Author Topic: Zombie Survival - The Darkest Hour  (Read 16776 times)



Welcome to the fourth fifth sixth topic for the "Popular-then-slowly-dying" Zombie Survival series! This is a role-play topic where you play a character in an apocalyptic world, running from the spreading Zombie infection.

I know it's another topic. I dont care, because I like this roleplay series, it has action, and I enjoy it, and I know at least SOME people still do. So if you don't want it, then just ignore the topic. Simple as that.

The Backstory...
You don't need a backstory goddamnit. There's zombies. Deal with it.


To play Zombie Survival, create a character from the following template, and place it at the beginning of your post (status at beginning of post) and at the end of your post (after the post's events). At [size=8pt] and [center] please!

Name: CharacterName
Location: WhereAreYou     Status: Scared/Tired/Etc?     Health: X/100
Power: See below.
Inventory: (Example inventory;) 7 hotdogs (uncooked), Swiss Army Knife, Slingshot, Motorcycle Keys, 3 bottles of Gatorade.



Rules:

1: No killing off other players unless they have been inactive for at LEAST 2 weeks, or they give you permission.

2: This is not Left For Dead, so any content including witches, smokers, tanks (except the war vehicles) and the like will be highly flamed.

3: Weapons don't fall from the sky, alright? Don't start out with a submachine gun, or have buddies from the Navy or any of that stuff. Also, don't go raiding a pistol from a cop on your first post, as you should have at MOST a melee weapon, like a butcher's knife.

4: Don't be an ass, be nice to fellow players.

5: Don't be, say, a super-rich millionaire in a mansion with dozens of security guards, and a bunch of super-fast cars and a private jet etc.


Thanks for reading, and good luck.

  • Name: Kurt Wylde
  • Location: Stanton, California
  • Status: Exhausted
  • Health: 100/100
  • Inventory: Switchblade, 24 Beef Jerky Strips, 1 loaf of bread, 4 Sierra Mist soda bottles, Honda Concept Motorcycle, Motorcycle keys.



I raced down the abandoned streets, looking for any survivors. I took a sharp turn on with the V4 engine and powered through a tunnel. The zombie infection was still raging since it's beginning three months ago. I had to survive. Not stop the infection. Not to counter it. Just survive.




  • Name: Kurt Wylde
  • Location: Stanton, California
  • Status: Exhausted
  • Health: 100/100
  • Inventory: Switchblade, 24 Beef Jerky Strips, 1 loaf of bread, 4 Sierra Mist soda bottles, Honda Concept Motorcycle, Motorcycle keys.

Name: Nathan Lasél
Location: San Francisco, California, United States - 08:00 AM
Status: Injured severely
Health: 78/100
Inventory: Slightly dirtied North Face knapsack:
- Walther P99 (0 - 0)
- 9x19mm Parabellum shells (197)
- Bloody TaylorMade putter



Ghiradelli Square was quiet.

Extremely quiet.

I limped across the square, gazing upon the environment around me. San Francisco, once a beautiful city, was now an abominable hellhole full of zombies.

As I walked down to the shoreline, I looked across the bay towards Alcatraz. A group of nomadic survivors had made their stronghold upon the island, and smoke was currently rising from the wooded area of the island, coming presumably from a small cooking fire. I shifted my gaze down the road and stopped cold. A zombie was moving across the street, its bloodstained clothes flapping loosely in the wind. I began to pull my trusty TaylorMade putter out of my bag, ready to engage the dead man.

I lunged at him, hitting him in the knee cap. He collapsed as his lower leg detached from his thigh. Blood began to stain the road. I then took the putter and turned it around, aiming the grip of the putter at the back of the man's head. I thrust the shaft into the back of his head numerous times until I was sure he was dead. After turning him back over, I searched his body. I found a sharp kitchen knife, and surprisingly, a note in his pocket. The ink was fresh, probably written less than a day ago. It had the words etched onto it:

See Ryan at Union Square. He'll point you in the right direction.

I put the note in my shirt pocket, and put the knife in my bag. I decided I was going to pay this "Ryan" character a visit.



