A Dark New World (Now Open/ Still Accepting)

[Silas Parrish]

--News--
Okay, guys. This was originally a continuation of Black Tracks for teh new guild. But, I think that RP had run its course. Here is its replacement/reboot. No completely out-of-nowhere sex scenes or vampires this time! All are welcome! To make it simple and familiar to everyone, we'll draw from L4D for inspiration.

--Here's the back-story--
The world's governments have all destroyed each other. Eschewing nuclear weapons, military powers put biological and chemical agents into use for World War III. Much of the globe has become a barren wasteland, not from fallout, but from neglect, as much of the population has been obliterated, leaving Earth unattended. The humans that were not killed by the Final Plague had become something...else. Circulation and reproduction became superfluous for these new life forms. Only a rudimentary nervous and motor system still functioned. That, and the most basic of human instincts was still intact--to feed. Yes, the world has become overrun by zombies. Necrotic, stinking undead. No one has been found to be immune to the disease, but it can only be passed by bodily fluids. A band of survivors will soon join together, and commandeer some sort of transportation, in hopes of using it to gather more Living and find the Promised Land, a part of the world untouched by the Final Plague.

--Other Info--
This be the reboot of everyone's favorite zombie RP series, following Black Tracks and Promised Land. Just as before, we'll all just take it and shape it as it comes to us...help each other tell a great story! In order to make this easier to play, I've added elements from L4D, such as the Special Infected, IN ADDITION to the Black Tracks malice soldiers! If you're interested, just PM a profile skele, a-like dis one:

[b]Username:[/b] (Obvious)
[b]Character name:[/b] (Also Obvious)
[b]Alignment:[/b] (Survivors, Corrupt Military, Bandit, or Sentient infected.)
[b]Main weapon of choice:[/b] (Your big gun. What you'll be using mostly.)
[b]Sidearm(s):[/b] (Put in one or two of your favorite pistols for you to fall back on, should your main weapon become unusable.)
[b]Melee weapon of choice:[/b] (Only if you absolutely have to bash some heads in, damning the consequences! :twisted:)
[b]Survival Story:[/b] (Explanation regarding how your char has survived so far. :mrgreen: Get creative, make it as long as you like, just keep it coherent.)
[b]City:[/b] (where your char was, right before the fit hit the shan.)
[b]Appearance:[/b] (brief description of your char. You can include physique, clothing, and mannerisms. And whatever other details you wanna throw in!)
[b]Anything else:[/b] (write whatever you feel like right here)

NOTE TO RETURNING PLAYERS: You don't have to be the same characters as last time, but you can if you want to.

--Da Rules--
Here's a brief description of the typical zombie in this RP:

-Actually not reanimated corpses, just humans with rotted outer cortices, leaving only base instincts and urges intact (eat, fight, run)
-A virus is the root cause of the disease. It causes the destruction of certain bodily parts functions. It is spread only by blood.
-The zombies cannot feel pain, and are able to sustain very heavy damage to their bodies, due to most human body parts being unnecessary.
-Headshots, as always, are the easiest way to guarantee a kill.
-The zombies do possess a rudimentary functioning digestive system, and can starve. But the body of a ghoul can stave off hunger much better than a human.
-For reasons unknown, the zombies crave human flesh in particular.
-Dead zombies also take longer to decompose than an uninfected human corpse, because the Final Plague virus repels most bacteria, slowing bodily breakdown.
-They retain all of their human senses, in a heightened form, so long as the corresponding organs are still intact.
-They feel no emotion at all.

