"In the year of our Lord two thousand and thirteen, the alchemy of wealth from air will bring a second Blight upon mankind." "As the Revelation shows, when death overcomes life, so shall man walk eternally in purgatory, and those who long for the bosom of God shall not find it, as death itself flees from them to smother the world in gray damnation."
"This fog of death will cloak the land, and those men who are not prepared will succumb to its foul clutches." "Harken not the beast with a thousand eyes, whose split tongue defiles and embrace your demise, and none shall escape its gaze."
"Therefore prepare, for a small few shall be spared, and they will be the enlightened ones, the prepared ones, the ones who seek to possess the fabled Panacea."
"For the others, hell and fire will be their soul's reward."
"Fathers will not know their sons; sons will damn their fathers."
"The CN Tower and Empire State Building shall fall when the Ravens flee."
"And when the Tower and Empire crumble, so too, will Canada and New York, and surely as night follows day."
"If you would survive, bury yourself in the earth's bosom, that she may protect you"
"For God shows no mercy to those who heed not His words, and the man who has grown fat upon the backs of his fellows with insatiable greed will himself starve for life and turn at last to devour his own children."
"Thus will the end come, and the world made unworthy in His eyes, so that He may begin anew. You will know when His Heralds sound seven bells, to reveal His glory."
"And a cleansing fire of black angels will purify the world."
"From these ashes shall arise a new utopia in North America, like unto Heaven on earth."

"Video Log: Day 17, Month #6... Its been that many days since this outbreak first started, and I don't know how many more survivors there are.

I've been keeping myself safe in the Bunker... Food supply is still good and so is the water.. Power's running fine, so that's something. I've got the place barricaded, nothing in, nothing out. I found a little pothole leading to the sewers which I use to get around when I need some supplies or fuel for the generator, but I need to seal it off every day in case "they" show up.. So far, its been weeks without an attack.. And I'm freaking out. This isn't normal, even for "them".. I've heard of other safe houses being compromised, but nothing's touched this one..

Anyways, down to what I've been wanting to tell... I've found a communications building just around the corner from here, so I'll upload all these logs in hopes that somebody is listening. If you're watching this: Send. Help. Now!! There are innocent civilians still trapped here, every day it gets worse. More and more of "them" keep piling out into the streets and its becoming difficult to avoid them all. I've managed to find a few survivors and bring them to the Bunker, but I don't know how many more are still alive.. From what I could tell, the outbreak has been isolated here, so that's something.. But please, for the love of God, people are dying here.. Send help, please.. "They"'re coming... And I don't know how much longer we can hold out.

End of Video Log."

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So, the basic over run of this idea is that a group of people are trapped in Southern Canada/Northern America during a Zombie Apocalypse. The outbreak of the virus has been isolated to that particular country, with the military doing its best to keep the zombies from escaping. The main way the virus can be transmitted to a living organism is through either a bite from the infected (via contaminated saliva entering the bloodstream), so don't get bitten.

Here's some basic rules for the RP ^^:

RULES:

1. No GMing. We don't want any Mary-Sues or Gary-Sues
2. Maximum of 3 Active Characters per person. Any more needs approval by a GM
3. Characters can and WILL die, but please ASK somebody before you attempt to kill their character rather then just say "Your guy is dead."
4. Keep it PG-13!! Romance and Lovey-Dovey stuff is fine, as well as the occasional innuendo, but take smut scenes to PM, please. Also, violence is allowed, but please don't rip out a guys entrails and hold them above his head while he slowly dies. We're not monsters (although we're surviving against some)
5. Some scenes will be time skipped if they drag on too long/get too boring, but most of the time we will RP things through.
6. Each member of the RP will eventually become a member of the small group of survivors trying to escape the outbreak and possibly find a cure.
7. Your character cannot have any GM abilities. So no immunity to the virus. Everybody can get it.
8. Post at least a paragraph each time (more is fantastic)
9. GM posts will be announced (these include plot movers, special events or even the death/introduction of a new character)
10. If you got this far, here's a cookie *hands cookie*. Also include your favourite quote from a Zombie Film/Show/Comic/Novel/Video Game in your "Other" Section so I know who's read through the rules.
11. Please make PvP combat fair. It really sucks when somebody just says "I shotgun you in the head". It isn't fair, but I'll allow it for certain occasions when its required. Until then, MAKE IT FAIR!!
12. Enjoy the RP to the best of your ability!!

