War Takes Away, Destroys
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Thread Topic: War Takes Away, Destroys
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"If it doesn't kill you, it went well...for the most part."
War had been brewing all across the world. World war 3. America was the native battlefield for the war as millions on its soils lost lives. Most people joining the military in hopes of ending the war and returning to their old ways. However a drastic change, a horrible event made this highly unlikely anymore.
On the date of December 25th, 2055, the opposition had a mind to give a very very special Christmas special in the form of a massive nuke. It took away most of the remaining population. Or Atleast killing them, anyway. Something was weird with the nuke. The dead...did not remain dead. On the date of January 1st, 2056, at precise midnight, those who had lost their lives had reanimated as the "walking dead," Zombies, braineaters, walkers, whatever you want to call them. They had a bad thirst for blood and brains. Slow in movement were the main ones, but deadly.
At a new military base built in 2053, two strangers meet up with each other barely alive alone. C1, a [*insert rank here*] in the military. and C2, who avoided the war mainly. These two have to help each other to survive through the days and find food, meds., protection. Anything that will help. Is there any help out There? Anywhere to go that is safe now? Will they make it out or become the food for the dead?
Character Sheet
Name:
Rank(C1):
Age(17-28):
Gender:
Previous occupation:
Appearance:
Clothing:
Main weapon(one melee, one ranged):
Bio:
Extra:
I know its not great, but anybody interested?) -
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May I join?
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Sure. Which do you want; C1 or 2?
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2 please
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Okay. I'll go and get started on my character. Might take an hour, or more if I fall asleep.
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Ok)
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Name: Grace May Moseley
Rank(C1): PFC
Age(17-28): 20
Gender: Female.
Previous occupation: before she joined the military, she was in school. No job or anything.
Appearance:
Clothing: Simple set of a white tanktop shirt, and a pair of town black pants and boots. She wears a light blue jacket as well, with gloves on her hands. Over her eyes she usually has a pair of goggles to help, and a baseball cap to block the Sun out a little.
Main weapon: Melee-A baseball bat. Ranged-Desert Eagle.
Bio: Before everything, before joining the military, she lived a rather peaceful life. The thing that had her want to join the military was the death of her father who died in it. She did her best, and well. Though, when the nuke fell she barely survived. She did not know how or anything. But when she did, she was covered in dirt and scars. And bleeding a bit badly. She managed to stay and get out alive, but with a limp.
Extra: She has a tattoo that says "You tried." on her left forearm. Also, she hurt her leg before and it hasn't healed yet so she limps and can't really run very fast.
Hope it seems well. I'm sleepy here.) -
Name: Umbreon Heartsinger
Rank(C1):
Age(17-28): 21
Gender: male
Previous occupation: gunsmith
Appearance: umbreon is a bit unusual, with deathly pale skin and gray eyes. His hair is blue black and is very long, seeing as he hasn't had the time to cut it. He is rather tall but is also severely under weight.
Clothing: loose black clothing with a blue bandana on his head to keep his hair out of his face. He has a gun holster strapped to his left leg.
Main weapon(one melee, one ranged): a katana and a tri-barreled hand gun he made before the nuke dropped
Bio: Umbreon lived in a small town in the rocky mountains, one of the few places the war hadn't gotten too. He spent most of his years learning how to clean and build guns and ammunition, as well as how to shoot. After the nuke dropped he started wandering, never staying in one place to long
Extra: he had a wolf pup named fenreir that he travels with -
Cool. I'll start later or tomorrow. Bit sleepy here.)
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Kk see yas tomatoe
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*ya tomorrow
....not yas tomatoe.... -
I was confused on why you were calling me tomatoe. I'm here for now, couldn't sleep at the moment.)
Grace had been walking along the Long beaten highway that was cluttered with card, empty. No sign of life or any undead yet, but she still kept a firm grip on her handgun just in case. "I shouldn't be far now..." she said to herself. She was making her way towards a military base in hopes of finding some form of life, another human. She hadn't run into another since the nuke fell down, but she still had hope, faith that she was not the last one alive in the area. But that hope slowly depleted with each passing hour and undead run into. -
Lol my auto correct is a bit dumb)
Umbreon hummed softly as he walked beside a old highway, his hand on his gun as he eyed the cars warily. According to a map he had found, there was a military base by this highway and that was good. Military bases generally had ammunition and food. He glanced down at his wolf pup, noticing he was starting to tire "want me to carry you?" He asked and the wolf looked at him, making him smile before he crouched down and picked him up under one arm, holding his gun in the other hand -
I see.)
Grace kept to the trail she was walking. She knew how to her to the base, when she had first joined the military she was put there for a few weeks before being sent across the state a bit. Her walking came to a abrupt stop when the sound of growling came to her ears. "f---..." she murmured. She was holding not to run into anymore today but her luck did not have that planned. Just behind a car, a cavalier to be exact, stood one of them. She slowly raised her pistol, staring down the sight as she focused on its head, setting everything up. "Bye now.." she said as she pulled the trigger. It immediately fell on contact, blood splashing a little around and falling down to the concrete road below.
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