Generic and Stereotypical Zombie Invasion Roleplay

[morningstar]

Name: Isaac Gates
Career: Military
Inventory: Remington Model 700 Sniper Rifle (8 Bullets Left); Combat Knife; Aluminum Bat
Status: Headed to America
Mood: Sad

A live human?  At the door to the building?  I can't believe my eyes.  He came to us.  He looked like the helicopter crash had put him through a lot though.  His clothing was torn, he had a bloody face, and one of his arms was a bit singed.  But I've seen worse on my second campaign.
I decide to let him through.  "You look like you have been through ," says my Scottish friend, Joe.  "There and back," says the new guy cryptically.  "What's your name, stranger?" I asked him.  "Toby Pherson," He said, happy that I thought to say that.  "I'm Isaac, that's Joe, and the guy with the duct tape is Peter.  But we all call him 'Blue'."  We shook hands.  "Want a Tic Tac?" I ask.  After introductions and some rest, I tell him we are headed North to Calderdale.  We have to leave tomorrow at light so we can see the things we gotta fight. 

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[Blaze0]

more L4D style zombies

My category ISN'T l4d, infact, l4d zombies (Tanks etc) are not allowed.

[Jokey365]

My category ISN'T l4d, infact, l4d zombies (Tanks etc) are not allowed.

We didn't say l4d zombies, we said the zombies are more l4d style.
I.E. They run fast, they die easier, and you don't get infected as easy.
EDIT: I was also reading your posts.
Changing the name to 'Super Zombie' doesn't change anything.
It's still basically a tank :U

[morningstar]

My category ISN'T l4d, infact, l4d zombies (Tanks etc) are not allowed.

Jesus, could ya stop freackin' flaming all over my bloody topic?  You are disrupting the actual roleplay!  No offence.

[FireFish]

Name: Kevin Williams
Career: Civilian
Inventory: M1A, 3x 10 Round M1A mags, S&W 325 Revolver, 15 .45 ACP Rounds, First Aid Kit, Bag of chips, 3 granola bars, 2 bottles of water.
Status: Investigating possible zombies.
Mood: Paranoid

When I got to the door, I knocked on it, saying "Is anyone in there?" I was met with a grunting sound. I wasn't sure if it was a human or zombie, so I opened it, revolver ready. A figure stood there for a second, glaring at me. All of the sudden it growled and pounced at me. I just barely dodged it, but it knocked my gun from my hand. Panicking, I took a few steps back and bumped my elbow on something hard. I grabbed it without looking and found out that it was a frying pan. "Well that was lucky." I thought. As the zombie lunged at me a second time, I thought of my years playing baseball in middle school. Batter up... Pang! "Home run!" I said to myself quietly. As I went to retrieve my revolver, I heard a grunt behind me... "Bastard's still alive..." I thought.
I turned around and shot it once with the revolver and the zombie collapsed onto the ground. This time he was actually dead. Tired, I ate the rest of my chips and drank some water. Then I remembered that I needed food. I managed to scrounge up some stale crackers and a little bit of water from the sink. In the bedroom, I found a Colt M1911, which was in bad condition and a map. There were also 3 more .45 ACP rounds, which fit my gun fine. In the backyard I found a small vegetable garden, but most of the plants were dead. I found 1 ripe tomato, which I ate immediately. "Damn, this house has some good stuff in it." I thought. I then started to walk down a dirt road which, on the map, lead to a town named Calderdale. "Maybe there will be some help there."

Name: Kevin Williams
Career: Civilian
Inventory: M1A, 3x 10 Round M1A mags, S&W 325 Revolver, Colt M1911, 17 .45 ACP Rounds, First Aid Kit, Stale Crackers, 3 granola bars, about 2 bottles of water, map.
Status: Going to Calderdale
Mood: Content

Morningstar, wanna meet up in Calderdale?

