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PostPosted: Sun Apr 10, 2011 1:25 pm


This is a new horror RP that I'm trying to establish! I know everyone wanted some new RP's!



Rebirth of the Rotten


This is the begging of the rebirth.
The Philosopher's Stone. What once was a mere myth, an impossible feat and a challenge for the wisest of men was finally finished. To use such a powerful tool to restore life was inane, and denied by the government. But man was greedy, and curious.

The outbreak began.


November 23, 1983
"Sir, this 'magic stone,' might just be the cure! We have to at least try!" the assistant said. He looked towards to professor, begging like a dog for a bone. The stone sat on the table and shined in the fluorescent lights.
"...Fine. We will try this ONCE." he replied.
The professor placed the stone in the dead man's hand, and waited. About one minute later he removed the stone, angrily, and placed it down on the table. He rolled his eyes, and mocked the assistance insolence for wasting his time, most likely to be used in banging the lady at the front desk.
The man on the table laid still, until a croak came from his throat.
"SIR! Please! Come back!" the assistant cried.
The dead man screeched and coughed a black tar on the interns face. He wiped it cleaned, yet felt a burning sensation resided. He turned to face a mirror, and saw it was tearing in to his skin. He grasped his face, and screamed for help.
The professor came back, and saw everything was in disarray. Lights broken, shattered glass, and his computer and all of it's data laying in pieces on the floor. Then he saw that horror that was the assistant, or not. Because in that instant, his face was raked off by the dead man's gruesome claws that sprouted from his fingertips, and in just minutes.


The clock is ticking.

GAME!

Posting rules!
- Must be one paragraph in length before submission
- Must be detailed and grammatically correct
- Thou shalt not use abbreviations for words. (r = are, any1 = anyone, 2night = tonight.)
- No '...' and, 'ummmmmmmmmms.'
- Must contain an action, nothing like, "Johnny waited for twenty minutes."
- No using *'s.
- If your specialties include something good, then you must also pick something bad to balance. Use the budget rule. If you have 0 dollars, and the man at the counter says you can take something good for 5, but you have to take something negative to balance your total should be either gaining or losing 2 dollars. Therefore, a healthy balance would be about -2 to 2 and is acceptable.

IN GAME!
- Infection is everywhere! You must wear a surgical mask at all times to prevent disease.
- Getting cut or bitten will result in a transformation to the other team. However, if cuts are treated in fifteen minutes, the survivor will be okay.
- Only one character. If you turn into infected you must stay there until killed, then you may start again as a survivor. But we need more on the infected team.
- Infected team cannot speak, but can communicate will signals.
- You can start out of the infected team, or the survivors team.
- Check the weapons list for your two picks.
- No God-Mode or Instant-Kill.
- Try to be realistic! If you are carrying heavy equipment, make sure you make this a point in your posts. You couldn't really sprint in real-life if you had a sniper, colt 45 and a sledge hammer! If your arm is damaged, you probably can't hit with 100% accuracy!

ZOMBIE COMMUNICATIONS
Must be telepathic, (IE You must demonstrate with your thoughts that they need to go around the back of the area without using speech.)

WEAPONS
Primary:
- Shotgun (Sawed Off/Pump Action)
- Rifle (Hunting)
- Sniper (Bolt Action)
- Explosives (TNT, Land Mines.)
Secondary:
- Colt 45
- 9mm Pistol
- Grenades
- Molotov
Melee:
- Sledge Hammer
- Axe
- Spiked baseball bat
- Machete

TYPES OF ZOMBIES
Tanks (Take a lot of damage, very slow, powerful.)
Creepers (Hard to detect, medium speed, low health.)
Screamers (Create loud screeches impair visual and auditory senses, medium health medium speed.)
Runners (Incredibly fast, medium health.)
Spewers (Spews sticky tar, acid and flames from their mouth, low health, slower speed.)
Surgeons (Sharp claws and teeth can amputate body parts with ease, faster speed, medium-low health.)
Shifters (Take the form of other teamates, high health, medium-low speed. MUST FOLLOW ZOMBIE COMMUNICATION RULES!)

