As the Pendulum Swings

As the Pendulum Swings

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{Mature} The slow swinging reminds you; every second is a fight. {{Closed to new joiners.}}

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Introduction

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It’s day six of the apocalypse, and everything you know is over.


85% of the population in the medium-sized town of River’s Glen is infected with a strange disease, one that makes you rove about the countryside with a possessed shamble, eating the fresh flesh of their once-neighbours. This number will climb to 90% within days, predict the hardened survivors.

Everything you’ve learned up until this point has been rapidly unlearned. You throw away how to skip rope or flirt with the girl in the back row. You throw away how to make that cute girl always smile or how to get to the final level in Dungeon Crawler 3D. You throw away culinary skills hurriedly learned in cooking class, along with how funny it was when Jimmy fell flat on his face in Science and when Michelle broke up with Mark and he punched a hole in the French room door.

It’s replaced by the finality of an expiration date on a can of tinned beans, the smell of mouldy bread and how you can eat around it. It’s replaced by how to break a window without cutting your hand, what part of the door is softest for kicking down, how many blankets it takes to keep warm. It’s replaced by your innate knowledge of your safe house, your exit strategy, how many tins of corn is left in your stash. You know that Baker Road is crawling with infected, and the Mall has been taken over by some gang that is run by a ruthless madman. You know the Police Station was overrun yesterday; the pops and bangs of gunpowder only punctuated by the screams of grown men and women spiralling into the night sky.

The screams. You’re intimate with them now.

Everything you have is scavenged. Every breath you take is a fight. Everything you learned was picked up in less than a week of madness, filled with frenzied feedings. You’ve seen your family, those who were close to you, brutalized. You’ve seen people flee for their lives in the streets. You’ve faced death and survived for 144 hours in the deepest bowels of hell.

The great Pendulum of Life is swinging.

With every movement, back and forth, you feel yourself go with it.


-----As the Pendulum Swings-----
(Title Cred to kris0the0girl)


Welcome to the long-anticipated and incredibly long-in-coming role play. I’m glad you’re all here.

The Setting: A medium sized coal town named River’s Glen, famous for its small time status as a miniature attraction on the road to the Big City. Its population was 70 000, and the biggest complaint that the locals ever give was that the mall was just too damn small. It’s a mainly-suburban district, with a street filled with shops that sprawl into each other, as if the designer of them hadn’t quite been right in the head when he thought of “symmetrical buildings”. It’s not a troublesome town, and was rather quiet – until, of course, the legions of undead swarmed over the place like scared rats. That kind of put a damper on things.

The Time: End of November, 2013. Zombies have been in the media for decades. Plans have been jokingly made about them. Nobody expected this.

The Plot: The story follows several survivors in their fight to the finish, where they have to earn the right to have a last breath. Escape is a distant hope, rescue a faint dream. These collections of men and women have their backs to the wall, and it’s up to them whether or not they stay there.

The Monsters: Standard Zombies in the sense that they shamble along – you’ll find no runners here. However, they are relentless, and they never tire. Various situations suggest that the zombies are attracted to light and sound, along with a very keen sense of smell. Once they “catch wind” as it were of prey, they will pursue it until they are destroyed or until they are feasting on warm flesh. Destroying the brain eliminates them from being a threat, along with destroying the jawbone and cutting off the hands, so they can only bump into you menacingly. A bite will 100% of the time infect you, where a scratch doesn’t have a chance unless they break the skin and infected wounds mix with your bloodstream. Even then, it would be double the incubation time, which currently stands as follows:

  • 1 hour after bite, you have a high fever.
  • 6 hours after bite, abnormally violent chills and escape of body heat occurs
  • 12 hours after bite, you are dead.
  • 18 hours after bite, you are living dead, consumed by obsession with flesh.

Character skeleton:
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[b]Name:[/b]
[b]Age:[/b]
[b]Gender:[/b]
[b]Occupation:[/b]

[b]History:[/b] (why are you in River's Glen? What's your family life like?
[b]Personality:[/b]

[b]Weapon:[/b] current weapon. Household items only, please. PM me for exceptions

[b]The Last Six Days:[/b] (Brief is fine.)


The Cast
Fredrick Vendel by Quantumlegacy
Coward, Thief, Survivor.

Natalie Whittle by SkullsandSlippers
The Bubbly Librarian.

