Dawn of the dead thread...

[Desperado]

It was just another day in a small suburb north of Dallas, Texas. Everyone was doing their usual... but there was one man, looking as if he was getting off of a hang over from a party the night before...

He walked up to a woman, biting into her lightly tanned neck, a loud scream errupting from her mouth, but it was too late. The woman drops to the ground after losing a large cuantity of blood, somehow getting back on her feet.

'Bah... prolly just another movie...' a few people think, staring at the two, giving off nervous grins at eachother, seeminly continuing their everyday activities. The woman bites another man, the other man biting another person... The cycle goes on until people begin to notice, there aren't any cameras around.

Hysteria

Before the end of the day, there are hundreds of un-dead roaming the city, very few still alive because of the dead coming from the insides of Dallas, and the surrounding cities. Most of them have resorted to hiding, others, suicide.

A TV flickers on, the president speaking of "safe havens" and places people should gather to stay safe. A zombie walks infront of the screen, "I want you all to stay calm, we have the situation- HOLY SHIT!" Zombies erupt into the room, attacking everyone and anyone in the room untill it is no longer white, the room has now been painted in blood, the camera toppled over.



Ok, you guys should have the general idea... If you haven't seen the movie, you should prolly go out, rent it, watch it, invite your friends over, have a party, you know.

The zombies run just as fast as they would when they're alive, but now they wanna kill everyone. You get the picture.. I hope.

Rules:
1. Watch and read everyones post carefully
2. Do NOT control others characters, Though I will alow you to throw them out of the way if you're trying to kill something... (if you don't really understand that, PM me.)
3. I will take the liberty to kill off your character if you break these rules. Please don't tempt me. =]
4. PM me your character sheets before joining. I will Give them a look over before allowing you to join.
5. It's difficult to post long ones from time to time, but try and give (atleast) a slightly detailed post. I have problems with this sometimes so it's not a really big deal if you don't. Just don't overuse this liberty. Please.
6. Don't go crazy with the guns!!!!!! You can have a couple but not a hell of a lot.

Character:

Name:
Age:
Gender:
Appearence:
Personality:
Weapons:
Background:
Professions:

Don't start without me, I might have a chance to kick it all off tommarow, (spring break bitchezzzzzzzzzzzzzz!!!!!!!)

[Dargomethe]

(cool!)

Name: Karek O'laine
Age: 19
Gender: male
Appearence:
Personality: the 'lone wolf' persona, but he will take a bullet if someone doesn't deserve the shot
Weapons: two pistols, one knife, whatever is lying around at the time
Background: Karek was raised by the master of a dojo of martial arts, so he knows all sorts of tricks. However, he had the slight problem of having no where to go once his master died and left the dojo to the one student who wanted him dead the most. So he ran and became part of the American underworld at the young age of 16. He then became a body guard at 18, and now does solo jobs for the right price.
Professions: various mafia jobs

[MrToe]

(Ok i have to join this!)

Name: Raiko Orson
Age: 22
Gender: Male
Appearence: Raiko is White, and is 5ft 10 inches tall, with a medium muscular build. He has short dark hair, which is neatly trimmed.
Personality: Raiko isn't the most decent guy around, he likes to humiliate and pretty much take the piss out of others as much as possible, mainly to just pass the time, but also control his fear.
Weapons: One 19mm Pistol, and one Hand Grenade, which he found while hiding in a Dumpster.
Background: Raiko trained to be a Lifeguard at the age of 17, and has since worked at the local leisure centre. He would have liked to become a Fitness Guru, but ever since the Zombies started appearing, Raiko forgot about this desire. His entire family have disapeared or been killed by the Zombies.
Professions: Lifeguard

[Desperado]

Would preferably like to get one or two more.

Give it like... till monday, and if no one else joins, then we'll start this show up.

[Gelal The Damned]

Name:Albert
Age:38
Gender:Male
Appearence:5'9, dressed in Khaki's and a white button up shirt, a black tie running down the front of it. Clipped onto the pocket of his shirt is a Dallas, Texas Government Scientific Research badge. Skinny, appearing to have no worked out in over 12 years. Thick, cirular rimmed glasess perched over his nose, medium length brown hair curling over the top of his glassess.
Personality:Timmid, sometimes tempermental. Very smart.
Weapons:Standard issue P220 Sig Sauer handgun, tazer.
Background:Government scientist responsible for the fabled creation of the zombie cure.
Professions:Science, zombie research and genetics. Working on a cure for the infection.

