A co-op with darklunatic.

 

 

 

 

Project:

 

Detonation of

Experimentated

Animals

Transfused for

Human health

 

 

An experimentation on animals to make human health and life better gone wrong,made a creature out of logic explination. It escaped and somehow disguised itself as a human. It multiplied,and so they got humans,used them as disguise,spreaded like a virus throughout the world. As the goverment tried to do something,they realized that these things were amazingly good at disguises as humans. So much that it was hard to identify the difference between a human and a creature in disguise. In dispair,people became insane and started to kill anyone who they saw dangerous,not considering it could be a human being or not. As the goverment also went insane,they attacked with armies,bombs,and everything they had. Then they all just killed themselves,as many other people did. The world turned into a full-mazed disaster. People started to pray for a savior as they also spoke of god,as others just killed as they knew it was the only way to live. Humanity,at the bridge of extinction,is killing eachother as they are confused of who is who in the now crazed and damned world. Trust is a myth,death is either salvation or elimination,as there is no cure for this catastrophy. For only one question can actually remains in everyones minds.

 

'Who can I actually trust?'

 

 

 

Resume

Creatures that take over the human body as nests or refuge or disguises have broken lose and now are taking over the world. The main goal should be for you to survive and live against these things and maybe find a cure for them,something to make them stop re-producing or so.

 

-CREATURE DATA:-(So you know more of the creatures you are fighting against in the RP)

These creatures were never given a specific name. But most people call them after the project of witch were created,'DEATH'. DEATHs take over people's body by:

1.Bitting them so they are numb.

2.Then snake like things come out of their mouths and enter the human's body and start eating everything that's in there. All organs,vains,everything,leaving nothing but the skin,

3.The creatures then turn themselves inside out and enter the human body/skin.

 

From there on the creature either acts like any other human to gain trust and claim more victims,or uses the body as a nest for the next generarion of DEATHs.

 

 

CHARACTER SHEET:

-Name:

-Age:

-Gender:

-Weapon(s)[Maximum 4 and do not over do it with a over-powerful weapon like an atomic bomb or a nuke. That is a no.]:

-Appearence:

-Bio:

 

 

 

 

|-RULES:-|

 

-No godmodding. You can dodge getting shot and cheat death a time or two but you must get hurt once in a while.

-No controlling other people's characters unless you have their permision.

-No killing other people's characters. Yes,this RP is basicly of kill,but no killing other people's characters unless ou have their permision.

-Moderate leanguadge/minimum cursing. You can curse and so,but please,keep it minimum and do not over do it.

-Keep the plot in mind. Don't steer that much from it all.

-No text/quick grammar.

Ex:

I am going 2 kill U 2night.*attacks*

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No.

-If you belive it's time for your character to go,make it as epic as possible.

-Have fun.

 

 

Here is my character:

 

-Name:Azura Rocecrant

 

-Age:14

 

-Gender:Female

 

-Weapon(s)[Maximum 4 and do not over do it with a over-powerful weapon like an atomic bomb or a nuke]:A hand gun,an AK-47 and a pocket knife.

 

-Appearences:Azura has short brown hair and brown eyes. She wears a black tank top,black jean shorts,black boots,black fingerless gloves,she has black leather straps around her legs,there in the straps the cartiges where she puts her hand gun in one cratige,and her AK-47 in the other one. She has a silver earing on one ear and has a broken heart silver necklace around her neck.

 

-Bio:Azura and her family were terrified of all of what was happening as were many others. She saw her father kill and murder her mom and sis. Azura managed to get away from him and shoot him before he got to get her and kill her. Azura now alone and filled with fear got the hand gun,a pocket knife,and her father's AK-47 and ranned for it before the goverment sended an army to kill her hometown. Now she just wonders around,trying to survive and kill any enemy in fear that it might be a creature trying to lure her in. She's confused and scarred of many sights she has seen,and wonders alone,wondering the same question, 'who can I trust?'.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

When we have enough people. We can start the RP.