There are also non-zombie enemies. Think of them as Special Infected, like in L4D, but they retain their intelligence. These are called Malice soldiers:

Strategists: --There are a few enhanced human soldiers with zombie-like symptoms, but brain function that is actually heightened, rather than diminished. These creatures develop the ability to psychically influence nearby zombies, who lack outer cortices and free will. They were engineered to fight in WW3, and are known as Strategists.
Strykers: --Other soldiers were engineered to exhibit uncontrollable bone growth, causing claws and spikes to grow out. These are called Strykers, in honor of the Black Tracks character of the same name.
Brutes: --Still others were created with enhanced muscular growth. Their bodies can swell to gargantuan proportions. These creatures are known as Brutes. Think of them as smaller versions of Tanks that retain their reasoning.
-The mixing of any of the above viral conditions will yield unpredictable results. The products of such combinations are rare, but extremely dangerous.
-Malice soldiers can pass along their respective viruses the same way zombies do.
Also, borrowed from Valve, we have these to contend with:
--The Witch
--The Tank
--The Boomer
--The Spitter
--The Hunter
--The Jockey
--The Smoker
--The Charger

Okay, now here's the rest of the rules:

1. Puppeteering (controlling other players characters) is permitted, but don't go nuts. Only do it if it's ABSOLUTELY necessary to make your post make sense. Don't add any injuries or anything. I'm talking just for like dialogue, you know?
2. There are no superheroes or giant robots or ninjas, etc. The characters are either normal human survivors or Malice soldiers. I guess you can be Special Infected, too...jut remember that those guys are mindless, so make sure your posts reflect that. Zombies are not playable.
3. No autohitting, please! Give the other players a chance to fight back!
4. Please to keep profanity to a minimum.
5. Pay attention to what other players post. If it doesn't make sense, don't say it!
6. Romance is allowed, but let's not act like depraved perverts about it.
7. Plot twists and surprises are more than welcome, but be consistent with everyone else's posts.
8. Actually keep up! Don't post once a week and then complain because you're being left behind.
9. Absolutely NO vampires!
10. Absolutely NO super-powered humans!
11. Absolutely NO invincible characters! All PC's are considered equal, except for Boss Characters, which I or Ty will control until they die.
12. Also, our survivors may or may not be immune to the common virus.
13. Be reasonable and have fun with it!

Also, if there are any artists out there reading this, then some illustrations would be totally awesome. I've made one or two myself, but I ain't so great.  

[Silas Parrish]

--Player Characters--

(Accepted profiles go here! I'm not very picky...I accept everyone that sends me a profile.)


Username: Silas Parrish
Character name: Wally Allen
Alignment: Survivors
Main weapon of choice: FN SCAR -H
Sidearm(s): Colt SOCOM with silencer, taken from a dead Marine.
Melee weapon of choice: Sledgehammer
Survival Story: Eeked out a boring, normal existence as a diesel mechanic with his girlfriend, Rei. The Final Plague swept across their home during their vacation to Savannah, and complete radio silence struck their home town and much of the surrounding area, leaving them unaware what'd happened while they were gone. The story starts with a grisly discovery.
City: Cartersville, GA
Appearance: Same as in Black Tracks, even though this is totally not the same guy. XD
Anything else: TACOS!

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Username: Chibi Kitsune Warrior (Derp! >o>)
Character name: Rei Shires
Alignment: Survivor
Main weapon of choice: Dual pistols, FTW! (Walther P99; Ultrastar)
Sidearm(s): Akdal TR-01
Melee weapon of choice: Crowbar
Survival Story: Ditto @ Silas' story
City: Cartersville, GA
Appearance: Shoulder-length, dark brown hair with light bangs, hazel eyes, average build, wears jeans and t-shirts... That is all. xD
Anything else: Yum yum yum, fatcakes! =3