David Ramirez by smrtazz13
"Just, Fucking, die already!"

Officer Mark Santos by NotAFlyingToy
Cop. Born Leader. Family Man.

Kyle Jaeger by Nevan
Kyle Jaeger does what he has to do.

Sirena White by That one guy
"I'll do whatever it takes to protect my little brother."

Geoff Matherson by XavierDantius32
"I ain't no damn babysitter. Get them scrawny kids outta my face."

Brittany 'Candy' Murphy by CriminalMinds
"I call myself Candy, ya know, after a sweet? I'm that sweet, ya know?"

Kristie Marie Batiste by Lattia
A sweet girl with a nervous tick.

Kelsey Knoxberry by Smokescreen
Nothing wrong with a little blood under your nails.

Dr. Alex McDonald by CrowboyToTheRescue
Loud and opinionated, but fundamentally wanting to help.

Alexander Greenhom played by Sirpokealot
"I'm a man of means, by no means, King of the road."

Leeanna Accadi by Airanea
Looks can be deceiving- out spoken, blunt honesty, and the need to survive will make even this girl do the craziest things.

Devon Bradshaw by NotAFlyingToy
Climbing above the world, hand over hand.

Robin by Script
"Used to be that I was one of the most unstable people in this town. Now it seems like that's gone and flipped on its fucking head.
If you want to stick with me you pull your weight, or you're on your own."


Ana Margery Seeder
"I don't like the smell of this..."




Survivor Locations
The following are who survivors are close to within certain areas.
Uptown

Mark Santos
Rachel Santos
Geoff Matherson
Leeanna Accadi
David Ramirez
Candy Murphy
Dr. Alex McDonald
Ana Margery Seeder



Downtown

Kelsey Knoxberry
Sirena White
Caspian White
Fredrick Vendel
Alexander Greenhorn
Natalie Whittle
Devon Bradshaw
Kristie Marie Batiste


Loners
Kyle Jaeger
Robin


If I left you out of a group, please PM me.

Toggle Rules

My Rules:

1. You will die.
I’m not talking about death in the “eventually” sense. This is a story about a group of people’s ability (or inability) to outlast the hoard of ghouls that are relentlessly pursuing them. This means that there’s going to be fear. There’s going to be chaos. There’s going to people that buckle under the pressure. The only question is not if you’re going to die, but how

2. Obey the GM.
Whether it be me or a Co-GM that arrives later on in the telling of this tale, I am expecting that you all will follow the limitations I lay down. I don’t think I’m a railroading GM, but there is a beginning, middle, and end to this story, and I want to see it get to all three phases. It would be fantastic if you all helped me get there. :)

House Rules:

1. No God-Modding/Auto-hitting/etc. without a player’s explicit permission
Since this is an RP that deals with death – and a lot of it – I would very much like it if any wound that would be inflicted would be discussed at length with the players – and maybe even noted in the OOC thread. This keeps everything fair and keeps us working together as a team of writers.

2. Unique Characters are a must
I mainly work through PMs in this regard. So if you’ve submitted a character and I see something that could be revised, be it a background that doesn’t fit with River’s Glen or a similarity with another character, I’ll PM you to make sure you’re notified of it.

3. This one’s for the boys with the boomin’ system
Top down, AC’s with the coolin’ system. When they come into the club they be blazin’ up. They got stacks on deck like they saving up.

4. One Character per player.
This for sanity's sake. If this becomes big and multiple people have more than one character, we may all be drowned and swarmed in missed posts. There may be reasons for exceptions, so long as you run them by me first.

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Leeanna Accadi
Day 6 - Uptown Main Drag.


The road Leeanna travelled on was much longer than she had remembered, as her feet moved swiftly, silently, the trees of River Glen’s forest whizzed past her. The silence crept about her flesh in an eerie fashion; something about the silence of an undead town was more frightening than screams of terror. One would expect howls of horror in such a place, but when there was nothing that meant the living dead outnumbered the living. This very thought alone caused for aches in her heart – or maybe that was just from the improperly paced sprint she embarked on.

Her living beating muscle of life pumped harder and harder with each passing second, forcing what felt like battery acid through her veins. Lee’s hard working legs felt as if they had been engulfed with flames. ‘road – road… it has to be coming up soon’ she thought to herself as the taste of blood rose up her dry throat to linger on the back of her tongue.

