November 28, 2015 is known as Daybreak by survivors. The day the virus escaped and caused chaos to the human race. Countries were wiped out. Over 75% of the human race is gone. Those who survived often fought and killed each other. Others however were able to find a way to work together. A code was develop, so help fellow survivors. This was known as Day Sign. 

During the time of the 1900's hobos often wrote these symbols on trees and houses to warn fellow hobos of dangerous places or inform fellow hobos of good places. Survivors adapted this sign code to warn of bandits, unsafe places, clean water, dirty water, infestations and what not. All by using simple symbols. Bandits were a circle with a triangle under for example, while clean water was just squiggly lines with a circle in the middle, while dirty water was the same but with a triangle in the middle.

The virus not only turned humans into flesh-eating monsters. These creatures called Clingers manifested. They look like this large spiders, very similar to headcrabs, who latch onto the face of any human being they come across. They don't infect whoever they attack like the bite of a zombie, however if one were attacked by a Clinger they can suffer a terrible flu like sickness which could lead to death if not treated with antibiotics. 

Another type of zombie is known as Screamers. They are different from a regular zombie, as they have a screech that often stuns and sometimes disorients survivors. They are extremely fast, skinny and rarely bite. However they are extremely dangerous, as their screeching can draw more zombies.





YOU ARE A SURVIVOR. It is a few years since Daybreak. Now it is 2017. Most of your family and friends are either missing, or dead. Hope is not yet lost however. Anything could happen this world. The people you meet, betray, and trust will determine wither you live or die. Day Sign is a necessity to this world. However it's hard to say wither a sign should be trusted or not.

Rules:
PG-13! Mild cussing, don't over-do the blood. Nothing too-too violent. (If you are unsure please talk to me or Corrupted Keyblade)
Be kind to other players please. No harassing.
NO GOD MODDING. You don't have to die, just don't win all the time.
Do not kill off another character unless the owner of that character gives you permission.
If you're going to leave this rp, please kill off your character.
If you want your character killed, but want to stay in the rp, you can create a new character obviously.
Do not post until I say accept or Corrupted Keyblade says accept.
You may have up to 2 characters. If you cannot handle having two, please just use one.
No controlling other characters without permission.
Have fun~~~~~~~
If you read the rules, put your favorite Pokemon at the end of your character sheet. We will not accept unless you have this.


Character Sheet:
Name: (Nickname)
Age: 
Gender:
Nationality/Race:
Bandit or Survivor: (Pretty much if you're good or evil)
Occupation: (Occupation before Daybreak)
Skill: (Medic, cook, things that you can contribute to a community)
Appearance:
Personality:
Bio:


Have fun guys and enjoy the rp~~~ 

Edited December 5, 201311 yr by Aqua7KH

Character Sheet:
 

Name: Tyler Dale
 

Age: 19
 

Gender: Male 
 

Nationality/Race: Caucasian 
 

Bandit or Survivor: Survivor
 

Occupation: Mechanic
 

Skill: He's a good Scavenger but great at building and making weapons and fortification.  He's also a good driver.  
 

Appearance:  

 

Personality: Quiet, but will stand up for himself and for his friends.  He's a born natural leader he's willing to listen to reason but his first goal is to defend.
 

Bio:  Tyler was working at the Car garage that was right next door to this gas station when Daybreak hit.  He was under neath a car making some repairs when he got grabbed and pulled out by his boss.  It was late that night and no one else was there.  His boss had a huge hole in chest where it looked like someone was chewing on his bones.  Tyler was kicking his boss off when his boss began trying to bite him.  Tyler quickly picked up wrench that was sitting on the hood of the car and he started slamming it into his boss's head.  He kept repeating that process until his boss didn't have much of the top half of his skull.  The fight ended and Tyler looked outside to that the streets were crawling with people he knew but were attacking and eating others.  Tyler started to throw his guts up in a near by trashcan as I saw the world change around him.

