It started with disturbing news..

"Public buses were ordered off the roads of a remote Chinese town to control the possible spread of deadly pneumonic plague that has killed three people and seemed poised to claim a fourth victim Wednesday, residents and authorities said."

"The officers had gone to a house at Inverell, in northern NSW, after a report that a woman had been cut by a broken window about 5.50pm on Saturday. But when they arrived, a woman allegedly attacked them. The woman's family then joined in the assault, police said. Eight more officers called to the scene had to use capsicum spray to quell the disturbance. One of the officers was briefly admitted to hospital while two policemen suffered swollen and bruised faces and one was bitten on the arm."

"Authorities have set up a cordon with a 17-mile (28-kilometer) radius around Ziketan, more than 300 miles (480 kilometers) west of Beijing, residents say. Calls to the town and provincial public security bureaus rang unanswered."

.. Then the government lost control

You live in a city, outside of New York. The radio is talking about living dead, while the television is showing intelligent people, who is talking about how this disaster could happen. Outside of your windows, you see these creatures, devour living humans! You can hear an ambulance calling, but it doesn't seem to drive away, or closer. You opens your door, seeing the ambulance that has been toppled, and zombies are about to bite a screaming woman. It's too late for her. But what about you?

[Currently we are in the middle of class 2 and 3.]

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Rules
1. Be nice.
2. No chat-speaking.
3. Keep romance pg-13.
4. Gore is allowed. You have been warned!
5. Keep it realistic. I don't want to see 12 year old kids, run around with big guns, unless they have a good reason for being able to handle it.
6. Food will rotten! So you can't run around and eat fresh food, unless you know where to get it.
7. There is no electricity, besides those who has a emergency generator. (But they don't last forever either!)
8. It's okay to swear, when you are in-character, but don't make it personal.
9. No godmoding
10. No supernatural power or features (Cat ears, tails, you know..)

Outbreaks
Class 1: Very small outbreak, between 1-20, usually in a Third World country, or First World rural area. This is the outbreak that is easiest to go unnoticed.
Class 2: Total zombies will range between 20-100, usually in urban or densely populated rural areas.
Class 3: A true crisis. Zombies will number in thousands, encompassing an area of several hundred miles. Could last in several month, in a state of emergency, riots, looting and panic. Those living in the infected areas only have them self to depend on.
Class 4: The zombie hordes has grown large enough to dominate the entire planet. Humanity is driven to the brink of extinction, there is no government, and those who are still alive, have almost no safe place to go.

Zombies
Slow creatures, cannot open doors, and does not have superhuman strength. When they are alone, they are not much of a threat, but if you are surrounded by hundreds, there is little to no chance of surviving. They cannot walk up stairs, but can use some hours on climbing them, slowly. They can't jump, run or communicate, but when they set their eyes on a victim they release a deep-throated moan. They don't recognize each other (They don't even perceive each other when walking into each other) and can't cooperate in hunting humans. Since many zombies are decaying, they loose limps and eyes. Even without eyes, they can find their prey, and we do not yet know, how they do it. They cannot hear or smell, and feel no pain. The only way to kill them is to destroy the brain, with bullet or other means.

Profile
PM me with your profile if you want to join. No half-finished profiles, and don't begin RPG'ing before you are accepted.

Name:
Age: (11-32)
Gender:
Height:
Bio:
Orientation:
Picture: (Only if you have one)

Name: Dante Blood
Age: 19 years
Gender: Male
Height: 176 cm
Bio: Dante's father was a very outgoing man, and used to take Dante on survival trips in the woods, or in the mountains. Dante knows how to use a knife to get food, or to defend himself. When he's thinking, he bites his lower lip, and stares at his problem, and is good at reading maps. On the downside, he isn't very used to women, and tends to get confused around them. And in a pinch, he gets very bossy, and sometimes shouts at people. But he's trying his best.
Orientation: Biseksual

Name: Alex Nev
Age: 21
Gender: male
Height: 6 feet and 6"
Bio: Alex was born into a family with little or no money. His father was a drunk who would spend all hs family's on booze. One day alex said enough was enough andkilled his father with a base ball bat. He hid the bidy in a sewer. he is scard that the zombie of his dad will come back and try to kill him. He loves root beer and will kill to get some. That also means he will jump of and cliff to get some (and do other stupid stuff).
Orentiantion: hetrosexual

Name: Vivi LeFleur
Age: 23
Gender: Female
Height: 5'4''
Bio: Shortly after the outbreak, Vivi escaped from the mental institution she'd been confined to after the deaths of her parents in a fire that destroyed their home. Having spent most of her life in the hospital, she lacks the social graces of a "normal" girl her age. However, this discrepancy has served her well so far; she has a keen survival instinct and will do whatever it takes to stay alive. She does not let her morals get in the way of logic, and realizes that to survive in an undead world, looking out for oneself should be the primary goal.

