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The year is 2004. During the past 10 years the U.S. government has been perfecting a vaccine they had developed, a vaccine to give the country a firm hold on it's global dominance. This vaccine's purpose was to create an unstoppable killing machine by altering a person's DNA.

 

The government had a breakthrough. They began their final testing in a research lab in the small town of Fairfield.

 

But this little town was about to have a big problem...

 

 

Zombies. The vaccine was turning its hosts into the undead, and the disease was spreading quickly. Within 2 days, nearly 2/3's of the town was overrun.

 

Enter the remaining survivors of the outbreak and the fight for their lives.

 

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Rules

 

Every "player" begins as a human. You can either be one of the townsfolk, a surviving scientist, or part of the government recon team.

 

Your first goal is to group up with some other survivors. From there, you can decide what you wish to do.

 

Be aware, the virus is spreading quickly, moving from town to town, city to city.

 

The capital of your state is about 3 miles away.

 

The government is expected to take extreme measures in taking out the zombies. If you are a survivor, consider them a threat.

 

If a zombie bites you, you will most likely turn into a zombie.

 

Do not "godmode", i.e. control another character.

 

So far there is no known cure for zombieism. Although, as the RPG progresses (considering it is successful xp) a cure or defense may be found.

 

Have fun. Btw, this is supposed to be as cliché as possible.

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Name: Chris Kilian

 

Age: 20

 

Appearance: 6'1, black hair, brown eyes. Is usually seen wearing a long brown coat, a "kick me" shirt, and denim jeans.

 

Weapon of choice: 12-gauge pump action shotgun, small hand axe

 

Bio: Chris is a down on luck college student. Make that EX college student. He's currently unemployed and is seeking direction. Little did he know, that direction is blowing the heads off zombies.

 

Armed with his trusty shotgun and an old ford pickup truck, Chris starts a new life for himself in the Zombie ridden town of Fairfield.

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Chris hastily rifled through the shelves of the old grocery store. He had broken through the front window and was quickly trying to gather food and supplies.

 

Damnit, I wish they had some clam chowder, he thought hungrily.

 

As he gathered his collection of food he heard a groaning from the back of the store. "Wh- who's there?" he asked aloud.

 

Slowly, Chris moved forward, his hands on his 12 gauge shotgun.

 

He heard the groaning again as a tall gray figure stumbled into view. "Mr. Wilkens? That you?" Chris asked hesitintly?

 

It wasn't Mr. Wilkens.........ANYMORE. (dun dah dunnnnnnn)

 

The zombie of the old store manager quickly lunged toward Chris. With a yelp Chris quickly drew his shotty and blew the Zombies head off.

 

Breathing a sigh of relief, Chris grabbed his food and ran back outside to his pickup. He needed to find others.....

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Name-Matt

 

age-17(says he was 21 to get on the swat team)

 

appearance-regular clothes

 

weapon of choice-a revoler

 

bio-not afraid to kill anyone that has been bitten friend and family are no expection

 

(sees him come out the store and in a blink of an eye he shoved him up against the car with the gun pointed at his head) Who are???

 

 

(master JAxu should also be postin)

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Out of nowhere a man- no, a boy, pushed Chris up against his pickup and pointed a gun at his head.

 

"Who are??" yelled the kid.

 

He looks crazy. Not a zombie, but definitly insane

 

"Easy there, bro. How about you lower the gun and WATCH OUT FOR ******G ZOMBIES instead of attacking survivors!"

 

Chris quickly pulled away from the crazy kid and knocked his gun away.

 

"I don't know who the hell you are, but we've got bigger problems than your psychotic outbursts. Now howsabout we get the hell out of here before some Zombies show up?"

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Name:Josh

Age:18(lied to join SWAT)

Apperance:Regular clothes

Weapon of choice:Pump action shotgun,pistol sidearm,khukri

Bio:Kills w/e gets in his way,family friends,if they have committed a crime he shows no mercy

 

 

*Sees matt grab a civilian,walks over to him and matt*"Why were you tryin to get outta there so fast huh?

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Another man walked over to Chris. he seemed to know the man who attacked Chris. "Why were you tryin to get outta there so fast huh?", asked the newcomer.

