Zombieland (OPEN, MT, IC)

[Curstonia]

OOC: Ok guys, I just saw ZombieLand (the movie); and it made me wont to make a zombie apocalypse thread. Now take this rather seriously (which isn't what they do in the movie), no killing a hundred zombies in less then a minute just because you think you should be UBER bad-ass. If your a regular person who has never been trained to fire a gun, then your probably not going to kill 10 zombies with 10 shots.

The zombies themselves have three stages. First there is the runner. these are your typical, it detects you and tries to eat you zombie. Next there is the faker. These zombies are uncommon, but what Fakers do is they act very human, they even look human (no rotting flesh), these zombies tend to be the victims who had very small bites and have turned within the last week. But once you get rather close, they tend to become beastial and behave more like runners. Then of course there are the sloggers, your slow, dumb, decaying zombie. Sloggers wont show up until about two weeks after the first mass infections because zombies don't become sloggers until there flesh has really started to decay or they haven't had anything to eat in a while.

Zombieism cam only be transmitted blood on blood contact (bite or an open wound that gets zombie blood in it), or sex (I really hope your not hoping to score with a zombie), so if a zombie pukes on you or you blow ones head off a bit to close to you....... that's all rite........as long as you cover up those cuts. And the best way to kill a zombie is to destroy the head of course, but if you pump one full of lead it will still die.

The Curstonian city that this will be taking place in is Curtonia City. Normally Curstonian cities have civilian armories with military grade weapons so that the average citizen can arm him/herself against foreign invasion. But in Curstonia City there is NO civilian armories (to prevent rioters from seizing control of the government), and most citizens in the city are forbidden to own guns. It is laid out a lot like New York City, just that it has walls and most of the southern half has smaller buildings (more of the tourist area) and there is waterfront all along the western side. (I'm just making the city up as I go, so if you need any info we can work it out.)

All I require from you to sign up is a brief description of your character. Age, body type, past jobs,what weapons they have as of first thread, and a scenario of why he/she is in Curstonia. And I'm open to many ideas to this thread, I like it when it's a little-bit of everyone's design. So if you think of something that might be cool throw it out there, but no super zombies.

(My Character)

Name: Kurt Mathews

Job: military

Body type: Fit

Weapons: two 9mm pistols (one silenced), a "sawed-off" (4 shot) leaver action 12gauge, and a bolt action 308 hunting rifle with a hunting grade scope.

Brief description: Kurt is a Curstonian Legionnaire (which is why he is allowed to own so many guns) who was on two months leave when the zombie outbreak occurred. Kurt has no family to worry about for his mom died in child birth and his dad died in the last major conflict with one on Curstonia's enemys. He is 6'2", can run a mile in 5 minutes, and can bench almost 300 pounds.......Ya the legion will do that to you. Kurt is currently in Curstonia City's ONLY gun store (mainly ammunition), which is located in the upper half of the city near the waterfront.

[GAT POPPERS]

Name: Sean James

Job: Gang banger

Body type: skinny and fit

Weapons: 1 UZI submachine gun and 6 magazine

Brief description: Sean is part of the crips street gang he was in Curtonia City because he had to take "care" of someone. he has realized that with the zombie outbreak no one is guarding the banks he hopes to take advantage of this he is located in a apartment down the street from the gun store. all his homeboys were out last night he dosent know if they are still alive.

[Curstonia]

(IC) It had been hours since the riots had began, but something was different about this one. The people seemed to act feral, running wildly like beasts at people, then scratching and biting and beating people to death........though more then once Kurt had watched victims get up an join the crowd (while watching the news). Kurt had went across town to get to his good friends gun-shop. But when he got there, there was 5 corpses near the entrance, and blood smeared all over the floor. Kurt assumed the worst, so he helped himself to all the ammo he could fit in his tactical vest, and ammo pouch.

Suddenly Kurt heard a burst of automatic fire, immediately he assumed it was Bob (the shop owner). He made sure all of his guns were fully loaded, and went into the direction of the gunfire, which happened to be an apartment complex.

