The Sickness
You're a pretty normal kid, I can see that. Had a good family, good friends. Your parents had enough money to send you to a decent school, maybe even sent you out of country. You might have had your issues, of course we all did, but things could have been worse. And they got worse.
You remember it. The sickness. You didn't think much at first, just a cold. A cough, runny nose maybe. And of course, the fever. Your teachers and parents kept talking about the nasty bug that was going around, probably a bad case of the flu and that's all. It only got worse though. There was a new kind of virus, not just affecting people at home, but across the world. Remember all those dead bodies... the purges? The army tried to stop it, but they were sick too. Almost everyone had it. Almost.
Children under 18 years old could not be affected. No one knew why, no one could explain why we weren't dying, we just weren't. Not from the sickness, at least. See the thing is, not all the adults died. The unlucky ones are still up and about. They're still walking the streets, but they are not the same people we knew. They are... they are something much, much worse. They're hungry. The whole lot of them are so, so hungry. And all they want is you.
Jesus fucking Christ Tim, stop being so melodramatic! Hey, I'm sorry about that but you know how he gets. But enough of that! Welcome to the new and improved Davenport Academy, one of the most *cough* prestigious *cough* boarding schools beautiful Kent, England! Yes, it might look a little rough around the edges, but all things considered its not bad.
We have running water, for now at least. No electricity, but there's a generator in the basement we could probably put to use. There might not be any WiFi, but the internet was overrated anyway. He have food though! Not nearly enough, but we're working on that.
But hey, no teachers, right? That wouldn't be an issue if they weren't all locked in the Administration Building, or waiting outside the walls trying to get in and eat us all. It's no problem, just don't think to hard about it and we'll be fine.
Of course, we also have zombies. Lots and lots of zombies. Don't be scared though, 'cause most of them are locked away in the Admin Building. So don't go in there, and you'll be fine! Probably. Honestly, I'm not going to make you any promises.
But hey, our number one rule here at Davenport is, "The teachers are dead, so let's have some fun!" Just try not to die and all. And don't think about your family to much because that's really depressing.
Fuck me.
Introduction
Hello, and welcome to the Apocalypse Academy , an RP loosely inspired by of Charlie Higson's book series, the Enemy. In this world, in case you haven't picked up on it yet, every single adult on planet earth has contracted a deadly disease that scientists can't explain. Most die, but some live on as zombie like creatures. Now it has been almost a month since the world has truly collapsed, and the students of the Davenport Academy in Kent, only a few miles from London, have managed to secure their school. Led by the self appointed "President" Jakob Kotze, the students managed to lock all of the diseased staff into the Admin Building, and fortify the wall around the campus. Still, only time will tell how long they will last.
Adults
They go by many names. Adults, sickos, walkers, infected and of course, Zombies. But zombies, while the most common term is not technically correct. The Adults have not died and been reanimated, and for all intents and purposes are still alive. It is however, easy to see the resemblance to zombies. They are diseased and feral in appearance, often covered in blood and puss. Of course, the fact that they are cannibalistic also helps to reinforce the idea that they are zombies.
But as they share the same unaltered anatomy as humans, they are just as easy to kill. A blow to the chest is just as effective as a headshot. They can feel pain, the same as they normally would. And depending on how far gone they are, some can even solve simple problems, but as the disease takes over their last bit of what made them human disappears too and all they can think of is food.
The School
Davenport Academy is located in Sevenoaks, England in the middle of Kent. It was a fairly well known school internationally (Don't google it because it's not real), home to some 1,000 students from not only the UK but across the globe. But this didn't mean it was safe, and sick teachers began to run amok around the school, killing several students. After the head master succumbed to the disease, a 17 year old named Jakobus Kotze took control, managing to put together a small militia of students who trapped the teachers inside the administration building.
A makeshift wall was also erected around a small section of the school, made of scavenged construction equipment and materials from the school, and has held so far. Now, a few hundred students remain, trying to survive as best they can.
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