[mp7964]

Name: Aleister Crawley
Career: Army Medic
Inventory: Combat Knife, Desert Eagle .50, M416 - ACOG Sight, 1 Medkit, 2 Scaples, bag of flares.
Status: Some greenhouse on a highrise roof.
Mood: Tired, Angry

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As I shot the zombie on the roof across from mine in the head, I saw a greenhouse behind him. I decided to check it out. I got some old boards and used them to cross from one roof to the next until I was at the greenhouse. No blood near it, on it, or around it, I figured i'd stay the night. Just as I laid down, I spotted something under a table. It was a Claymore mine, so I decided to put it down infront of the greenhouse, just in case. I readied a blast shield of tables and pots from the greenhouse and laid my head down. Good thing i'm a light sleeper..

AgentPikmin, wanna meet up?

[Frontrox]

Name: Michael Boons
Career: Military
Inventory: G-suit, Emergency supplies, contains: Standard issued pistol, emergency radio, and rations.
Status: Flying though the air in a A-10
Mood: Shock
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Michael Boons is a pilot stationed in Tucson, Arizona. The millitary  knew about the infection before anyone else. Michael, and his wing were placed on high alert, and the base sealed off. When the infection got real bad the base was overrun.Michael was lucky enough to take off hours before.

 Michael now sits 2000 feet above the base, and tucson, looking at the massive crowd of zombies. His A-10 was fitted with on board cameras for recon. using the cameras he takes the pictures, and heads for the closest non overrun base. Michael also has his coms open to any radio traffic from survivors.

[lancer]

Name: Matthew Scott
weapon: Micro Uzi (4 magazines left) & CZ75 handgun (2 magazines). Baseball bat with nails.
status: Alive-shocked
inventory: medical kit. Certain canned goods.
Civilian with backup
mood: satisfied

as me and my two bodyguards where coming with me we soon ended up in a suburb. we saw a milk bar 1 block away and the group decided too wet there whistles. We broke the door open to find a brunette with a shotgun pointed to my nose. She asked if we where infected. i tried to say no. Then the biker said 'bitch...cool!' His face splattered across the goddamn wall. I explained that me and Matt where not infected. suddenly she relaxed and we made out of 20 minutes. we asked if she would join. she agreed. She seemed to have the hots for me though.

[morningstar]

Morningstar, wanna meat up in Calderdale?

Sure thing, man.

Name: Isaac Gates
Career: Military
Inventory: R700 (24 Bullets Left); Combat Knife; Aluminum Bat
Status: Driving to Calderdale
Mood: Satisfied

Well, today is looking up.  We found a police station with the police version of my gun.  The bullets fit fine, so I kept 'em.  I also grabbed a handgun and some ammunition, not knowing or caring what kind it is.  The guy who had the duct tape, Blue, grabbed a shotty.  Even better, Joe knows hotwire, and he rigged two police cars for us to use.  He hopes we can shove a zombie in the back of one and keep it contained for scientific study.  I personally can't see how we could do that without a casualty.  Oh well.  Also, we found a place where some people were holding out in a Wal Mart.  They offered to let us stay, but we had to keep going.  We did take some food though.  I ate 'till I was full, and we loaded up and hit the road.  We found nothing scanning the channels in the police radio.  Well, we heard screaming and moaning on one of them just as we tuned in, but that doesn't count.  So we are off to see the Wizard, the Wonderful Wizard of Calderdale.  Or maybe a survivor would do...

[FireFish]

Name: Kevin Williams
Career: Civilian
Inventory: M1A, 3x 10 Round M1A mags, S&W 325 Revolver, Colt M1911, 17 .45 ACP Rounds, First Aid Kit, Stale Crackers, 3 granola bars, about 2 bottles of water, map.
Status: Going to Calderdale
Mood: Content

