Topic: Zombies (Because America called for it)

Tagged: fighting, killing zombies, stuff, weapons, zombies

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January 20, 2012 at 1:47 am #37387
Moose	It is the year 2086, and you are the one of a few survivors from a zombie infection and invasion. A few years back a vaccine/cure for the common cold had been developed and distributed throughout the entire world. Everyone flocked to get the vaccine, except those who were skeptical of its miraculous wonders. A few weeks after the initial vaccine treatment, something went haywire in human DNA of those who had been vaccinated, and most died from the DNA problem. Scientists of the vaccine were baffled and went back into their labs to see what the reason was for such a mass medical holocaust, sealing themselves from the outside world. But the outside just got dangerous. Bodies of the dead rose, the DNA of the deceased humans changed and “reactivated”. Many who still lived fled from the major cities and towns to escape the invasion of the living dead, but most would die and be reborn themselves and infect the smaller towns and villages. Except the little township of Nomi, a small town in a secluded part of Oregon, that rejected the vaccine and at first word of zombies built a fortress around the town, and started stockpiling weapons. That is where you are now, and for the time being, are safe. Until the zombies come out to play… Welcome to Nomi! We are glad you survived and came to help our little fort stay a safe haven for those who still have a mind of their own! Not that we are implying those damn zombies are being controlled by an external force… but anyways I am the Governor R. the leader of this fort. Now, if you would be so kind to fill out this form, we can then set you to work. We are growing nation after all. Character sheet Name: Gender: Age: (Over 18) Appearance: Height: Previous Occupation: City You Escaped: Skills: Weapon: Background: Other: This reply was modified 124 days ago by Moose.
January 20, 2012 at 2:12 am #37408
Yuri	Character sheet Name: May Sawako Gender: Female (gasp) Age: (Over 18) 18 Appearance: Long black hair that she wore in a pony tail, brown eye,wear’s mostly red shirts Height: about 5’8 Previous Occupation: student City You Escaped: new york Skills: Played baseball and has a hell of a swing Weapon: Baseball bat, and a pistol she got off a dead cop Background: She lived all by herself and went a to High school in New york, until the Zomibe outbreak, SHe manged to get out, with a baseball bat, after getting a lift with some trucker. She had to kill the Trucker because he was trying to abuse her. Other:
January 20, 2012 at 2:28 am #37429
America	Character sheet Name: Alec Meng Gender: Male Age: (Over 18) 27 Appearance: Tall, muscular, shaggy orange hair. wears some pretty tattered jeans and a beat up hoody. Height: 6’7 Previous Occupation: Martial Arts Teacher. Ex-MMA City You Escaped: LA. Skills: Fighting, he’s alright at math, has a pretty in depth knowledge of chemistry. Weapon: A Shinai, is looking into getting a real sword. Home made explosives. Background: Been doing martial arts sense he was a kid. Loves a fight. Especially with the undead. Other:
January 20, 2012 at 2:57 am #37480
Danielle	Character sheet Name: Sarah Martin Gender: Female Age: (Over 18) 19 Appearance: Pin straight light brown hair, bangs pulled back. Greenish eyes. Lean figure, athletic. Wears black leggings, t-shirt, brown hoodie, an army jacket that is too way too big. Height: Short, about 5’3″. Previous Occupation: Student City You Escaped: A small town near Boston, Mass. Skills: Athletic, high stamina. Can talk her way out of a lot of messy situations (as long as you aren’t a zombie). Some fighting techniques she learned from her brother. Weapon: Army rifle, and pistol. Knife for close combat. Background: Was going to school near Boston, and her family is living in Canada, so she didn’t know what happened to them after the zombie breakout. It took a while for the zombie’s to penetrate her school because they had refused to administer the vaccine. Her brother ended up finding her at school, saving her and some others with his army know how. However, her brother ended up being bitten eventually and attacked their group. She managed to knock him out and take his weapons, but she couldn’t bring herself to kill him. She and some other students made their way to Nomi, and know they’re here. Other: A little messed up after her brother attacked her. Quieter, but can have major moodswings. Suffers from night terrors.
