OUTBREAK: A Survival RP (OOC/ENDED)

[Beiarusia]

Dat wall of text though!

Nice post, now, how the hell am I supposed to get out?

Tend to get carried away once I get into a flow (the curse of creative writing). How were planning to get out once Sam dropped the bomb in the first place? I mean, creating a distraction to escape but not having a plan to do so is a little lacking if not comedic. Figured Vincent could undo the barricade if need be after hearing the explosion, unless he's waiting for Sam to crawl back out of the vents in which case he's gonna be waiting for awhile. Though I'm sure he noticed the infected being distracted well before the bomb went off.

[Australian Antarctica]

Dat wall of text though!

Nice post, now, how the hell am I supposed to get out?

Tend to get carried away once I get into a flow (the curse of creative writing). How were planning to get out once Sam dropped the bomb in the first place? I mean, creating a distraction to escape but not having a plan to do so is a little lacking if not comedic. Figured Vincent could undo the barricade if need be after hearing the explosion, unless he's waiting for Sam to crawl back out of the vents in which case he's gonna be waiting for awhile. Though I'm sure he noticed the infected being distracted well before the bomb went off.

And probably he would have heard the vents collapse. Would you like to hear what I was planning?

[Beiarusia]

Tend to get carried away once I get into a flow (the curse of creative writing). How were planning to get out once Sam dropped the bomb in the first place? I mean, creating a distraction to escape but not having a plan to do so is a little lacking if not comedic. Figured Vincent could undo the barricade if need be after hearing the explosion, unless he's waiting for Sam to crawl back out of the vents in which case he's gonna be waiting for awhile. Though I'm sure he noticed the infected being distracted well before the bomb went off.

And probably he would have heard the vents collapse. Would you like to hear what I was planning?

Go for it. I'd like to know how Vincent is gonna get out of this mess.

[Australian Antarctica]

And probably he would have heard the vents collapse. Would you like to hear what I was planning?

Go for it. I'd like to know how Vincent is gonna get out of this mess.

I was planning to have Vincent wait for the bomb to go off, crack the door open a bit, if they are distracted move the opposite way. I was also probably going to make a second bomb to keep them distracted. As for getting out now, you said there was a bookshelf and a desk, right?

[Beiarusia]

Go for it. I'd like to know how Vincent is gonna get out of this mess.

I was planning to have Vincent wait for the bomb to go off, crack the door open a bit, if they are distracted move the opposite way. I was also probably going to make a second bomb to keep them distracted. As for getting out now, you said there was a bookshelf and a desk, right?

There was a bookshelf and a desk in the room we were hiding out in. Are you about to go MacGyver?

[Australian Antarctica]

I was planning to have Vincent wait for the bomb to go off, crack the door open a bit, if they are distracted move the opposite way. I was also probably going to make a second bomb to keep them distracted. As for getting out now, you said there was a bookshelf and a desk, right?

There was a bookshelf and a desk in the room we were hiding out in. Are you about to go MacGyver?

You know it. Desks are usually on wheels, so what I was thinking was turning the bookshelf over on it's side, bolting it to the top of the desk, and pushing the zombies back. I've got an image in my head, but it's hard to describe.

[Beiarusia]

There was a bookshelf and a desk in the room we were hiding out in. Are you about to go MacGyver?

You know it. Desks are usually on wheels, so what I was thinking was turning the bookshelf over on it's side, bolting it to the top of the desk, and pushing the zombies back. I've got an image in my head, but it's hard to describe.

I can imagine some carnage taking place.

[Australian Antarctica]

You know it. Desks are usually on wheels, so what I was thinking was turning the bookshelf over on it's side, bolting it to the top of the desk, and pushing the zombies back. I've got an image in my head, but it's hard to describe.

I can imagine some carnage taking place.

I can probably improvise a cannon as well...

[Australian Antarctica]

Picture the carnage!!

