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The Naran Outbreak (IC, OPEN TO ALL, MT)

Postby Norpel » Mon Apr 06, 2015 3:04 pm

The highly populated city of Naran, which is located just inside the boundaries of The Federation of Norpel, was established in 1889 by founder Henry S. Naran. The city of Naran was once a peaceful place, with blue skies, green grass, and beautiful houses. However, the city of Naran has now been besieged... besieged by many who call it, H2RN.

H2RN is a synthetic virus which was created in a Blacksite lab just 5 miles outside Naran. H2RN lives in the bloodstream, which allows it to move very fast through the infected victim's body. The virus then targets all major internal organs, shutting them all down, causing the victim to die painfully. Finally, after the victim has died, the virus takes approximately 30 seconds to bring its host back to life. However, H2RN has been known to mutate, causing some infected victims to become more extreme. For example, in 1959 when the H2RN research began, scientists that were working on the virus begun to see infected animals become more aggressive, with the ability to climb, run, and even jump. Now, this virus has even more unknown mutations, which could cause many infected to become even more powerful and extreme.

H2RN was only supposed to be weaponized in used as a last resort in the war against foreign terrorism. However, one infected subject had a mutated strain of H2RN and was able to break free of it's holding cell, infect all of the scientists and guard at the lab, and was able to escape into the wild. Now the virus has reached Naran, with few survivor groups still inside Naran. The government has abandoned Naran, after the Quarantine was established in 2014. The only things keeping the outbreak from spreading to the rest of Norpel, and possibly the entire world, are 200 foot tall walls and a vast bay where Norpelian battleships were once docked, but are now abandoned.

The PHA (Public Health Association) are funding the reasearch into finding a cure for H2RN , but have had no success so far. However, PHA has found an antidote which temporarily stops the spread of the virus. PHA has also begun dropping "care packages" all across Naran for the survivors. In these "care packages" are vials of the antidote, along with food and other necessary items which allow you to create and modify weapons. The "care packages" are usually marked with red smoke. Those who find the "care packages" are often better off for a couple of days.

All military personnel had also returned to base, which is named Alpha Base 1. Located in Northern Naran, this was the best strategic posiiton for the military to protect against the infected. However, the base was overrun and taken by surprise, and all military personnel died and are still in Northern Naran at Alpha Base 1. Anyone who secures this region will have the firepower to hold off for a long time against the infected, only if you prepare yourselves first!


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Postby Reptiian » Wed Apr 08, 2015 6:56 am

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Frank Gore woke up to sounds of banging on his room door he hurried to grab his knife and pistol.As he grab the gear the door fell and infected ran in he manages to shoot one and kill it before esacping through the window. Once outside on the balcony Gore grabbed a make shift rope and reppeled down the building. The sounds of screams and gunfire could be heard for miles.
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Frank Gore got off his plane looking up at the clean sky of Naran,Norpel walked into the airport went through security and got in his taxi to take him to his hotel. Once at the hotel Frank threw his bag on the bed and sat down.
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Postby Norpel » Wed Apr 08, 2015 8:32 am

2 Weeks Earlier

John Freeman, aged 28, left his house in the Norpelian Capitol of Washington to head to Naran, Norpel, one of Norpel's most famous tourist vacation spots. He had just arrived home from his medical discharge from the Norpelian Military when he decided to go to Naran to relieve stress. John had already bought his plane ticket and reserved a room at a hotel along the coast.

John flew for about an hour or two and landed at the Naran International Airport. He then flagged down a taxi, and told the driver where he wanted to go.
"Naran Resort Hotel along the beach" said John to his taxi driver. About an hour later, he arrived to his hotel and picked up his hotel room key. He was given a room on the fourth floor, the very top floor. He walked up to the door labeled "Room 413", opened the door, and sat down his stuff inside the room.

John then sat down on the bed, removing his military issued 9mm pistol and his combat knife, which was given to him during Boot Camp. He made sure that his 9mm pistol was loaded with one in the chamber, he turned his safety on, and put his knife back in his go-bag. He always carried his weapons with him, wherever he went. John then left his hotel room, took the elevator down to the lobby, and left to grab some grub.


0745, Wednesday April 08, 2015
John woke to the sound of banging on a nearby door. He figured it was just a couple pissed off at each other because of the fighting he overheard the other night. Then, his alarm clock on his phone went off, practically blaring. John jumped up, turned off his phone's alarm, and sat back down. All of a sudden, John hears a door being broken down, screaming, and shots from a semi-automatic weapon being fired. John grabs his weapons and his go bag and opens his door to see blood absouletly everywhere. John rushes across the hallway to see a man with a makeshift rope climbing down the side of the hotel, and people jumping out the window after him. John then noticed these were not normal people, these were peopled infected wih the H2RN virus, which he learned about during basic training.

