a lil zombie apocalypse rp
- Locked due to inactivity on Nov 16, '23 3:54am
Thread Topic: a lil zombie apocalypse rp
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yes, everyone that's allowed in my threads is free to join! just go ahead and make your character sheets
I'm working on mine now -
name: Adair Novak
age: 32
pronouns: she/her
appearance
❤worked at target when the virus broke out
❤stayed in her apartment throughout the beginning stages of the outbreak because she thought it would blow over. now she's one of the last people left alive. does this make her really smart or really dumb? let's find out
❤she collected tea before the end of the world - now has a very large stash of all kinds of cool teas
❤avoids the undead like she avoided all of her problems in her former life. doesn't own a gun and doesn't think highly enough of her ability to fight to bother finding one. no fight just run
❤she's pretty fast, and she's lived in this town her whole life - she knows every street and back alley to take
❤just a regular ass woman in a Situation -
Name: Montresor arvier
Age: 23
Pronouns: he/him
Appearance:
Strengths: he is incredibly strong and was able to lift 350 pounds or 158 kg. He's also worked with guns
Weaknesses: he requires a lot of food to keep going and is shady at best with his alliance
Occupation: he worked as a security guard and before that he trained police dogs
Where he was during outbreak: he was taking a week off when the outbreak started and consistently snuck around his apartment building raiding for food
Other: he always either chews gum or has a sucker and refuses to let himself run out, saying "he'd rather die"
If this is not good I will revise -
perfectly fine!! I'm not too picky on the character sheets since I'm not taking this soap too seriously for now
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Name: Justin Seomgi (just some guy)
Age: 25
Gender: Male
Appearance: Brown eyes, dark hair, and light skin. There is nothing particularly striking about his appearance, unless you count his eyebags. He usually wears monochrome colours like a gray hoodie and sweatpants.
Strengths: Knows a lot of random facts that are mostly useless, except for rare occasions. He's also a barber so he can cut hair well
Weaknesses: Not very strong, fast, or capable. The only way he's survived is by sticking around other people who keep him as a barber.
Occupation: Ex-barber
Where he was during outbreak: Sleeping in his apartment. He missed the first part of the apocalypse and his life was saved by his laziness, since his coworkers got bitten when they went into work that day
Other: Always looks exhausted and has like two pairs of shoes -
Name: Ellenor Aruna
Age: 20
Gender: Female
Appearance: dark brown locks, blue eyes and dark skin. Wears light clothes, dark glasses and boots.
Strengths: Ellenor can do hand to hand combat, and her weapon is a worn dagger, thanks to her training as a cadet in the military before the ~. Did i mention she is a great cook?
Weaknesses: Scared of small dark rooms, and being vulnerable.
Occupation; Military. Ellenor loves gaming, and overslept the morning her neighbors were bitten. Supposed to be at an interview, but better to be in one piece than a fulltime zombie. -
Imma join too
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Last call: make your characters please!! I'll be starting this when I get home tonight, regardless of how many character sheets were made.
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Name: Jake Aura
Age: 56
Gender: Male
Appearance: light brown hair, light skin, green eyes, bullet proof vest with tools, stubble
Strengths: Jake has a retired German shepherd, he can shoot a gun, he can grow crops, he can kill
Weaknesses: Scared of his dog dying, submechanophobia
Occupation: Farmer/ Ex policeman
Other: seems to always have something in his hair, wears a straw hat, barley sleeps but full of energy -
I forgot to add that he has a weird obsession with mushrooms
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i think imma drop out of this yall
i can't handle that many RPS lmao -
that's valid
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Alright, no more character sheets. We'll take turns posting in the same order we posted our character sheets in, so:
1.) me
2.) egg
3.) spice
4.) duelist
5.) shadowlynx -
She awoke in dead silence and pitch black. A particularly gnarly nightmare had dragged her from her sleep, the only refuge she had in this world anymore. The contorted faces of all the people she'd ever loved twisted in her mind's eye, like a bad optical illusion, blood seeping from every orifice of every face. These people didn't exist anymore. Her mom, her dad, her best friend, her work acquaintances. They were all dead, she knew- she had seen them wandering the streets in search of fresh meat a number of times. Each time, she felt a little less desperate to find life in those ugly, rotting faces, and she hated that.
She sat up slowly, like a geriatric patient navigating their hospital bed. With nothing to look forward to aside from more horror, she had found little motivation to get up these days, let alone leave her little apartment. She wished she had hoarded books in her past life, like some of the friends she had known then. Of course, the friends with books were all dead, so maybe she could just go loot their houses?
She mulled it over for a while as she went through the motions of waking, getting dressed and brushing her teeth in the dark. These small habits she could do blindfolded, and as such, saw no need to waste candlelight on. By the time she was putting her shoes on, her mind was made up. What else was there to do? How disrespectful would those friends find what she was about to do, anyway? Any avid reader would be aghast to think of all those books left gathering dust on bookshelves that would never be touched by human hands again. She would be doing them a favor.
She resolved to go through with it, bored enough to ignore the risk, and headed out the door. -
Montresor walked as quietly as possible through the halls, he held a small circular nightlight that used to belong to one of the children in his apartment. It was a pain in the butt to get batteries for it but it was good for sneaking around at night. He preferred to travel at night, there were few other raiders at that time and it was good for his usual sleep schedule. He also entertained the thought that maybe just maybe he felt cooler sneaking around at night like a resident evil character fighting off any zombies he found. Today he traveled to floor 5 of his apartment complex and saw a spider. He was oblivious of the spider, it didn't seem to have to worry about the annoying rotting undead. He broke into the apartment 501 with the master key he looted from the body of the former landlord and closed the door behind him. He looked around in the silent, empty room frozen in time almost. He walked into the kitchen and found his jackpot. It was a jumbo sized bag of dumdums.
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