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| Infection Chapter 1: Spread | |
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| Tweet Topic Started: Monday Oct 19 2009, 06:45 PM (1,081 Views) | |
| Fishy | Monday Oct 19 2009, 06:45 PM Post #1 |
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This was an RP in the old forum, but that one died. Since I really have nothing else to do, I guess I'll start it in the new one. CHARACTER TEMPLATE!!! This is not really a biggie, but try to make this normal. Remember, this is set on EARTH with REAL PEOPLE! No you can't be Will Smith...IMAGINARY real people... Also, I can't do this RP with few people so as soon as 5 people make characters, we can start on the first chapter. so the basic outline is
(post your character here and make sure to add Infection:(character) to the title.) Intro: Note: not for the faint of heart (but who really cares?) *Sunny, I put it in general for now. If it gets complex, I could move the later chapters into story roleplay* In the year 2012, on December 6th, New York city was having a normal day. The city was bustling, many people trying to get to their work place in time. Thousands of cars were waiting in line for a green light that would last only but a few seconds. Subways were traveling on time, all the time. Not one thing was different from the last day, just boring and routine. (this is where it starts to get false) Yet things were different in the Pentagon. 20 miles underground was a testing facility. Originally built by George W. Bush to use against terrorists in the absolute time of need, it was now used for enhanced warfare. At first, it was just the development of steroids to improve functions of mobility, strength, and perception. As the years passed (but not many) the injections became more lethal. Some experiments caused abnormal growths which lead to bursts in the skin with endless bleeding. Others cause insanity only found in the most extreme murderers. On the other hand, some caused people to turn into cannibals. Not much was known, they knew it caused insatiable hungers for live, human flesh. Of course the government kept these in quarantine, where only the most elite officials knew of them. Not much was researched on them, for it was to hard to obtain data on ravaging beasts. The project is still being researched as a last ditch effort to wipe out foreign countries by infecting them, but has not been active until recently. Since the start of a chaotic argument between countries, many threats have been thrown back and forth. All of these were empty, but because of the recent conflict, mysterious groups have started uprising against their countries. One group, aptly named the Renegades, decided to cause some mayhem. Using their connections within the Higher ups, they decided to get information on secret government projects. They learned about numerous projects, including a plan to store bodies in Antarctica in a state of limbo to see if they could be revived, another one to plant satellite taps that could gather information from all other satellites, and many more. The one that most interested them was a project that was marked "Quarantine". It intrigued them because they could be used as weapons against countries. They decided to sell it to a country, but told them that the deal could only be made on American soils, for safety issues. The sellers and the representatives met up at a Washington DC airport, in one of the storage closets in a luggage check area. At first, the foreigners were skeptical of the virus's ability, so they decided to test it out...on the ones who sold it to them. This turned out to be a bad mistake, causing all of them to be killed, then reanimated. They hungered for food and soon escaped into the airport. Massive mayhem ensued. But back in peaceful old New York, the people were none the wiser. They went happily along with their lives. Soon the infection would reach them, and the only hope for mankind lay in those who could fight... *actually this kind of sucks...I was kinda lazy...but w/e* **edited story for...realism** Edited by Fishy, Tuesday Oct 20 2009, 08:22 PM.
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| Fishy | Monday Oct 26 2009, 05:51 PM Post #2 |
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*We're going to start without 5, we can just have them join later* **My plan is to have people all happen to stay in The Ritz hotel by at most 2 posts so that when the news about the "Zombies" is heard, everyone will be in groups** The finish line was only a few feet away, Alex could almost taste victory. He was in the lead but he still gathered all his energy in one final burst to the finish. "We have a winner!" shouted the referee, as Alex crossed the goal. Many of his teammates were there to congratulate him but he was too tired to care. He walked over to the bench where his water bottle filled with cool and refreshing gatorade awaited him. He took a few sips and then lay down for a bit of rest. Soon after, he returned with his teammates to their hotel, which was called The Ritz. He went up to his room, slumbered onto the bed and ordered some room service. It was a good life for a high class runner, but little did he know what horrors would await him. |
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| Chrono T. | Monday Oct 26 2009, 07:48 PM Post #3 |
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"THE END IS NEAR!" Nikolas screamed, "THE WORLD IS GOING TO END!!!" Ash yipped in agreement, hopping around in circles like he always liked to do. A man nearby was watching Nikolas, rather offput by the grimy, disgusting man. However, he had to walk past him to enter the hotel, a strategy that Nikolas had discovered a few months ago. You see, it was the busy season, so this was the best place to spread the truth, it seemed. So, when the man attempted to pass, avoiding eye contact with the obviously deranged hobo, Nikolas was able to grab him by one arm. The man was rather upset, it seemed, but despite his struggling, Nikolas' grip held strong. "The government, dear sir, is going to kill us all," he said, much more calm than he had been a few moments ago, "You need to get somewhere safe." He didn't get any reply from the man other than that he believed that Nikolas was a drunk and scum of the earth. But, Nikolas could hear the thankfulness in his voice. He let go of the man's arm, revealing a greasy stain on his suit jacket that was left by Nikolas' filth-covered gloves. Again, the man didn't seem pleased. "Get a job!" "And a pleasant day to you too sir!" he was quick to reply. You see, Nikolas had learned long ago the lingo of the outside world, the world without the truth, so he had a quite simple time deciphering the otherwise insane ramblings of the man in the three piece suit. Of course, he wasn't exactly a saint... You see, Nikolas was doing more than spreading the truth on this street corner, he was also accepting donations from thankful passerby. And of course, Nikolas knew that the government couldn't see them giving him money, or else they would be in grave danger. And this is why he had to take the donations from their pockets without them knowing. This is how he got the credit card. |
