Post by Mariomasher on Feb 8, 2010 20:29:40 GMT -5
This is a Zombified RP, like the games Left 4 Dead and Left 4 Dead 2. There are going to be six survivors and that's it! I will not be swayed...easily. The story will have 4 areas where it takes place, or at least until I can think of more ideas. All of us start with a handgun that isn't overly powerful, your pick of one, though.
Basic Story: The infection started when an unauthorized American Science Shuttle returned from an intergalactic mission and was apparently carrying the infection. The virus was and still is more advanced than the human race is which allowed it to "cloak" itself from human scanners. The shuttle was opened and the virus released. The virus is widespread and not many are immune. Six survivors will try traveling to safety of the military, or have they been infected as well?
Survivors
1.Galen Jakovv
2.
3.
4.
5.
6.
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Harsh Meadows: It'll need more slash and burn!
Galen knows there are others. Others, but not close. He'd have to meet a complete stranger to see a non-infected. His name was Jason, but his family was one of the first to obtain the treacherous infection, and he had the choice of becoming infected or killing each and every one of them. He mourned for a brief time, and then began to clear his mind of emotions. His emotions are neutral, kind of like a vulcan from Star Trek, but his emotions could be triggered. He changed his name to Galen, meaning "calm", only reasonable for his state of mind.
He left his home, only with 4 spare clips, with a fifth in the gun, for a Walther PPK/S. James Bond pistol, though it had been previously used by his father for military stealth missions. There was a silencer in the back pocket of Galen's navy cargo pants. Galen also wore a brown ammunition belt and a dark green T-shirt with a red hazard symbol on it. Cold never really bothered Galen, but it was never really comfortable.
Galen was in Maine, but not exactly sure of what town. All the "Welcome to..." signs were splattered with blood and were illegible. Trees were dead, all color was eliminated. He lay out cardboard and placed his gun and ammunition on it; he rolled out his sleeping bag and turned off his flashlight. It was dangerous at night, and he knew that, but it is just as dangerous do be a tired man in an infected world. All this would be easier when he finds others, or at least he hoped. A restless night awaited Galen and plenty more to come.
Basic Story: The infection started when an unauthorized American Science Shuttle returned from an intergalactic mission and was apparently carrying the infection. The virus was and still is more advanced than the human race is which allowed it to "cloak" itself from human scanners. The shuttle was opened and the virus released. The virus is widespread and not many are immune. Six survivors will try traveling to safety of the military, or have they been infected as well?
Survivors
1.Galen Jakovv
2.
3.
4.
5.
6.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Harsh Meadows: It'll need more slash and burn!
Galen knows there are others. Others, but not close. He'd have to meet a complete stranger to see a non-infected. His name was Jason, but his family was one of the first to obtain the treacherous infection, and he had the choice of becoming infected or killing each and every one of them. He mourned for a brief time, and then began to clear his mind of emotions. His emotions are neutral, kind of like a vulcan from Star Trek, but his emotions could be triggered. He changed his name to Galen, meaning "calm", only reasonable for his state of mind.
He left his home, only with 4 spare clips, with a fifth in the gun, for a Walther PPK/S. James Bond pistol, though it had been previously used by his father for military stealth missions. There was a silencer in the back pocket of Galen's navy cargo pants. Galen also wore a brown ammunition belt and a dark green T-shirt with a red hazard symbol on it. Cold never really bothered Galen, but it was never really comfortable.
Galen was in Maine, but not exactly sure of what town. All the "Welcome to..." signs were splattered with blood and were illegible. Trees were dead, all color was eliminated. He lay out cardboard and placed his gun and ammunition on it; he rolled out his sleeping bag and turned off his flashlight. It was dangerous at night, and he knew that, but it is just as dangerous do be a tired man in an infected world. All this would be easier when he finds others, or at least he hoped. A restless night awaited Galen and plenty more to come.