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Username: Pastellfiskar (Swedish fish (Best candy EVER!).)
Character name: Sven Alm
Alignment: Survivor(s)
Main weapon of choice: Remington 700 30.06 Hunting Rifle.
Sidearm(s): Springfield XD40 Subcompact, Colt .45 Officer's Frame 1911.
Melee weapon of choice: Fire axe.
Survival Story: Working as a defense contractor telecommunications engineer, this guy is great with anything involving phones, radios, or internet. Coupled with a bit of afro-engineering, he was able to ninja-rig up a radio to try and contact other survivors over the basic FM weather radio stations. He has yet to recieve an answer, but continues to broadcast his message twice a day, everyday. In between those messages he passes the time by playing music over his radio into the surrounding 75 miles or so. When not acting as the local DJ, he spends time in a broken down semi truck which was converted into a decent small apartment. Nearby are several great resources such as the Kellogg's plant, several gun stores, many grocery stores, a few auto repair garages, and a hospital. This was one of the best places to try and survive. According to Sven anyway.
City: Rome, GA
Appearance: See avatar.
Anything else: Yeah, can I get an order of medium fries to go with that?

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Username: Mr_BlueCamo
Character Name: Troy Beverly
Main Weapon of Choice: Smith & Wesson M&P 15.
Sidearm(s): Walther PPK, and Walther P99 .
Melee weapon of choice: machete.
Survival Story: Troy is an average guy living in an apartment working at Wal-Mart for the time being. Since he lived in a tough neighborhood he bought a semi automatic rifle and just because he is a James Bond fan he also bought a Walther PPK and a Walther P99. He also bought a black machete cause the reason of using it while camping with his friends. So far his life has been just average, nothing really exciting happening in his little town of Cedertown. At least thats what he thought when he saw the news report of a plague spreading across the U.S. Being a zombie fan he was slightly happy about this but also surprised that the zombie apocalypse was really happening. But he is going to get through this he thought to himself as he geared up and readied himself to go out into the apocalyptic world.
Appearance: 6 feet tall, Medium length Brown hair, Bluish-Gray eyes, wearing a thin blue camouflage jacket, black shirt, and slightly ruffed up blue jeans and is slightly built up muscle tone in order to survive and carry his equipment and is light skinned but has a little tan.
City: Cedartown, GA
Anything else: Due to being a zombie fan as a high school teenager he spent years researching zombies and other monsters that are related and others that are not related. Troy is a easy going guy who likes to be funny and random and likes to be the nice guy in the crowd. Also NOODLES AND PIE!!!!

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Username: Ty Gwynnia
Character name: Church St. Clair (Couldn't help myself, for those of you who get the slight reference XD)
Alignment: Sentient Infected: Malice soldier, Stryker class
Main weapon of choice: Dragunov Sniper Rifle, kept for sentimental value
Sidearm(s): Needs none
Melee weapon of choice: Needs none, if claws can be counted
Survival Story: Coming out of West Pointe, Church went straight into the military. He was more suited to rifleman work rather than infantry, and he actively held religious gatherings for the soldiers in his squad and many others, even though he was never too religious himself. He just had the charisma, which also made him an optimal candidate for the Malice Project. After an incident in WW3 and the beginnings of PTSD, he went comatose, brought back to the US so they could keep an eye on his progress. He reawoke after the zombie virus outbreak as a full Malice soldier, residing in a government broadcasting complex for no better reason somewhere in the state he was born in. Recently, he's been noticing bands of people, and has been conducting his own experiments with their situations, and gauging their reactions, mainly out of boredom and interest.
City: Unknown, could be revealed later, GA
Appearance: Dark brown prematurely graying hair, blue-green eyes, clean-shaven face. Body structure is normal for that of a common soldier. He wears a faded, formal military outfit with the general rank insignia on the shoulder, clean dress shoes, and small round glasses. A little gold cross hangs on a chain around his neck. His fingers are still largely intact, though there is some semblance of claws, and concealed spikes poke up from his shoulders and forearms when he hasn’t hidden them.
Anything else: He has a Southern gentleman accent that is easy to recognize. And he only eats snack cakes. =D Will post in dark blue for him.