[Quensatango]

Name: Elmo Carrasquillo
Nation Name: Quensatango
Birthplace: Limon, Costa Rica
Ethnicity: Latino, Costa Rican
Age: 18
Pic/Description:

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Occupation: Pharmacy Assistant
Reason for being in Chicago: Residency, Work

Immunity:Carrier: TD-13 (If not then no immunity)

(OPTIONAL)
Personality: Elmo tries to distance himself from others often appearing cold and rude. However he is quite friendly and acts this way as a safety measure, if your patient enough Elmo will warm up to you. Despite everything that has occurred Elmo is still quite religious.
Skills: Knows his way around the city, he's a pretty decent runner, knows a little about medicine
Likes: Warm weather, the sun, day, being outside
Dislikes: The night, pain, killing, The coldness and cool weather
Fears: The infected, loosing people he cares for, complete darkness and silence

Bio:
Elmo was born in Limon Costa Rica to an upper-middle class family. Even though he had his families economic advantage Elmo always seemed to perform poorly on academics, this caused him to loose self-worth up to the point that he simply refused to go to school missing an entire semester. This would leave Elmo hanging around the "wrong crowed" much to the concern of his parents. They decided the best option was to move, so when his father was offered a job in America his parents eagerly jumped on the opportunity. Not only would America provide a new start for their son but it would also provide better pay.

America, or more specifically Chicago, proved to be an interesting place and a huge change from Limon. Unfortunately the good intentions of Elmo's parents worked against them. Elmo through out most of middle school and high school would be bullied about his speech barrier and name amongst other things. This not only caused his grades to plummet, but caused him to become involved in drug smuggling where he felt people appreciated him more. Though he had his faults Elmo would often be interested in his fathers stories about cases and the work he was doing, glad to feed his son's interest Elmo's father one day took his son to his work place. This inspired Elmo to study for the medical field, allowing him to get his act together both improving his grades and breaking his ties with his earlier illegal acts.When he was old enough he started working at a local pharmacy stacking shelves and working the cashier. In his free time he tended to wander the back to the actual clinic where he questioned the local doctor about medicine.

After Graduating high school Elmo began full time working at the Pharmacy even getting a chance to work behind the counter as a pharmacy assistant, during his time there he learned the basics of different medications and medicine. When the outbreak occurred his mother was the first one in his family to become infected, quickly succumbing to the illness. His father was the second to go though miraculously he survived longer even though he was on the front lines tending to others who where infected. For whatever reason Elmo seemed unaffected by the virus, or at least not as affected as others. When all hell broke and anarchy reigned Elmo unsure what to do and never truly cutting ties with his old smuggling friends group up with them in hopes of having a better chance of surviving. So far it hasn't been going well 4 out of the original 6 have died off leaving only Elmo and one other survivor to roam the streets.

RP Examples:
viewtopic.php?f=31&t=334151&hilit=Frank&start=150
viewtopic.php?f=31&t=339189
viewtopic.php?f=4&t=339467

[Mesrane]

Unfortunately, I will not be able to participate in this after all.

[Beiarusia]

Unfortunately, I will not be able to participate in this after all.

Sad to hear.

Name: Elmo Carrasquillo
Nation Name: Quensatango
Birthplace: Limon, Costa Rica
Ethnicity: Latino, Costa Rican
Age: 18
Pic/Description:

(Image)

Occupation: Pharmacy Assistant
Reason for being in Chicago: Residency, Work

Immunity:Carrier: TD-13 (If not then no immunity)

(OPTIONAL)
Personality: Elmo tries to distance himself from others often appearing cold and rude. However he is quite friendly and acts this way as a safety measure, if your patient enough Elmo will warm up to you. Despite everything that has occurred Elmo is still quite religious.
Skills: Knows his way around the city, he's a pretty decent runner, knows a little about medicine
Likes: Warm weather, the sun, day, being outside
Dislikes: The night, pain, killing, The coldness and cool weather
Fears: The infected, loosing people he cares for, complete darkness and silence

Bio:
Elmo was born in Limon Costa Rica to an upper-middle class family. Even though he had his families economic advantage Elmo always seemed to perform poorly on academics, this caused him to loose self-worth up to the point that he simply refused to go to school missing an entire semester. This would leave Elmo hanging around the "wrong crowed" much to the concern of his parents. They decided the best option was to move, so when his father was offered a job in America his parents eagerly jumped on the opportunity. Not only would America provide a new start for their son but it would also provide better pay.

