Realistic or Modern The Days After (Post Apocalyptic RP)

[Deadweight]

The year is 2020, two years after the virus spread global.

The people who survived the initial chaos avoided contact with others, as the virus could spend weeks incubating in its host. However, there were some who were immune, due to their genetic code. Only about five percent of the Earth's population is immune, and about twenty percent have increased resistance to the virus, therefore being able to fight it for a longer period of time.

The virus itself, named EoH-18(End of Humanity-2018), is an altered version of the Spanish Flu. It was made to combat the ever-so-growing population of Earth, but it was handled improperly, leading to the release. The symptoms are the same as the actual Spanish Flu, except lab tests indicated it made it's victims go into an uncontrollable rage, killing anyone who they saw. After about a day, the victim will die and then reanimate to continue killing. The animated corpse is slower and weaker, but is still as deadly. Although they don't eat their kills, they do bite to spread the virus.

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So, as mentioned, this will take place two years after the initial outbreak. You can decide if you are immune or not, so be sure to mention it in the character sheet. You can have up to three characters, and if you need to take a break, you can either kill them off or have them go away from the main group for a while.

Rules: No God-mode(Everyone should get hurt now and then, to make it interesting)

Have your replies be at least one paragraph, but sometimes one liners are okay(Talking to another character, for example)

Keep the violence and such PG-13

Have fun
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This is the RP thread.

 

[Deadweight]

Daniel opened the lid to the box, hoping to see something inside. Sadly, as he glanced over the contents, all he found was junk. He closed his eyes in frustration and let the lid fall back down. He rubbed a hand over his face and stood up, raising his shotgun. In all his life, he hasn't had this much bad luck trying to find something, but now it seemed anything could slip right past him. He wondered if Alan or Eden have found something yet.

"Hey, you guys find anything yet?" He called out to the two others across the room. "I'm really starting to lose hope here."

 

[txlos]

"Besides a few cigarette butts and dirt? Nope." Eden sighed, kicking the disappointing box from her path and sitting down on a barrel she had searched just minutes before. It was hot. Too hot for her liking. Shaking her head, she clutched the torn up dusty blue tank top that made it only half way down her torso and wiped her face with it. "Hey D are we even looking for anything specific? 'Cause I always heard growin' up that once you stop looking for something you'll find it." A yawn escaped her mouth as she looked down at her rifle, picking some dried dirt off of it. "I'm just thinkin', maybe we should take a break. I can see the steam starting to come out of your ears."

 

[KaldorDraigo]

"Maybe I should stop looking for a juicy grilled burger and a nice, cold beer to wash it down with, eh?" Alan offered from his post as sentry by the window, not looking at Eden, eyes scanning the desolated streets of an abandoned world for any sign of movement. Zombies - because honestly, what else could you call them - didn't seem too active during the day time but they weren't the only things their merry trio had to worry about. "Waddya looking for anyways, Daniel?" He shifted and hefted his rifle against his shoulder, debris and broken glass crackling softly beneath his hiking boots. "Cause everything that's easy to reach has to be picked clean by now."

 

[Deadweight]

Daniel walked over to another box, lifting the lid. If he was being honest, he really didn't know what he was searching for. He had heard stories a long time ago about a cure being worked on, but that was probably just another pipe dream. One thing he did know, was that one of his old buddies owned this place and had stashed a map with marking on it somewhere around it, detailing certain things he had around the town.

"Well, one of my old buddies had a map. It was a while ago, but he said it should have some things marked on it that we would find interesting. Only problem is, this place seems...empty." He closed the box, finding nothing of value. "You see any other warehouses out there, Alan? He told me it was a place like this, but I doubt it was in here."

He then walked over to Eden, sitting on his knee. "Yeah, we should take a rest. I don't think I got much more in me." He looked up to Alan," You mind taking the first watch? I'll take over after you, and Eden can get some much needed rest. I know you've been doing a lot lately, so take some time to get your energy back, yeah?"

 

[KaldorDraigo]

Warehouses, eh? Alan took a careful scan of the area, noting and dismissing the ruined or smaller buildings from his consideration. After about a minute of silence he turned to face the pair and report his findings. "There is only one that would be considered a warehouse from what I can see." He began, "To the north there's a two story building that doesn't seem all too banged up, surrounded by a chain link fence. If we're lucky," Alan let out a grim smile, it didn't reach his eyes. Not much luck left in this world for anyone anymore, for the living at least. "scavengers might have missed it in a hurry." Unlikely, but somebody had to try and keep their spirits up. "I reckon it'll take us half an hour to hike over there for a looksee."