After all the infected jumped off the balcony, John ran to the balcony as well, only to see the man that was climbing down had reached the bottom and ran off. John followed suit, and climbed down the side of Naran Resort Hotel. Once John's feet was on the ground, he turned and saw in the sky black smoke everywhere, fire, death, and blood.


"What in the hell? How did the virus get loose in Naran? Was this an accident?" asked John to himself. He then ran off towards the city center, hoping to find more survivors, and hopefully find the man who fired off those shots.
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Postby Twillis » Wed Apr 08, 2015 8:07 pm

2 Weeks Earlier:
Kharn Ulrek stood in the center of Twillis City gladiator pit over his fallen opponent that was attempting to crawl away. Kharn moved fast, already having decided this foe was worthy to have his head become a trophy, Kharn swiftly decapitated his foe with his signature axe GoreBringer. The crowd cheered as an announcer turned on the PA
"Folks Kharn has done it!!! He has claimed the championship and his freedom!!!"
By the end of the day Kharn had arrived in Naran sealing himself in his hotel room, his gun in a leg holster knife on a chest holster.

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As the knocking and banging sounds filled the hallway Kharn awoke his eyes bloodshot. He stood up his hair freshly cut into a mohawk, he swiftly drew his knife with his left hand his gun remained in its leg holster. Kharn screamed "who has dared to awake me!!" as he kicked down his door to see infected run off the edge and a man climb down a rope. Kharn screamed a blood curdling scream as he ran towards the stairs heading down gunning down a few infected until he reached the lobby. Everywhere he saw was in pandemonium, he took off towards the inner city hoping to find a safe zone, or some sort of way out.

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Postby Norpel » Thu Apr 09, 2015 8:34 am

11:45 a.m. Naran,

John has stopped to catch his breath inside of an abandoned building just down the street from the Naran Resort Hotel when he noticed some stairs leading up to the upper floors. He then takes the stairs up to the top floor, and tries to get a view of the street and hopefully find a way to the city center. John then notices a collapsable ladder and an entrance to an attic space in the far corner of the room.

John moves to the ladder, pulls it down, and climbs up into the attic space cautiously. After a primary search with his head just inside the attic space, he pulls himself up into the attic soace to conduct a more thorough sweep. After about 2 or so minutes, he concludes that there is nothing in the attic space, pulls up the ladder, and closes the hatch to the top floor. John then goes over to the attic window and opens it. He sticks his head out the window to get a good view of the street.
"This is the perfect vantage point, maybe I can setup here and scavange for more materials in the surrounding buildings" says John as he is looking out of the window.

After closing the attic window, John moves to the hatch and climbs down the ladder, putting it back into place once he is on the top floor. He then moves to the fire escape in the back, climbs down to street level, and begins searching the surrounding buildings with his 9mm pistol drawn. As John enters a nearby building, somethign falls and hits the ground hard next to him. John jumps as he is surprised by this falling object. John notices that it was a person, a person that had been bitten and infected with the virus.
"That scared the s**t out of me. I hope it doesn't come to that with me!"

John then moves on to the building he was going to scavange from with caution. He yields by the door, contemplating wether or not to bear the risk of getting infected. "I will have to be extremely careful, there might be infected in here, and that would not be good" John says as he opens the back door to the building. He enters with his weapon aimed at head level and does a quick sweep of the first floor. John ends up finding no infected on the first floor, however, he then begins to hear banging on the basement door. Reluctant to open the door, he puts his ear up to the door to try to hear if that was a survivor. He hears nothing but banging on the door, so he opens the door slightly, and the banging stops. All of sudden, the door bursts open, and an infected runs out of the basement. John, now on the floor from the door being flung open, picks up his pistol and shoots twice at the infected running towards him from the basement. The infected falls from the two 9mm bullets entering its forehead, right ontop of John.

