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9:32pm Aug 28 2010 (last edited on 9:44pm Aug 30 2010)
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Yeah. Its pretty much what the ti
tle says. The world has been struck by a deadly plague that rots your body from the inside out, mutating DNA as it cuts though you like acid. Once in the bloodstream the virus then flows though your body infecting everything, including the brain. After the virus hits the brain, one's mind will being to dissolve to mere thoughts of bloodlust. It will then become very clear that an individual has the virus. They have yellow bloodshot eyes, sickly green or bruise purple skin, and their teeth will decay in a way that they become jagged and very, very sharp. Very few people are immune to the virus and even fewer have the virus but can control their urges to kill. The world is quite empty, especially during midday hours. The heat the sun brings repels most 'Zombies' However, the Zombies have no fear of early and late hours of the day. The sunlight is not strong, therefore it wont harm them as much as midday sunlight. As for night, many people cower inside safe houses to keep away from the creatures as they flood the night air with their infected breath. Very few brave the night, for most fear what might happen to them. It is possible, that if the Zombies are hungry enough, will break into the safehouses to have a feast, making it a necessity to carry a weapon everywhere. Now, with so few uninfected people in this world, there are few to try and keep the human race alive. Maybe one day a cure will be found, and the virus' affect will be reversed and everything will be normal once again. Character Profile: Username: Name: Age: Gender: Status: (Infected; Immune; Uninfected; Controlled Infected) Weapons: Bio: Appearance: Rules and Whatnot Okay, this is a semi-lit to literal roleplay. You should all understand the rules, after all, they often apply to most roleplays. Just so everyone is clear, though, I will put down a few basics. -No GM or PP (Pretty much no killing without permission, same goes for infecting someone.) -Please use a type of OOC when out of chartacter -No textspeak whatsoever. I absolutly hate 'lol' 'jk' and any other textspeak. - No smileys. Just no. -Please rmail profiles to me. I like to keep the board as clean as possible~ -If needed I will add rules at any time.
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9:34pm Aug 28 2010
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((Ahhh!!! I'll post a bio when I have time later! :D))
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9:34pm Aug 28 2010 (last edited on 1:27am Sep 2 2010)
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Accepted Profiles: Username: IisSquiggy Name: Rin Yamaha Age: Seventeen Gender: Female Status: Controlled Infected Weapons: Two switchblades; Often uses physical combat Bio: Rin had been born into the average family, with the average house, and average income. Nothing was too special about her life, except Rin had been born blind. Because she was blind, her family constantly treated her as if she were a toddler. Every day if got worse for her, so eventually she ran away. Rin knew just how to handle herself. In fact, she had taught herself how to handle blades very well as well as fight off attackers with her bare fists. Life on the road was good, until the virus struck. Rin had been unexpectedly attacked, but managed to escape. Unfortunatly, the virus had gotten into her bloodstream causing her to become very sickly. Her strong spitit had broken the urge to attack others, but because the virus mutated her DNA, Rin gained the ability to see. She now travels around helping the immune get to safer places. Appearance: Shoulder length black hair cut razor-style, odd purple eyes, pale almost gray skin (due to the infection), a black miniskirt, a steelblue tank top covered mostly by a black sleeveless hoodie, steelblue and black striped thigh-high socks, and black steel-toed boots.
