World War Z [Semi-Lit+] Accepting

[Phantasmagoria]

[ Please note that having read The Zombie Survival Guide and the same titled World War Z (both by Max Brooks) will help you to understand this RP better. Go pick up a copy at your local Books-A-Million! or Barnes & Noble. You won't regret it. ]


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"Have you heard the news that you're dead?
No one ever had much nice to say,
I think they never liked you anyway.
Oh, take me from the hospital bed
Wouldn't it be grand? It ain't exactly what you planned.
And wouldn't it be great if we were dead?"


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Some refer to it as "The Walking Plague," or newer more "hip" titles such as "World War Z" or "Zombie War One." I personally dislike this last moniker as it implies an inevitable "Zombie War Two."

Even though we have (temporarily?) defeated the zombie threat, the survivors still struggle to rebuild society. The stories that lie therein are the tales of those survivors.


-- Index --

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--.. Plot ..--
--.. Rules ..--
--.. Character Forms ..--
--.. Current Characters ..--



--.. Plot ..--


I'm sure that introduction made you think the war is over. It's not. Despite the fact the government is back and running (in Hawaii, strangely enough), there are still outbreaks in safe zones everywhere. Our story takes place in southwest Virginia in a small fortress-like city named Troy ("As long as zombies don't learn how to make giant wooden horses, we should be fine" some have joked).

But Troy isn't perfect. While sniffer dogs weed out the infected before they enter, sieges still occur outside the twenty feet high thick concrete walls and reinforced steel gates. Houses are raised on stilts like homes on a flood plain, with retractable ladders and similar walkways between the domiciles. With the shielded wells, solar cell roofs, and gardens abound; it's obvious what the intent of the design was.

The weather is bipolar, peaking at nearly 110 degrees Fahrenheit and slipping down ten degrees below freezing during the winter. (Winters however come in handy as zombies freeze during that season, allowing for the residents to raid nearby cities.) The snow has turned grey from all the pollution and ash in the air.

Summers are almost literal Hell, with heat stroke taking its toll (thanks to no air conditioning).

Fights break out in the anarchic society within the walls, some leading to death. All there is for leadership is a small board committee, which is constantly conflicted with different opinions.

Though overall, it's better than being stuck out somewhere, alone, against fifty thousand zombies.


--.. Rules ..--


1. REALISM. I expect you to have rudimentary survival skills. I don't expect you to know how to purify water with nothing but copper pipe or anything that complicated, but knowing how to survive in the wild is a must.

2. No godmodding, powerplaying, Gary/Mary Sues, etc. You know the drill.

3. This is semi-literate and above, I therefore expect at least three paragraphs per post, more if you have several characters. (And I mean real paragraphs, at least five sentences, no half-assing.)

4. I don't expect anymore from you than I do from myself. If you have writer's block, just say so, so we don't think you're -specifically- brushing us off.

5. There is a limit of four characters. Though you may have more if some are "kill off" characters that may be murdered or infected.

6. More realism. Anyone who's shot a simple revolver knows how hard it is to get a consistant shot on center mass, let alone on a moving, albeit slow, object the size of a melon. You have to miss sometimes.

7. No drama in OCC. Got something against someone? Keep it to yourself. If you have nothing nice to say, say nothing at all.

8. Romance, infighting, and drama are the basis of this RP, and is therefore encouraged.

9. Follow all forum rules. I don't expect to have to stress this, but better safe than sorry.


--.. Character Forms ..--


QUICK! Fill it out before the zombies come! (Remove the stuff in the paranthesis.)

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[b]Name:[/b] [ First and last, middle optional. Also any nicknames. ]
[b]Gender:[/b] [ ... Easy enough. ]
[b]Age:[/b] [ From 5 to about 30. ]
[b]Personality:[/b] [ Optional -- I know how characters evolve. ]
[b]Description:[/b] [ Picture is fine. Preferably a link, if you do use one. ]
[b]Strengths:[/b]
[b]Weaknesses:[/b] [ I expect at least two of these and the above. It's not that hard. ]
[b]History:[/b] [ Semi-optional. I'd like to know where your character came from. No "doesn't talk about it." Really.
[b]WOC:[/b] [ Weapon of choice. ]
[b]SWOC:[/b] [ Secondary weapon of choice. ]
[b]Other:[/b] [ Anything I forgot? Just say so here.<3 ]