[Spredronia]

Name: John Doe (nondescript names FTW)

Job: Military

Style: Fit

Weapons: Various: during the apocalypse he managed to find many military grade-weapons and ammo. He usually carries his own custom-built weapon which he crafted out of a SOPMOD, an SL8, an L85, and an XM8 drum clip, and 6 mags at a time

IC

John just ate. Today was another day in his life. The riots were happening, and he had reached enough trustworthiness to carry his custom-made weapon, which he called the AR-09, around. He walked outside and saw the riots, then got into tactical gear and started heading into the crowd.

The crowd ran towards him after repeated calls, insults to mothers, and swears, so John opened fire on the zombies while slowly stepping back.

[Industrial Enigmatics]

OOC: Would it be possible for me to role play my entire corporations response to the out break? I wouldn't engage in a full scale war to eradicate the zombies since the director of my company is clinically insane. Since we develop... unfeasible technologies I see this as a good place to utilise them, otherwise we'll be trying to analyse the Zombies for any benefits they hold for us.

[Andy Joseph]

Name: Andrew Garcia

Job: Police Force

Weapon: a pistol, a double barreled shotgun, and a taser

body type: fit

TWO HOURS AFTER FIRST INFECTION

"We have a report of a minor disturbance in central Curtonia CIty. There's some kind of rabid animal biting some of the citizens," reported a voice over Andrew's radio, "could somebody please check it out?" I responded not knowing the hell I had just gotten myself into.

FIVE HOURS AFTER FIRST INFECTION

Screams and cries for help rung through central Curtonia City, and with every scream heard I seemed to grip my shotgun even harder. I've lost count of how many people I killed and I was running out of ammo. So I decided to head towards the nearest gun shop to pick up some more. Then I raised my shotgun and began blazing away at anything that got in my way.

[GAT POPPERS]

Sean fired a burst of ammo at a runner the runner fell sean was sitting in a chair smoking his last joint.
he got up and pushed a table in front of the door then he put a chair on top of that and last but not least he pushed a coffee table up to the door. he went to look out the window and saw a man running toward the apartment he didnt recognize the guy. sean decided that he should try to box up the windows as soon as he got the supplies. he had 6 boxes of cereal, 2 frozen pizzas,15 protein bars, 7 heinekins, a gallon of milk, a bottle of jamaican rum and 10 bottles of water. he hopped in bed to chill. it had been 7 hours since the infection started.

[Curstonia]

OOC: Would it be possible for me to role play my entire corporations response to the out break? I wouldn't engage in a full scale war to eradicate the zombies since the director of my company is clinically insane. Since we develop... unfeasible technologies I see this as a good place to utilise them, otherwise we'll be trying to analyse the Zombies for any benefits they hold for us.

(OOC) That should be fine, especially since Curstonia is fighting a winning fight against the zombies. The regular cities have rallied into militia and the military is currently defending major political buildings until evack arrives. But if you wont to do something rather unique, just don't get too crazy.

(IC) Kurt entered the building, he slung his rifle and whipped out his sawed-off shotgun (which I'm changing to a lever action for those who care (: ). He went strait to the first door and knocked "Excuse me! Is anyone home?" And with no answer he continued going door to door, searching the building for anyone sane enough to put there hands up when confronted with a gun.

[Spredronia]

Eventually John had killed off the zombies. He was running low on the 5.56 ammo he needed, so he entered a nearby building, busting open doors behind him, not knowing another human was inside.

(OoC: Meet-up time? I say yes.)

[Curstonia]

Kurt was startled! A man just bust threw the door behind him, Kurt pointed his gun at him. "HANDS OVER YOUR HEAD! NOW!" But then some rather sickly looking people entered the room and almost jumped on the man when Kurt emptied his shotgun into them, then drew one of his pistols and pointed it back at the man. "hands up now......"

