Necrotis Resurgent
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Thread Topic: Necrotis Resurgent
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The Cordyceps fungi, previously known as the "zombie ant fungus" has released a new, radical strain dubbed 'Cordyceps Resurgent' into the Asiatic population. Quickly, it spread throughout Europe and Africa, eventually encroaching upon the shores of America through ambiguous means, baffling scientists and mortifying the populace. Rates of infection grew exponentially over the course of about two months, and now 20% of the American population has been exposed to the lethal virus, crippling their critical organ systems and causing all sorts of f---mania in their minds. Advanced stages of Cordyceps infection include but are not limited to (if they haven't died by now): Cannibalism, engorged muscles, blindness, acute olfactory senses, mania, insanity, disfigurement, a lumbering gait and the urge to eat. A lot.
Only recently however, has anyone given this fungal infection any major notice. The president has enacted martial law and sent a direct order over national news and bullhorn for any and all non-military personnel to report to their local town hall, for further instruction. The situation over in the East is cloudy at best, although leaked reports indicate something gruesome. Everybody's unsettled at best and absolutely terrified at worst. Well, some are dead too. Although a s----vortex of questions and inquiries swirl in your mind with fervor, one question rises above all the rest.
"What happens now?" -
(Roleplay starts early in the morning, about 6:00 AM.)
Nikolai stirs from his bedding, mindless groans nearly shouted and fits thrown as the blaring chirp of the alarm clock awakens him. He smashes his fist down on top of it, causing the vibrant colors to dull and eventually fade into darkness. "B**** ass." He cursed at the clock. This would have to be his fifth alarm this month.
Groggily and unwillingly he arose from his red-satin bed and lumbered from closet to bathroom to downstairs, enjoying a cold bowl of cereal on the black pseudo-leather couch as he stared at the VIZIO screen, his spiky hair still in a mess. -
(Is this for our group??)
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(ye)
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(Oh ok)
Carrie woke up suddenly from the blaring of her alarm sitting next to her bed on the nightstand. She groaned quickly turning off the loud noise. She got up out of the bed walking to the window seeing the sky still very dark but a small line across the bottom of the sky is light. Grabbing her clothesthen to the bathroom to get changed, then walked down the stairs to her kitchen and turned on the tv while getting something to eat. -
A scene of blood, guns and bodies were everywhere. But as the dream continued, the bodies became distinct. The most notable difference was size. The humans were, well, human, but the beast was most certainly not. They looked like deformed bodybuilders worth glazed over eyes and decaying skin. The image shifted a she was suddenly under the weight of the zombie like creature. The mouth seemed to come towards her in slow motion, and as it was about to bite her, she woke up. Ophelia's body was drenched in sweat and her heart was pounding so violently she could feel it in her arms. She slowly got out of bed and got ready for the day. Her dad was now gone and her mother fled the country, so it was just herself and the house. She grabbed a granola bar and milk and began packing for the day. Pocket knife? Check. Glocks and ammo? Check. Water, trail mix, and jerky? Check. Extra clothes? Check. She grabbed some gauze, hair ties, and a few hygiene products before leaving. Most people stayed home in fear, but Ophelia didn't. She wanted a way out of here.
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Darren was wide awake, he had been for about two hours now. He had been perusing the internet for a breakfast idea that wasn't his usual eggs, bacon, and potatoes. He has had the same breakfast ever since he was a kid. It's what his dad made him after his mom left. He stopped thinking about that and continued to eat the breakfast burrito he made. After he finished, it was still a couple hours before he had to go to work so he sat in front of his small TV and put on the news channel. "This is the life." He thought to himself. Turning off the TV he headed back to his bedroom and started getting ready for his day.
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