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| Fishy | Monday Oct 26 2009, 10:26 PM Post #4 |
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Alex's lunch was disturbed by a distant shouting. He walked over the the window and poked his head out and looked around. Below him, he saw a bum holding some man's arm. They were having a conversation although it looked more like the bum was trying to convince the other person of something. Alex, no longer interested, was about to go back inside when he saw the bum do something that he believed was very wrong. The bum had used his slight of hand to take the other man's credit card. This was unacceptable, even for a crazy person, to Alex and he bolted downstairs. When he got outside he saw the bum and shouted, "Hey you bum! Give that man's credit card back!". He started to run after the bum. |
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| Chrono T. | Monday Oct 26 2009, 11:44 PM Post #5 |
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He had no idea what was up with this kid, this man was a nice guy, and he had given Nikolas this card. He wasn't about to let some crazy lunatic take his present away from him. So of course, he ran. He ran as fast and as hard as his body could take him, Ash bringing up the rear. He weaved through traffic and alleys and side-streets in his attempts to rid himself of the kid. He turned one last corner and leaped into an open dumpster, scooping Ash up into his arms right before. The lid shut silently and Nikolas hoped that he had outrun the kid. He was completely out of breath now, trying to be silent despite his desire to gasp in huge gulps of air. He needed this card, dammit, and no one was going to take it from him, especially not some punk kid. The world needed him to be well financed, and this credit card, along with the wallet, were just what was going to help him do that. He stuffed the wallet underneath the bag of trash he was sitting on, making a mental note to come back for it if the kid found him. ((Yeah... If only Nik knew that your boy, Alex was a track star! Boy would he be mad!)) |
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| Redkat123 | Tuesday Oct 27 2009, 10:43 AM Post #6 |
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Lara was walking to her hotel as bum crashed into her. She fell to the sidewalk as he kept running. She felt a sharp pain in her left ankle. She tried to stand but her foot gave way beneath her. She yelped in pain but managed to get up She lean on a brick wall. The hobo had disapeared into the allwy behind her. She could not do anything but wait for some help. She checked her purse for her cell, but she remembered she had left to charge in her room. She cursed Great, now my manager can't find me. She carefully took her left high heel off and examined her ankle. It was turning purple. It was twisted. |
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| Fishy | Tuesday Oct 27 2009, 09:45 PM Post #7 |
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Alex saw the hobo running and began to chase. It was clear the the hobo was not a fast runner and he closed the distance fairly quickly. Yet as the man ran into an alley, Alex saw him bump a girl onto the ground. The girl looked as if she could barely stand. He decided to help the girl out and ran over to her and asked, "Are you alright?" |
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| Torayami | Wednesday Oct 28 2009, 07:08 AM Post #8 |
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Aron was climbing a building close to the hotel he was staying in, The Ritz, when he heard a man yelling something about a card. He got curios to what was so important about this card. Quickly he climbed onto a ladder and slid down. He landed on a roof not far from the mans yelling and started to run. He jumped off the building, grabbed a flagpole that was sticking out of a building and leaped to another. He was close enough to now see a bum being chased by a man. The bum knocked down a lady before jumping into a dumpster. Aron fealt that this was none of his businesses and since the man found a pretty lady he was sure he was happy with the deal. He jumped and climbed until he was in his room ready for the big tournament later that day. |
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I make things out of this world I will never give up that is my way of the ninja One may not choose how their life begins but one must have the courage to walk until ones last step Torayami on deviantart | |
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| Chrono T. | Wednesday Oct 28 2009, 08:38 AM Post #9 |
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Nikolas let out a long breath, completely confident that he had lost his pursuer. He dug the wallet out from under the bag of garbage and carefully lifted the lid of the dumpster to do some reconnaisance. He looked left. He looked right. No one. "I'm just too good, eh Ash?" he chuckled as he hopped out of the trash. Ash followed suit, keeping up with his master, wagging his tail and panting all along. "I think we're in for a change... What do you think?" Ash jumped around in circles excitedly. "That's what I thought too." And so, Nikolas found himself at a thrift store a few blocks down, it was a fairly nice store, and in this place, it was used more often to drop off out-of-style clothing than old clothing anyways. Suffice to say, it had some really nice, barely-used clothes. And so, Nikolas perused the items on display, looking for clothing that caught his eye. He eventually found a pair of pants, worn out on the legs (as was the style) which were the perfect size. He also found a red t-shirt (plain) and a black suit jacket. Very nice. He thought about it a bit longer, and also bought some underwear and a pair of Nike's. The total cost? $17.64. God, did he love thrift stores! And so, Nikolas was beginning to look more presentable, all he needed now was to cut his hair and clean his face, which he did soon after he left, cutting his beard, completely untamed before, down to about an half an inch long, and pulling his hair into a ponytail that rather suited him. Then he washed his face in a subway restroom. Clean and Tidy. And that's how Nikolas "The Nutjob" Weaver became just plain old Nikolas Weaver again... or would that be Marcus Daniels, as the credit card explained? Regardless, he was now someone else. And the hotel personnel would be none the wiser. And that is how he was able to get a room in The Ritz Hotel. ---------- ((That's all I needed in ways of the credit card... I had to find a way into the Ritz Hotel... I mean, I'm a crazy bum! I can't afford a hotel!)) Edited by Chrono T., Wednesday Oct 28 2009, 09:08 AM.
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| Redkat123 | Wednesday Oct 28 2009, 04:23 PM Post #10 |
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Lara looked up at the young man. She nodded " Yes perfectly fine, but I need to get the Ritz to call my manager." Lara carefully took off her other high heel and strapped them to her purse. She began hopping while her hand supported her on the wall. Yay... |
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