"First watch?" Alan raised an eyebrow but nodded, beginning to move from the window to the main entrance of the warehouse, it would provide a better vantage point. "Sure. Just remember we've only got a couple hours till it gets dark."

 

[txlos]

Eden threw a crumpled piece of paper at Alan for his remark, frowning when it missed and turning her attention to Daniel. A map? Seemed almost useless to her since the entire world was so drastically different now. Nevertheless, Eden nodded her head and smiled at Daniel, tucking her rifle between her legs on the floor, and leaning against the wall behind her. She had been working hard, and it meant a lot that her friends had noticed. With the wildlife being picked clean for food, she had been forced to hunt birds and squirrels, and the little bastards were fast and annoying. "Thanks D." She grinned, slipping her bag down by her rifle and crossing her arms over her stomach. She hated nightfall. Couldn't sleep when it was dark. She felt useless, and had previously fought with her two travel companions to take night's watch. Shutting her eyes and fiddling with her thumb ring, she tried to focus on the wind to calm her. Although these days, not much did that.

 

[Deadweight]

Danial smiled,"Anytime." He sat back up and went up to where Alan was, standing next to the window

"So, where was that building you mentioned?" He asked. "Might be a nice place to set up for a while, at least. We can't keep this up too much longer." He slung his shotgun around his shoulder and leaned against the wall, looking out of the empty window frame.

 

[txlos]

"Unless it's already inhabited," The redhead sighed, eyes still shut but listening in on her friend's conversation. "You know what happened last time we found a tribe of people. We were almost taken for lunch. Do you have any idea how bad a ginger would taste?" Eden huffed, opening her eyes to tie her hair in a knot on the back of her head. "I agree with D though," A small huff left her lips as she rested her elbows on her knees, rubbing her hands down her freckled face. "We can't just keep going and going without a place to go back to. It's driving me insane."

 

[KaldorDraigo]

"And you're s'posed to be asleep, young lady. Haven't we talked about you staying up past your bed time?" Alan gently teased the youngest member of their group

"But if it is occupied..." Alan paused and scratched the side of his chin thoughtfully(he really needs to shave soon), considering her words, then shrugged uncaringly. "Then they'll either be friendly or they'll learn to share. Those tribal people didn't fare too well against our guns, eh? And yes. Having a proper bed would be nice."

He turned back to face Daniel and gestured north with his free hand. "Tip toe alittle and you can see it further down the street, right after the house with the blue roof. All we have to do is make our way down the road strewn with car wrecks and debris, avoid the zeds and make sure we don't piss off any humans that might be there!" Alan grinned widely. "Piece of cake, eh?"

 

[Deadweight]

Daniel rubbed the bridge of his nose,"Yeah, sure."

He then looked towards the way Alan had said, and sure enough, he saw the place. Sadly, though, it would probably be dark by the time they arrived. It would be better to wait out the night here, and go in the morning. "Alright, let's wait until morning. No use being out in the dark with our pants down."

He went back down to the first floor and took out his tent, but suddenly he felt tiredness wash over him in an instant. Not wanting to be awake any longer, he simply took the bedroll out of said tent and threw it on the floor, and collapsed onto it. "Wake me up later, and I'll take your spot on guard." He yawned.

 

[txlos]

"You're only three years older, don't be a dick." Eden chuckled as she pushed up, unable to find rest with the thought of moving. The sun was already falling low, the sky cascading with oranges and yellows. It was almost as if everything had changed but the sky... but even that was sometimes strange and foreign too. She envied Daniel in his ability to just fall asleep when a human normally should, and it wasn't lost on her that the discoloration beneath her eyes was getting progressively worse.

"No sleeping now," She muttered before trudging over to sit in the window where Alan was, watching his face crinkle at the landscape. She wished sometimes that her sarcasm could mask her fear, but she had never been too good at that.

"Ever wonder if someone you know got it?" Eden asked, not daring to break eye contact with the horizon as she traced a fox tattoo on her forearm. "Or how it feels? Shit like that keeps me up at night... amongst other things."

 

[KaldorDraigo]

Alan leaned against the corrugated metal walls of the warehouse, letting his rifle hang from it's sling on his shoulder and allowing his legs to rest. "Sometimes," He admitted quietly, giving the surrounding area another scan, probing for any disturbances or signs of activity. He disliked dusk, it was dim enough that he couldn't see too well, but bright enough that his eyes didn't need to adjust to the pitch black of night.

