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Official Zombie RP Thread; Roleplaying Only, Now With Pants
Topic Started: Oct 21 2008, 07:10 PM (135 Views)
NeedyNeedles

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After two heated discussion threads, we've finally come to the point where we can roleplay this shnitzel.

General Details

Virus is bloodborne.

Incubation Time: Around 23 hours.

Contamination: Exact time depends on immune system, but around five minutes. Contamination can happen through deep wounds, the mouth, the eyes, and the nostrils. Slight contact with infected blood might make you ill, but it won't infect you.

Symptoms:

Hours 1-5: Pain and discoloration in the infected area.

Hours 6-10: Fever, chills, slight demential, vomiting, acute joint pain, dilation of the pupils.

Hours 11-19: Numbing of extremities and infected area. Increased fever, dementia. Periodic muscle spasms.

Hours 20-27: Numbness, slowed heart rate. Amnesia. Periodic seizures. Nose bleed.

Hours 28-35: Severe bleeding through the nose and mouth. Blood loss, shock.

Hour 36: Cardiac Arrest. Thirty minutes later, reanimation.

Origin: A radically new medical drug known as REMX was developed to combat a crippling disease that ran rampant throughout the world. The U.S. were the first to distribute the drug at a local level for vaccination, but other countries soon followed. When distributed to the public, the disease had immediately been stomped out by the powerful new drug. However, with the use of the drug there came a price. Mutating the human body at a cellular level, it rendered the body vulnerable to a strain of the rhinovirus known simply DLC-S72. Regularly harmless to normal people due to their immune system's ability to fight off the virus, there was never really an attempt to kill it off since most of the world's population was virtually immune to it anyway. The virus is highly volatile and is a rare form of the rhinovirus in that it literally feeds off the body's nutrients like that of a parasite while infecting a host.

Timeline:

March, 2008: REMX developed for the "crippling disease".

May, 2008: REMX widely distributed after clinical testing proves that it cures "crippling disease". Patients are observed to having little to no side affects.

June, 2008: REMX purchased in large quantities by foreign countries and distributed. Original test patients begin to experience illness.

July, 2008: William Norstadt, a 34-year-old patient, is the first to experience the symptoms described. An in-depth autopsy conducted by government scientists renders the body unable to reanimate. Alice Roarke, 18 years old, another patient, experiences the same symptoms. Her family home in a secluded part of Maine proves difficult to reach, and when paramedics arrive they find her parents slaughtered and a zombified Alice eating their remains. The paramedics manage not to alert her presence and contact the authorities. When Alice attempts to assault the officers that arrive, she is shot and killed. The government seizes her corpse to conduct experiments and records eye-witness accounts. Similar cases begin to pop up around the nation at alarming rates.

August, 2008: The zombified are recorded as being cannibalistic and dangerous. The American government begins to install military patrols and plans to pull troops out of the Middle-East. Cases pop in foreign countries as well. Near the end of August, the government is beginning to quarantine cities and towns. The cause of the outbreak is researched.

September, 2008: George W. Bush installs Martial Law for "the good of the people". Soldiers are shipping away possible infected peoples to internment camp-like areas around the country. The disease continues to spread rapidly. Research continues.

October, 2008: Panic ensues. Our story begins.

Registered Players*: Westwally, NeedyNeedles, Emerik, Coonie, Ozmodious, Osh2, SilverPaladin.

*Everyone who has submitted a Bio by Tuesday, October 21st.

Important: This thread is strictly for the purpose of playing out this RP. If you need to discuss something, post it Herehere.

Note: I'm sort of afraid to go first, since it's still Wally's RP, so he gets dibs. Unless told otherwise, I'll wait for 2nd.
Edited by NeedyNeedles, Oct 21 2008, 07:10 PM.
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ΔWestwallyΔ
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Excellent Verk, Comrade Needlez.
But seriously, I wouldn't mind if you went first. I merely gave this RP the Mold. You guys filled it in. :D. The pre-production far exceded my expectations, and I'm very happy with the turns and twists you damned crazy guys have come up with. :DD

WITH THAT, PROFILE SKELETONS. These will server as the, what else, basic info sheet for characters. Your free to update them at any time, although I ask it pertains to whats going on during the RP. IE: You got scratched by a zombie, or you found an empty magazine, or something.
It doesn't have to be for EVERY little thing, like 'I took my phone out of my backpack /skeletonchange and then put it back in /skeletonchange" Common sense. :P
Player: AKA Who you are on the intrawebs.
Name: Who you are, fo real.
Age:
Sex:
Race:
Weight:
Height:
Location:
Pros: What're you good at.
Cons: What're you bad at.
Medical conditions: Asthma, Allergies, etc. Optional.
Inventory:
Bio: Whats gone on for you in the events leading up to October. School, whatever.
Area: Brief description of the surrounding area; Woodlands, Urban, Slum-ish, etc.
Plan:
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We just did this, Wally. Cut the crap and let's start rping, man.