Her foot falls started to grow slower for short seconds at a time, then she pushed forward again with all she had. This went on for another short four minutes – but four minutes in that state felt much longer, and then she heard it.

A loud groan from up a head.
Shuffling feet on pavement.

The road wasn’t in sight but it had to be just around the bend, in retrospect she thought maybe going to a main road wasn’t such a good idea, the busier the road, the higher population, which means more chance of -zombies-.

The high sun was slowly making its way across the atmosphere, winter means shorter days, and she was running out of time before night fall, she needed shelter within the next few hours and better weaponry would be ideal. As these thoughts processed she had a chance to catch her breath, to sort and problem solve.

At the edge of the road further ahead she saw a large fallen tree branch, it looked as if it was a good size for longer distance combat, but if she had the strength to use it was another question. Small creeping steps lead her to this optional weapon, her eyes scanned the area, the main road ahead and she saw nothing, but the sounds continued. Slowly bending over her fragile hands gripped the branch pulling it out from the bush. Rustling and crackling of leaves seemed much louder in her own mind than they were in reality.

Leeanna reached to her bag taking out her scalpel and began slicing off the dead thinner twigs which branched off of it, and then the groans stopped, the shuffling stopped, and silence – again. Nervous shimmering eyes looked ahead of the road where the rotted body of what should be laid to rest stood, its melted fleshy face peering right at her.

With quick hands she snapped the blade back to her satchel, her eyes studying this creature. Thanks to her occupation she was insanely curious of these ‘people’ and in a one on one situation such as this she couldn’t help her natural wonders of its breed, that is until it started moving towards her, mouth hanging wide open and the mumbles and gurgling growing louder. He would attract more, fuck.

Heaving this branch with all her might Leeanna propped it up on her shoulder holding it almost like a nearly too large baseball bat and began to charge her target. Once getting within reaching distance she swung, a sickening crack sounded and as his body fell to the ground the gravel sliding beneath him, rocks clanging against one another.

Her heavily booted foot came slamming downwards on the side of his jaw, she felt the bone give way under the pressure, splintering and shattering in all directions. His body writhed, long arms and fingers wrapping about her ankle, she pulled back quickly, just enough to forcefully slam her foot back to the top of his skull – again and again – until the strong structure gave way, his forehead was concaved and his body had gone limp, with the exception of the grip about her.

As she tried to shake her foot free blood sprinkled off the soles of her boots, small speckles landing on the surrounding terrain. A lengthy strip of flesh which must have slid right off the poor sucker flew across the road hitting a tree truck and slowly, tauntingly slid down until hitting the forest floor. The running vital fluid from this zombie’s head was now lurching out to soak the foot which stood still and once her other was freed in also became soaked in the beasts blood.

Without a single thought of remorse Leeanna continued her run right down the main road, her eyes scanning houses as she looked for her main goal, a hunting goods store. She figured if she couldn’t find one within the next few hours she would take up shelter somewhere until the next morning.

Checking behind her frequently she saw the bloody foot prints which followed, any human who saw them and wasn’t a half-wit would notice them to be running tracks and since these… undead didn’t run the tracks would obviously be from a living – any zombie who saw them would note the smell of their own kind and not bother.

After coming to this conclusion Leeanna took it upon herself to find any REALLY dead undead and stomp them to the point of coating her boots in their blood.

Hopefully if there were any living they would seek her out.

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The fit had come upon Geoff suddenly as the jagged report of gunfire echoed through the streets. Even before the harsh tones had faded into the ether, he was on the ground, his wiry frame wracked by uncontrollable convulsions, eyes rolling into his skull. It had happened. He was back.

The jungle was thick and oppressive, hemming him in like a cage. The uniform itched. The bites itched. The sound of leaves rustling itched in his ears. The rifle was heavy. He couldn't see anything but green tinged with red.

BANGBANGBANG. The screams rang out. The unholy chatter began again, filling the air with red mist. The mouth of hell growing red-hot, words of steel flying from the toothless maw. BANGBANGBANG. The ground fell away, and men dropped like stones, plunging into nothingness.

Geoff blinked. Sweat dripped from his forehead, into his eyes, it's salty taste on his tongue. Ghost whimpered, pressing his warm body against him. Geoff blinked. Thankfully he hadn't left his hiding place before the fit took him. It had been months since he'd had one that bad.

