Dungeon Blaster

The Apartment Building | Survival Horror

Hi everyone!

I would like to join. Here is my CS :)

Lucy Collins

Profession: Art Director

Name: Lucy Collins

Gender: Female

Appearance: Lucy is one hundred and seventy-five metres tall and weighs around sixty-five kilograms. Her physique is fit and athletic from the many years of playing baseball. Her eyes are hazel green and her hair a shade of honey blonde.

Backstory: Born in California to a medium-wealth family, she had a pretty average childhood. Interested in drawing from a young age, she went to art school, and further her studies in that particular field. She eventually graduated and went on to become a professional artist, doing what she loved as her career. Apart from drawing, Lucy had also been involved in sports since a young age. She played baseball when she was in high school, and then went out to play for college as well. She still plays baseball as a hobby, alternating between that and her drawing. The years of playing baseball had made her reasonably fit, from all the physical exercise one goes through in the sport. Moving out of California, to her new work location, she works as an Art Designer in a video games company. She is a sociable and friendly person who loves mixing around with people when she is not occupied with her work and hobbies. The irony of the situation was that the last game she worked on before the incident happened to be one where the main character fought off zombies with the help of others. She is currently 24 years old.

Skills: Drawing and Designing. Good stamina and arm strength from playing baseball.

Starting Equipment: A backpack filled with 3 bottles of water, several cans of preserved food, a torchlight, a sketchbook and pencils.

Starting Weapon: Aluminium Baseball Bat

Bravery: 5
Psychological Stability: 4
Reaction Speed: 6
Physical Strength: 7
Constitution: 8

Party Control: No

@Symphoni

"Lucy is one hundred and seventy-five metres tall" Holy shit, God Zilla has entered the game.

Correct that teeny mistake and you're all good :)

The Apartment Building | Survival Horror

Here you go! One character sheet here!

Aaden Hart

Name
Aaden "Koko" Hart

Age
Twenty-One

Gender
Male

Profession
College Student/Store Clerk

Skills
Aaden was taught how to fire at gun during his teenage years and he was also taught how to fight with his fists by friends. And he also the area around his workplace.

Backstory
Aaden and his family were living in an Indian reservation in the state of Washington. At an young age, he always wonder at what it was like to live in Seattle and hang out with the other boys—besides the ones at the reservation. Soon, he and his mother moved to Seattle after a heated argument between his mother and his grandmother caused them to move on with their lives.

After moving in, Aaden became more happy and active in the community. He trained to fight with his fists and was taught on how to fire a gun by friends. After high school ended, he moved to another city so that he could be closer to his college. He got a place at an apartment and got a job at a market place as a store clerk. Things were going good until the outbreak happened and Aaden saw the whole thing.

Since that day, he always kept a gun nearby than others at the apartment.

Starting Equipment
Cheap backpack, paper and pencil, smartphone, pocket knife, pistol bullets, flashlight, and keys (one to his room and another to his workplace)

Starting Weapons
Pocket knife and the Taurus Model 66 revolver

Bravery
4

Psychological Stability
4

Reaction Speed
6

Physical Strength
7

Constitution
7

@Rare

Accepted :)

The Apartment Building | Survival Horror

@Dungeon Blaster Im curious, how long will it takes for your next post to come out? I did not mean to urge you, but because Its around 1am here so if you are going to post the next IC within an hour I think i will stay up and wait for it. Well if no then I will just calle it a day.

@hivekiller

Just finished reading the new posts. Moving onto the new character sheets, and then you will all suffer for your hubris :D Be within the hour, I would have thought.

The Apartment Building | Survival Horror

Whoa, so this has been active.

I'm going to read the IC posts, and after that, I'll look at any new entries awaiting approval.

I see there's been some talk about the stats. As I said, they're not "character defining", they're there to give me an idea of how resilient your character will be in certain situations. Anyone that thinks they can somehow win anything by hiking their stats up to full, will find that I have an entire dictionary on "horrible, unforeseen ways to die". Best to keep them true to your character, as realistic as you can, to avoid me paying particular attention to your character's luck in life. You just never know when that mouldy old floor board might give way underneath your feet, dropping you six meters into the basement, where some horny Stage Four has been trapped :D

In any case, glad you're all having fun. I'll get myself up to speed ASAP.

The Apartment Building | Survival Horror

Alright, I've got to turn in for the night.

Have fun dealing with that little situation I've tossed your way ;)

Any new character entries will have to wait until tomorrow I'm afraid, and as I'm a working man, I wont be about until the afternoon. Also, I'm from the UK, which conflicts with you Americanos - I know. I shall probably look to elect a CO-GM to keep things moving when I'm not around, but we'll deal with that another time.