America, or more specifically Chicago, proved to be an interesting place and a huge change from Limon. Unfortunately the good intentions of Elmo's parents worked against them. Elmo through out most of middle school and high school would be bullied about his speech barrier and name amongst other things. This not only caused his grades to plummet, but caused him to become involved in drug smuggling where he felt people appreciated him more. Though he had his faults Elmo would often be interested in his fathers stories about cases and the work he was doing, glad to feed his son's interest Elmo's father one day took his son to his work place. This inspired Elmo to study for the medical field, allowing him to get his act together both improving his grades and breaking his ties with his earlier illegal acts.When he was old enough he started working at a local pharmacy stacking shelves and working the cashier. In his free time he tended to wander the back to the actual clinic where he questioned the local doctor about medicine.

After Graduating high school Elmo began full time working at the Pharmacy even getting a chance to work behind the counter as a pharmacy assistant, during his time there he learned the basics of different medications and medicine. When the outbreak occurred his mother was the first one in his family to become infected, quickly succumbing to the illness. His father was the second to go though miraculously he survived longer even though he was on the front lines tending to others who where infected. For whatever reason Elmo seemed unaffected by the virus, or at least not as affected as others. When all hell broke and anarchy reigned Elmo unsure what to do and never truly cutting ties with his old smuggling friends group up with them in hopes of having a better chance of surviving. So far it hasn't been going well 4 out of the original 6 have died off leaving only Elmo and one other survivor to roam the streets.

RP Examples:
viewtopic.php?f=31&t=334151&hilit=Frank&start=150
viewtopic.php?f=31&t=339189
viewtopic.php?f=4&t=339467

ACCEPTED.

[Australian Antarctica]

Like my last post Bel? Can I call you Bel? Yeah, I'ma call you Bel.

[Imperialisium]

Name: D
Nation Name: Imperialisium
Birthplace: Berlin, Germany
Ethnicity: German
Age: 20
Pic/Description: 6ft 3, 240 pounds






Occupation: Apprentice to a Blacksmith/College Student
Reason for being in Chicago: Lived there after family moved to America a decade prior.

Immunity: Yes, but due to previous infection that proved beneficial.

(OPTIONAL)
Personality: Quiet, Serious, Possessing a dry humor
Skills: Skilled swordsman and martial artist.
Likes: Loyalty, courage, and trustful people (which should be rare by now)
Dislikes: Basically anything else.
Fears: Fear of letting someone die because of him.

Bio:
D or Dietrich as he was once called, was born in Berlin, Germany at Sankt Marie Hospital on December 30th, 1994. Dietrich and his family moved to the United States in May of 2004 for career reasons. Dietrichs parents both worked in the medical profession and had transferred hospitals to work in higher levels of administration. So the young Dietrich was enrolled in a Chicago school. Dietrich has always been considered a rather shy individual during his youth. Unlike his three siblings who proved to be quite gregarious individuals. Instead Dietrich focused his energies in the sphere of martial arts. Practicing judo and swordplay at the local dojo when he was 11 years old.

When Dietrich turned 14 he began to work 'under the table' for a local artisan that specialized in leather working and metallurgy. Smithing arms and armor for anachronistic or historical institutions as a side job. Thus the young Dietrich was also taken in as an apprentice due to his keen interest in such endeavors. He learned how to forge, mold, and decor various metals as the years passed. On top of being an above average student, something he became adept at, but at a lack for a social life. Truth be told no small amount of bullying was directed at Dietrich for his 'loser' status.

So when he graduated there came no surprise he would go into college for medicine. To follow in his parents footsteps and those of two older siblings. Then the outbreak occurred. Dietrichs younger sibling, a brother, died within the first few hours of the Bio-attack. Panic spread as the quarantine went up. Dietrich had been working during the time of the bio-attack. But his family managed to escape the quarantine by a meager 2 hours. Heading South-East to the family's mountain lodge in West Virginia.

As the days went by the rioting started in Seattle, then Chicago. The situation seemed to get worse as looting occurred closer and closer to the lodge. Then the lodge was attacked by looters, leading to the death of Dietrichs parents as they fought off the attackers. Dietrich was led by his two older siblings back West in the family's SUV. All around them civilization was collapsing, and the two older brothers ended up getting bitten and infected near Lake Michigan. Leaving Dietrich alone, but he was a shell of a young man he'd been before. Driven only by the purpose of survival. Broken in this horrific land of the infected. His only belongings are his Sword, Encarmine, and his personalized body armor.

