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by **Arabascan** » Sun Nov 21, 2010 8:32 am UTC

Hey there guys,
Few weeks ago, I joined into a zombie-RPG on the Newgrounds Forum. It collapsed after 2 days, but... It was fun, so I'll start a new. In my comment section (if it's not allowed, I'll find out but I think it's OK).
Rules are:
-It's the zombie world like in the "zombie survival guide" or in "World War Z" (Max Brooks).
-Location is NY
-It's short after the great panic (means most of the NYers are evacuated or dead and there's nearly no military).
-The survivors are guys who are stuck in NY for some reason (or wanted to stay). They are NOT ueber-zombieslayers. I dont want a group of McGyvers, J.Bonds and Chuck Norris-like-guys. Soldiers are OK, even Elite-Soldiers but they are not those "I-Pwn-you-all-suckaz"-soldiers. They have problems with survival too.
-Stay realistic! You can't make a doublekill with your small finger. If you get bitten, you won't survive!
-No zombie players.
-Here you'll just post in-game-comments. Everything else will be made via PM or I'll open a new topic.

And: If you want to join in, please contact me first via PM.

I'll make the first post when some of you PMed me.

by **Arabascan** » Sun Nov 21, 2010 1:52 pm UTC

Aw, come on! It's fun!

by **Badion** » Thu Dec 09, 2010 2:39 pm UTC

Names Boston. Been Wondering this Place for about a week now. Came down from my namesake when the city went haywire. How is everyone?

by **Arabascan** » Thu Dec 09, 2010 4:24 pm UTC

The door was locked. London knew, that there is food behind that door. The guy was one of the people who early started hoarding, and some days ago, London saw him wandering around in the city. He was infected. And the door is locked, that means that he was infected outside before he could use the supplies. But breaking the door would make noise and noise attracts the infected.

London prowled out of the building, searching for a window he could use to enter the flat. There was one. Third floor. No fire stairs. He has to climb.
Luckily there was a drainpipe. It wasn't rusty but mossy and probably slippery. Anyways, it was the best way. London wasn't a bad climber but clibing a smooth wall alone without equipment...

After a few minutes, he reached the window. He smashed the glass, wary not to make much noise. Then he pulled his crowbar and entered.

The flat was clean and tidy. No signs of battle, no blood. Looked clean.
Then London noticed that the door has been barricaded from the inside. The owner couldn't have done this when he was outside.
There's something here.

London looked around. He found another locked door. He heard scratches. He tried to open, but it was locked from inside. He put his crowbar in position and opened.
The zombie couldn't even turn around before his head was smashed.

There was some canned food and other supplies in the flat. And it was safe now. A perfect hideout.

by **Boreeas** » Thu Dec 16, 2010 11:23 pm UTC

Arabascan wrote:Hey there guys,
Few weeks ago, I joined into a zombie-RPG on the Newgrounds Forum. It collapsed after 2 days, but... It was fun, so I'll start a new. In my comment section (if it's not allowed, I'll find out but I think it's OK).

That's a big jump between forums...

by **Arabascan** » Fri Dec 17, 2010 2:14 pm UTC

Maybe...

by **jbwraith** » Tue Dec 21, 2010 5:16 am UTC

Arabascan wrote:The door was locked. London knew, that there is food behind that door. The guy was one of the people who early started hoarding, and some days ago, London saw him wandering around in the city. He was infected. And the door is locked, that means that he was infected outside before he could use the supplies. But breaking the door would make noise and noise attracts the infected.

London prowled out of the building, searching for a window he could use to enter the flat. There was one. Third floor. No fire stairs. He has to climb.
Luckily there was a drainpipe. It wasn't rusty but mossy and probably slippery. Anyways, it was the best way. London wasn't a bad climber but clibing a smooth wall alone without equipment...

After a few minutes, he reached the window. He smashed the glass, wary not to make much noise. Then he pulled his crowbar and entered.

The flat was clean and tidy. No signs of battle, no blood. Looked clean.
Then London noticed that the door has been barricaded from the inside. The owner couldn't have done this when he was outside.
There's something here.

London looked around. He found another locked door. He heard scratches. He tried to open, but it was locked from inside. He put his crowbar in position and opened.
The zombie couldn't even turn around before his head was smashed.

There was some canned food and other supplies in the flat. And it was safe now. A perfect hideout.