"Screw this, I'm going back. I will come back here later after I have cleaned myself up." Now bloodsoaked and his heart still racing, he runs back across the street to the building he wanted to setup in, climbs up the stairs, and enters the attic room. He then changes clothes and lays down on the floor, wiping the blood off of his face with a towel from his go bag.
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Postby Reptiian » Thu Apr 09, 2015 9:09 am

11:46 Naran
Frank is running when he notices 2 dead civilians he searches the bodies for supplies and gets 1 machete and another M9 pistol when he notices a man running into a building he follows him into the building and yells "WHO GOES THERE" with the pistols drawn and the machete strapped to his back. The man just keeps running. Probally just another civilian. Frank continues to follow the man when he see a infected run to him frank shoots with the pistols and the infected drops dead to the ground. The man continues on Frank see more infected running toward the man he draws the M9 but doesnt have a shot. Then the man puts 2 rounds into the infected and runs off fast and Frank follows

Frank continues to follow the man into another building. The man goes up a ladder Frank stops at the base of the ladder. He hears a door open and close. Once the door closed he goes up the ladder and waits by the door he listens for movement. He looks out a window and sees 4 infected running to the building he aims the gun and the infected and fires killing 2 after that 8 more infected come running
"Shit fuck this"
He opens the door the man entered
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Postby Norpel » Thu Apr 09, 2015 9:44 am

Reptiian wrote:11:46 Naran
Frank is running when he notices 2 dead soldiers he searches the bodies for supplies and gets 1 shotgun and 1 M-4 assault rifle he reloads both weapons when he notices a man running into a building he follows him into the building and yells "WHO GOES THERE" with the M-4 drawn and the shotgun strapped to his back. The man just keeps running. Probally just another civilian. Frank continues to follow the man when he see a infected run to him frank shoots with the silenced M-4 and the infected drops dead to the ground. The man continues on Frank see more infected running toward the man he draws the M-4 but doesnt have a shot. Then the man puts 2 rounds into the infected and runs off fast and Frank follows

Frank continues to follow the man into another building. The man goes up a ladder Frank stops at the base of the ladder. He hears a door open and close. Once the door closed he goes up the ladder and waits by the door he listens for movement. He looks out a window and sees 4 infected running to the building he removes the silencer and aims the gun and the infected and fires killing 2 after that 8 more infected come running


OOC: After the Quarantine was established, all military personnel returned to Alpha Base 1 which is located in Northern Naran. Therefore, there would be no military personnel in the South, which is where all survivors begin. I suggest editing your post to better suit this ideal, and I apologize for not making that clear. I will edit the beginning post to accommodate for this ideal.
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Postby Reptiian » Thu Apr 09, 2015 9:47 am

Norpel wrote:
Reptiian wrote:11:46 Naran
Frank is running when he notices 2 dead soldiers he searches the bodies for supplies and gets 1 shotgun and 1 M-4 assault rifle he reloads both weapons when he notices a man running into a building he follows him into the building and yells "WHO GOES THERE" with the M-4 drawn and the shotgun strapped to his back. The man just keeps running. Probally just another civilian. Frank continues to follow the man when he see a infected run to him frank shoots with the silenced M-4 and the infected drops dead to the ground. The man continues on Frank see more infected running toward the man he draws the M-4 but doesnt have a shot. Then the man puts 2 rounds into the infected and runs off fast and Frank follows

Frank continues to follow the man into another building. The man goes up a ladder Frank stops at the base of the ladder. He hears a door open and close. Once the door closed he goes up the ladder and waits by the door he listens for movement. He looks out a window and sees 4 infected running to the building he removes the silencer and aims the gun and the infected and fires killing 2 after that 8 more infected come running


OOC: After the Quarantine was established, all military personnel returned to Alpha Base 1 which is located in Northern Naran. Therefore, there would be no military personnel in the South, which is where all survivors begin. I suggest editing your post to better suit this ideal, and I apologize for not making that clear. I will edit the beginning post to accommodate for this ideal.

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Postby Twillis » Thu Apr 09, 2015 10:59 am

Kharn ran fast into the inner city sliding in front of some sort of outdoors man shop, Kharn smashed the glass door running towards the camping section. After he reached it he slowed down moving from aisle to aisle until he found one containing sleeping bags, canteens and assorted knives, hatchets and machetes. He browsed the selection of items grabbing a sleeping bag and two canteens strapping them to his belt, he then took his time in examining the machetes, hatchets and knives until he picked out on of each. He strapped the machete to his back, knife in a boot holster, and hatchet in hand with the other holding the sleeping bag. He looked along the pack section choosing a double strap canvas bag and packed it with power bars and his sleeping bag.
"Out of the friggin frying pan." He said as he left the store walking towards a series of warehouses looking for a nice place to fortify.

Kharn moved fast slicing down an infected as it attempted to rush him his hatchet biting deep into its neck nearly decapitating it. With swiftness he drew his pistol in his left hand and fired 3 shots into two infected that were charging him dropping the first with the second being slowed he released his grip on his hatchet and drew his machete slicing entirely through its neck. He wiped off his blade on its shirt then returned it to its holster. He retrieved his hatchet and continued into a warehouse he had seen movement near.