That was when he was bitten by one of the infected. Dietrich should have died, and he entered a short term coma within a looted department store. Groggily awakening to a hazy memory of what happened prior, and thus D was born. He stumbled from that department store heading in the general direction of Chicago. Stopping at a horse farm to take into his own a stallion. Cars being to unreliable now.

As the days passed till it reached the present D came into his own. Learning of his new found abilities from the infection. His greater speed, and strength. His ability to see in the dark, and his finer reflexes. But also a sensitivity to sunlight. So he always wore a wide brimmed hat, and a black faded long coat to help shield him from the sun's rays.

By day 27, though D was not counting, He'd arrived in Chicago.
RP Examples:

https://forum.nationstates.net/viewtopic.php?f=31&t=341217

https://forum.nationstates.net/viewtopic.php?f=31&t=280935

[New Grestin]

Like my last post Bel? Can I call you Bel? Yeah, I'ma call you Bel.

Threw out a post. Feel free to respond when you get a chance. We can get IC formalities out of the way.

Assuming you don't shoot me, of course.

[Australian Antarctica]

Like my last post Bel? Can I call you Bel? Yeah, I'ma call you Bel.

Threw out a post. Feel free to respond when you get a chance. We can get IC formalities out of the way.

Assuming you don't shoot me, of course.

I won't. Tayner on the other hand, not so sure. I'll post tomorrow.

[Vacif]

Me and Deramen are thinking of revoking our posts about meeting each other and ending up at the abandoned house, cause we're getting confused with what's going on. That okay with everyone one or should we just roll with it, and split up cause reasons?

[Quensatango]

ACCEPTED.

Thanks, I'll probably get a post up tonight if not tomorrow.

[Beiarusia]

Looks like we've got a Mexican standoff happening in Sears Tower.

Name:D
Nation Name: Imperialisium
Birthplace: Berlin, Germany
Ethnicity: German
Age: 20
Pic/Description: 6ft 3, 240 pounds
([url=http://s14.postimg.org/xocwm2brx/22674dc0e3dc42fdb3b6e615e626001c.jpg]Image)[/url]

([url=http://s14.postimg.org/xpmufhdlp/Amano_DProfile.jpg]Image)[/url]

([url=http://s14.postimg.org/ulc6iowt9/tumblr_mj5onxyk7s1reiwfeo1_500.jpg]Image)[/url]

Occupation: Apprentice to a Blacksmith/College Student
Reason for being in Chicago: Lived there after family moved to America a decade prior.

Immunity: Yes, but due to previous infection that proved beneficial.

(OPTIONAL)
Personality: Quiet, Serious, Possessing a dry humor
Skills: Skilled swordsman and martial artist.
Likes: Loyalty, courage, and trustful people (which should be rare by now)
Dislikes: Basically anything else.
Fears: Fear of letting someone die because of him.

Bio:
D or Dietrich as he was once called, was born in Berlin, Germany at Sankt Marie Hospital on December 30th, 1994. Dietrich and his family moved to the United States in May of 2004 for career reasons. Dietrichs parents both worked in the medical profession and had transferred hospitals to work in higher levels of administration. So the young Dietrich was enrolled in a Chicago school. Dietrich has always been considered a rather shy individual during his youth. Unlike his three siblings who proved to be quite gregarious individuals. Instead Dietrich focused his energies in the sphere of martial arts. Practicing judo and swordplay at the local dojo when he was 11 years old.

When Dietrich turned 14 he began to work 'under the table' for a local artisan that specialized in leather working and metallurgy. Smithing arms and armor for anachronistic or historical institutions as a side job. Thus the young Dietrich was also taken in as an apprentice due to his keen interest in such endeavors. He learned how to forge, mold, and decor various metals as the years passed. On top of being an above average student, something he became adept at, but at a lack for a social life. Truth be told no small amount of bullying was directed at Dietrich for his 'loser' status.