"But I try not to worry about things like that. What's the use? If I ever meet someone I know... I hope I'll have the strength to put them out of their miserable existence." He glanced briefly at the younger woman beside him. "I only hope I will have somebody to do the same for me, should it become necessary." The temperature was starting to fall as night approached, Alan didn't relish feeling the prick of the cool night air against his skin.

"You doing alright?"

 

[txlos]

Eden shook her head, her ginger hair flying out of its bun to fall in messy waves around her. These thoughts haunted her often, ever since she saw her first infected. They were vile, horrid creatures. Barely classifying as human. The mere image in her mind made the freckles of her skin raise with goosebumps.

"Doin' fine Mr. Korski," She faked a smile before pushing up off her knees, standing and stretching out her arms.

"I just need a bit of rest," Making her way to her pack, she slipped out a thin blanket and rolled out one of the cardboard boxes until it was flat, making her bed for the night.

"For the record," She added, laying flat on her back and fidgeting with her thumb ring, "If you turn into one of those things, I'll be sure to put a bullet through that thick skull of yours."

With a playful wink, Eden rolled over and tried to sleep. The cold air and grumbling noises that filled the earth these days made it hard, but she figured she may as well at least try. And much to her pleasure, when her sage eyes reopened, the world was just finding daylight again.

 

[Deadweight]

Daniel opened his eyes to see the dim morning light pouring in from every crack in the place, also managing to find a way to be right in his eyes. He growled and turned his head away.

"Why is it every single time?" He sighed.

After sitting there for a few more minutes, he sat up and grabbed all his things. He looked up to see Alan sleeping on the top of the balcony. Of course, Alan would forget to wake him up to take his place so he could sleep. He rubbed a hand over his face and stood up, deciding to check the perimeter before everyone woke up.

However, he noticed Eden was just starting to wake up. "Hey, Ede. How'd you sleep?" He asked.

 

[txlos]

"Like hell," Eden grumbled, shoving her face into her arms to avoid the sunlight. At least she got four, maybe five hours. More than she was averaging before. She could feel the quiet though. The quiet that day brought from the zombie moans and grumbles. She wished it could just be silent like this at night so she could sleep a full eight hours.

Sitting up and stretching out her back, she nodded towards Daniel with a yawn. "Wha'da 'bout you?" She managed out, rubbing her eyes. "Ready to rock and roll on over to that other warehouse? Get ourselves an actual home base?"

 

[KaldorDraigo]

The quiet sounds of the others along with the rays of the morning sun prickling on his skin was enough to rouse the large man, sleeping with his back against the wall. Wearily he let out a loud grunt, grabbing his rifle with one hand and trying to rub the sleep from his eyelids with the other. "Wha-. Aw shit, Daniel. Fuck, I should've woken you..." Alan's voice was gruff and husky from going so long without water, rumbling out from deep within his chest. "Sorry guys."

"Mornin Eden." He trudged over to where their little group was gathering and knelt on the ground, rummaging around his backpack for the large 2 litre military canteen he always carried and took several small sips from the dark green apparatus. "What's the game plan today, boss?" He queried in between sips, looking towards Daniel.

 

[Deadweight]

Danial chuckled,"It's fine. We all needed some sleep, and this place is secure enough so we didn't really need a watch."

He switched to his 'Game Face' as the others put it, when he was explaining things or giving out orders.

"Alright, first things first. We need food. Eden, I need you to scout around the area, see if you can find anything else that's intact and looks untouched. Don't go in alone, though. Just mark 'em with your map mind and we'll all search together." He explained. "Al, you come with me. We're going to go see what that building you saw has to offer. Be quick, be quiet. In and out, you know the drill."

"Everyone will meet back here in about an hour or so, along with anything you find. Everyone just eat and get awake for now, we'll start in a little."

 

[txlos]

Fishing out a granola bar and a bit of water from her bottle, Eden nodded and saluted to their resident man-in-charge. She appreciated that about Daniel. He was to the point, honest, and a ready-to-go kinda guy. He was, however, moving way too fast for Eden this morning. The ginger girl was unusually tired and kept having to halt her bites of food for a yawn.

"I'll hit west of this place first. The houses looked pretty barred off so none of the riff-raff could get in," She joked once she felt awake enough to do so. "If I feel okay enough, I'm gonna go in D. Places that look too sketchy I'll just mark. I think I can kick in some of the older plywood and rummage." Eden smiled and playfully rolled her eyes. "Stop worrying about me so much papa bear."

Finishing off her granola and, again to no success, she stood and dusted her pants, packing everything back up into her old navy blue bag.