((I'm still slightly confused on the entire plotline, as in, what the major goal is, but I like the set up so I'm going to make my character sheet.))

 

Name: Alice DeCayce

 

Age: 13

 

Gender: Female

 

Weapon: Baseball Bat, Hand Gun

 

Appearance: Alice DeCayce has short, dirty blond hair which is cropped to be shorter in the back and longer in the front with choppy bangs straight across her forehead. Her eyes are a stunning hazel but in the light are emerald. She wears an oversized gray and lavender hoodie with sleeves that cover her hands and droop down, a pair of dark denim jeans, and slightly worn sneakers. A book-bag is usually seen on her back where she carries extra supplies like food, med-kit, ect. Currently she's running low.

 

Bio.: Alice lived with a normal suburban family-a mother, father, and older brother whom she looked up to and adored. When her father heard of what was occurring he became more and more edgy everyday until one day, as Alice and her brother were in the living room with their mom, he came home and shot her mother. Alice's brother had grabbed her and quickly run upstairs to his room where he gave her his book-bag, books, the first aid kit he had from baseball, some food he nicked from the kitchen, and his lucky bat he used in every game. He told Alice to run as soon as she could but then said not to leave the room unless it's quiet. Scared, she listened and watched as her brother went back downstairs. She heard two gun shots, the second farther apart then the first and as her brother had said she went downstairs. She found her brother shot dead right in the middle of his forehead and her father in a similar state. Scared and unknowing of what to do, Alice took the hand gun used to kill her family, put it in her bag and held the baseball bat close to her as she ran out of the house. With nowhere to go and only so many places she could go and things she could achieve when alone, Alice is frightened.

 

"What will happen to me in the end?"

 

((Is that good? I hope you approve of it.))

Accepted

 

((I'm still slightly confused on the entire plotline, as in, what the major goal is, but I like the set up so I'm going to make my character sheet.))

Well, the world is being taking over by these creatures that dress up as humans in human flesh and body to gain trust from other humans and then kill them. The goal would be trying to survive and maybe find an anttidote to stop the creatures from re-producing to get an advantedge to kill them all.

Accepted

 

 

Well, the world is being taking over by these creatures that dress up as humans in human flesh and body to gain trust from other humans and then kill them. The goal would be trying to survive and maybe find an anttidote to stop the creatures from re-producing to get an advantedge to kill them all.

 

Oh okay thank you! Now we just need more people so we can start ^^

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Yup. I think that with three or four people it should be enough to start the RP.

Name: Alex Morvez

Age:15

Gender:Male

Weapons:Desert Eagle,Machete,Hunting Rifle

Appearance:

Alex has short black hair and always wears his Yankees cap.He wears a green shirt with the logo "Can't take the heat? Stand out of the fire."He also wears blue jeans and white Nike sneakers. Alex is already growing peach fuzz on his lip and has blue eyes. He is rather slim and agile (Mostly because he ran cross country at his old school), but also has some muscle in his arms. He is around 5'6 and most of his skin is a bit tanned. He also wears a silver watch on his right arm and a checkered ring on his left hand (on his index finger).

 

Bio:Alex came home one day to see his mother and father fighting. He thought they might've gotten divorced, but it was worse. Alex saw his own father bite into his mothers neck and saw horrible, inhuman actions take place. Soon, both his mother and father were chasing after him. Alex ran all the way down to town, where he found his friend Josh dead, with desert eagle in hand. Alex picked up the desert eagle and quickly ran home. He had to shoot his own mother and father. He finally rushed into his fathers' bedroom, and took out a wide black box. He opened it up and took out his fathers' machete, that his father used on his hunting expeditions in africa.With magnunm and machete in hands, Alex rushed into town and stormed the police station. He quickly shot the two officers there and took a hunting rifle out of one of the barracks.Alex was trained with a rifle by his father, when they used to go target shooting up in the mountains (they shot at fallen logs and set-up pinecones, no wildlife.)Alex got his supplies, and is now ready to fight this horde of savage animals.But Alex saw his own father and mother turn on him. He can't trust anyone.