--.. Current Characters ..--


-Username- | Picture (If Applicable) | Gender | Age | -Char. Name-

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-Zeev- | Click. | Female | 25 | -Lougenia "Lou" Dauterive-
-Zeev- | Click. | Male | 17 | -Arsen Petrov-
-Zeev- | Click. | Female | 19 | -Carrie Reese-
-Zeev- | N/A | Male | 61 | -Evan McLane-
-Pandora<3- | Click. | Male | 17 | -Benjamin James Henry-
-Pandora<3- | Click. | Male | 19 | -Andrew "Andy" William Filosi-
-Et tu, Brute?- | Click. | Male | 22 | -Sunda Kenner-
-dasarith- | Click. | Male | 16 | -Thomas Riley-
-dasarith- | Click. | Female | 18 | -Ashley "Leyley" Riley-
-Nightingale- | N/A | Female | 17 | -Lucie "Lou-Lou" Greene-
-Nightingale- | N/A | Female | 13 | -Rin (Unknown Surname)-
-Nightingale- | N/A | Female | 13 | -Sakura (Unknown Surname)-
-Resilience- | N/A | Female | 24 | -Ever Thomson-

[Phantasmagoria]

Name: Lougenia "Lou" Dauterive
Gender: Female
Age: 25
Personality: Hailing from Cajun country, Lou's spirit is as strong as her accent. She fancies herself a leader type and is able to overcome most any situation. Though she is far from a peace keeper, her fiery tendencies have lead to some unsavory rivalries between herself and other residents of Troy. She is rather blunt and not afraid to tell anyone what she thinks of them. Her headstrong attitude and stubbornness had lead to quite a few stand offs with death, but her odd calm and fearlessness allows her walk away nearly unscathed. Her emotions, however, will be her downfall. She tends to burst out in anger and rage, usually causing some collateral damage to something. While this can be useful when directed at zombies, she can also hurt humans during her outbursts..
Description: Lou has green eyes and reddish brown hair with tight, natural curls throughout. She stands a short five feet even, though her stature appears to have no damper on her attitude. She wears a pair of black work boots that are somewhat similar to the combat variety and black leather jacket to match. She has on a pair of desert camoflague ACU pants and a Depeche Mode T-shirt.
Strengths: Being strong, mentally, not physically. She's the kind of chick you read about, far from a heroine, but a leader in a sense, anyway.
Weaknesses: She has a bad habit of making decisions for everyone. Some people therefore don't like her. She is also easily stressed and doesn't like being the follower, making her rebellious to most in authority.
History: Growing up in the bayou with three older brothers prepared her for living in an undead world. She had to learn how to defend herself, and their lack of most creature comforts known to even the poorest of the middle class readied her for the new world of growing and scavenging for what she needs.
WOC: Ruger Mini 30 (Doesn't show up? Just refresh the page. :3)
SWOC: A Ruger New Vaquero .357 Magnum which she uses .38 calibers in. It's her last resort, as it's a pain to reload.
Other: Has a dog named "Perdy", who is jokingly called "part shepherd, part stegosaurus" due to her massive size. The dog has medium length white-ish tan fur and pointed ears.


[ I'll make a guy later. :< I feel burned out now. ]

[Phantasmagoria]

Name: Arsen Petrov
Gender: Male
Age: 17
Personality: Aloof and quiet, Arsen tends to fade into the background and is usually found sitting somewhere, watching people. He is oddly sensitive and highly dependent on others (for good reason, too, I suppose), becoming attached to people easily. He is also pessimistic and has a we're-so-going-to-die sort of look on this situation. He has the attention span of a three year old and is constantly being distracted by stupid, random things. He always looks at the worst case scenario, and this so-called "bright side" is non-existant to him. He is actually not a pyromaniac, in spite of his name.
Description: Arsen wears his blade in and over-the-shoulder holster and his gun on his hip, off his belt (a default tan ACU model.) He is only five feet and four even, only adding to the whole issue of not being taken seriously. He wears ankle high black Converse that are stained by congealed blood and other bodily fluids one would rather not identify. He usually travels via skateboard, using the concrete sidewalks leftover from the city pre-war. He is far from strong and could probably not even do a full push-up. His usual attire consists of just plain jeans and a black All That Remains t-shirt.
Strengths: Being quiet, sadly enough. He can simply lurk silently in the shadows when the dead show up, waiting for rescue. His strangely deft common sense allows for split second decisions and stable long term plans.
Weaknesses: Being deaf means he is unable to hear the undead coming, and as he rarely speaks he can't call out when grabbed. His so-called "child-like innocence" makes it hard for him to be taken seriously, and therefore his input is almost never valued.
History: Arsen grew up in the suburbs of Washington, D.C. with his mother, as his father, a former Marine, State Police officer, and National Guardsmen, was killed in his second deployment to Iraq (Operation: New Dawn, not Desert Storm) by a roadside bomb, possibly set by a member of the local police they were training. He was taught by his father how to use, disassemble, clean, and reassemble virtually every gun in their cabinet. He survived the time after the Great Panic on the upper floor of their cookie-cutter home on MRE's brought back by the same person who gave him knowledge on the 9mm he carried with him. His mother never returned from a shopping trip the day before the outbreak went city-wide (even though she carried a .380 he suspects she is dead.)
WOC: Beretta 92FS (9mm)
SWOC: Marine KA-BAR
Other: N/A