AREA
The camp is an abandoned prison with gates in the front and back and walls surrounding the perimeter. The outer wall is surrounded with chain-link fences and barbed wire, however these are weak and will need to be strengthened. The inside can be a bit confusing, and very haunting at some points. Very large playing area. No electricity.

PLACES
- Courtyard
- Kitchen
- Inmate cells
- Library
- Recreational field
- Administration Office

FIRST POST
Before first post, add this:

Quote:
Name:
Age:
Species:
Team:
Type of Zombie: (Optional.)
Weapons:
Other Specialties:


GOOD LUCK!
PostPosted: Sun Apr 10, 2011 4:50 pm


Name: Rick Vega
Species: Okapi
Age: 32
Team: Survivors
Type of Zombie: Not applicable
Weapons: Sawed off shotgun/9mm pistol
Other Specialties: Wise, Good leadership skills, limp right hip.

Rick laid down on the bottom bunk in cell block three. It's probably safer up on the top bunk, but God forbid that he try to make that trip with his badgered right hip. Rick was a tall, proud Okapi and handsome for his age and for the fact he hadn't had a shower in a time he could remember. His gun lay across his chest as he caught as many moments of relaxation as he could before any of those damned rebirths showed up. His only comfort was the fact that he had plenty of rounds left for his gun and more for his other one, and the dancing flame on his study table that kept him relaxed. He maneuvered out of the bed, and walked out of the cell and out and about, hoping he could spot somebody.
"Hey, where the heck is anybody around here?" he shouted.

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PostPosted: Sun Apr 10, 2011 7:41 pm


Name: Vincent
Age: 24
Species: House Cat
Team: Survivors
Type of Zombie: none (yet)
Weapons: 9mm Pistol
Other Specialties: Good aim, knows both human and animal anatomy.

"OVER HERE!" he shouted to Rick walking towards him. "I see your finally up, its been a little quite around here lately. How you feeling?" Vincent was checking Rick to make sure nothing has happened to him, he was very cautious about everyone's health. "So, what are we going to do? should we go looking for others or remain here and wait till someone else shows up?" he said pulling out his gun and checking to make sure it was loaded.
PostPosted: Sun Apr 10, 2011 8:18 pm


Rick sighed and said, "Ugh, well they better be fixing the damned fence in west wing. I sent a couple out before the sun past the middle of the sky so it's been a couple of hours. They'll show up, we've got more people here, it's just pretty expansive here." He looked around, and peered over at the kitchen. "Why don't you go try and find some of the guys? I've got to start dinner. Tonight's course is stew. Yeah, again. Don't complain about it." He walked towards the kitchen and threw the double doors open. His hooves clacked as he trotted over to the fridge to find what ever scraps of beef was left, even if it was lips and assholes.

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PostPosted: Mon Apr 11, 2011 9:15 am


"blah stew, but watever its better than nothin i suppose, i guess ill go find them and tell them food will be rdy soon, u know we should be heading out soon to get more food and ammo, we've been running a lil short, I hope nothin has happened to them yet. Think u can watch ur own bak Rick while im gone," he said sarcastically. He was now leaving heading towards the west wing.
PostPosted: Mon Apr 11, 2011 9:32 am


Name: Gauge
Age: 18
Species: fox
Team: Infected
Type of Zombie: Creeper
Weapons:
Other Specialties:

(time to party)

just outside the prison, a lone fox stayed in the dark, keeping out of view as he walked around the outer perimeter of the fence. Gauge was an unlucky fox was came face to face with a Screamer and he didn't have anything to defend himself at the time. He was now a Creeper and the only thing about him that could tie him back to his past life was that his black fur stayed black. So he was going to keep walking around the outside, waiting for his chance to attack

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PostPosted: Mon Apr 11, 2011 5:09 pm


Name: James
Age: 19
Species: Wolf
Team: Survivors
Weapons: twin pistols.
Other specialties: Can make ammo, just give him the ingredients, he fixes and maintains firearms of all kinds.