Name: Issac Crane 
Age: 18
Gender: Male
Nationality/Race: Korean American
Bandit or Survivor: Survivor 
Occupation: Cashier 
Skill: Do whatever someone tells him 
Appearance:
Personality: Issac is a wimp. He's cowardly and not very smart when it involves education. However Issac is extremely caring, kind, and won't leave anyone behind.
Bio: Before Daybreak began, Issac was known as the guy with no talents. He was failing all subjects due to his ADHD and got obssesed with video games. Soon Issac was ignored in the family as his perfect younger sister soaked all the glory with her perfect grades and wonderful personality. When Daybreak occured the image of his dead classmates will never erase from his mind as he and his sister escaped from their school. The only reason why Issac is still alive was his sister, how surprising. 

 

Name: Paige Olivia Crane 

Age: 17
Gender: Female
Nationality/Race: Korean American 
Bandit or Survivor: Survivor 
Occupation: Volunteer Worker 
Skill: Combat 
Appearance:

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Personality: Paige is almost the total opposite of Issac. She's smart, kind, and can be very scary. A down side of Paige is due to her studying all day at home, she haven't been able to understand modern technology very well so basically she lacks common sense. Also I will mention she loves her brother very much.
Bio: Being in the spotlight of your family have its moments but it restricted her time of having fun. Paige always noticed Issac in his room playing videogames and she sort of envied him. Why was he so concentrated on something fun? In addition to her envy, she pitied Issac trying to get him to do activites or volunteer work but he refuses locking himself in his room. That's when Daybreak slammed into her life as Paige was forced to kill some of her classmates when they attacked her. Worrying about Issac, she charged into his classroom and led him out of the school. Now that several years passed, she gained combat skills from fighting those monsters and her number one goal: Let Issac survive. 

 

Pikachu

Edited December 5, 201311 yr by The Basic Nerd

Both your characters are accepted

Character Sheet:Name: Joe Wolfrun "

Age: 27

Gender: Male

Nationality/Race: Native American

Bandit or Survivor: Survivor

Occupation: Paramedic

Skill: Medic

Appearance:

Personality: Patient, calm, brutal when necessary, protective and focused.

Bio: Joe grew up in his father's clinic, helping out where he could. With his mother in the military, Joe decided to follow both parent's paths and become a combat medic in the army. He started out getting his training and a few years in an ambulance. He was actual on his way to start base training when Daybreak started. Now he uses his medical knowledge to keep other survivors alive.

 

Charizard

Edited December 5, 201311 yr by rikunobodyxiii

Ahh sorry for the wait! Here is my character. And you are accepted Rikunobody~!

Name: Daniel Mercer (Danny)
Age: 23
Gender: Male
Nationality: Japanese American
Bandit or Survivor: Survivor
Occupation: Store Clerk
Skill: Can do the dirty jobs.
Appearence:
Personality: He is a very kind young man with secrets and has a sweet smile to go with his charm. He is very easy to trust, and often does a lot of listening and observing rather than talking. However, he can do all the dirty jobs no matter how terrible the job may be.
Bio: Daniel was somewhat of a traveler, he often moved around due to the struggle to find a cheap home and a full time job with good pay. He is great in math. A month after finally settling down in a concrete home, the virus was released. He was scanning some items when a customer attacked him. He managed to kill the customer via a small pistol he had to deal with theifs, and escaped outside to see utter chaos.
Luxray.

I think maybe we should wait for more to join, but we can start now. I might add another character soon. Folow this thread and try to get others to join~

Edited December 6, 201311 yr by Aqua7KH

Character Sheet:
Name: Jinx Onnea
Age: 19
Gender: female
Nationality/Race: French
Bandit or Survivor: survivor
Occupation: Part time waitress
Skill: weaponry 
Appearance:

Personality: comes off as cold but not that bad of a person, cynical, easily aggravated, a gear head when it comes to weapons
Bio: When Jinx came out of high school, she wanted to become a mercenary but she decided to wait and earn little money as a waitress. When she's not at work, she made herself become familiar with different weapons and their uses. When she was about to quit her job and finally join, that horrible day of the breakout got in her way. She managed to avoid catching the virus and fend off from clingers. A few months later, she crossed paths with Theia when salvaging food. They came to an agreement and had each other's back ever since

 

 

