Halloween Rp ~ Zombie Strike! ~~OPEN

[dragontamer363]

Zombie Strike




Welcome - even if you've never roleplayed before, why not check this out. It's simple as pie ^_~


Rp news
Update: Open now to get everyone in the halloween move! biggrin

Opens Oct 25th



Story

It has been two years since the virus began. And the world is infested with the Living Dead.

In North America research was being undertaken into boosting the immune systems of soldiers while inhibiting their pain receptors, thus hoping to create a higher survival and success rate for the army. However, in animal testing one of the creatures escaped carrying what is now referred to as 'the zombie virus'. The virus manifested itself in encouraging rabid cannibalism in the animal as it sought to supplement its own immune system by devouring the systems of others. Gradually it became clear that this virus was passed onto teh creature's later kills, whereby the immune system had so evolved that it acted like a proper virus and spread, creating 'zombie' animals.
As the immune system ecylpsed the brain functions, the need to eat overtook and the virus took over, using the body as it's transportation system and thus creating the 'brainless' undead.
The violent undead animals began to attac humans, who in turn were zombified.
Now, the virus spread out of control across the globe as humans turned on one anotehr as teh zombies sought flesh.

There are only a few survivors left. Will you surive the zombie 'apocolypse'? Can you find the cure to the zombie virus?


About the Zombies

In this rp Zombies as dead humans or animals that have been infected with the potent 'zombie virus' and as such appear that they are the living dead, despite the fact that they are braindead.
The virus in the bodies acts on instincts - it seeks to reproduce by assimilating other humans. The body is motored by the virus interacting with the human immune system. the body decomposes, but teh rate in which it decomposes is subject to how strong the zombie's immune system is. If it's eaten a lot of human flesh, it wont; decompose as easily. The latest generation of zombies have even been found to gradually heal themselves.
The need for immune systems created the 'BRAAAINS' style hunger for flesh.
The brain is dead, so most zombies are completely mindless.
The body decomposes, but is still fully functional unless very very very badly decomposed, or badly injured (eg damage to joints etc). Thus Zombies can run at the speed of a human and have the strength of a human.
their main weakness is in their stupidity as they operate entirely on instinct.

It has been theorised that the earliest generations of zombies may still retain some brain function. But this has not been proven.


Zombies are everywhere and there are only a few human left. Out of a population of 6 billion worldwide, it had been estimated that 3-4 billion are already zombies.

Zombies can be killed by destroying the head - as this is the core area the virus collects and uses electric signals to motor the body through the immune system. Also completely draining a zombie of blood apparently has teh same effect.
Zombies decompose at varying rates. A zombie cannot move without muscles or exist without blood, so skeletol zombies are impossible. Thus it is posisble for a zombie to eventually die of 'old age'.  

[dragontamer363]

Character Sheets

Feel free to make multiple characters - the more the merrier biggrin
Also, killing characters is allowed, but ask permission first.
In some situations, how injured your character gets or howsuccessful an action is may be dictated by a dice roll.


Gaianame:
Name:
Age:
Date Killed: (if zombie)
Previous (or current) occupation:
1st Experience of zombies:
Appearance: (picture or description)
Personality:
Motivation: (why do they keep fighting?)
Bio:
Strengths:
Weaknesses:
Other:







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Gaianame: Dragontamer363
Name: Dr. Andrew Winters
Age: 30
Date Killed: Two years ago - 1st wave of infections
Previous occupation: One of the scientists working on the Zombie Virus
1st Experience of zombies: he worked closely with the test animals for the zombie virus. as the animal escaped he was bitten by it. is first experience of a human zombie came later whereby he was bitten by it and killed.
Appearance: see the guy pictured here? That's him. Tall, long dark hair, relatively fit build. Since it's been 2 years he's decomposed a bit but not at a very fast rate due to regularily feeding off the scraps form otehr zombies. His face is pale and greyish, mottled with various dark veins and patches of decomposition which is all over his skin. The inside of his mouth and his tongue are black and his eyes have a clouded over milky quality to them.
Personality: Before he was turned, Andrew was a creative, intelligent but genrally quiet guy with a slightly odd and private sense of humor and virtually no friends outside of work. he always preferred his own company or that of animals, and wanted to make the world a better place. he loved his parents above everyone else and deeply respected his father. Since he turned inrto a zombie he became even more introveted and drifted about by himself after the orror of relaising he had to eat people. Recently he got it together and made a decision to try and find the cure, but fighting through the zombies alone was almost impossible. lonely and determined, he's now seeking out humans.
Motivation: He has a terrible guilt for what he helped unleash on the world, and feels out of place sicne he seems to have retained his thinking ability yet is already dead. he desperately wants to find a cure for the virus, and will do anything to get it.
Bio: Andrew grew up in a military family, so was always espected to follow in his father's footsteps as a soldier. however he preferred science, and so got his degree and moved into teh reasearch quarter of the military. There his natural talent helped him suggest and aid the constructin of the virus that was supposed to genertically modify soldiers so they have better immune systems, healing and pain thresholds. However when it reache dteh animal testing stage, things went horribly wrong. The animal escaped, biting him in teh process as he tried to grab it. he exhibited some strange symptoms, but nothing he was worried about, assuming it was a fluke. as teh virus spread and mutated, he went to try and stop it and ended up being killed by a cannibalistic zombie human. He died and came back as a zombie, but because he had already been bitten by teh 1st generation virus, he retained his brain function. However to stop from decomposing very fast he needs to eat human flesh frequently like any other zombie. He feels no pain like other zombies.
Strengths: still has sentience and his brianpower as if he was alive, feels no pain, has no need to eat, can only be killed like other zombies can. Very inteligent, knows how to use a gun. Otehr zombies don't try to eat him.
Weaknesses: Feels no pain, so can do bad damage to himself without noticing (which can in turn hinder his movement). Looks like a zombie, so humans tend to freak out. The cateracts on his eyes can occasionally cause him to go blind for short periods. he needs to eat human flesh to survive.
Other: he's tryingt o find humans to give them the information he nows and try to get back to teh research lab to find a cure  