~~ Character Sheet (Max. 3 Active Characters Per Person. More will need GM approval) ~~

Image of Character: (Drawn or Real, doesn't matter)
Name:
Nickname: (optional)
Gender:
Age: (Minimum is 14)
Preferred Weapon(s): (if any)
Personal Item(s): (if any)
Bio: (can include, but isn't limited to; Personality, Background, Attributes, ect. A paragraph or two should be good.)
Relationship Status: (if they're in a relationship, include the name of their spouse/partner)
Other: (include any additional information you want, such as their favourite method of killing zombies, or even saying if their family is still alive)

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Name: Marcus Tiberius Robertson

Nickname: Mark (prefers being called by his nickname)

Gender: Male

Age: 19

Preferred Weapon(s): A Cricket Bat (with a bit of red on it) and a Handgun

Personal Item(s): A Red Motorcycle (seen in his image), a Backpack which he carries all his survival stuff inside (although he's only got 3 Packs of Food, 2 Bottles of Water, a Round in Handgun Ammunition, and one Red Cross Health Kit). He also carries around a bloodstained image of his family, a cellphone (its been dead for weeks, but he has the charger) and a notebook which he uses to vent out his emotions and chronicle his survival so he doesn't go insane.

Bio: Mark was born and raised in Toronto. He had a small family consisting of his mother, Julia, father, Dan, brother, Thomas, and two sisters, the eldest being Sarah and the youngest being Emily. He went to high school like any other kid his age. He worried about typical teen things like "Who will I ask to prom?" and "Does this new haircut make me look like a Jonas Brother?". So, without a doubt, Mark was just a regular teenager with the same problems as every teenager. It would be difficult to describe a certain type of person he is, because at school, he wasn't really a Jock, but he wasn't a Nerd either. He wasn't popular, but people still knew who he was at the very least. Mark is also pretty athletic and used to play for the school's baseball team, but he also enjoyed a good game of Super Mario Brothers on his NES. If he were to be placed within a certain social group, he would be classified as an "Inbetweener".

One thing that always made Mark laugh was the thought of supernatural beings existing in the modern day world. He always liked to joke around and say that if they existed then there would be too many issues with them that people wouldn't be freaked out. Imagine being chased down a corridor at night by a vampire who sparkles. Its just not terrifying at all. The one creatures that did make him scared were actually Zombies. It was the fear of group mentality, the slow moving horde of near unstoppable hungry undead who craved nothing but to feast upon human flesh, inching its way ever closer to you. Sure, you could fight back, but you were only prolonging your inevitable doom. The fact that he was a teenager during the "Zombie Media Craze" only reinforced his love for the beings. He enjoyed supernatural shows and games, but he mostly loved the ones concerning Zombies.

However, he never expected that the things he found such a fond fear for would actually turn into his worst nightmares. On the day of January 6th 2014, Mark was sitting on the couch watching television with his younger sister. His parents and brother had gone off to see Sarah, who was away in England attending Oxford University. The siblings were just watching Adventure Time like normal, when all of a sudden a news bulletin aired. It warned everyone of a strange virus outbreak that was affecting the Greater Toronto Area and parts of Northern New York, spreading out across the areas surrounding Lake Ontario. The virus was said to be deadly and that all precautions to isolate it were in progress, but the newscaster advised listeners to stay indoors and barricade themselves. Just as he was about to explain why the civilians needed to barricade themselves within their homes, a horrifying creature that was covered in blood and gore attacked the newscaster viciously. The camera spun out of control so the viewers couldn't see what was happening, but judging by the way the blood was spewing across the desk and hearing the horrific screams of the reporter, it was obvious that the creature was killing him.

