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DEAD ISLAND 🧟‍♂️🌴 (Interest Gathering)

All are welcome! No prior knowledge of Dead Island required.

THEME

OFFICIAL THREAD: TBA

DISCORD: TBA

The island of Banoi, a place of mystery and wonder, a lush island paradise off the coast of Papua New Guinea. This island holds many secrets and wonders, and most of the island has remained secluded from the outside world for centuries. Despite this, Banoi has become a famous tourist attraction, its' hotel and beach resort attracting people from all across the world. None would expect this tropical paradise to harbor a darker and more evil side to contradict its welcoming and friendly front.

When a sinister plague breaks out that transforms much of the island population into mindless flesh eating creatures, this lush paradise retreat is transformed into a hell on earth amidst tides of blood. Cut off from the outside world and for all they know abandoned, those who have survived the initial outbreak must fight to survive. Surrounded by hordes of the infected and abandoned by the outside world, it is survival of the fittest for the people of Banoi. Though beware, the infected are not the only predators of this ravaged resort....

ABOUT THIS ROLEPLAY

Players will role as a tourist survivor of the Kuru Virus outbreak that has effectively zombified much of the island population. Players will begin in the islands' hotel resort, awakening the morning after the infection much like the player characters in the game do. Finding the hotel without power and in places overrun by cannibalistic creatures (zombies), players must first escape from the hotel and elude the zombie hordes that have overrun the resort. From there, they will make their own path and fight to survive. Players can ban together or go it alone. In all honesty, feel free to remain in the hotel if you'd like, perhaps with the idea of hunkering down until help comes. The entire island, aside from the Prison, is open for players to free roam and explore.

NPC/AI characters will appear and aid player characters, and will even offer tasks or quests to players. Safe houses can be constructed and defenses erected. AI/NPC's will also have safe houses of their own, but be warned, not all those who have survived will be welcoming to strangers.

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NOTABLE ISLAND LOCATIONS

THE HOTEL (ROYAL PALMS RESORT)



Where our story begins. The hotel is a posh and luxurious establishment, with everything from steam rooms to massage parlors to mega bars. The Royal Palms Hotel is where our players will awake to find that all hell has broken loose. The luxury hotel is massive in size and can house well over two thousand guests. It’s security systems and personnel are top of the line and the hotel sits to the west of the beach resort and east of the city of Moresby.

THE BEACH



The beaches connected to the hotel are to the east of Royal Palms. The beach is several miles long and is lined with bungalows, mini bars, and rental shacks for surfboards and other items of entertainment. There are also stages and areas for beach parties to be found. Between the beach and the hotel is a a collection of bungalows and cabins surrounded by bars and outdoor pools.

MORESBY



Moresby is a third world city and is the capital of Banoi. The impoverished city ironically resides just several miles west of the wealthy Royal Palms Resort hotel. The city is densely populated and is expectedly hit hard by the Kuru outbreak. Most of the city is overrun aside from isolated safe zones and safe houses, such as the church, city hall, and the police station. Moresby is an extremely dangerous area post-outbreak, and going anywhere alone is completely unadvised.

MINGENDE JUNGLE



Dark, desolate, and unseen by western eyes, the Mingende Jungle was already a dangerous place prior to the Kuru infection. Aside from dangerous wildlife and perilous natural conditions, the jungle is home to savage native tribes and groups of smugglers and marauders. The undead are merely an item to the jungles’ danger.

ZOMBIES

Those afflicted by the Kuru outbreak, these undead abominations terrorize the few survivors of the infection and feast upon their very flesh. They are far from human any longer, they feel no empathy, no mercy, and no pain. Though predictable to a sense, the undead are highly dangerous especially in groups or hordes. There are numerous variations of these zombies, and while some are more dangerous than others, all are to be feared and care is to be taken around them.

WALKERS
Danger Level: Low

Walkers are infected who have been “dead” for sometime, their bodies stiffened and stifled by rigamortus. They lumber about at a slower pace, though some can move faster than others. While most walkers stand about idly when undisturbed, some will often “play dead” by slumping over or sprawling out unmoving on the ground. Those who are unwary can easily be grappled and torn apart by a walker. Though uncommon, many walkers can be found gripping weapons such as pipes, cleavers, or baseball bats. This is apparently due to having perished with the weapon in hand and rigamortus causing the object to become stuck in their hand(s). Though conventional wounds and injuries can finish them, walkers are best dealt with by decapitation or destroying their brain. Walkers are the most common zombies to be found.

