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zeldafan8 Bacon Bandit
Posts : 222 Join date : 2010-01-14 Age : 28 Location : Memphis, Tennessee
| Subject: Technology Overload Sat Feb 20, 2010 9:34 pm | |
| 20 years ago a boy known as Zach was involved in a house fire. The young boy was trapped in the building as the supports burned away. A support beam crashed down on the boy and crushed his right arm, leaving him trapped as the fire burned at his face and the smoke crippled his lungs and in turn, his heart. By some miracle Zach survived the fire. On arrival at the hospital he was thought to be beyond help. A scientist visiting at the facility saw a opprotunity to test his lastest work. Zach became the test subject of a hi-tech life support system and an experimental form of mechanical prosthetics. Shortly after the surgery the scientist that developed the techlology was murdered. With Zach as the only example of his work he was kidnapped by terrorists and was further experimented on as use for a weapon. Various weapon systems were implanted into his arm and for a short time the robotic core of his brain took contol and he was sucessfully used as a weapon. He eventually escaped however. With their original subject gone the terrorists began further experimenting to install the systems into new hosts. A vital detail was missed however, the original tech was coded to Zach's DNA. Therefore the new creations lost control and began destroying the lab. The program began further infecting humans and causing mass chaos. The goverment officals have been working to find a way to reverse the process. Meanwhile, citizens are being kept inside houses and military forces inhabit the streets in an attempt to hold back the infected. The RP takes place in various cities around the middle of the United States, this is where the outbreak of the virus began and the goverment is attempting to do everything in it's power to contain it. Infected information: Those who are infected by the mecha-virus usually recieve it after being attacked by an already infected individual. Weapon fire and close combat wounds are capable of spawning the starting stages of infection in humans. The infection usually takes about thirty minutes to completly overtake the host. Soon after this stage the infected seek out any available technology to combine themselves with. After the point of fusion they become reliant on their new body and will perish should it cease to function. After fusion there is no known way to reverse the process. Post your characters here so we can get the RP started. Follow the skeleton on my character to make things easiest. Name:real name unknown. Known only as "The Hunter" Age:unknown Image ((optional)): Apperance ((only required if there is no image)): Dark cloak and mask that hides face. A red mechanical eye shines through his mask. Backstory: Little is known about this mysterious figure other than he arrived several years ago in the city and single-handedly fights Infected seeminly with their own powers. He is the only Infected to date that has been known to keep his own free will. Type ((Civilian, Soldier, Infected, ect)): Infected??? Abilities: Marksmanship, acrobaics, swordsmanship. Motives: To destroy all Infected. ----- Name: Amfaraktu Fleetu ((Shaman)) Age:22 Image: Apperance: Long white hair, black military clothing, a pack that holds a laptop, facepaint. Backstory: Amfaraktu grew up in one of the cities that was doomed to be infected in years to come. As he grew he studies computers and technology, and was one of the top programmers at the institute he attended before the outbreak. Amarak has been working on a secret project, but it requires him to gain more information on the infected. He enlisted in the army to do just that. Do to most people's inability to pronounce his name and the mysterios face paint he wears the other soldiers in his unit have given him his nickname "Shaman" Type: Soldier Abilities: Programming, hacking, marksmanship Motives: Unknown -------- Current posting order: ZF->Simian->Rosey->CC->T_L
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| | | Simian King Bob the Builder
Posts : 723 Join date : 2010-01-13 Age : 28 Location : Memphis, TN
| Subject: Re: Technology Overload Sun Feb 21, 2010 3:16 pm | |
