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0_cloud strife_0 Vice Captain
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 Posted: Wed Dec 22, 2010 7:04 am
Death.... It's a normal day, normal weather, normal lives being lived. As people hustle and bustle around the city nothing seems to be estranged. People commerce in the mall, kids at school, moms and dads at home. Unbeknown to them though is the dark times coming ahead. As these normal every day people pursue they're lives, they're dreams. Something dark stumbles toward them. They're lives will be changed for ever to come. After this day, every one after will be that of survival. Can these people who live everyday lives, pampered by every detail of they're lives actually survive the dark days ahead. Will they ban together or separate for what seems the best. In truth only by sticking with each other, working together and watching each others back will they survive. But will people that never met before truly come to realize this.
A virus spread through the world quickly without warning. A virus which was never seen before. It reanimated bodies that freshly died, turned there basic needs on. The basic need to sustain themselves at any cost. With no memory, no thought in they're head, no feelings or reasoning. Just a ravenous need to feed. Yet in this small town no one has seen a sign. It has not hit here but on the news there has been reports around the world about people just out right attacking and killing. Then Devouring the freshly killed victims. Strange indeed. But the town is about to get an awakening. This is what happens when
Hell Has No Where For Your Soul
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Posted: Wed Dec 22, 2010 7:25 am
SettingCoheed Coheed is a pretty large city that has alot to offer. Three different Large malls, water parks and amusement parks. Plenty of business buildings and house hold homes. The city part of this town is a bit of a maze but one who lived her all they're lives would have no problem. On the outskirts and around the city area are house hold regions where people live lives and go to town for all they're needs. People have fun every day but the next ride in line just may be one for they're lives.
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0_cloud strife_0 Vice Captain
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0_cloud strife_0 Vice Captain
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Posted: Wed Dec 22, 2010 7:27 am
Rules
Alright to start this all off, here are the rules in the guild.
~No god modding
~Follow Gaia's ToS
~OOC is allowed but don't get carried away...Use the OOC forum.
~Use (( or some something like that for OOC
~Be kind in OOC
~Keep it Gaia appropriate
~Any Race is allowed...vampires, elves...ect
~I can add rules at any time so keep looking here.
~Be at least Semi-lit as in at least two descriptive paragraphs...
this is what I'm looking for in role plays. I think it's hard for people to run with what you post if it so small. I understand writer's block but I do expect this much on most of your posts.
~Romance is allowed!
~Fighting is allowed!
~No killing without permission
~Be active. Don't leave people hanging..its sorta rude.
~Try to get along with in the guild.
~if you have your profiles set up then feel free to post here
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Posted: Wed Dec 22, 2010 7:28 am
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0_cloud strife_0 Vice Captain
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0_cloud strife_0 Vice Captain
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Posted: Wed Dec 22, 2010 7:30 am
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Posted: Wed Dec 22, 2010 7:45 am
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0_cloud strife_0 Vice Captain
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Posted: Wed Dec 22, 2010 8:17 am
James BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ The sound of an alarm, great. Another day of his mundane life. With the sound of an alarm clock a body moves under the covers throwing them off quickly. Jame's body slowly came to life as he opened his eyes to the annoying sound of the clock. "Ah shut up..." He groaned out, reaching for the alarm clock. Instead of simply pushing it's button to shut it off, he picked it up and ripped it from its wall chucking it across the room till it hit the was with a thud and sound of breaking plastic. "That's better...." he muttered as he lifted his arms up to wipe his eyes awake. He just laid in bed for a few moments staring at the ceiling. This was just going to be another day for him. A day of boredom. A day of brawls. A day of being alone. Slowly he slid his legs to the side of the bed till he sat up. Putting his head in his hands as he rested his elbows on his arms he let out a deep breath. " Well lets get this over with I suppose." He hated school. This year was his last so he was great full for that. James got up off his bed and made his way to his closet. Pulling the doors open he opened his eyes more, clearing his vision. He then sighed and just plunged his arm in the closet, grabbing a pair of pants and a shirt with the other hand. He didn't really pay attention but he didn't care what it was. He slid on his pants then his shirt only to make his way out his room into the kitchen. Opening up the door to the fridge James grabbed a bottle of orange juice and made his way to the front door. Grabbing his keys, then his jacket. Lifting the jacket up over his back before he opened the door, locking it as he closed it. " Well, lets start this every day routine." He let out in another groan. But unknown to him....this would be no regular day. James had his destination set for his garage. Pressing a button on his keys it growled to life as it opened. His pace was a bit slow but when he got to his car he pressed another button, unlocking it. He quickly opened the door and got in. Turning the key the engine roared to life. It had a V12 manual drive in it. Putting it in reverse, he let out the clutch and backed up quickly. As he made his way to the road he pressed a button on the dash closing the garage. Before he came to a full stop from reverse, he slammed it into First causing his tires to burn out as he took off toward his school.
