|
|
| Zombies anyone? |
| Mmmmm, zombies.... |
|
7% |
[ 1 ] |
| ewwwwww, gross! |
|
0% |
[ 0 ] |
| Play time now? *turns off saftey on gun* |
|
84% |
[ 11 ] |
| eh, whatever.... |
|
7% |
[ 1 ] |
|
| Total Votes : 13 |
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
 Posted: Wed Jul 23, 2008 2:54 pm
(Here goes nothing)
It is the year 2070, and the zombie apocalypse has decimated the world. New zombies arise from the crypts and burial places everyday. It is the twilight of humanity. There are pockets of survivors, but they cannot last much longer, they have to find a way to defeat the zombie hordes or become what they fear most.
Magic has been rediscovered, though it is fairly unknown, and few can use it. Technology has come to a halt (plasma weaponry is available), very few research facilities survived the massive out-break. This is the story of a band of survivors who found one of these facilities.
Rules: (The standard list)
-Follow Gaia's rules.
-no god-modding (I swear, I can't believe I have to say that....) or quick and easy fixes.
-violence is encouraged (hmm, zombie matter everywhere!)
-romance is fine, keep it PG-13, then either let em guess or move it to PM
-Don't suddenly destroy someone else's creation (a building for instance) without good reason.
-Have fun, make sense, read the post, follow the rules.
(Oh and don't go super-magician either, only a little bit of sorcery okay?)
Profile Skeleton.
Gaia Name:
Name:
Age:
Personality:
Status: (look below at asteric *)
Bio:
Appearance:
Other: (anything you want to include. Favorite song, food, dislikes, likes, whatever.)
*There are five statuses: Medic (y'know, the Doc, healer, whatever..), Heavy-weapons specialist (nothing too big, jut loud stuff that goes boom), Scout (usually the smallest of the group, hides easily), Pack-mule (poor person is usually the biggest, and so, carries the most stuff), Close-combat specialist (not recommended, zombies want to get in close, but if you want...)
((I'll post my profile later, see if anyone sees this. If you do, tell the others please.))
|
 |
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Wed Jul 23, 2008 6:07 pm
Gaia Name:SkieChan Name:Kimmi Age:17 Oreintation:Human Personality razz layful and spunky, Generally a happy person who tries to keep everyone's spirits up. Status: Scout Bio:She managed to escape from the high school she had been attending. The small group she originally escaped with was decimated. She is the sole survivor from her home town and found the group by chance. Because of her small stature and ability to move quickly she was made a scout. Appearance:  Other: The only sorcery she knows is a bit of ice magic. Enough to allow her time to get away when cornered.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Wed Jul 23, 2008 6:45 pm
Gaia Name: Kang the knight Name: Fillup Age: 22 Personality: Odd, cautious, caring, hard sometimes, believes in doing what is best for the whole. Status:heavy-weapons specialist Bio: Fillup grew up in a small town, somewhere north. He lived there until the zombies came, devouring most of the people in the town. He and a few other survivors made it out, thanks to the small military unit stationed not too far away. Fillup soon became one of the heads of the group, representing the towns-folk in any dispute. As of now, a few new faces have joined this merry band. Appearance:  Other: Has a thing for gum, picked up early on in the infestation. He can't do any magic though.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Thu Jul 24, 2008 1:12 pm
((Oh yeah, don't bother arming yourselves yet, that comes in the story k?))
