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War. Everywhere. The creatures, how they love to feast. No longer is it survival of the fittest, now, it's survival of the lucky. That's the only thing that will keep you alive. (Well, guns DO help) And lookie here, looks like a few humans were fortunate enough to escape this terrible fate. The fate.......of death.
Sgt. Cale, of the newly developed 3rd plasma division (Known for their plasma weapons, hence the name) stood before a handful of survivors. He was calm, collected, unlike the rest. "Listen up! There is no turning back. Not now, not ever. We must stand together as one, or fall as bits of gore!" The survivors looked nervously at each other. "Now, I expect you all to figh- what the hell?" the lights of their little hideout suddenly went out.
In the darkness a shout rang out. The Sgt was splattered with blood. "What in the name 'a sam hill!?" he exclaimed. He whipped out his plasma pistol, exclusive to his division. He didn't have a chance to even pull the trigger. I mean, it's hard to shoot when you don't have a head. The creatures now feasted on the bodies of the now dead "Survivors".
They finished in a hurry, eager to get back out and hunt again. The world was a meat locker. A big, tasty, meat locker. But humans are strong when they are threatened, and this is no exception. Who will rise and fight?
Sgt. Cale, of the newly developed 3rd plasma division (Known for their plasma weapons, hence the name) stood before a handful of survivors. He was calm, collected, unlike the rest. "Listen up! There is no turning back. Not now, not ever. We must stand together as one, or fall as bits of gore!" The survivors looked nervously at each other. "Now, I expect you all to figh- what the hell?" the lights of their little hideout suddenly went out.
In the darkness a shout rang out. The Sgt was splattered with blood. "What in the name 'a sam hill!?" he exclaimed. He whipped out his plasma pistol, exclusive to his division. He didn't have a chance to even pull the trigger. I mean, it's hard to shoot when you don't have a head. The creatures now feasted on the bodies of the now dead "Survivors".
They finished in a hurry, eager to get back out and hunt again. The world was a meat locker. A big, tasty, meat locker. But humans are strong when they are threatened, and this is no exception. Who will rise and fight?
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Darkness. The creatures crept through the night, eating everything. Plants, animals, unlucky survivors, even each other. One even ate a guitar. They were hungry, always hungry. Slow and stupid, but hungry. That hunger that drove them to the next meal, and the next, and the next.......
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[OOC] Celebration of Survival
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[OOC] Celebration of Survival
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Celebration of Survival
Bloop Bloop :3
War. Everywhere. The creatures, how they love to feast. No longer is it survival of the fittest, now, it's survival of the lucky. That's the only thing that will keep you alive. (Well, guns DO help) And lookie here, looks like a few humans were fortunate enough to escape this terrible fate. The fate.......of death.
Sgt. Cale, of the newly devopled 3rd plasma division (Known for their plasma weapons, hence the name) stood before a handful of survivors. He was calm, collected, unlike the rest. "Listen up! There is no turning back. Not now, not ever. We must stand together as one, or fall as bits of gore!" The survivors looked nervously at each other. "Now, I expect you all to figh- what the hell?" the lights of their little hideout suddenly went out.
In the darkess a shout rang out. The Sgt was splattered with blood. "What in the name 'a sam hill!?" he exclaimed. He whipped out his plasma pistol, exclusive to his division. He didn't have a chance to even pull the trigger. I mean, it's hard to shoot when you don't have a head. The creatures now feasted on the bodies of the now dead "Survivors".
That wasn't all of the survivors, or else I wouldn't have much of a story, eh? That's where you come in. I will play the "Creature Lord". I will control all of your enemies, but don't worry, I am not as mean as my minions. I also control what items you pick up, and will add in the random explosion or two to keep things going :3
The standard creature is a zombie. They are not the fast ones, but, like you know, they are numerous. When I introduce you to a stronger, more powerful creature, I will provide a picture or at least a description.
Now for the rules! :D
1. Do not godmod. You are not a cyborg Rambo that can fly. I don't care how good your backstory is.
2. Do NOT kill other survivors. Teaming up IS recommended, but not needed.
3. Kissing is about as far as romance will go.
4. What I say goes, don't fight me on it. If you feel like I am being unfair, PM me and I'll consider your opinion.
5. Obey all the rules
6. Obey rule #5
Oh, one other thing, you can set up other people to die, (Like locking someone in a room full of zombies) but you cannot kill them directly.
Character Sheet
Name:
Age:
Gender:
Appearance (Photo preferred, but not necessary):
Personality:
History:
Weapon:
Theme song:
Note: For the start, use Primitive weapons. Such as a hatchet, or a knife. You will get more advanced weaponry later on.
Also, from the story, I know you probably feel like you’re up against some crazy alien super trained army. You’re not. You’re up against zombies. And the occasional Big tough undead guy.
Think Resident evil.
Also, if someone wants to be a zombie, just ask! :D
Just post all questions and concerns, or things you think I have left out. (It’s been a while since I have rped.)
Bloop Bloop :3
War. Everywhere. The creatures, how they love to feast. No longer is it survival of the fittest, now, it's survival of the lucky. That's the only thing that will keep you alive. (Well, guns DO help) And lookie here, looks like a few humans were fortunate enough to escape this terrible fate. The fate.......of death.
Sgt. Cale, of the newly devopled 3rd plasma division (Known for their plasma weapons, hence the name) stood before a handful of survivors. He was calm, collected, unlike the rest. "Listen up! There is no turning back. Not now, not ever. We must stand together as one, or fall as bits of gore!" The survivors looked nervously at each other. "Now, I expect you all to figh- what the hell?" the lights of their little hideout suddenly went out.
In the darkess a shout rang out. The Sgt was splattered with blood. "What in the name 'a sam hill!?" he exclaimed. He whipped out his plasma pistol, exclusive to his division. He didn't have a chance to even pull the trigger. I mean, it's hard to shoot when you don't have a head. The creatures now feasted on the bodies of the now dead "Survivors".
That wasn't all of the survivors, or else I wouldn't have much of a story, eh? That's where you come in. I will play the "Creature Lord". I will control all of your enemies, but don't worry, I am not as mean as my minions. I also control what items you pick up, and will add in the random explosion or two to keep things going :3
The standard creature is a zombie. They are not the fast ones, but, like you know, they are numerous. When I introduce you to a stronger, more powerful creature, I will provide a picture or at least a description.
Now for the rules! :D
1. Do not godmod. You are not a cyborg Rambo that can fly. I don't care how good your backstory is.
2. Do NOT kill other survivors. Teaming up IS recommended, but not needed.
3. Kissing is about as far as romance will go.
4. What I say goes, don't fight me on it. If you feel like I am being unfair, PM me and I'll consider your opinion.
5. Obey all the rules
6. Obey rule #5
Oh, one other thing, you can set up other people to die, (Like locking someone in a room full of zombies) but you cannot kill them directly.
Character Sheet
Name:
Age:
Gender:
Appearance (Photo preferred, but not necessary):
Personality:
History:
Weapon:
Theme song:
Note: For the start, use Primitive weapons. Such as a hatchet, or a knife. You will get more advanced weaponry later on.
Also, from the story, I know you probably feel like you’re up against some crazy alien super trained army. You’re not. You’re up against zombies. And the occasional Big tough undead guy.
Think Resident evil.
Also, if someone wants to be a zombie, just ask! :D
Just post all questions and concerns, or things you think I have left out. (It’s been a while since I have rped.)