[dragontamer363]

Open for Sign Ups and ooc Chat


This is a special halloween-party rp, so won't start until october 25h. However feel free to make characters and chat ^_~  

[0Moon_Maiden0]

Gaianame: 0Moon_Maiden0
Name: R.J. Winters
Age: 29
Previous (or current) occupation: Mafia Member and Bodyguard
1st Experience of zombies: One night, at an undisclosed location, a mafia member returned from a job horribly mauled. When she and two other members were sent to bury the body the man seemed to suddenly spring back to life. The creature bit one member while a she and her other comrade managed to take the creature out. The three returned and all seemed well. It was sometime later that the bitten member turned and started attacking.....eating other member. He even took out the boss. R.J. managed to escape with the 'Prince' unharmed.
Appearance: (picture or description)

http://media.photobucket.com/image/female mobster anime/ArticHowl/anime-girl_011-1.jpg

Personality: Quiet and reserved, R.J. was nicknamed the 'Ice Queen' among her comrades. She's extremely loyal and if you threaten the Prince, or if she thinks you're threatening him, watch out.
Motivation: Protect the Prince and aid him in anyway possible.
Bio: R.J. was the only child of mafia member, Samual "Sammy" Winters, so she grew up learning all about the illegal activities. Her father had her go through intense training that few other members had so that others wouldn't try and force her into becoming their woman. Instead the boss, who was happily in love with his wife, deemed her the perfect canidate for being his son's bodyguard. Although the boss had several times commented how pleased he would be to have her as a daughter-in-law........However the events from two years ago never allowed the boss to see that dream. She now works on keeping the Prince safe and aiding in regaining the strength that he lost from that night. Currently it her, Prince, and a very few members working on this.
Strengths: Knowledge in various fire-arms, explosives, and hand-to-hand combat. Excellent thieving skills and using torture techniques. Also has skills wielding blades-favorite being the machete.
Weaknesses: The Prince, and not exactly a people person.
Other: Only smokes on occasion-it's a stress reflex for her at the end of the day. Enjoys drinking Ginger Ale.

Gaianame: 0Moon_Maiden0
Name: Micheal "Prince" Leggio
Age: 19
Previous (or current) occupation: Mafia Prince-deals in various business transactions. Basically if the public needs it he'll get it for a price. However he's also willing to help anyone who's trying to work on a cure for the virus for little to no cost. After all-he doesn't want to rule over a bunch of dead people.....
1st Experience of zombies: Two years ago he awoke to gun shots and his mother screaming. The next thing he knew R.J. was barging in, guns drawn, and taking him out to the car. He managed to catch a glimpse of what the chaos was about and it sickens him.....
Appearance: (picture or description)

http://s.bebo.com/app-image/7927071597/5411656627/PROFILE/i.quizzaz.com/img/q/u/08/03/30/ligthbrownboy1.jpg
~A young blonde-green eyed 'Prince.' Takes after his mother in appearance.

Personality: Thanks to his mother he has some kindness in him. However he is also cocky and arrogant due to his age and sometimes doesn't always think things through.
Motivation: Regain what he has lost-rebuild his father's empire.
Bio: The only son of a mafia crime-boss, he's learned various skills on survival and business but not enough that he believes himself ready for the title of 'boss' just yet.
Strengths: Schmoozing, youth, and innocent looks. He is also capable with the use of fire-arms.
Weaknesses: Cocky attitude and a bit of a dreamer......also girls.
Other: Appalled by his father's comments about R.J. being his bride due to the age gap, he would be totally against the idea of using her for a booty call once he reestablished the strength his father's clan once had.  