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Postby Kenzinia » Fri Apr 10, 2015 8:22 pm

Friday, 10th April 2015
Southern Naran, 9:15 AM

Ken Callard ran as fast as he can to get away from the infected... freaks chasing him. There were less than a dozen, but he knew he won't be able to take them all down with just a machete and a 9mm pistol. "Shit, why didn't I go somewhere nicer in the first place?" He thought. He saw an alleyway up ahead and hid behind a wall as the freaks walked past him. He made sure there were none left, and he breathed a sigh of relief...

...Until one strangled him from behind.

2 weeks earlier
Ken Callard decided that it would be nice to get away from all the hard work of being a cop, and to go on vacation in the supposedly peaceful city of Naran in Norpel. He read in a website saying that the city was one of the country's most famous tourist vacation spots. That convinced him to buy an airline ticket directly to Naran and reserve a decent hotel room two days earlier.

The flight took about 7 hours from Redwood City, but he had a feeling that it would be worth it once he'd landed. Sure enough, the beautiful landscape, scenery and the clear blue sky was, indeed, worth it. He got in a cab and told the driver to go to a hotel a couple of blocks from the coastline. Once there, he put down his bags, lie down on the comfy bed, and read the tourist guide he got from the airport.

[OOC: Could you make a map of the entire city? It'll be useful to find where places are and where to go.]
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Postby Norpel » Sat Apr 11, 2015 7:11 am

Friday, April 10th 2015
Southern Naran, 12:00 noon


John was just about to fall asleep when he heard running and banging on the floor below him. John thought nothing of it, flashes of what just happen keep flashing through his mind. " I could've died then. I could have become one of THEM. Gladly, I have fast reflexes" said John with a huge sigh. John then heard something strange below him on the lower floors. John moved slowly to his go bag, not wanting to create any sound in case it was an infected. As John reached his go bag, the ladder and hatch that led to the floor below opened. "What the hell?" John whispers.

As the ladder slowly fell, John grabbed his gun and his knife, and ran to the window with the fire escape. He then opened the window to create an escape route in case things went wrong. Then, John heard a familiar sound, the ladder had touched the floor below and someone or something was climbing up. Now focused primarily on the movement, John raises his weapon towards the ladder and hatch. A head pokes out from the hatch and John says
" Come up here with your hands away from your weapons. Any rash movement, and you will die!"

John was actually scared out of his mind. Thoughts were running through his head at light speed, bouncing around like children on a sugar high. He kept thinking, "Am i going to die?" "Will I have to kill this survivor" "How did he know I was here" "Did he just get lucky and find me?". Now, John was sweating uncontrollably. He waited until he saw the hands of the "survivor", and he moved closer to the ladder, pointing the gun at the "survivor".

The gun was pointed at head level, and was practically touching the head of the unknown "survivor". John then says
"Get up here, slowly. No funny business." No it was becoming harder and harder to breathe for John, he felt he was suffocating. However, John thought " I have to push through this, I may be able to have an ally beside me, or I may die anyways, but in honor of battle."As the survivor came up, John became even more nervous, and was practically shaking by the time the unknown "survivor' came up off the ladder. The last thing john said to the man was, "What is your name and how did you find me?"

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Postby Kenzinia » Sun Apr 12, 2015 10:11 pm

Sunday, 12th April 2015
Southern Naran, 12:30 AM


It's now Sunday, and Ken lies on the bed in an empty abandoned apartment building. If only he was back in Redwood, he would grab a double cheeseburger and a cup of Pepsi. But here, the only thing he can eat is MREs he found in the apartment last night. Seemed like the guy who owned the apartment was a prepper.

He rubbed his right shoulder. Two days ago a freak got him from behind and scratched his shoulder. Fortunately he responded quick enough, grabbed his machete and stuck it to the freak's head, instantly killing it.

He heard some sounds outside and went over to the window to check what's happening. Several freaks just passed the building and they saw a couple of their friends lie dead on the road. Then they sped up their pace and got away, scared.

Ken decided that he could look for some care packages in the city's center, but he knew it would be too dangerous. He went over to a nightstand and opened the drawer. Inside were his 9mm pistol and two spare magazines. "Fuck. I'm gonna run out of ammo in a single fight." He thought.

He went over to the window and saw something he wished he saw since the beginning of this outbreak. A hunting shop just a block away. He grabbed his 9mm and his backpack, then went out of the building.

