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fallen angels


in the zombie apocalypse






PRELUDE



Sixteen months into the apocalypse the Fallen Angels Motorcycle Club continues to run their business. Everybody had to adapt to the new reality and so did they. They left the walls of the clubhouse that bound them to the Pennsylvanian soil to retaliate on the enemy gang a few states away before the outbreak hit. Forced to fight against undead and other survivors they became involuntary nomads.

Still distributing weapons and drugs they also take odd jobs as mercenaries. Protecting people and shipments, sharing intel and helping with trade. For a price. With money having lost its value, the Fallen Angels are paid in food, water and other necessities ensuring their survival.

With more dead wandering South from the Canadian border the business became more difficult than ever. But with a new job comes hope for a better future.

Will the club survive another month? Will they gain new enemies or allies through the new task? Will the deceased overrun their makeshift clubhouse and end the era of the Fallen Angels? Join us to find out!







GUIDELINES



Hey everybody! Thanks for reading the synopsis of what hopefully becomes a full fledged RP. This is a recruiting thread so if you're interested please read the rules and follow the instructions below.

1. This is Mature (18+) RP with sexual, religious and political themes, strong language, blood, gore and death so beware before signup.
2. Character deaths must be agreed upon as a group. Character deaths will occur to further the storyline.
3. There will be time skips to keep the story flowing. I expect participants to help create a story worth telling. Participants will be a crucial part of the success of this roleplay.
4. Do not take IC posts personally please.
5. The roleplay will be character and plot driven. There is an overarching story that the Fallen Angels arc will complement. Which means our characters will meet others along the way that exist within the same setting.
6. I’m looking for players that can help create an interesting and dramatic narrative through their character(s) and their development. This will be an intermediate RP with detailed posts (roughly 1-2 paragraph posts minimum) and a decent amount of activity (1-2 posts a week).
7. Pitch your character in OOC if you want to join and check out the other characters in the Character Thread linked below. Ask away if you have any questions.
8. Have all the fun :)








MC HISTORY



At the end of the war, seven veterans came together to pay tribute to their lost brothers through the creations of the Fallen Angels Motorcycle Club. They wore wings stretched over their backs to honor those who made the ultimate sacrifice for their freedoms. All through the US they were known as the helping hands of suffering veterans everywhere - helping various foundations that dealt with veteran unemployment, homelessness and rehabilitation. They rode with one ideology, β€œwe were brothers then, we are brothers now.” Unfortunately that idea died with the founding members as times begun to change and those who carried on the legacy got a taste of how powerful the patch had become.

Guns, drugs, money and power drew new members in creating a new history. Even then, some who wear the patch continue to hope for a resurgence of ideals. In the harshest of times in human history, the Angels can return to who they were and become a helping hand once more or continue dealing with the devil and burn in his hell.







HOT START



The Fallen Angels managed to set up their new base and protect it but they were recently noticing an influx of undead in the area. Eventually one of the largest hordes they've ever seen passed dangerously close to their clubhouse.

Where was it heading?

What might have stood in its path of destruction?

The Angels are about to find out…








THE OUTBREAK



Sixteen months ago the world collapsed into a dark void of chaos. The dead no longer slept, instead rose to their feet to cast unimaginable horrors all through the globe. They craved living flesh, eating everything from small animals to humans. They were rotting, skin dripping off in the hot summers and cracking in the winters. The elements did not stop them however, but a bullet or knife through the brain did for some reason - and that was the only way.







THE CLUBHOUSE



The makeshift clubhouse is a gated one story bar with enough capacity for fifty people, one non-operational bathroom, a managers office, a large VIP room turned patch-only business room and a couple of closets here and there. Surrounding the building are small RVs where members, families and friends can stay or spend the night - all within the guarded gates. Armed guards are posted at the single entrance, taking out the dead that straggle along or unwanted visitors. Motorcycles are parked under the covered parking next to the entrance.











