Save One Bullet (semi-realistic zombie-apocalypse rp)

[Omerta23]

ok, so i've been gone awhile..... s**t happens... anyway now i'm back with an idea that i think should be pretty interesting. it could turn out amazing, it could fail epicly, let's see how it goes.

In the year 2011 a plague of unknown origin began spreading through the earth's population with a 90% kill rate. It's effects were devestating. Eventually, rioting started, people went crazy trying to get supplies they needed to shelter themselves from everyone else in a frenzy to stay un-infected. The chaos grew worse and worse, until eventually there was no semblance of control anywhere, only total anarchy. But that wasn't the worse of it. 7 months after the first infection, the virus began mutating faster than the few scientists left attempting to combat it could form a vaccine. The mutation, unlike the mutations most viruses take that immunize them from vaccines, were worse than anyone had imagined. It began reanimating its victims. To survive, these "zombies" were forced to feed on any protein they could find, and unfortunately the most abundant source of fresh protein was the surviving human population. After that, people stopped trusting even their neighbors. Now, 3 years later, in 2014, things are worse than ever. The zombie population vastly out numbers that of the humans, and supplies are running low in many areas. This is the story of a few survivors. You choose how it ends.

Setting: a suburban area, houses, abandoned stores/restaurants, a forest, etc.

Rules:
1. No, you cannot be a zombie. For the purpose of this RP, zombies are brain dead, so everyone's a human. Zombies are NPCs,

2. For obvious reasons, no killing a PC without the owners previous consent. When you give consent for a character you own to be killed, send me a PM so that I know no one's bullshitting. Not trying to be a hardass, it's just a simple sure way to make sure everything stays fair.

3. No magical powers. It says semi-realistic in the title for a reason.

4. Romance is allowed, but keep it PG-13. If you feel it would further character development/plot/etc for 2 characters to have sex, fine, but no cybering on the forum, keep it in PMs and just hint at it happening in the forum (or not if you dont want others do kno, honestly it doesn't matter whether we know or not, just if it happens keep it OUT of the forum).

5. Don't be a jackass, this is supposed to be for fun. If I feel you're being repeatedly rude without benefit to the RP then I will kill your character off and any later attempts to start a new one or post in the thread again will not be acknowledged. burning_eyes


Now the twist: Your character(s) CANNOT perform an action or have knowledge of real world things or abilities that you yourself do not know. For instance, if you want your character to kick down a door, you need to look up how to kick down a door and understand how to perform the action. If you want your character to use herbs, medicine, first aid for cuts, illness, broken bones, etc, then you need to look up what herbs, medicines, or first aid techniques need to be used. The more you study, the more skills your character will have to help him/her survive.

Character Form-

Name:
Age:
Gender:
Backstory:
Housing Situation:
Description: (picture optional, if no pic then description is necessary)
Skills Already Known:

Before the RPing starts, I want to at least get 3 people involved, including myself. Not 3 characters, 3 seperate users. Each user can have as many characters as they like.  

[Omerta23]

User: Hellz Kirara
Name: Raven
Age: 18
Gender: Female
Backstory:
At the young age of four or five years, Raven could be found in her room playing with the small toys her parents had bought her, these times were hard and she had grown up used to having almost nothing but loved it all the same learning quick that items and personal possessions really do not matter when it comes to most things. Her parents often gave her toys to play with before they would venture to one of the local gambling clubs at the outskirts of her home town leaving her alone at home to do freely as she wished, that mostly included sitting in her room throwing or rolling a small ball around. The toys amused her and kept her busy but she would eventually grow bored of them as well and yearn for her parents love. One night bored of her toys she sat up taking her gaze off the water stained rood and setting her ball on the floor, slipped out into the hall listening softly for any sound that may show her parents had returned. There was a soft muffled sound and thinking it was the radio she slowly and carefully took the railing and walked down the stairs which were still way to high for her small body. The sounds got louder as she reached the end. All she could think of was asking her parents to come play a game with her like they used to a few months ago, it felt like years. She, stepping out lightly in the doorway, was about to call for her mother when she saw a man with his back to her and from under his legs the image of her father sitting in a chair. She moved closer to see her mother as well and they both looked like they were tied and some strange cloth was in their mouths stopping them from making a sound. There were more men in the room, talking to her parents in a deep voice full of pure fury and hatred. Not liking this and seeing the fear in her mother’s eyes she ran past the man in the doorway and jumped at the one who was now reaching out for a knife one of his companions was holding out. She took him by surprise but it didn’t save her and she was thrown harshly onto the floor pain raking through her as the others rushed her, their angered cries barely blocking out the scared muffled cry of her mother as she watched the man her daughter had jumped pick her child up off the floor by the hair and hold the knife to her neck with a smile. Dropping her he turned his attention away and then she felt the pain as the others took turns hitting her keeping her from getting back up. When she seemed subdued she was pulled up by two of them, they stunk badly, she could remember that. They smelt like they had been drinking. She recognized it because her uncle always drank when she visited. She didn’t feel the pain at first but heard her parents cries as her arms were slit open slowly then her legs. Her body thrashed as her blood started to seep out and they dropped her there deep laughing echoing in her mind. Gazing up now she watched with tear glazed eyes the men beat her parents and then carefully slit their throats with a thin blade. When they left she was presumed dead and discarded in the corner with her parents left on display before her. A few hours later she was able to move slightly her body ached heavily and she didn’t want to but she couldn’t look at them anymore. She slowly crawled to her mother’s side and hugged her crying and then took the phone that was in her mother’s pocket and started to search through the contacts for the one person they always told her to call in case something happened, James, her uncle that lived in the south seven hours away. Hitting send she waited as the phone ringed and finally when a voice picked up she caught her breath and in a small voice explained through tears what she had seen and was soon picked up and 9 hours later was sitting in his living room. She was told why this had happened, her parents had racked up a gambling tab of $10,000,000 and because they refused to pay the price they were silenced. It was how the world was harsh and cold. She spent later years at her uncle’s, living with little possessions and many beatings. Her uncle to her dismay was a raging alcoholic worse than Benji on her father’s side. He hit her for no reason most nights and would yell at her at random for things even when she hadn’t been around. She learned to fight back and normally won. At the age of 14 she lost her uncle to alcohol poisoning and was left alone. Living now on the streets with her stuffed dog, nicknamed hunter, she found she enjoyed it and took up the life style learning to be quick and to down her foe’s affectively in the fight to survive. These skills came in handy when the virus broke out, she was thankful she didn't have any friends and managed to find an abandoned house that she defended as if it were her own, surviving on her own and trusting nobody.
Housing Situation: She lives in an abandoned house she had found after he virus had wiped out most which is bordered up and protected at all times.
Description:

Skills Already Known: She can easily defend herself with just about any weapon and is very knowledgable on cooking any type of food, she only sort of knows medical things such as CPR and how to deal with certain wounds.  

[Omerta23]

well then, ******** you too. i'm out