Patient Zero: Zombie RP (open and need people)

[Inferno-bones95]

Its 10:45 on october 11 in New York, New York. Glen Benedict, a doctor and renound chemist works on a cure to the H1N1 virus in his Manhattan apartment. Wile experimenting on a live sample of the virus he hears a pounding sound coming from the apartment above his own. When he got up to investigate he made a minor misstep and dropped his microscope on the floor. Very unlucky as the floor had just come in contact with Animal feces from Glens shoe and a small amount of ecpestos from the ceiling. One would think a doctor and chemist would check for things like that but i digress. The manipulated strain of H1n1 mutated further due to its contact from those substances and created something quite vicious. Something that came to be known as Death's Pygmy or more scientifically speaking, J5K6. This would also be a good time to mention that J5K6 is particularly contagious. So anyway glen went and cleaned up the virus the same way any scientist would. And after cleaning it up he threw away his gloves in the trash bin. To make a long story short, J5K6 like HIV can sometimes get through your protection. So Glen became patient zero and once again J5K6 like AIDS has an incubation period. None of the people glen infected or himself showed any symptoms for 2 weeks. Now just imagine the number of people you come into contact with in a day. Especially at a hospital. Well Its been about 6 months since Glen inadvertently killed most of the human race. It May 18 2010 and the population of uninfected globally is in the thousands. If you havent guessed already the infected are what most people would call zombies. Its funny because Steven C. Schlozman a harvard researcher actually released his study on the medical diagnosis of zombies a few weeks before the outbreak. It would seem he was spot on. But anyway you were one of the lucky immune. Its nice to see you've survived so long. Too bad you cant hold them off forever.

[Inferno-bones95]

So the basics. You can pm me your profile or you can just post it. I'ld prefer you pm me. Anyway yes this is a zombie rp. You are a survivor. You can make zombies come at you and its fine to kill them. just dont kill other rpers without their permission. And at most 2 characters please. Its a zombie outbreak.PG-13 romance but R rated viloence. no cyber. just pm that to each other. And if a zombie bights you, you are a zombie. thats the end of it. Also i make the rules. what i say goes. here is the profile skeleton:
Name:
Age:
gender:
Previous proffesion:
Favorite and most used weapon or way to kill undead: (optional)
Brief bio: (optional)
Location: (prefferably country and city. try and stay in well known cities i.e. New York, Los Angelos, Paris, Tokyo, Washington D.C. , London, etc.)
Pic:
Now open for business!

[Inferno-bones95]

bump. it would seem as though no one feels like kicking zombie a** with me

[Inferno-bones95]

Inferno-bones95

bump. it would seem as though no one feels like kicking zombie a** with me

[Inferno-bones95]

Inferno-bones95

Inferno-bones95

bump. it would seem as though no one feels like kicking zombie a** with me

[Inferno-bones95]

Accepted Characters

username: Inferno-bones95
Name: Dante
Age: 32
gender: male
Previous proffesion: Chemistry Professor at Yale
Favorite and most used weapon or way to kill undead: He likes explosives preferrably homemade
Brief bio: He was a chemistry professor at yale and was very adept at creating homemade explosives which he would sell off to the army. Now he finds his skills very useful in a world full of zombies.
Location: Washington D.C. , currently held up in the white house.
pic: http://img1.ak.crunchyroll.com/i/spire3/02242008/6/f/3/2/6f32c725f16dc0_full.gif

username: Spritney Beers
Name: Austin
Age: 18
gender: Male
Previous profession: Mechanic
Favorite and most used weapon or way to kill undead: Guns work, but anything blunt he can find, he uses.
Brief bio: (I'll fill it in later, if that's alright?
Location: He's a drifter, never staying in one place too long.
Pic: (I'll fill this in later as well, once I get some OC art.

Name: Forrest
Age: 23
Gender: Male
Previous Profession: NINJA Writer
Favorite and most used weapon or way to kill undead: Halligan Bar, smash to the side of the head.
Brief Bio: Zombie Movie nerd. A paranoid b*****d, he always kept at least a crowbar and a .22 pistol in his basement, IF s**t happens.
Location: Brooklyn, New York
Picture:

Name:Jacob
Age: 23
gender: male....Of damn course
Previous proffesion: Marine core: Sniper class
Favorite and most used weapon or way to kill undead: Sniper rifle, Combat knife, and some good old fashion home made bomb's.
Brief bio: Was in the marines for 23 years. The country he lived in took him as a baby and trained him to be the hardest mofo the goverment has ever built.
Location: Russia. Lost the accent.
Pic:

[Spritney Beers]

Name: Austin
Age: 20
gender: Male
Previous profession: Mechanic
Favorite and most used weapon or way to kill undead: Guns work, but anything blunt he can find, he uses.
Brief bio: Austin was a mechanic before the outbreak. He finds this skill very useful now, seeings how staying on the move is a good way to stay alive.
Location: He's a drifter, never staying in one place too long.
Pic: (I'll fill this in later as well, once I get some OC art.

[Inferno-bones95]

Dante looked at the outside security moniters as he munched on a chocolate bar. "Glad i installed these solar panels, sometimes you take electricity for granted." He got up to go to his workshop when he saw there was no serious zombie activity. He went to the workshop and got to work on his canon project. Luckily he used to build canons as a teenager. If the zombie apocalypse had taught him one thing, it was that duct tape is incredibly useful.

[Spritney Beers]

Austin was driving down a stretch of highway in a truck he found and revived. He didn't think the previous owner would mind, He always kept the radio on in case there were any survivors broadcasting. He took a look around and took in the sight of the barren wasteland he was driving through. "I'm going to have to refuel soon", he said to himself tapping the fuel meter. He was going on less than a quarter of a tank, and he didn't like risking being stranded, but there wasn't a gas station in sight.