[0Moon_Maiden0]

Took what felt like however searching for pictures.....eventually I just settled on the two I have because I didn't want to look anymore. >.<

A couple questions...

First: How will the dice thing work?

Secondly: DT, did you purposely leave out the personality of you character?  

[dragontamer363]

yay hello!

btw the rp will open right away - me and moonlight decided it'd be a good thing to warm people up.

I didn't leave it out on purpose - I forgot lol Fixed now :3


we may not use the dice, but if we do then it'd work like anything above a certain number = successful shot, anything below a certain number = unsuccessful or you're injured.
(it's a work in progress) - mainly used for stuff where a decision can't be made easily.  

[dragontamer363]

[ok, Imma going to start cos i'm impatient xd ]

The day was miserable by any person's standards - clouds had gathere dinto a heavy cloak and rain splattered down around the streets, dying down the few fires that had sprung around the deserted city. In many ways it was quiet - normal activity had ground to a halt for people nowadays - but there was always teh groaning hum as the zombies collected together.
It always intrigued Andrew as to why teh zombies grouped together like this. Perhaps there was some humanity left - that even in the instinctual mode they were in they didn't wnat to be alone, they lived in a pack. Perhaps it was simply more efficient. He doubted the latter - a swarm of thrity zombies killing only a few humans wasn't efficient - they couldn't all get enough food.
Perhaps the virus created a hive consciousness, like it was interlinked.

He sighed and looked over the asphalt wasteland, sat on the roof of a burntout car. He didn't have to fear the zombies: he was one of them. The only real difference was that he could think as he used to. His guts twisted forever in guilt.
Sometimes he wished his brain was a dead as theirs. At leats tehre woudl be some escape.

He scratched a finger against his cheek, barely feeling it. His feeling had numbed upon being assimilated into a zombie - he didn't feel pain and barely felt anything else. he looked down blankly as parts of his skin flaked off in his hands.

"Another day..."  

[0Moon_Maiden0]

dragontamer363

yay hello!

btw the rp will open right away - me and moonlight decided it'd be a good thing to warm people up.

I didn't leave it out on purpose - I forgot lol Fixed now :3


we may not use the dice, but if we do then it'd work like anything above a certain number = successful shot, anything below a certain number = unsuccessful or you're injured.
(it's a work in progress) - mainly used for stuff where a decision can't be made easily.

*sigh* DT....what am I going to do with you....

Quote:

Personality: Before he was turned, Andrew was a creative, intelligent but genrally quiet guy with a slightly odd and private sense of humor and virtually no friends outside of work. he always preferred his own company or that of animals, and wanted to make the world a better place. he loved his parents above everyone else and deeply respected his father. Since he turned inrto a vampire he became even more introveted and drifted about by himself after the orror of relaising he had to eat people. Recently he got it together and made a decision to try and find the cure, but fighting through the zombies alone was almost impossible. lonely and determined, he's now seeking out humans.

Unless that's what they're calling zombies with some brain function now-a-days.....lol  

[dragontamer363]

[*facedesk* argh! God I'm multitasking WAAAAY too much.]


at any rate, first post is up :3  

[0Moon_Maiden0]

((lol-yay for lack of patience))

The the soft squeak of boots echoed down the hallway of a hospital that was now in disarray. Old dried up blood splatters painted the walls. Shattered glass, turned over wheel chairs, broken doors.....chaos had taken this place without mercy.

A flashlight darted about and rested on a room that was once a lab. "I think this is it," a young male voice said.

"I still think this is unwise for you to come along on these errands," a woman's voice replied coolly.

The young man wondered over the refrigeration unit. "Damn...." he muttered. The units were busted and inoperatable. The meds samples and meds inside wouldn't be of any use.

A moan came from the background....

"Time to retreat," the woman commanded draw her guns.

"But, R.J.......there's still-" the young man pleaded.

"Negative," R.J. replied. "Prince, it is better to retreat now while there's time." Before the man could responded, R.J. was dragging him along. Pausing occasionally to check and make sure the coast was clear they hurried outside back to their armor car parked down the street.  

[dragontamer363]

[*poking at odd lump on neck* that can't be good... hmm 0o]

Andrew looked up as the tide seemed to turn, a little ripple of interest seemed to move across the zombies in the area and he noticed a group heading for the hospital. His initial thought was one of hunger but he quickly supressed that. If there were people inside they woudl pretty soon be in trouble.
he jumped down form the car and hurried over to the hospital, joining the zombie group without suspicion from the undead. Even if they did know his differece to them, he doubted that they would bother with him even then. He wasn't tasty, and they didn't have enpough brainpower to figure out that he was a potential threat.
He looked interested as he spotted some people hurrying out towards a car. He wanted to run after them - he had been searching for living humans for quite a while since he'd decided ot take his own personal "quest", but he didn't wnat to alert the other zombies. He frowned, deciding that fi he could he'd follow them.
He tried to be discreet as he slipped away form the group of zombies, and wondered if there was a way he could get into the car before they reached it without raising suspicion.
Running out fo ideas, and with the couple hurrying closer, he slipped under the large armoured car and gripped onto the bottom of it's chassy. Wherever they were going, he decided he would go too.  