The streets were deserted. Normally there would be plenty of civilians walking around, enjoying their day, but now all's left is some rubble and abandoned cars. He walked over a small pile of rubble and got to the hunting shop.

The shop was half destroyed, its glass panel broken probably by other survivors. He went in through the unlocked door. Inside were some backpacks, traps, and other things you might need for hunting. He walked over to the firearms section to find all the guns were gone. Just as he expected.

He walked over to the cashier and checked under the desk. Sure enough, there was an M1897 Trench Gun in there. "Hell yeah! I can blast a couple of them freaks in one shot with this!" He exclaimed. It's empty though, but he walked around the shop some more and found a handful of shells. Then he went out.

There was a group of freaks on the other side of the road. When they saw Ken walking out of the shop, they charged at him. Ken ran away, occasionally firing a shot from his new-found shotgun. After a few minutes there were only two freaks left. He shot them both in the forehead with his 9mm and ran away to center of the city.
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Postby Kenzinia » Tue Apr 14, 2015 4:29 pm

Tuesday, 14th April 2015
Southern Naran, 14:50 PM


Ken decided to stop jogging and sat on a park bench to eat. Out of his backpack, he took out his last MRE pack. He would have to find food soon. After he'd finished his meal, he stood up and continued walking.

Earlier today, he'd fought a large group of freaks, more than a dozen. He emptied all his 9mm's ammo on them. 'Thank God I found the shotgun.' He thought. 'Or else I'd be dead by now if there's another group of those crazy freaks.'

He'd been hoping he would find a care package or some sorts, but it just won't happen. Maybe today wasn't his day, or maybe some other survivor looted all of it.

If there are any other survivors in this city.

Out of an alleyway across the street, a couple of freaks walked out towards him. He shouldered his trench gun and pulled out his machete. Machete pointed at the head of one of the freaks, he charged at them.

He hit the freak's head and it fell to the ground with a massive cut on his head. Before the other freak could turn around and avenge his friend's death, Ken stabbed him on the heart, killing him.

He wiped the drips of sweat that formed on his forehead. 'Woah, that was close.'
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Postby Twillis » Tue Apr 14, 2015 7:04 pm

Kharn had been fighting non stop since the outbreak began. No matter where he went in this world he always seemed to be fighting. Through using only his hatchet and machete he managed to save his few 9mm bullets. It was this day he finally ran out of food only having enough to fill his stomach somewhat and give him the energy needed.

After a few hours he had sneak he way towards an alley where he had heard sounds of fighting and stepped into it immediately seeing a man kill two of the aggressive fucks.
"Are you friendly?" Kharn grunted loudly his hatchet in his right hand, his left lingered near his pistol.

Kharn looked like his gladiator days, wearing black BDU pants and a ragged vest with what appeared to be one knee pad as a shoulder pad, and finger tip less gloves. On his back was a canvas bag and a machete.

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Postby Kenzinia » Wed Apr 15, 2015 3:31 pm

Ken's instincts kicked in as soon as he heard it. He turned around, trench gun ready to shoot if there were any more freaks in the alleyway. Thankfully, there were none. Instead, there was a man that looks like he's been fighting with bare hands.

'So there were other survivors in here. Good.' Ken thought.

He lowered his trench gun. "Oh sorry, I thought you were uh..." He said awkwardly. "By the way, yeah of course I'm friendly. The name's Ken. What's yours?"
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Postby Twillis » Sat Apr 18, 2015 8:37 pm

"Names Kharn Ulrek." Kharn grunted out "Nice gun." Kharn stood his ground even as the gun had been aimed at him. Kharn walked over hands away from his weapon holsters.
"You got anything to trade?" Kharn questioned "Specifically food." Kharn shifted his shoulders, shifting the weight of his bag.
Kharn looked around and listened for any signs of more freaks or survivors "Are you alone or you got a group?" Kharn said.

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Postby Kenzinia » Sat Apr 18, 2015 9:49 pm

"Thanks." Ken replied, shouldering his trench gun. "I wish I have food, but I ate my last pieces of food for lunch. I'm looking for a care package." He shook his head. "I haven't even seen another human for days, so yeah, I'm alone."

He heard some groaning sounds and turned around. Four freaks stood at the end of the alleyway. Three more closed off the other end. "Well, we're not alone now."
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Postby Norpel » Mon Apr 20, 2015 8:50 am

(OOC: Ok guys, first off, I apologize for not posting recently. I have been busy with IRL stuff. Work and whatnot to be specific. Secondly, we will continue on with the story as if he has died (hint hint). Just letting you guys know! Continue on! :) )
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