She has little to no experience with firearms, but is skilled with unconventional weapons (i.e. fighting using her environment).

Orientation: Heterosexual

Name: Ryan Underling
Age: 23
Gender: Male
Height: 6'1"
Bio: Ryan was a Marine sniper when he was in the army and always loved guns. After he left the army, he joined the police force, only to find that his first call was to an insane families house. One of his men was bitten and two others were severely beaten.
Orientation: Straight

Name: Justin K. Abrimov
Age: 26
Gender: Male
Height: 5'11
Bio: Not much is known about the enigmatic Mister Abrimov. What is known from the data we collected is that he is a member of the research organization Rosenkov. But strangely; the data refers to his section and occupation as a "Loyalty Cleaner"; which is not anywhere on the official Rosenkov records. And even more strangely, Justin Abrimov does not officially exist; no birth certificate, no entries in public records, nothing. But, as these records clearly state, he not only exists but was given a high-up rank in the organization. More information was garnered when an eyewitness claimed to know of Mister Abrimov, and not only know him but know him very well. She claimed that he was a ruthless and self-centered man with a cool conscience and a itchy trigger finger. She also claimed that he was not quite human, but she refused to say anything else. And said witness could not be interrogated further due to a mysterious accident that claimed her life. Regardless, Justin Abrimov is a man we must keep an eye out for, if only to gain the knowledge of the 'Loyalty' branch of Rosenkov.
Orientation: Not known; assumed bisexual

Name: Dahlia Wakeman
Age: 25
Gender: Quite Female
Height: 5'8"
Bio: Owning the local flower shop with her twin sister Delilah, it seems that their little business has been booming, and not just by the usual old ladies and prospective gentlemen, but quite a number of business men and women looking to pay high price for a certain flower. An underground drug scheme, the twins have been a front for local drug trafficking, certain flowers chosen to hold fragments of everything from LSD to Crystal Meth. It was well under wraps, as the dealers were the ones buying flowers and paying high price, mass quantities could be delivered.

Dahlia's sister, Delilah, had left for business prospects in another state, hoping to open their second store, the outbreak happened and Dahlia is unsure whether her sister is alive or not. Able to camp out in the flower shop, reinforce doors and is quite able to use firearms do to her lucrative business, the high class entrepreneur has managed to stay alive despite her appearances.

She is cocky and untrusting and Dahlia, whether human or once human, is not above putting a bullet between someone's eyes if they are in any way a threat.
Orientation: Pansexual

It was dark around him. It felt like he was falling, fast, knowing that he would hit the ground soon. Screaming. Someone was screaming. Finally, he opened his eyes, and fell off his bed. "Huh.. Eh..?" He wondered over the weird dream, when he heard the scream again. Jumped up to his skylight, to try and locate the source of the scream. It took some seconds before it dawned on him that something was wrong. An overturned ambulance, and several car alarms howled, while 10-13 people slowly walked around the streets. When they saw another man, they would moan and move against them.
Dante wondered how he could sleep in all that noise, but he himself screamed, when he saw the slow humans, caught up to some of the fleeing people. The slow humans grabbed a pregnant woman, and .. Gnawed at her arm! The woman screamed, and all the slow people gathered around her, tears, rips and bites her. She had almost been torn up throughout the stomach when her guts tumble out, and before she closed her eyes, she held her arms in the air as she begged for forgiveness.
Dante couldn't watch anymore, and turned away from the window. Were they filming for a movie? But he would have heard about it, wouldn't he? He turns on his TV, and a reporter is standing in front of some of the slow people. The cameraman is shaking, as the reporter tells;
"-me sort of disease, very much alike movies. Do not attempt to talk or help any of the infected, as you risk getting infected yourself. Keep indoor, and if you can, take all your food and water to the second floor, and destroy your stairs. Do not get near any infected, i repeat, do not go near them!" He could not believe his eyes. It was the same on every channel. It was like a horror movie, on every-fucking-channel!
The phones weren't working. He couldn't call his dad.
Dante heard a window broke downstairs. He grabbed his hunting knife.