Name: Theia Homes

Age: 21
Gender: female
Nationality/Race: Caucasian 
Bandit or Survivor: Survivor
Occupation: Gathered certain inlet for a company
Skill: Strategist 
Appearance: 

Personality: level headed, manipulative, and enigmatic

Bio: Theia was always a a wiz and good with computers, they were basically her life. She was the perfect student throughout school. She decided not to go to college, even though people urged her to, and worked for a company as the lead of info gathering, she worked from home though. On the day of the outbreak, she kept herself locked in her home to avoid the virus. When she decided to come outside one day, she met Jinx and decided to cooperate with one another to survive. She was the brains and Jinx was the fighter, although Jinx shows her how to use a gun at one point.

 

 

Puplip

Edited December 6, 201311 yr by Junko

Both of your characters are accepted!!  i can't wait to get this started,  We'll wait for Aqua before starting.

I'm here! I would have been sooner but sorry, I was eating dinner. Hm, I'll give the honors of Corrupted to start~

"Damn!"  Tyler exclaimed as he attempted starting the car.   He could see a sea of screamers sprinted towards him.  As they got closer their screams got sharper piercing the glass in the windows.  The glass started falling scraping against Tyler's skin causing blood to drip.  Tyler then finally was able to get the car to start when a Normi (Normal zombie)  started dragging him out of the car.   Tyler's head hit the asphalt as the Normi started biting at him.   Tyler quickly reached into the floor boar where he had placed his hatchet and quickly swung it at the Normi's head getting its blood all over him as it pierced through his skull busting his brain open.  Tyler quickly got up seeing another Normi waddling towards him.  He quickly got up and hurled his hatchet and watching it land right between its eyes.  Tyler quickly grabbed his hatchet and put all the food in his car.

 

He then began driving and got back to his safe gas station and car garage that he had blocked off by overturned diesel trucks.  Tyler carried in all the food and locked the door to the garage which is the only entrance to his  camp.

If it's not too late, I'd like to join as well.

 

Name: "Becca"

Age: 19

Gender: Female

Nationality/Race: Japanese American

Bandit or Survivor: Bandit, since we need some of them up in here

Occupation: Student

Skill: Gun Expert, Ambiguous Moral Compass

Appearance:

 

Personality: Cold, cynical, and willing to do whatever it takes to protect her own interests

Bio: The only child of a divorced police officer who was also a strong member of the NRA, Becca has been surrounded by guns all of her life, which has led herself to be well trained with firearms. During her high school days, she was a somewhat popular girl with a modest GPA and was a member of a few sports clubs, which strengthened her desire to work towards being a physical therapist after high school. However, her goals were cut short when the virus hit. She was sick at home with food poisoning on Daybreak, and ever since then has had to do whatever it took to ensure her own survival.

 

mother firetrucking Dragonite

Accepted!  happy to see someone on the other team

Ahh dont worry. They'll be other bandits from me soon~)Tyler could hear a loud grunt from outside, followed by some clanks, bangs and nasty squishing noises from blood. Something was outside. Well, it was most likely someone. Daniel was outside, trying to defend himself from Normis. However as a Clinger creeped up behind him, he let out a loud grunt in pain as a nearby Screamer screeched, he grew disoriented and he leaned against the diesel truck. His pistol clicked, signaling no ammo. Lovely day. "Agh...." he groaned as he fell to his knees. To top it all off his lovely day, a Clinger latched onto his face.

Jinx went through the bullets that she managed to salvage from dead bodies, separating them into piles. "Wow, why does everyone have these shitty bullets nowadays. This isnt going to do much damage."  She muttered to herself as she pulled out one of her pistols that was sitting in her pocket. "Just stop being so picky about it. It's not like we have the luxury to buy fancy ones anyways so deal with it."  Theia was sitting across the room on a dusty sofa typing something on her laptop. Since they couldn't stay in one place, Theia had to ditch her her other computers at her home. "Anyways, it doesn't look like there's much stores we can look through to get more supplies, well not like we need any more for the time being-" Theia was cut off by the sound of screamers outside and the two of them grew silent. There was a voice outside and the sound of a car trying to start up. They waited a few more moments before the sound died away. Jinx lowered her gun and sighed. "Idiots...It's like they're trying to get themselves killed" She went back to messing around with her various guns she had set out in front of her while Theia just looked towards the boarded window with small cracks of light peaking out through the cracks. The faint sounds of screamers was still there echoing into the small house they managed to take shelter in for the past week now, she know they would have to leave soon. (I need to find a possible location for when we have to move out again). Theia went back to tying on her computer in silence, checking out any world news that managed to make itself to the web