-Name: Claire Sarip

-Age: 21

-Gender: Female

-Weapons: S&W Model 29 (revolver),nodachi, riot dagger

-Appearence: 5'10 and 120 lbs, Claire has long brown hair and bright blue eyes. She wears long blue jeans and a white halter top, accompanied by a black jacket and a pair of rockin' black boots. She also wears a diamond band on her finger, which nicely accents the pendant around her neck.

-Bio: Her family and fiance taken by the DEATH (and her own hand), Claire wanders the streets. The revolver and dagger belonged to her father during the Vietnam War and, as such only has 12 shots left (the gun only holds 6). The nodachi was actually an engagement gift from her future sister-in-law, whose fate is unknown. Claire's only objective is to find somewhere safe to hide, and prepare to put an end to the DEATH...

(Accepted. We can start the RP I guess. Um. post your intros. 8D)

 

Azura walked around the streets. They were empty. As always. The only thing there were cars,trash,buildings. And corpses. Lots and lots of them. They were de-composing and the scent was sickening. But Azura had adjusted to the scent a bit,so it didn't really bothered her. The rest of the living people had moved and ranned away from this town to be safe from the meanace. Azura didn't knew if there was a safe place at all from these things. All of these corpses were of DEATHs...or normal humans. That they had killed themselves,or died because someone had killed them by pourpuse of accident. "(This was is getting out of hand.)"Azura thinks. Then she stops. She turns to see one of the corpses. It's belly was moving a bit. Azura quickly turned and got her AK-47 at hand. She shotted at it with a bunch of rounds. Red blood and green blood came out from the now torned appart stomach rom the corpse. Red for what was left of the corpse of the human. And green of the baby DEATH that was developing inside,trying to heal to go and reproduce once more. "You should have been more quiet."Azura says as she saw it was dead. She then turned and walked away.

Claire snapped awake, drawing the katana from its sheath beside her. It was nothing. Just a dream. She allowed herself to fall back into the tattered armchair, looking aorund her. This wasn't even her house. Claire sighed, sheathing the blade and moving into the kitchen. Odds are there wasn't any food left, but it was always worth a shot. "Rotten, rotten, rotten." She flipped a can over, reading the bottom. She sighed. "Last month. Figures." Out of luck and out of food, Claire exited through the back door, leaping over the fence into the street. Nothing but corpses, as far as the eye could see. Even the animals knew to stay away from them, lest they be infected as well. Claire used to burn the corpes she found. No, the corpses she created. But in time, that had become too much trouble. It almost made one want to cry. 'There has to be a cure. Some way to destroy these things. If only I could find a-' Claire stopped walking, looking through the basement window of a nearby house. "Laboratory..." She knelt down, peering through. "Meth lab... that'll do. Hopefully, they're... hopefully no one's home." It was a disturbing thought, but it was the first that came to mind. And that disturbed Claire more than any number of decaying corpses.

Azura walked around. She hasn't seen many people in days. Probably weeks. The last one she had killed was an infected corpse with a DEATH inside. She sighed. She wondered why did god let this happened. "(But of course. We humans abused of one of our creations...to save another.)"Azura thinks. She stopped when she heard the cry of a small child. She looked around frantically. She started to runn all around following the sound as fast as she could.

The door gave way as Claire smashed the bird fountain into it one last time. "Hello?" She shouted, dropping the statue and reaching for her blade. She doubted anyone was in here, but the fact that the door was locked left her uneasy. And then she found out why: there were two bodies in the living room. One was a woman lying on the floor, green blood caked over her chest. The second figure on the sofa was a man, from what Claire could tell. She didn't need to use her imagination to know what happened, and she would rather not have: the shotgun in the man's hand told her all she needed to know. Claire pressed on past the gruesome scene, moving down to the basement. As she thought, there was all the equipment she would need. "Well... I could do worse..." She sighed to herself, dumping materials from beakers. "I swear, some people..." She examined one of the beakers closely, tossing it over her back. So much of this was useless now. It truly was sad. Claire let out a deep breath. "Now, I need some samples..." She looked upstairs, regretting the decision she had yet to make.