January 20, 2012 at 3:27 am #37523
Moose	Character sheet Name: William “Will” Bosnie Gender: Male Age: (Over 18) 23 Appearance: Lean with a light build. Green eyes with short messy brown hair. Wears combat boots, long camo pants and a black t-shirt, Height: 6′ 0″ Previous Occupation: Waiter City You Escaped: NYC Skills: Knowledgeable in animal anatomy and behavior, Hunting, Farming, and very high endurance. Weapon: 22 rifle and a semiautomatic pistol Background: Born to a family of nine in Virginia, Will grew up working on the family farm while also going to public school. When he started college he left his home to go to Cornell to study animal psychology, and anatomy. When the vaccine was first released, Will refused to get it and thus was kicked out of Cornell for not meeting vaccination requirements. He moved to New York City and got a job as a waiter when the outbreak started happening. Fearing for his family he started the process of moving back, until the Zombies started rising. Will snuck into an abandoned police station and stole a gun and some ammo to survive while going back to Virginia. After a long journey he found his parents had been infected and he killed them and burned down their home, before running off to Nomi. Other: He also killed three of his siblings who were also infected. His youngest sister is the only one who he knows is still alive.
January 20, 2012 at 3:38 am #37542
America	OOC: I say like a five person minimum before we start…
January 20, 2012 at 3:44 am #37546
Noelle	OOC: Save me a spot! I’ll post my sheet tomorrow
January 20, 2012 at 8:30 pm #37794
Noelle	Character sheet: Name:Lola Jenkins Gender: Female Age: 22 Appearance: Curly brown hair, tanned, curvy, hazel eyes, latino. Height:5″5 Previous Occupation: Assistant editor City You Escaped: Toronto, Canada Skills: Thinks quickly under pressure. Also often seduces people into letting her get away with mischief. Learned quickly how to use a gun and knows a tiny bit of karate as an instructor came to her high school for a week for a workshop. She started in med school, but quickly found that it wasn’t her thing. Weapon: Pistol, pickup truck that she picked up- she considers it pretty damn good for running over zombies, therefore, her preferred weapon. Background: Before the infection, Lola was sleeping with her boss to try to get promoted, though before she succeeded, the infection took over. Lola’s Spanish mother had always been against vaccinations and medicine in general, so it seemed natural not to take the new drug. As soon as the freakish effects started happening to all she knew, Lola knew by watching enough television that she needed to get the fuck out. She grabbed a truck, some provisions and a gun she’d stolen and headed down to Nomi. Other: Is pissed that there’s no one around to make crepes anymore. She loved crepes. This reply was modified 122 days ago by Noelle.
January 20, 2012 at 10:24 pm #37907
Ashleigh	Name: Katherine Bishop Gender: Female Age: 21 Appearance: Shoulder length blonde hair, blue eyes. Height: 5”6′ Previous Occupation: medical student City You Escaped: Washington Skills: She is great with children and can diagnose injuries pretty quickly. Works well under pressure even though she insists she hates it. Weapon: A crow bar, also helpful in prying open locked doors. Background: She is English and moved from London to New York to get some medical practice, a new scheme introduced by her university. She was meant to stay in America for a few months and then she would go back to England, finish her degree and train to be a pediatrician, but then the drug was released and disaster struck. America closed its borders and she found herself stranded. Slowly, all of her family and friends died and she had to find her own way in a country she was no way familiar with. When she heard of Nomi she made an immediate decision to go there and try to help all she could. Other: This reply was modified 121 days ago by Ashleigh. Reason: to change my character a little
January 20, 2012 at 11:12 pm #37953
Munk	Name: Stacey Nieves Gender: Male Age: 26 Appearance: Click me Stacey weighs around 175 pounds, and like many others in this new world, his body’s been toughened. He’s lean, bordering on thin, and his arms bear several scars. The largest, an ugly pink one, snakes down from his left shoulder to his elbow, showing a little bit above the neckline of his shirt. He wears brown mountain boots, a pair of old bluejeans that have been patched here and there, and a tough, worn leather jacket over a white (well, originally it was white) t-shirt. Height: 6’1” Previous Occupation: Short-order cook City You Escaped: Missoula, MT Skills: Cooking (duh), rugged good looks, can throw a good punch. He knows a little bit about a lot of things. Weapon: A red crowbar Background: A three-time college dropout, Stacey was never good at staying in one place for a long time. He’d travel from town to town, doing whatever work he could get until he felt the call of the road again. He’d done everything from mechanic work to run of the mill office slavery (that one lasted five days, then he was gone), but at a diner in Castle Rock, Maine, he discovered his talent for cooking. Since then he’d mostly work as a short-order cook whenever he could. He worked well under pressure in the busy hours, and he had no problem standing the greasy fumes in the kitchen. He liked cooking, and for once he’d found something he was actually good at. Considering he didn’t pay taxes, and records still showed he was living with his parents back in Chicago, he couldn’t exactly waltz on down to his doctor to get the infamous vaccine. Pretty much everyone else in Missoula took the offer. When the dead people started coming back to life (among them were Jen, the owner of the diner he worked at), he didn’t think for long. He stole a truck and got the fuck outta Dodge. He didn’t get far, though—the roads were completely blocked. So like many others, he started walkin’. He saw a lot of messed up shit on the way, but he stayed out of trouble. He’d break into houses to get a few hours of uneasy sleep, then keep walking. He joined a group of survivors for a week or two, but a surprise attack from a pack of zombies broke them up, and he was back on his own. This went on for ages, and although it was lonely, he did find some comfort in walking the highways of America. Maybe he saw some helpful graffiti, or he heard it on a radio broadcast, or by word of mouth or whatever, but he did hear about Nomi. At this point he was in Oregon anyway, so he headed south and soon found himself in front of the walled town. It was worth checking out, anyway. Other: Cigarettes are a rare commodity these days, but when he gets his hands on a pack he smokes like a goddamn chimney. This reply was modified 123 days ago by Munk. This reply was modified 123 days ago by Munk. This reply was modified 123 days ago by Munk. This reply was modified 123 days ago by Munk.
