Author Topic: Apocalypse: The Re-apocalyticalizing [Somebody put out his fire]  (Read 172555 times)

Can we still make characters? If so, then:

Name: Ted (real name unknown)
Age: 16
Appearance:Slowly shivering with insanity.
Personality:Calm and collected. bLOODTHIRSTY AND RAGE-FUELED. (split, halves hate each other.)
Inventory: Two logs, two sharp pieces of stone.
Clothing:Left half of clothing is Black, the other is White.
Backstory: LOst IN thE paSsIng oF tIMe.
Skill: Capable of slaughtering everyone in sight during chaos personality.
Not feeling it man.
Dual personality, that's fine, but the fact that your character knows he has a split personality doesn't really seem like a good idea to me. The skill part is another iffy thing, Kochieboy can go made and kill a lot but not everything, but the fact that you basically have his skill but buffed isn't a good one, sorry. Needs work.

Can we still make characters? If so, then:

Name: Ted (real name unknown) Seems a bit odd, but I'll run with it.
Age: 16
Appearance:Slowly shivering with insanity. This isn't what I meant by appearance
Personality:Calm and collected. bLOODTHIRSTY AND RAGE-FUELED. (split, halves hate each other.) The whole MPD thing is fine, but like Jokey said, make sure they don't know about each other.
Inventory: Two logs, two sharp pieces of stone. I don't even want to know where you're keeping those logs man.
Clothing:Left half of clothing is Black, the other is White. I'm going to laugh at you for this costume, just sayin'.
Backstory: LOst IN thE paSsIng oF tIMe. Cliche. Cliche all over.
Skill: Capable of slaughtering everyone in sight during chaos personality. Way OP, not going to fly.

What in god's name just happened
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I walk into the room everyone else is in, "What's our next move?" I say leaving the door to the room the dog is in open.

HEY
HEY GUYS
I MADE JOKEY UNLOCK IT

I wake up. With piss in my lap.
"Oh god damn that dog."

okay what the forget happened over the short time i was gone

im lazy

"I think it's kind of cute." I say with a small smile

I stop barking, noticing the scent is now a dead person. I pull my head out of the vent and run out into the halls. I almost slip as I turn to run to the stairs. I scale said stairs and enter the room where the scent is coming from. I look at the crazy, just to see him with a pillow in his lap and a boot print on his face. Then, the same boot print in blood leads out of the room. Forgetting about the dead crazy, I follow the trail of boot prints until I reach the back exit of the hospital, where the prints end. I tilt my head as I look at the opened door. Who the hell could that have been?

"Speaking of, where is he?" I stand up, then I'm greeted by myself coughing up more blood and all of a sudden becoming very tired. I lay down on some of the chairs and fall asleep.

I walk out of the room I was in, then sit in a chair, looking around.
"Alright people, we should probably head back to the bunker. If we've found everybody, then let's move."

"I dunno. I think it may still be swarming with crazies."

"Didn't we- And by 'we' I mean Koch- clear the place out?

SUDDENLY, A NUKE FELL FROM THE SKY, AND EVERYONE DIES


the end???

I have to tell somebody about this! I dash back to where I had my head in the vent and look for somebody that would do something. The man I urinated on or the woman with a great taste in pants. I'll take both thank you. I bark, run towards the direction of the back exit a few feet, turn around, run the few feet back, and repeat multiple times.

SUDDENLY, A NUKE FELL FROM THE SKY, AND EVERYONE DIES


the end???
Please stop that.

"You know, I should REALLY get a shirt." I say rolling over and walking to the truck.

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