| Name: Sgt. Jerome Kingston Age: 30 Image: Appearance: African-American man, shaved black hair and 5 O'Clock Shadow, brown eyes, green military attire and weapons, black tatoo on right arm, red bandana and brown hat, grey armbraces, black sunglasses, gold chains, and usually seen smoking a cigar. Backstory: Born in Detroit, Michigan from John and Helen Kingston, Jerome lived a rough life on the streets of Detroit near his father's automobile shop. He always dreamed of being a soldier, and helping his country. When he grew to the proper age,, he joined the military and became part of the National Guard, becoming a sergeant. He currently guards a small town in danger of infection. Type: Soldier Abilities: Marksmanship, Martial Arts, Streetwise, Knowledge of Automobiles Motives: To do what he can for his country, protect the civilians, contain the infected, anything else the government tells him. Name: Edward "Eddie" Victor Age: 23 Image: Appearance: Caucasian Male, long black hair and clean shaven, brown eyes, black t-shirt and jeans, sharktooth necklace, blue watch on a chain, and black studded armbands, black sneakers Backstory: Born in San Francisco, California, Eddie grew up with his father Michael Victor and mother Joan Victor. His father was a devout Thrash Metal fan, being a teenager in the scene at its peak. At age 17, influenced by bands such as Metallica and Megdeth, and fueled by teenage rage, he formed the band Archangel's Blade as the rhythm guitarist and singer. The band became famous in the metal scene, and released their controversial first album, Descent Into Hell, 2 years later. After a year of touring, they released their second album The Fall of Rome. After another 2 years of touring, they planned another album. However, Eddie's car broke down in one of the cities endangered by infection on the way to the studio. Due to this, the band has been on hiatus, and Eddie tries to find a way to escape. Type: Civilian Abilities: Guitar and Singing, Lyricist, Persuasive, knows how to shoot a gun, epic knife thrower Motives: To rock hard, escape his containment to continue the third album ((I might make an infected, so stay tuned!)) |
| | | RoseBuddy Chicken Byproduct Lovers
Posts : 321 Join date : 2010-01-14 Age : 28 Location : Rosey Land!
| Subject: Re: Technology Overload Tue Feb 23, 2010 12:43 pm | |
| Name: Ronsananoa Age:19 Appearance: Caucasian female, long black hair most of the time in a pony tail, brown eyes, wears tang top and cameo cargo pants and has a knife on her at all times, skater shoes Backstory: born in New York, NY, bad childhood, arrested at the age of 10, forced to go to military school after charged with the crime of robbing a bank Type: soldier Abilities: Marksmanship, Martial Arts, Streetwise, and knife thrower Motives: try not to get infected |
| | | CuteCat Chicken Byproduct Lovers
Posts : 367 Join date : 2010-01-14 Age : 32 Location : Sweden
| Subject: Re: Technology Overload Fri Feb 26, 2010 7:15 pm | |
| Name: Bradley AKA Stalker Age: 31 Image: Soon to come Appearance: Bradley is rather lithe in his build, and of medium height. His right arm is mechanical, with only four clawed fingers on his hand, and the other arm wields a large glove secured with metal attachments. He wears a long coat and somewhat torn jeans, along with big boots. His eyes are yellow with red pupils, and his mouth full of metallic shark-fangs. His ears are hidden in his dirty, blonde and tangled hair. Two shark flippers hang down the sides of his head, like ears, and he wears a cap that somewhat resembles a cave worker helmet (aimed backwards of course). Large and sharp fins are on his ankles, aimed back and outward. He often carries a shotgun strapped onto his back, along with a smaller handgun usually secured beneath his coat, and carries a can or two of knock-out gas and teargas. Backstory: Even before infection, Bradley was kind of evil and rather creepy. Possibly due to childhood trauma, he made himself a living by stalking and kidnapping children, then demanding ransom for them if they didn't want the kid to become Infected. One child he stalked saw him, though, and freaked out. Because of this he found his target to be much more difficult to get to than before, and refused to give up because of his pride. The child took different paths every time he went anywhere, and one of the days he ran through an abandoned amusement park with animatronic animals. As he prepared to attack the child, he himself was attacked and pinned down by an Infected. He screamed for help, but the only other person there was the child who just freaked out and ran away. Once infected, Bradley ended up merging with the animatronic shark he had at the time been hiding behind. Although murderous, he found his rage focused mostly on a single person; The