[Spredronia]

Kurt was startled! A man just bust threw the door behind him, Kurt pointed his gun at him. "HANDS OVER YOUR HEAD! NOW!" But then some rather sickly looking people entered the room and almost jumped on the man when Kurt emptied his shotgun into them, then drew one of his pistols and pointed it back at the man. "hands up now......"

John simply stared, and ducked when the zombies jumped on him, adding a few shotgun bursts himself. He looked at the man, and said, "I'm the one with a customized assault rifle. Who are you, anyways?"

[ZOMBlELAND]

Zombieland welcomes Zombieland

[Curstonia]

"I'm the one with who isn't looking to get mauled by some lunatic, and were did you get an assault rifle in this city anyway?"

(OOC) just for the future, once the groups are settled we are going to skip about a week and a half to allow the infection to really spread.

[Curstonia]

Zombieland welcomes Zombieland

And ZombieLand welcomes ZOMBIELAND (:

[Spredronia]

"I'm the one with who isn't looking to get mauled by some lunatic, and were did you get an assault rifle in this city anyway?"

(OOC) just for the future, once the groups are settled we are going to skip about a week and a half to allow the infection to really spread.

(OoC: Sure thang.)

John replied, "My name's John Doe. I work in the military. I was shown to have such a remarkable talent with weapon maintenance that the military told me that if I could combine multiple weapons in a three-week period, I'd get to keep it. I used the barrel and reciever of an M4A1 SOPMOD, the dual pistolgrip/stock of an SL8, the magazine from an XM8 Automatic Rifle, the L85A2's scope, an M203 grenade launcher, and a flashlight. And that's how I ended up with this. It's a weird story, don't you think?"

[Ceannairceach]

OOC: I found time, and I want to re enter this RP, if I could

Name: Joshua Terten

Job: Organized Crime

Body type: Athletic

Weapons: AK-47, 2x 9mm, Switchblade, Magnum Revolver.

Brief description: Joshua lives in an apartment in the Waterfront District, right next to a local school. He is a Capo it a Boss in the city, and he is well respected. He is hot headed, and considered a little rough around the edges. He has training in a lot of weaponry, and is a great shot. His only family is a younger brother, who still lives in their home country of Ceannairceach with a foster family. Joshua is 20, and joined the Mafia at 16, dropping out of school. He was driving home the night of the infection.

IC: Joshua was just getting home, and was tired from a day of hard work. He pulled into his parking space, and parked the car. He put the keys into the glove box, and left the car. He walked behind it, whistling a jolly tone. He popped open the trunk, and pulled out his AK and a suitcase, a suitcase he would protect with his life. He closed the trunk, and walked up the stoop into the building. He proceeded upstairs, hearing screaming and yelling from some of the rooms. He shrugged it off, and continued to his room on the third floor. He opened the door, and threw his AK on the Love seat, and put the case on the floor. He plopped himself on the couch, and turned on the TV. Their was no signal, so he turned on the radio. It was the emergency broadcast system. He was worried about his Family, so he called the Boss. He got the machine. This was odd because a call from him usually was answered on the first ring. He left a message, and hung up. Joshua paced around, when he heard a rapping at the door. Not a knock, but a ravaging bang. He pulled out the 9mm in his jacket, and waited. Suddenly the door burst open. A decaying human ran in, ready to kill. Surprised, Joshua shot at the stomach and lower chest. Not even fumbling, the Zombie kept on running for him. In a swift act, he ran to a nearby stand-up lamp. He took it, and slapped him on side of the head. He kept hitting it until the head until it was flattened. He looked at the bites in the things arm, and quickly figured it out. He picked up the AK and slung it around his shoulder, picked up his case, and ran to his car. He hopped in and started the car, and stepped on the gas.

[Justorica]

Name: Jonothan Stewarts

Job: Presidential BodyGuard

Body type: Fit, Muscular

Weapons: AK-47 (6 clips of ammo) , 1 Super Shorty, (12 gauge, 4 packs of 6 slugs, so 24 slugs.), 1 Glock 17 (12 clips of ammo ), and 1 sharpened metal boomerang with laser guidance and remote control.