β™‘design by beyonddandy, coded by uxieβ™‘
 
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The door drifted wide open. Its old hinges protested with a low whine that echoed mournfully through the stillness. A beam of afternoon sun streamed in, casting a bright rectangle of light onto the dusty floorboards splashed with the long-dried blood.


Benjamin inhaled the thick, stale air. It tasted like dirt and musty old wood. His thick hand tightened on the lowered pistol and his brows drew in. The light and shadow played across his weathered face, highlighting the lines and creases as he looked around the room. Few knocked down chairs, dirty tables and a broken window that invited more sand and debris with each gust of wind. No bodies. No sounds. The sense of alertness slowly melted into melancholy that stung in his chest.


"You're planning to just stand there, big man?" Jenkins pushed past him, earning a grunt from the stocky male. "It looks empty to me." The taller guy added to the men and women waiting outside.


He sidestepped the stains and broken glass, making a beeline for the bar. "What do we have here?" His dark hazel eyes fixed on the prize.

"Jackpot." He dropped the shotgun on the counter and pushed his hand against the dusty wood. His leather jacket creaked as he jumped over the bar. It was a hole-in-the-wall with a split mirror behind the few remaining bottles that gathered dust. Jenkins snatched one of them and opened it without a second thought.


Others followed inside along with Benjamin. It looked safe but they remained cautious. The new Prospect took the sight in with quite an awe.


"Dang, this place is old school." The young man beamed widely at the sight of a jukebox in the corner, forgetting about potential dangers. "Y'all check this out!"


Benjamin gave him a scolding look. It wasn't the time for entertainment. He navigated between the tables to check the back room. They didn't know what could be hiding in there.


Jenkins gasped for air after chugging the liquor straight from the bottle. "Tsk." He hissed and licked his glistening lips. "The world's finest Kentucky bourbon." His gaze cruised along the unkempt place.


"Touch of love and it could work, what do you think Pres?" He looked at the man in charge who just entered the clubhouse.


A sudden clatter at the back made everyone freeze but moments later Benjamin emerged from the patch-only business room and gruffly confirmed what each of them hoped for.


"It's clear."


The President looked around and nodded with satisfaction. "Ladies and gentlemen. Welcome to the new home of the Fallen Angels M.C."
 
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M.C.










fallen angels


in the zombie apocalypse






PRELUDE



Sixteen months into the apocalypse the Fallen Angels Motorcycle Club continues to run their business. Everybody had to adapt to the new reality and so did they. They left the walls of the clubhouse that bound them to the Pennsylvanian soil to retaliate on the enemy gang a few states away before the outbreak hit. Forced to fight against undead and other survivors they became involuntary nomads.

Still distributing weapons and drugs they also take odd jobs as mercenaries. Protecting people and shipments, sharing intel and helping with trade. For a price. With money having lost its value, the Fallen Angels are paid in food, water and other necessities ensuring their survival.

With more dead wandering South from the Canadian border the business became more difficult than ever. But with a new job comes hope for a better future.

Will the club survive another month? Will they gain new enemies or allies through the new task? Will the deceased overrun their makeshift clubhouse and end the era of the Fallen Angels? Join us to find out!







GUIDELINES



Hey everybody! Thanks for reading the synopsis of what hopefully becomes a full fledged RP. This is a recruiting thread so if you're interested please read the rules and follow the instructions below.

1. This is Mature (18+) RP with sexual, religious and political themes, strong language, blood, gore and death so beware before signup.
2. Character deaths must be agreed upon as a group. Character deaths will occur to further the storyline.
3. There will be time skips to keep the story flowing. I expect participants to help create a story worth telling. Participants will be a crucial part of the success of this roleplay.
4. Do not take IC posts personally please.
5. The roleplay will be character and plot driven. There is an overarching story that the Fallen Angels arc will complement. Which means our characters will meet others along the way that exist within the same setting.
6. I’m looking for players that can help create an interesting and dramatic narrative through their character(s) and their development. This will be an intermediate RP with detailed posts (roughly 1-2 paragraph posts minimum) and a decent amount of activity (1-2 posts a week).
7. Follow the instructions from the Character Thread or pitch your character in OOC if you want to join. Ask away if you have any questions.
8. Have all the fun :)