((Yay, this thread is finally kicking off~))

 

Alice sighed, looking around frantically as she walked down the deserted street of the city. It was cold, a definite chill in the air that sent goosebumps up and down her arms. She hated this feeling. It was eerie, creepy and mysterious and not in a good way. The city she had run away to from her home after finding her dead family was crusted with lifeless bodies bu more importantly, silence. There were no screams, no groans from the sagging buildings around her. Only the wind whistling through boarded up windows to caress her blond hair. It was night. She shouldn't have been travelling at night but Alice didn't have much of a choice. She couldn't scout out any buildings for fear that they'd be lurking about.

 

"I hate this..."

Azura followed the noise of teh crying child and followed it to a car. She looked inside and saw a small kid turned to the other side appearently crying. Azura then got her knife and started to highjack the car until she got it opened and looked at the child. "You allright?"Azura asks as she picks the child up. She then sees it and when it opens his eyes,they were black. "(firetruck.)"Azura thinks. It's mouth opned for snakes to come out to grab her. Azura quickly grabed the snakes and letted go of the corpse. The corpse just hanged as Azura had the snakes at grip. She grabbed the knife and slashed teh sknakes. The corpse fell down and the DEATH screached in pain. Azura quickly got her AK-47 and shotted at the corpse. Red and green blood squirted out everywhere. She stopped. It was dead. She felt sick at the sight. "Even children."Azura says as she walks away. But she had forgotten one thing when she said that. She herself was a child,but had lost the innocence when all of this started.

Claire stood over the woman's corpse in her own parlor, staring down at it with the riot knife in her hand. "I'm sorry." She said through wavering lips. "I am so sorry." Claire knelt down beside the woman's remains, her hands shaking as she raised her knife. She hesitated for a minute, and then plunged the knife into the woman's chest. She pulled it down the corpse's sternum through the belly, and twice more through the collar and abdomen. It was a procedure she'd done dozens of time, just never on a human. She peeled the newly created flaps back and quickly looked away. Claire had to fight the bile from rising in her throat as she looked back. "Shit." The DEATH had been all but destroyed, its mutilated remains clinging to the exposed skeleton on the floor. She couldn't use this. She would need a... fresher... sample. That meant...

 

Claire stood, quickly searching the living room. She found two large blankets, and she covered the couple. It was the least she could do. With that done, Claire stepped outside. She would need to find the very thing she spent the last few months avoiding: a living DEATH.

Azura walked and looked at her clock. She saw that it was getting pretty late. Soon enough the streets would be swarming with DEATHs looking for the next victim. Azura hurried her pace and looked around. She got to a main street. She found a farmacy and walked inside. It was abandoned. The lights were broken. And there was no electricity. She walked around and then saw that the sun started to set. She then started to move some stands and eventually made a small fort. "This should keep them away. She then grabbed a sneaker bar and some resses FTW and entered her small little fort. She knew that as long as she ramined hidden,and didn't caused any attention. The DEATHs would have small chances of getting her.

Claire stumbled through the streets. The sun had begun to set, and the DEATH would soon come out to feast. While she needed a live DEATH, a swarm of them was something she definitely did not need. Her head began to spin from fatigue; it had been two days since she last ate anything. She heard groaning from behind her. They were coming, and there was no way she would be able to defeat them all. Not like this...

 

Claire looked around quickly, forcing her way into a nearby pharmacy. The glass shattered under her weight, her feet scrambling to bring her to safety. The store lay in ruins, apparently without power. She rushed past a pile of shelves in the corner, closing herself in the stock room. It was dark and crowded, but at least she was safe. "And apparently I have food." Claire began rifling through the boxes, taking supplies to her liking. 'I should be safe here until morning..."