 

"Well if you haven't noticed" replied Chris, "there are HORDES OF UNDEAD WALKING AROUND TOWN!"

 

As Chris said this, Matt fired a shot behind Chris, taking down an approaching Zombie. "Lets go" stated Matt.

 

"Well, get the hell in guys!" yelled Chris as he started up his pickup. More Zombies lurched towards the 3, drawn out by the gunshot.

 

"The names Chris, by the way. Let's roll."

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Name: Joe Fieldbinder

 

Age: 36

 

Appearance: 6'3, S.W.A.T uniform, S.W.A.T Helmt.

 

Weapon of choice: m-16 assualy rifle with silencer, p99 handgun.

 

Bio: Joe is a member of the S.W.A.T of Fairfield. He is now one of the only S.W.A.T members left and is trying to gather surviviers and destroy as many zombies as he can.

 

Joe was driving his armored S.W.A.T vehicle around town running over zombies. Another S.W.A.T member sat next to him. The back was filled with food, three survivors. There was still some space. Joe saw three young people talking. "WHAT THE ****! Why the hell are they just standing there!" Joe shouted. He pulled over by the three people. "Get on in!" Bob said (Swat next to joe). One of the people unlocked the door in the back and made a hand movment telling them to get in. There were also some guns and ammo in the back.

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Name: Michael Donavon

Age: 42

Appearance: A balding man in a bloodied labcoat.

Weapon: Carrying a 12 gauge shotgun

Bio: Donavon was on the science team working on the vaccine. He fortunatley happened to be just entering the complex when the power went down and was able to make his escape just as the undead horde began marching onto the surface.

 

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*A bloodied man staggers onto the street*

 

Donavon: It's over! You can't stop them! Get out! Get out of here!

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Name: Joe Staten

 

Age: 24

 

Appearance:http://www.ugo.com/channels/comics/heroMachine2/heromachine2.asp

 

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Weapon of choice: Katana, also has a revolver

 

Bio:grew up in FairFeild, had a nice home and a girlfriend. but one day, when the virus arrived, he was forced to kill both his girlfriend and brother for they had become zombies, on that day his heart had become hardend and he went on a killing spree, shooting and slicing zombies as he looked for more survivors.

 

 

Joe was surrounded by zombies, he stood up straight, loaded his revolver, unsheathed his katana, then let out a extremely large cray and then shot at zombies, and charged at another bunch sword slashing infront of him.

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Chris motioned Matt and Josh towards his pickup truck. We need to get out of here, now., he thought fearfully.

 

The one named Matt had a very strange look in his eye. He might be trou-

 

A huge screech filled the air as a large armored SWAT vehicle slid harshly to a stop in front of the 3 men.

 

A gruff voice yelled from the inside. "GET ON IN!"

 

Chris was hesitant. He didn't want to leave his pickucp truck behind, but an armored car seemed a helluva lot better than a rusty Ford. And besides, he thought, I swear I heard someone moaning "get out of here" over and over again. I think I'll take that advice to heart.

 

Chris jumped into the back of the SWAT van.

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in less than ninty seconds Joe had taken out all 10 zombies, headless bodies lay everywhere, many with bullet holes in them, joe wiped the blood of the sword, reloaded his revolver, then sheathed and holstered his sword and gun, he turned around and continued walking.

 

Joe came aopn a SWAT truck that was heading his way, joe had seen zombies use vehicles before, so just in case, he took out his katana and revolver.

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Name: John Groaning

 

Age: 24

 

Appearance: 5'8, Blonde Hair, Blue eyes, Black Jeans, Dark Blue Shirt

 

Weapons: 2 Silver Guns and a small knife

 

Bio: John owns a nice thrift store in Fairfield. He and his family were having lunch when Zombies showed up and killed them all except John. He ran and is hiding in a locked up bank that still has a few zombies.

 

John spoke into a radio.

 

"Help im located in Texas Bank in North Fairfield, if anybody heres this message help, im locked in the highest security vault, the override code is 56-9TR, hurry im out of ammo and zombies are trying to get in!"

 

John sat there quiet and silent hoping someone heard his message.

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