[GungHo2003]

Name: Thomas
Age: 47
Gender: Male
Appearence: At 5'10", Thomas is a bit short for such a thick man. Despite his consistent work out schedule ever since he left the Marines at 40, he has aquired a little 'extra packing' around the midsection, to his embarrassment. He has brown hair slowly becoming speckled with grey.
Personality: Extremely quick to analyze tactical situations, not book-smart, but experienced in the real world. He is aggressive but also smart enough to know when to run or avoid a conflict.
Weapons: Thomas carries a concealed .40 S&W at all times (and he is completely licensed)
Background: Joined the USMC at 18, Thomas worked his way up the enlisted ranks, and then applied for and got into Annapolis. He became an extremely well respected officer, advancing to Major, before retiring to relax in his home. Though he has no family, he loves his sister's kids as if they were his own.
Professions: Marine Force Recon Officer, MARSOC Founder, currently un-employed.

[Manda-Panda]

Name: Madison or Maddy
Age: 7 (thats right, i'm playing a little girl. ^_^ Might make another character later.)
Gender: Female
Appearance: Big, bright blue eyes. Red little lips, against a pale complexion. Long, curly, chocolate brown hair. She had a slener and petite physique.
Personality: Well, for obvious reasons she is a bit timid. However, she can be playful and a bit mischevious.
Weapons: As a 7-year-old she cant really use a weapon, let alone hold a heavy gun. However, she does have a dog (Jazz) who is a German Shepard/Saint Bernard mix, who tries his best to protect his little master.
Background: Well, in kindergarten she got top marks for spelling and math. So...if anyone needs to spell or multiply the zombies away, she's the man or little kid, for the job.
Profession: 1st grade?

[Desperado]

Alright, this is good guys =]

Time for my character sheet...

Name: Drake Nix
Age: 23
Gender: Male
Appearence: Picture
Personality:Very smart and quick witted. Underneath his strong posture, he is kind hearted and will do anything for a friend. Death isn't something he takes lightly though he will give his life for a friend if need be. Even though he's in a life threatening cituation, he finds humor even in the small things.
Weapons:
Background: When he was only 14, his father gave him a job at his shop where he took parts off of stolen cars. When Drake was around 15 years old, his father was hauled off to jail after they found out about his little job. He found a job as a clerk in a outdoors store at the age of 17, learning just about everything you need to know about guns. The outbreak began when he was 18, when he was still employed at this store. He still has the keys to the store, and is currently making his way there.
Professions:He worked as a mechanic, gun remodler, and a gun shop clerk. He knows how to hotwire just about anything.


Alright, I'm starting it!

The house smells off rotting corpses, a dead zombie half hanging out of a slidding glass door, blood splattered all over the stone tile. Drake stood with a .45 Colt, breathing heavily with the gun held up like he was about to shoot something else, blood splattered across his face. "Not another..." He mummbled, "I have to get out of here...". With his food source now depleated, he wouldn't be able to survive there for much longer... let alone the small fact that now that a zombie was hanging out of his back door, they would all know someone or something with blood would be in the house... that only thing would be a small bird. He glanced at a shattered picture frame with both of his parents in it, both deceased for all he knew...

Drake walked into his room, grabbing his keys and a box of .45mm rounds and two clips. He ran outside after making sure the coast was clear. He jumped into his jeep rubicon, turning on the engine just as he heard a roar coming from the back of his house, without thinking, he immediately slammed on the gas, speeding to his old work.

(Pretty gay first post, but i'll get some more time to do better ones later)

[Manda-Panda]

The sky was gray. Every since the zombie broke out a few weeks before, the weather had seemed rather grim. It was as if the world knew exactly what was happening, and it was now reflecting the dreary future of the universe. Nothing...would ever be the same again.

The sound of large wheels stormed against the pavement, vibrating against the bottoms of small feet. Bright blue eyes turned to stare at the jeep, of which was flying straight at her. With her little white dress stained with blood, along with her porceilin skin, she probably looked like a little zombie. The only thing giving her human tendency away, was the way she clenched a large stuffed animal bunny rabbit in fear. Also, a large dog (standing to about above her hip) stood protectively beside her. If she were a zombie, the animal wouldnt even be close to her.

It had been Easter when the disease had broke through. A zombie had attack her mother and father right after she was fitted into her Easter day dress, and given her present (the stuffed rabbit). She had avoided being eaten, mostly because she was quiet and she walked slowly somewhat like the other zombies. Plus, she was covered in blood. The zombies were stupid, but not stupid enough to not recognize one of their kind. And they thought that she was one of them.

[Dargomethe]

Karek O'laine sat in the back of a S.W.A.T. car, they had finally caught him, only to have some sort of zombie thing happen, he knew he was safe for the moment, but escaping would be another matter entirely. He sighed as he looked at the handcuffs, "This may just be one of my worst days yet..." he muttered, trying to break the small chain.

Finally, after an hour of exertion, Karek wrested one link in the chain of the cuffs in half and attained freedom of movement, "Okay... weapon..." he whispered as he looked around, there was nothing, he didn't even have any guns at the moment, "Screw it all to hell!" he roared, and leapt through the air, kicking the back door so hard that it flew open and took out several zombies. Karek picked up a now broken street sign, "This'll do... time for me to have a lil bit o' fun..."