Mark thought of it as a prank and tried to calm Emily down, but after a trip to the store when he saw twelve of the gruesome beasts devour his elderly neighbour, Mrs. Winkles, he realized the horror of what was actually happening: a zombie apocalypse. Mark managed to grab as many supplies as he could from the Wal-Mart, including food and a cricket bat from the sports section, before he made his way back to the house and prepared himself for the worst. Within a week, the house was transformed into a basic fortress. The outbreak had also grown increasingly bad, having now spread across all Ontario and New York. Through a radio broadcast, Mark heard that evacuations were being held at International Airport's. Taking it as the last chance to escape, he took his motorcycle to Pearson International and managed to get Emily on the last flight out, heading to England, the designated Safe Zone. Unfortunately, the plane had to take off after the Zombies broke through into the airport, but Mark knew that help would come.

That, was 6 months ago... And now, there doesn't seem like any signs of rescue. Mark, however, has managed to gather a decent amount of supplies and currently resides in the subway. He created a small bunker for himself and reinforced it to the best of his ability. He managed to hack into around 4 Toronto police traffic cameras around his location so he can tell when he is in danger. He has managed to rescue a few other survivors and provide them with a place to live in his bunker, but it can't last forever. With the number of infected growing every day, there's no chance in hell that they'll eventually overpower the survivors and penetrate the safe house. For now though, he just waits.. And prays for this plague to end.

Relationship Status: Short Answer: Single.

Long Answer: He used to have a girlfriend, but like his parents, she was out of the country when the outbreak happened. Just like his folks, she assumed he was dead and moved on.

Other: All of his family were out of the country when the outbreak began, except for his younger sister, Emily . Marcus made sure that she managed to get on the first refugee flight to England when they were still evacuating people. He also rescued an uninfected Old English Sheepdog puppy who he named "Maxwell".

He is also a bit of a nerd and has gained a fair amount of knowledge about Zombies thanks to his multiple years of video games and film/television exposure.

"David, Kill the Queen!!"

"WHAT?!"

"The Jukebox."

Name: Charlotte Cannan
Nickname: Charlie
Gender: Female
Age: 19

Relationship Status: Single

Weapons:
AKS-74 Kobra
M9
Hunting/Combat Knife

Equipment:
Backpack
First Aid Kit
Canteen
Can Opener
Thigh Holster
Tan UK Assault Vest

Clothing:
White Underwear (undershirt and briefs)
Tan Hoodie
Black Cargo Pants
Brown Hiking Boots
Black Fingerless Gloves

Personal Items:
A locket containing a picture of her Mother
A faded photograph of a man with an affectionate note on the back

Bio: Charlie Cannan was born in Sydney, Australia to a single woman. Charlie's mother had met a Canadian tourist and had a whirlwind fling that ended when the man had to return to Canada. Nine months later Charlie was born. She grew up as a bit of tomboy, preferring to hang out with the boys, getting into fights and other childish trouble. Charlie's mother worked very hard to support the both of them, but was eventually laid low by sickness. Suddenly it was Charlie that was taking care of her mother. The women grew sicker and sicker and finally, on her death bed, she told Charlie about her Father. All she was given an old photograph of a handsome looking man with a first name and an inscription on the back. After her mother's funeral, Charlie departed for Toronto, Canada, where she had been told her Father was from.

While she sat in her economy seat at 30,000 feet the world below her went to hell. When her plane reached Toronto they found the airport closed and, without enough fuel to reach another open airport, the plane was forced to make an emergency landing. It was really more of a crash, and those who survived found themselves in the middle of an apocalypse. Charlie and the other survivors banded together for the first few months and set themselves up inside a church. It was secure and they were able to get out scavenge weapons and supplies. During these months, Charlie became quite efficient in the use of firearms, but she was never able to just let herself become a part of the group. The picture in her pack was always on her mind and eventually she knew it was time for her to move on. After collecting some basic supplies and weapons, Charlie left for Toronto, hoping to find the last family she has in the world.