James sat on his bunk, cleaning his pistols for the millionth time out of boredom, after making sure they were perfect, he set them aside and started doing push ups, Gotta maintain healthy physical condition... he remembered his former CO telling him, then he had a better idea, he stood up and looked out his cell door, "Yo! Anybody need me to fix their guns?" he asked loudly.
PostPosted: Mon Apr 11, 2011 7:38 pm


Rick heard James calling from the cells. His faint voice bounced through corridors, rooms, hallways and into the kitchen with miniscule volume. James was the first to be asked to complete the repairs on the west wing, so hearing him, (most likely from the bunks,) made Rick sigh, and curse under his breath. He called back over to James, "JAMES? James, what the hell, I asked you to fix the wing! Did you already do that?" He waited for a reply. If he was already done, he would need to go back out and grab Vince, and tell him he could head back.

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PostPosted: Mon Apr 11, 2011 7:53 pm


Gauge had now walked majority of the outer fence without being seen. Right now, he was looking for an opening, a hole, anything to get him inside without raising any sort of alarm
PostPosted: Tue Apr 12, 2011 2:48 am


James frowned, "Dude! I did that an hour ago... How's our ammo supply?" he asked, James was a soldier before the outbreak, and he sure as hell still acted like one. He looked over to the little desk he set up on the left wall, he had enough gunpowder and shells to make about 80 bullets of assorted variety, 25 shotgun shells and a couple of pipe bombs. He did a little scavenging before coming back from the west wing.

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PostPosted: Tue Apr 12, 2011 9:56 am


Now at the west wing he started looking around for James, " Where can he be, well at least he finished the repairs, I should probably head back but, as long as I'm here might as well look around the fence to make sure nothing is falling apart." Walking around the fence with pistol in hand ready,"Well they are all still outside the fence trying to push through," he said looking in all directions and constantly looking back of him, "Nothing better sneak up on me," he was now at the end of the north side of the perimeter and now walking on the east side still checking.
PostPosted: Tue Apr 12, 2011 10:23 am


Gauge continued to walk around, his body in the shadows and his footsteps as silent as death. His eyes were looking at the fence, looking for a hole until he saw it. There in the norther section of the fence, a gap large enough for him to get threw it. He was about to make his move until he saw another person. He kept his body low to the ground and in the dark, not making a single sound.

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PostPosted: Tue Apr 12, 2011 12:28 pm


Now finished checking the east side fence of the perimeter Vincent was now on the south side fence, "I wonder if anyone has checked the fences, oh well might as well finish and then head back in for that stew , ew," he said still looking in all directions being very cautious. "Being out here and looking at all those things outside the fence gives me the creeps but, I'd rather be creeped out then died." He was now at the end of the south side fence looking down the west side of the perimeter, "James finished the repairs on the west wing, I'm sure the west side is alright, I might as well head in then." he said heading toward the door.
PostPosted: Tue Apr 12, 2011 12:34 pm


Gauge saw that the person had left, but he stayed still for a bit incase he would come back. But after waiting there for a few minutes, he never came back. So Gauge went threw the gap, slightly cutting himself in the process. He was now inside though and he ran to the closest area of shade, doing everything to stay out of view

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PostPosted: Tue Apr 12, 2011 1:03 pm


Vincent was now inside heading toward the kitchen twirling his gun in his hand, *sniffing* "Smells like the stew is ready, I wonder what could be in it this time, better stop by my cell and get some pills in cause anyone gets sick and throws up. I swear if the zombies dont kill us bad health will." He headed toward his cell got what he went there for and was standing outside his cell door, "Hm, something doesnt feel right," he said looking around the area, oh well must be the stench of the stew," he headed back toward the kitchen.
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