Edit: by character entries, I mean characters awaiting approval to join, not posts by existing characters. You guys go crazy, i'll massacre you all tomorrow ;)

The Apartment Building | Survival Horror

Everyone

The shattering glass and subsequent commotion emanating from the apartment building echoed through the street, now that the gun fire had died down. The infected, eight of them, looked up from the mangled corpse of Chief Hornby and stared with their defective eyes in the direction of the racket. As one, they rose to their feet, and growled like rabid dogs. One of them broke from the group, sprinting like a man on fire, though the others hobbled on behind.

The sprinter, formally defined as a "Stage Two" by CDC fliers, ran up the steps and paused as it reached the shattered window. Several healthy humans confronted it, and it took a while for the infected to appreciate its luck... if it was capable of such reasoning. It was what would have been perhaps an eight year old child, with short hair, and bloody sports wear. A school's insignia was woven onto its polo-shirt.

With a shriek, it charged forwards, making a bee-line for the man holding the golden cross.

The Apartment Building | Survival Horror

Profession: Grocery Store Clerk (Formerly United States Marine Corps Infantryman)

Name: Nicholas Grayeson

@Yojimbo

Accepted. Welcome to the fight. Looks like you came prepared, but we'll soon put Mr. Greyeson to the test.

The Apartment Building | Survival Horror

Part one: Information and Cosmetics

Profession: History Professor

Name: Ryan Monroe

Gender: Male

Appearance:

Ryan Monroe

Sorry for the small picture, largest i could find that i thought fit the character

Backstory: TBD

Part 2: Skills and Equipment

Skills: Knowledge on modern and medieval history, minor first aid training, minor training in the use of a small firearm such as a pistol, Knows a little something about leadership and discipline, Reader and watcher of a variety of books and films on a variety of topics including the zombie apocalypse, oh and a germaphobe.

Starting Equipment:
On him: Messenger bag, 1 book, cell phone, Pen and pencil with notebook, some student's papers (read:potential kindling), 1 bottle of water, some hygiene wipes (Yeah...)

In apartment: Canned foods, bottles of water, more student's papers and books (great), General tools, among other things general to one's home such as duct tape

Starting Weapons:
In apartment: .38 Revolver with 2 .38 bullets , hammer, variety of kitchen knives

Part three: Personality, Psychology and Physiology

Bravery (1 – 10): 6

Psychological Stability (1 – 10): 7

Reaction Speed (1 - 10): 6

Physical Strength (1 - 10): 5

Constitution (1 - 10): 10 = 4

Party Control: Yes

@Lone Wanderer

Accepted.

The Apartment Building | Survival Horror

I personally keep a policy of letting at least a couple other people post before I do anything else. For example, I am going to wait until more people do their introls at the apartment before actually doing anything such as actually entering it (and naturally waiting for whatever happened to the poor police chief that got run into a streetlight with a zombie lurking outside of his door).

@ArenaSnow

That's fair, however I am an exception to the rule.

As I play all of the NPCs, I need to post as and when the time fits. So don't be alarmed if you see me spamming posts - if I am, it's because I'm reacting to several things at once. As for the rest of you though, yeah, pacing it to give other players a chance to participate is always a good thing ;)

I usually head my posts with the characters that are particularly affected by anything I do, to make it easier for you guys to track things.

Oh, and on another note, you guys can literally do anything to my NPCs. Zombies or humans, saints or sinners, you can do what you want. Kill them. Talk to them. It's all up to you. You don't need my permission to blow a zed's head off, or to kill a member of the living that you don't trust.

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Erik Wright

The last few minutes of Chief Hornby's life was a blur. He was in the police cruiser, with sergeant Wright at the wheel, speeding away from a massacre. He'd lost a lot of good officers at that roadblock, many of them he'd known since he was a beat walker himself... and now they were gone; lost to a disease that was the stuff of fiction- no, the stuff of nightmares.

The next thing he knew, Wright was firing blindly towards the back of the car, and the Chief soon saw why. He'd managed to manoeuvre his 12-gauge around just as the car struck something solid, sending him flying through the wind-shield. He hit the concrete hard, rolling several times. His shotgun skidded several feet away from him, and with broken arms he crawled sluggishly towards it just as the sprinting form of sergeant Wright crossed his red-hazed sight.

"Sergeant!" the Chief yelled, his voice racked with pain.

But it was too late, as a pair of cold and grimy hands fell onto the back of his scalp, yanking his head backwards. Chief Hornby screamed in agony as incisors, coated in days-old gore, sunk into his flesh. Other infected, brought by the sound of the crash, joined in the feeding frenzy, ripping the flesh from the police chief's bones as if it were some kind of macabre buffet.

One infected though, an overweight African American with dreads, sensed something... heard something. Footsteps, hitting the pavement hard. It turned slowly towards the apartment building, and though it couldn't see Sergeant Wright, it could smell him. Slowly, it stumbled towards the building, leaving its comrades to feast on Chief Hornby.