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Hi there I'm Rultaos, or simply Rult as some of my friends call me. I first got into RP'ing on two different sites back when I was in High School. The forums of the games Minecraft and Spiral Knights. Both had game-related RP's, as well as off-topic ones regarding fantasy and sci-fi. This was around 3-4 years ago. I wasn't really good at it back then, but I met a lot of great people and feel like I really improved since then.
For any of you who are curious, this was one of my biggest RP undertakings before I got into this site (My username also comes from this as a tribute to it!). It's not really a very well-written roleplay (or a very well-managed one for that matter). But it really meant a lot to me because of how far it went, how long it survived, and how it inspired my fellow players there. It always fills me with a sense of nostalgia whenever I glance at it in my bookmarks...
I got into RPGuild back when it was still using the old server (the one that got taken down after Mahz got behind on his pay and the providers ended their service without warning). I was pretty bummed when this happened because I was already actively participating in a number of roleplays, and I could only stay in contact with a select few guildmates on the Facebook group. Eventually, the long wait was over, and the site was given renewed life after a few bumps in the road that guildmaster Mahz faced in his attempts to resurrect this place. It was a good day for many including myself when this site slowly started getting more and more features.
2014 was my second year in college and was a very stressful time for me. Mostly concerning academics, with a few occasional problems regarding friends and fellow students alike. Because of this, I had to suddenly drop out of roleplaying for a while in order to have the time to get my real life back in order.
Now, I've returned to the site, and am hoping to get back into the groove of roleplaying and make more great friends and have even greater adventures through whatever huge universe your brilliant minds can think of! If you wanna invite me to play, or even just have a friendly chat about anything, send a message my way and I'll reply as soon as I can =)
For those of you who are wondering, my roleplay interests include: Sci-Fi, Military, sometimes Fantasy, a Fandom one if I'm familiar with the source material, heck I'd be willing to dabble in an Apocalypse setting as well. I'm also willing to try new things as well if it seems fascinating enough. So hit me up with an idea any time and I'd be happy to share my thoughts with you.
Well, I feel like I've used up enough for your time. Thanks for caring enough to read all this, and I hope you enjoy your roleplay adventures as much as I have in the past and the present ^_^
For any of you who are curious, this was one of my biggest RP undertakings before I got into this site (My username also comes from this as a tribute to it!). It's not really a very well-written roleplay (or a very well-managed one for that matter). But it really meant a lot to me because of how far it went, how long it survived, and how it inspired my fellow players there. It always fills me with a sense of nostalgia whenever I glance at it in my bookmarks...
I got into RPGuild back when it was still using the old server (the one that got taken down after Mahz got behind on his pay and the providers ended their service without warning). I was pretty bummed when this happened because I was already actively participating in a number of roleplays, and I could only stay in contact with a select few guildmates on the Facebook group. Eventually, the long wait was over, and the site was given renewed life after a few bumps in the road that guildmaster Mahz faced in his attempts to resurrect this place. It was a good day for many including myself when this site slowly started getting more and more features.
2014 was my second year in college and was a very stressful time for me. Mostly concerning academics, with a few occasional problems regarding friends and fellow students alike. Because of this, I had to suddenly drop out of roleplaying for a while in order to have the time to get my real life back in order.
Now, I've returned to the site, and am hoping to get back into the groove of roleplaying and make more great friends and have even greater adventures through whatever huge universe your brilliant minds can think of! If you wanna invite me to play, or even just have a friendly chat about anything, send a message my way and I'll reply as soon as I can =)
For those of you who are wondering, my roleplay interests include: Sci-Fi, Military, sometimes Fantasy, a Fandom one if I'm familiar with the source material, heck I'd be willing to dabble in an Apocalypse setting as well. I'm also willing to try new things as well if it seems fascinating enough. So hit me up with an idea any time and I'd be happy to share my thoughts with you.
Well, I feel like I've used up enough for your time. Thanks for caring enough to read all this, and I hope you enjoy your roleplay adventures as much as I have in the past and the present ^_^
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Part 1 - "Happy New Year..."
