The7thSeal
12-26-2012, 07:29 AM
It watches from every alley. Waits in every sliver of darkness. It is death, given life. It is the end of our lives, and the beginning of theirs.

There is no escape. You may hide, but they will find you. You may run, but they will catch you.

They are the living dead.

Our once beautiful world has gone cold and harsh. The strong may survive, while the weak will become nothing more than cold flesh, consumed by hunger.

But you must not give in. You are the last hope for humanity. You are a survivor, and that is what you must do. Survive. Whether alone, or in a group, you must*live. They may have numbers, but we have something they could never hope to have. They may be alive, but they are no longer human. They do not possess our intelligence, our heart, our spirit. They are empty husks.

The land is as dead as the people. The days are bitterly cold, and the nights even more so. The snow is awash in the blood of your loved ones, and those you've never known. The sky is the last beauty of this world, but you may find that looking up is not a sound decision. They are always present. They do not sleep. They do not rest. They do not change their minds. They only hunger. They are always coming, and they're coming for you.

You've been running for six weeks. How long until your legs give out? When they do, the dead will catch you. You must stop running. You must stand strong. You are a shining ray of hope in this winter nightmare, the cold steel to pierce the flesh of this tainted world.

Find a cure, or kill them all. The options are few.

The one option you must not choose, is to die.

Live, proud human; and fight.

Fight, and survive this dead winter.

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In this thread, you will be playing the roles of survivors attempting to survive the Zombie Apocalypse. To that end, you will be allowed two skills sets, Your Profession and your Hobby. Profession is the skill you are an Expert in, while your hobby is the skill your are capable at.
Here are the skill sets:
Scavenger- These people are masters of scrounging supplies from the many abandoned shops and houses of the world. What most would view as*trash, Scavengers see would see use for.

Survivalist- Similar to the Scavenger though they are more adept at living off the land. Fruit, berries, animals, they know how to find/ hunt and kill them, and prepare them so they are safe for consumption.

Medic- The Medic is adept at healing. Most of the time, they know exactly what is needed to patch up a wound or cure an illness. A word of caution; True medical supplies will be few and far between, so most of the materials or practices used for medical purposes will be unconventional or outdated forms of healing.

Melee Specialist- These people are almost unbeatable when it comes to close quarters combat. Bladed or blunt, it doesn't matter. If you can swing it, they sure as hell know how to use it.

Firearm Specialist- Much like the Melee Specialist. These people know guns like the back of their hands.

Pyrotechnic Specialist- Explosives and incendiary weapons are the Pyrotechnic Specialist's forte. They are master bomb makers and users. Their explosives need not be lethal, as they can create and use smoke bombs, flashbangs, etc.

Scout- Scouts experts of heading into unexplored or zombie infested areas, scoping them place out, then returning to the group if they are undetected or the area is clear, or escaping if otherwise. They people work better solo, as more people are far easier to spot.*

Strategist- When the group needs to move through area without being spotted by bandits or attracting the horde, then a Strategist is an excellent addition to the team. A great Strategist can get the group in and of a dangerous position, without major loss of life. However, they are next to useless on their own.

Trap Maker- A Trap Maker is perfect for when the group needs to rest, as they can construct trip wires, early warning systems, any trap one can think of, with ease. They are also able to dismantle the traps that other survivors or bandits may have deployed.

Engineer- These people live and breathe machinery. They understand the inner workings of most vehicles and weapons. An Engineer can maintain and repair both to a much higher standard than most everyone else.

Character info:

Name:
Age:
Gender:
Weapons: Limited to 2(melee or ranged , 1 heavy, 1 light or 2 light.)
Profession:
Hobby:

Guidelines:
Please read Enigma's courtesy guidelines: http://www.justdubsforums.com/showthread.php?t=89286
Your character will be human, and only human. This means no superpowers/magic/etc. We are trying for as close to realism as we possibly can.

