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Wrap Up Zombie Apocalypse "Chapter 2" RP - Sign Ups

tr1age

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Chapter 1 of the Zombie Apocalypse is about to end. We have learned this may not just be as simple as "The Walking Dead". Everyone but one made it from Chapter 1 to Chapter 2. Velma-Renae might either be trapped in the rubble or dead.(( greeneguy )) Some are a little more banged up than the others. Feel free to read what happened and sign up for the next part of the adventure. If you signed up in the previous post please confirm you are good to go here.


For surviving Chapter 1 the reward for the in game characters is: A box of matches containing 5 matches. Each person will have this going forward, when you choose to use it is up to you. You do not need to mention it in story to get it, just know you own it.

Guidelines: Out of character chat is defined by (( out of character )).
The story will begin once we have at least 5 characters.
How to talk: When it begins you will want to talk about yourself and what you say using a format similar to: "Fuck that is huge", I said in a gasp.
Posts: Keep your entries brief, no longer than a paragraph to keep the storyline going.
Interaction: DO NOT KILL OR WRITE STORY ACTIONS FOR OTHER PEOPLE IN THE AREA. You can of course reference them and interact but how they respond is up to them.
The Captain: This player will decide what your actions consequences are. So choose wisely. Think of it like D&D but if you cast magic misile into the darkness you will probably be swarmed by a billion zombies and die. If you die you can sign up on the sign up page again under a new name and begin in the next chapter.
Chapters: Each Zombie RP session will be broken up into chapters to let others join in later if they are so inclined and also give a sense of progression and accomplishment to those who have finished. As well bonuses, such as weapons, food, housing will be provided to those who make further into the chapters.
Start Date: Chapter 2 will kickoff on Feb 28th or when everyone has signed up that wants to prior. We may just have rolling invites through the 28th so the current members can continue on their journey sooner. And your signup will then trigger an event.


Sign-Ups
Name:
Gender:
Age:
Equipment you may have on your person:
Where you were at the time of the explosions:
Brief bio:
Appearance:
 
Name: Jack "Bolt" Bolamos
Gender: Male
Age: 26
Brief bio: Jack Bolamos grew up in a car engine. From the start he was fixing, improving and rebuilding anything with a motor. Once he finished high school he joined the Marines and served as a Door Gunner on a Blackhawk helicopter.
After serving two tours overseas, he returned home to pursue a career in law enforcement and fulfilled his love for vehicles by rebuilding his father's old mustang. Jack was due to start his first tour of duty as a police officer the day the nuclear device went off. He managed to make it underground with a group of survivors....

Appearance: Fit, short but well built. He is a bit worn from the events that transpired after the nuke. His police uniform has seen better days but it still does its job.

Quoted my old sign up, just added the necessary changes.


Equipment you may have on your person: Tactical shotgun with a full magazine and two extra slug shells, combat knife, matches saved from the bunker rubble.
Where you were at the time of the explosions: Taking cover behind rubble after pumping the beast full of lead.
 
/in! Not sure if I'll use my second character or not, was too late to introduce him in Chapter 1. D:


Name: Cid Ohiem (ha.. haha. :p)
Gender: Male
Age: 28
Equipment brought to the surface: Backpack containing rations and water supplied by the base, his own medical kit containing numerous surgical tools along with general first aid items, an excessive number of sharp objects (knives, razors, picks, needles), and a pistol with a single box of ammo buried in the bottom, forgotten.
Brief bio: Before the apocalypse, Cid was a surgeon of some note; perhaps one of the best, had it not been for the numerous deaths under his watch. Deaths which he could have prevented. Cid never feels more alive than when the life of another is in his hands, and too often he has had the urge to take that life. More often he sates this urge outside the hospital, lest others get suspicious. Cid is extremely cautious, meticulous, and clean, almost to the point of obsession.
Due to his quiet and thoughtful nature (well, and the killing), Cid lacks social contacts. So when the apocalypse happened, he was not in any immediate danger, and merely watched the chaos unfold as he planned his next move. This led him to the First Resistance Base, where his medical ability was in great need. Here he treated the wounded, experimented in fighting zombification, and assisted in putting down those too far gone - much to his secret amusement. Soon he will be dispatched to the surface as a team's medic, which worries him as it would be difficult to take a life when travelling with a small group. Hopefully there will be plenty of zombies.
Appearance: 5'11" with light brown/blonde hair, a fair complexion and fierce blue eyes. He could be considered handsome if he bothered to take care of himself, but he is too preoccupied with his thoughts to try. He eats and sleeps not nearly enough, making him somewhat gaunt and spooky-looking, but always very neat and clean, a strange contrast with an unappealing result.
Name: Marty Rynn​
Gender: Male​
Age: 13 and a half​
Equipment brought to the surface: The clothes on his back, a stolen pistol with only the ammo that was in it, and some miscellaneous items in his pockets including a small swiss army knife, paper clips, and an almost-empty lighter.​
Brief bio: The bombs dropped while Marty was on his way home from school. He was only 14 then, and very confused. He heard people talk of something maybe happening, but this... absolute panic in the streets, everywhere, people running and screaming and killing each other. He ran home as fast as he could, or at least what used to be home. The windows were broken, the door open... then he heard gunshots from inside. 3 of them, followed by a man screaming in pain, or anger, or maybe both, he didn't know, he was too scared to look, too paralyzed with fear. He was relieved when his father came out, but that relief was crushed when he saw that his dad was wild-eyed and covered in blood with a baseball bat in his hand. He grabbed Marty and hauled him to the car, not answering any of his son's questions. Just threw him in and took off. As they left the driveway, though, one of his questions was answered. Through the broken glass, slumped against a wall, was his mother; dead.​
He started crying then, flailing to get out of the car, beating his dad. He couldn't see anything through his tears. All he knew from then was that they started spinning, and he felt like he was going to throw up. Probably did. It would explain the smell. He was dizzy, hurt, lost, confused... bleeding. Someone took him then, someone wearing white, spotted in red. It's all he remembers before waking up in the base, alone. Around him were many people, some screaming, some crying, some utterly silent with horridly empty eyes. He was cared for, but knew none of these people. The doctor that helped his wounds seemed nice but creepy. He saw those with families, kids with their parents, and grew angry, frustrated. He wanted out.​
These feelings only grew the more time he spent in the base, despite his generally positive and upbeat attitude. All those people, with their families... he hated seeing them, hated being around them, hated being locked up in the base. He wanted nothing more than to get away, and didn't care to where. Once he heard rumors of the doors going to open and about the potential hostilities outside, he stole a gun and started planning a way to get out; being so young with no guardian he figured they'd want to keep him locked up. Those adults, always thinking kids like him couldn't do anything for themselves. He'd show them.​
Appearance: Just an average 15 (and a half) year old boy, who if anything looks younger than he is. Short and thin with medium brown hair and bright hazel eyes, wearing the only clothes he had - a t-shirt with an amusing zombie on it and cargo pants - very much tattered now.​
 
I'm going to take a break. This plus the Resistance game has been a lot to keep up with. I feel like I need to go with one or the other, and I'd rather focus on the game at this time. I'll be following closely. Max will make a triumphant return! ((And hopefully be less lame))
 
You MAY die if you don't participate in each chapter, just saying. We need to keep the group together so if we move and you are not there we cannot move you for you.

There are plans for Chapter 2 that could keep ya on your feet but not all the way till the end. So just food for thought.
 
My Previous APP

Updated info:

Where were you at the time of the explosion?: Hiding in a pharmacy surrounded by zombies. (the subsequent explosion lured said zombies away from the pharmacy)

Equipment:(all equipment is unchanged unless noted) 12 .223 rounds. [The original ammount and magazine size he had was unmentioned before so for the sake of story telling. 3 magazines(20 round). 2/3 were full and now only one magazine has ammunition in it, and it has 12/20 .223 rounds.]
 
Reminder this chapter will be kicking off today when I wake up. So please get your applications in if you wish to participate. Those from chapter 1 who didn't contact me I am assuming you will still be joining us! See you in THE APOCALYPSE!
 
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