January 21, 2012 at 2:44 am #38093
America	OOC: Seven people= enough to start. Who’s online?
January 21, 2012 at 3:03 am #38104
Danielle	OOC: I’m ready now, but only for a little bit, then my internet cuts out.
January 21, 2012 at 3:10 am #38111
Erica	OOC: Gah! Is it too late to join?
January 21, 2012 at 3:38 am #38127
America	OOC: Nope, you’re good.
January 21, 2012 at 3:40 am #38130
Noelle	OOC: I’m on!
January 21, 2012 at 4:00 am #38145
Danielle	OOC: Damnit, internet is about to turn off. Maybe tomorrow :/
January 21, 2012 at 4:32 am #38166
Erica	OOC: Great! In that case… Name: Lora Muir Gender: female Age: 24 Appearance: Lora’s long, wavy hair is in desperate need of a trim. She usually ties the brown locks back or braids it to keep them out of the way. Her once short fringe has grown out, nearly covering her olive green eyes. Lora is small and mousy and is in no way intimidating, but she’s much stronger than she looks. Height: 5’2″ Previous Occupation: assistant curator, urban explorer (not really a job, but what the heck) City You Escaped: Raleigh, NC Skills: has experience with a gun, keen hearing, able to sleep anywhere Weapon: anything that’s lying around. She’ll pick up baseball bats and crowbars and the like and bash in zombie skulls until they break. Lora keeps the pistol she stole from a zombified police officer close and only uses it in dire situations. Background: Lora was exploring an abandoned farm when the dead began rising. She’d only been in solitude for a total of 3 hours. When she drove back to thank the owner for allowing her to take a few pictures, he wasn’t there to greet her. Instead, Lora found the door open and the zombified owner feasting upon his daughter. She doesn’t remember how she managed to escape. It was pure dumb luck. But she got into her car and got away from North Carolina as fast as she could. Lora didn’t bother to contact her parents or attempt to save them- they were most likely already dead or about to be. She drove as far as her car could go, passing cities that had become ghost towns almost over night. Lora heard about Nomi from a group she had been travelling with after her car ran out of gas in the middle of the highway. She didn’t bother to save them when zombies attacked them either. It was every man for himself and Lora just ran until she found salvation. Other:
January 21, 2012 at 8:11 pm #38562
Moose	OOC: May I know who is here so I can start this?
January 21, 2012 at 8:14 pm #38569
America	OOC: America is.
January 21, 2012 at 8:15 pm #38571
Erica	OOC: Erica’s here!
January 21, 2012 at 8:24 pm #38583
Danielle	OOC: I’m here!
January 21, 2012 at 8:41 pm #38603
Munk	OOC: I’ll be somewhat here. Going out in a second, but I’ll be reading every word so I can reply when I get home
January 21, 2012 at 8:50 pm #38607
Noelle	OOC: I’m here
January 21, 2012 at 8:59 pm #38616
America	OOC: Moose!!! Start please?
January 21, 2012 at 9:08 pm #38629
Moose	OOC: Sorry was making hot chocolate! Its good stuff. You are all in a once a school auditorium, waiting patiently for for the Governor to come in and give a welcome speech and such. Will leaned back in his chair agitated. He wanted this to be over soon, he hadn’t eaten since yesterday at dinnertime and was starving.
