[OOC] Z-Land

[Keepers]

Z - L A N D

Background

The year is 2010, and it has been roughly six months since a large scale pandemic forced the modern world to a screeching halt. Although the world's governments had managed to contain the first few cases, the virus would eventually spread like wildfire, unable to be quarantined as a result of the cannibalistic urges the sickness passed on upon infection.

There was no time for researching a cure. No time for an organized military effort. Civilization could not stand against the brunt of the pandemic, and it simply fell apart in the chaos.

You are a survivor of this event in the city of Virginia Beach, Virginia. Perhaps you got lucky, or maybe you were smart enough to survive against the impending odds. Whatever the case may be, you've managed to join up with a small group of fellow survivors who might potentially be the last living people within the city. Yet with rations running low and the dead only growing in number, however, your group's fate remains uncertain. Will they be able to survive the end of the world, or will they falter against death itself?

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OOC Info

Hey everyone! I was going to make this a 1-on-1 roleplay, but I had a bit of interest for a small group roleplay. The roleplay is your standard zombie apocalypse setting; there's nothing particularly unique about it. But if that's something you want to write, the sheet is down below for anyone who happens to be interested.

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[Keepers]

@Steel Legion@Theyra The thread is up!

[Theyra]

Okay, will get something up either tomorrow or the weekend.

[Pluck]

I'm going to try to work on something for this.

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Dixie Baddingfield

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NAME: Dixie Baddingfield

AGE: 25

WEAPON(s): Baseball Bat

BACKGROUND: Before the world went to hell, one could say Dixie’s life wasn’t exactly perfect. By the time she entered high school her home life had reached terminal velocity. Her father, a raging alcoholic, and her mother a condescending neurotic didn’t seem to like spending much time with each other anymore. Not a surprise that in the middle of her freshman year her parents headed for divorce. Frankly, Dixie is thankful that it happened when she was in high school and not when she was in her formative years in elementary school where it would’ve done more significant damage. She didn’t blame her parents for not being able to stand each other anymore. That was life. She was a pretty pragmatic teenager, or so she was told.

It did start a streak of apathy and cynical nihilism, though.

Whispers of it being ‘just a phase’ were consistent, though it never did go away over time. Even in college Dixie’s no nonsense, nonchalant bluntness was present with her devil-may-care attitude. She was somehow less popular than she was in high school. C’est la vie. It was around that time that her mother moved halfway across the United States, specifically Denver. She hasn’t seen her since. Ironically, her father wouldn’t be able to lament about his ex-wife much longer on account of the liver failure that took his life three days after Dixie graduated from Virginia Tech. She arrived back home just in time to bury him. Probably for the best that he didn’t get to witness the zombie apocalypse that came to be years later.

For as long as the apocalypse has been, Dixie has survived. Mostly on her own. That is subject to change.

[Keepers]

Okay, will get something up either tomorrow or the weekend.

@Theyra

Great! The sheet itself isn't complex, if anything it can be super brief. I'm rusty myself when it comes to writing, and I didn't have much fleshed out given this was originally meant to be a quick one-on-one.

@Pluck Toss the sheet in the CS tab.

I think I'm going to cap the player size at 5 (myself included) to allow for a few players, but also to keep closer to my original intended 1x1 size.

[Pluck]

Seems like we are only going to have four, so five seems a good cap if other people step in.

[Steel Legion]

"Flea" Knight

NAME: Falicia "Flea" Knight

AGE: 26

WEAPON(s): Karate, Bike Helmet,

BACKGROUND: Professional bike racer in the woman's MotoGP second league, "Flea" had only been in the country 3 days before the infection started. At the time she was retiring in room 101 in a local hotel-skyscraper preparing to entertain the fans, and making cell phone calls with her coach. When the news scrolling through on the flat screen hotel tv started playing troubling reports of riots and some kind of strange disease Flea was in perfect position to watch the carnage unfold through her room's glass windows.

Smoke began to rise up from the north of the city as well as cars crashing and people screaming... then the screams started to happen INSIDE the hotel. Being totally weirded out she emptied the hotels mini-fridge into her backpack, Now her backpack contained mini-alcholol and candy bars, she realized she needed her medals, two gold and a silver, she couldn't leave them! She snatched and put them around her neck. Knowing she couldnt ride her bike without her leathers, she donned them too, though they were tight she was an athlete and had to be fit.