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Thu Jul 24, 2008 8:47 pm
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Fri Jul 25, 2008 10:09 am
Gaia Name: djinnofchaos Name: Maverick Age: 19 Personality: cold, uncaring, except when tending to his patients Status: Medic Bio: He worked at a research facility, before a large group of zombies attacked. The rest of the researchers became zombies. He barely escaped with his life, but at the price of his right arm. Appearance:  Other: wind magic. enough to create a barrier that lasts for five minutes.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Fri Jul 25, 2008 11:02 pm
Gaia Name: Loan127 Name: Loan Age: 17 Personality: Quiet, Loyal, and Calm. Thinks everyone will probally die Status: Close-combat specialest Bio: His town heard about zombies coming and tried to prepare but they came before anyone thought they would and only a small group survided and headed to where they last heard people were but the rest of the group died shortly. Appearance:  Other: Knows a little dark magic. Can make dark spikes. And uses guns also.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sat Jul 26, 2008 8:03 am
Gaia Name: L wants a cookie Name: Satori Age: 16 Personality: caring, slightly energetic, kind Status: 1/2Heavy-weapons specialist 1/2Close-combat Specialist Bio: His father used to own a weapon shop until the zombie infestation. His mom past away when he was still a child. He took lessons on close-combat and his dad taught him how to use a gun. Satori's dad was elderly so he had to take care of him and his shop. When the infestation began he quickly ran home and found his dad eaten alive and barely living when he became a zombie himself Satori had to kill his own father. Appearance:  Other: He can use guns and can fight up-close.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sat Jul 26, 2008 9:00 am
((Yay! More people! We can get the ball rolling here...))
Three trucks rumbld down the desert road, kicking up sand and dust. Two were ladnecd down with people, survivors of the infestation, for now. The last was the supplt truck, the most important truck, carrying the food, water, gasoline, and various other supplies needed to survive.
Fillup drove the second truck in the mini-convoy, two of the rookies in the seat next to him. He smiled as he glanced at them, remembering how hey picked them up "So, you two need a weapon? I got plenty of em..." he nodded to the glove-compartment "There are some pistols in there, .22 calibur if I remember right..." he said, turning his eyes back to the road.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sat Jul 26, 2008 12:38 pm
((It would've been helpful if you put who was in the truck with Fillup. I'm just going to go ahead and place my character in the truck.))
"Thanks," Satori said opening the compartment and taking a pistol. He made sure there was still ammo inside and took out some clips for the pistol just to make sure how many he had. Five. Satori thought to himself. "So where are we going to?"
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sat Jul 26, 2008 1:13 pm
Gaia Name: Loy269 Name: Loy Age: 20 Personality: Depends Status: Heavy-weapons specialist Bio: He has amnesia all he can remember is his name. Appearance:  Other: He can use dark magic to make hands come from the floor to hold zombies down.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sat Jul 26, 2008 2:12 pm
Username: kcsb91 Name: Kay Age: 21 Personality: Cool, mysterious. level-headed, fierce, stubborn, and mostly keeps to herself, extremely loyal, and will go to any lenghts to save friends. Status: Close-combet specialist Apperance: Wearing... With short blonde hair!Weapons [eventually]: 2 katanas, a broad sword, 2 saiys, throwing knives, 2 hidden dagger kamas, a double bladed staff, 2 double bladed daggers       Bio: Kay just suddenly appered after the infection. She doesn't know anything before it, and her name comes form the dogtag found on her which read 'K-1973634-08'. But she seems to be made to kill zombies...Her speed, flexibilty, dexderity, endurance, everything seems to hint at it. Other: She enjoys close combat, and can destroy legions of undead with ease. For now I'll keep her sexual preferences open. wink Also she smokes cigaretes that smell of roses.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sat Jul 26, 2008 2:16 pm
Kimmi stood next to two other scouts as they looked over the small city that was the designated stop for the trucks to fuel up and get any supplies they can. All three wore head pieces so they could radio the trucks. "Why is it so quite down there. I don't see any movement at all." She said as as she pulled the binoculars out of the side pouch on the dirt bike she had been assigned.
"Look at pinky, getting all serious. It's quite that's a good thing lets radio the all clear." One of the other scouts commented. He was her age and not as fast as she was, brains or otherwise. "We have to make sure it's clear before we radio. That means going into the town and checking it out." She admonished him. "Says the girl who refuses to carry a gun." She rolled her eyes and touched the button on the radio piece over her ear. "Scouting unit to transport, we are at the designated stop and all seems quite. No movement so far. Should we head into town or wait for you?" The boy rolled his eyes and she stuck out her tongue at him.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sat Jul 26, 2008 2:38 pm
"s**t" loan said as he was running from a horde of zombie's into a small city thinking i'm out of ammo and all I have is a knife left. if I had a grenade or something I could at least take them out with me while running through the streets.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