Rainclouds covered the sky in a dark overcast as Valhalla City became covered in rain. The ruined buildings and city streets were silent save for the patter of raindrops and the occasional movement caused by the wind.Be it from within or from the outside, all could see that this metropolis was just a shadow of its former self, less than a shadow even. But despite that, there are those who survive within it, forming their own routines and habits needed to preserve their life in this harsh environment. This day, something will break that routine
Suddenly, the city-wide emergency speakers began emitting some kind of high-pitched noise, like feedback from a microphone. It was happening all across Valhalla City. Outside of what used to be an electronics store were one of these many speakers. It drew a small pack of infected (who seemingly appeared out of nowhere from metal debris), towards it as they began snarling, scratching, or jumping up at the speakers. This sort of thing was happening everywhere, unfortunately dooming any survivor unfortunate enough to be near one when it happened.
Eventually, the feedback began changing to a more comprehensible voice. Though still garbled with static here and there, one could easily make out what it was saying. "Hello? Hello, is this thing on? Can anyone hear me? Actually... no, scratch that, none of you can respond right now. What the Hell was I thinking... Alright anyway, there's not much power left in the city so we need to make this quick. If any of you are alive we implore you to head over to Memorial Park. There will be armed people wearing neon green bandanas waiting for you. If you want to get out of this place alive, go there now. You have twenty-four hours to go there, after which the people waiting there will leave to bring the survivors over to our Safehouse. We cant risk Infected following different survivors if we told our exact location, so please cooperate. Let me say that again. If you want to get out of here, head to Memorial Park, and stick with the men wearing neon green bandanas. You have twenty-four hours. Good luck out there..."
And with that the speakers went silent once more, leaving any survivors who had heard it, wondering whether or not they should heed that message.
At an airfield near Valhalla City...
While the rain was already starting to pour, several military helicopters flew overhead, heading for a landing zone where they could refuel before the operation. Floodlights, tents, jeeps, and even tanks were littered across the field. On the runways were a few large cargo planes. Both active soldiers and civilian volunteers were running across the field in different directions to complete various duties. Inside of the main terminal of the airport, a large number of soldiers were being gathered. Many of them bore the U.N. patch on their uniforms, while equally many wore W.U. symbols on them.
A makeshift command center was created out of the terminal, with a large projector system set up against a clear wall. An impromptu stage created using boxes and containers, was propped against it. Soldiers chatted amongst each other, wondering what they would be told during their briefing. Their attention was diverted when the projector was activated and three people stepped up on the stage. One of them was an aged-looking bald man wearing military fatigues, the other was younger man wearing a white lab coat and glasses, and the last one was a woman wearing a formal officer uniform. The military man stepped into the middle of the stage where a microphone was.
"Attention!" The man said to get the soldier's to quiet down. "My name is Colonel Lionel Castor. I will be your field commander for this operation, and you will refer to me as Colonel or Sir. Now you all know why you're here. You are all volunteers who have shown traits which will make you invaluably useful to the search and rescue of people inside the Valhalla City quarantine zone." He said. He then paused for a moment before continuing.
"I wont lie to any of you; the threat is as real and dangerous as they say it is. Maybe even worse. So now I'm going to give the stage to Dr. Phillip. He is one of the scientists who has worked with the division who accidentally created this infection. He will brief you on everything we know so far about the infected. So my first order for all of you is to listen up! Chances are you will only hear what he has to say once, so keep your ears open and make sure you remember every single word." The Colonel continued. He then gestured at the man in the lab coat and glasses "Dr. Phillip, you may begin..." The Colonel finished as he stepped aside and allowed the other man to step up to the mic.
"Okay, I'm sure you've all heard rumors from both news and mouths as to the nature of this infection. I am here to either dispel or confirm these rumors. Everything I say shall be the exact truth." Dr. Phillip said. The projectors began showing a slideshow detailing information on the bacteria and the stages of infection.
