The year is 2014. It's been five months since the beginning of The Outbreak. No one knows how, or even why it began, only that it happened too damn quickly. Cities were overrun before many could even begin evacuation, most military bases didn't stand a chance against the hordes of the undead and were wiped out completely. There is little societal structure left in the world, let alone here in America. There's been word of a few colonies spotted across the country, but hearsay isn't the most reliable source of information. The fact that trust becoming somewhat of a rare commodity between those of us among the living certaintly doesn't help things either. Food and ammunition are growing scarcer as time drags on. Wouldn't be a problem, except most usually don't find themselves in one place long enough to really make use of farming, or manufacturing, and are left to scavenge the darkened cities for supplies. Obviously, there are many dangers that come with scavenging, and zombies are most certainly not the only concern. Your fellow man, in some cases, may prove to be your worst enemy. An uninfected human can be more dangerous than any zombie because they can calculate, navigate, deceive, and worst of all, operate a gun better than any member of the undead. Although that really doesn't say a whole lot considering the undead can't do much of any of that. Regardless, man makes a dangerous foe, one you most certainly don't want or need. Finding a city, or even a small town for that matter, with functioning power plants has become even less likely than winning the lottery before being promptly struck by lightning. Twice. Alright, that's a bit of an overstatement, but the point is it's very unlikely. This is just a general idea of what you're likely to face once you begin your journey. If you think you have what it takes to survive out there, then welcome aboard. -Rules- 1. No god modding 2. Stick with the story 3. Wait to accepted 4. No killing off others character without permission Skeleton: Name Age Appearance Personality Weapon: (no guns or any other kind of weapons) Back story Extra ------------------------------------- Lorne 18 -lonesome -not talkative -serious Uses a bat as a weapon Was a normal high school before the outbreak happened. Lived with his own parents and sister. One day while walking strange events started to happen as people started acting weird. When he got home he saw how his parent were eating his sister alive as she try to run away from them. He went running away and never looked back.
May Tulas Age 17 Personality Has a problem with daydreaming during the most awkward times. She's curious by nature and friendly with certain people. Likes to keep the mood light hearted. Background She was on her way to her next class. When she stumbled across her fellow school mates laying dead on the floor. Horrified and scared, she made a run for it. Her only escape the hallway window. Having been trapt by zombies on both sides. Lucky to even be alive after that 5 story drop. Thanks to the pool that she fell in.
Edward Dowsett 23 Arrogant Dry sense of humour Blunt Not much of a conversationalist He was a small town police officer from Georgia Whilst he was returning home late one night he saw a small group of people gathered around a person. When he walked over to them he realised they were different and fled the scene. He returned home to find his pregnant wife, Ava laying motionless on the floor with a bite to her neck. He packed up his gear and went headed to Atlanta,but it was already overun.
Geoff a british tourist age 19 on a trip to the U.S with three freinds but got split up with them during the outbreak personality: kind but easily angered Makes friends/foes easily and is very protective appearance: brown crew cut hair dark green eyes 5' 9" well built and has a small scar on his left cheek
Name: Aria-Raine Amaria Age: 18 Appearance: Will post under Personality: Bright. Hilarious. Candy/sweet stuff addict. Gamer pro. Tomboy. Crazy. Hyper. Social Weapon: A holster full of a variety of darts (Poisonous, tranquilizer, etc) hence being an advanced dart player. A crowbar with a pointed tip. Backstory: From quite a wealthy family, escaped easily in a van filled with unperishable food, water, and other supplies. Her rich parents had her homeschooled, hence the supplied van and escaping easily. Was in the middle of math when the emergency alarm installed in the house blared. Parents whereabouts unknown. Extra: Wears biker gloves.
Extra: Is quite strong and has some martial arts skills. An intelligent, calculating mind with a knack for losing things. Sharp eyes.
OMG Blade, you always wait until the damn last minute to say your rules, fine then take out the crowbar.
Jack Ricky 23 Getting a picture Inappropriate, loves a good joke, irresponsible, childish His old hockey stick Jack was a troublesome child, always getting into trouble. One day he found his passion, hockey. He always loved it and carries/uses his favorite stick as good luck.