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Name: Carrie Reese
Gender: Female
Age: 19
Personality: Characterized by her lack of interest and brutally sarcastic ways, Carrie is blunt and abrasive, and the word 'nice' does not appear to be included in her vocabulary. She has a habit of telling people exactly what she thinks of them and the first thing that comes to mind, which is usually an insult. She believes any sign of fear is weakness and is therefore rather defensive of her emotions. She will never admit to being wrong and appears to be completely guiltless, even if something she did resulted in the death of another survivor. Her whole outlook on this entire thing is "Survival of the fittest" and she won't hesitate to leave anyone who slows her down for dead. She hates being contradicted and will most likely become resentful of anyone who upstages her.
Description: Carrie stands an Amazon-like six feet and two inches, with red hair (that she is constantly messing with) parted on the left, with what appears to be chocolate brown roots that need to be covered. Along her arms from wrist to shoulder are sleeve tattoos with are showed off by tank tops and, more often, cut off shirts with bands such as AC/DC on them. She mainly wears cargo pants with enough rips and tears that even the most.. "social" of women would feel uncomfortable in.
Strengths: Her strength. Literally. Having been quite the tomboy when she was young resulted in her ability to easily give any zombie what for. She is usually able to decapitate with one disdainful blow using most any bludgeon or edged weapon.
Weaknesses: Carrie is paranoid, paranoid, paranoid~ Every single noise she hears in the dark sounds like a shuffling, dead footstep and she expects a member of the undead to be hiding in every shadowy crevice. She has a strange inability to make decisions, both split second and thought over ones. Considering she can barely pick a hairstyle without getting frustrated and stressed, making her survival skills very limited and restricted.
History: Born and raised in Maryland, Carrie's pre-war occupation was a death metal guitarist. She was an only child and therefore had to put up with her dad picking on her, making her a dangerous person to mess with. She was the kind of girl who could, and would, beat you up in front of all your friends. She wasn't one to get attached to people, and those her were considered "acquaintances" were usually only so because of her prowess.
WOC: An AK-103.
SWOC: A Tanto Knife (Also known as a "samurai sword in your pocket.")
Other: N/A

[Phantasmagoria]

[ Bump. :3 ]

[Chara Dreemurr]

((Whoot! Something (in the future?) with guns and things! Except I don't understand faienheight. I'm guessing it.

Name: Lilith "Lil" Diaz
Gender: female
Age: 18
Personality: did you say optional??
Description: Lilith has long, black hair with slight purple streaks in them. She has pale skin, and dark brown eyes. She can't often wear dresses, such as in the picture, but she will most likely wear simple black jeans and a purple, or black sweater. In the summer, she will wear a shirt with 'spagghety' straps.
Strengths: Quickness. If she is suspicious, the first thing she'll do is whip her weapon out. She has a precise aim, and she can dodge things, such as balls or grenades, easily.
Weaknesses: Her recklessness and stubbornness. If she thinks everything is alright, or does not think about what the consequences might be, she will act. She shall receive the consequences, and she will realize that she shouldn't have done that.
She has ideas. She will stick to them, and even if someone contradicts her, she will show her proof. If she does not want to do something, she will not do it. Nothing could change her mind. And, when she wants something badly, she might often act as a drama queen.
History:WIP
WOC: sniper rifle
SWOC: silenced pistol
Other:If you don't mind, she has a black cat with green eyes, called Sharpclaw because of, what else?, her sharp claws. Will find a detailed pic.))

[Phantasmagoria]

[ Please use some form of OCC. Fahrenheit is the American temperature scale. Try this site. And it's not set very far in the future, just a few years in a different sort of world, with zombies.. xD ]

[Chara Dreemurr]

((ok. Thanks for telling!))
((I know someone who has the zombie survival guide))

[Chara Dreemurr]

((how do you bump it??))

[Phantasmagoria]

[ You can only bump a topic if yours is the last post or you're the thread creator. Threads can only be bumped about once a day. ]

[Phantasmagoria]

[ ravenmoon, I have two words for you; not accepted. First of all, there are literally hundreds of types of sniper rifles and pistols, be specific. We're not damn mind readers. Second, spelling "spaghetti" right would help you imensely. Fix these things and write out her history, and you'll be accepted. But my tolerance for illiteracy is worn thin, you have been warned. ]