A few miles down the dirt road, I started hearing one or two gunshots every few minutes. This was both good and bad news. There were survivors, but zombies too. I didn't want to try looting any houses, because my items were already heavy, and because I almost got killed last time. The roads started getting paved, so that meant I was getting close to town. At the town line, I stopped to rest. I ate 2 of my granola bars and consulted my map. I realized that I had walked 5 miles. It felt shorter, probably from the adrenaline. I got up and continued walking. I got to what looked like a main road. I stood there for about a minute, looking around. I decided to see if I could find any goodies from the convenience store across the street. The street that had several bodies on it. After crossing the street and nearly puking, I opened the door to the store. I looked around and found some Arizona Green Tea, which I drank. I also found a small bag of chips, but I ate that too. After a few moments, I heard what sounded like police sirens in the distance. If there was police, that must mean there would be some kind of order here, unlike the other towns. I walked over to the sidewalk, and sure enough, two police cars were driving down the road. There were a few zombies following them, but there was a man shooting them with a pistol. I waved at the cars, and the stopped after they passed me by about 50 feet. I was wondering what I should say. "I'll just ask 'em if I can get in, and maybe offer them my M1911." I thought to myself. When I walked over, I noticed that they had military uniforms. It looked like they had been through hell. The guy driving the first car motioned for me to get in back. So I did. Who wouldn't?

Name: Kevin Williams
Career: Civilian
Inventory: M1A, 3x 10 Round M1A mags, S&W 325 Revolver, Colt M1911, 17 .45 ACP Rounds, First Aid Kit, Stale Crackers, 1 granola bar, about 2 bottles of water, map, empty Arizona Can.
Status: In the police car.
Mood: Happy

[lancer]

A few miles down the dirt road, I started hearing one or two gunshots every few minutes. This was both good and bad news. There were survivors, but zombies too. I didn't want to try looting any houses, because my items were already heavy, and because I almost got killed last time. The roads started getting paved, so that meant I was getting close to town. At the town line, I stopped to rest. I ate 2 of my granola bars and consulted my map. I realized that I had walked 5 miles. It felt shorter, probably from the adrenaline. I got up and continued walking. I got to what looked like a main road. I stood there for about a minute, looking around. I decided to see if I could find any goodies from the convenience store across the street. The street that had several bodies on it. After crossing the street and nearly puking, I opened the door to the store. I looked around and found some Arizona Green Tea, which I drank. I also found a small bag of chips, but I ate that too. After a few moments, I heard what sounded like police sirens in the distance. If there was police, that must mean there would be some kind of order here, unlike the other towns. I walked over to the sidewalk, and sure enough, two police cars were driving down the road. There were a few zombies following them, but there was a man shooting them with a pistol. I waved at the cars, and the stopped after they passed me by about 50 feet. I was wondering what I should say. "I'll just ask 'em if I can get in, and maybe offer them my M1911." I thought to myself. When I walked over, I noticed that they had military uniforms. It looked like they had been through hell. The guy driving the first car motioned for me to get in back. So I did. Who wouldn't?

hey fire fish mind if i catch up and join you? maybe to fit with the story

[Frontrox]

Name: Michael Boons
Career: Military
Inventory: G-suit, Emergency supplies, contains: Standard issued pistol, emergency radio, and rations.
Status: Flying though the air in a A-10
Mood: Calm, and lonely
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Getting lonely up here in the sky. Being high in the sky has its advantages, like seeing all the strong holds, and watching some of them fall. Fuel is almost out, but luckily the Airbase is close, and from this distance it looks abandoned. No radio contact so far. Decided to send messages on any radio channel i could find, hope somebody is out there...

[FireFish]

hey fire fish mind if i catch up and join you? maybe to fit with the story

We already have like 2 other people, but I guess.

[HelplessNobb88]

Name: Toby Pherson
Career: Army helicopter pilot
Inventory: KA-BAR knife, .44 revolver
Status: with other survivors
Mood: tired

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I was incredibly relieved to see they were friendly. Fighting off an apocalypse with nothing but a crap pistol didn't seem like a lot of fun. After they  said what their plans were, i decided just to go along with them.  But, I searched around first. I found a .44 revolver,  and grabbed all of the ammo I could find.

[morningstar]

We already have like 2 other people, but I guess.

I guess we could let him in.  What's the harm?  The only problem is that we may become overpopulated.  Where are we gonna get all our food?