Username: IisSquiggy Name: Spazz E. Carter (He cannot remember his first name, only his nickname.) Age: Sixteen Gender: Male Status: Immune Weapons: A double barreled shotgun; A golf club (Only if theres no ammo for the shotgun) Bio: Spazz had been born with several mental diseases, such as ADHD and Schizophrenia His life was quite troublesome. Because of his conditions, Spazz developed a paranoia of everything... ESPECIALLY toasters. No one really knows why hes so scared of toasters. He just is. When the virus struck, it left him alone to fend off the Zombies, due to his parents dying soon after being infected. In fact, it was Spazz who had defeated his parents, and it was because of this he felt he could trust no one, but the voices in his head. Spazz moves quickly from one place to another, not wanting to be caught by anyone. His paranoia and hyperactivity are probably the reason he's alive today. Appearance: Messy brown hair, one green eye and one brown eye, healthy (for the most part) peach colored skin, tan somewhat baggy pants, a black t-shirt comepletely covered (most of the time) by a thick sage green jacket, hood lined with light brown fur, and normal dark brown tennis shoes. Username: Grayvs Name: Stuart J. Mallory Age: 26. Gender: Male Status: Uninfected. Weapons: A tire iron. Bio: There isn't much to say, he lived a normal life without incident. He had a mother, a father, and a sister. For personal reasons he moved away from them a long time ago, and opened up a motorcycle repair shop in the middle of nowhere. It's only now, with the threat of his death-- death that will most likely lead to him stalking others just as the undead stalk him-- that he misses the life he never thought he could have. Appearance: Shaggy long brown hair, and gray eyes. Stuarts skin is a dull, flat color of pinkish yellow. He's well built with wide shoulders and considers himself average. His large hands are usually covered in callouses and blisters. He's missing the pinky finger on his right hand. Attire: T-shirts and jeans are fine with Stuart. He finds flannel comfortable, tapes his knuckles, and likes to wear heavy work jackets. Username: Todeo (Pheer me!) Name: Lanen Kyler Age: 19 Gender: female Status: Uninfected...or is she?... Weapons: She'll use anything from her double blades to a spoon. Sledge hammers, crowbars, icepicks, etc Bio: Normal life until the past year, when her family became infected. The little ones died, but her parents...she shudders to think of it. She seemed to go off the deep end after that, prefering conversations with the dead fly on the wall-or the wall itself...or the shrubbery-as to other people. She very rarely speaks sense, but her hearts in the right place. She's always afraid that people will leave her, so she tries not to get too close to anyone. Username: Shadowolf Name: Ellen “Ellie” Kissaine Age: 16 Gender: Female Status: Controlled Infected Weapons: An old whale harpoon. Bio: Ellen was born in Transylvania. She lived there for thirteen years until her parents were forced to move due to money issues. Mainly, Ellie lived a normal life until the virus began. Her parents were both killed off by zombies, but her 8-year-old sister, Katie, had strangely grown an immunity to the virus. Ellie travelled with Katie, acting as her protector, until one day Ellen was infected by one of the zombies. Ellie struggled trying to find out what to do, so she left Katie in an unoccupied safehouse until the horrible bloodlust kicked in. Ellie still believes Katie is alive, quite aware of her younger sister’s immunity to the virus, and searches for her although she can’t remember where she left Katie. Appearance: Ellie is quite tall for her age. She has long, slim, legs and arms. She’s rather quick on her feet, especially with the aid of her slender legs. Her jet black hair falls to her chest and is usually kept in a ponytail, kept together by a tight pink bow. If not, there’s a black bandana, ***embled into a headband, wrapped around her head. Her eyes are an extremely pale blue and her skin is also quite pale. Also, she has two leather arm bands with a silver buckle on both arms. Ellie usually wears strange mummy-like bindings along her arms and a black t-shirt. Black leggings and a pair of worn down jean shorts that reach her knees. Black leather belt in which she holds her whale harpoon. She also wears a pair of black buckled boots that are surprisingly quite comfortable to run in. Silver dog tag worn around her neck with an “X” ined on it. Username: Scourge88
Name: Jacoby (doesn’t tell anyone his full name, in fact he barely remembers it anymore)
Age: 20
Gender: Male
Status: Immune
Weapons: Chainsaw, 2 pythons(pistols, not snakes) and then anything he could get his hands on
Bio: Born into quiet a normal life, but unfortunately, growing up he had to deal with his father not really being around, or drunk(and violent) when he was around. He’s really untrusting and untrustworthy himself, and usually needs be kept a close eye on being as he is so unpredictable. Also has slight ADHD. His first brush with the zombie disease was when he was visiting his mother to find her dead, her skin the same discolored kind as the zombies had, but at this point the had no idea what was going on. When he realized just what was going on with the zombie disease, he gathered up anything that was extremely important, and took off to find somewhere safe from the shocking plague
Appearance: Spiky medium length black hair, pale skin and bright light blue eyes, a little taller than most, but still an average-ish height, long arms and a relatively thin body.
