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The Apartment Building | Survival Horror

An hour ago, Three Towers Apartment Complex.

Tyson sat down on the sofa inside his apartment unit, designing on a new menu for the restaurant he was working at. Tyson was always listening to classic music that was on the radio whenever he decided to work at home, because the music helped him to be more relaxed and inspired. The night sky stood an inky canopy of darkness freckled only by the fewest of stars, where just few hours ago it had been a blue summer's day. The occasional bark of a few hidden dogs and the soft classic music were the only sound to permeate the silence until loud gunshots and screaming sound echoed angrily into the emptiness of the night. Tyson quickly looked out from his window, and soon he saw a trail of smoke roared out from a unseen spot behind the buildings near it.

"What the hell..." Tyson muttered to himself in a low voice. He walked back to his sofa confusingly, trying to know what had happened at that place. Not for long, a few gunshots can be heard coming from the same spot, and this time Tyson was really concerned about what was happening there. He decided to put his work aside and went out to look for an answer, which was not a very good idea. He went down to the lobby area and he knew he was not the only one that was concerned the moment he reached the lobby. Tyson felt like he was trapped in an endless sea of people. It was overcrowded and claustrophobic. There was noise everywhere. Someone's cell phone were ringing, two people were fighting angrily over God-knows-what.

Present time, The lobby of the Three Towers Apartment Complex.

The televisions on the wall of the lobby were having an emergency broadcasting, something about a virus outbreak or maybe not. Sounds like a typical intro for every zombie movies ever made. Tyson was going to ask one of the people standing in the lobby about the current situation, but a loud glass breaking sound interrupted his decision. A few grown up adult... only the police came in was still a human being, but the others... did not looked lively anymore. The police rushed into the lobby with blood all over him, followed up by the zombies with great speed and one of it headed straight towards a guy who looked like a pastor. The police reached very quickly and smashed the zombie in its head. Tyson was going to do the same too, IF... only if he had weapons with him, he was not strong enough to help someone out while he was unarmed.

The crowd of people was panicking in fear the whole time, running toward the stairs or to the staff room behind the lobby. Tyson was not one of them, as he was curious about the whole situation happened just now. Gunshots. Screaming. Injured officers. Those bloody attackers. He regretted immediately that he never pay any attention to the emergency broadcasting earlier.

"Start making your way upstairs Padre, I'll secure the lobby and barricade them from higher ground," said the guy that was armed, walking towards the woman that was twitching on the ground. By the look of the woman, Tyson believed that the woman was somehow one of "them", referring to the group of attackers that broke into. Somehow the armed guy finished off those attackers without even blinking his eyes, "Must be used to deal with guns." Tyson muttered to himself again.

The Apartment Building | Survival Horror

Nahhh~ No big deal. Just a horde of zombies that heard the loud gunfire will soon overwhelmed the place. XD

The Apartment Building | Survival Horror

So... everyone in the lobby started heading up now?

The Apartment Building | Survival Horror

Information and Cosmetics:
Profession: Chef.
Name: Tyson Matthews.
Age：27.
Gender: Male.
Appearance:

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Backstory: Tyson was born in an average family in a small city. His father worked as a chef and his mother was just a ordinary housewife. Thanks to his father's profession, Tyson was able to eat all kinds of cuisine when he was still a kid. By the age of fifteen, he was able to recreate half of what his father had cooked for him at home. He started to work with his father at the same hotel restaurant at the age of twenty.

Tyson's skill improved a little bit day by day, at a point where the small city he lived in could not offered him a better position and salery. He decided to move out from his house and jumped into the big city, working in a famous hotel's kitchen where he will received three times the salary as a Sous Chef de Cuisine.

Tyson wasn't a typical chef in that he was skinny, surprisingly so. Yet in other ways he was perfectly typical. His opinion was the right one, always, no-one else could hold a valid point of view if it wasn't consistent with his own. He prowled the kitchen like a caricature of himself, the eyes popping more everyday and his mouth becoming thinner, tighter. He only ever let out a big smile when he tasted his own food.



Skills and Equipment:
Skills: Able to use knives efficiency and can cook even with minimal ingredients.
Starting Equipment: A backpack, bottles of water and canned foods.
Starting Weapons: A cleavers and two boning knives.




Personality, Psychology and Physiology:
Bravery: 6
Psychological Stability: 5
Reaction Speed: 7
Physical Strength: 8
Constitution: 5
Party Control: Yes

The Apartment Building | Survival Horror

Looks like I'm late. xD

The Apartment Building | Survival Horror

Tyson Matthews[/hider

Information and Cosmetics:
Profession: Chef.
Name: Tyson Matthews.
Age：27.
Gender: Male.
Appearance:

Hider

Backstory: Tyson was born in an average family in a small city. His father worked as a chef and his mother was just a ordinary housewife. Thanks to his father's profession, Tyson was able to eat all kinds of cuisine when he was still a kid. By the age of fifteen, he was able to recreate half of what his father had cooked for him at home. He started to work with his father at the same hotel restaurant at the age of twenty.

