Zombie Role-playing Game

Surviving the Horror

This is the RPG, add your name and basic skills.

Players:
[DrakeRivenworth]
Johnny, Survivor, skilled in combat. Most proficient with guns, small and heavy arms. Many skills...
[dragonslammer]
Andrew, S.T.A.R.S Charle team, Skills in self-defense, stealth, and some in combat ,Natural with a gun (any), not the very best in offensive combat but you better think twice before attacking him.
[Thing From Another World]
Chris S.w.a.t team comando good with some guns (especially shot guns) best known with stabing weapons. chris is in full armor
and a highly trained in combat. kills:99 1/2
[Carol Lynn]-Laury
Laury is a civillian age 26 with some interesting abilities. She knows many of the worlds most famous cities like that back of her hand. She is an ex convict. Originally goverment trained, she supposidly turned on them in the middle of a mission for umbrella co. Laury is calm, cool and deady. Her main weapons are two .45's (point fourty-five) with 10mm bullets. Her apperance is tall and lank, a build much like clairs. With cold brown eyes that can make any man fidget and dirty red hair.

(Quake) Will: 17 year old high school student works part time for a mechanic good with hands only gun experience was a beebee gun from when he was a kid skillful with knives loves to skate board and sing in his rock band and is not shy or cowardish will look a zobie dog in the mouth with out fear but if you show him a preety girl hes a wuss and he always thinks theres a way to win against any oppenent but knows when to run away.



Laury sat up in her bed, she has pushed all her sheets to the side from a nightmare and woke up freezing. She wrapped her arms around herself and tried to remember the dream. Just like the others. she sighed to herself. To foggy to remember but I still feel...feel, terrified. Her thoughts were broken suddenly as she hears Sasha her cat meowing in the kitchen. Food, food, food. Is that all the damn thing cares about? She stood up and got another wave of cold as her feet touched the hardwood floors. She went to flick on the light, nothing. "Damn power..." She mumbled. The cat continued to meow longer. "I'm coming Sasha, just shut up!" she yelled down the hall. Just as she did the cat hissed and made a strange juggling noise. Laury didn't like this. A moaning sound followed and faint footsteps. Laury turned back to her bed and drew out one of her .45's. She held it at the ready and opened her bedroom door, only to step back shocked. "Mr. Anderson..." This was her landlord, except...it looked like he had been attacked by dogs, his face was almost torn off and there were fragment of skin hanging in a few bloody places. "Mr...mr Anderson do you need-" just than her lunged at her, she dodged and shot him in the leg. "Don't make me do it again. Just stay down." He got up, Laury began to realize something was very very wrong with him. "Umbrella..." she said to herself, malice in her voice. She than took one last look into this mans dead eyes and shot him in the head. She knew this would stop it and she stepped over the body and went to the window, she pulled back the curtains and looked out into the falling snow, she was on the 11 floor of her apartment building. She looked down to the street and into complete and total desolation.

     Andrew Collins, Lt. of S.T.A.R.S Charle team stood stead at the end of the hall, unleashing a barrage of almost endless firing bullets on the rampaging mutts of vermin.'They just don't stop do they?' he thought to himself as he reloaded a clip in his smg and fired upon them once again."I can't hold to this much longer...",he added as the smg clicked, signaling he had run out of ammo.He threw the gun at the dogs and ran down the hall, Jumping over broken doors and dead bodys that were already reanimating and swinging there arms out to him.The Smg ( small machine gun, for those who don't know what it is) was one of the last large weapons he had had issued to him."Man S.T.A.R.S base is not going to be happy that i lost there smg to a back of mutts!", he said as he ran to the air vent he climbed into the building through. The reanimated dogs were almost to him when he had slipped into the vent and was well out of there reach.He laided there in the vent and thought to himself how did he get himself into this. "And to think just this morning i was at the base, now i can't even get into a simple apartment complex. Who would have thought?' the was thinking in his head as he began to crawl through the vents in hope of a safe location. Andrew is carrying a standard S.T.A.R.S berretta ( standard pistol used by S.T.A.R.S issued pistol issued to them ) with only 4 clips left (each holding 12 bullets each) and a combat knife.