And if neither of you are going to step up and do it, bubba's going to have to. *thrusts thumb at himself*

Don't make bubba do it. ;)
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NeedyNeedles

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Gah, no progress? I guess I'm starting this, then. *Mutter, mutter.*

Player: NeedyNeedles
Name: Dimitry
Age: 16
Sex: Male
Race: Caucasian (100% Russian)
Weight: 142 lbs
Height: 5'10
Location: Southern California
Pros: Strong, Decisive, Basic Medical Training, Knows How To Shoot Firearms, Serious (Usually).
Cons: Slow Runner (No Arch In Feet), ADD, Hypoglycemic, Easily Frustrated, Prone To Bouts of Moodiness, On and Off Insomnia.
Medical Conditions: ADD, Hypoglycemia, Insomnia, No Arches.
Inventory: Duffel bag; Various foodstuffs, change of clothes, cellphone and charger, razor, atlas, box of bullets, 1942 Nagant M1895 7-chamber Revolver.
Bio: May-September; Summer and School, October; Surviving.
Plan: Survive.

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I've had to close all weekend, so I haven't had time to push this farther. However, I should be getting back to normal soon. And.. profiles again?

Username: Ozmodious
Name: Eric
Age: 19
Sex: Male
Race: Caucasian
Weight/Height: 210 lbs, 6'1"
Supplies: Foodstuffs, lighter, matches, cellphone and charger, army field manual, carpet bag, hi-powered flashlight, space blanket, first-aid kit, anarchist's cookbook, compass, state maps, two tanks of gasoline, wireless laptop, watch, bag-o-pills (everything from yellow jackets to benadril), jacket, two pairs of clothing, 8 pairs of socks, case of red bull, eyeglass repair kit, 1994 Chevy Corsica and $500.
Weapons: Louisville Slugger, Bowie Knife, Peacemaker, Home-made Garrotte.
Pros: Nimble, Fast Runner, Driver, Leader, Self-Preservative, Determined, Tactician, Deceptive, Intelligent, and Cunning.
Cons: Unfit, Egotistical, Too Cautious, Manipulative, Poor Anger Management, Stubborn, Uncooperative, Near-sighted, Anti-Social, Callous, Untrained with guns and conventional fighting.
Location: Ohio, between Cleveland and Columbus. Rural Town. Condition Green and able to get a two-day headstart.
Plan: Plan A.
Edited by Ozmodious, Oct 31 2008, 09:56 AM.
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Mmhmm, seriously. What the flux?

Player: Le Saithis
Name: Phil
Age: 15
Sex: M
Race: Caucasian (80% Irish, again, bitchez.)
Weight/Height: 270 Lbs, 6'3''
Location: Paola, Kansas. Sparsely populated with 3,522 people, contains many gas stations, gun stores, and such.
Pros: Tall mutha', Good Short-Range sprinter, extensive Rifle Training (Shooting Range only), Determined, Cools off quick, makes friends easily
Cons: A bit out-of-shape, hot-temepered (Goes with Cools off quick, due to Irishness), too trusting, overly cautious of strangers, paranoid
Medical Conditions: Double Jointed (All but my neck joint. ._.), Cancer survivor. (Slightly less-durable bones.)
Inventory: A worn Backpack, a flash light, a Battery Radio, a Cellphone, Zombie Survival Guide, First Aid Kit, Pocket Knife, a couple boxes of 7.62mm U-E368 bullets, a Royals Cap, and a Bag O' Snax (Twinkies and whitecastles, peepz.) A Antique Dragonuv Sniper Rifle (Russian Sniper Rifle), and a Antique Highlander Claymore (Bigass sword o' dewm)
Bio: May-September, Hangouts, school, panty raids (Snicker snicker), October: Birthday, end of the world as we know it.
Plan: Gather a bunch of friends, raid the local gunstores, and hole up in the local Town Hall. (mah Town Hallz ownz urz, nubble)
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Yeah that was kinda bullshit, but I was really tired and needed an excuse. :P
Although in hindsight it was pretty bullshit. xD
And I'm having ya'll post Bios again cause it's just easier, IMO.
Player: Wally West
Name:Johnny
Age: 16
Sex: M
Race: Latino (50% Puerto Rican, 25% Italian and Irish)
Weight: 110lbs
Height: 5'7 3/4
Location: Oradell, New Jersey
Pros: Fast Runner, Knowledge of self defense, High stamina, Good Endurance, Smooth talker, friendly, social, don't require a lot of food, Determined.
Cons: Very skinny, somewhat poor vision, weak left knee, Very emotional, quick to trust, somewhat gullible, flinchy.
Medical conditions: Tendonitis in Left Knee.
Inventory: Duffel Bag containing: Sharp Kitchen Knife,Large bag of Halloween candy, Cell with keyboard n charger, permit(lolwin), map, socks, apples, lighter, sweats, Toilet paper(we seriously need this shit during winter trackomg), Knee brace, A Copy of 'The Road' by Cormag McCarthy, wallet containing around 120$, a towel, and deodorant.
Bio: Summer: Booze 'n' Bitches September: Schoolwork, Cross Country October: Oh shi--
Area: Oradell is a nice blend of urban and woodland, making an ideal suberb. Sidestreets are plentiful, and the air is clean. Mostly. Cell reception, however, is terrible.
Plan: Meet up with A certain Silverpaladin out West, potentially with others, and work from there.