[[OCC: Not all my posts are going to be soooo long :eager: But now all accepted characters can join! But remember, everyone who starts right now are in this little town, outside of New York.. I was thinking we should go in small groups, but let's see how many we are going to be!]]

Alex looked out his window. there were weird people everywhere!! A pregant woman was being eaten by them. He gasped as he saw one of their faces. they were fucking zombies. "ooooooooohhhhhh shit" he muttred. He heard a wham on the door. There were fucking zombies in his apartment. a hand burst through the door, which was two feet from his head, and grabbed him. He yelled some thing unintelligable and pulled back. The arm frickin' came away from the body that was proably outside his door. He quickly zanked it off and ran to his room. He pulled out the very pistol that he had used to kill his bastard father. (as Vompire said my posts will usally be this long, maybe.)

He looked at his knife, and then ran to the stairs. It must be like in the movies. Damage, or destroy the brain. He knew how to kill a human, but the brain? Ah, the eye-socket would be the easiest way into the brain. He heard a moan, and 2 creatures had turned their attention towards him. They walked slowly towards the stairs, but Dante was quick to run down, and into the kitchen. They followed him, while he looked around for a long knife. His hunting knife was good, but he would rather not use it to slay people with. People. The word make him sick right now. How could he even think about killing? He closed the door to the kitchen, walked out in the scullery to put on his boots. He then put the knife in his belt, and took 2 kitchen knifes, put them in the belt too. He heard scratching at the door, so he slowly crawled out through the window, to his backyard.

Alex hurried into the main room and dived behind the coach. A zombie walked in withs it's mouth hanging out stupidly. Alex poped and put tow holes in it's head. The thing fell to the floo blood freely flowing freely. He did a little happy dance and ran out the door. He was jsut about to burst into his nieghibors apartment that had supicous moaning noises coming from within when he a certan though flashed through his head. "Shit mom." He qucikly looked out the window and saw the the bar across the street where his mom was, was burning.

He sneaked to the frontward, without meeting anymore zombies. There were still some, strolling around in the street, while people barricaded their houses, but the thing that caught Dante's eye, were the burning house. He felt helpless. Not being able to help the pregnant woman was almost a natural thing. How could he stop humans from eating humans? But a fire? There is no way he'll able to stop it. What if he called 911. But he didn't bring his phone. He only had the clothes on his body, and the knifes in his belt. "He.. Hello?" He almost whispered, looking for other survivors as he stood behind the fence around his house. One zombie looked at him, moaned, but he ducked, and the zombie just walked into the fence.

Alex looke out the window. There was a kid of about 19 down there. he was fighting a zombie with a knife. "hmmm... good time to say hi" said Alex. He jumped out of the window and landed on the zombies head, crushing it. "Hello there" Alex said to the boy "looked like you needed a little help."

"Wahh!" The blood splattered up against the fence, and he jumped back. "You just killed a man!" He shouted, obviously shaken by the whole situation. He haven't eaten yet, but yesterday's dinner was about to join the crushed head, but he turned away and vomited. "Oh god, that's horrible! This is all horrible!" He looked at the older guy, who didn't seem to mind much. "Well.. Hello, then.." he mumbled, and wiped some drool of his face.

"Hi" alex said in an amused tone. "That was no man that I jsut squished, it was a zombie. And by the look of it there are more coming this way." He said pointing to a large horde of zombies coming their way. "That mental hospitol across the street is our best be so come on." he said grabbing Dante and pulling him towards the street.

Vivi stumbled out of the hospital, clutching a massive hair pin she'd stolen from another patient shortly after rumors of the outbreak began to spread. She dragged it across the concrete wall next to her and giggled at the sound, watching the light glint off the sharp point. She was proud of her handiwork. She might not be the smartest, or the prettiest, but she wasn't disabled in any way and she wasn't stupid.

"Pretty," she cooed, before she was distracted from The Shiny by the unmistakable sound of a human skull being crushed. She looked up and saw a pair of human-looking figures advancing toward the hospital--HER hospital. She raised the pin and bared her teeth, snaking her way over to the other people.

"Who the fuck are you? What do you want? Answer me!" She maintained her threatening posture for only a moment or two before getting side-tracked again by the shiny object in her hand. "Oh...it's so beautiful!" She seemed to forget entirely about the other people, stretching her arms out to the side and spinning in a circle with her head tilted back.