MC HISTORY



At the end of the war, seven veterans came together to pay tribute to their lost brothers through the creations of the Fallen Angels Motorcycle Club. They wore wings stretched over their backs to honor those who made the ultimate sacrifice for their freedoms. All through the US they were known as the helping hands of suffering veterans everywhere - helping various foundations that dealt with veteran unemployment, homelessness and rehabilitation. They rode with one ideology, β€œwe were brothers then, we are brothers now.” Unfortunately that idea died with the founding members as times begun to change and those who carried on the legacy got a taste of how powerful the patch had become.

Guns, drugs, money and power drew new members in creating a new history. Even then, some who wear the patch continue to hope for a resurgence of ideals. In the harshest of times in human history, the Angels can return to who they were and become a helping hand once more or continue dealing with the devil and burn in his hell.







HOT START



The Fallen Angels managed to set up their new base and protect it but they were recently noticing an influx of undead in the area. Eventually one of the largest hordes they've ever seen passed dangerously close to their clubhouse.

Where was it heading?

What might have stood in its path of destruction?

The Angels are about to find out…








THE OUTBREAK



Sixteen months ago the world collapsed into a dark void of chaos. The dead no longer slept, instead rose to their feet to cast unimaginable horrors all through the globe. They craved living flesh, eating everything from small animals to humans. They were rotting, skin dripping off in the hot summers and cracking in the winters. The elements did not stop them however, but a bullet or knife through the brain did for some reason - and that was the only way.







THE CLUBHOUSE



The makeshift clubhouse is a gated one story bar with enough capacity for fifty people, one non-operational bathroom, a managers office, a large VIP room turned patch-only business room and a couple of closets here and there. Surrounding the building are small RVs where members, families and friends can stay or spend the night - all within the guarded gates. Armed guards are posted at the single entrance, taking out the dead that straggle along or unwanted visitors. Motorcycles are parked under the covered parking next to the entrance.











β™‘design by beyonddandy, coded by uxieβ™‘


































M.C.










fallen angels


in the zombie apocalypse






PRELUDE



Sixteen months into the apocalypse the Fallen Angels Motorcycle Club continues to run their business. Everybody had to adapt to the new reality and so did they. They left the walls of the clubhouse that bound them to the Pennsylvanian soil to retaliate on the enemy gang a few states away before the outbreak hit. Forced to fight against undead and other survivors they became involuntary nomads.

Still distributing weapons and drugs they also take odd jobs as mercenaries. Protecting people and shipments, sharing intel and helping with trade. For a price. With money having lost its value, the Fallen Angels are paid in food, water and other necessities ensuring their survival.

With more dead wandering South from the Canadian border the business became more difficult than ever. But with a new job comes hope for a better future.

Will the club survive another month? Will they gain new enemies or allies through the new task? Will the deceased overrun their makeshift clubhouse and end the era of the Fallen Angels? Join us to find out!







GUIDELINES



Hey everybody! Thanks for reading the synopsis of what hopefully becomes a full fledged RP. This is a recruiting thread so if you're interested please read the rules and follow the instructions below.

1. This is Mature (18+) RP with sexual, religious and political themes, strong language, blood, gore and death so beware before signup.
2. Character deaths must be agreed upon as a group. Character deaths will occur to further the storyline.
3. There will be time skips to keep the story flowing. I expect participants to help create a story worth telling. Participants will be a crucial part of the success of this roleplay.
4. Do not take IC posts personally please.
5. The roleplay will be character and plot driven. There is an overarching story that the Fallen Angels arc will complement. Which means our characters will meet others along the way that exist within the same setting.
6. I’m looking for players that can help create an interesting and dramatic narrative through their character(s) and their development. This will be an intermediate RP with detailed posts (roughly 1-2 paragraph posts minimum) and a decent amount of activity (1-2 posts a week).
7. Follow the instructions from the Character Thread or pitch your character in OOC if you want to join. Ask away if you have any questions.
8. Have all the fun :)