INFECTED
Danger: Moderate

Unlike walkers, the infected are highly mobile. They are extremely aggressive and attack with wreckless abandon, screaming and snarling wildly as they charge and attack their prey. They are near impervious to pain, though are easier to put down than walkers. In groups of more than two, infected are highly dangerous, and in fact are better to be avoided if in significant number due to their sporadic and aggressive attacks.

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CREATING YOUR CHARACTER

While there are guidelines to creating your character, I also tried to make CC somewhat laid back as to allow freedom. Characters can effectively be from any nation/state in the known world. Characters CANNOT be local residents of Banoi itself. The closest thing to a local that one can be is an Australian or New Zealand citizen, as Banoi is within coastal range of Papua New Guinea and is part of the Australian continent.

Characters can be along any line of skill or profession EXCEPT active military, special forces, or any sort of government agent. Ex-military or active or retired police force is however acceptable. I mean it, no Navy SEALS on furlough or active KGB operatives with a secret weapon stash in their private jet they flew in. VIP security detail are allowed, but please, no silenced HK’s with a grenade bandolier under your blazer jacket. Just please...

I apologize if character creation seems rather sandbox. But the theme here is “vacation tourists trapped on zombie island” basically. Not Sylvester Stallone and Hugh Jackman going on a zombie slaying campaign while FFDP blares over unseen speakers.

RULES

1. Obey all rules! :p

2. No meta-gaming.

3. No godmodding.

4. No flaming, bullying, or flame-baiting.

5. No abusing, killing, injuring, or seizing control over other player characters without their consent!

6. NO ONESIES! A minimum of one-two paragraphs per post. Preferably two.

7. Further zombie types will be unlocked as the story advances. I don’t want to see any (SPOILER!) rams or butchers(SPOILER!) referenced-seen in the first twenty posts.

8. AVOID, AVOID, AVOID cannon characters! Any canon material that is introduced will be done so by me. And that will be rare.

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CHARACTER SHEET

Character Full Name:

Gender: (Male or Female)

Race/Ethnicity:

Height: (From 5’4” to 6’3”.) (In. and Ft.)

Character Appearance: (Uploaded or linked images please.) (Animated/Comic images are preferred. No ANIME or crayon doodles. If you absolutely CANNOT upload an image or find a preferred image, then I expect a thorough description.)

Personality Description: (A brief summary of character general attitudes and demeanors.)

Short Biography: (3-5 Paragraphs) (Optional)

Voice: (Audio File, Video, or description.)

Character Profession/Job/Career:

Character Nationality:

Skills: (3-6)

Weaknesses/Detriments: (2-5)

Likes: (Optional)

Dislikes: (Optional)

Character Blood Type: (Mandatory)

DO NOT REMOVE: “This hell looks a lot like paradise.”

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This will be an extremely busy week for me so I don't think I'll be able to post. Feel free to move forward as I don't want to hold anyone back.

@Heretic

Don’t worry any. We’re moving at a slower pace lately so you won’t be left behind.

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I've come up with the simple idea that I've been hiding and I have a pistol. I did have a knife, but lost it. Where(area) can I enter from?

@role model

No pistol. At least not initially. Stick with your knife. Perhaps our characters can run into you in the garage during the escape.

P.S, I had nightmare last night about this RP. Real life me and everyone’s characters were trapped in a bungalow being swarmed by infected.

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CARTER PERKINS

@Slim Shady@Heretic@Athol@Zoey White@Vaeltaja

Mike nodded approvingly to Cole before folding the large map. He folded it horizontally and then upward, and then horizontally once more, compressing it into a small, tight square. He handed it to Cole, saying, “Your a determined fellow, I’ll give you that, mate. Damned tough too. I trust you’ll get everyone here to safety. Including that asshole lawyer and those two French sheila’s. Shame I’m not coming really...” he mumbled the last part to himself, then reached for his belt. He slipped his 9mm from it’s holster and two full magazines as well and extended them outward to Cole. “Eighteen shots mate... eighteen shots overall to get you from here to that little island. Better use this sparingly...”

Carter spoke up for the first time in a while, stepping away from the wall where he had been slouched, ”To raise the issue of a vehicle, Mike, is there anything in that garage that could get everyone out at once? And all together? Jackie Chan over here seems to have a preference for a car.”

Mike raised his eyebrow slightly and said ,”Of course; theres’ minivans, tourist buses, pickup trucks, the lot. Oy!-“ Mike suddenly barked at Eliza ,”Save some of those rations for me, yeah?” He then stepped over to the security monitor, looking back over his shoulder to the group, “I can see maybe eight of those bastards in the garage. For now anyway, that’s sure to change though. You folks should probably get moving in the next few minutes. There’s a fire axe over there you can use, help yourself to the pipes too.”

