge: October 20, 2016, 04:07:59 AM
(I give permission to start, hopefully this'll pick up a few more people...)
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Ray woke up in the rear seat of a sedan, and quietly checked the windows. He didn't see any infected nearby, at least none that would give him any trouble, and started out of the car. "Just one more day."