[Inferno-bones95]

"Viola!!" he lifted up his canon and admired his work. " So now all i have to do is make it into a turret. " sweatdrop "Any way at least ive got cheesecake." He got up and went to the fridge and stared in disbelief. " It would seem as though the fridge is empty..." He put on his battle gear and rabbed his shotgun and grenades. He went into the white house garage and got the big tuck e had modified. He drove out of the driveway and set all of the sensors. As soon as he left the white house gates he ran into some zombies, literally. He drove down to the supermarket and found some canned foods. Along the way a couple zombies jumped on the top of his car. Though he anticipated this and nonchalantly pressed one of the custom buttons in the car the false roof the zombies sat upon flew up along with the zombies and about a pound of c4 attached to a wire connected to the back of the car. "Boom." the c4 went up scorching the zombies and sending them flying. After getting some soup he went back to his car and cocked his shotgun. one was peering into the car while another one was moaning something to him. " i didnt quite catch that" he said as he blew the zombies head off. This caught the attention of the other one who had started to stumble toward him. Dante blewthis ones head off too. He set a trap connected it to the back of the car and drove away. as more zombies approached the site of the sound and started to investigate the trap went off killing about 15 zombies. and scorching 10 others

[Spritney Beers]

Austin's truck was keeping on, barely having any fuel left to make it maybe another 10 miles. He finally saw a gas station on the horizon, maybe 4 or 5 miles up the road, and instantly his spirits were lifted. "Finally!" he exclaimed. Lovingly patting the dashboard he said, "We'll get you nice and fueled up." He reached in the back and pulled up a duffel bag, it's contents being a few pistols and some ammo. There was also a few hunting knives, and some flares. Pulling out a Glock 34, he said, "I really hope I don't have to use this."

Austin didn't like the idea of wasting any of his precious ammunition, and would generally like to stay away from the zombies all together.
But if worse came to worse, he'd make sure he'd gun down any undead cannibal trying to make a meal out of him.

[Inferno-bones95]

Dante pulled around to walmart. "I really hate this" He grabbed his shotgun and strapped his machete to his back along with a rifle. He walked inside, " I hope there are still weapon s here" He walked over to the huting gear section as three zombies lurched after him from the office supplies section. The first two he dispatched with the shotgun and killed the third with his machete. The shotgun blast echoed throughout the store and alerted 5 other zombies. Dante rushed toward the hunting section as the zombies followed him moaning. He turned quickly and shot the first one straght in the face and kept running. He found the hunting gear section and jumped over the counter cocking his shotgun and pulling out the machete. He shot 3 of them in the face in rapid succession but the last one jumped over the counter at him grabbing his shotgun. He used his machete and chopped of its arm grabbing the shotgun with the zombie arm attached. "so long, " He said as he sot it right in the face. "stupid zombies" he said as he pulled the zombie hand off of the barrel. He grabbed a duffel bag and filled it with as muh as he could carry. He then promptly left the store only to find a pair of zombies looking into his car. He had left some beef jerky in there. He shot one in the neck dropping it quicklyAs the other became aware of his prescence he shot out its knees and shot it in the face. He drove back and started preparing his arsenal.

[Blues Operator]

(I hope you don't mind if I use First Person.)
I peered through the window. It was bright and sunny, with a multitude of marigolds, roses, even some rabbits and little children dancing around. Damn, would I ever get inspiration for this damn story?

I noticed a man strolling along happily, and anotherman shuffling slowly toward him. There's no way that could be a zombie... Could it?

The 'Dead' man started to hit the guy in the face. What the ********...? I ran outside, keeping one of my .22s just in case s**t happens. I pushed the strange man over and yelled assertively, "Hey, what the hell are you doing?", and he just got right back up. I noticed something strange about him, his eyes were rolled into the back of his head, and his skin was pale and clammy... No...

"What did I do to get hit in the face?!"
I looked at the living man and yelled, "Just run. Get to your home. Lock and barricade all doors and entrances. NOW!"

He did as I said, and he ran. But only after 5 seconds of running, a hand came out from underneath the sewer and started to pull him in.

"********! Help!" But it was too late.

He had already been bitten.

"OHGODGETITOFFGETITOFFGETITOFF" He was pulled down under. Poor b*****d...

I pulled out the .22 and shot the Zombie in the throat, then the face. He didn't fall when I shot him in the throat. It was a ******** zombie!

[captin albert wesker]

Jacob had gotten out of russia two years ago. exact time to persay. He had came to start a simple U.S. life. He had ran down the ally way with a pack of zombie's chasing after him. Jacob had pulled out his shotgun and smacked a zombie in the head killing him. He put the pump in the zombie's mouth and cocked a shell into the gun. Jacob had pulled the trigger blowing his head right off it's shoulder's and then kicked one in the face caving in it's skull right into it's face. He looked at the remaining zombie's and with out hesitation ran quicker. The soviot military had trained this man to be a killing machine. A good hand full of zombie's had blocked his path. He had dived in and barrled rolled into the group followed up by a spin kick and a fist to a zombie's face. He had saw a window and ran toward's it. As he ran toward's the window he let go a cooked gernade. He had also chanted the word's out. "DIE, DIE, DIE, DIE!!!!!" He heard the explosion and jumped into the window pulling out his pistol. His adrenilin was pumping as to those about to die. Then he let out. "Let it be done. Let it be returned. To kill the first born Parroh's son!!!!! I am CREEPING DEATH!!!!!!!" And ran towards a nearby door and kicked it open followed up by a group of more zombie's.

((Mega pwnage >=D ))