child that had run away from him when he needed help. He begun to stalk the child once more, but now with the aim of killing him. He could never break in but, through a stroke of luck, found weapons in his victim's basement that his father had left there. Type: Infected Abilities: Blends in with the background easily, keen sense of smell, good marksmanship, good hand-to-hand combat, never forgets anything, good swimmer. Motives: Revenge, obsessive compulsive disorder Name: Max Age: 12 Image: Soon to come Apperance: Max is rather small and has pale skin as he is rarely outside during the day. He has brown hair, tied back in a ponytail that reaches down his back, and he has dyed the tip in a gold color. He has green-grey eyes, but they appear to be somewhat faded. He usually wears a sweater with very long sleeves, colored in any dark color but with ornaments or other things on the ends of the sleeves that make the spots extra easy to see. He wears dark boots and a pair of shorts colored in any dark color, and ALWAYS wears a dark grey-blue scarf around his neck. Backstory: Max used to be a completely ordinary kid. Being born 8 years after the epidemic began, he was raised with the knowledge to avoid and outsmart the Infected. He was told that the virus spread through the common cold, however, so his mother insisted that he wore a scarf. When she was killed, around the time he was 10, this theory was proven to be incorrect but he could never bring himself to part with the scarf. He's also terrified of the common cold. He found, by the age of 11, that his greatest enemy was not the mindless Infected who only attacked him when they saw him or were particularly hungry. It was another human being, who had begun stalking him. He didn't know why, and his usual tactics for evading his attackers didn't seem to work. Then one evening, he saw the stalker be assaulted by an Infected, panicking and running home as he had not seen the stalker earlier. But soon enough, the stalker came back to his home - as an Infected. Avoiding the Infected turned out to be difficult, so Max could only try to distract or outrun him whenever he left his house... and of course, he sometimes has to go get food. Type: Civilian Abilities: Speedy, quick thinker, able to access small spaces, good at blending in with the surroundings Motives: Survival |
| | | zeldafan8 Bacon Bandit
Posts : 222 Join date : 2010-01-14 Age : 28 Location : Memphis, Tennessee
| Subject: Re: Technology Overload Fri Feb 26, 2010 10:11 pm | |
| All right, first post in the RP. I'm just going for post order by character registration so it's: Me->Simian->Rosey->CC. ________ Amfaraktu sighed, his boots clacking against the groud as he walked. He'd been sent out on recon around the old supermarket, the place was long out of buisness now. Things wern't how they used to be anymore. Civilians wern't even allowed out in the streets at night. The infected loved the dark, they thrived when the sun went down. It was very rare, however, for an infected to be out during the day. The soldier pulled out a radio and called in "Yo Jerome, Shaman reporting in. It's all clear out here. What's going on over on your end?" |
| | | Simian King Bob the Builder
Posts : 723 Join date : 2010-01-13 Age : 28 Location : Memphis, TN
| Subject: Re: Technology Overload Sat Feb 27, 2010 4:44 pm | |
| Jerome took his cigar out of his mouth, and blew the smoke from his mouth. "Nothin' much..." he radioed to Shaman. "Damn infected bein' mighty quiet tonight. No civilians either, not even our pal Eddie." |
| | | T_L Mod
Posts : 781 Join date : 2010-01-15 Age : 29 Location : Texas
| Subject: Re: Technology Overload Sat Feb 27, 2010 5:31 pm | |
| What is "technolgy"? ANYWAY. Name: Matthew Benoit Age: 24 Image: Backstory: A young man whose father left before he was born and whose sister and mother were killed by Infected when he was young. He grew up in an orphanage, learning to hide and outsmart the Infected to avoid them. He procured a gun, and practiced by shooting at cans and the like to pass the time, until he became proficient in the use of firearms. He later joined the military, thinking that he might have a better chance of surviving the Infected attacks there. Type: Soldier Abilities: He is a sniper primarily, and is a fairly good marksman. He can also conceal himself effectively. Motives: He seeks only to survive, although vengeance also drives him to a lesser extent. |
| | | RoseBuddy Chicken Byproduct Lovers
Posts : 321 Join date : 2010-01-14 Age : 28 Location : Rosey Land!