Name: Nathan Lasél
Location: San Francisco, California, United States - 08:00 AM
Status: Injured severely
Health: 78/100
Inventory: Slightly dirtied North Face knapsack:
- Walther P99 (0 - 0)
- 9x19mm Parabellum shells (197)
- Bloody TaylorMade putter
- Sharp kitchen knife

Notes:
- Note about "Ryan"

Name: Alex
Location: San Francisco, California, United States - 9:24 AM
Status: Patroling    
Health: 75/100
Inventory: Glock 18 (single fire) , M16 , Ammo : 85/100 , Bag filled with food and other stuff , 5 Medpacks filled with Pain pills , bandages.

_____________________________ _____________________________ __________________________

I started investigating for help. And i saw a human who was injurred. I came to him to help and he was alright
_____________________________ _____________________________ __________________________

Name: Alex
Location: San Francisco, California, United States
Status: Investigating , Placing Reinforcements.    
Health: 89/100
Inventory: Glock 18 (single fire) , M16 , Ammo : 100/100 , Bag filled with food and other stuff , 2 Medpacks filled with Pain pills , bandages.
« Last Edit: December 24, 2011, 03:39:52 AM by alexk »


Name: Darx
Location:   San Francisco, California, United States - 9:30 AM   Status: Happy     Health: 100/100
Inventory: Nothing
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I was making a simple sandwich. Nothing special, just some ham and mustard. I hear growling. I check outside and see a sickly man. I open the door and he runs straight for me. I slam the door in his face and run to my room. I grab my backpack and put in a sandwich, some water and mellow yellow, and grab my aluminum bat.

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Name: Darx
Location:   San Francisco, California, United States - 9:35 AM   Status: Prepared     Health: 100/100
Inventory: Backpack, sandwich, water, mellow yellow, and my baseball bat.

Name: Alex
Location: San Francisco, California, United States - 9:38 AM
Status: Following , Stealth   
Health: 100/100
Inventory: Glock 18 (single fire) , M16 , Ammo : 100/100 , Bag filled with food and other stuff , 5 Medpacks filled with Pain pills , bandages.

_____________________________ _____________________________ __________________________

I am acting like i am hiding. I am following an injurred person. I kept on following him until i reached where he stopped.
_____________________________ _____________________________ __________________________

Name: Alex
Location: San Francisco, California, United States
Status: Hidden  
Health: 100/100
Inventory: Glock 18 (single fire) , M16 , Ammo : 100/100 , Bag filled with food and other stuff , 5 Medpacks filled with Pain pills , bandages.
« Last Edit: December 24, 2011, 08:24:20 AM by alexk »

Name: Nathan Lasél
Location: San Francisco, California, United States - 10:49 AM
Status: Injured severely
Health: 78/100
Inventory: Slightly dirtied North Face knapsack:
- Walther P99 (0 - 0)
- 9x19mm Parabellum shells (197)
- Bloody TaylorMade putter
- Sharp kitchen knife

Notes:
- Note about "Ryan"



I had walked 2 miles, finally ascending Post street. As I ascended, I gazed upon Union Square. The Dewey Monument in the middle of the square was reduced to nothing more than a rocky stump. The Macy's across the street from the monument spoke a different story. The large panoramic window out front was highly damaged, cracked and broken in some places. I decided to investigate.

I walked inside the Macy's, and found it to be lighted, to my pleasant surprise. I gazed around the store in front of me, then took out my putter and began exploring. I moved into the perfume section of the store, finding it ransacked. I thought to myself, 'Who the hell would want perfume at a time like this?' As I moved through, I came upon a wallet. I picked it up and studied it. It was extremely tattered, made by Fossil. I opened it, and found a few S&W .40 bullets, only about 5. Luckily, I could use those in my gun. I pulled out my gun from my bag, loaded the ammunition, and kept exploring the store for the man known as "Ryan".