MC HISTORY



At the end of the war, seven veterans came together to pay tribute to their lost brothers through the creations of the Fallen Angels Motorcycle Club. They wore wings stretched over their backs to honor those who made the ultimate sacrifice for their freedoms. All through the US they were known as the helping hands of suffering veterans everywhere - helping various foundations that dealt with veteran unemployment, homelessness and rehabilitation. They rode with one ideology, β€œwe were brothers then, we are brothers now.” Unfortunately that idea died with the founding members as times begun to change and those who carried on the legacy got a taste of how powerful the patch had become.

Guns, drugs, money and power drew new members in creating a new history. Even then, some who wear the patch continue to hope for a resurgence of ideals. In the harshest of times in human history, the Angels can return to who they were and become a helping hand once more or continue dealing with the devil and burn in his hell.







HOT START



The Fallen Angels managed to set up their new base and protect it but they were recently noticing an influx of undead in the area. Eventually one of the largest hordes they've ever seen passed dangerously close to their clubhouse.

Where was it heading?

What might have stood in its path of destruction?

The Angels are about to find out…








THE OUTBREAK



Sixteen months ago the world collapsed into a dark void of chaos. The dead no longer slept, instead rose to their feet to cast unimaginable horrors all through the globe. They craved living flesh, eating everything from small animals to humans. They were rotting, skin dripping off in the hot summers and cracking in the winters. The elements did not stop them however, but a bullet or knife through the brain did for some reason - and that was the only way.







THE CLUBHOUSE



The makeshift clubhouse is a gated one story bar with enough capacity for fifty people, one non-operational bathroom, a managers office, a large VIP room turned patch-only business room and a couple of closets here and there. Surrounding the building are small RVs where members, families and friends can stay or spend the night - all within the guarded gates. Armed guards are posted at the single entrance, taking out the dead that straggle along or unwanted visitors. Motorcycles are parked under the covered parking next to the entrance.











β™‘design by beyonddandy, coded by uxieβ™‘

Count me interested!
 
smookie smookie NanLia NanLia Namazu Namazu
Your characters are officially accepted. Looking forward to getting this started.


Hey guys! You all have liked or commented on this thread, so I wanted to reach out and see if any of you are interested and joining us? Feel free to start a WIP character, ask me questions or anything! Would love to have y’all πŸ™‚
Good_Morels Good_Morels , Plutoni Plutoni , birth of venus birth of venus , BloodThunder27 BloodThunder27 , wickedlittlecritta wickedlittlecritta

hey! i love the idea of this but i'm unfortunately stretched thin on the amount of rps i'm in that i can reasonably and timely respond to, so i'm gonna have to pass. hope you all have a great time with it though!
 
hey! i love the idea of this but i'm unfortunately stretched thin on the amount of rps i'm in that i can reasonably and timely respond to, so i'm gonna have to pass. hope you all have a great time with it though!
Thank you! Good look on all of your ventures! Hope to RP with you in the future :)
 
smookie smookie NanLia NanLia Namazu Namazu
Your characters are officially accepted. Looking forward to getting this started.


Hey guys! You all have liked or commented on this thread, so I wanted to reach out and see if any of you are interested and joining us? Feel free to start a WIP character, ask me questions or anything! Would love to have y’all πŸ™‚
Good_Morels Good_Morels , Plutoni Plutoni , birth of venus birth of venus , BloodThunder27 BloodThunder27 , wickedlittlecritta wickedlittlecritta
Thank you for reminding me! I forgot I just need to finish his personality :))
 
This still open? Love zombies as of now after dead island 2 came out!
 
Bump! We're still open and looking for more! As a reminder roles are not gender-locked, so we'd love to see more female characters too!
 

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