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Post by Ɲoquisi on Jul 13, 2012 11:23:25 GMT -5
Apertesa, a research facility in the Savannah desert, was studying a super virus that caused sickness from the virus to spread three times as fast as before, making catching the sickness possible in as small as three hours. Death from this virus happened in most cases at the sixth hour. Some cases were immune, others just had it in their system and it never activated unless they spread it to someone else. Most cases that caught this virus, though, died.
But it was never tested on humans. That is, until it was released. When this virus was released, it spread very quickly. Over half the world's population were already speeding to hospitals by the tenth hour, and by the eleventh, three billion people were lying dead on the streets. This continued until almost all the world was purged of humans. By the thirtieth hour, there were less than a thousand people left.
But, just like the animals, there were some immune and some people that just had it in their system.
Others just never caught it. You see, it's spread by air, by someone who already has the virus in their system. But, it was rumored through the last people on Earth that Apertesa had a secret paradise under the ocean that was free of the Disease and couldn't be penetrated by it.
But how would the last people on Earth know of this paradise if all the scientists at Apertesa died? Was this all the part of a master plan? BIO SKELETON: Name: Age: (15-25) Gender: Personality: Rank: (Infected but not Active, Immune, or Didn't Catch) Other: Crush: Appearance: (Anime or Real, it doesn't matter.) RULES: 1. No godmodding. That's a no-no. 2. Don't just post in "ooc's." Unless you have a REAL reason, like a catch up or a question. 3. Keep swearing blacked out, like with ***'s. Only if you have to swear, though. 3 1/2. If you read the rules, put "Kylarad" in the "Other" section of the bio. 4. Any admins or mods that join have equal say over decisions that I can make, like kicking someone if they misbehave. 5. Have fun. New ideas are encouraged for keeping the plot rolling. 6. If you want your person to bring a pet along, go for it. Just don't get crazy with really obscure animals. MY BIOS: Name: Katie Markus Age: 16 Gender: Female Personality: Katie is a leader. She refuses to let others run her life, and will be one of the first people to say her ideas and what she thinks should happen. Katie loves talking to people and is sorta a flirt when you get down to the basics. She's a smooth talker and is a great fighter in hand-to-hand combat. Rank: Immune Other: Kylarad. And her brother is Jack. Crush: Open. Appearance: Name: Jack Markus Age: 21 Gender: Male Personality: Jack is the opposite of his sister. He is awkward and a follower, the shy, quiet side of him winning over most of the time. When he does open his mouth, though, the words are either important or comforting. He is a great person to come talk to if you want someone to listen, and Jack really knows his stuff with weapons, for his dad was a gun freak. Jack loves animals and is great with them, his pet dog, Fry, following along with him and his sister. Rank: Didn't Catch Other: Kylarad. Crush: Open. Appearance: (This is his dog, Fry: )
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Post by Sunny on Jul 13, 2012 11:55:05 GMT -5
Name: Dr. Josh Johnson- that's Dr. Johnson to you. Age: (15-25) 24 Gender: male Personality: Josh is full of himself. He's arrogant and no one really likes him except maybe himself. He's constantly sarcastic and rarely agreeable. He doesn't play well with others, but he does have a few good traits. For one, he is a medical doctor and he pretty much doesn't care what anyone else thinks, which is good considering his profession. If he thinks you should be stabbed with a needle, he does it, no questions asked. And he's usually right, which will probably irk everyone else since he's so cocky. Rank: (Infected but not Active, Immune, or Didn't Catch) didn't catch. . . yet. . . Other: Kylarad. I think that's it. Crush: possibly himself. Appearance: (Anime or Real, it doesn't matter.) Josh has dark hair and grey eyes. He's tall, skinny and wears glasses. Your typical nerd. img3.visualizeus.com/thumbs/fa/54/black,and,white,glasses,guy,photography-fa542cea05d897ee0882b26bd0e74d2e_h.jpg?width=400
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Post by Andraste on Jul 13, 2012 13:03:14 GMT -5
Name: Robin J. Moore Age: 19 Gender: Female Personality:At first glance Robin is a sweet innocent girl. It’s once you get to know her that the real fun begins. She’s energetic, happy, and full of ideas. She’s up for just about any adventure or idea you can come up with. Once you’ve made it into her friend zone she’s still the caring girl and she’ll try to cheer you up anytime you need. She’s also a bit of a smart aleck but only to joke and never if it really starts to upset someone. She’s just there for a good time. Now she’s happy, caring and all that other good stuff until you threaten her friends, family, or charges. Then you get the claws. Robin most defiantly has a temper and you do not want to see that. Like ever, ever. She’s not afraid to get her hands dirty in order to protect her friends. The only thing that she has a problem is seeing. She's blind. So she has a seeing-eye-puppy named Koda that fallows her everywhere and lets her know what's going on. Rank: Infected but not Active Other: Kylarad Crush: open Appearance: (i'll add Koda's pic later)
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Post by Ɲoquisi on Jul 13, 2012 14:17:28 GMT -5
Both are accepted. Thank you for reading the rules. Haha.
We'll wait another day for Yanah, Scorch, and anyone else if they want to join.
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Post by ƴanaϦ on Jul 13, 2012 14:18:48 GMT -5
Name: Talia Age: (15-25) 20 Gender: Female Personality: To protect herself she's very secluded. It takes quite a bit to coax something out of her, but it's fairly easy to spark her temper. It's not that she's shy, more like reserved. She doesn't let herself get close to anyone because those people might die, making life harder for her. She's the kind of all-around kick butt commando you'd want to play paintball with, as long as she was on your team of course. She's the type of person who always has a weapon on hand. Raising your hands in surrender paints a bigger target on you than if you had your hands in your pockets. Rank: (Infected but not Active, Immune, or Didn't Catch) Immune but she doesn't know it Other: Kylarad Crush: No oneeeee Appearance: nexuswallz.com/wp-content/main/2012_02/girl-sword-and-gun.jpg((Wait so do the dead come back as zombies?))