"First off, the infection is passed on by having the fluids of an infected be injected into your bloodstream. We're unsure if swallowing the fluids have the same effect, but it would be best to avoid ingesting them all the same. Once infected, it has three stages. Phase one: Sickness, Phase two: Anger, and Phase three: Mutation. In Phase one, the infected person will claim to feel "unwell" yet they will have trouble explaining what it is exactly they feel is wrong with them. They are also prone to lethargy and will fall unconscious randomly, even if they are rested. At this point, the virus has only recently entered the body and has just found locations where it can thrive. The Sleepiness is the body trying to gain the energy needed to attempt to fight off the foreign infection. In Phase two, the infected will no longer exhibit sleepiness, but they will still feel unwell. They are also prone to fits of rage and will lash out at anyone for even the slightest reasons. Sometimes, there is no reason at all. They will also exhibit a craving for undercooked meat. By this time, the infection is starting to take them over, and making them become feral. Phase three is the final part of the infection. Their skin will change to a fleshy red look, as you can see on the projector. All of their mental faculties and reasoning are gone. What is left is now a fierce, cannibalistic hunter. Their senses of sight, smell, and hearing will be enhanced by this mutation, and they use these heightened senses to track down live prey and kill them for food. Once someone has reached Phase three, they are as dangerous as this infection gets." Phillip said, pausing to catch his breath, and give the soldiers time to let the information sink in.
"Once someone has entered Phase one, they can no longer be killed. Shooting, stabbing, dismemberment, or beheading will not kill them. They will only stay dormant for a limited amount of time as their body regenerates the lost parts and ejects the foreign weapons inside them. Phase one will stay dormant for about fifteen minutes. Phase 2, ten minutes. And Phase three, five minutes. The only known way to kill them off for good is to remove their spinal column, as that seems to be where they regenerate from. However, given how quickly they reawaken from dormancy, this is impossible to do unless they are restrained somewhere they cannot break out of. Still, the best courses of action are to leave the area after rendering them dormant, set them on fire to stop them from fully regenerating and fully reawakening, or drag the body off somewhere where they wont escape or will be able to track you from, like a locked room or a deep pit."
"The last thing I shall say to you all is this: Do not take them lightly. These are not your average, horror-movie zombies. They are brutal, clever hunters. And within the city, they cannot be killed. So keep your head sharp, and a weapon ready. Only your wits will see you through this alive... Colonel, I return to you the stage." Dr. Phillip finished as he stepped aside.
"I hope you all followed my order and listened to him. If you did, you are now fully aware of the dangers that lie ahead of you. So now... I will give you all one last chance to back out. There is no shame in leaving now, and I refuse to go in there with anyone who only volunteered half-heartedly. So if you are having second thoughts and wish to leave, you may exit the terminal and head to your respective leaders for debriefing." The Colonel said. He waited silently for a few minutes, and around four or five soldiers slowly left the building.
"Is that everyone who changed their minds? No one else?" The Colonel asked to make sure. "Alright then... All of you who remained here, I can say without a doubt are either the bravest or stupidest men and women I've had the pleasure of meeting. There's no turning back now. But before we prepare for the operation, let me introduce you to Lieutenant Cascades." Lionel said gesturing to the woman in the officer's uniform. "She will act as an advisor to us, and will relay new information and orders as needed. She will also be our only link to the outside world once we're in the quarantine zone, so try not to piss her off." He continued. "Anything you wish to say to our volunteers, Lieutenant?" The Colonel asked the woman. The Lieutenant shook her head. "Very well." Lionel said as he turned back to the crowd of soldiers and checked his watch.
"The operation will begin in one and a half hour, sharp! Head to the armory and pick up your standard equipment. Equipment includes an urban combat uniform, kevlar vest, the Multi-purpose ballistic helmet with gas mask and nightvision goggles, incendiary grenades, and an HK416 Assault Rifle and a Beretta M9 Pistol if you're not carrying your own specialized weapon of choice."