| Subject: Re: Technology Overload Sat Feb 27, 2010 11:19 pm | |
| Rosananoa walked to the radio and radioed to Shaman."all clear over here." |
| | | CuteCat Chicken Byproduct Lovers
Posts : 367 Join date : 2010-01-14 Age : 32 Location : Sweden
| Subject: Re: Technology Overload Sun Feb 28, 2010 7:43 am | |
| "Policemen?" Max asked quietly as he watched someone pass by, hidden among some rubble. "Why are policemen here?" He had never quite seen the police do anything of use. Or maybe they were government soldiers, military soldiers... He didn't know which and he didn't quite care. The point was, he knew better than to trust them with his life. Of course, that wasn't the reason he was hiding. He had come out to gather food, wearing a big backpack, and while no Infected were normally outside or active at this hour, his stalker refused to let him go anywhere alone. Whenever he went somewhere, the being would always be close behind. Max begun to move again. He wanted to get his food and get out as soon as possible. But the delay caused by the policeman was too long - the familiar, broken voice of Stalker cut into his ears and he cried out as he dashed out of his hiding place, the Infected landing narrowly behind him. Almost gleefully and too preoccupied with the thought of how close the boy was to bother using a gun, Stalker followed him as he ran toward the police officer he had seen. |
| | | T_L Mod
Posts : 781 Join date : 2010-01-15 Age : 29 Location : Texas
| Subject: Re: Technology Overload Sun Feb 28, 2010 12:06 pm | |
| Matthew peered through the scope of his sniper rifle from a hiding place on the roof of an unspecified building. He hoped there wouldn't be any Infected about; after all, they weren't particularly active at this hour. "Crap," he muttered to himself as he saw what appeared to be a boy with a scarf fleeing from a strange amalgamation of shark and man. Sighing, he reached for a radio to contact the Shaman. "Hey, Shaman, it's Matthew," he began in a bored tone. "Found an Infected chasing a civilian. Might need backup. Anyway, should I attack?" |
| | | zeldafan8 Bacon Bandit
Posts : 222 Join date : 2010-01-14 Age : 28 Location : Memphis, Tennessee
| Subject: Re: Technology Overload Sun Feb 28, 2010 12:20 pm | |
| "Wait a minute.." Shaman looked out at what appeared to be a boy being chased by an infected "Yup, We got one boys. Infected after child civilian in the market district. Requesting reinforcements and preparing to engadge. Matthew, I might need you if things get rough, prepare to standby." Shaman clicked his radio to his side and grabbed his rifle. |
| | | Simian King Bob the Builder
Posts : 723 Join date : 2010-01-13 Age : 28 Location : Memphis, TN
| Subject: Re: Technology Overload Sun Feb 28, 2010 12:32 pm | |
| Jerome took his cigar out of his mouth, throwing on the road. "Let's go! We gotta kill that *******!" Jerome grabbed his assault rifle, and sprinted to the location. ***************************************************** Eddie looked both ways, and quietly crossed the street. "Heh heh, those ****ers aren't out tonight." he thought to himself. Carrying his favorite guitar, he tiptoed down the street. |
| | | RoseBuddy Chicken Byproduct Lovers
Posts : 321 Join date : 2010-01-14 Age : 28 Location : Rosey Land!