Short Description: Jonothan was taking a vacation in the city when the outbreak happened. He found some other survivors and barricaded the top floor of an apartment. They destroyed the stars and barricaded the stairway exit to their floor. The cut the power incase zombies could use elevators. The barricaded the door, and found their floor had lot's of vegetable gardens. They had food now. Looks like the 13th floor of a building isn't so unlucky.

[Wutaco]

OOC: You dont mind if I start off in the middle of your story right Justorica?

Name: Anton Gatorii

Job: Gun Shop Owner

Body Type: A little out of shape, but still pretty fit. Tall

Weapons: M-16, 2 grenades, Scottish Broadsword

Description: It was a typical day in the city when the outbreak started. He was able to hold his store with his 3 sons for about 4 hours, but they were tricked by a band of fakers. His sons were killed and he was on the move with some weapons he had on him. He joined up with a band of survivors and held up in an apartment building. Anton was currently manning the gun and watching out of one of the windows.

[Justorica]

Jonothan thought his group of 3 ( 4 including himself ) would be ok here. The 13 floored building contained 20 apartments. Each apartment was loaded with food, and as he remembered he told his team before, each one had a medium sized vegetable garden. He heard a pounding at the elevator door. "Who or what the hell could that be?" He aimed his Glock 17 at the elevator door. "Shoot for the head" he thought. He knew from when Justorica was attacked by zombies, that a head shot was the only way too kill on of these things. He saw a hand break open the elevator doors. A faker came out. "I was about to shoot you. You should have said you were a human.." then the thing attacked him. He shot it 3 times in the forehead. He kicked it down the elevator shaft. He saw that the elevator had shut down at the 12th floor. He counted 5 other zombies in the elevator. He didn't want to waste his ammo, so he took a butcher's knife he found in one of the apartments and started cutting the elevator cord. It took 30 minute, and a zombie attempting to jump up. Put he cut 1 of the cords. The weight broke the other cords.He pried the doors closed and went back to were his group was.

[Curstonia]

Name: Joshua Terten
He fired for its heart, but it just stumbled a little. He was out, and he ran for the kitchen. He took a stand up lamp, and smashed its head in. He kept smashing it, until it was flat. He reloaded his gun, grabbed his AK-47 and suitcase and ran for his car. He hopped in and took off.

(OOC)For the future, some shots to the heart would kill the beast, its just that firing indiscriminately into it's torso would do little to stop it. And I'm going to have to say no to the boomerang Justerica, I'm fine with the ridiculous amount of ammo but the boomerang is too much.

(IC) "Well, that story was pretty long for just a gun. But I'm Kurt Mathews and I'm looking for one of my friends or any friendly people willing to help get threw this disaster. I'm also in the military, I part of the 501st praetorian Guard (basically the Israeli national guard), what company are you part of?.................(after you answer that) Do you have any idea why these people are doing this? I swear I've put down a dozen of these assholes and they don't seem to care."

[Orhrzhov]

Name: Obrik eg Pevek

Jobs: Plumber/Combat Engineer

Body Type: Slightly over wait but still has muscle

Weapons: A Monkey Wrench, A Zippo Lighter and a can of Axe, A 45 scoped cal with 1 and a half clips left, a police baton, and a .32 scoped hunting rifle.

Description: Obrik was a plumber who got drafted in the random selection act. After four consecutive terms he was relieved of duty. He moves to Curstonia three years ago, he had a wife but she died due to a miscarriage, the night before the outbreak. His mom still lives in the Orhrzhov Capital. He's currently help up in his Flat, with plenty of supplies. The loneliness though, thats making him a bit insane.