BTW Sora, just incase you wanted to add it in, the Handgun in your CS is a 1911 Colt

Thanks Wing!! ^^

{Candidus on the right-Acerbus on the left}

{How to tell the twins apart: Candy always has her hair in a ponytail while Ace has hers in a braid}

Name:
Candidus Una

Nickname:
Candy

Gender:
Female

Age:
18

Preferred Weapon:
She fights with a long range weapon, preferring the safety of it-She's much more talented with things likes bows and throwing daggers, things that don't require much running or lower body strength
Bow
Dagger

Personal Item:
X
This locket was given to her by her mother before she passed away
Waterbottles, mostly empty
A metal notebook/binder
A small supply of makeup
A small backpack to keep it all in

Bio:
TW: Suicide
Her and her sister were rather wealthy growing up, their mother ran a stable business as did their father. With the two of them working all the time they hardly had any time for the two girls, growing up was hard for them; being raised by nanny's who would be fired every other week before they could actually get to like someone. When it was time for them to go to school they kept to themselves, blocking out the rest of the world and just staying alone because they were never raised to make friends or tie any bonds.
They never fought or argued, they only had each other for a very long time.
Around the age of 14 their parents grew sick of them sticking to themselves and sent them away to a boarding school, for the first few months they talked to no one and like usual they were left alone. Then they met another pair of twins who were much like them, a male and a female pairing; the two of them grew up much like the girls did but with the difference of- when they were sent to the boarding school they made friends right away.

The male and the females names were Lilith{girl} and Johnathan{boy}, they became fast friends with the twins and for two years they stuck together- for the first month or so the girls refused to talk to anyone but John and Lilly, then Lilly brought some of her friends over to meet them, and then John, and over and over, little by little, the twins started to open up and became more friendly, they started to laugh and smile and even started flirting with others. They were still very close to each other and never let anyone else get too close, but at least now they were making friends.

After two years of new friends the girls were now 16 and happy and as friendly as normal teenagers, that's when tragedy struck them. John had developed cancer, he had it when he was younger and fought it but it came back and this time it was stronger, soon enough it took his life, and soon after Lilly took her own. Without the stability of their two closest friends the twin girls started to fade away again, loosing contact with friends and once again they decided that alone was the best thing to be.

At 17 they both graduated with honors, they had promising futures; they planned on going to college and then helping with the family business or maybe even starting their own. They had no friends left who tried to stick with them and on that line they had no boyfriends either, they were alone together and that's how they wanted to be. For a year they lived back at their families manor and helped out with the business while taking a year off from school, when the zombies first started showing up they only cared for each other when it came to getting out. Their parents died and they set the manor on fire to kill all the zombies inside, they knew they should have felt bad but honestly they just felt 'fine'.

Personalty:
Candy is much more spunky and happy than her sister, she sees the bright side of everything and is very childish in that way. When they became alone again Candy still retained the happy, friendly, spunky air about her. She's much more open and giggly than her sister and easily makes friends, she's very patient and motherly and has always been the more mature of the two despite her childish air about her. Even while fighting zombies she still laughs and tries to make a game of it, mostly because she knows that if her spirits die she might as well have killed her sister herself.
She's very sweet and is always trying to get her sister to make friends and be happier, although it never works. Candy often doesn't sleep well because of how much she worries about her sister but she gets enough sleep to be healthy which is what matters she guesses. She's much more insightful and calculating than her sister, she's more the brains than anything else.
She's also the more girly one, she likes to do her hair whenever she can and is she finds makeup she'll sure as hell use it. She wears bracelets and the works, often getting giggly and girly about everything.
Candy is much more emotionally stable than her sister and is good at controlling her emotions whereas her sister is easily jealous and can get angry easily.

Relationship Status:
Single.

