Tye Taylors
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It's been a month since the plague went global, what's left of the world is hanging on by a thread. This catastrophe started with just a little outbreak of Meningitis, it attacks the brain effectively shutting it down causing death. Normally, the disease would just die off in individuals when it's host died, this strain however was different. The strain of Meningitis developed something that others didn't hunger, the hunger brought will, the will gave it new strength. With the strength, an adaptation soon followed...the disease needed a way to feed when the host was dead. The solution was simple, why have a host when you can have a slave? Slavery was induced by the restarting of the brain, not the entire brain, just the brain stem. Not enough to give victims back their thoughts and dreams, just enough to make you a shell of what you once were. Meningitis "Strain Z" now had approximate control of bodies with only that one purpose: survival. There was only one way to achieve that goal: to feed.
Which brings us to you: a survivor in this world full of the living dead. The world is in shambles and the only thing on your mind is survival. How will you live? Fight alone, risking death by minor injuries? Or band together, you have unity but the guy next to you may stab you in the back? The choice is yours, live as long as you can...
Rules:
We are currently all in a town in southern California, just outside of Los Angeles. The infected are more plentiful in cities, and less in rural areas. The current town is called "Paradise, California" it is semi-rural...we are all separated. You do not have to link up with others, in fact you can raid them if you'd really like. So with that let the bloodbath begin...
IC:
Tye stood on top of a convenience store in the town of paradise, the bottom was well barricaded. He had been living there for a month, but it was time to move on. Tye looked around for a method of escape, undead just wandered the streets noticing that they couldn't get him...
Which brings us to you: a survivor in this world full of the living dead. The world is in shambles and the only thing on your mind is survival. How will you live? Fight alone, risking death by minor injuries? Or band together, you have unity but the guy next to you may stab you in the back? The choice is yours, live as long as you can...
There Will Be Gore, Violence, and Language
Rules:
No Godmodding
No Tennis (without grounds)
All Supplies That You Wish To "Find" must be PMed To Me and Verified
No Flame Wars
One Liners Are Accepted, But Not Encouraged
Death and Zombification Will Be Part Of The RP...Make A New Character If You Die!!!
No Tennis (without grounds)
All Supplies That You Wish To "Find" must be PMed To Me and Verified
No Flame Wars
One Liners Are Accepted, But Not Encouraged
Death and Zombification Will Be Part Of The RP...Make A New Character If You Die!!!
We are currently all in a town in southern California, just outside of Los Angeles. The infected are more plentiful in cities, and less in rural areas. The current town is called "Paradise, California" it is semi-rural...we are all separated. You do not have to link up with others, in fact you can raid them if you'd really like. So with that let the bloodbath begin...
IC:
Tye stood on top of a convenience store in the town of paradise, the bottom was well barricaded. He had been living there for a month, but it was time to move on. Tye looked around for a method of escape, undead just wandered the streets noticing that they couldn't get him...