[0Moon_Maiden0]

((Then stop poking at it!!

lol @ Andrew))

R.J. shoved Prince through the driver's side door. Momentarily she turned around to fired a round into the amassing swarm. Only two bullets from the round managed to hit dead on in their heads. This displeased R.J.-she should have gotten more. But there was no time now. She had to make sure she got her boss out of here. Quickly she got into the driver's seat and locked the door. She didn't bother with the seat belt and just slammed the petal to the ground as the zombies got to close for comfort.

As they sped off R.J. questioned the reaction speed of the vehicle. It had seemed slow, but before she could think further Prince was already laughing and cheering at their escape.

She decided against commenting on that if they had stayed longer like he wanted to his expression would have been much different.

They drove to the outskirts of the dead city when R.J. took notice of the fuel. Best to pull over and refill quick. She pulled over to an open area where it would be easy to spot an oncoming undead. "Stay inside," she commanded.

The young man just looked at her in annoyance. "I'm the one in charge," he replied ignoring her orders.

R.J. stared blankly at him as she too got out. "Your father charged me with your protection," she said in return. "That overrides your authority."

R.J. went and quickly opened the truck to retrieve one of the gasoline canisters and began refueling.

"Man....no wonder the guys called you the Ice Queen," Prince said. "You have no humor what so ever."

R.J. made no comment. She simply put the canister down beside her and turned to face him. "And it is because of that I am able to keep you alive," she replied.  

[dragontamer363]

(lol)

Andrew gripped on with all his strength as teh car sped away faste rthan he expected. As they drove he momenytarily lost his grip and one of his arms scraped along the tarmac. He snarled and swore in frustration rather than pain and tried to flex his arm and access if it was damaged badly. It seemed to work enough to grip tight onto the bottom of the car, so he decided not to worry. His body tensed but didn't ache - a small advantage her supposed- but it wasn;t long before is muscles were quiverig with teh effort of keeping held on.
Sooner than he expected, the car slowed down to a stop. He frowned and kept held on. it seemed to him that keeping gripped and hovering above ground was more difficult when the car was at a standstill - he didn't have the threat of 60 or 70mph of speeding asphalt to keep his grip tight anymore.
He tensed, trying to keep quiet as soeone got out, and studied the person's feet. He was torn - should he announce himslef now, while the people we alone and so huamns couldn't gang up on him, or should he wait until he was locke disnide wherever they were hiding. He chewed his lip in thought, listening to a woman and what sounded like a young man's voice.
Think,Andrew, think. he nagged hismlef, his body shiveirng again as he fought to stay suspended underneath the car.  

[0Moon_Maiden0]

R.J. picked up the canister and placed back inside the truck. The only hint that she had become annoyed was by how loudly she slammed the truck door. "Get back in the inside," she commanded once again. "I don't want you getting a cold either from the rain."

"You're not my mother either," he shot back. A mistake which revived that night two years ago.

"No, I'm your bodyguard," she replied calmly as she reloaded her on gun and placed it back in it's holster. "Now back in the vehicle. We're going home."

"But there's still time to check out the-"

"As your bodyguard I will use any means to keep you safe," she replied. She knelt down enough to inspect the damage she may have caused the tires. Her raven hair dripped with rain, but that wasn't what Prince was looking at when he strolled past her. Instead he was catching a glimpse at her cleavage as he walked past. He smiled.

R.J. didn't seem to notice or she chose to ignore it. "I'm going to have to change there when we get back," she said.  

[dragontamer363]

Andrew winced as she got near the tires and froze - an easy feat for one who dind't have to breathe anymore. He waited and practicaly fell off in relief when she moved on.
Come on, maybe they'll think you're a human.
Sure - a human who just happened to cling onto thier car?
It's possible after all.
well, not that possible.
desperate times, desperate measures perhaps.
Do i look human? if i can speak surely that's a good enough indication. I can act human, maybe they won't know.
are you kidding me? have i actually looked in a mirror recently? for all i know i'm hideous. i mean, they'd shoot my face off.
but if i can talk before they shoot me...
no they won't belive me
goddamnit how bad do I look?!?!
you've been dead for two years, what do you think?
argh! THINK.

At the internal argument his body shivered more with teh eoffrt of keeping suspended, and the arm he'd damaged finally gave out. He slammed hard onto the ground with a loud swearword.