The7thSeal
12-26-2012, 07:31 AM
A few important points:
Zombies are of the George A. Romero style of shambling zombie. They have a good sense of smell and hearing, as well as sight. However, their vision will worsen as time goes on, due to their eyes drying out. As well as this, zombies are most dangerous as part of a 'pack' or 'horde'. They are also reasonably strong, if they get a hold on you, you'll be hard pressed to remove them.

Infection Mechanism- If you are infected, you will have three days to find a cure, your condition slowly getting worse. There will be, however, ways for a Medic to create something to slow the virus progress through your system, though that is only a temporary measure.
A scratch from a zombie will not cause infection and a bite will only have a small chance to do so. However, consumption of infected flesh or blood will definitely lead to infection.

Credit goes to Zombie Rampage for the original idea.
Thanks to Enigma and MateusseDarkslight for all their help in bringing this to fruition.

Have fun, and try not to get yourself eaten.

Character list:
The7thSeal
Name: Daz
Age: 18
Gender: Male
Weapons: Cricket Bat,
M1911A1 Custom
Profession: Scavenger
Hobby: Tactician

Joshier
Name: Alexander
Age: 19
Gender: Male
Weapons: 1.1m, Thin, dense metal pole and a Metal plate glove
Profession: Melee Specialist
Hobby: Medic

Enigma
Name: Nikita Ustinov
Age: 20
Gender: Male
Weapons: Heavy - Remington 870 tactical custom : Light - Mp5 clone custom; gutted and converted to fully automatic, (with switch to swap from semi to fully) Surpressed with foldable stock.
Profession: Engineer
Hobby: Firearms Specialist

Miss Elegant Serenity
Name:Paige
Age:17
Gender:female
Weapons:Smith & Wesson M&P SHIELD, 9mm, Compact /Colt M16 Rifle
Profession:medic
Hobby: firearm

MateusseDarkslight
Name: Holmes
Age: 26
Gender: Male
Weapons: Cheese wire, bare hands, adaptable
Profession:Tactician
Hobby: Medic

rougeassassin
Name:James
Age:21
Gender:male
Weapons: SR-25 assault sniper rifle chambered in .308(silenced)
M1911 Military tactical
Profession: Scout
Hobby: Engineer

Paper Tiger
Name: Tiggie
Age: 30
Gender: Male
Weapons: baseball bat, Benelli M4
Profession: Engineer
Hobby: Firearms

Homura_Dude
Name: Syrus
Age: 20
Gender: Male
Weapons: Ice Climbers Pick, M9 Beretta Pistol
Profession: Scavenger
Hobby: Scout

Blazer
Name: Shirley
Age: 22
Gender: Female
Weapons: Combat Knives & Bow
Profession: Melee
Hobby: Survivalist

The7thSeal
12-26-2012, 09:15 AM
OOT: I think we can start now, since we've got 4 people. Others can joined later.

He was rummaging through the remains of a service station. The place had been ransacked, like every other building he'd seen. This didn't deter him. He knew from experience that there was also something that was overlooked. He began sifting through some tins in the back room. They were rusted, dented, broken, but a few were salvageable. He took off his backpack, and placed the tins in it.

'Not a bad haul, all things considered.' He muttered to himself.

joshier
12-26-2012, 09:19 AM
Alexander wondered the halls of the high school, he had come here every day since it had started... holding out hope that some one he knew had survived... He had been forced to kill his family and now wanted to see someone... anyone...

The blood stained the bandage on his shoulder... he had been struck by one of 'them' only a day before...

The7thSeal
12-26-2012, 09:31 AM
He heard a low, guttural moan, coming from the store, wish made him stop moving. It was only one of 'them', but that come easily become a few, then dozens without warning. He picked up his bag, being especially careful not to make the cans clang against one another, before slowly moving towards the rear exit.

joshier
12-26-2012, 09:37 AM
Alexander stopped at one of the windows in the cafeteria and looked out at the front of the school where it met the road, it looked like the snow was coming... things would be getting colder soon...

Alexander cringed for a moment as he felt a slight burn in his wound. He held onto his shoulder until the pain faded.

"Damn it..."

The7thSeal
12-26-2012, 09:47 AM
He left the door open, it wasn't as if anyone would care he mused. He slowly began to make his way down the road, towards a small, suburban town. Never know, could always something of use in there.