When she ventured out into the hotel hall a group of other people were there discussing worriedly what to do. Flea went straight for the elevator and down to the basement where her bike was. When she got there the full scene hit her, there was a smell of burning rubber in the air and dozens of police sirens in the distance. She went to her bike which was locked up under a tarp on a trailer, she was loosening the straps which held it down, when she heard a wet grown coming from somewhere to the right. She had no time to think she lept up and swung a huge arcing side-kick at the person near her, knocking them down. What she saw was a person completely shriven by infection groping towards her on the ground growling like a beast. With enough kicks to the head, it went down.

[Keepers]

@Steel Legion I've got 3 concerns in mind.

1) Could you put it in a spoiler/hider for us? Just to keep things uniform and easier to browse later on if needed.

2) What's her first name?

3) Karate seems like a weird choice to fend off zombies with. It'd be really easy to get munched on, I'd figure.

[Steel Legion]

@Keepers

1.) Done
2.) Falicia
3.) Biting through her leathers is just as difficult with zombi teeth as with human teeth.

Hope you like my character :)

Its up to you how we end up meeting, but my bike possibly needs fuel or new parts.

[Pluck]

That's not how leather works... especially with zombie mechanics.

[Steel Legion]

@Pluck I think that if leathers can survive being dragged along tarmac at 80mph then it can probably survive a few noms from an infected, the problem is if there are a hoard of them. Then it isnt much use.

[Keepers]

@Pluck I think that if leathers can survive being dragged along tarmac at 80mph then it can probably survive a few noms from an infected, the problem is if there are a hoard of them. Then it isnt much use.

@Steel Legion

I think the bigger issue is that this would imply she would be wearing her racing leathers 24/7, perhaps even the helmet you listed in her sheet as a "weapon" as well. But otherwise I suppose it makes sense.

[Steel Legion]

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I think the bigger issue is that this would imply she would be wearing her racing leathers 24/7, perhaps even the helmet you listed in her sheet as a "weapon" as well. But otherwise I suppose it makes sense.

@Keepers

Well i suppose she'll take them off to shower. But otherwise shes keeping her leather armor on.

[Pluck]

Okay, will get something up either tomorrow or the weekend.

@Theyra

What are you planning on making?

[Theyra]

Issac

NAME: Issac bin Kamaal

AGE: 23

WEAPON(s): Crowbar, Steak knife

BACKGROUND: The son of Malaysian immigrants, Issac was always the child his parents did not expect. While they wanted their son to be well of and have a good job like a lawyer or doctor. Issac had other plans, for his interests did not in knowing laws or fixing people. But something he is good at cooking. A talent he discovered in his teens and developed a passion for. His parents were mixed about at first but slowly came around. However, it took some convincing on his part for years before they saw his talent.

Things were looking good for Issac, and he managed to get into Drexel University in Pennsylvania. Doing well and earning some on-site experience and by the time he graduated. He was able to get a cooking job at a major restaurant. But before he would start there, Issac went on a much-needed vacation while visiting a friend in Virginia Beach and was relaxing when zombies appeared and caused the end of the world.

Up up to a month ago, Issac survived with his friend until said friend got bitten while they were trapped by a horde. Knowing he would turn into a zombie, Issac's friend elected to stay behind and cause a distraction that while it would get him killed. He was already dead, and it would mean that Issac could escape. So after a final goodbye, the two partnered ways, and he tried not to hear his friend's final screams of pain as the zombies got to him.

Now, on his own. Issac just tries to survive and is hoping to find a safe place to live in and maybe find someone that is not dead or hostile.

[Theyra]

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What are you planning on making?

@Pluck

Just a cook with a crowbar and knife.

[Pluck]

We are going to run into the most sexist, racist southern people in Virginia when trying to survive the zombie apocalypse. Should be fun.

[Steel Legion]

@Pluck You sure seem to enjoy hating things yourself... am i going to have to stop you blowing them away?

[Pluck]

???

[Steel Legion]

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@Pluck

It did start a streak of apathy and cynical nihilism, though.

@Pluck

Dont shoot the messenger for... copy and pasting.