Wraith saw something out of the corner of his eye. He quickly turned with his SKS ready to fire, scanning for a zombie. When he saw someone climbing, he put his weapon down. "Zombies don't climb", he muttered to himself. As he walked towards the house, he heard a thud of a body hitting the floor. Thinking it might have been the person he saw climbing in, he opened the bayonet on the front of his rifle, holding it ready to thrust if needed. He quietly tapped on the door and waited for a reply.

by **Arabascan** » Tue Dec 21, 2010 4:00 pm UTC

*tap tap*
London turned around quickly. Everytime when you just want to sit down, eat something and relax...
He drew his Steyr GB. Ugly as shit but the perfect weapon for CQC. Durable and accurate. Would be even better with a silencer but still looks impressive.
He looked through the peephole and saw the SKS. Not a bad weapon, but not in buildings. The bayonet would be more dangerous. And if he stays inside, the stranger wouldn't shoot because that would attract Zombies. So he fainted: "Who's there?"

by **jbwraith** » Tue Dec 21, 2010 5:58 pm UTC

He heard a faint noise like someone talking. He couldn't make out the words, but it didn't sound like a zombie. Taking a deep breath, he gambled on the voice being from a human.
"My name is Wraith. I heard something fall. Is everything okay in there?"

by **Arabascan** » Tue Dec 21, 2010 7:28 pm UTC

London cleared his throat, then muttered: "Yeah, everything OK here. Just an unwelcome guest. Where do you come from? I've seen the last survivor..." ...who didn't try to kill and loot me... "...three months ago."

by **_infina_** » Wed Dec 22, 2010 1:40 am UTC

not too far in the distance a noise, almost like that of a creeper about to explode, occurs. Suddenly two nearby buildings explode and rain fire. A shout of "booya" is heard in the distance.

by **jbwraith** » Wed Dec 22, 2010 6:28 am UTC

"I'll tell you when I get inside. I'll drop you my weapon first as a show of faith that you won't-" An explosion goes off in the distance. "Shit. Get me in there and up high where I can observe. I guess introductions will have to wait a little longer."

by **Arabascan** » Wed Dec 22, 2010 10:45 am UTC

"Fuck. OK, the Zombies will first run to the noise. But more Zacks will rush in and the area will be crowded in a few minutes. C'mon, let's grab everything useful and get out of here ASAP."
London opened the door, then ran inside the room and started grabbing supplies and stow them in his backpack. He's caucasian male in a ugly brown wax jacket with a camo backpack. His only weapons are his unsilenced pistol and his crowbar.

by **jbwraith** » Wed Dec 22, 2010 4:02 pm UTC

Wraith runs halfway into the room and takes off his pack. He starts shoving supplies into it when a moan is heard from outside. He turns around and sees one zombie in the street. "Shhhhh" he says. "One zombie, outside. Hasn't noticed us yet."

by **Arabascan** » Wed Dec 22, 2010 4:12 pm UTC

London didn't stopped grabbing supplies, but now he was more silent and careful.
"OK. My bag is nearly full.If you're ready, let's go."

by **jbwraith** » Thu Dec 23, 2010 1:06 am UTC

Wraith looks at his pack. He had a water purification system, three MRE's he'd scavenged from a dead soldier after putting a bullet in his head to make sure he didn't rise up, and 50 rounds of ammunition. "Let me grab a little more food and I'll be good."

After he finishes packing, he turns and says "I guess we can do introductions now. My name is Wraith. At least, that's the name I go by now. I used to front a metal band before all this happened. We got stuck in here when the military put up a perimeter. I don't know where everyone else went to, but I don't think anyone else is still living. What's your name and story?"

by **Arabascan** » Thu Dec 23, 2010 8:01 am UTC

The guy grabbed a few cans of food, then turned around.
"You can call me London. I was on vacation here when the whole shit started. I managed to escape from Allentown and went here to get a ship or something to return home. Short after I was here, the military started to retreat, the city was overrun and now... Just tryin' to survive."

by **jbwraith** » Thu Dec 23, 2010 7:11 pm UTC

"I doubt any ships are still here. I think the best thing we can try to do is get out of here. Mountains are good for survival. Only problem is the water. I don't feel like swimming, so we will need to get a boat of some kind if you want to try that. The only other ways out are the tunnel and a helicopter."

Side question- are we setting this in New York City? Just trying to get a firm location down for where it's set at.

by **Arabascan** » Thu Dec 23, 2010 7:52 pm UTC

"OK. But first, let's leave the area. The blast would have attracted lots of undead."
London grabs his stuff and walks towards the door.

Yes, we are in NY City.

by **jbwraith** » Sat Dec 25, 2010 1:22 am UTC

Wraith turned and followed London. It's strange he thought to himself. I'm trusting my life to a complete stranger. I hope that it works out better than going it alone..

"London. Since we're out in the open, do you want me out front, or do you want to be in front? We'll switch off every block as we move. It should be a little more secure to move that way. Let's just move away from the blast. When we hit water, we'll figure out what to do and which way to go then. "

by **Arabascan** » Sun Dec 26, 2010 2:57 pm UTC

"I'll take the front. Go."

I'll post more later.
Happy Christmas!

by **jbwraith** » Mon Dec 27, 2010 7:59 pm UTC

After traveling 3 blocks, they hear a sound from around the corner. Wraith opens up his bayonet and takes his place at the corner of a building. He motions for London to be silent, then listens carefully to the sound he's hearing. Eventually, he hears human voices. He whips around the corner and sees that a T.V. is still on, a remnant of a former life. He heads across the street and waves London over.

by **_infina_** » Tue Jan 04, 2011 3:33 am UTC

Three blocks away, tires squeal as a black, full-size van turns a corner at high speeds.