Azura stayed there and then took out one of the resses and ate it. She then sighed as she wished there was someone to share the candy with that wasn't a DEATH infested corpse. She gripped the rapper and then dropped it. She then got her hand gun at hand and then curled up in a little sphere like position. If a DEATH came near her,she would have her gun ready to shoot. She then dreamnt remembering the good memories before all of this happened. When she was small and played with her sister and her parents. She just wished she could turn time and stop all of this before it ever happened.

Claire peeked out the door, looking at a nearby clock. It had slowed down, but it had to be around 4 am. The sun would rise in a few hours, and a majority of the DEATH would retreat to the shadows. She exited the storage room and began to wander the aisles. "Nothing in the fridges are good, so that pretty much leaves food in bags." Claire picked up a can, flipping it over. "Hey, this is good." She looked at the label and grimaced. "Never mind." She put the can back and made her way to the register. She laughed out loud, but quickly lowered ger voice.

 

A few months ago, anyone breaking into this place would be here for the money. Now, all she could think about was supplies. Claire picked up a pack of cigarettes, pocketing it as she checked under the counter. There were some small calibur rounds, but they weren't anything she could use. With a sigh, she pulled out a silver lighter and one of the cigarettes she "acquired". Claire leaned back on the counter, letting out a burning sigh. Just a few more hours.

Sunrise started to go up. Rays of sunlight passed through the windows. The DEATHs started to coward away. Only a dim one hitted Azura's eyes and she instantly opened her eyes. Like if she had been awake all of this time. But she was already used to it all. She kicked the stands off her and then stood up. She went over and around. She saw a bunch of resses and sneakers,her favorite snacks. She took them and then filled her bag with them so she would have something to eat and snack on later. She walked outside and heard silence. Her mortak enemy since it was what she hated the most right now. She has not seen a human being,and actual living one not DEATH infested. In months. The last one,got infected,and she had no more choice. She started to walk around.

Claire flicked the cigarette butt into the street. Like littering matters these days. The streets are filled with worse...

 

She jumped down off of the mailbox and turned her sights to her objective for the day: acquiring a living DEATH. Or at least, a DEATH still in one piece. "If I were a DEATH, where would I be?" Claire looked around, scanning the area. DEATH seemed to flock wherever humans were. She would probably attract a few just standing there, but she didn't have time for that. Suddenly, inspiration struck.

 

If the DEATH gathered around humans, she would have to find humans. Now, humans would hide somewhere with as much security as possible. And the most secure place she could think of was...

 

"Cornelia Prison." Claire looked on in awe at the massive building. It was surrounded by 30-foot walls and barbed wire, the electric gates sparking in the light rain. And while the prison itself was in impressive sight indeed, that wasn't what had stunned her: the true shock lay in the sea of DEATH that clawed at the walls.

 

"Now the question becomes... which one?"

Azura walked around the town. She was walking out of the perimeters when she stopped on her tracks and looked to her side. There was a building withh a huge antenna on the roof. She stared for a while and she got an idea. She ranned over to the building. She looked inside trough a window,it was abandoned. Nothing nor no one was there. Azura then started to kick the door. The first hit sented her back. Then she kicked the door again and again and eventually got it opened. She entered wtith her hand gun at hand. She closed the door. The place was very small. She could notice thats she was the only one there. This place was a local radio station. She loked around and wondered,if she could extend the signal,and transmite it world wide. Maybe. Just maybe,she would be able to find someone else.

Claire jumped back, swinging her blade through the neck of one of the DEATH. Green blood mixed with a fountain of red as the creature's head fell to the ground, the body following. "What the hell made me think this was a good idea?" She took a few steps back, her back hitting stone. The prison wall. She was surrounded. Claire took a quick glance around her, trying to find a way out. There were DEATH as far as the eye could see, and something else. The gate...

