Zombie Apocalypse RPG 2.0 (New characters always welcome)
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As I ran through the street I could hear Steve huffing and puffing behind me.The Z's were everywhere,stumbling out of shops,falling from open windows.They all were doing one thing in common though,they were all,slowly but definetly,making their way towards us.We got inside safe enough and I shut the door and pulled down the blinds,they were stupid that way.The electric was still on so I could see clearly, the reception area looked pretty normal considering out side was fucked up.We wandered up to the lift and pressed the button to the floor where I saw the man.The lift opened and there were 5 Z's milling about.2 were down with some pretty big holes in them,looked like shotgun blasts.The Z's finally saw us.I took the magnum from steve's hand,he didn't seem to mind.5 rounds left,Greasy apron man had the other.I didn't need them,we just walked straight passed them,It was like running passed blind kids with headphones on.I knocked on what I guess was The mans door,the things were slowly approaching.
Vinny hears knocking. He opens the door. Two men are standing in the hallway, with a crowd of zombies slowly amassing around them. "You must be the guys from the street." Vinny decides. "Come in." The two men sit on the couch. Before Vinny can ask the guys any questions, multiple arms come through the hole in the ceiling and start groping around. "Okay, we need to get to somewhere safe. Any suggestions?"
OOC: Voodoopigs will be gone until Tuesday, so he has asked me to take control of Craig until he gets back.
"Come the fuck on!" Vinny angrily yells at the four people assembled on his couch. "You guys haven't offered one goddamn thing to prolong our existence among these....things! You assholes can't think of anywhere to go!?" "We can get out of the city." Craig offers. "And go where? We need to get to somewhere that has electricity, food, and water!" Vinny yells. As if on cue, the power immediately shuts off. The apartment is engulfed in pitch darkness. Vinny knows why. He once watched a documentary on the Discovery channel (Life After People) that said that, without workers to maintain the power plants, power to the world would be nonexistent after six hours. "Fine, we'll go with Craig's plan. We can take my car. It seats eight. We just have to make one stop." Vinny says as he grabs his keys and the Attache case.
Can I join?
Name: Malachi D'Anna
Age: 25
Items: Several military-grade guns, ammunition, enough food and water for ten days, a dog whistle, enough dog food and water for ten days, a surgical mask, several knifes, a machete, a portable electric generator with solar panels, a stolen taxi, some body armor, and a working cell phone.
Backstory: Malachi was the son of the Mayor in New York before the zombie virus came. As a boy and a teenager, he was interested in becoming a Navy SEAL, but all his hopes were dashed when the zombie virus made his first appearance. After the tragic deaths of his family, Malachi fought off the zombies in his house and began searching the area for resources. He stole a New York taxi and hooked it up to several solar panels using his own brand of technological wizardry, and even found a companion in the city- a dog abandoned by the owner of a pet shop. With his taxi in tow, Malachi set off to find other survivors, and detected a transmission coming from Las Vegas. He slowly made his way there and is now roaming the streets of the devastated Sin City, searching for survivors with his canine companion.
Name: Malachi D'Anna
Age: 25
Items: Several military-grade guns, ammunition, enough food and water for ten days, a dog whistle, enough dog food and water for ten days, a surgical mask, several knifes, a machete, a portable electric generator with solar panels, a stolen taxi, some body armor, and a working cell phone.
Backstory: Malachi was the son of the Mayor in New York before the zombie virus came. As a boy and a teenager, he was interested in becoming a Navy SEAL, but all his hopes were dashed when the zombie virus made his first appearance. After the tragic deaths of his family, Malachi fought off the zombies in his house and began searching the area for resources. He stole a New York taxi and hooked it up to several solar panels using his own brand of technological wizardry, and even found a companion in the city- a dog abandoned by the owner of a pet shop. With his taxi in tow, Malachi set off to find other survivors, and detected a transmission coming from Las Vegas. He slowly made his way there and is now roaming the streets of the devastated Sin City, searching for survivors with his canine companion.