Sorry, picked a bad time to make my first post. Went on vacation 2 days later.

by **Arabascan** » Tue Jan 04, 2011 10:18 am UTC

London sprints cross the street to the next corner, covering the street with his pistol, ready to shoot. Then he saw something.
"Wait a second! Here's a gun."
A dead soldier to his feet. He obviously shoot himself with his MP5SD. Red-dot-sight. Silenced. Some clips left.
London took the gun and wrapped it on his back. In safety, he will first clean it, then use it. He also took all the other clips and a combat knife.
"OK. Let's head... We're at Upper West Side. The Lincoln tunnel is destroyed, I think, we should go south to reach the Long Island Expy. Agree? Go."

by **_infina_** » Tue Jan 04, 2011 5:23 pm UTC

From behind the van rolls up next to London and slows to a stop. The driver window is rolled down, and a voice from within starts.
"Hello gentlemen. I saw you running earlier might want a warm place to stay. You will have to ignore the noises from the basement lab, though."

by **Arabascan** » Tue Jan 04, 2011 5:29 pm UTC

London turns around when he hears the motor sound.
"What the... Are you crazy? You're attracting the whole goddamn undead city with this van!"
However, he steps in.
"Wraith! C'mon!"

by **_infina_** » Tue Jan 04, 2011 6:46 pm UTC

"This whole city has been rigged with diversions of my own make. I have several stations rigged to send out the sound of an overworked human heart. The zombies are quite amazing creatures, one you get past the whole undead thing."

by **Phrozt** » Tue Jan 04, 2011 7:33 pm UTC

Phrozt plants his iron tipped bo to the ground and vaults his boots into the middle of the 3 zombies in front of him, crushing its skull as he lands. A quick sweep trips up the zombie to his right, and his long pea coat swirls as he executes a snapping blow to the jaw of the last standing zombie, sending its head spinning at an awkward angle as its spine is snapped at the neck. He gets up and arcs his bo overhead, smashing the skull of the zombie he tripped up a few seconds before, sending blood across his splash guard.

He would have slipped right past them had the damn van not peeled around the corner like that.

"hmm... survivors... at least 3 of em."

Hoping he wasn't making a mistake, he stood out into the open street and hailed the van.

by **jbwraith** » Thu Jan 06, 2011 2:12 am UTC

"Thanks for waiting up for me." Wraith gasped. "Haven't had to run like that since....hey, there's a guy back there with a staff. He's waving and saying something. I'll cover him if one of you wants to go and see what he wants."

by **Arabascan** » Sat Jan 08, 2011 7:34 am UTC

"Come on! Let's go!"

by **Phrozt** » Mon Jan 10, 2011 3:32 pm UTC

"Why hello fellas," Phrozt says as he scans everyone for bite marks and signs of aggression. "I'm Phrozt. You guys are all clean aren't you?"

by **Arabascan** » Mon Jan 10, 2011 3:44 pm UTC

London just pulls up his sleeves and pant legs. No bites or injuries.

by **jbwraith** » Tue Jan 11, 2011 4:15 am UTC

"Same here. See"? Wraith says as he does the same. "Don't touch the bayonet though. Haven't had time yet to clean it."

by **Phrozt** » Tue Jan 11, 2011 3:35 pm UTC

"Oh don't worreey...." Phrozt trails off where he'd normally address someone by their name.

"if you can't tell, I'm a bit heavy on the defensive side. I was a bit OCD back when I was alive..."

by **jbwraith** » Wed Jan 12, 2011 4:43 am UTC

"How do you mean, back when you were still alive? Did you literally die, or is this a mindset you have about life?" Wraith asked, nervously trying to remember how many rounds he had in the SKS should he need it.

by **Phrozt** » Wed Jan 12, 2011 3:33 pm UTC

"This is hell. Hell is on Earth, just like the Kingom of Heaven was on Earth. God wasn't talking about some fairy tale magical place up int he clouds... heaven was being kind to someone just because, or the smile of a child. That's all gone now. Life as we know it just doesn't exist anymore, but some things still carry over."

"So who are you folks anyway? I haven't seen anyone for days and all of a sudden there's 3 of you?"

by **_infina_** » Wed Jan 12, 2011 6:58 pm UTC

"I was searching for a couple of new test zombies when I found these two. ran from an explosion of mine. I have access to a crematory if we need it."

by **Phrozt** » Wed Jan 12, 2011 7:29 pm UTC

"Maybe you should clue us on on where you have your traps rigged up... I have enough trouble fighting off the knuckleheads your traps stir up. I'd rather not have to worry about jumping in one myself..."

by **jbwraith** » Fri Jan 14, 2011 3:01 pm UTC

"I second that we should know where the traps are. My name's Wraith."

by **Arabascan** » Fri Jan 14, 2011 4:31 pm UTC

"I'm London. And yes, I didn't survive that long to be killed by a booby trap. I like boobies, but not these."

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