THE INFECTION

[vodka]

Prologue/100 years prior: Cell, a company of scientist with it's own security force, has developed a cure for diseases, mental, and physical disabilities. This huge success allowed Cell to spread it's business across the globe, making it a popular monopoly. However, the cure was not what it was promised to be. Those injected with the anti-bodies of the cure fell into coma's, slowly dying in hospital beds and causing a global pandemic. Those who were infected with this new disease from this cure were sent to the hospitals immediately for a way to stop the spread of this newly man-made virus. Cell, however, began to secretly take in infected civilians and use them as experiments, coming to the conclusion that those who became infected lost all trail of thought and were centered around one brain...a Hive-mind. Military forces soon found out about Cell's inhuman ways of experimentation and forced Cell to surrender it's civilians and CEO....these demands were half-way made when the President escaped with Cell security soldiers to an isolated base. Back in the city's however, the dead began to rise, eating and kidnapping those who were not to spread the virus and absorb nutrition/food. This virus is now known as The Infection......100 years have passed from these events and the only thing that stands between mankind's survival is the Infected and Cell. Cell is becoming more aggressive and the Infected are now mutating....survive or die trying

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the zombie master was riding atop the flesh pounds back as he did not because the walking tired him,not that he could tire from walking,but because it gave him a batter view of the area.a few hours ago he and the other infected caught the sent of the living and he directed the small group of fifteen infected,now twenty,to the smell of living flesh ripe for the eating

[Nicias Askani]

Ronan moved as silently as possible through what looked to be a lost camp. he learned from his family that its better to stay behind the movement of zombies than ahead. picking off stragglers was much easier than fighting off hordes and waves and sometimes you even find something useful. unfortunately there was little useful at this camp aside from some rope. he scanned the area thoroughly before looking through the scope of his rifle and scanning again. nothing. seems like this camp packed up all the good stuff before the zombies got to them. he moved away from the sight after grabbing the rope, ever vigilant he continued on his way

[Domo365]

The stranger stopped and so did Damiano, about 30 meters from him the man was looking throught a rifle scope at what looked like a camp, good. Wait for the stranger to raid the camp then hold him at bow point relieve him of food and weapons that either he could eat, use or sell.
For now thought he seems to be playing it safe, so will I.

[Cartwright]

Ricard climbed out of his car after inspecting it's fuel gauge. He knew it was just enough for him to run on fumes and there was a greater need to find gas if he wanted to keep mobile. Sighing disappointingly, the survivor reached into the car detaching the shotgun and surveying his surroundings just to memorize where his car would be. He turned off the engine lucky enough that no infected were on the road he was on but that did not give a relief to him seeing one could hide in the lineup of cars alongside the highway. He began to slowly walk down the pavement stopping at each car that presented promising hopes of equipment and food.

[Nightwing1]

Richard walked out of the shadows, carrying a fully loaded gun.He looked around warily, then proceeded to a nearby store for food.

[Nicias Askani]

Ronan made his way toward the wooded area. He Preferred the woods for two very tactical purposes. He knew how to stay as quiet as possible despite all the leaves and sticks. careful foot work is all it took but it also took practice. conversely it made hearing others much easier. especially the shuffling of a zombie because sometimes they didnt moan and growl. secondly the natural cover gave someone like him a simple yet effective advantage. Looking back on all the things his Father taught him its the basics that kept him alive. Naturally, in a world of Zombies, people get crazy and dangerous so he made a habit of looking over his shoulder

[Eskii]

Alex woke up in the middle of no-where. In a forest. 'Great' he thought. "In a forest, with zombies, and only 2 small handguns, just what I need to get my day started". He slowly got up, and looked around. 'I don't see anybody...' he said in his head.
Slowly he started walking, hoping that he'd find another survivor.

[vodka]

(Knight wing,you need to make a character sheet in the ooc section before you can post here)
The group of infected had found a road that was going the way they were,so he told them to to walk along side it as to not get caught in the cars that were stuck on the road.
just from the smell he could tell someone living was also walking on the road just ahead of them,so he hoped down off the back of the fleshpound so he wouldn't see them over the cars

[Savi]

Serenity climbed a tree, hoping some one would find her in these woods. She sat on a branch, high enough so a zombie wouldn't get her but low enough to be seen by a survivor. "I hope some one finds me soon. I don't want to die here."

[Domo365]

Moving quickly and quietly Damiano followed the stranger towards the wood careful to stay out of sight, however as he ran across the final 4 meters he slipped and fell into the open, in plane sight of the stranger, Damiano hoped he didn't turn round.