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Post by Ɲoquisi on Jul 13, 2012 17:01:30 GMT -5
They will not come back as brain eating zombies, but some of the people who are not killed by the virus will have to fight boil-covered men and woman whose limbs were eaten/destroyed by the disease, giving them horrible shapes and a taste for flesh. :T So, uh, people-eating zombies.
Oh, and accepted. We'll wait until tomorrow, then I'll start the role playing.
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Post by Sunny on Jul 13, 2012 17:02:38 GMT -5
sounds like good times
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Post by Ɲoquisi on Jul 13, 2012 17:04:25 GMT -5
Hahaha. Indeed.
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Post by ƴanaϦ on Jul 13, 2012 17:21:45 GMT -5
Seriously Sunny. Your character and mine will not get along.
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Post by Sunny on Jul 13, 2012 17:27:41 GMT -5
That's fine. Tension is good for a role play, plus you won't kill him since he's the only doctor.
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Post by Vilkodanto/Elektra on Jul 13, 2012 21:58:53 GMT -5
Name: Matvey (Mat) Age: 23 Gender: Male Personality: has a bubbly, energetic personality. He tries to solve problems as peacefully as possible, but isn't afraid to use violence if it's needed. In times of do or die, he tends to do, no matter who it will hurt. He makes an extended attempt at befriending everyone. He's the one that will attempt to raise the group's moral when it's low. Rank: Immune Other: Kylarad! Crush: None Appearance: Can't find a pic right now, we'll see. Tall, jet black hair, blue eyes... That's all i can think of right now... That's subject to change at any point when i a) find a suitable picture or b) get more creative... Pet: Red Fox His fox, Copper, (Not after the user on this site, but after a fox my bro named) is rather small and tends to rest on his shoulders.
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Post by Ɲoquisi on Jul 14, 2012 11:49:05 GMT -5
ooc; Accepted. Let's begin.
IC;
Katie swept her long, black hair out of her dark eyes as she climbed the fire ladder of her apartment building. On the top, a few sparse pieces of furniture lay on the concrete, like a couch, a large tin, and blankets and pillows. Her brother, Jack, lay on the couch with an arm draped over his eyes, pretending to sleep. "Come on, Jack. We're moving on today. We need to see if other people are alive." She said, kicking the couch.
Jack stood up, his tall figure towering over Katie, and he nodded, grabbing a backpack from behind the couch. He handed Katie a satchel and she slid it over her shoulders while Jack looked out over the city. Cars lay in the streets, shells of bombed out buildings had crumpled onto the ground, and trash littered the ground from the mass hysteria from the Disease. It was the third week since it all started, and since then, nothing had happened other than the fires burning themselves out.
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Post by ƴanaϦ on Jul 14, 2012 13:44:58 GMT -5
Talia slunk through the empty streets, her short sword out and poised in front of her. She'd always admired it on her father's mantel, never thinking twice that he'd said it would be hers some day. For a while she wondered why her father had a sword, but once the infection went global she stopped caring. It was a little medieval, carrying a sword, but it was better than nothing. For the second time she felt her pocket to make sure her pistol was still there. That was no mystery- she'd bought that as soon as she'd moved out.
Kicking a chunk of concrete out of the way, a store window caught Talia's eye. It was bashed in and clearly looted, but perhaps she could find something worth taking inside. As if weighing in on the matter, her stomach rumbled loudly. Carefully she stepped through the shattered window, shards of glass crunching underneath her combat boots. The store was lined with shelves, all of which were ransacked. After a bit of searching, she came upon a box of untouched Twinkies. "Huh, these really did survive the end of the world," she said aloud, chuckling humorlessly. She stowed them in the bag slung across her shoulder, then resumed checking for anything useful.
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Post by Sunny on Jul 14, 2012 15:06:50 GMT -5
Josh strolled lazily down the deserted streets, hands pushed deep in his pockets. Resting across his shoulders was a backpack filled with supplies he had. . . ah. . . liberated from a local hospital. In one pocketed hand he clutched a switch blade, not very effective against the infected, but pretty useful against the living. He moved slowly through the ruins of what used to be his city, trying not to attract too much attention to himself. It was dead silent.
He paused to examin a curiously shaped scorch mark on the ground that resembled something like a human hand. After the outbreak of the virus those idiots in goverment decided to firebomb everything; the dead, the infected, and the living. The living seemed to be the only ones effected by the torching. Josh moved along.
After covering a few blocks he came across another point of interest, a shop that appeared to have been broken into. But that wasn't the part that interested him. Inside the shop was a form, a form that was unmistakably human.
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Post by Ɲoquisi on Jul 14, 2012 15:46:50 GMT -5
Katie handed a large, serrated kitchen knife down to Jack, who added it to his other knife, a simple bowie. His sister disliked the sharpness associated with the knives, so she had taken a shotgun from a store near their old house. After several moments of clambering down the ladders, Katie and Jack stood side by side, eying the street for infected. Nothing moved beside papers fluttering in the wind, so they set out on their adventure.
After a half-hour of walking downhill, Jack stopped, holding his hand up. He motioned to a store on their left, and Katie heard the unmistakeable crunch of glass under a shoe. Sitting behind a car, Katie pulled Jack down with her, and their waited. Fry, Jack's dog, sniffed under the car silently, knowing that being quiet was important.
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