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Cingal's Collar
Join Date: Oct 2009
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In 2005 a group of five people were found on a deserted island in near-death states. It took four months for them to fully recover, and only three survived. These three went by the name Takeshi, Christie, and Terry. After the experience, they said they could not remember anything other than their names, and they stayed together for the next eight years, before they all died in a car crash. Soon after their deaths, their close freinds began to experience changes. They first had fevers, which progressed into dehydration and vomiting. Finally, after one month, they all went into comas and quickly died from brain failure. Afterwards, the doctors began getting sick, and the cycle continued, except for each 'generation' it killed them slower. Now, in the year 2015, there is mass quarantine on the entire west side of America and most of the world. Now, the center of the world is California, and a group of people have been classified as carriers of codename "Bunker" and are on the run. They don't know how long till they die, but they must survive. They must keep hope that the cure shall be found, and that the day will come when all 'Bunkers' are able to live peacefully.
---- Citizen Profile Name: Age: Previous Occupations: Contact with Bunker: Daily relations with government: Bio: Name: Terra Drinfina Age: 12 Previous Occupations: N/A Contact with Bunker: Infected Daily relations with government: Fugitive Bio: She was born and grew up normally, but during the quarantines begin her father was infected and taken by the government. That created distrust in her, and two years later her mother had a psychotic breakdown, killing sixteen people. Then, she was sent to social services. When she turned ten she was diagnosed with Bunker, and fearing the government, she ran out in panic. For the past two years she has made a dozen attempts at getting through the quarantine to the west side of America, but all have failed, and she has remained a fugitive, now considered a danger to the quarantine. You can be Infected, Government Soldier, or Random Citizen. Or anything else that you can think of.
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First started RPing in October 2009, back then I was one of the worst you'd see grammar-wise. Now in less than a year, I've progressed to be one of the best RPers here. I'm not the most original guy around, but if I get in the mood, I can create posts the God of Literature would be proud of. Along the way I've insulted I've pretended to be female I've become a super perverted guy and I've gained the ability to curse without limit. If I say motherF-er it is simply exclamation.
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Super Duper Uber Mega Ultra Extreme
Join Date: Apr 2010
Location: Twilight Zone
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Citizen Profile
Name: Jack Corine Age: 24 Previous Occupations: Musician Contact with Bunker: Infected for an unknown amount of time. Daily relations with government: Fugitive Bio: He was infected some time ago when he took his sick twin sister to the hospital. She had some sort of bug. That was a long time ago and now he has lost track of how long he has been sick. He lost his sister too, and he thinks she is dead. Now he basically goes where ever he can. He owns an apartment, but the land lord doesn't know that. Because he has been infected for so long he has many side effects, such as coughing up blood, hearing and seeing things that aren't there, panic attacks, and an uncontrollable shake in his hands. |
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Cingal's Collar
Join Date: Oct 2009
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Accepted. (And I'm putting this because the previous message was too short. Damn douchebag monitor-things...)
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First started RPing in October 2009, back then I was one of the worst you'd see grammar-wise. Now in less than a year, I've progressed to be one of the best RPers here. I'm not the most original guy around, but if I get in the mood, I can create posts the God of Literature would be proud of. Along the way I've insulted I've pretended to be female I've become a super perverted guy and I've gained the ability to curse without limit. If I say motherF-er it is simply exclamation.
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Lockhart’s are forever
Join Date: Feb 2010
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Citizen Profile
Name: Samantha Samuel's (sammy) Age: 22 Previous Occupations: N/A Contact with Bunker: Infected Daily relations with government: Fugitive Bio: She can't remember most of her past life, up untill she met Dean, who she Claim's is her brother (though he is not) because her entire family had died. She can't remember anything before that because of a amnesia, that had happened from being hit extremly hard in the head. After waking up she met Dean. Who took care of her for a while, and they grew attached to eachother, having shared a sister/brother connection, they decided to stay together. She can remember that her family had gotten Infected, and that her four year old sister had died, but she can't remember thier name's or face's, but sometime's random memorie's will let her remember thing's for a short while. Citizen Profile Name: Dean Samuel's Age: 27 Previous Occupations: Police officer Contact with Bunker: Infected Daily relations with government: Fugitive Bio: Dean has been sick for quiet some time. Not really realizing it untill he stareted bleeding from the nose and coughing up blood every thirty minute's. He had been on the run for year's after being diagnosed, having become a fugitive after his police buddie's tried to kill him. That's when he met Samantha, a girl not very much younger than him and also infected, she claimed to not know who she was, or who her family was, so they developed a bond and began to travel together.
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Ive been here so long ive lost my true self. Ive refound myself again though in my daughtr Stella Ariadne Bellum, and my husband Jacen micheal Bellum. I love them dearly, and I love my job, I am an online listener, someone who helps depressed teens get through their prolems. I want everyone to know, that they are loved. No matter what happens, you exist, and you matter.
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Dante’s Inferno
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Name: Luke
Age: 19 Previous Occupations: n/a Contact with Bunker: Newly Infected. Daily relations with government: criminal Bio: When the first wave of infectees hit, he was only nine. and within 7 years, he fell in love, and eventually found out that she was infected. they were in love with each other but eventually she was killed by enforcers of the border after a year. This enraged luke greatly, and he eventually killed 9 of the 10 security men that had killed his girlfriend. he was deemed a criminal and fled to a town, and found out he was infected a month after his girlfriend had been killed by a doctor.
