Pandemic
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"Dr. Howard, sir, I don't think you should be working on the cure for cancer with the mutant strain of rabies right next to it..""You're right. Put it in biohazardous containment.""But sir, shouldn't it go in the incinera-""Containment.""Yes sir." The assistant took the vial with the biohazard symbol on the side from the holder, carefully handling the open topped vial while the Doctor worked. The assistant took the cap, screwing it on, but - unnoticed by both - a small green droplet from the vial slipped into the equally-colored cure. "I've done it!" Dr. Howard had applied the cure to the test subject via syringe before the parasitic substance slipped in. "I've found a cure for cancer!" "Good job, sir," said the Assistant, shutting and locking the safe door to biohazard storage.
"Breaking News, everybody. Doctor Robert Sykurm Howard recently developed a cure for cancer. It is being shipped everywhere across the globe. Two thousand, one hundred sixty seven people have been cured of cancer." says the newscaster. "'I had cancer. I took this. I instantly felt like I was alive again. I didn't have to worry anymore.' says one of the people who was cured. The cure will continue to be shipped around the globe, but, to receive this cure, it'll cost you. Seventy-four dollars and sixteen cents for a shot. That's all for right now. We'll be back at ten."
ATTENTION EVERYONE. THIS IS A MESSAGE FROM THE INTERNAL BROADCASTING SYSTEM. THIS IS NOT A DRILL. THE CURE FOR CANCER HAS BEEN MIXED WITH A MUTANT STRAIN OF RABIES. AVOID INFECTED AT ALL COSTS. IF YOU ARE SCRATCHED, BITTEN OR COME IN CONTACT WITH THE INFECTED IN ANY WAY, REPORT TO YOUR LOCAL DISEASE CONTROL CENTER IMMEDIATELY. ANY PERSONNEL WHO ARE MOANING, SHRIEKING, GROWLING, HISSING AND CHARGING AT YOU ARE CONSIDERED FULLY INFECTED PERSONNEL. DISPOSE OF THEM IMMEDIATELY, EVEN IF THEY ARE FAMILY MEMBERS. IF OUR VISION BEGINS TO BLUR AND BECOME DIFFERENT SHADES OF BLUE, AND YOU ALSO HAVE SUDDEN URGE TO ATTACK SOMEONE, WE ASK THAT, HOWEVER HARD IT MAY BE FOR YOURSELF, TO COMMIT Self Delete. ATTENTION EVERYONE. THIS IS A MESSAGE FROM THE INTERNAL BROADCASTING SYSTEM...
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A mutant strain of the rabies virus, created by Robert S. Howard, a scientist studying viruses and making cures, accidentaly released the virus, dubbed V0. It caused people to violently twitch, before going into a coma for 23.54 hours before waking up, attempting to kill anything and everything. The entire world was soon overtaken, only 3,459 people surviving. The year is 2034. You have been surviving in this world since 2013, and you plan on surviving the
pandemic. ~~~~~~~~~
Rules
1. You can only be 17 & below with my permission.
2. No being a '22 year old ex-convict with cyborg arm and plasma minigun with cool shades and gets all the girls", etc.
3. No starting out with something outrageous, like a 424 External Suit (these exist) and a 'God's Wrath.'
4. Relationship RP is allowed, but don't take it too far.
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Members
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Watcher In The Myst
Ruby Scrawn
Female
23
Colt Python, Black Hoodie, Kevlar Vest, Black Pants, Black VANS, Black Tshirt, Black beanie
, if her hoodie's sleeves are pulled up, it's clear she's emo.
iPad w/ earbuds
Acts depressed alot, constantly listening to music, keeps to self
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Name: John
Gender: Male
Age: 22
Occupation: Software Programmer
Appearance: (Look at my avatar )
Equipment: Laptop, M9 (4 Rounds), Provisions
Bios: When the infection first started, John was smart. All the "tough guys" went and got themselves killed with their egos. John hid amongst the shadows, until only a few were left. Then he was forced to fight for his life
