The Collapse of Humanity:
January 15th - The unknown disease makes an appearance in a small African village.
February 13th - The unknown disease is discovered in a young man in Edinburgh, Scotland. At first he is thought to be mentally deranged. But then his appearance changes; he looks as if he were rotting. Then he starts eating people.
February 18th - The disease is officially reported on the news. "115 cases have been reported in Germany alone." A small panic ensues.
March 28th - The borders to 18 countries close.
March 30th - The disease spreads to Asia. The numbers of the infected explode when it reaches China.
April 19th - There are no open country borders. It doesn't change anything. The numbers of the infected rise at a lightning pace.
May 4th - Worldwide panic. No country is untouched.
May 25th - Anarchy. Civilization collapses.
June 16th - There are more dead than alive. There are more infected than dead.
June 19th - Is anyone living still out there?
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If You Would Like to Help Humanity…..
-Report signs of the plague immediately; suspected infected persons/animals. The authorities will take care of it.
-Do not hesitate to destroy an advanced Infected person. They kill without a thought.
-If you have been exposed to the plague by an open wound, clean out the wound with alcohol or, if that is not available, clean water, and take the necessary preventive medicines. If you show signs of the plague, report yourself to the proper authorities. We will make you as comfortable as possible.
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Stages of the Plague:
-. Incubation period: 3-5 days
-. Stage 1: Mental confusion, dizziness, sleeplessness, unsteadiness, more energy than usual
-. Stage 2: Bloody mucus, acute insomnia, hallucinations, vomiting, larger appetite than usual
-. Stage 3: Slight weight loss, a yellowing of the whites of the eyes, a mistrust of everyone
-. Stage 4: A craving for human flesh appears, paranoia, yellowing of the skin
-. Stage 5: Insatiable appetite for human flesh, animalistic, yellow foam at mouth, seemingly inexhaustible energy
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Story Guidelines:
-It is the 21st century.
-Virus is contracted only by blood-to-blood/fluid-to-fluid contact (If someone gets zombie juices in their wound, they're on their way to joining the living dead club. Their slim chance is to sanitize the wound and pray for the best.).
-A zombie can only be permanently stopped if shot in the head or beheaded.
-Civilization has entirely collapsed.
-Communication via any other way besides face to face is non-existent (No cellphones, email, radio, etc.). Especially because most everyone and every un-infected group thinks they're the last ones.
-Almost all mammals can also be infected (Ex. primates, dogs, cats, horses, pigs, etc.)
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Suggested Character Form:
Name:
Age:
Gender:
Appearance:
Personality:
Occupation before the Plague:
Family:
Weapon(s):
Other:
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Rules:
- As always, be considerate of others.
- No bad or offensive language.
- Violence is allowed (Duh, it's a world full of zombies!)
- No s*xual content (Keep it PG-13, ya'll.)
- A limit of 2 characters per person. If one dies, you may make another.
If you have any questions, would like a character prompt, or anything else before or throughout the RP, tag me with your question. I'll answer as soon as I can.
Characters (8/12):
- Cash Morgenstern - (Male; 17) - @Peter_Duende
- Zoe Melana (Female; 16) - Created by Deleted User - Controlled by @Peter_Duende
- Pollux Ravelli - (Male; 19) - @black_cats_and_witch_hats
- Cordelia Mason - (Female; 15) - @black_cats_and_witch_hats
- Lila Morani - (Female; 17) - @ImNotCrazyImAFangirl
- Peyton White (Female; 19) - @ShadeStar
- Harley Fay (Female; 18) - @StarkSpangledMayflower
- Leo Mason - @Lavy-the-Nerdy-Sci-Fi-Birdy
Name: Cash Morgenstern
Age: 17
Gender: Male
Appearance: Black hair in need of a trim. Ratty Vans sk8 High Leather shoes. A dark gray waxed cotton jacket. Worn dark gray jeans. Maroon t-shirt. Has heterochromia; in his case his right eye is a light blue, his left is a dark brown. Has dark circles under his eyes and is pale. Pale scars (from crawling through shattered glass) on his hands and knees.
Personality: Before the Plague he was pretty open and outgoing. After the Plague he is distrusting and hardly speaks.
Occupation before the Plague: Student (High School)
Family: As far as he knows, his parents and his two little sisters (ages 13 and 8) are either infected or dead. He doesn't know where they are.
Weapon(s): Baseball bat, handgun
Other: He wears a necklace, a small gold-colored circular pendant on a silver chain, that was his Mom's. It has a small picture of his two sisters in it.
Name: Zoe Melana
Age: 16
Gender: Female
Appearance: Long, messy dark hair, light hazel eyes, wears a black leather biker jacket, leather gloves the don't have finger holes, jet black combat boots, ripped jeans, wears black headphones, and wears a Hunger Game T-Shirt.
Personality: Is a fast thinker and is very sarcastic. She is shy , but once you get to know her she is outgoing. She can be rebellious and a bit stubborn. She can be secretive at times, but you learn to deal with it. After the plague, her personality remains, but she misses talking to her friends, but at least has her brother. She can also be impatient at times.
Family: Has an older brother Nico, who sticks with Zoe. Her mother died before the plague and her father either died or got infected.
Occupation: High School
Weapons: Duel Guns or an axe or throwing knifes.
Others: Has ADHD and Dyslexia.