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"Computer games don't affect kids, I mean if PacMan affected us as kids, we'd all be running around in darkened rooms, munching pills and listening to repetitive music." - Kristian Wilson
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Cingal's Collar
Join Date: Oct 2009
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Terra looked up at the sky above her. It was bright, far too bright, and she instantly felt a headache form in her skull. She clasped her eyes shut, remaining still for several minutes, before forcing herself up. "I'm up." She muttered to nobody, before looking into the darker bushes around her. She flet something dry on her fae, and she painfully removed the blood that had plastered itself to her cheeks. Finally, she stood up, nearly failing to remain up with the resulting dizziness, before she was steady. She then held her hands over her eyes, hating how sensitive they were. Finally, she began to make her way through the bushes, scoping out the outpost. It was one of the few places that didn't have trip mines, rocket armed guards, and walls that would put the one in China to shame, but it had about forty times more guards because of that. She had been hanging here for weeks, trying to find a way out, but so far, no go. Finally, she simply resumed her sleeping position, weariness induced by the constant slow blood loss and the malnutrition. She fell asleep once again, wondering if she would be able to figure something out in the night, when she thought better.
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First started RPing in October 2009, back then I was one of the worst you'd see grammar-wise. Now in less than a year, I've progressed to be one of the best RPers here. I'm not the most original guy around, but if I get in the mood, I can create posts the God of Literature would be proud of. Along the way I've insulted I've pretended to be female I've become a super perverted guy and I've gained the ability to curse without limit. If I say motherF-er it is simply exclamation.
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Dante’s Inferno
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Luke looked at the sky as it was starting to become twilight, just as the sun was going over the horizon he saw the slight green flash when the sun whent over the horizon he smiled, and thought to himself "good luck to me.." He walked around and took out a cigarette and a box of matches. he looked around at anything to light it on, as he put away the box which on the lighting side had all but whithered away. he turned and lit it on the side of a rough rock, which he pocketed once he found the fact that it worked. Luke sat down next to a bush, put his hat over his head and started to fall asleep, but suddenly a squirell hit the top of his head and ran away, he jumped up and chased it which upon doing so noticed the large warehouse infront of him, he immediantly jumped back behind the bush and saw a girl near him, he whispered to her to try and see if she was awake. "Hey... are you awake?... Hey! Wake up!" he sat in uttersilence for a while.
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"Computer games don't affect kids, I mean if PacMan affected us as kids, we'd all be running around in darkened rooms, munching pills and listening to repetitive music." - Kristian Wilson
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Cingal's Collar
Join Date: Oct 2009
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Terra was in the dark. No. It wasn't the dark. It was deep. And wet. and thick. Then, she opened her mouth. It was slowly, slowly filled with the deep, thick, dark liquid. Her moiuth was filled with iron, the taste of metal, and all the liquid felt like metal. Liquid metal, and she suddenly knew what she was in. Blood. Thick, diseased, black as oil blood, that had flowed through her veins her entire life. Until now. Until now, now that she was bloodless. Terra silently screamed into her blood, somehow moving despite there no longer being blood flowing through her veins.
She jetted upwards, blood spurting from her mouth in huge, thick globules. She darted forward, landing on her knees and feeling her stomach heave, and then, her throat seemed to closed out. Finally, her throat unclenched, though that gave her no rest. Along with her open throat, came a large amount of the thick black substance that had crowded her in her dream. This kept on for several seconds, simply spewing forth the blood that was so disseased, so dead and black. Finally, as her stomah and body finally stopped rebelling, she collapsed. Her face hit the small pond of blood, and she felt as if she was going to pass out. But she concentrated, focusing all her willpower on simply breathing, in and out, in and out, in and out. One cough. Two. Finally, she could breath completely normally. She slowly dragged herself up, holding her mouth with her hand. "Sorry. What?" She asked, hoping that whoever had woken her wasn't a soldier. If he was, she was screwed. There was no way she could avoid anybody when she was having such a bad day. At least it wasn't as bad as what had happened last week.
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First started RPing in October 2009, back then I was one of the worst you'd see grammar-wise. Now in less than a year, I've progressed to be one of the best RPers here. I'm not the most original guy around, but if I get in the mood, I can create posts the God of Literature would be proud of. Along the way I've insulted I've pretended to be female I've become a super perverted guy and I've gained the ability to curse without limit. If I say motherF-er it is simply exclamation.
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Lockhart’s are forever
Join Date: Feb 2010
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(just realized that my character names are sam and dean, if you know what im talking about then ill rep you)
Sammy watched as Dean walked further ahead of her. Walking at a fast pace, though she knew he was actually walking slower than she thought. The infection had made both of them lose high amount's of blood, and it was worse in her, because she had been infected longer than Dean. She sighed and caught up to Dean. Stopping as she heard a girl's voice in the distance. She froze. "Dean, did you hear that?" Asked Sammy quitly, tapping him on the shoulder and recieving a curt nod. "Yeah, let's go check it out" He said, his face contorted to keep from coughing up more blood. He led the way to where he heard the voice. Keeping quit untill seeing a small girl and an older looking boy. He halted his pace and stopped. Grabbing on the Sammy's shoulder for a bit of support, so he would not fall. he watched, waiting incase the guy was a soldiar or something untill he would talk to them.
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Ive been here so long ive lost my true self. Ive refound myself again though in my daughtr Stella Ariadne Bellum, and my husband Jacen micheal Bellum. I love them dearly, and I love my job, I am an online listener, someone who helps depressed teens get through their prolems. I want everyone to know, that they are loved. No matter what happens, you exist, and you matter.
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Super Duper Uber Mega Ultra Extreme
Join Date: Apr 2010
Location: Twilight Zone
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Jack walked pushing a cart full of random bits and odds ahead of him. He walked forward and stopped. He looked around a little surprised. He had a good view of the everyone. It was an interesting sight to see. He looked at each of them. "Why hello there." He was a little interested as to what was going on...
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