| Subject: Re: Technology Overload Sun Feb 28, 2010 10:02 pm | |
| Rosa grabed her p90 and followed Jerome and said "i've been wanting to kill some of these ****." |
| | | CuteCat Chicken Byproduct Lovers
Posts : 367 Join date : 2010-01-14 Age : 32 Location : Sweden
| Subject: Re: Technology Overload Sun Feb 28, 2010 10:30 pm | |
| Max didn't know that the police had seen him or his current predicament. In fact, to him it was as though they hadn't seen anything at all. Maybe once they shot Stalker, he would reconsider his stance on it all... Max had never liked supermarkets. It was always difficult to find tight spaces in them, and once you had been spotted it was difficult to flee from your pursuers. Stalker caught up to him before he could get to any policeman - he tried to swerve aside and run in another path, but Stalker grabbed onto the sleeve of his sweater, no doubt attracted by the shiny band at its end that almost screamed "grab me". He smiled slightly, as much as it was appropriate to smile while being chased by a crazy stalker Infected, and just kept pulling as the fabric of the clothing easily tore apart. Stalker stumbled and lost some distance as he recovered from this misguided pull, and glared at Max as the child ran. Always, always the brat had his stupid tricks... He didn't know what he hated the most; The tricks or the fact that he kept falling for them. But before he could sprint after his prey once more, he noticed the other humans in there. Police officers! Suppressing a delighted squeak of some sort, he stood still for a moment to take his shotgun from his back. Then he begun to move again, quickly, as he fired in the general direction of both Max and the police. Max cried out and fell to the ground, so now he just had to focus on the pesky police force... |
| | | T_L Mod
Posts : 781 Join date : 2010-01-15 Age : 29 Location : Texas
| Subject: Re: Technology Overload Sun Feb 28, 2010 10:37 pm | |
| "Yay, I get to kill things," said Matthew, as he raised his rifle and took aim, positioning his aim so that the evil pedophiliac shark Infected was in the center of the crosshairs. He then adjusted slightly for its movement and the wind before firing. |
| | | zeldafan8 Bacon Bandit
Posts : 222 Join date : 2010-01-14 Age : 28 Location : Memphis, Tennessee
| Subject: Re: Technology Overload Sun Feb 28, 2010 11:08 pm | |
| Shaman aimed his rifle slowly, this Infected didn't seem like some of the others. This was definatly a smarter target. "Civilian seems to be injured, move out to retrieve wounded. Be careful guys, this isn't a standard Infected. Keep on your toes." |
| | | Simian King Bob the Builder
Posts : 723 Join date : 2010-01-13 Age : 28 Location : Memphis, TN
| Subject: Re: Technology Overload Sun Feb 28, 2010 11:38 pm | |
| Jerome hid around a corner, looking at Matthew. He turned on his radio, and asked, "Yo Matt, you got a sight on that *****? Tell me if ya hit him, or I'm gonna get the job done for ya." Jerome never trusted snipers as much as himself, if snipers miss they're screwed. He knows (or at least he thinks he knows) he won't miss. ************************************************ Eddie still walked slowly, looking back and forth. He walked into an alleyway, and looked at the sign hanging over the backdoor of the supermarket. "Supermarket looks safe...alright maybe I can get some supplies here." He kicked the door open, and walked through the Employees-Only area. |
| | | RoseBuddy Chicken Byproduct Lovers
Posts : 321 Join date : 2010-01-14 Age : 28 Location : Rosey Land!
| Subject: Re: Technology Overload Sun Feb 28, 2010 11:48 pm | |
| Rosa radoied to both,Jerome and Matt, "if both you miss i'll finish him cuz i'm ready to kill something right bout now." |
| | | CuteCat Chicken Byproduct Lovers
Posts : 367 Join date : 2010-01-14 Age : 32 Location : Sweden
| Subject: Re: Technology Overload Mon Mar 01, 2010 12:01 am | |