In terms of clothing, always has on black jeans, black and white converse shoes, and one or two pocket chains. Also always wearing a belt with silver colored bullets along the length, a watch and a gray/blue small backpack for supplies.
Username: Scourge88
Name: Reverend S. Twitch
Age: 24
Gender: Male
Status: Uninfected, believes he’s immune
Weapons: Axe and a machete at the moment
Bio: Though still pretty young, he’s been through a lot. As a kid he was almost never inside, always out and getting in trouble. He was forced to grow up pretty fast, and accidentally had a child at a young age with a young woman. He ended up marrying the girl, but her and the young child were killed in a car crash. That incident resulted in him turning alcohol to ease a lot of pain he was bottling up inside. Has a surprisingly light heart and a huge sense of humor, and is really good when it comes to wriggling his way out of problems (and an odd love llama’s.)
Appearance: Medium length hair that’s brown at the roots, and the tips are bleach blonde, and it’s usually very messy and shaggy. Also has pale skin. Acid green colored eyes. He’s thin and short, which results in him looking small next to an average person, but he’s surprisingly tough when needed to be. His axe is always swung over his back when not in use, as it has a strap he tapped onto it, and the machete is always holstered loosely onto the side of his leg by the handle. Likes to wear white sunglas.ses whenever he can.
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9:35pm Aug 28 2010
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((All right! 8D I didn't expect a reply so soon~ Take your time. Don't want to rush. ))
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10:47pm Aug 28 2010
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((Bump))
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12:50pm Aug 29 2010
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((Bump))
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10:47pm Aug 29 2010
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((Bump))
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11:29pm Aug 29 2010
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((C'mon! There are ZOMBIES in this roleplay, for pete's sake. Please join? D; ))
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8:25pm Aug 30 2010 (last edited on 8:29pm Aug 30 2010)
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((Bump. Join or the Zombies are sure to get you. D; ))
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8:28pm Aug 30 2010
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((Teehee. Lost this. How come you bumped it when I had to get off the computer? LOL I'll bookmark it so I dont lose it between now and the next time Im on. Gahl, but I hate fillin out bios. XD))
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8:32pm Aug 30 2010
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((Haha. I kept losing it as well. I had to go on a safari to look for it. XD I dunno... I just bumped it whenever it got too far away or low. Yay, m'kay. :3 Woo for bio-hating!... I guess. XD ))
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9:57pm Aug 30 2010
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[[Okay. Weee. zombies. More people do need to join though.]]
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10:17pm Aug 30 2010
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((Yesh. More people do. You know anyone who might? Cause I don't... D; ))
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5:43pm Aug 31 2010 (last edited on 5:47pm Aug 31 2010)
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(( -kicks board to bump it- Might end up starting the roleplay soon, just to get it started. Maybe then people will be motivated to join.))