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Username: Ty Gwynnia
Character name: Therese “Ty” Mastini (Yay names!)
Alignment: Survivor
Main weapon of choice: Olympia (a shotgun)
Sidearm(s): IMI Desert Eagle .50 cal
Melee weapon of choice: A well-polished cedar walking stick. Polished with bloood. Zombie blood. >=|
Survival Story: A procrastinator first and foremost, she surprised herself when she survived the first night of the zombie apocalypse. Her wish to be there when the world finally went down had unfortunately come true. Rooting around in neighbors houses for guns and ammo, and taking a stick from her own, she fought her way to a small convenience store to hole out in. There was plenty enough food in there to last her a long time, with the front and back entrance door barricaded securely and a still functional toilet facility. However now that she has a means of survival, and possibly travel by reading up on how to hotwire a car, restlessness has set in. Even if it’s better safe than sorry.
City: Cartersville, GA
Appearance: Same as in the previous RP, ‘cept there’s more brown hair than black and it’s grown a bit.
Anything else: Pie is awesome!

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Username: Jett foulke
Character name: Hunter Jarnefehlt
Alignment: Survivor
Main weapon of choice: A black Steyr AUG A2 assault rifle with grenade launcher attachment
Sidearm(s): 2 CZ75 ful auto pistols and a few symtex grenades
Melee weapon of choice: Bowie knife and a ballistic knife
Survival Story: His dad was the tyoe of person that was concidered pyscho. He would run around all day Saying, "The apocalpyse is near." then at the first sign of the infection, he built a shelter underground. but he only had enough time to built it for one person, so he chose his son. On the desk was a key to a certain door that was always locked at his garage. he had built a car that was specially designed for this event. Hunters found his dad later in rockmart. to bad he had to cut his head off with the bowie knife he found.
City: Rockmart, GA
Appearance: He looks like This, but with out the guitars.
Anything else: He is very crafty, he can make a weapon out of any kind of Junk.

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Username: Mr-BlueCamo
Character name: Markus Hicks
Alignment: Sentient Infected: Malice soldier, Stryker class and Strategist class
Main weapon of choice: Spikes and Claws
Sidearm(s): Zombies and Special Infected
Melee weapon of choice: none
Survival Story: When WW3 was approaching and the government conducting super soldier experiments Markus was ready and willing to become a more advanced human being. Now with the government in total collapse he wanted to find something useful for him and his brand new body. That is where he meet Church St. Clair who is just doing his own thing with his powers so he figured that he might as well do the same thing and have others like him around to congregate with.
City: Unknown, GA
Appearance: Shoulder length black hair, dark brown eyes, wears a black, rough looking tank top along with rough looking jeans. Around 7 feet in height and rather skinny.
Anything else: Rather unusual with how this apocalypse but he wants to see if the "advanced" humans are better than regular humans. Also NOODLES AND PIE!!!!

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Username: Ky of the Sacred Knights
Character name: Quinton “Zero” Knight
Alignment: Survivors
Main weapon of choice: twin Rangers (double barrel sawed off shotguns)
Sidearm(s): .45 ACP, M1911
Melee weapon of choice: Longsword , strapped across his back
Survival Story: Lived with his family in Cartersville, ga when the plague arrived. Managed to find a gun shop whos owners were killed, and some guns and ammo. He took his rangers and pistols, along with ammo for each, and set up inside an abandoned garage.
City: Cartersville, Ga
Appearance: Brown, shoulder length hair, T-shirt, jeans, steel toe shoes, brown trench coat. Carries a pair of prescription glasses in a hardened case for reading and precision shooting.
Anything else: Tends to keep to himself. Lost all trust of humans, save for a select few. He was nearly killed by some survivors he helped  

[Silas Parrish]

--NPC's--

(These characters are somewhat important, but no one's controlling them. Feel free to interact with them in any way, but you can't kill 'em without my permission!)  

[Silas Parrish]

--Foodstuffs, weapons, ammo, and other stockpiles supplied--  

[Silas Parrish]

--Travels and Progress--

-Wally and Rei arrive home in Cartersville, seeing the Infected for the first time.
-Sven holds out inside a trailer in Rome, broadcasting to other survivors where to find him.
-Troy struggles to survive in Cedartown
-Therese survives alone near Rome, blowing up a gas station.
-Hunter follows Wally and Rei towards Sven's rendezvous point, and stop to help Therese.  

