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Red Dead Redemption: Undead Nightmare

There you go. Accepted. :)

Red Dead Redemption: Undead Nightmare

Sorry but you missed the appearance part of the sheet and your bio needs more work. Not accepted.

Also, I'm not at home tonight so I can only use my mobile, so I won't be able to get a post up however I will first thing Friday.

Red Dead Redemption: Undead Nightmare

The year is 1911, and something has gone horribly wrong. The world has been hit by a plague of apocalyptic proportions. The dead have risen and wander the land in search of human flesh. Frequent storms batter the Earth and all plant life has seemingly died off. Cattle meat became rotten and those who dared to eat it joined the undead ranks. Initial survivors told stories of mythical creatures who stalk the wilderness, but not many had the courage to go and verify the tales. Those who did never returned. Small pockets of civilization sprung up all over the land after the major towns were decimated by the ravenous zombies, but they don't have nearly enough supplies to cope with the massive amounts of people begging for help.

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Simon rode his horse along the dirt path, keeping a vigilante eye out for any of the flesh-eating freaks that might be nearby. As he passed a corpse that had a gunshot wound to the head, he cast a thought back to when the whole thing had actually started. He'd been hiding off the track with the rest of his gang after committing a caravan robbery. As the night drew closer, one of the gang began to complain of a severe headache and went to lie down. Several hours later, he awoke. But not as himself. He began biting and scratching at the other bandits, turning them into the undead. Simon had to put down a couple before fleeing the camp on his horse and riding as hard as he could, putting as much distance between them and him.

It was when he rode through Armadillo, that he realised the epidemic wasn't restricted to just his group. Everybody was turning into one of the things. Friends were eating each other, with no recollection of their previous life. The law enforcement officers were swiftly overrun and devoured, leaving nobody to defend the hapless civilians that ran in every direction, screaming in terror. Simon was nearly killed in Armadillo, when a survivor who had gone crazy, probably from watching everyone he loved and cared about die at the hands of the undead, starting opening fire on everyone and everything he saw, not discriminating between alive and dead.

Simon was on his way to Thieves' Landing, his home before he ran away when he was young, expecting it to be somewhat safe, although he didn't know what he based his idea off of. He'd heard stories of supposed safe zones, but didn't believe them since everything was just so messed up. He just brushed them off as stories told by people who had seen too much and gone a bit loopy. Simon cast his glance into a field on his left, spotting a single undead male, shuffling around aimlessly. Wandering. Waiting for his next meal. Not knowing when it'd be. To be honest, Simon didn't know when his next meal would be either.

Red Dead Redemption: Undead Nightmare

You can start off on your own or in a group. I don't mind.

Red Dead Redemption: Undead Nightmare

Accepted. :)

I was thinking that we wait until we get five people until I open the IC unless you guys want me to start the IC posts ASAP?

The Walking Dead : Among the Ruined - Season 2

Nelson - The Outpost - Alex

"You're in the Outpost mate. A society of survivors. We found you in a crashed car, swarmed with crawlers. It's a miracle you survived the crash, and that's also the only reason that the small herd of crawlers couldn't get to you. We had to tear you out of there. Is your nose alright?" The man in the corner answered. He spoke with a noticeable British accent that sort of put Nelson at ease.

A society of survivors... Well, it could be worse. He could be in one of the walker's stomachs if they hadn't of saved him. Nelson cracked a smile at his near-death experience. It wasn't the first time he'd cheated death. At age ten, he fell through a greenhouse roof from his garage and broke three of his limbs and had a major concussion for about four weeks. Somebody upstairs was smiling down on Nelson, it was almost like they had a plan for him and didn't want him to die just yet. Nelson started daydreaming until the British man spoke again, which brought him back into reality.

"Oh, by the way, the name's Alex. Alex Clark." He said.

Nelson squinted before extending his right hand to Alex. "Nelson Jenkins."

The Walking Dead: Los Angeles

"I'm sorry, we haven't been formally introduced. What's your name?" The First Lieutenant said to Dustin.

"Corporal Phelps, sir," Dustin answered. "I was stationed at the flightline with my squad until the biters attacked. They all either deserted or became walker food. Even my commanding officer was killed. It's just me."

Dustin grimaced as he thought back to the moment the infected attacked the survivors waiting to board one of the Super Stallions and gain their freedom. If he had just moved out the way, he could have saved quite a few of them. But he had to be some kind of hard-ass and follow his order to the bone, which resulted in the deaths of more than a hundred innocent civilians and added to the walker ranks. Dustin took pride in the fact that he had managed to kill one of the attacking biters, but he would have preferred to have either saved one of his squadmates or one of the waiting survivors. But it was just absolute chaos with people being eaten alive in all directions. The entire scene was a complete bloodbath.

The Walking Dead - Survival: New Orleans

Leon sighed in relief as Shawn dispatched the walker that had thrown itself onto him, looking for a meal. "Damn shit - you okay? Bit?" Shawn said as Leon got up and brushed brain matter off his shirt. "I don't think so." Leon nervously checked himself for any bites or scratches, but could not find any. He was covered in blood though, but he didn't have any open wounds for it to seep into. He retrieved his gun from the threshold of the bathroom and tucked it back into his holster before following Shawn out of the bedroom and into the next room, expecting the same result as he had just witnessed.

"One in here! I got 'em." Shawn shouted to Leon as the former police officer watched his partner kill the walker with his hatchet. Leon walked into the room. It was much cleaner than the previous one, take the walker blood that now painted the door. He lay on the bed and let Shawn search the room. Leon was tired from fighting off the walker. He grabbed the remote and turned on the TV, but was just met with static on every station he flicked onto. He turned the TV off and dropped the remote by his side before getting up to look out the window. There were about seven walkers just wandering aimlessly on the street. Leon shut the curtains immediately and turned to Shawn.

"You think we're gonna get out of this alive?"

Red Dead Redemption: Undead Nightmare

Accepted. :)

Red Dead Redemption: Undead Nightmare

Accepted. :)