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Posted: Thu Dec 23, 2010 10:58 am
 Jenna Train The sound a rustling in the kitchen and the smell of eggs were filling the air. The sound of a ringing that she thought was in her dream was really a part of reality. Jenna rolled over in bed not wanting to get up but her alarm clock was annoying as hell. Jenna sat up in her bed and reached over to turn of the thing. "I want to go back to sleep." Jenna said as she pushed her covers off and got out of bed. She took a shower and put on her school clothes. She honestly hated her uniform. It was annoying to wear. But she could only guess that things could be worse.
Jenna rushed out of her room. Closing the door behind her quietly and taking in a deep breath. It was time to put on her act. Jenna walked down the stairs in no hurry. She entered the kitchen where her mom had just set down her breakfast. "Good morning." They said to each other. Like always her father wasn't here. "Sorry love I've got to run. I will see you after school." Jenna's mother said as she kissed the top of her head and left. Jenna sighed once she heard the front door open then close with the following sound of the car driving away. She was free to be herself. Jenna finished her meal putting the dishes away after. She grabbed her bag and put her lunch in it. Slitting her shoes on as fast as she could.
Jenna only lived a few blocks away from her school. That was fine to walk there. She got out of her house and started her day to school. She could only guess it would be like any other day. Boring filled with nothing but mindless learning, teachers trying to talk over whispers. Gossip about fights and other such silly things. But today wouldn't be like any other day. Jenna dug into her bag. By now she was in the school parking lot. "Damn it Dad!" She yelled not caring who heard her. Her father had slipped his handgun into her bag like last time. He was home today...
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Posted: Fri Dec 24, 2010 1:19 am
Clarissa Rivers
Student and Waitress (Midnight Angel Bar)
Clarissa stepped out of the Midnight Angel and then gave off a brief sigh. Adjusting to the sudden brightness of the outside world, she knew that it was now morning and her shift was now done. She smiled before closing the back entrance of the bar with a smile. She then pulled out the key from her purse and then locked the door until later that day. "Well, that's going to be fine. I hope everything goes well until later." She said, after remembering that the bar patrons went a little weak that night. She wished that later that night, it would be better.
Considering that her home was several block away from the bar, Clarissa had the habit of walking home. When she happened to pass by a school parking lot, she was startled as a girl cried out, "Damn it, dad!" Clarissa, who was unusually clumsy and nervous all the time, dropped her purse because of the sudden outburst she heard. She laughed to herself and then began to pickup all the things that scattered on the ground. From there, she saw her stun gun lying. She picked it up and then shook her head for being paranoid all the time.
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Posted: Fri Dec 24, 2010 1:20 am
Eric Ward "Subject 009" Police sirens blare in the middle of the morning. Cars rushing down the busy intersection of the hospital. Eric turns over pulling the covers tighter over his head trying to block out the noise. "Damn traffic" he mutters. Finally not being able to stand it, he sits up in the hospital bed, staring out the window over the city. Three days ago I woke up in this hospital bed, and that’s all my life contains. Three days of testing and reassurances I'll be fine. Why can't I remember anything before that. What I did, where I'm from, who my parents are, anything at all. They say I'm lucky to know my own name, I just don't understand how I end up here with no identification, cash, nothing, just the clothes on my back. Apparently I just wandered in and passed out in the lobby like I'd run a marathon in a work suit. None of this makes sense. After sitting for several minutes, contemplating he realizes none of this will comeback on its own. However this happened there was a cause behind it. "Its time I find my own answers", he says as he slips on his clothing and walks out the door.