Miss Elegent Serenity
12-26-2012, 09:48 AM
OOT hope this works

paige finally arrived outside of her home she had somehow managed to get past whatever was going on with everyone, carefully avoiding them at every turn. she hid in the car port waiting til the coast was clear she rummaged through her purse trying to find her keys.
finding them she quietly made her way to the door, her hands shake as she undid the lock mumbling to herself
"please not them"
she opens unlocks the door and quickly shuts it behind her, locking it back up
"m-mom......d-dad?"
she looked around but it seemed no one was home
'maybe they got out safely'
she quickly pushed herself off the door and ran to her dads study where he kept a gun safe. she grabbed the key from its hiding spot in her fathers desk and unlocked the cabinet grabbing her fathers Smith & Wesson, and Colt M16 Rifle which she knew he kept fully loaded at all times. she checked to be sure they were loaded....

joshier
12-26-2012, 09:52 AM
Alexander looked at the school gate, it seemed like only yesterday that they broke in, tearing apart the teachers then the students. Those that were lucky had escaped on the schools mini bus. Alexander had not been that lucky and instead taken refuge in the school's workshop however by the time he got there the gas powered equipment has been taken, leaving him with only a metal pole to use until he managed to escape home

Enigma
12-26-2012, 09:57 AM
Nikita wore a thick black coat, with a fur trimmed hood. On his head, a full faced gas mask. He shouted in his heavy Russian accent as he drove down the road, the engine of his Ford Bronco reverberating off the buildings in town. In his left hand he held an mp5 clone, and in the passenger seat sat a Remington 870 tactical shotgun.

"Come on you dead mother ****ers! Bring it on!"

He slammed the thick brush guard of his truck into a few roamers, sending a spray of blood and gore across his windshield.

He turned on the windshield wipers, causing a decent sized chunk of brain matter to slide off the window.

He continued on down the road, looking for something, though he knew not what it was.
In black, and with a brush guard.

http://static.cargurus.com/images/site/2008/01/25/16/11/1980_ford_bronco-pic-38898.jpeg

The7thSeal
12-26-2012, 10:03 AM
There were a couple of zombies roaming the streets aimlessly, though they weren't anything he couldn't avoid. He moved slowly, quietly, from wall to wall, car to car, keeping out of the creatures' sight. That was until he happened to see a girl, sneaking into a house. Must do something good in there he thought, before slowly making his way towards the house.

joshier
12-26-2012, 10:05 AM
Alexander walked to the roof of the building, bodies lay all around, most were 'them'... a small staircase led to a higher rise where a barricade stood and a body lay, their head in pieces...

He stood on the edge of the buildings with his hands on the railings, leaning over to look at the surroundings houses and shops...

Miss Elegent Serenity
12-26-2012, 10:13 AM
paige hadnt notice the two figures behind her while she was checking the guns for ammo until on of them bumped into the lamp knocking it over.
she quickly turned around aiming the 9mm at them, realizing who they were
"no...m-mom, dad...this cant be.... not them"
she backed herself into the corner, her hands started to shake as she still had the gun aimed at them, causing her to pull the trigger.
she screamed as she did firing two shots one at each of them. when they fell to the floor, she slid down the wall holding her hands up to the side of her head the gun still in her hand and started to cry
"why.....them..?"

joshier
12-26-2012, 10:16 AM
Alexander could hear gun shots, that meant survivors... or at the very least there WAS a survivor. He ran to the stairs charging through them and out to the front of the high school, stopping at the gates.

He looked down the street to see several figures

Enigma
12-26-2012, 10:21 AM
Nikita continued down the road as quickly as he could without slamming into abandoned cars. He passed a school as he drove by, and his mind went blank for a moment.

"All those kids.. probably dead."


