Undead Nightmare
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Thread Topic: Undead Nightmare
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I've been bored lately and I have been wanting to do a Zombie themed Rp. I don't care if this turns to romance or sadness. I want it realistic. I also want paragraphs for post, not a sentence. Anyone is Welcome. ^~^
It's summer break for most people. A warm, sunny day. A day perfect for swimming. However, a new sale's marketing has gave free tickets out to go spend summer in a cold, snowy place. This place is known as Alaska. Of course, who wouldn't want to go on vacation?
The Sale's marketing place is called Population Givers. This community wants to draw people to place's normal people wouldn't want to go. They gave 90 free tickets for Alaska.
Little did everyone know, A new virus is spreading. It effects the brain and lungs. It's almost like the Flu and lung Cancer mix. Since many people use the planes, they are the first infected.
Every Plane is infected. This mean 3/4 of people are too. In a matter of hours, the planes are crawling with the Undead or Zombies. This causes the plane with 90 to crash in the ocean, close by Alaska. Only close to 15 people survive. Now, you must survive in a infected world. Will the people survive or get killed?
Use This Character sheet~~~~~~
Name-
Eyes-
Hair style-
Hair color-
Sex-
Clothes-
Weapons-
Personality-
Likes-
Dislikes-
Bio-
Marksmanship- (1 to 5) (5 being best and 1 being bad.)
Intelligent- (1 to 5)
Survival skills- (1 to 5)
Fondness- (1 to 5)
Stealth- (1 to 5)
Endurance- (1 to 5)
Strength- (1 to 5)
(Let's remember I want them realistic. So, don't make 5 for everyone.) -
Name- Ferdinand Kastoff
Eyes- Blue with a hint of green, they are in an oval shape and it seems like he squints constantly, but it's the placing of his eyes
Hair style- His hair is side-swept, most of it's covering his right eye
Hair color- Shimmery Black, it's kind of in--between black and a silvery grey
Sex- Male
Clothes- Faded blue jeans that have wear and tear in them, a black T-shirt and an old leather jacket
Weapons- Two 6-shot pistols and a katana that he constantly keeps sharp.
Personality- He is tough as nails, and his personality is no different. He is very hard to warm up to.
Likes- Killing Zombies, Darkness, Weapons and fighting
Dislikes- Light, Being forced to do something and he hates being noticed.
Bio- Not long after the virus infected people, he had to kill his family. He was torn apart by it, but it made him a stronger person. He has been a lone wolf, and hasn't found any other survivors yet.
Marksmanship- (4)
Intelligent- (3)
Survival skills- (4)
Fondness- (2)
Stealth- (5)
Endurance- (5)
Strength- (4) -
Okay. Give Me A moment. It takes me a while. I'll make two characters.
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(Alright)
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Name-Grace Mae
Age-18 (I forget to put age on the list.)
Eyes-Brown, Her eye's are usually bold with a strong urge for sleep and She's blind in her left eyeball.
Hair Style-A layered Haircut, length a tiny bit shorter than her shoulders.
Hair Color-Blackish Red
Sex-Female
Clothes-A Black Tank Top, old skinny jeans, A Once White Jacket, with faded 'Aero' on the jacket. Her shoes usually change, but mostly Combat boots.
Weapons-A Katana placed heavily around her back.
Personality-Reckless at times, Quiet, Smart, and a bit harsh.
Likes-Fresh Apples, Trees, and swords.
Dislikes-Cold Water and being seen as a useless thing.
Bio-Her Eye injury happened when she was 4. Grace and her sister was playing in the woods, it was a misfortune with a stick being used as a sword
Marksmanship-(5)
Intelligence-(3)
Survival skills-(2)
Fondness-(3)
Stealth-(4)
Endurance-(4)
Strength-(3)
Name-Asher Rhome
Age-19
Eyes-Green, Usually wondering around at everything but what he's doing.
Hair Style-Curly, Past ears, and getting in his eyes.
Hair color-A Dirty blonde and a tiny bit of bleach.
Sex-Male
Clothes-Usually Something Dark. He likes the night and being hidden in it.