"I can't carry everything so if you want something specific let me know. Alan, if I find rum, it's mine. And no, I'm not sharing."

 

[anna]

"Shit, shit, shit—" James ranted helplessly under his breath, hearing the slow moans of corpses multiply around him as he raced down an empty street.
"Is anybody out there?!" He continued to call out, despite the fact that he was attracting more and more undead with each scream. Also lured in by the stench of blood on James' clothes, they treked on in their sluggish march towards the boy. They weren't very smart, or fast, but their numbers and James' panicked state made up for these weaknesses. The frantic brunet turned a corner and dodged a few unwelcome hands grabbing in his direction, his eyes scanning the street and homes for anyone who could help him.

 

[KaldorDraigo]

"Eden!" Alan gasped, placing both hands over his chest, face downcast with mock sorrow. "You hurt me so! And to think we were becoming friends, I was even going to offer to share my cookies with you but I'm going to have to reconsi-"

"Is anybody out there?!"

"What the-" Alan whirled to face the direction of the yell, unslinging his rifle and rising to his feet all in one smooth motion. "Why the fuck would they be so loud?" He asked but not really expecting an answer, running towards the window facing the direction of the yells. Bringing the stock of his rifle and bracing it against his shoulder, Alan peered through the scope and what his saw sent shivers down his spine. "I've got one subject, young male being pursued by multiple zeds. " This was all business Alan, voice steady as a rock and crisply delivering his observations. "Looks like he's got a lot of blood on his clothes, but I cannot confirm whether he is injured or not at this time. No firearms are obviously present."

"Is anybody out there?!"

"Fucking kid is going to bring the whole neighborhood down on us." Alan growled beneath his breath, waiting to hear what the others wanted to do.

 

[txlos]

"He's gonna wake the whole fucking town!!" Eden added to Alan's remark, of course, exaggerating. She threw her pack down and tied her hair into a tight knot, grabbing her trusty Remmy and loading in a few bullets before standing to her feet. She hated this, these panicky people who didn't know what the hell these things were or what they responded to.

"Shoot the bastards if they get to close, not the kid," Eden sighed under her breath, taking place next to Alan and peering through her scope. This kid looked like a baby giraffe running from a hoard of lions. "Which one of us is gonna go save the poor bastard?" She sighed, pissed off at this guys nerve to run around screaming his head off. "'Cause I'll be honest, I don't know if I'm fond enough of him right now to do it." Eden chuckled, obviously joking as she glanced from her scope, to Alan, and back.

"If you do it I'll split the rum with ya."

 

[Deadweight]

Daniel readied his shotgun, standing at the door. Why did this guy have to be so loud? It's two years into this thing and he can't be quiet? If he had a penny for every person he came across like that, he'd be ten pennies rich.

"I'll take all the rum if I just go out there and shut him up!" He yelled, but not loud enough to actually be considered yelling. "Start shooting the Virals, don't kill the kid, yeah?"

 

[KaldorDraigo]

"How bout we just pop the zeds and split the rum eh? Yall are light weights anyways, I can tell." Alan needled from behind his scope, grinning but never once taking his eyes off the approaching party. "Fuck he's still being to goddamned loud."

"Okay, Eden you start from the leftmost zombie, I'll start from the right most and we'll work our way to the centre. Daniel, you've got the shotty so it's your ass on the line today m'man." And with that, Alan placed the crosshairs of his scope squarely on the head of the rightmost zombie. A wave of revulsion rose through his stomach as the visage of the creature in all it's morbid, decaying glory filled his vision. 500 meters, no wind. Account for the drop.... one degree up.

He squeezed the trigger in between two breaths, rocking the recoil back into his shoulder gently as he was trained, the sharp crack of the rifle shattering the silence of the dead town. Quickly bringing the rifle to bear on the next target and fired again. "That's two."

 

[txlos]

Eden feigned offense, lining up her shot on the leftmost zed and hovering her finger over the trigger. "You think I'm a lightweight," She scoffed, shaking her head and nailing the first with a shot between the eyes. "I'll have you know sir," Another breath, another fire. Shot dead. "I was raised by cowboys and hunters," Another breath, easy. The last was chasing dead on behind this loudmouth shithead. The shot was hard, but not impossible. A deep breath and her nail pressed on the trigger, Eden fired. Middle of the skull, right near the crown. The zed fell with an almost screech-like moan.

"I can down anything and hold myself just fine." She finished, patting Alan's back twice before standing up and watching the idiot kid run closer, looking outwards to make sure the gunfire hadn't attracted anymore of them. She didn't want a hoard on their hands. Not today anyway.