January 21, 2012 at 9:14 pm #38639
Danielle	OOC: Sure is! Sarah looked around the auditorium. “Geez, it’s weird to be back in one of these things,” she complained, remembering her old school’s auditorium. “At least this one has a better chandelier,” she laughed, thinking back to the god-awful one that hung in the old barn that they called an auditorium.
January 21, 2012 at 9:16 pm #38643
Noelle	Lola clutched her pistol tightly, more out of habit than anything else. She knew there was no real danger here as no one around her appeared to be a flesh-eating zombie. That was a nice change.
January 21, 2012 at 9:25 pm #38661
Erica	Lora sat away from the rest of the crowd, but not far away enough to draw attention to herself. Around her were small clusters of people who didn’t care to speak to her and that’s just the way she liked it. Lora didn’t want to have to make alliances with others and didn’t expect to be able to trust any of the others, but she didn’t want to be singled out either. She figured, as long as it looked like she belonged, no one would bother her and for the past 24 years, it’s been an effective method for her.
January 21, 2012 at 10:04 pm #38730
America	Alec yawned and took a seat, he put his feet up on the seat in front of him and let his wooden sword rest on his shoulder. He hadn’t felt safe enough to sit in days, he stirred anxiously. Wishing he was somewhere less populated.
January 21, 2012 at 11:00 pm #38807
Ashleigh	Katherine took a seat in the middle. She sat straight, observing everyone around her with narrowed eyes. She took in various wounds and scars, a habit which got fairly annoying after awhile. She couldn’t relax. It was too quiet. Just like the abandoned towns and cities she had passed through to get here.
January 21, 2012 at 11:08 pm #38820
Danielle	Sarah looked around as more and more people filed in. So many of them looked anxious and uncomfortable. They must have had it worse than her, probably did more fighting. Some memories started to cloud her mind. She shook her head, refusing to go back to those times. She needed to stay in the present and to be positive.
January 22, 2012 at 1:37 am #39019
Kiar	OOC: Too late to join?
January 22, 2012 at 1:38 am #39020
Moose	OOC: No, it is not too late to join.
January 22, 2012 at 6:15 am #39104
Kiar	OOC: Sweet. Also, question: how long are we starting after the initial break-out / the fall of civilization? Name: Chris Muldoon Gender: Male Age: 25 Appearance: Hazel eyes. A little short, but well built (from weeks(?) of fighting, running and surviving.) Short brown hair. Utilitarian clothes. Height: 5’ 8’’ Previous Occupation: Was studying to be an aerospace engineer before all hell broke loose. Now that profession’s not much use; but he uses his brief engineering knowledge to tinker with what little still-working electronics he can get his hands on. City You Escaped: Denver, CO Skills: See Previous Occupation. Weapon: a three foot long, construction-styled rubber mallet. Though it has little agility, its heavy weight allows one well aimed swing to take a head off. And a multi-tool pocket-knife. Just in case. Background: He was an out of state student, so he lost contact with his family immediately. Hoping they had headed to the safe zone, he went North through Wyoming (cause honestly, who lives there?) then cut across Idaho to get to Nomi. Using various methods of transportation, it took him a few weeks to make it to the safe haven. Other: Walks with a slight limp, and often holds his mallet upside-down to use as a cane.
January 22, 2012 at 3:10 pm #39214
Moose	OOC: I am not sure. Lets say two to four months? I really didn’t think of that.
January 22, 2012 at 4:34 pm #39245
Noelle	“When is this thing going to start?” Lola muttered to herself. She’d never been a patient person. Lola scanned the crowd, there were 6 people other than herself all waiting in the auditorium. She wondered what their stories were. None of them seemed to know each other which gave her the impression that they, like her, had come on their own. Lola sighed, not bothering to stifle her impatience.
January 22, 2012 at 4:44 pm #39257
Munk	OOC: Well, the intro post said the vaccine was distributed a few years back. I’m fine with either. Stacey sat awkwardly in his chair. He looked around. After all this time, there were still people coming here? Where the hell did they all come from? Then again, Stacey himself had been out there since the Outbreak, and even in the days before he got to Nomi he’d seen people. Most of them just passed him on the road, keeping their heads down and pretending like they hadn’t seen him. Perhaps it was easier for them that way. With his right foot he checked to see if his backpack was still there. Of course it was, but old habits die hard—out there, people were less squeamish about stealing. In front of him, a young man with orange hair leaned back, clutching a wooden sword. Stacey leaned forward and tapped him on the shoulder. “You, uh, you as weirded out as I am?” This reply was modified 122 days ago by Munk.