"Once you have your equipment ready, you're free to do whatever you please until the operation starts. By then, you should report to the designated helicopters which were assigned to each of you before you came in here. I'll be waiting for you all there. Dismissed!" The Colonel finished as he stepped off the stage and let the crowd disperse. He gave one last glance at the volunteers. "I hope these people understand the gravity of this situation. And will be smart enough to keep each other alive..." He thought to himself as he left to prepare for the deployment
Rainclouds covered the sky in a dark overcast as Valhalla City became covered in rain. The ruined buildings and city streets were silent save for the patter of raindrops and the occasional movement caused by the wind.Be it from within or from the outside, all could see that this metropolis was just a shadow of its former self, less than a shadow even. But despite that, there are those who survive within it, forming their own routines and habits needed to preserve their life in this harsh environment. This day, something will break that routine
Suddenly, the city-wide emergency speakers began emitting some kind of high-pitched noise, like feedback from a microphone. It was happening all across Valhalla City. Outside of what used to be an electronics store were one of these many speakers. It drew a small pack of infected (who seemingly appeared out of nowhere from metal debris), towards it as they began snarling, scratching, or jumping up at the speakers. This sort of thing was happening everywhere, unfortunately dooming any survivor unfortunate enough to be near one when it happened.
Eventually, the feedback began changing to a more comprehensible voice. Though still garbled with static here and there, one could easily make out what it was saying. "Hello? Hello, is this thing on? Can anyone hear me? Actually... no, scratch that, none of you can respond right now. What the Hell was I thinking... Alright anyway, there's not much power left in the city so we need to make this quick. If any of you are alive we implore you to head over to Memorial Park. There will be armed people wearing neon green bandanas waiting for you. If you want to get out of this place alive, go there now. You have twenty-four hours to go there, after which the people waiting there will leave to bring the survivors over to our Safehouse. We cant risk Infected following different survivors if we told our exact location, so please cooperate. Let me say that again. If you want to get out of here, head to Memorial Park, and stick with the men wearing neon green bandanas. You have twenty-four hours. Good luck out there..."
And with that the speakers went silent once more, leaving any survivors who had heard it, wondering whether or not they should heed that message.
At an airfield near Valhalla City...
While the rain was already starting to pour, several military helicopters flew overhead, heading for a landing zone where they could refuel before the operation. Floodlights, tents, jeeps, and even tanks were littered across the field. On the runways were a few large cargo planes. Both active soldiers and civilian volunteers were running across the field in different directions to complete various duties. Inside of the main terminal of the airport, a large number of soldiers were being gathered. Many of them bore the U.N. patch on their uniforms, while equally many wore W.U. symbols on them.
A makeshift command center was created out of the terminal, with a large projector system set up against a clear wall. An impromptu stage created using boxes and containers, was propped against it. Soldiers chatted amongst each other, wondering what they would be told during their briefing. Their attention was diverted when the projector was activated and three people stepped up on the stage. One of them was an aged-looking bald man wearing military fatigues, the other was younger man wearing a white lab coat and glasses, and the last one was a woman wearing a formal officer uniform. The military man stepped into the middle of the stage where a microphone was.
"Attention!" The man said to get the soldier's to quiet down. "My name is Colonel Lionel Castor. I will be your field commander for this operation, and you will refer to me as Colonel or Sir. Now you all know why you're here. You are all volunteers who have shown traits which will make you invaluably useful to the search and rescue of people inside the Valhalla City quarantine zone." He said. He then paused for a moment before continuing.
"I wont lie to any of you; the threat is as real and dangerous as they say it is. Maybe even worse. So now I'm going to give the stage to Dr. Phillip. He is one of the scientists who has worked with the division who accidentally created this infection. He will brief you on everything we know so far about the infected. So my first order for all of you is to listen up! Chances are you will only hear what he has to say once, so keep your ears open and make sure you remember every single word." The Colonel continued. He then gestured at the man in the lab coat and glasses "Dr. Phillip, you may begin..." The Colonel finished as he stepped aside and allowed the other man to step up to the mic.