 

Claire drove her katana through one of the DEATH's chest, using it as a battering ram to plow through the sea of monsters around her. When she reached the gate, she swiftly lifted the blade, slicing through the DEATH's body. As it fell to the ground, Claire pulled out her riot knife, jamming it into the door. Electricity cackled as the wet blade hit the metal. Claire tightened her grip on the rubber handle, slicing through the old lock. Quickly, she kicked the gate open, ran inside, and jammed it shut with a nearby bar. She fell back as she received a quick shock, but quickly got to her feet and ran inside. With that many DEATH outside, there had to be humans in here. There just had to be...

Azura started to clean off the dust of the devices. She then stared at them. She connected some casble and a spark occured. They worked. Azura got really excited. She then looked around and found a microphone. She then messed with it. It worked. But the signal was still local. She then ranned outside and jumped to the roof. She gotto the satelite and started to mess with it as she ripped cables and then united them back together and then got them in different order.

She was wrong. She was dead wrong. No, she was just dead. Claire looked on in horror at the piles of bodies that lay before her. They were everyhere: in the halls, the cafeteria, even crammed inside the cells. Other cells were occupied by groups of live DEATH, reaching through the bars in a futile attempt at freedom.

 

Claire walked down the walkway, throwing herself against the rail as a DEATH reached out for her jacket. It opened its mouth, emitting a deafening screech. She closed her eyes, trying to block it out, and ran down the walkway. She had to get out. If only the walls hadn't been breached...

 

It was now that Claire had a thought: Cornelia wasn't the only prison in the area. If memory served, the prisons Eden and Luca were nearby. Cornelia had to have some way to communicate with them. She ran down the hall, looking into each doorway until she found a room filled with electronic equipment. "This must be it." She had no one to talk to, but her own voice had been enough to keep her sane for these last few months.

 

Claire dashed into the room, examining the equipment. Red lights faintly glowed through the heavy layers of dust that covered the machines. "Of course. The prison has its own power grid." She pushed aside a radio that would apparently only play static. The buttons didn't seem to work so she couldn't turn it off, but it didn't matter. Claire began to push buttons on the terminal, cradling the phone on her shoulder. "Attention, attention, hey. This is Cornelia Prison, repeat Cornelia Prison. Eden, Luca. Are there any survivors? Am I reaching anybody? Repeat, this is Cornelia Prison..."

Azura connected two cables and the satelite extended to go National. "Hell yes."Azura says. She then jumped down and ranned inside. She took out a chair. It was dusty but she didn't matter. She then got the microphone. She took the spider webs off and then tapped it. It worked. She took a deep breath. "For those who hear me. This is Azura Rocecrant. I am a survivor of this disaster. I'm at the radio station here in Kiruka Town,sending this messege hoping someone can hear. If you can hear me. I'll be in this town for one more day. Then move on to the next town,Lilith Town."Azura says hoping someone would hear.

"For those who hear me, this is Azura Rocecrant." The words caught Claire by surprise. That voice... she said she was a survivor! Claire pulled the radio closer, jaming her finger into the broken volume button. It hurt, but she got what she wanted. "I'll be in this town for one more day. Then move on to the next town, Lilith Town." Lilith Town. That was a five-hour drive from here. She could easily make that. Claire scrambled out of the seat and through the halls. She flew past the DEATH moaning in agony around her, deaf to their cries.

 

'A survivor. Finally, another survivor!' Claire rushed through the facility and out to the gates. It was here that she found what she was looking for: prison buses. She drove her knife into the edge of the bus' door, prying it open. Claire closed the door behind her, throwing herself into the seat. The keys were gone, but that wasn't a problem. One knife and a little rewiring later, the bus' engine roared to life. "Hell yeah! That's what I'm talking about!" She threw the gear box into reverse, slamming her foot down on the accelerator. The bus crashed through the electric gate, DEATH falling to the steel titan. Claire shifted to the gear to drive. the tires squealing as she sped toward Lilith Town.