Alex looked at the girl who was proabaly crazy. He really didn't care though, a surivor was a nother body between him and zombies. "Hello" he said in a cvil tone "we were escaping from zombies and diceded to seek refuge in that hospital. now tell me your name so i won't have resort to calling you "you"or "That girl" or any other names."

Vivi gave the boy in front of her a somewhat eerie smile and curtseyed. "My name is Vivi. Pleased to meet you. And I wouldn't go in there, because...because..." She giggled again and jerked her head, indicating the large window on the second floor that had bloody hand prints smeared across the glass. "They were zombies too, but I killed 'em. All."

"Stop pulling me!" He said, yanking his arm out of Alex grip. He looked at Vivi, then at the window, and back at Vivi. The girl scared her, but right now the hospital was the safest place to be. IF she had killed all the zombies. But he doubted that they could trust an mentally ill. On the other side, he didn't want to get on her bad side, if she managed to kill so many zombies. "But if you've killed them all, it should be the safest place.. There's a tall fence around the building, and the walls are very thick, right?" he said, even though he didn't want to go in there. All that blood.

She turned her gaze to the younger boy and raised a brow, putting her hand on her hip. "What I meant was, I'm pretty sure I killed them all, but there could be some hiding. I think it's safe, though. But..." She hesitated, looking back at the hospital. "It's my secret place, and I don't know if I want you to come in."

" Yes my dear I know" said ALex in a nice tone " I will give you a...a shiny if you help us" he said and took out a knife he always kept in his poacket.

He looked at Alex, wondering if the man was serious. "Oh yeah, and while your at it, why don't you give the zombies some guns. That'll make us a lot safer!" He said, in a sarcastic tone. "Listen, girl, there's a wall around your 'secret place', and if we could just close the gate, we could wait until the government gets the whole situation under control without having to run for our life, and risk getting zombiefied!" He was angry. Just angry at the whole world right now!

Vivi clicked her tongue impatiently and reached for Alex's knife. "Hmm...you'll do. The other man-beast, I'm afraid, will have to stay outside with the other dogs." She gave Dante a scathing look and grabbed Alex's arm, leading him toward the hospital.

Ryan Underling, a former Marine sniper and police officer, found a tree about twenty yards away from one of the mental hospitals in town. At the moment, he rested on a branch, listening to the shouts of people. The noise was coming from the hospital and was going to attract some of the zombies in the area, unless they got real quiet, real soon. He wasn't really prepared to fight off a horde of zombies at the moment, the only weapon he had was his fists. Since there weren't any zombies nearby, he decided to go see what the people in the distance were yelling about. He slowly climbed the tree, keeping his eye's open for any movement. When his feet touched the ground, he took off running towards the hospital. Moving slowly was a sure way to get yourself killed.

He took one step away from her, but from the sounds of the moaning he didn't have much of a choice but to try and cooperate with the girl. She isn't exactly the kind of person, you want to be on the bad side of, running around in an mentally hospital with. "Okay, listen, I'm sorry that I don't have much trust in someone who comes from such an hospital, but you can't just leave me out here!" He didn't feel very courageous with trying to trust, that she wouldn't just stab him in the back, as soon as she could. He'd heard many frightening stories of mentally ill people, since his grandmother wasn't too well in her head either. He didn't notice the police officer.

Alex looked at the mental hosptial and then at Dante. "sorry man" he said to him and walked in with Vivi.

Ryan watched as two of the people walked into the hospital, leaving the guy standing there, alone. He sighed and walked over to him, holding a stick he had picked up along the way. When he was in arms length, he poked the man in the back with the stick, repeatedly,"Hey, have you been bitten or something? Is that why they left you out here?" He kept poking the man, waiting for any form of a response.

He just stared at Alex and Vivi, first without responding to Ryan, but when the poking became too annoying, he broke the stick. "No, I'm fine.. It's just.. Weird.." He mumbled, suddenly noticing the amount of zombies who where making their way over to them. He looked at the police officer, then became almost joy-full. "Police! You are a policeman!" He bit his lip, trying to fight the overwhelming urge to hug the man. "You must know what's going on! A safe-place?" He waved at Alex and Vivi; "Hey, there's a policeman here!" The zombies moaned.

"say what" Alex spun around and looked at the ploliceman "ohhh shit' he muttred and ran staright into the hosptial as fast as he could go.