Name: Nathan Lasél
Location: San Francisco, California, United States - 11:36 AM
Status: Injured severely
Health: 78/100
Inventory: Slightly dirtied North Face knapsack:
- Walther P99 (5 - 0)
- S&W .40 ammunition (Currently in use.)
- 9x19mm Parabellum shells (197)
- Bloody TaylorMade putter
- Sharp kitchen knife

Notes:
- Note about "Ryan"
« Last Edit: December 25, 2011, 11:16:55 AM by Comatose »

Name: Alex
Location: San Francisco, California, United States - 9:01 AM
Status: Making a Safehouse near Nathan Lasél  
Health: 100/100
Inventory: Camo , Large Bag from the USA Rangers Army.
- Glock 18 (single fire)
- M16
- Ammo : 100/100
- Bag filled with food and other stuff
- 5 Medpacks filled with Pain pills , bandages.
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I followed a person with a bag label saying Nathan Lasél. So i decided to build reinforcements , and a Little Safehouse to get any people to get there. It had a Little bed for any Healing if needed. There were Ammo stackered around so i took all the ammo that might be needed. Until the night. We will need a shelter.
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Name: Alex
Location: San Francisco, California, United States - 9:05 AM
Status: Still building 
Health: 100/100
Inventory: Camo , Large Bag from the USA Rangers Army.
- Glock 18 (single fire)
- M16
- Ammo : 100/100
- Bag filled with food and other stuff
- 5 Medpacks filled with Pain pills , bandages.
« Last Edit: December 24, 2011, 03:54:37 PM by alexk »

Name: Darx
Location:   San Francisco, California, United States - 9:50 AM   Status: Happy     Health: 100/100
Inventory: Nothing
__________________________ _____________________________ __________________________
I open the door and beat the zombie to death. I run as fast as I can to my car and drive off.


Name: Darx
Location:   San Francisco, California, United States - 9:35 AM   Status: Prepared     Health: 100/100
Inventory: Backpack, sandwich, water, mellow yellow, and my baseball bat.

Comatose remmember to change the time

I REMEMBER THIS.
Name: Tomas Cliche
Location: Sandusky, Ohio (I live near here irl :o)    Status: In-between freaked and prepared.     
Health: 95/100
Power: See below.
Inventory: Dr. Pepper x2, Crushed Sandwich x1, Airsoft G36C x1 (Equipped) Ammo - 32/64,
_____________________________ ___________________________
As I walk past the bodies of my two infected friends, a tear runs down my cheek. I look around for my other friend who said he was getting some medical supplies. I hear moaning, and I decide I'll have to leave him behind, or else I may become part of the mob. I take the car, and just before I punch the gas, my friend comes running with a little kit and jumps in the back seat. He closes the door as one of the infected starts moving towards us. I speed off, running over the infected man, and set a course towards an airport.
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Name: Tomas Cliche
Location: Sandusky, Ohio   
Status: Slightly prepared   
Health: 95/100
Power: See below.
Inventory: Dr. Pepper x2, Crushed Sandwich x1, Airsoft G36C x1 (Equipped) Ammo - 32/96, Bandages x12, Cloth x3,

GAINED ALLY

Ally: 100/100 Health, Name is Gage Fad, Equipped weapon is Airsoft M4A1 with the ammunition of 13/22.

Name: Alex
Location: San Francisco, California, United States - 9:25 AM
Status: Making a Safehouse near Nathan Lasél  
Health: 100/100
Inventory: Camo , Large Bag from the USA Rangers Army.
- Glock 18 (single fire) 42/60
- M16 215/360
- AS50 65/65
- Bag filled with food and other stuff
- 5 Medpacks filled with Pain pills , bandages.

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I finished the Shelter. Now i need to add reinforcements. But i cant find anywhere close. So i search out and find some Barbed wire. And some Run downed buildings with anything useful than can baricade everything. I used some cars as more defence and added Lamps everywhere that i can see from a tower to snipe when anything is close.
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Name: Alex
Location: San Francisco, California, United States - 9:52 AM
Status: Still building  
Health: 100/100
Inventory: Camo , Large Bag from the USA Rangers Army.
- Glock 18 (single fire) 42/60
- M16 215/360
- AS50 65/65
- Bag filled with food and other stuff
- 5 Medpacks filled with Pain pills , bandages.