Other:
Outfit
Voice
She's straight but open to trying new things, although she's too busy trying to take care of her sister to have any other relationships

~.~.~
Name:
Acerbus Una

Nickname:
Ace

Gender:
Female

Age:
18

Preferred Weapon:
Ace likes close up weapons, something with more strength and power,
Daggers
Swords

Personal Item:
X
Locket given to her by her mother
A drawing that Lilly gave to her before she died
Some matches and some extra socks and clothes

Personalty:
Ace tries to remain stoic and fearless and succeeds most of the times, she isn't easily effected by any emotions. She's cold and cut off from other people and gets extremely jealous when others come into her sisters life, it's very hard for her to warm up to people but when she does she can get insanely jealous and will often lash out because of that, she's more immature than her sister but a lot smarter, she's better at making plans and fighting but that's all logic, things she fails to see are other peoples emotions. It's hard for her to tell when to stop teasing or when to stop doing anything because she doesn't know how to read anyone's emotions but her sisters who is never upset with or around her so the only emotions she has ever been able to figure out is happiness.
It's hard for people to get into the walls shes built up around herself, she doesn't let anyone know her weaknesses not even her sister, she wont go crying to anyone and she bottles up all of her emotions. She never speaks to anyone when she's upset and never asks for help because she fears that the second she starts to talk about her emotions they'll turn it around on her and make her feel bad for speaking.
Although she acts like she's better than everyone else she has an extremely inferiority complex and often wonders why anyone tries to befriend her, she knows that how she acts is annoying but not until after it's too late. She'll get extremely upset with herself when she realizes what she's done. If she talks too much, if she says something stupid, if she acts out of place, even her laugh makes her feel bad. She shows no emotions but anger and jealousy, and that's most of the reasons why she's withdrawn because who would ever want to put up with someone like that?

Relationship Status:
Single

Other:
Outfit
Voice
She's pansexual but she goes more for girls and has a weakness for girls who are stronger than her

"There are some things you don’t come back from. You either live with them, or you don’t."

Interested expect a character sheet from me later today

Name: Alexander Mavros
Nickname: Alex, Deadlock
Gender: Male
Age: 21
Relationship Status: Single
Weapons:
Dual Revolvers

Dual black knives.

Black Blunderbuss


Items
Lighter.
Sugar cubes
Journal.
Pen knife (It writes and kills....)
Extra pens in which he just steals ink from.
Black Pipe
Water canteen
Pot. (Not for his pipe, an actual metal pot)

Clothing:
Gray undershirt
Black stained Trench coat (Collar up for whatever reason)
Black fedora.
Ripped black jeans.
Leather gloves
Black sneakers outlined in purple
Bio: Alex grew up in Maine, outskirts of his small town. Very quiet. He didnt have a good start. Before he could interpret anything and understand he was as happy as an ignorant child can be. Soon as he began to grasp the concept of the things around him that state of happiness disappeared. A perspective also owned by his father was pushed onto him that made him see the world in a way that isnt exactly healthy. he had a two siblings. A brother and sister. The brother left the house as soon as possible. Alex entered the world when it was just him and his younger sister. Growing up he was a lonely child. His Bipolar syndrome and Aspergers not helping. Often times he would wander the forest with his imaginary friends that would leave him when he needed comforting the most. Alex gained some trust issues from this. In a way he created many of his own problems. he got through elementary school without the luxury of friends. Rest of it is something he hasnt revealed to anyone... When the apocalypse happened he gathered a few weapons and items he wanted. He has no base preferring to travel randomly.

Personality: Lonely, Pessimistic, Morbid, Sadistic, Intelligent, Depressing. Occasionally happy.... Sometimes. Very Stubborn

Image of Character
Name: James Feryana
Gender: Male
Age: 14
Preferred Weapon(s): A Walther P38 (German handgun)
Personal Item(s): A picture of his family, and the handgun.
Bio: James Feryana was born to a mother who was a nurse, and a father who was in the military. James was taught at a nice school, enjoying his lessons and never getting into trouble. His life was quite simple, but lonely. James never had any friends. He didn't partake in conversations because of utter shyness. He would always sit alone, eat alone, work alone. When at home, James would stay inside of a general area around his house, and be outside a lot. James isn't religious, but he would regularly pray to a goddess he made up. He made up a goddess named Zariana, the goddess of nature.