Edited December 6, 201311 yr by Junko

Tyler started adjusting the car he had just hot wired.  He had made some adjustments to the car to make it quiet.  It was a nice Hyundai Elantra from a few years ago.  It was the third car to his collection.  This was going to be his scouting vehicle because it had amazing gas millage, had good trunk space, and was going to be a great stealth vehicle.   He then put an old chain link fence that he cut down to replace the broken windows.  This would keep the walkers out of his face if he was in that situation.  He also had also taken a police Dodge Charger for if he ever needs a fast distraction vehicle.  One so loud it would distract Zombies but they would never be able to catch up to him.   Then his last car was a big Cadillac SUV for if he needs to pack up and move.   All of his cars are packed up with food, jugs of water, tools, and gas.  All that he has collected for just in case reasons.

"Is this all we need?" Issac's sister, Paige asked. Issac nervously glanced around the abandoned Wal-mart, the only noise was the rustle of his sister stuffing supplies into her backpack. Before he could respond, he felt a hand on his right shoulder. The hand reeked of garbage, flies, and...is that human flesh? Issac turned around only to open his mouth to scream as it was a Normi getting ready to eat his face off. "GAHHHHHHHHH-"

 

Issac was cut off as he was literally thrown into the ground like a rag doll. Out of the corner of his eye, Paige was the one who pushed him down and is now stabbing the hell out of that Normi with her hunting knife. The Normi's blood splattered all over her navy blue jacket as she continued to kill the zombie until the Normi was nothing but a clumb of human flesh. Paige turned to Issac with the murderous aura still in the air. "You ok?"

 

"U-um yea I'm fine but you're all soaked in blood." Wobbling back to his feet, Issac helped his sister pack more supplies their voices now hanging dead silent in the air. Finally they were finished and retreated into the back alley as they head to their hide-out.

Jinx pushed herself off the floor and dusted off her hands and slung one of her rifles over her back. "I'm going to go check the outside to see if we have a clear path so i can go scouting again." Theia didn't take her eyes off of the monitor but just nodded as she opened a small can of peaches and tossed a piece into her mouth. "Just don't screw anything up." Jinx frowned in response and went deeper into the building until there was a door in the roof. She pushed it opened and climbed up though the ladder that dropped down. Once she was in the attic, Jinx went towards the only window inside and climbed out onto the roof. The air stunk of blood and despair but she was too used to the smell to be bothered by it. There were still screamers walking about but the amount wasn't overwhelming for her to get by but something odd did catch her eye though. There was a clinger in sight and Jinx cringed a bit. (I will never get used to the sight of those things.) But her eyes widened at something else, it was on top of something, or at least someone. Jinx immediately set up her rifle and lied flat on her stomach and looked through the eyepiece to get a better look. "Yup, that person is definitely alive and I'm in a good mood today soo..." Jinx slipped on another piece to the rifle that silenced the sound of the gunshot. She waited a few moments before pulling the trigger and - BAM-  hit the clinger dead on. 

Edited December 6, 201311 yr by Junko

Tyler then heard the gunshot ring through the town echoing loudly.  Tyler climbed up on top of one of the turned over diesels and could see Normies and screamers coming from all directions to the gunshot but sadly his camp was on the way and they would smell his warm blood pumping.   Tyler quickly jumped down and grabbed a spear that he made out of a steal pipe old knife blades down the top and side.  He aslo had a simple double barrel shotgun with a bunch of buck shot shells.  He then climbed back on to the truck and got ready as Normis started clawing at the side trying to reach up to him.   Tyler started stabbing all the Normies with his home made spear which did great to quickly pierce their skulls from a distance.  He was able to drop a good amount of them until he missed one of the heads of the Normi and it pulled him off of the truck.  He quickly grabbed his shotgun before he hit the ground.   He had them all on top of him and trying to bite him.  He quickly fired a shot straight up which was able to get a small spread into the guys on top of him.  He quickly stood up and started firing his other shot clearing a small path to his garage door.   