The_Oracle said:
OOC: Of course you can. Everyone's welcome here.
Vinny brings the group down to the parking garage. "They're everywhere!" Craig yells. "I noticed that." Vinny replies. He instructs the group to wait while he gets the car. After a bit of wandering, Vinny finds it and brings it around. To his horror, zombies have surrounded the group. "Everybody in!" Vinny shouts.
OOC: Issac Dodgson(the guy who made Jack) has resigned, so if anyone wants his character, you can have him. If nobody takes him after three days, or nobody wants him, I'll kill him off.
Malachi scratches his dog's ears for a moment, and starts polishing and repairing his gun once again.
It had become somewhat of a ritual for him, as well as a survival instinct. You never knew when zombies were going to attack.
In the beginning, the government had treated the virus like an isolated instance and warned everyone to stay calm. As the virus swept across the globe, needless to say, there was much hysteria all around. There were riots in the streets, governments toppled and gave way into anarchy, and thousands- no, millions- of people died.
Malachi sighs. Might as well track that mysterious transmission again. He was roughly somewhere in the middle of Sin City, according to his maps. He fires up his solar-powered taxi and takes off, searching the empty streets for survivors.
It had become somewhat of a ritual for him, as well as a survival instinct. You never knew when zombies were going to attack.
In the beginning, the government had treated the virus like an isolated instance and warned everyone to stay calm. As the virus swept across the globe, needless to say, there was much hysteria all around. There were riots in the streets, governments toppled and gave way into anarchy, and thousands- no, millions- of people died.
Malachi sighs. Might as well track that mysterious transmission again. He was roughly somewhere in the middle of Sin City, according to his maps. He fires up his solar-powered taxi and takes off, searching the empty streets for survivors.
OOC: This post will be filling in for Voodoopigs(the guy who created Craig). That's why this is going to be in first person from Craig's perspective.
Without giving it any thought, I opened the car door and hopped in. I saw Vinny stomp on the accelerator and the car lurched forward. The Durango tore through the streets aggressively, splattering any Z's that got in the way. The drive seemed endless. I saw some pretty horrible shit through the window. After a solid 15 minutes of driving, the car came to a stop. I heard Vinny say "You guys wait here." as he stepped out of the car and jogged up to the Luxor casino.
Vinny arms himself with the shotgun from the case and runs up the walkway to the glass doors. He pushes the door open and steps inside. Vinny knows that this place had been under mafia control before the zombies showed up. Speaking of zombies, there are none to be found. It's also extremely dark. He pushes through a door that leads to the casino floor. There are a few zombies milling around. A mafioso pops out with an SMG from behind an overturned poker table. "Hey, it's Vinny! Don't we have orders to kill him?" "We sure do." a voice from behind the poker table says. The mafioso opens fire and Vinny dodges between slot machines to avoid the bullets. He charges toward the elevator. Vinny hadn't been expecting this to happen. He pushes a button near the elevator. Vinny crouches behind the garbage can as some sort of way to protect himself from the barrage. He hears a ding, which is followed by the opening of the elevator doors.
A woman that's about his age falls out of the elevator. She's who he's been looking for. Unfortunately, there's a zombie on top of her. Vinny hits the zombie in the head with the butt of the shotgun. The zombie rolls off."Vinny?" Before Vinny can grab the woman's hand, a hail of gunfire comes their way. "Follow me!" Vinny yells as he takes her hand and goes back the same way he had gotten to this part of the casino. As soon as they reach the entrance plaza, the woman says "Stop, Vinny! I need to just....sit down." So they sit in a corner of the plaza. "You are Vinny, aren't you?" she says. "Yes. And you're Liz." "-sigh- We were gonna have a life together, Vin. I was gonna divorce that Jimmy and we were gonna get married." "We still can, Liz. Come with us. We're leaving town." "Who's us?" "Just me, my neighbor, and some other guys." "Other guys?" "Let's just go." "Fine." The two go through the glass doors and climb into Vinny's car. "What took you so long?" Craig says. Vinny says "You don't even know what I was doing." as he turns the key.