So when he graduated there came no surprise he would go into college for medicine. To follow in his parents footsteps and those of two older siblings. Then the outbreak occurred. Dietrichs younger sibling, a brother, died within the first few hours of the Bio-attack. Panic spread as the quarantine went up. Dietrich had been working during the time of the bio-attack. But his family managed to escape the quarantine by a meager 2 hours. Heading South-East to the family's mountain lodge in West Virginia.

As the days went by the rioting started in Seattle, then Chicago. The situation seemed to get worse as looting occurred closer and closer to the lodge. Then the lodge was attacked by looters, leading to the death of Dietrichs parents as they fought off the attackers. Dietrich was led by his two older siblings back West in the family's SUV. All around them civilization was collapsing, and the two older brothers ended up getting bitten and infected near Lake Michigan. Leaving Dietrich alone, but he was a shell of a young man he'd been before. Driven only by the purpose of survival. Broken in this horrific land of the infected. His only belongings are his Sword, Encarmine, and his personalized body armor.

That was when he was bitten by one of the infected. Dietrich should have died, and he entered a short term coma within a looted department store. Groggily awakening to a hazy memory of what happened prior, and thus D was born. He stumbled from that department store heading in the general direction of Chicago. Stopping at a horse farm to take into his own a stallion. Cars being to unreliable now.

As the days passed till it reached the present D came into his own. Learning of his new found abilities from the infection. His greater speed, and strength. His ability to see in the dark, and his finer reflexes. But also a sensitivity to sunlight. So he always wore a wide brimmed hat, and a black faded long coat to help shield him from the sun's rays.

By day 27, though D was not counting, He'd arrived in Chicago.
RP Examples:

https://forum.nationstates.net/viewtopic.php?f=31&t=341217

https://forum.nationstates.net/viewtopic.php?f=31&t=280935

ACCEPTED but a few things. 1) I don't think he should look too medieval. 2) Good luck keeping a horse alive for long when everything wants to eat it.

Me and Deramen are thinking of revoking our posts about meeting each other and ending up at the abandoned house, cause we're getting confused with what's going on. That okay with everyone one or should we just roll with it, and split up cause reasons?

If you want, though I'm more in the category of let's see where this goes. Unless it gets too chaotic to understand.

OP Note: We have a lot of accepted characters. Should I begin being more picky about allowances or keep it as it is in case of inactives? If suddenly someone becomes active then it could get confusing with a lot of people, so I want to try and avoid that if at all possible.

[Imperialisium]

Looks like we've got a Mexican standoff happening in Sears Tower.

Name:D
Nation Name: Imperialisium
Birthplace: Berlin, Germany
Ethnicity: German
Age: 20
Pic/Description: 6ft 3, 240 pounds
([url=http://s14.postimg.org/xocwm2brx/22674dc0e3dc42fdb3b6e615e626001c.jpg]Image)[/url]

([url=http://s14.postimg.org/xpmufhdlp/Amano_DProfile.jpg]Image)[/url]

([url=http://s14.postimg.org/ulc6iowt9/tumblr_mj5onxyk7s1reiwfeo1_500.jpg]Image)[/url]

Occupation: Apprentice to a Blacksmith/College Student
Reason for being in Chicago: Lived there after family moved to America a decade prior.

Immunity: Yes, but due to previous infection that proved beneficial.

(OPTIONAL)
Personality: Quiet, Serious, Possessing a dry humor
Skills: Skilled swordsman and martial artist.
Likes: Loyalty, courage, and trustful people (which should be rare by now)
Dislikes: Basically anything else.
Fears: Fear of letting someone die because of him.

Bio:
D or Dietrich as he was once called, was born in Berlin, Germany at Sankt Marie Hospital on December 30th, 1994. Dietrich and his family moved to the United States in May of 2004 for career reasons. Dietrichs parents both worked in the medical profession and had transferred hospitals to work in higher levels of administration. So the young Dietrich was enrolled in a Chicago school. Dietrich has always been considered a rather shy individual during his youth. Unlike his three siblings who proved to be quite gregarious individuals. Instead Dietrich focused his energies in the sphere of martial arts. Practicing judo and swordplay at the local dojo when he was 11 years old.