Tyler then grabbed his spear out of the Normi and started swinging it high enough to bust some of the heads around him.   He then threw his spear and took out one of the zombies pushing him on top of another knocking him down.  Tyler started reloading his shot gun again when another Normi grabbed him.  He was able to slam the gun into the head of the zombie.  Tyler quickly knocked him down and stomped on his skull as he fired another shot into the surrounding zombies.  

Curses and swears filled into Jinx's head as she saw that the normies noticed her. No time to say anything, she picked up her rifle and swung back through the window and into the attic. She rushed down the ladder only to find Theia with her backpack and a pistol in her hand. Jinx's stuff were set and ready to go as well. Theia had a mixed expression of pissed off and laid back, as if she was waiting for Jinx to get them noticed by those normies. Thiea picked up a few more things from the room and spoke as she moved about. "Let's just get the hell out of here. I already located a possible spot where we can stay." She said as Jinx gathered her items and switched to her pistols. "Oh and stop trying to do a good deed. We need to only worry about ourselves." "Yeah yeah I got it. Now save the damn lecture for later and let's get the hell out of here." The both of them left the small house from the back door and lucky, there was only one normi in sight bt more were on their way anyways so they would be surrounded within the next 10 minutes or so. Jinx grabbed it from behind, threw it to the ground and stomped into its skull. Some of the blood splashed on to her legs and skirt. "Let's hurry up and get away from here before more starts to show up." 

Edited December 6, 201311 yr by Junko

Tyler was able to run back inside before getting grabbed.  Tyler quickly blocked off the door and ran inside to the gas station where he had jugs of gas filled up.   Tyler threw one of the canisters way out behind the horde and then poured more gas over on top of the Normies.  He threw a home made Molotov over and hit the gas can in the back, away from his camp.   The loud explosion made the Normies walk over and the fire quickly caught them and lit them up as the smell of burning flesh filled the air.  It slowly had taken away his Normi problem keeping his camp safe once again.  

"This little light of mine~"

 

Tap. Tap. Scratch.

 

"I'm gonna let it shine~"

 

Tap. Scraaaatch.

 

"...And there we go, to bring it all home." Becca admired her work of art she sculpted on the side of the house as she slapped the chalk residue off her hands. Her perfect rendition of the Day Sign for "Meds". Beautiful.

 

"Meds" always drew in better people than a basic one like "Food" or "Clean Water". The people who came for the later usually were lacking in that, while something somewhat nonessential like "Meds" usually meant that the people it drew had stock of the really good stuff. After all, drugs were becoming a commodity that was hard to find, so usually people wouldn't just give them away for free.

 

Of course, Becca did feel guilty in the back of her mind about using misleading Day Signs, but what could she do? She already had to go so far away from her home base to find what she needed now, so it would just be easier to bring the supplies to her. Call it "survival of the fittest". Except, of course, the "fittest" in this case was a deadly accurate girl with double pistols and other fun toys to keep her safe.

 

Loud gunshots, explosions, and the cries of the dead rang in the distance, which Becca just scoffed at.

 

Dumbasses. They might as well just kill themselves if they're gonna draw all of that attention. Oh well, that's less walking corpses that I need to worry about in the meantime.

 

Oh well. It was time to set the stage up.

 

Becca drew her hoodie as she stepped into the cleared-out house and made the preparations. Now all she had to do was wait, and if no one showed up by the end of the day, she'd just have to try her luck elsewhere.

Edited December 7, 201311 yr by Jilly Shears

Name: Cyler

Age: 25

Gender: Male

Nationality/Race: Caucasian

Bandit or Survivor: Bandit (murderin' time!)

Occupation: Serial Killer

Skill: Excellent with bladed weapons, merciless.