Name: Nathan Lasél
Location: San Francisco, California, United States - 11:49 AM
Status: Injured severely
Health: 78/100
Inventory: Slightly dirtied North Face knapsack:
- Walther P99 (5 - 0)
- S&W .40 ammunition (Currently in use.)
- 9x19mm Parabellum shells (197)
- Bloody TaylorMade putter
- Sharp kitchen knife

Notes:
- Note about "Ryan"



I continued exploring through the Macy's, finally getting to the women's area of the store. Predictably, all the women's clothes were either torched, or gone. I walked through the women's section, pistol in hand. After a bit of exploring, I came upon the fitting room. I entered the dark fitting room, finding a medical kit. I opened the kit, finding gauze, antiseptic, bandages, and tweezers, among other things. I began to treat myself with the gauze and after I was finished, deposited the kit into my bag.

Then I heard the noise.

It sounded something like a clicking. I turned around, then gazed upon the mistake I made.

I had forgotten to check the room for booby traps.

The clicking was coming from an improvised bomb. I quickly scrambled for my bag, and put it over my shoulder as I ran out the door. Soon after, the bomb exploded, creating a huge hole in the wall. I found myself scurrying for cover as a piece of shrapnel hit me in the back of the head, and I was knocked out.



Name: Nathan Lasél
Location: San Francisco, California, United States - 12:01 PM
Status: Unconscious, injured (minor)
Health: 87/100
Inventory: Slightly dirtied North Face knapsack:
- Walther P99 (5 - 0)
- S&W .40 ammunition (Currently in use.)
- 9x19mm Parabellum shells (197)
- Bloody TaylorMade putter
- Sharp kitchen knife
- Medical Kit

Notes:
- Note about "Ryan"



Alex, you seem to be way over-prepared for the zombie apocalypse. How you came across a large weapon such as an M16 this early on baffles me.
« Last Edit: December 25, 2011, 09:43:16 PM by Comatose »

Name: Nathan Lasél
Location: San Francisco, California, United States - 11:49 AM
Status: Injured severely
Health: 78/100
Inventory: Slightly dirtied North Face knapsack:
- Walther P99 (5 - 0)
- S&W .40 ammunition (Currently in use.)
- 9x19mm Parabellum shells (197)
- Bloody TaylorMade putter
- Sharp kitchen knife

Notes:
- Note about "Ryan"



I continued exploring through the Macy's, finally getting to the women's area of the store. Predictably, all the women's clothes were either torched, or gone. I walked through the women's section, pistol in hand. After a bit of exploring, I came upon the fitting room. I entered the dark fitting room, finding a medical kit. I opened the kit, finding gauze, antiseptic, bandages, and tweezers, among other things. I began to treat myself with the gauze and after I was finished, deposited the kit into my bag.

Then I heard the noise.

It sounded something like a clicking. I turned around, then gazed upon the mistake I made.

I had forgotten to check the room for booby traps.

The clicking was coming from an improvised bomb. I quickly scrambled for my bag, and put it over my shoulder as I ran out the door. Soon after, the bomb exploded, creating a huge hole in the wall. I found myself scurrying for cover as a piece of shrapnel hit me in the back of the head, and I was knocked out.



Name: Nathan Lasél
Location: San Francisco, California, United States - 12:01 PM
Status: Unconscious, injured (minor)
Health: 87/100
Inventory: Slightly dirtied North Face knapsack:
- Walther P99 (5 - 0)
- S&W .40 ammunition (Currently in use.)
- 9x19mm Parabellum shells (197)
- Bloody TaylorMade putter
- Sharp kitchen knife
- Medical Kit

Notes:
- Note about "Ryan"



Alex, you seem to be way over-prepared for the zombie apocalypse. How you came across a large weapon such as an M16 this early on baffles me.
M16 is rather an Automatic weapon. Not large weapon. Also in the RP i am acting as a Army person.