Wiping his long, matted hair back from his face, he crawled out of the sewer culvert, leaning on the sharpened iron railing for support, opening and shutting his eyes against the harsh light. No walkers about. Good.

He checked himself over for injuries, and then started off again, the wolf padding softly at his heel. In the distance, over the tangle of roofs jutted the sign for the gas station, the old neon still flickering in the evening air. Geoff had spent many a night under the flying canopy, hands extended for a gracious quarter so he could eat. It would still be a place of sanctuary. Gasoline for the odd Molotov cocktail, dried food and cold drinks.

As he approached through the tangle of car-cluttered streets, Ghost began to growl, and the sound of two voices echoed down the street. One was high-pitched and whiny, the other tinged with the throes of adolescence. Fucking kids, Geoff muttered to himself as he pushed inside an anonymous suburban property. It'd do for the night, at least. He'd tackle the kids in the morning.

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"Yeah? What? You gonna be afraid of these zombies? They ain't scary... When I was in Afghanistan..."

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Ana Margery Seeder

"I don't like the taste of this.."

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Robin

"Used to be that I was one of the most unstable people in this town. Now it seems like that's gone and flipped on its fucking head. If you want to stick with me you pull your weight, or you're on your own."

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Leeanna Accadi

Looks can be deceiving- out spoken, blunt honesty, and the need to survive will make even this girl do the craziest things.

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Alexander Greenhom

"I'm a man of means, by no means, King of the road"

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Dr. Alex McDonald

Loud and Opinionated, but fundamentally wanting to help.

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Kelsey Knoxberry

Nothing wrong with a little blood under your nails

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Kristie Marie Batiste

A sweet girl with a nervous tick

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Brittany 'Candy' Murphy

'I call myself Candy, ya know, after a sweet? I'm that sweet, ya know?'

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Geoff Matherson

"I ain't no baby sitter. Get them damn scrawny kids out of my face."

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Brittany 'Candy' Murphy

'I call myself Candy, ya know, after a sweet? I'm that sweet, ya know?'

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Maura DeMaria

"Yeah? What? You gonna be afraid of these zombies? They ain't scary... When I was in Afghanistan..."

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Leeanna Accadi

Looks can be deceiving- out spoken, blunt honesty, and the need to survive will make even this girl do the craziest things.

Character Portrait: Robin
Robin

"Used to be that I was one of the most unstable people in this town. Now it seems like that's gone and flipped on its fucking head. If you want to stick with me you pull your weight, or you're on your own."

Character Portrait: Kelsey Knoxberry
Kelsey Knoxberry

Nothing wrong with a little blood under your nails

Character Portrait: Kristie Marie Batiste
Kristie Marie Batiste

A sweet girl with a nervous tick

Character Portrait: Fredrick Venkel
Fredrick Venkel

Coward, Thief, Survivor.

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Alexander Greenhom

"I'm a man of means, by no means, King of the road"

Character Portrait: David Ramirez
David Ramirez

"Just, fucking die already!"

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Geoff Matherson

"I ain't no baby sitter. Get them damn scrawny kids out of my face."

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Brittany 'Candy' Murphy

'I call myself Candy, ya know, after a sweet? I'm that sweet, ya know?'

Character Portrait: Maura DeMaria
Maura DeMaria

"Yeah? What? You gonna be afraid of these zombies? They ain't scary... When I was in Afghanistan..."

Character Portrait: Kristie Marie Batiste
Kristie Marie Batiste

A sweet girl with a nervous tick

Character Portrait: Alexander Greenhom
Alexander Greenhom

"I'm a man of means, by no means, King of the road"

Character Portrait: Kelsey Knoxberry
Kelsey Knoxberry

Nothing wrong with a little blood under your nails

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Robin

"Used to be that I was one of the most unstable people in this town. Now it seems like that's gone and flipped on its fucking head. If you want to stick with me you pull your weight, or you're on your own."

Character Portrait: Ana Margery Seeder
Ana Margery Seeder

"I don't like the taste of this.."

Character Portrait: David Ramirez
David Ramirez

"Just, fucking die already!"

Character Portrait: Fredrick Venkel
Fredrick Venkel

Coward, Thief, Survivor.


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