"Okay, I'm sure you've all heard rumors from both news and mouths as to the nature of this infection. I am here to either dispel or confirm these rumors. Everything I say shall be the exact truth." Dr. Phillip said. The projectors began showing a slideshow detailing information on the bacteria and the stages of infection.
"First off, the infection is passed on by having the fluids of an infected be injected into your bloodstream. We're unsure if swallowing the fluids have the same effect, but it would be best to avoid ingesting them all the same. Once infected, it has three stages. Phase one: Sickness, Phase two: Anger, and Phase three: Mutation. In Phase one, the infected person will claim to feel "unwell" yet they will have trouble explaining what it is exactly they feel is wrong with them. They are also prone to lethargy and will fall unconscious randomly, even if they are rested. At this point, the virus has only recently entered the body and has just found locations where it can thrive. The Sleepiness is the body trying to gain the energy needed to attempt to fight off the foreign infection. In Phase two, the infected will no longer exhibit sleepiness, but they will still feel unwell. They are also prone to fits of rage and will lash out at anyone for even the slightest reasons. Sometimes, there is no reason at all. They will also exhibit a craving for undercooked meat. By this time, the infection is starting to take them over, and making them become feral. Phase three is the final part of the infection. Their skin will change to a fleshy red look, as you can see on the projector. All of their mental faculties and reasoning are gone. What is left is now a fierce, cannibalistic hunter. Their senses of sight, smell, and hearing will be enhanced by this mutation, and they use these heightened senses to track down live prey and kill them for food. Once someone has reached Phase three, they are as dangerous as this infection gets." Phillip said, pausing to catch his breath, and give the soldiers time to let the information sink in.
"Once someone has entered Phase one, they can no longer be killed. Shooting, stabbing, dismemberment, or beheading will not kill them. They will only stay dormant for a limited amount of time as their body regenerates the lost parts and ejects the foreign weapons inside them. Phase one will stay dormant for about fifteen minutes. Phase 2, ten minutes. And Phase three, five minutes. The only known way to kill them off for good is to remove their spinal column, as that seems to be where they regenerate from. However, given how quickly they reawaken from dormancy, this is impossible to do unless they are restrained somewhere they cannot break out of. Still, the best courses of action are to leave the area after rendering them dormant, set them on fire to stop them from fully regenerating and fully reawakening, or drag the body off somewhere where they wont escape or will be able to track you from, like a locked room or a deep pit."
"The last thing I shall say to you all is this: Do not take them lightly. These are not your average, horror-movie zombies. They are brutal, clever hunters. And within the city, they cannot be killed. So keep your head sharp, and a weapon ready. Only your wits will see you through this alive... Colonel, I return to you the stage." Dr. Phillip finished as he stepped aside.
"I hope you all followed my order and listened to him. If you did, you are now fully aware of the dangers that lie ahead of you. So now... I will give you all one last chance to back out. There is no shame in leaving now, and I refuse to go in there with anyone who only volunteered half-heartedly. So if you are having second thoughts and wish to leave, you may exit the terminal and head to your respective leaders for debriefing." The Colonel said. He waited silently for a few minutes, and around four or five soldiers slowly left the building.
"Is that everyone who changed their minds? No one else?" The Colonel asked to make sure. "Alright then... All of you who remained here, I can say without a doubt are either the bravest or stupidest men and women I've had the pleasure of meeting. There's no turning back now. But before we prepare for the operation, let me introduce you to Lieutenant Cascades." Lionel said gesturing to the woman in the officer's uniform. "She will act as an advisor to us, and will relay new information and orders as needed. She will also be our only link to the outside world once we're in the quarantine zone, so try not to piss her off." He continued. "Anything you wish to say to our volunteers, Lieutenant?" The Colonel asked the woman. The Lieutenant shook her head. "Very well." Lionel said as he turned back to the crowd of soldiers and checked his watch.