Unfortunately, when James was fourteen, the news started to talk about a disease spreading. People got rushed to hospitals, and James' mother hardly ever came home from her work at the hospital. One day, however, his mother left and she never came back, and his father left James at the house and went looking for her. James waited for hours at the house, scared. Finally, after what seemed to be an eternity, his father came home. A more descriptive thing to say was that he ran home, a group of men chasing him, limbs flailing. James' father closed the door, which begin to get scratched at moments later, took the clock off of the wall in the living room of the house and opened a safe that was hidden behind the clock. He took out a pistol, a German pistol that James' grandfather had given to his father. The door of the house fell down, broken off of it's hinges, and a lot of what seemed to be corpses ran at James' dad. They knocked the man to the ground, and James was left to watch, frozen in fear. As his father was bitten, the man shoved the pistol and it's ammo across the ground toward James, and said only one word before he passed out. "Run." James grabbed the pistol and ammo, then ran out of the door and into the streets, terrified.
Relationship Status: Single
Other: It is really easy to hurt James' feelings, to make him upset, and to make him cry. If he is upset, he may even run away from you. He also prays to the made up goddess of nature, Zariana.

"I was going to shoot my way out. Mix things up a little."

Alright then, cool. I'll start the IC sometime later today.

So I'm in?

I'm in? Cool, thanks!

Image of Character: http://us.123rf.com/400wm/400/400/dundanim/dundanim0810/dundanim081000108/3759580-dangerous-looking-guy-with-beard-and-sunglasses.jpg

Name: Joseph Tolleir

Nickname: The Bad Bandito

Gender: Male

Age: 29

Preferred Weapon(s): He has an HKG36, a Makarov pistol, concealed and a machete with a leather sheath.

Personal Item(s):
-His weapons
-Keyring with about 5 different bump keys.
-Bowie Knife w/ leather sheath
-Military grade backpack
-Two canteens with water
-Three Cans of Heinz Baked Beans
-Four grams of cocaine
-$400, all in twenty dollar bills
-Gauze roll

Bio: Sitting all day in a cubicle for some no-name company, Joseph's life wasn't the most interesting. Having grown up with 2 younger siblings, his dad a garbage man and his mom working as a nurse, it's no wonder he got stuck in such a dead end job. With no real friends, his only form of escapism was the internet and his imagination. During his free time, he spent every minute he could on the internet, looking up facts and techniques that he would never use in the future. All this simply as a form of escapism. Soon, his life took a turn for the worst, with his mother now diagnosed with cancer, his siblings tried to force him back home, but he didn't want to. Why should he waste his time when he could instead look up things on the internet, furthering his knowledge, cutting off his emotions to make room for more facts, more data.

He changed. He turned into a calculation, heartless individual. Opportunistic to the core, he didn't care about the repercussions of his actions. What better time to have this revelation than on the verge of the zombie apocalypse. As soon as he heard the news, he was overjoyed, he immediately quit his job, now determined to get the edge over anyone else, now spending all his time preparing, calculating, how many people he could now fuck over when the police turned a blind eye. He started spying on his neighbors, then turned to stealing their stuff while they were gone. It didn't matter, these people probably weren't prepared well enough. Survival of the fittest is all that matters now. Natural selection, bitches.

Relationship Status: Single

Other: "They're coming to get you, Barbra"

^Dat character

Yep, everybody's accepted thus far!

Nice! Anyone here ever play DayZ? Either Standalone or Mod?

Zaresto said
Nice! Anyone here ever play DayZ? Either Standalone or Mod?

Yeah I play the Standalone when I've got a few free hours. It's ok and I've had a few memorable experiences.

When we starting? Not wanting to rush anyone or anything just wondering?

Yeah we're starting. I'll have an opener up later today, possibly tomorrow if things get in the way.

Alright cool. :3