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This is a Zombie Survival RP...

OOC: http://roleplayerguild.com/f18/class...al-rp-ooc-4228
IC: Look in your URL box... Please tell me you can find it...

Survivors {January 15, 2013 3:00AM}
You are in a Motel 8... The windows and entrances/exits are borded up... You have enough supplies to last you for about a week... The bathrooms in the motel have been modified to allow bodily waste to be pumped to a septic tank under the motel... All rooms in the motel are empty except for basic furnishing, and towels... There are about two dozen rooms in the motel... The motel has two stories...

Net woke up laying on a couch in the lobby. He got up and, rather lethargically, slowly strolled over to the kitchen and grabbed an almost black banana, and began eating it.

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As I looked through the mirror, I saw not of me, but of what I had become - a shell of my former self, tainted by the hand of evil. It was then that I had decided; I had to fight this... thing, inside of me.

The blanket of darkness had touched me - caressed my innocent cheek. The warmth it offered felt gentle, kind.
I plunged into the darkness, wanting only the love it offered. I wanted to be loved; for someone to think I was important. This was what I had dreamed so long for.

Kasey woke up silently and yawned. She looked around and noticed that she had fallen asleep on the floor. "Bloody zombies" she muttered as she picked herself up "Making us stay in a place like this" She dusted herself off and walked around the room, trying to wake herself completely.

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Survivors {January 15, 2013 3:05AM}
In the middle of the room on several tables that have been slide together are a small assortment of weapons... There are a dozen and a half Handguns with three dozen Clips (not including the clips in the guns), a half a dozen Hunting Rifles with a few dozen Bullets (not including the bullets in the guns), and a couple Shotguns with a dozen Slugs (not including the slugs in the guns)... There are also several Baseball Bats, and a dozen Knives from Steak Knives, to Hunting Knives...

Net finished his banana and threw it away. He was nearly awake by then. He walked into a bathroom and rolled up his left jean leg a little, revealing a huge gash. "God damned zombies." he said to himself "I hope to God a cut from a zombie doesn't get me infected." But he already knew the answer and was afraid. He looked at his watch and thought 'Oh, dear God... only an hour before the symptoms should start... I hope I find some sort of cure before then...'
((This will be fun ^^))

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As I looked through the mirror, I saw not of me, but of what I had become - a shell of my former self, tainted by the hand of evil. It was then that I had decided; I had to fight this... thing, inside of me.

The blanket of darkness had touched me - caressed my innocent cheek. The warmth it offered felt gentle, kind.
I plunged into the darkness, wanting only the love it offered. I wanted to be loved; for someone to think I was important. This was what I had dreamed so long for.

Chuck's eyes flung open, his hand, felt around for his gun. He gripped it, stood up and put the gun in his boxers to hold for now.

He pulled on the half dirty pair of jeans, and switched the gun to his jean pocket.

He remembered where he was and what was going on immediately. He checked out the cracks in the windows, no movement yet.
He grabbed an apple out of his private stash, before grabbing a gun and heading off for a morning stog.

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I remain in a state of constant departure while always arriving.

Yasuo woke up sweaty and breathing heavily. 'Damned nightmares.' he thought. He got up and walked around to stretch his legs. He walked over to a table and observed the weapons on it. He quickly made a decision and grabbed a hunting knife. After making his selection he went looking around for something to eat.

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The Shadows OOC One Player Needed

She had slept at the bottom of the stairs last night, but Krissy awoke as soon as she heard movement, she quickly pulled a penknife from her pocket and held it before her. Then she noticed the others quietly waking themselves. She mumbled and slipped the penknife back into her pocket. "Never get any flippin' sleep anymore." Krissy sat up and looked around.

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Pentagram Chronicles [OOC] - What would you do, if trapped inside a school by demonic forces?
http://roleplayerguild.com/f15/penta...cles-ooc-9650/

Cairi awoke in the room she had chose to hold up in. She had locked the door because she didn't know let alone trust anyone else in the building. He groaned as she turned over, her .45 had been pressing against her side when she was sleeping. Her black dress just covered the holster on her leg. She was wearing high heels before she was forced to hide out in this hotel, and she regreted ever wearing them. "God damn heels!" She ripped them off her small feet and threw them across the room. "I won't be caught dead in those..." She stood up a little too fast and fell back down. Glad that nobody caught her clumsiness, she unlocked the door and took a step out into the hallway.

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Krissy stood up and grabbed hold of the staircase railing for support, still a little tired from lack of sleep. She refused to eat, the sight of blood-covered, flesh ripping Zombies walking around had been permenantly etched into her mind. She mumbled again, rather loudly this time though still speaking to herself. "...Damn Zombies..." She hadn't spoken a word to anyone in the building yet.

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Pentagram Chronicles [OOC] - What would you do, if trapped inside a school by demonic forces?
http://roleplayerguild.com/f15/penta...cles-ooc-9650/