OOC: So... I'm in the car? Sorry for missing so much! Lol.
BTW, OOC means out of character.
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Steve couldn't believe what just happened. Zombies? The undead? This was all just like some cheap horror flick, only it had the bitter taste of reality. Steve had seen some pretty fucked up stuff today, and he wasn't sure how to take it. Checking his gun, Steve noticed he still had a fair bit of ammo with him, he just hoped he could get a shotgun someplace. Steve looked outside the car window into the street, there were zombies everywhere, dotting all over the place. Steve noticed a sign saying there was a gun shop just down the road.
"I'm leaving boys, cover my exit. Tell Vinny I'll be back with some ammo, or better yet, just pull up to the gun shop down the street. And you guys better fucking show up, or I'm gonna be pissed."
Steve unlocked the door, counted to fifty, reloaded his gun, got it ready, took a deep breath, and opened the door of the car.
"Well, time to see if the boy's got legs." Steve muttered.
Gun in hand, Steve made his way down the street.
BTW, OOC means out of character.
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Steve couldn't believe what just happened. Zombies? The undead? This was all just like some cheap horror flick, only it had the bitter taste of reality. Steve had seen some pretty fucked up stuff today, and he wasn't sure how to take it. Checking his gun, Steve noticed he still had a fair bit of ammo with him, he just hoped he could get a shotgun someplace. Steve looked outside the car window into the street, there were zombies everywhere, dotting all over the place. Steve noticed a sign saying there was a gun shop just down the road.
"I'm leaving boys, cover my exit. Tell Vinny I'll be back with some ammo, or better yet, just pull up to the gun shop down the street. And you guys better fucking show up, or I'm gonna be pissed."
Steve unlocked the door, counted to fifty, reloaded his gun, got it ready, took a deep breath, and opened the door of the car.
"Well, time to see if the boy's got legs." Steve muttered.
Gun in hand, Steve made his way down the street.
OOC: I'm gonna be talking OOC for a while, switching between steve and joe.
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Joe sat up. His head hurt, and he was hungry. So very hungry. The hunger never really stopped nowadays. He didn't like it, he just wanted it all to end, or for some brained ones to just die and let him have his due. He was so close, he could practically taste the brains, then Bam! The brained one used his bambam to hurt Joe. Joe didn't feel it, but he knew he lost one of his eyes. If the brained one hadn't shot Joe's eye it would all be over, but it wasn't, and he was gonna get some brains. He just needed to avoid the bambam.
The bambams were scary things, he knew that much. They took out whole groups of the hungered, and the hungered never got back up. Joe didn't care though, the other hungereds only stole his brains. Joe looked about him, there were some dead hungered ones on the floor, hit by the bambam. Joe could smell there brains. The brains of the hungereds tasted bad, and never filled the hunger. Joe had never tried real brains, but he knew they tasted good. Even flesh on its own tasted good, but the brains were the best part.
Joe saw a way out, he walked up to the open window, and fell to the floor below.
SMACK
Joe got up, his leg was a little broken, but he could manage. He was gonna find some brains. He went walking, following the horde. There were people nearby, in one of their moving boxes, and the other hungered ones were gonna get inside, any moment now. One of the brained ones had left the box, and even though some stragglers would go after him, Joe knew that a majority of the zombies would stay for the real prize inside the box. They were already surrounding the box, making themselves thick and unmovable so it couldn't leave. Joe was running now, he wanted brains.
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OOC: Sorry for the long post, basically I'm outlining that the guys in the car are surrounded by a horde, and Zombie Joe is among them. Steve should probably be okay at the gun shop, so it's your choice to drive away, or head for the gun shop.