| Stalker gleefully approached his little victim, keeping his eyes open for any policemen... He had expected someone to maybe yell at him or jump out from behind a piece of garbage while firing wildly into the air or maybe even just turn out to be made of cardboard and fall over, as the policemen he saw usually did. What he hadn't expected was a sniper, and he shrieked as something tore into his body. He flailed for a moment in an effort to get the offending item out, before realizing that it was a bullet. Bullet? Where from? He aimed his shotgun in the general direction of the direction the bullet had assumingly come from, and fired. But he couldn't see anyone there... in fact, where could he see anyone? Max was easy to tell from all the brightness and such in his stupid clothes, but the light of the day and overall brightness was taking a toll on Stalker's eyes. He hadn't expected to have to look for anything else! Shrieking again in anger, a noise that sounded somewhat like an insult or cussword, Stalker dashed away from Max and - hopefully - away from all these damned invisible policemen. He tried to get somewhere darker and more secluded, where he could lick his wounds without being shot once more - maybe this time in the face. He wasn't concerned about Max, knowing that the boy would come back to his house as he always did. Speaking of Max, the child didn't seem about to move anytime soon. Not much of the shotgun blast had hit him, but he HAD been hit and he was rather convinced that Stalker would come up and shoot him again, or tear him to shreds, or ... whatever it was his personal stalker Infected had planned on doing to him. |
| | | T_L Mod
Posts : 781 Join date : 2010-01-15 Age : 29 Location : Texas
| Subject: Re: Technology Overload Mon Mar 01, 2010 12:30 am | |
| "Got him," said Matthew over the radio. "Too bad it didn't kill him. How's the civilian?" |
| | | zeldafan8 Bacon Bandit
Posts : 222 Join date : 2010-01-14 Age : 28 Location : Memphis, Tennessee
| Subject: Re: Technology Overload Mon Mar 01, 2010 8:29 am | |
| "I'm going to check on him now." Shaman radioed in and walked towards Max slowly "You alright kid?" |
| | | Simian King Bob the Builder
Posts : 723 Join date : 2010-01-13 Age : 28 Location : Memphis, TN
| Subject: Re: Technology Overload Mon Mar 01, 2010 7:34 pm | |
| "Ahh damn, I never get any fun." Jerome radioed angrily. He slung his weapon around his back, and said, "I'll go check on the kid too, Rosa, check to see where the Infected went." He then proceeded into the store. *************************************** Eddie poked his head through the door leading to the Supermarket. "Coast looks clear...hey...whats that thing?" He noticed Stalker, who was running to find a dark place. "OH ****" he quietly cursed to himself. "...Infected! No where to go but back...but then they'll catch me..." He quietly pondered for a moment. "THE BATHROOM! No ones gonna find me there!" He snickered at his brilliant plan, and rushed to the bathroom. |
| | | RoseBuddy Chicken Byproduct Lovers
Posts : 321 Join date : 2010-01-14 Age : 28 Location : Rosey Land!
| Subject: Re: Technology Overload Mon Mar 01, 2010 9:36 pm | |
| Rosa radioed to Jerome"kk i'll go and look see if i can find him... if i do i'll shoot him" |
| | | CuteCat Chicken Byproduct Lovers
Posts : 367 Join date : 2010-01-14 Age : 32 Location : Sweden
| Subject: Re: Technology Overload Mon Mar 01, 2010 9:52 pm | |
| Max glanced up to the man that had spoken to him, and was now approaching. He would have tried to get up, but shock paralyzed his legs to the point that he knew trying would be no use. He blinked. "Stalker's... gone?" he asked softly, looking around. Indeed, Stalker seemed to be gone. That enraged shriek of his... Perhaps... "You shot him? He's dead?" He tried to climb up and hug the policeman, filled with relief and not waiting for any answer. "Thank God, I thought I'd die..." ___ Stalker was, sadly enough, not dead. He managed to find an empty hallway in an empty part of the store, but it wasn't dark. The thought of using the light switch didn't cross his mind - instead, he shot the lamps. It didn't work very well, sure it got DARK but Stalker also got a big bunch of glass shards and noise upon himself. Grumbling to himself, he looked to the first side-room he saw and tried to enter it, locking himself in. Perhaps now he could tend to his wound. |
| | | T_L Mod
Posts : 781 Join date : 2010-01-15 Age : 29 Location : Texas
| Subject: Re: Technology Overload Mon Mar 01, 2010 10:17 pm | |
| Matthew lowered his gun and briefly considered heading down to join his allies. "Nah," he said to himself. "Too much trouble." And with that, he sat down and relaxed, confident that everyone else could deal with the evil shark thing without him. It wasn't like he'd be much help if he had gone down to join the rest. He was only effective at sniping range, after all, and the shark had gone into a building, where he couldn't get a clear shot unless it was stupid enough to lurk near a window. So it really was better if he stayed up in his perch, where nothing could hurt him. Or at least that's what he convinced himself. |
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