Name: Aberdeen Morani
Age: 17
Gender: Female
Appearance: Alba Galocha Dames
Personality: develop
Occupation before the Plague: High-schooler, part time job on farm
Family: develop
Weapon(s): anything she can
Other: Her twin sister, Lila Morani, contracted the disease and then killed herself because she didn’t want to live as a zombie and possibly hurt her family
Aberdeen slammed the door shut behind her. She was lucky enough to find a have lived on a far,, but it was running out. The area she hung out in was filled with forests and fields, so she’d be safe. For now.
Cash looks long at the city from the uppermost level of the parking garage, at the cars seemingly frozen in time on the roads between buildings, at the broken windows; you can't miss the carnage. It isn't everywhere, but it is widespread. You can't go half a mile without seeing another body, dead or no. If they're dead, RIP, but if they're alive, they're not ever in their right mind anymore.
He pulls out a water bottle from his backpack and twists the cap off. The water is warm, but he relishes that one sip. He's only got a few bottles left, but he hasn't seen a sign of any more so he has to ration it out.
He puts the bottle back in his pack and grips his bat, ever close to him. He realizes he's hardly set the thing down these last few months. What with the running, killing, and hiding, he hasn't had the chance.
Zoe was covered with dirt and grim as she got on the roof and narrowly escaped the horde of zombies. After hammering the exits shut, Nico already made their camp. They had stolen enough food to keep them satisfied for now.
She knew she was one of the luckier ones, so she tried to find a few people to help everyday. She grabbed the pistol and a bag, then headed out.
Cash's ears catch the faint sounds of some Infected. They aren't nearby, probably a few blocks away. He swallows painfully when he realizes that if they're this loud now, they've probably gotten into a feeding frenzy. He wonders if their meal is…was, an un-Infected or not. Too late now.
He grips his bat in readiness, but he heads in the opposite direction as the noise. He has no chance against a feeding hoard. He'd rather pick them off a few at a time.
As they sat eat their rations, Zoe tried to have hope for anyone who was out there, but it was impossible. " Nico, do you think there is anyone out there?" " I don't know.. We could be the last ones left." Zoe sighed as she tried to get some rest. Tears blurred her vision as she thought about her father, then there was darkness.
After she reached the town, she brought her motorcycle behind a bush and went looking for people. Once again thanking the gods that she’d manage to survive fairly well off, she started listening for footsteps.
Cash sticks to the sidewalk as if the world was still "normal." He tries to imagine the sound of car horns, of people jabbering into their phones, of dogs barking….instead his mind fails him and there is just silence, silence and the faint sound of his own feet against the pavement.
'Pay attention, Cash.' he mentally tells himself. 'You want to live, don't you?' He purses his lips, stepping over a carcass well on its way to becoming compost. 'Don't you?'
“Hey!” Aberdeen calls, seeing a boy walking on the sidewalk.
Name: Pollux Ravelli
Age: 19
Gender: Male
Appearance: Dark brown wavy hair just shy of shoulder length, Amber eyes, olive complexion, athletic build with broad shoulders, various piercings on both ears and one piercing on his lip, 5'11, wears a band T-shirt and cargo pants
Personality: A little cold at first, fiercely loyal,
Occupation before the Plague: College student, pre-medicine
Family: Parents and 2 little brothers, all of whom have been separated from him. He is unaware of the family's state
Weapon(s): Axe and handgun, but doesn't mind getting creative
Other: Has lost about half of the hearing in his left ear due to a sickness he had years before
Zoe woke up in the middle of the night for who knows why. She couldn't sleep from all the moaning and growls that filled the night air. She stood up on the roof trying to spot anyone, just Anyone.. Like she expected no on was around. She looked down on the city she once loved. Her dad, friends, family, all she had gone…. Silence reigned the city for a moment then the noise continued. The place she loved was now her death if she wasn't careful. She turned around and laid down on her sleeping bag. As she closed her eyes, she reminded herself, I do whatever it takes, for Nico and Me. She scolded herself. " You better sleep now, don't want the dead to catch you." Darkness came upon her again as she slept in a restless sleep.
(Slow zombies or fast zombies?)
In the morning, she woke Nico up and started packing up their things " Better get a move on sleepyhead." After they un-nailed the wood expecting to find the zombies still there, they disappeared like they were never there. Cautiously, Nico and Zoe carefully made their way down the building, making sure there were no surprises. Once they go out they started walking. " Where are we going Zoe?" "Looking for survivors." "But there isn't any here." " have some hope bro." As they continued down the side walk, Zoe spotted a Boy and a girl on opposite sides of the street. " HEY YOU!"
She spun on her heels, gun up. Seeing Zoe, she slowly lowered it. “Hey.”
Pollux ran down the street. There were human figures at the end. He thought they might be zombies, so he had his axe at the ready. He hadn't seen another real human in weeks.
More footsteps. Too many sounds. She turned again, gunnat the ready. She couldn’t tell if it was a zombie from where she was or not.
Pollux slowly drew closer. The people were moving normally, he thought. Maybe it was safe.
She didn’t lower the gun. “Hello?”
"Don't shoot," Pollux replied, surprisingly calm for someone facing down the barrel of a gun. "Are you all… real? I thought I might be the only survivor."
"Impossible, there's over 7 billion people on this planet," she said, lowering it slightly.
"In… in the area, at least," Pollux continued, "You would think that I would've crossed paths with someone in the past two weeks."
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