"The operation will begin in one and a half hour, sharp! Head to the armory and pick up your standard equipment. Equipment includes an urban combat uniform, kevlar vest, the Multi-purpose ballistic helmet with gas mask and nightvision goggles, incendiary grenades, and an HK416 Assault Rifle and a Beretta M9 Pistol if you're not carrying your own specialized weapon of choice."
"Once you have your equipment ready, you're free to do whatever you please until the operation starts. By then, you should report to the designated helicopters which were assigned to each of you before you came in here. I'll be waiting for you all there. Dismissed!" The Colonel finished as he stepped off the stage and let the crowd disperse. He gave one last glance at the volunteers. "I hope these people understand the gravity of this situation. And will be smart enough to keep each other alive..." He thought to himself as he left to prepare for the deployment
@|V|asterJay: I'd say sometime around January 22nd, so there will be a gap of about 6 days from when the Spec Ops teams went silent. The U.N. has been planning a rescue for quite some time, and has only recently been cleared by the W.U. to make it happen. So despite how quickly it was commissioned, the ones going in will still be well-prepared.
Also, I'm sorry for the delay on the IC. I was writing it up, but we had a sudden power outage and it was only recently restored >_<. I'll get back to working on it now...
Also, I'm sorry for the delay on the IC. I was writing it up, but we had a sudden power outage and it was only recently restored >_<. I'll get back to working on it now...
@IVIasterJay: Well, I mentioned to one of the other people who said they were interested, that there was still some form of observation going on early in the quarantine, which allowed the government to catch glimpses of survivors and cross-reference them with people in the records. So you could still include the insanity in the CS, or at least what was observed through the security cameras deep in the city and let people draw their own conclusions from the kind of behavior the CS implies.
IVIasterJay said
I'm interested in this and would like to make a citizen character, but before I do, what is your view on insanity in the rp? I'm thinking of making a fun oddball psychopath type character, as the setting just screams potential for mental breakdown.
You're free to make any sort of character you wish. Just make sure the info on insanity covered well in the CS. And I haven't played with an insane character before so this should be interesting =). Though when you make you make them do something very odd, at least give them a reason, even if it's only justifiable in their own mind XD
Voltus_Ventus said
Will we all start together or meet up? Or will we ever meet up?! Will I stay lost Roaming the city and trying to survive?! AM I GOING TO DIE?!?!?!
All of that is your choice. The soldiers will logically start together, but whether you will start near the other survivors or on your own, and whether or not you will die early is entirely your decision. =)
Nariata said
Ok. I like this, i like this alot. If there's a spot i'd lobe to join.
Sure! Write up a CS and I'll look it over.
In other news, I'm working on the IC now and it should be up very soon ;)
Just a heads up, Voidhawk has changed their character from a citizen to a soldier. will update the list accordingly now =).
@Voidhawk: Can I just ask you to clarify what your character's exact role in the operation will be (as I didnt seem to understand it very well). Will he be directing the air units from the Operating Base, or will he be directing them from within Valhalla City?
@Voidhawk: Can I just ask you to clarify what your character's exact role in the operation will be (as I didnt seem to understand it very well). Will he be directing the air units from the Operating Base, or will he be directing them from within Valhalla City?
@dancingpotato: Okay... no offense but your CS is very... lacking. Not to mention the fact that you seemed to have disregarded all that we have discussed up until this point which seems to imply to me that you're not trying to be an interactive part of the group. The lack of effort that's been put into the CS also says that your IC posts wont have more effort than this when we do begin it. I'm sorry but I'm going to have to deny you for the time being.
@Everyone Else: Sorry the IC isn't up yet, still haven't gotten around to it >_<. But I promise it will be ready soon.
@Everyone Else: Sorry the IC isn't up yet, still haven't gotten around to it >_<. But I promise it will be ready soon.
At least you're doing work, friend. I haven't even updated my novel in about 4 months! I just cant seem to get back into the swing of it lately >_<
Voidhawk said
Hey Rultaos, I'll switch and make my character a soldier. Give me a few hours.
Umm that's not necessary if you don't want to. If you want a Citizen role that's fine, don't feel forced to change XD
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