Tyson's skill improved a little bit day by day, at a point where the small city he lived in could not offered him a better position and salery. He decided to move out from his house and jumped into the big city, working in a famous hotel's kitchen where he will received three times the salary as a Sous Chef de Cuisine.

Tyson wasn't a typical chef in that he was skinny, surprisingly so. Yet in other ways he was perfectly typical. His opinion was the right one, always, no-one else could hold a valid point of view if it wasn't consistent with his own. He prowled the kitchen like a caricature of himself, the eyes popping more everyday and his mouth becoming thinner, tighter. He only ever let out a big smile when he tasted his own food.



Skills and Equipment:
Skills: Able to use knives efficiency and can cook even with minimal ingredients.
Starting Equipment: A backpack, bottles of water and canned foods.
Starting Weapons: A cleavers and two boning knives.




Personality, Psychology and Physiology:
Bravery: 6
Psychological Stability: 5
Reaction Speed: 7
Physical Strength: 8
Constitution: 5
Party Control: Yes

The Apartment Block | Horror Survival

Colored me interest.

Rise of the Unchained

It was midnight, but it was not a dark night because the moonlight poured from the sky like the milk of a god that required no sustenance and instead was satisfied with only the beauty of the soft rays. Other than the moonlight, there sparkled a mysterious material called "stars". Many were of different sizes and shapes, swirling, twisting, and churning among themselves in an enormous war that was too slow and much too big for the human mind to contemplate. Ryujin was lying down on the seabed at the bottom of Sea of Sorrows, thinking a method to deal with those so-called Mage Lords' immortals. Suddenly, A light bulb appeared above his head, as Ryujin got the best idea to deal with this which was to visit the Mage Lords himself.

"Where should I start looking for them?" Ryujin muttered to himself, another question popped right up after one was solved. Ryujin could just grabbed a random mortal that passing by, but thanks to the warning he gave to the mortals earlier this evening, not a single soul dared to come near the sea. Just thinking about the fact that the mortals actually took his warning seriously made him giggled a little bit. Ryujin remembered that the fishermen he encountered earlier did told him that there were two cities nearby, which were Camor and Caburn. But Ryujin already knew the place called Camor way before he was sent back to Voswurn again. They also mentioned that a Mage Lord was saw lately in one of the city.

"Maybe I should go for the city of Camor first." Thanks to the information from the fishermen, Ryujin knew the location where the city of Camor lies. Ryujin stood up and wasted no time swimming towards the city of Camor, hoped to meet a Mage Lord and have some fun.

It took Ryujin not more than ten minutes to reach the dock of Camor, but mortals will have to spend up to an hours or more to reach the same place even if they were on a fast ship. Before Ryujin came up shore, he morphed himself into a adult male to blend in with the crowds. The city of Camor, a city which once was a fishing village. Apparently gods know when that the place had grown into a dense and cluttered town. Ships of different sizes formed a row at the bay, rickety wooden shops, marble and brick houses can be seen everywhere. The streets of Camor were still crowded with mortals, even it was already midnight. The sound of them talking and shouting to each other was deafening, even for a god like Ryujin.

It will take forever to identify or spot a Mage Lord if Ryujin is to look at the mortals' faces one by one at a time. Ryujin came up with the idea of causing a massive chaos, well not that massive... in the middle of the town and hopefully it will draw out the Mage Lord.

Ryujin opened his mouth and snapped at his fingers, the torchlight around him immediately started to flow into Ryujin's mouth. He then aimed at the houses around him and started to breath out fires. The flame was burning the houses with colors that mortals never thought it would. Ryujin grinned evilly, knowing that with each flare another of the mortals' precious possessions were turned into dusts. The mortals was shocked by what Ryujin did for a moment, but they quickly realized that they should ran away from the scene as fast as possible. The air was filled with fear and panic at that moment.

With everything going according to Ryujin's plan, the last thing he needed to do was to wait for the Mage Lord to show up.

Attack on Titan - The Wings of Freedom (Always accepting)

Finding gunpowder was an easy task, but not letting the gunpowder to leak while flying across the air was another thing. Arthur saw a defensive line where there was no survivors around it, and judging by the look of it there was still a few bags of gunpowder behind the cannons. The coast was clear, and Arthur quickly grabbed a few bags of gunpowder and tied them around his waist. “It will be bad if there were titans nearby.” Arthur joked. Speaking of the devil itself, two titans appeared and caught Arthur's attention. Arthur leaped forward, pressing the trigger to fire off the cable to hook at a tall building from the ground. He was spotted during the airtime and one of the titan swung its hand and nearly had Arthur, but fortunately the titan only got a few bags of gunpowder. Arthur wasted no time and came back to where the squad gathered at. Arthur was relieved to see everyone alive, although someone was one finger short.

Rise of the Unchained

@Milowan

I was thinking the same as you too.
I'm gonna post within 12 hours. After I finish my last drawing assignment.