[Silas Parrish]

--Chronicled Battles--  

[Silas Parrish]

RESERVED FOR LATE NIGHT DIPS IN THE COTTAGE CHEESE FILLED HOT TUB.

PLEASE, NO SKINNY DIPPING!  

[Silas Parrish]

The trees lining the highway passed in a green blur as the silver Acura sped past the Cartersville city limit sign. This has been the best week ever! Rei thought, a soft smile playing across her face as she recalled the events of the past week. A vacation at the beach was just what they needed. Too bad it was already over. Soon they'd be back home. He glanced at the woman behind the wheel and gently caressed her hand.

It was nearing sunrise when they pulled into their long, asphalt driveway, at the end of which sat their beautuful Colonial-style home, and Wally's black pickup truck. Wally stepped out of the car and was met by the sight of a crowd of people, pushing and wrestling against each other all around the streets.
"What'd we miss?" he said, an eyebrow raised.  

[Mr_BlueCamo]

Troy was gathering the last things that he would need to survive a little trip to Rockmart for he feared for his family. Then a big explosion rang from outside shaking the entire apartment building. He looked out from his window and saw that two semi trucks crashed into one another. Just then a hunter jumped right through his window and was about to pounce on him. Troy dodged the hunter and grabbed his machete that was on the floor so when the hunter pounced again he was meet with cold steel as Troy sliced his head clean off. "Dang it looks like I am going to deal with advanced zombies along with the regular ol zombies. Gosh I was hoping that monsters like these would not be in the zombie apocalypse." Troy said to himself as he looked at the beheaded hunter's body  

[Chibi Kitsune Warrior]

Rei slid gingerly out of the car and peered around at the mayhem. It seemed as if the whole of Cartersville had gone mad. "Maybe there was a great sale somewhere...?" she suggested, doubtfully.
A few feet away, a fight broke out amongst several people. As it began to turn nasty, Rei hurriedly climbed back into the safety of the car, her confusion starting to turn into panic.
"What's wrong with everyone!?" she wondered aloud.  

[Ty Gwynnia]

((I'll put something here in the morning. I can tell you're coaching her, Silas.))  

[Pastellfiskar]

Several loud beeps from Sven's watch awoke him to a quiet and cool morning. Most of the time this would be a good thing, but quiet is never good in a world full of people who want to feast on your insides. Waking up in a dark semi trailer was the usual these days, but hopefully that would soon change. Acting as the local DJ was Sven's way of passing time when not scouting supplies from the area. He hoped soon he could meet up with any other survivors and hopefully secure a better place to survive.

Climbing down and out of the make-shift apartment, Sven racked the slide on his XD40. The semi truck he lives in is pretty secure in a series of fences outside of a food plant. The occasional 'super zombie' can make it's way in, but this morning there was less likely to be anything with the unusual lack of noise. Kneeling down next to the trailer's electrical generator, it was apparent from the large puddle of engine oil that it was most likely dead.

"Well if that just ain't my luck. Guess I'll be headed to Home Depot today. But first, I need to greet my listeners to another beautiful morning here in this zombie paradise." Holstering his pistol, he walked back to the trailer and flicked the switch to his radio transmitter. No surprise that nothing happened since the generator had died.

"Ugh. I am just watching a bad dream I can't wake up from!"  

[Silas Parrish]

((I'm not coaching her! XD What makes you think that?))  

[Chibi Kitsune Warrior]

((You can go ahead and post, Ty. He's not coaching me or anything. Besides, can't learn if no one wants to post, right? =3))  

[Pastellfiskar]

((Off-topic random out of character post. rofl ninja dramallama ))

((No seriously though...why are there 8 votes in the poll and only 5 people participating? I demand someone hunt down the other voters and feed them to the hoard!))