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Bladin's Sword Sharpener
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The Journals of Scott Ryan, Head of Homeland Security
December 28, 2012 The Mayans were right. Technically they weren't because the world didn't exactly "end". What happened, was the dead rose. But it's not like you see in the movies. They're not mindless, brain-eating monsters. They're just like humans except they're more rotted and arrogant because they've "seen the other side". A week after they rose, they protested for equal rights. People were killing them, segregating them, harassing them, and so on. A law was written into the Constitution that segregation to the living or dead was illegal. And now here we are. We've got countless undead in Congress, an undead on the 2016 ballot, even governors that are undead. Although they have proven useful. They're ability to not die or be easily injured in invaluable in construction. They're the reason for the erection of Match City. The only strange thing about them, is every single undead always carries a small stone slab. And everyday at exactly noon, for five minutes, they stand stock still, stop what they're doing and chant in gibberish to the slab. When asked about it, they say they have know idea why they have the slab and blank out for five minutes, everyday. You are on a small squad that works for the MCPD. Your job is to hunt down undead criminals and bring them to the local penitentiary. Name: Race: (Human or undead) Weaponry: (2 Glock 12's, Remington 870 shotgun, M16 w/ mid-rang scope, or a .44 Magnum Anaconda) Appearance: (just put a brief description of your character) Personality: (a brief description of your character's personality) Etc.: (anything you didn't describe in personality or Appearance) Name: Michael Andre Staler Race: Human Weaponry: 2 Glock 12's Appearance: Micheal hair scruffy brown hair that usually uncombed. He is always wearing his long, forest green duster and matching bowler. He stands 6'2 and had a toned, slightly buff build. Personality: Micheal has a dark sense of humor, which sometimes gets him in trouble. He puts himself in danger to feel a constant adrenaline rush. Etc.: Micheal has a British accent. RULES -I am the ONLY person that can progress the plot. That's even simple thing like being attacked by crooks. -This is a mature RP, but keep the language to a lesser extent -Undead are EXACTLY the same as humans except they have faster healing abilities and are more resistant to pain. ALSO, DO NOT BELIEVE SCOTT RYAN'S JOURNAL, UNDEADS CAN DIE IT JUST TAKES ALOT MORE TO KILL THEM THAN HUMANS. Last edited by C~Dub; 05-17-2009 at 06:28 AM. |
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POPOPOPGOESTHEGLOCKGLOCK
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Name: Lewis Lannen
Race: Undead Weaponry: M16 w/ Scope, knife Appearance: Approximately six feet tall, and one hundred and forty three pounds in weight. Well built and athletic. He doesn't seem to be undead at first glance, but a closer inspection shows a large skull like that from a bullet hole on his forehead above his right eye. Black hair, and light blue eyes. An almost-handsome face. Personality: A very serious person, who is appreciative of the fact that he gets another chance at life. He has a no-nonsense personality, and is proud of his job and happy that he has a chance to protect mankind and Undead kind through his line of work. Etc.: A very fast sprinter |
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Baby Bowsers Soiled Diaper
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Name: Sean Lowrie
Race: Human Weaponry: .44 Magnum Anaconda, metal tonfa Appearance: He is a thin man with a medium build. He often wears a black headband, and wears a leather jacket, with black jeans, and carries with him at all times a silver pocket watch. Personality: Talkative, cocky, laid back, wisecracking, and loves speed. Etc.: Speaks in a Australian accent, and a great driver.
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Snakes Big Toe
Join Date: Sep 2008
Location: U.S.A
Posts: 425
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Name: Milkweed
Race: Undead Weaponry: A .44 Magnum Anaconda. Also a concealed knife. Appearance: About 140 pounds. He has a small spiked hair which looks weird with his skin rotten. He has mysterious golden eyes and is somewhat short for his age. He wears mostly vest with black under armor on underneath. Personality: Milkweed is deadly. He has a stealthy approach and kills silent. He is pretty nice and jokes along with his friends but is quiet when with others. He also loves relaxing and almost always has a piece of Milkweed in his mouth. Etc.: He's 21 years old. Also throughout the story He might have found other blades and things that I can't spell (Motilava Cocktails) Lolz I know it's way off...
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Moderator
Join Date: May 2006
Location: Coloring eggs in the lost city of Atlantis.
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Name: Ulrich Shrine
Race: Human Weaponry: Remington 870 shotgun, two XM84 stun grenades. Appearance: 6'3'' tall, the fasting representation of a man neither too thick or too thin. Appears to have been muscular in his youth, but middle age has brought an atrophy to his most vital of muscles. He makes do with his several years of experience. Personality: Generally reserved, though known for having his share of light-hearted moments. Knows how to think and act like a criminal when the time calls for it, which has aided him several times in the past. Values life above all else and is emotionally torn due to the situation of the newly risen Undead. Etc.: 54 years of age, russian ancestry. Has served 32 years with various law enforcement agencies. Has a wife of the same age and one child.
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