He shook the thought and slammed his foot on the gas and sped on, slamming into a few more of the living dead as he did so, spraying their blood like red mist. As he continued to speed through the town, he hit a patch of black ice, and sent the truck rolling a few times before coming to a rest. He emerged from the truck beaten and bruised, but the roll-cage and 6 point harness had kept him from taking any real damage in the crash. The truck was intact, and would most likely run until he could fix the damage hat ha been done, but it was on its roof and there was no way he would be able to flip it himself.

He looked around and noticed he was no near some houses, but there were few cars to use as a tow vehicle, let alone any that could actually flip his 4000 pound Bronco.

He reached back into the truck and retrieved his 870 and mp5, as well as a backpack he'd been using to keep his supplies. After a moment of fiddling with the guns to make sure they took no damage, he looked up and noticed a rather large hole in his gas mask. He let out a sigh and threw the gas mask to the ground, revealing his unkempt, almost spiky, black hair, and a full beard, as well as his almost piercingly blue eyes.

He reached into his pocket and pulled out a now crushed pack of cigarettes. He put his mouth to the pack and pulled out a bent Marlboro red, before lighting it and leaning against his truck, the guns slung over his back.

The7thSeal
12-26-2012, 10:22 AM
He heard the gunshots and cringed. He turned towards the street, seeing the zombies moving towards the sound. There goes the stealth. He and run towards slammed through the front door, not caring about the noise anymore. He held his gun, ready to deal with the moron with the gun. What he came across, was the girl, looking distraught, standing over two dead bodies. He aimed his gun at her. 'What the **** are you playing at? Way to ring the dinner bell.'

joshier
12-26-2012, 10:24 AM
Alexander saw the car drive by and after a moments pause began to follow it until he saw it skid on ice. Alexander stopped for a moment before running over to the emerging driver,

"Are you alright?"

Enigma
12-26-2012, 10:28 AM
Nikita spoke in his gruff accent as he took a drag from his cigarette. A small drop of blood fell from his forehead onto the filter.

"Da. Just a few scratches."

He then proceeded to wipe the blood from his forehead, and licked the blood from his hand. When the blood was gone, he wiped the remaining saliva on the cut on his forehead.

"Good enough."

He began to look around for something to flip his truck back over with. He was not planning on leaving it.

joshier
12-26-2012, 10:30 AM
Alexander tore of a small part of his bandage and offered it to the stranger,
"Those gunshots... were they yours?"
He held out hope that they were anothers... that there were others

Miss Elegent Serenity
12-26-2012, 10:31 AM
paige heard a voice and quickly aimed the gun towards the the man
"w-ho are you and what are you doing here?...and what do you mean?"
she started to stand up still shaking she glanced down at her parents bodies
"it got them too"

Enigma
12-26-2012, 10:33 AM
Nikita shook his head as he inspected the crash site, hoping to find something of luck.

"Gunshots? Nyet. I was too busy crashing."

He came around to the passenger side of the truck and realized he had gotten lucky. The truck was nearly straddling a ditch that could be used as a fulcrum to flip it with much less force.

joshier
12-26-2012, 10:37 AM
Alexander looked up after hearing a loud bang, several of 'Them' headed towards a house..

Alexander began to walk in that direction as if forgotten about the stranger... He wanted to know if their were others.. If they were there...

The7thSeal
12-26-2012, 10:39 AM
He leaned back, and looked down the corridor. The zombies were shambling through the door. 'Well, thanks to that shooting of yours, we're gonna get it too. Now, either follow me or die, your choice.'

joshier
12-26-2012, 10:43 AM
Alexander saw a house with a broken door... 'They' were heading in to it. He decide to jump the fence to the garden and walked around to the glass sliding doors at the back.

He tapped on the glass,
"Hello? Anyone in there?"

Enigma
12-26-2012, 10:44 AM
Nikita let out a sigh, and instinctively locked the doors to his truck. He chuckled slightly as he did, before turning towards the person who had begun to walk away. He cocked the mp5 and folded out the stock, setting it to semi-automatic.

"You!" he shouted, just enough for him to hear, but not loud enough to draw unwanted attention. "American!"

He jogged up to the man, hopped the fence and spoke as he walked beside him

"I can't be having you die out here. I'll escort you for whatever you're doing here."