[Zeonic Frontier]

Name: Matthew Wright

Job: Convenience Store Worker Without A Cause

Age: 17

Body Type: Fit Enough To Pass Regular Examinations

Weapons: Small Pipe

(IC)
Matt Slowly Walks Around His High School With His Small Pipe In Hand. He Spots The Janitors Skeleton Key Has He Picks It Up. Unfortunately High School Bully Turned Runner Zombie Billy Loomis Spots Him Has He Begins To Run Towards Matt. Matt Takes Notice And Runs To The Stairwell With Loomis Close Behind Him. Has He Heads To TheThird Floor He Quickly Turns And Enters The Science Room Door And Locks It Behind Him. Loomis Comes Soon After and Bangs On The Door Anxious To Kill Matt. He Notices The Window Next To Him. Though He Is Three Floors Up And Can't Jump Down He Also Notices The Apartment Complex Next To The School. "HELP!" Matt Screams Hoping That Someone May Help Him.

[Jeuna]

Name: Eli Roth
Job: Grand Dragon
Body type: Aryan
Weapons: Shotgun, AR-15, Hi-Power, burning crosses, racial superiority
Brief description: Being a Dapper Dan man, he is suitably chafed to find his supply interrupted by marauding mud people. He seeks to rectify this situation.

[GAT POPPERS]

sean heard shotgun blasts loud enough to wake him up. he jumped up and grabbed his gun he ran toward the door and took everything off the door he opened it and walked slowly down the steps he heard another blast. he headed to the room where he thought the blast were coming from. he yelled " hey any survivors in their. im gonna walk through the door."

[Ceannairceach]

Name: Matthew Wright

Job: Convenience Store Worker Without A Cause

Age: 17

Body Type: Fit Enough To Pass Regular Examinations

Weapons: Small Pipe

(IC)
Matt Slowly Walks Around His High School With His Small Pipe In Hand. He Spots The Janitors Skeleton Key Has He Picks It Up. Unfortunately High School Bully Turned Runner Zombie Billy Loomis Spots Him Has He Begins To Run Towards Matt. Matt Takes Notice And Runs To The Stairwell With Loomis Close Behind Him. Has He Heads To The Third Floor He Quickly Turns And Enters The Science Room Door And Locks It Behind Him. Loomis Comes Soon After and Bangs On The Door Anxious To Kill Matt. He Notices The Window Next To Him. Though He Is Three Floors Up And Can't Jump Down He Also Notices The Apartment Complex Next To The School. "HELP!" Matt Screams Hoping That Someone May Help Him.

Joshua was speeding down the road when one of the most cliche things ever happened right outside of the High school: His car broke down. Jason made some swears to god, yelled at his car, and finally left it. He got his case and emptied it out into his duffel bag. He slung that around his free shoulder, and pulled out his two 9mm. He was about to head toward the area that the radio said was safe, when he heard a scream coming from the school. He heard a kid creaming from the third floor "help" over and over again. He thought if it was worth it. "A school must have a bunch of them in it, so I might die. Or, it could have a single zombie in it and ten odd survivors." He decided to risk it. He checked to make sure his guns were loaded, and went up to the door. After putting his ear to it, he heard nothing, and pushed it open. inside, some of the lights were still working. He saw a stairwell, and took them. Their were blood marks all over the walls, and even he, a hardened murderer and criminal, was sick to his stomach. He had crushed peoples heads in with sledgehammers, but even he hadn't seen anything like this. He got to the second floor, and he heard that the screams had gotten louder. He still had one more floor, but this flight had been destroyed to the third floor. He waled out, and looked around. Suddenly, a Runner started to run toward him. He pulled his gun, and shot a couple shots into its heart and head, bringing it to a halt. Two more came up, and he released a full clip from one of the 9mm on them. He reloaded it, and looked around. He reckoned it was safe, and he continued to the next set of stairs. He got their, and started up. He now heard the same grasping that was at the door to his apartment, only this was at a glass and wood door. He slowed down, and when he reached the top, he burst out of the well, pointing both guns in two directions. He saw his target to the left: a runner, grasping at the door. it turned to him, showing its half-rotted face. He said "Goodnight, and don't you come back." He fired a shot into its brain, sending it splattering against the wall. He ran th the door, and said "Hey in their! come on out, its sa.... well, its better than before."