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Posted: Fri Dec 24, 2010 2:49 am
Eric Ward "Subject 009" As Eric exits the hospital he notices some patients are in restraints and the place seems flooded with new arrivals. He reaches the desk to speak to the nurse about check out. “Mam, what do I need to sign for release?” He asks, trying to be heard over the noise in the busy lobby. After several minutes of difficult communication and aruging he fills out the forms to leave and hands them back. The nurse looks over them and reaches below her desk to pass back a package. “This was left for you here sir to be given when you left.” She says, passing a large wrapped box. Eric turns away wondering how anyone could deliver him anything when no one knew who he was. He walks outside and sits on a bench to get away from the noise in the lobby. Taped to the box is an envelope with a note inside. It reads… “Hello me. It’s odd to write this. I know you will have forgotten everything of our past life, and believe me I wish I could divulge it, but they will read this before it ever gets to you. Know this, ahead lies dark times but you are prepared for them, in fact you could say you were made for them. No matter how bleak things get just keep going. Inside is an old friend you will need. I can’t tell you more but I promise everything will be explained when its over. One day you will be able to wake up from the nightmare” The message is staggering it leaves only questions with no answers. Who are 'they'? Why can’t I know my own past? What’s in the box? “Well at least there is one question I can answer.” He mutters opening the package. Inside is a handgun with several magazines as well as a harness. On the side of the barrel is inscribed a woman’s name ‘Isabel’. With that an image of a young girls dying face splattered with blood comes to the front of his mind. “Isabel” he whispers, tears streaming down his face, but not knowing why. He wipes them away and stands up to slip on the harness with the gun tucked inside. An idea occurs to him and he walks toward a city map stand by the hospital entrance. “Now where's the cemetery…” he mutters.
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Posted: Mon Dec 27, 2010 3:23 am
JamesThe drive to Jame's house to the school was about a 10 min drive. But with how he drove just a bit under 6. The roar of his V-12 duel cams could be heard as he entered the gates of the School. The sound of a loud suction coming from his turbo within the beast. As he made his way to the parking lot he had to slow down quite a bit, trying to get through the crowd of kids walking through the schools parking lot. Finally he made it to his parking spot. D-45. His assigned number. Parking quickly, he took the keys from the ignition and stepped out of his car, shutting it softly behind him. He took a moment to look in and watch the rest of the school before he let out a slightly big sigh then started walking toward the courtyard of the school. Where everyone seemed to go to before they're classes begun.
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0_cloud strife_0 Vice Captain
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Posted: Thu Dec 30, 2010 5:05 am
Clarissa Rivers
Student and Waitress (Midnight Angel Bar)
After the recent stumble, Clarissa continued walking towards her home, seeking the comfort of her bed. Somehow though, she suddenly realized that she failed to pay her rent that was due yesterday. Promising in her head to pay later that night before she goes to work, Clarissa then head for her apartment to sleep. She managed to walk several more yards before her head began to droop because of exhaustion and sleepiness; she couldn't be blamed for she wanted the work at Midnight Angel, after all.
When she reached the tall complex building where her apartment was located, she automatically dashed towards her room, ignoring regular routines like getting the mail and daily newspaper. However, on the third floor of the complex, she managed to hear some unusual disturbance around the halls of the said floor. This was unusual because the floor contained only one couple - the noise was comparable to several people jumping and fighting as if there's no tomorrow. After some time of eavesdropping, Clarissa resumed to her room after hearing someone shout, "Get off!" Without looking back at the commotion of the tenants of the third floor, she headed to her room to sleep.
"Home sweet home..." Clarissa said softly as soon as she opened the door. But before closing the door, she heard a small scruff at the corner which caused her to stop and look. Thinking that it was one of the usual rodent-infestation of the building (but not in her room, for your information), she closed the door and mindlessly went to her bed. Within seconds, she drifted into a dreamless sleep. ((Is that okay? I gave off some hints of early infection and strangeness?))
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Posted: Thu Dec 30, 2010 10:05 pm
Eric Ward "Subject 009" Eric walked through the isles of headstones. Listening to the hustle and bustle of the school courtyard across the street. "Odd how old towns like this have things like this end up close together" he muttered trying to find any name that might jostle a memory. Far off sirens were blaring again. "This town see's a lot of trouble apparenlty." he commented to himself, listening to the sound, cropping up more frequently in the last few hours. After going through the entire grounds with no name even close to an Isabel that wasn't over fifty years old, he decided it was time to find a place to sleep for the night. Maybe someone at the school can tell me where to find the mens shelter he thought to himself. Eric crossed the street into the busy school courtyard that was just emptying into the buildings. A hotrod came screeching into the courtyard just after he crossed the parking lot. Eric flowed with the crowd into the main office so he could ask for directions.
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0_cloud strife_0 Vice Captain
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Posted: Thu Jan 13, 2011 6:43 am
JamesAs James made his way to the courtyard of the school, trying to get to the office just across it, He heard some varying things. Attacks, cannibals attacking people, people being rushed to the hospital. He did infact see quite a few ambulances out this morning. But what was odder, was he heard from someone that it was worse out east. No one knew what was happening. As James made his way through the crowd, he lost focus on who was around. Soon though it did not matter, the crowd started making its way into buildings surrounding the courtyard. James followed a small crowd into one of the buildings thus starting his day at school. Something he was not looking forward to. It was going to be a long grueling day ((Ok,it's short i'm sorry, I'm at a loss. Not bringing in Seifer to later.))
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