Anyone up for a zombie apocalypse role play? I remeber playing this game a while bck on another forum. If I remeber correct we need atleast four to five players to start. I will post the date and time the infection breaks out. In parts of the role play, I will post. What happens next(After our chracters meet up. And so fourth.)

Until write what your charcter is doing until then. We all are from the same city. And will have to meet somewhere, and team and well. I'm sure you've seen the movies. Until then Develop your charcter. First please post your chracter profile. If you have any questions or suggestions feel free to send me a message.

Name:
Backstory:

Also include what your chracter was doing during the infection)

Sounds cool.

Okay here I go.

Name: Vector

Backstory: a 21year old guy who doesn't has any occupation. But works at starbucks for part-time. He lives with his Mom at the centre of Zombie city.

At the time of infection spreadout, he was doing his laundry at home when a strange looking man knocked on his door with a wrench in his hand. Green gooo on the man's face easily told Vector that its time to say goodbye to this place.

Sounds awesome. Two more!

Damn! Its a pity. I dont think other peeps are interested in this.

Well, heck lets start anyway. Who knows maybe if we get into this, and read on. They might get into it aswell.

Here's my chracter.

Name:Marcus
Backstory:A homeless man, just looking for a hot meal. And a roof over his head.

At the time of infection he was down the ally. Drinking what was left of a budwiser. He heard screams coming from the streets. Out of bordom and a chance to go to prison for public intoxication. He checked it out. And saw brain hunger zombies. He buisted the beer bottle and was ready to run to the gun store.

Wooah! Marcus sounds to be a tough match for zombies. So should I start the story with 2characters?

Yes, feel free to. I'll start, so it'll give you a idea what to type.

Friday 18, 2012 ?? days before infection.

Marcus a homeless man, sitting on the corner. With a empity can that used to be dog food. Filled in. Holding it between his legs, hoping someone. Would drop even a penny. Watching the citzen's go by ignoring him. As if he wasn't nothing more, then trash. Although, he did smell like it. The same question always came everyday, different time. To ask himself. "Is this the high light of my life? Where did it all go wrong?"

you don't have to type it long like that. I just did to get into my chracter.

And at the same time Vector was face to face infront of a zombie which he thought could be Mr. Trucker his neighbour. But little did he knew what was to come. The zombie moved lifeless into the house. It grabbed vectors arm and was about to dig its shitty teeth into his left arm!! Vector couldn't believe how much strength this piece of junk corpse is using on his arm. He couldn't brake free.

Meanwhile...

Having nearly 20 and a half zombies chasing Marcus. The half being chiildren and teens. He ran with all his he had finaly making it to the gun store, although it looked like it had alrady been looted. And everything almost taken. He saw one weapon left, double barrel shotgun. He grabbed it, next to it saw a small box of shotgun ammo, grabbed it also and shoved it into his coat pocket. The horde of zombie's now sprinting into the gun store. Over all the broken glass's and the broken down door. Marcus ran up the stairs to the roof, he tried to close the door. But a zombie hand reached out before he could close it all the way. While holding the door close s much as he can. Trying to load the shotgun.

Vector was about loose hope and accept his destiny to be a zombie but there was a little hope. His dog Bruno attacked the zombie. This gave him a chance to make a run for it. Without thinking about his dogs fate, Vector ran outside which appeared to be a ghost town. He quickly searched for a weapon in garage. But none came to his sight except an old chainsaw. It still works. Suddenly he heard strange noise coming from 'Gun store' which was few blocks away.

With more and more zombie arms. Sticking out the door, touching Marcus on his shoulder. "Why me?!" He screamed out, finaly loaded up. The double barrel shotgun. He toke a breath. And saw only way out was to jump of to the next building not very far to jump. Yet, it would be very dangerous to even try. "EAT HOT LED YOU ZOMBIE f*****!" He yelled backing off the door. Shooting the first two zombies an amazing headshot hitting the other in the chest. Now scared like crap he ran as fast as he could toward the other roof. Knowing if he made it, he'd be safe.