”I’ll take this.”
Carter slipped the fire axe from inside the locker where it hung. The axe blade and shaft were solid red with a glistening steel edge at the blade. He rolled it around in his hands testing the weight. Satisfied, Carter slung it over his right shoulder and then turned to Cole ,”Look, if you wanna’ take the lead of this little evacuation fine. But here’s’ my two cents; forget a damned car, let’s take a bus or a van. A car could be swarmed and flipped over way too easy. In case you haven’t noticed some of these ghouls seem to be able to run still. Of course... a bigger heavier vehicle is slower, and easier to climb on to...”

“Your going with them, eh?” Mike asked from the monitor station ,”After you tried to lock me and half of them out you just like that think they’ll let the likes of you into their company?” he ended with a slight smirk though he kept his eyes on the monitors. Carter started to speak but his words caught in his throat as the realization hit him. His nostrils and eyes flared as he looked back and forty between Mike and the group. “And your sure as hell not staying with me.” Carter tried to speak again but once more his words failed him. Outraged he kicked the wall nearby, only for a slamming at the sealed door to cause him to jump.

There were at least eight of the undead piled against the door, pushing into each other as they clawed, slapped, and bit the plexiglass that acted as a barrier for their fleshy meals. “You folks need to go, now,” Mike said, turning in his seat ,”it’s your choice if you want to all go together. Carter, your not staying here.”

”What? But you- you can’t do that! Those things will-!”

“Shred you. Drink your blood, pluck out your eyeballs. Oh yes, but your not staying here. Neither are they. It’s up to them if they want to take you with them.”

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Post incoming later today.

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Forgive the delay! School and work kept me busy most of the week. Post is up!

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CARTER PERKINS

@Zoey White@Slim Shady@Athol@Vaeltaja@Heretic

Mike checked his memory at the inquiry of ammunition, made by the blonde woman named Charlotte. He had fired three rounds initially when he had first opened the door to allow the others’ in, then either two or three in the hallway after, he couldn’t remember. It all seemed a hazed blur now. Aside from the remaining rounds in his gun, he had three more clips at his belt. “I should have enough, yes,” he said to Charlotte ,”at least to get you folks to the garage.”

It was then that the bearded American with long hair spoke up, and what he said Mike found to be nothing but hard possibility. Whatever this outbreak was, it surely wasn’t just limited to the resort the more he thought about it. He knew the city wouldn’t exactly be Friendly Square, but surely all of Moresby hadn’t fallen to this. Had it? The very idea sent a sharp chill up Mikes’ spine and made him shudder. The metal image of the entire city being overrun by these... creatures, was unbearable. Thousands of people reduced to half-devoured corpse piles and walking nightmares, their groans and snarls a devilish chorus echoing the city.

Mike sighed raggedly and and stepped forward. Everyone was more or less venting their own opinions on what course of action to take. The bearded man seemed unfavored towards Moresby, but had suggested that if they did go there to use the sewers or some underground method. “I wouldn’t recommend the sewers,” Mike said ,”in truth, not even Moresby. I mean I say there might be refugee centers but... maybe not. There is an airport at Moresby, but I doubt that any of you lot are pilots and who’s to say it isn’t overrun as well. You may be rght, mate, Moresby... I don’t know... I just don’t know...”

Frustration caused Mikes’ temples to throb. He hated the idea of directing these people to the city only to send them into a death trap. But what if he was right in regards to survivors and refugee centers? What if they tried to go somewhere else and ended up dead when Moresby in fact was the safer choice? No one inside the resort had any idea as to the situation across the rest of the island, and that was the source of his uncertainty.

The man with Charlotte also chimed in, and he too was against the Moresby plan. It was then that he mentioned the beach... Of course!
Mike waited for him to finish speaking, taking in every word the man said. Quite the natural leadership skills... he thought to himself. Mike had no intention of leaving himself, he had things here still that needed to be handled, but this fellow it seemed had what it took to get the rest to safety.

Mike stepped forward and raised his hand slightly like a school boy before speaking ,”You said the beach,” he pointed his finger at Cole ,”That-that-might be your best bet mate. You and whiskers here are right about Moresby, ‘not a great idea. Too many ‘what-if’s’. But there’s a lighthouse near the resort beach ya’ see, and not twenty minutes before Perkins over here showed up I was getting some warbled radio contact from there. I’m thinking there’s’ someone there, and-!”