January 22, 2012 at 4:58 pm #39268
America	“Yeah,” Alec turned, “I’m not used to being safe, I haven’t been able to just sit in months… I’m Alec. Your name?”
January 22, 2012 at 5:20 pm #39275
Munk	Stacey grinned harshly. “I’m Stacey. Yeah, I know what you mean. I keep feeling for my crowbar and expecting a Z to creep up on me. Hell, I see at least one other person in here who’s got her gun out. Can’t say I blame her.” Seeing a gun was rare these days. In the weeks after the Outbreak it seemed like everyone carried a gun, but as the months passed he saw fewer and fewer. Probably ammo ran out, or the guns were just lying around where someone’d left it after being turned. “How’d you hear of this place, anyway?”
January 22, 2012 at 5:33 pm #39282
Noelle	Lola heard two of the men talking about her and her gun (I’m assuming). She took that as her queue and walked slowly over to join them. “Lola Jenkins,” she stuck out her hand in greeting.
January 22, 2012 at 6:26 pm #39313
Munk	OOC: Your assumption was correct. Stacey didn’t accept the hand of the mousy girl who’d interrupted them, but did smile at her. “Hey Lola. I’m Stacey. This is Alec, I believe.” He eyed her firearm. “So, you planning on doing some shootin’ in here? Don’t seem like a place likely to get overrun by Z’s. You saw the walls outside.”
January 22, 2012 at 6:36 pm #39326
Noelle	Lola dropped her hand awkwardly and sat down, keeping her gun in her lap. “It’s sort of become a comfort to have this around,” Lola replied, turning it over casually. “When I’m not in my truck I like to have at least some protection, no matter where I am.” Lola acknowledged Alec with a nod. “Also, I think it suits me,” she smiled, trying to lighten the mood.
January 22, 2012 at 6:44 pm #39332
Danielle	Sarah noticed some people talking behind her. Finally, she thought, some interactions. She got up to join them. She was a pretty social person and could talk to people pretty easily. “Hey there,” she said as she neared the group. “I guess you’re all here for this meeting too, eh? I’m Sarah.” She flashed a welcoming smile.
January 22, 2012 at 7:16 pm #39348
Munk	“My name is Stacey, and I’m an alcoholic,” Stacey exclaimed, raising his hand to an invisible circle of AA participants. “I think this is pretty grotesque. I feel like we’re waiting for the friendly mayor of Happyville to welcome us and find us the place in society where we belong.” He snorted. “It’s like it’s out of a friggin’ storybook, don’t you think?” This reply was modified 122 days ago by Munk.
January 22, 2012 at 7:34 pm #39363
Danielle	OOC: I thought your name was Stacey? Sarah raised her eyebrows at the guy. “Aren’t you just a bundle of joy,” she said sarcastically. She got it though. She was trying to stay positive, when clearly, now was not the time. “Yeah, I guess. But hey, Happyville is better than Zombieville,” she shrugged.
January 22, 2012 at 7:46 pm #39390
Noelle	‘i’ll have to wait and see before I agree to that,”Lola decided. “Do you think they’re going to assign us jobs or what?” Lola wondered what they;d give her. Being an assistant editor hadn’t really provided her with suitable skills for survival in a zombie infested world.
January 22, 2012 at 7:53 pm #39403
Danielle	Sarah put her hands on her hips and said, “I dunno. They’ll probably test us or something like that. You know, to see what we’re good for.” Crap, she thought, what am I supposed to do then?
January 22, 2012 at 8:02 pm #39424
Munk	OOC: Tracey, Stacey, what’s the difference? Just a brainfart on my end, I’ll get editin’ “They probably will,” Stacey answered. “At this point, all the wimps have probably been wiped out. My guess is this place is run by a team of hardasses.” He leaned back. Cooking might be appreciated, provided there were enough resources for it. He wasn’t too crazy about the “from each according to his ability” mentality though. “So, where are you all from? Before the Outbreak, I mean.”
January 22, 2012 at 8:08 pm #39440
Danielle	OOC: It’s all good. Happens to the best of us. Sarah laughed at Stacey’s ‘hardass’ comment. Kind of reminded her of her… brother. She pushed the thought to the back of her mind and answered his question. “Well I was finishing up senior year in Massachusetts when shit went down. I’m originally from Canada, though.”
January 22, 2012 at 8:18 pm #39458
Noelle	“Me too,” Lola smiled, “Toronto. It was damn hard getting out of there.” Lola shrugged. It seemed a long time that they had been waiting- Lola was pretty sure this was the longest she’d been stationary other than when she was sleeping since the apocalypse started.