Appearance:

 

Personality: Manipulative, Psychopathic, Noble, Power-Hungry, Unremorseful, Keeps his word, Likes to bargain with his victims

Bio: Cyler went through an identity crisis at 19. He was confused and conflicted on what he wanted to do with his life. Slowly, he realized the evil of the world, and it's inevitability. He discovered the joy of hunting and blades. Soon he hungered for a different kind of prey. One night Cyler killed his mother. After that Cyler went on a killing spree in his local area. He was on the verge of being captured by police when Daybreak occurred. This would be a reprieve for Cyler. He learned the art of zombie-killing quickly, but soon, those would not sate his thirst for blood any longer. Now he kills the best and smartest, the survivors. That's how he lives, off the welfare of his victims. And he loves every second of it.

 

Lucario

(Not the best at survival RP but... Character Sheet:

Name: Darryl Rey

Age: 18

Gender: male

Nationality/Race: white-Asian raised in America.

Bandit or Survivor: (Pretty much if you're good or evil) survival

Occupation: (Occupation before Daybreak) metal smith and detective.

Skill: (Medic, cook, things that you can contribute to a community) weaponry expert/craftsman/fighter/normal crime caseworking.

Appearance: brown, nearly black hair and eyes, his hair is naturally curley but he pushes it up so it looks like curled spikes. He wears a long scarlet trenchcoat, fingerless gloves, a black and white fedora with a black and white feather, and combat boots. he has a black flannel and pants underneath.

Personality: you will see...

Bio: he was basically alone his hole life, he never knew his parents and was a bit of a vagabond and a loner by nature, he did intricate metalworks and solved crimes for a living, when the virus started, it really didn't affect him...

 

The Shinx-Luxray line.

Tyler hated using all that noise.  He was well aware of the danger but he had to take the risk to get behind the safety of his walls.  Tyler then set up his car to go scavenge for some new weapons.  He chose his quiet one that way he could easily stay away from the possible horde following him.  Tyler drove out of his garage and quickly got out of his car to close the gate.  Tyler looked around and saw different daysigns which looked like they were used up spots that were either raided or just ran out of supplies.  Tyler decided to go check out an antique shop see what kind of weapons or armor, or just anything he could find there and he knew the perfect one to go to.   Tyler pulled his car up and  went inside the antique shop and was happy with what he found.  Tyler found a whole suit of armor where he took the fore arms off the armor.  He slipped them on and knew it'd be strong enough to hold off against a bite.  He kept looking around hoping to find more good items to use.

 

(You guys are accepted!  But Yuffie, your pic doesn't work) 

Edited December 6, 201311 yr by Corrupted keyblade

Jinx and Theia waited patiently for the next few normies to pass by before leaving their hiding spot and sneaking by them. So far they've only have had to deal with a few of them but mostly went unseen. The ground shook for a quick second as an explosion went off, causing all of the normies that were nearby to move quickly into that direction. Theia poked her head out from the bushes and walked out of them. She motioned Jinx to follow and they both sprinted down the road for the next few minutes which seemed like forever before they started seeing new buildings come into view, most looked like stores of some sort. "Might as well start picking up a few things here while we're at it." Theia muttered and Jinx looked toward a certain store and her eyes lit up. "Holy crap, That place probably holds weapons. Maybe i can get new guns!" She sounded to excited as she skipped over there, Theia quickly following behind but looked over and noticed a usable car nearby. She kept it in mind in case they had to make a run for it quick. When they were close enough, Jinx stopped dead in her tracks and pressed her back against the wall. "What is it n-" Theia started to say but soon got down as she heard some noise going on inside. JInx raised her pistol as she placed her hand against the door. "There's a human in there..."

Edited December 6, 201311 yr by Junko

Daniel managed to silently follow Tyler to the antique shop. He needed some sort of ally. With a strong fist, he began pounding on the door of the antique shop. He wasn't worried of any normies. He has a knife at least. "Hey!" He caled to Tyler as he banged even louder. "I know someone is in here! I need some asistance!" He was starting to get aggrivated. If he couldn't get Tyler's help, maybe he could try to find the girl who shot the Clinger off of him earlier.