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6:33pm Aug 31 2010
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10:52pm Aug 31 2010
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((Feel free to lurk. Here. Have a cookie for lurking. :D -holds out a try of cookies- Anyway, Im gonna start this roleplay up... Just gimme time for my intro... It may be long. ._. ))
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11:39pm Aug 31 2010 (last edited on 11:44pm Aug 31 2010)
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Rin's purple eyes scanned the surrounding area before heading off in a random direction. Her footsteps were fast-paced as she snaked her way though the seemingly empty city. Her hair blew back as she ran against the wind. Being against the wind allowed her to heighten her senses of what might lie ahead, after all, she was downwind of everything else... unless there was something behind her. But she had nothing to worry about. Rin was one of the few who can walk around without being attacked by Zombies. One might wonder why she was in such a hurry if she didn't have anything to worry about, and that was simple... She was hungry. If Rin didn't get the food she needed, then she would be unable to control her urges to kill. So she hurried to the nearest crowd of buildings in the vast city. This city had once been a great, well populated city of fun. Neon lights would have lighted your way at anytime during the night, there was always some sort of party somewhere, people would come from all over just to visit this city. Now adays, few lights were glowing in the night hours, parties had ceased to exist, and the population in the city was slim to none. All the once grand hotels and buildings looked much like they had caught the sickness themselves. It was quite sad, really. Rin headed through the empty, debris-flooded streets, looking at each building carefully. Eventually she picked one out that seemed to be the safest, and hold most possibility for food. It was actually quite a grand building, it had been one of the most expensive of the hotels in the city, due to its brilliant designing, and the water show out front. Now it was nothing more than a mere skeleton of what it once was. The water for the water show was gray with filth, the walls were cracked, and in various places inside, the wallpaper was chipping. The once grand furniture was horribly damaged or just plain broken. Such a sad-looking hotel. The teenager picked her way through the crumbling halls, heading to the kitchen. There was no doubt that whatever she found here was bound to be worth it. Even if she found only chocolate... It was bound to be gourmet, right? Eventually, Rin came to the dining hall. Its once regal appearance, like the rest of the building, no longer held its beautiful appeal. The large crystal chandelier was now smashed on the ground, bits of crystal scattered everywhere. Rin's eyes looked over the mess with sadness, and came to a rest on the double doors that led to the kitchen. They no longer hung to their hinges, and just sad lazily propped against the walls. Stepping into the kitchen, Rin's purple eyes ran lightly over the thousands of cupboards. "Yeah. Im defiantly going to find something here..." She muttered to herself with a smirk, and went about scouring the area for food. It wasn't long after she started her search, did Rin begin to smell something odd. Because she was infected, her senses had been heightened and she could detect living things easily. What could possibly be living in this room? Whatever it was, Rin didn't want to find until she had gotten something to eat. A couple more minutes pas.sed, and Rin had managed to find a pack of beef jerky. Rather odd food to find in such a 'fancy' hotel, but whatever. It was food. She took a few hungry bites out of the jerky before realizing the scent had gotten stronger. She looked around, but saw nothing. "Odd..." She muttered before continuing her search. Upon opening another cupboard, something screamed. They screamed loud. "Holy geez!" Rin yelped, startled. She hadn't been expecting that. Inside the large cupboard sat a rather stressed looking guy. His hair was nothing but a shaggy brown mess, and his different colored eyes were wide with fear. In his shaking hands he held a double-barreled shotgun close. "Don't come closer. Leave me be." He said, shaking. Rin raised a brow at him. He seemed to have serious issues. Very serious. "Dude, why are you hiding there?" She asked. Though it was unnoticeable, she was fighting an urge to attack the guy. But her control over the urge easily overpowered it, making it easier to at least talk to him. The boy didn't reply to Rin, just sat there and gripped his head, pressuring it as if he were in pain. After a moment, he looked at Rin once again. "W-what do you want?" He asked, voice somewhat shaky. Rin shrugged. "I dunno... Maybe I want to know why you're in that cupboard. C'mon. get out of there. Im not going to hurt you." She chimed, taking another bite of the jerky. He seemed to consider it for awhile before getting out of the cupboard. "Well... I guess I should introduce myself... But I can't even remember my own name... So just call me Spazz." He muttered, still holding the shotgun close. Rin stood there baffled. This guy did have issues. "Okay then..." She muttered. "Well Im Rin. And you better hope you didn't attract any attention with that little scream of yours." She said, before continuing to search the kitchen. ((Brownie for anyone who guesses the city right~ -places out a tray of brownies- ))
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12:23am Sep 1 2010
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ooc; Ohh, I think I'll join now. :3 *Works on bio* I'm gonna try a totally new character for this. :o
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12:48am Sep 1 2010
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((Sweet. :D I'll be online for awhile, so take all the time you need. New characters are always fun to try out~ ))
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9:53pm Sep 1 2010
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ooc; I'll post when I can. *Working on homework*
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