Weapons-A Shotgun and a knife
Personality-Funny,Charming, Nice,friendly, and Curious.
Likes-Sweets,Animals,Darkness,flashlights
Dislikes-Being Warm, Reckless People, kids, and smartass people.
Bio-He doesn't like talking about his family. Little is known about him, but his Sister died in the plane.
Marksmanship-(3)
Intelligence-(4)
Survival skills-(3)
Fondness-(4)
Stealth-(5)
Endurance-(3)
Strength-(3) -
(Ferdinand's age is 22)
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Okay. I can begin. You'll just have to be patient. I'm using a phone and it takes forever. Plus, it autocorrets everything.
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(Okay :D)
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(Yeah ^~^)
Grace's heart was pounding. She didn't have any weapons and she was slowly dying. It was 4 day's after the plane crash. The Crash.....Oh God. She sat in a shed. Her body felt so violent. Glass had caused cut's everywhere on her poor body. She was starving. Leaving the shed was like, leaving the only thing she had keeping her alive behind. She knew she would have to leave in, eventually. Grace's eyes looked out the window. 3 Dead roaming. She wasn't a wuss. She could run, but she didn't think her body had the energy. Hunger and pain swelled in her insides.
Asher's warm eyes watched the 2 other boy's and 1 girl. He was walking through snow, trying to find a town. This was his small group. Did he like them? Hell No. Were they keeping him alive for now? Hell Yes. He was forced to them. He didn't get hurt bad in the crash. His leg felt broke and it was bloody. However, he could still stagger on it. The oldest Boy was 24. His name was something that started with a B. He had a broken hand. He wasn't your idea Supermodel. He was putrid looking. The girl, Rose, was beautiful. The other guy was her boyfriend. The guy was missing a whole arm. The girl wasn't hurt very bad. Asher was lucky. -
Ferdinand paused. He thought he heard something crash in the far distance, but he wasn't sure. Ever since this virus broke out, everything was in utter chaos. He walked through the snow to see if he could reach, to whom or whatever crashed. At the moment, he wasn't in the best shape. He had a long gash along his right thigh and it hurt like hell, but he was pushing through. He wasn't worried about himself. He was worried about survivors. After all, he hadn't seen one since that fateful day, he had to kill his family.
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Grace's hand grabbed a upper shelf, using it to bring herself to a standing position. She cursed under her breath and looked back out the window. She could try to run. Flee. 'I have to flee.' She told herself. She could do this. She was weak and half blind. She grabbed a shovel. It felt heavier then her whole body. She whimpered in pain. "I....Can Do This!" She croaked. Her voice was raspy.
Asher followed. He looked up at the sky, hearing a crash. "What....was that?" He asked, curiously. "Shut the f--- up and walk faster. It's almost dark." The older boy replied to him with a shove. Asher hated this, but he was only using them. Once he got healed and got a weapon, he would run and pretend he didn't know them. -
Ferdinand's feet crunched on the snow as he picked up pace. He had to get there before any of the 'Infected' got there. He looked near the horizon and saw the shape of a plane, that had crashed a couple of days ago, but this wasn't what had caused the noise. It was something else. "What the hell was that?" he asked out-loud, suprised that his voice still worked after not talking for what seemed like ages. He slowed down and looked around the vast plain seeing nothing, until he noticed it in the distance. Smoke.
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Grace heard a well distance crash. It almost made her drop the shovel and run. Her eye's looked out the window. Smoke. A bomb? She yanked the door open and dashed. Her mind made it seem like she was running for miles, but after 30 seconds she found herself laying in the snow. A Dead fell on top of her, she weakly kicked it back. She crawled fast. It wasn't like running but it made her faster then the female walkers.
Asher looked at the sky. "Let's go see what that is." This earned him another hard push. "No!" The older guy said. "The noise!" He heard growls of three zombies coming near them. "Oh f---. The noise will make them come! Run!" Asher yelped at them. The only person with a weapon was the girl. She made shots. They buzzed past every zombies heard. Asher's eye's widened. "Hit them!" He yelled.
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