Mike stopped and abruptly, his eyes lighting up with a proverbial “ah-ha” and he ran over to a nearby billboard, just beside the control panel that he was manning earlier. He reached up and with a slight pop snatched down a [u][ur=i.ibb.co/MpNMkwt/EDC096-A4-0-C16-47-E… and hurried back over to the huddled people, tripling slightly over Carters’ discarded crowbar though ignoring the fact completely. He held the map out in both arms in front of himself and the others.

“Here’s the lighthouse.” he pointed to a small circular marking northeast of the gas station marked on the map. It sat at the top of a cliff that could be reached by traversing up a winding road. He suddenly pointed to the blonde woman who had been patching up the bearded man, “You said ‘marina’,” he then pointed to the top fat left of the map ,”there’s an old marina here, can’t say if there’s any operating boats there, but it’s worth checking. That’d be an immediate ticket off the island if you could find one.”

He then pointed to the marked hotel bungalows and Golden Beach, “I’d stay away from there,” he then pointed to Diamond Beach and the accompanying bungalows that sat out over the water ,”there... I’m not too sure about mate. And there off to the left is the main highway leading to Moresby...” he looked at Cole and the others questioningly.

“I can open the garage door outside from here, but I’ll need to stay here and seal it back up. I can give you my gun,” he said to Cole ,”There’s an elevator down the hall that leads straight to the garage. Its up to you folks...” he said finally.

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@Zoey White@Slim Shady@Athol@Vaeltaja@Heretic

So I’ve been pondering the route we’re going to take with the escape, and I’d like to present possible options of refuge to everyone so we can decide where we shall flee to from the resort hotel. I’ve provided some listings/options and explanations below. Opinions please!

Moresby: Mikes’ suggestion. The “capital” city of Moresby, your cliche tin shanty and brick apartment third world city with a ten percent wealthy populace. (OOC) I’m going to spoiler here and say that Moresby is totally overrun. The crowded streets and alleys are swarming with the undead of all varieties, and the refugee centers have all fallen. The city is divided between honest survivors and the “Raskols”, street gangs who have seized the police station and a local armory and are fighting over resources while keeping the undead at bay. Very few “safe zones” exist and even those are under constant attack by the undead.

In other words, it will be survival of the fittest if we go to Moresby. Even if we find a suitable safe house for our group, the undead will be constantly knocking at our doors (literally) and we will have not a moment of piece. Player character deaths at some point are guaranteed.

The Beach Resort: The beach and the bungalows are as Mike said overrun, but not nearly as bad as Moresby. In truth, many of the resort bungalows can easily be fortified and used as ample safe houses. And then of course there’s the “Lighthouse Group”. The lighthouse near the resort is occupied by a group of survivors, a good ten or twelve people. While this would be dabbling in canon material, the lighthouse and it’s survivors are extremely secondary, and none of them are major characters, therefore I have no qualms about tinkering with them.

There is also a gas station that could be secured, and then best of all; there’s the deserted island off the coast, within earshot of the beach. (Seriously, our characters could all swim over to it if they had to.) Most likely it was a “party island”, where bonfires roared and drunken tourists in bathing suits danced around portable radios on beach blankets.

The drawback is supplies are very scarce around this area, especially food and weapons (i.e firearms and ammunition). Our characters would have to regularly leave the island to scavenge for food and other base supplies at the hotel and we would occasionally have to travel to Moresby.

So, to summarize...

If we go into Moresby; It would be a constant fight against the undead and the Raskols, however supplies would be easy to come by, from food and water to weapons. There are also several different groups of survivors we could join or coincide with. I’m exaggerating a bit when I said there would be no safe haven at all. We could easily seize an fortify an apartment or a warehouse. Again though, we would have to endure constant attacks. It would be strictly survival. Nothing else.

If we make a break for the beach resort; If we make a break for the beach, options are more diverse. We could pool ourselves in with the Lighthouse group, who are making plans to escape and assembling resources from food to flares. They even have a radio and long range transmitter. Or, we could make a break for the beach and then hop over to the island. Here, we would be able to stockpile supplies in peace and would have a safe haven from the undead hordes. We could also regularly mount supply runs along the coastline as well as into Moresby if we needed to and would have a place to bring anyone we rescued.

There are also numerous bungalows and cabins along the road that leads through the resort that we could easily hold up in. As well as various other structures.

In truth, I’m personally leading toward the island, at least that’s where Carter is going to insist we go. (Mike will present a map in my next post or two.) I’ll take this moment to state that it’s not mandatory we travel as a group. This is a fairly free range RP when it comes to character decisions and choices.

What do you guys think?

I’m also up for suggestions and advice!