Not gonna start tonight in that I have a school dance to go to. At least I gave the real reason this time. ;)
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'Kay, this is getting wtfuxpwnt by non-activeness. The ratio of Zombie-to-Human-mass is rising by a 1000:1 every day this RP is delayed. Please, think of all the fleshy humans being eaten by a zombie every time you delay a RP. /nod /nod
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If it isn't too late to enter,

Player: Anonymuzz
Name: Allison
Age: 23
Sex: Female
Race: Caucasian (50% British, 25% Russian, 25% German, 100% Southern Gal)
Weight: 142 lbs
Height: 5'11"
Location: Boswell, Alabama
Pros: Trained with all weapons, tough, brute strong, confident, durable, quick thinker.
Cons: Stubborn, short temper, light criminal history, smoker, drinker.
Medical conditions: Asthma and other various breathing problems.
Inventory: Remington 870 pump-action shotgun, 143 shotgun rounds, Smith and Wesson 500 pistol, 40 pistol rounds, survival knife. Backpack containing: Snack foods, bottled water, lighter, 4 packs of cigarettes. Ford F-150 containing: Food and water, flares, more cigarettes, cooler full of beer, first aid kit, fuel canister.
Bio: Jailed for a bar fight in early September, town gets word of the zombie horde in late September and flees. Shortly following, a medium-sized group of zombies begin to come in from the east, and cannot sense Allison in the cell. Allison manages to pick the lock and escapes, formulates a plan, loots the gun shop, and takes her dad's truck westward.
Area: A small town, surrounded almost completely by forests with only two roads out. Contains typical small town fare: Gas station, market, gun shop, etc.
Plan: Find the remains of civilization.

Update: New plan.
Edited by Anonymuzz, Nov 9 2008, 01:34 AM.
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I'm really surprised and bummed that this thread has descended into unactivity. Sigh.
Go ahead and join Muzz, but I'm not sure if anyone's following this anymore.
I guess that it's up to me to start this. It took me surprisingly long to write this. I went and watched 28 Days Later and 28 Weeks Later and skimmed through some related novels and short stories for inspiration.

- - - -

The surf begins to hit the shore with increasing intensity as the sun falls behind the horizon. Once, people would still be here on the beach, by now probably packing their stuff up and washing off in the public showers. This was before everything got fucked up. Before everyone either left or died.

This beach is empty now, except for me. No snotty-nosed kids running around, no surfers with bleached hair, no fat people trying to get a tan. Far off down the shore I could see the umbrella and lounge chair with the dead guy sitting in it. When I found him there was a gun on the loose sand beside him and there was blood all over the fucking place.

Shit like this makes people crazy. The people that aren't crazy already, that is. You know. The cannibalistic maniacs running around foaming at the mouth and making guttural noises. Those things. They aren't even people to me anymore, just things. Animals. It makes it easier, I think. To kill them. If you're imaging that you're only shooting a bird or a rat instead of your neighbor, everything is simplified.

I think a virus did this. Something easily transmittable. No one knew when it first came around, but by the first week people were dropping like flies. Every day the death toll doubled, not counting the people killed by crazies. That's what I call them. Laurel calls them zombies, but I dunno if they are or not. I just know that if you give them the chance, they'll rip out your throat.

The government tried to stop the outbreak. Quarantine zones, military patrols, mass burning sites, everything. It wasn't long after that the crazies outnumbered the normal people and everything went to hell. They put my family in quarantine because they showed signs of infection. I didn't. They tried to transport me to a different facility, but sometime between then and a couple of weeks the riots happened. One moment I'm being escorted outside of the hospital and the next I'm in a clusterfuck of angry, scared people.

I don't remember when this all happened. I think two, maybe three weeks ago. The virus broke out maybe six or seven. I'm just guesstimating. Just like money and fame, time means nothing anymore. It's simple now. You're either one of us, or one of them.

I just hope that someone kills me before I become one of them.
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We're switching threads to rp in since this one is cluttered with OOC crap.

Post IC here.

Thanks!
Edited by Ozmodious, Nov 2 2008, 10:36 PM.
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