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Joe sat up. His head hurt, and he was hungry. So very hungry. The hunger never really stopped nowadays. He didn't like it, he just wanted it all to end, or for some brained ones to just die and let him have his due. He was so close, he could practically taste the brains, then Bam! The brained one used his bambam to hurt Joe. Joe didn't feel it, but he knew he lost one of his eyes. If the brained one hadn't shot Joe's eye it would all be over, but it wasn't, and he was gonna get some brains. He just needed to avoid the bambam.
The bambams were scary things, he knew that much. They took out whole groups of the hungered, and the hungered never got back up. Joe didn't care though, the other hungereds only stole his brains. Joe looked about him, there were some dead hungered ones on the floor, hit by the bambam. Joe could smell there brains. The brains of the hungereds tasted bad, and never filled the hunger. Joe had never tried real brains, but he knew they tasted good. Even flesh on its own tasted good, but the brains were the best part.
Joe saw a way out, he walked up to the open window, and fell to the floor below.
SMACK
Joe got up, his leg was a little broken, but he could manage. He was gonna find some brains. He went walking, following the horde. There were people nearby, in one of their moving boxes, and the other hungered ones were gonna get inside, any moment now. One of the brained ones had left the box, and even though some stragglers would go after him, Joe knew that a majority of the zombies would stay for the real prize inside the box. They were already surrounding the box, making themselves thick and unmovable so it couldn't leave. Joe was running now, he wanted brains.
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OOC: Sorry for the long post, basically I'm outlining that the guys in the car are surrounded by a horde, and Zombie Joe is among them. Steve should probably be okay at the gun shop, so it's your choice to drive away, or head for the gun shop.
OOC: Thanks.Canadianwookie said:
Vinny checks the rear view mirror and does a quick head count. "Are we missing someone?" Vinny asks. "Steve got out of the car. He said something about a gun shop." Craig answers. "He must be going to the one down the street." "Well, we could use more guns, and we're gonna need food too. Okay here's the plan. Liz, Jack, and I'll drive over to the supermarket and pick up as much food as we can. Craig, Terrence. You'll be going to the gun shop to back up Steve." Vinny is pleased with his own plan. With Terrence and Steve gone, Vinny speeds down to the supermarket.
OOC: This is another one of Craig's bits.
Vinny ordered me to go with Terrence, and I figured I should. So, I hopped out the car door and into a crowd of zombies. Just my luck. The one that immediately lunged for me had a name tag that read Joe. I easily pushed him back. I fought my way through the crowd, hoping that Terrence hadn't been taken down. I finally broke free of the swarm and made a mad dash down the sidewalk toward the gun shop. I assumed Terrence was behind me. I looked in the broken window.
OOC: Here's my poll. What name would you like for this RPG? Right now we only have one choice and this is the one we have now. It is Ghosts of Sin City. I'm open to suggestions. After three days, I'll narrow it down to four names, then everyone will vote.
OOC: I know this is my fourth post in a row, but every week, I must post a weather update with the desert and whatnot. I forgot to do it on the 29th, so I'm doing it now.
WEATHER REPORT
The sand dunes have come closer. There is little chance of escaping the city. All of the roads going in and out of the city have been covered by an inch of sand. It is still possible to drive on them, but they are very difficult to locate, and the shifting sand makes it hard to keep control of your vehicle. Well, good luck!
Malachi, having spotted the gun store at a distance, carefully makes his way towards the store. He had left his dog Rufus in the taxi a couple of feet a way, which was a small risk, but one that needed to be taken if he was to scout out the area.
He loads his faithful shotgun and proceeds towards the store, keeping an eye out for any signs of life or unlife.
OOC: I just thought I'd throw Malachi into the mix by giving him the chance to interact with the other characters, if you don't mind.
He loads his faithful shotgun and proceeds towards the store, keeping an eye out for any signs of life or unlife.
OOC: I just thought I'd throw Malachi into the mix by giving him the chance to interact with the other characters, if you don't mind.
