Day 1.......People are Praying it's going to be over soon, and it's only Day Freaking 1......The Same Question's keep poping up. Is it a Virus? Is it a Form of Nuclear War-fare? Are they alive.....or are they dead? The same Answear Keep's poping up, from different Lip's : We don't know. All that we do know is that it's spreading Fast. Almost all Major City's are Under Quarentine, and Several Military Strong-hold's have Already been lost. People are Running Scared, Causing a Massive panic. If your Well-armed, and thick skinned, this could be a Oppritunity to most Thieve's. Make-shift Hold-out's are already Being Made. One Such Hold-out is, Ironically, a Mall of all place's.

This Mall, Hold's only One Person : Me. I'm Sending this Radio Message To all open band's, From Some Electronic Appliance store, Hoping to Get some Sort of Military Contact.....If not, any Survivor's that Catch this, listion Closely : I have Gun's, I have food and Water, and The Mall is Empty. The door's are Securly locked and bullet proof, so There's no Chance of those.....thing's Breaking threw. If you get this, Come here. My Name is Joseph Antonio Vazquez, and I'm sending this Message on Loop, until Someone Respond's.


Here is the Roleplay Rule's.

1. No God-moding, or Power-moding. I am the god here.
2. Send me the Profile, and if Accepted, Post them yourself.
3. Unless I Say it's okay, Your Charecter CANNOT be immune.
4. Post atleast Once Every 2 day's. I understand writer's block, but that take's it too far.
5. Don't just post once, and leave.

Here are the Skeleton's.

Name :
Age :
Weapon's : (3 Only, and be Practical.)
Skill's: (not magic or Anything, just Off-hand skill's, like Hacking, and Medicene)
Bio : (atleast One Paragraph)
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Here is My guy.

Name : Joseph A. Vazquez
Age : 28
Weapon's : M4 Carbine, a MEU(SOC) pistol, and a Ka-bar Knife.
Skill's : A Farmer, Builder, and Electricion.
Bio : Joseph is Ex-military. He Served Several Tour's in Iraq and Afganhistan. When his Military Service Ended, He took up a Job as Head of Security In the local Mall of his Home-town, Chicago. When all hell Broke loose, And the Mall was Exvacuated, He stayed behind. He had the Mall locked up Tight, with most Corridor's Cut off, and Other Entrance's locked. After Awhile, He sent out his Radio Message, praying to god someone Responded.

His experience as a Farm Boy, and his Former Work as a Electricion give him a slight advantage in Maintaining the place, but He knew if he did not get more people soon, The whole place would fall to dis-repair. He Plan's on Waiting for a Evac Chopper to Arrive, to take him to the Island Safe Haven, Diego Garcia.
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