When Dietrich turned 14 he began to work 'under the table' for a local artisan that specialized in leather working and metallurgy. Smithing arms and armor for anachronistic or historical institutions as a side job. Thus the young Dietrich was also taken in as an apprentice due to his keen interest in such endeavors. He learned how to forge, mold, and decor various metals as the years passed. On top of being an above average student, something he became adept at, but at a lack for a social life. Truth be told no small amount of bullying was directed at Dietrich for his 'loser' status.

So when he graduated there came no surprise he would go into college for medicine. To follow in his parents footsteps and those of two older siblings. Then the outbreak occurred. Dietrichs younger sibling, a brother, died within the first few hours of the Bio-attack. Panic spread as the quarantine went up. Dietrich had been working during the time of the bio-attack. But his family managed to escape the quarantine by a meager 2 hours. Heading South-East to the family's mountain lodge in West Virginia.

As the days went by the rioting started in Seattle, then Chicago. The situation seemed to get worse as looting occurred closer and closer to the lodge. Then the lodge was attacked by looters, leading to the death of Dietrichs parents as they fought off the attackers. Dietrich was led by his two older siblings back West in the family's SUV. All around them civilization was collapsing, and the two older brothers ended up getting bitten and infected near Lake Michigan. Leaving Dietrich alone, but he was a shell of a young man he'd been before. Driven only by the purpose of survival. Broken in this horrific land of the infected. His only belongings are his Sword, Encarmine, and his personalized body armor.

That was when he was bitten by one of the infected. Dietrich should have died, and he entered a short term coma within a looted department store. Groggily awakening to a hazy memory of what happened prior, and thus D was born. He stumbled from that department store heading in the general direction of Chicago. Stopping at a horse farm to take into his own a stallion. Cars being to unreliable now.

As the days passed till it reached the present D came into his own. Learning of his new found abilities from the infection. His greater speed, and strength. His ability to see in the dark, and his finer reflexes. But also a sensitivity to sunlight. So he always wore a wide brimmed hat, and a black faded long coat to help shield him from the sun's rays.

By day 27, though D was not counting, He'd arrived in Chicago.
RP Examples:

https://forum.nationstates.net/viewtopic.php?f=31&t=341217

https://forum.nationstates.net/viewtopic.php?f=31&t=280935

ACCEPTED but a few things. 1) I don't think he should look too medieval. 2) Good luck keeping a horse alive for long when everything wants to eat it.

Yeah, the pics do make him look medievally. But that's stuff he's made from being an apprentice to a tradesman. He's not walking around in a suit of armor or anything. Plus the mismatched costume shows things he's scavenged. Like the hat, his coat, clothing and stuff are all things he's looted or found.

[Beiarusia]

Looks like we've got a Mexican standoff happening in Sears Tower.


ACCEPTED but a few things. 1) I don't think he should look too medieval. 2) Good luck keeping a horse alive for long when everything wants to eat it.

Yeah, the pics do make him look medievally. But that's stuff he's made from being an apprentice to a tradesman. He's not walking around in a suit of armor or anything. Plus the mismatched costume shows things he's scavenged. Like the hat, his coat, clothing and stuff are all things he's looted or found.

Alright. ACCEPTED either way. I only ask they you not be too OP see as how he could probably be so.

[Imperialisium]

Yeah, the pics do make him look medievally. But that's stuff he's made from being an apprentice to a tradesman. He's not walking around in a suit of armor or anything. Plus the mismatched costume shows things he's scavenged. Like the hat, his coat, clothing and stuff are all things he's looted or found.

Alright. ACCEPTED either way. I only ask they you not be too OP see as how he could probably be so.

No problem, I find OP characters boring to role play anyways. So no worries there

[Beiarusia]

To those currently in Sears Tower, good luck.
Wait, I'm in the Sears Tower!?!?

If Sam needs to be moved around for what is about to take place, the feel free to not wait on me for minor adjustments to her position or actions.

[Vacif]

What's a Reaver look like again?

[New Grestin]

To those currently in Sears Tower, good luck.
Wait, I'm in the Sears Tower!?!?

If Sam needs to be moved around for what is about to take place, the feel free to not wait on me for minor adjustments to her position or actions.

Gonna throw a post out and take the first shot.