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The Day: A Survival RPG

Posted Aug 7, '14 at 3:09pm

apldeap123

apldeap123

1,105 posts

Name: Allan Lindo
Age: 32
Gender:Male
Bio: Allan was born in the suburbs of Manila, Philippines to a poor family. When he was 12, his family emigrated to America. Allan was very intelligent, repairing almost everything; cars, computers, even the local power plant. At the age of 22, he founded his own electronics firm, and soon became a multimillionaire. Concerned about the possibility of a man-made disaster, Allan fortified his mansion, constructed a state-of-the-art bomb shelter, and collected supplies and weapons. He calls his mansion "Fort Knox." He sold his company and resides in Fort Knox, waiting for the apocalypse to come, be it a zombie outbreak or nuclear war.

Looks: black hair, scar on his left cheek, 5'11''.
Powers: Enhanced intelligence, ability to work with both hands (ambidextrous)
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Level: 1
XP: 0/10
HP: 100/100
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Clothing: Khaki pants, plaid button-up shirt, work boots.
Inventory: AR15, (300/30 5.56 ammo)
Partner: N/A

A few military-style rifles lie on the shelf to your immediate left. Hunting rifles and shotguns lie to the right. At the rear of the room, there are four big safes, about 5 feet tall. I open all of them. The first safe contains longbows, crossbows, and their corresponding ammunition. The second shelf contains melee weapons. The third shelf has pistols and handgun ammunition. The last shelf contains more ammunition. "Oh, by the way," I ask the man. "What's your name?"

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Name: Sean Deane
Age: Mid-20's
Gender:Male
Bio: Sean seemed like a normal boy, going to school, playing games, making friends. The things a normal boy of 6 would do, but he wasn't normal. Mid-way into his seventh year on this earth he noticed things... happening around him. Small things at first, whatever room he went to heated up notably, whenever he was in the rain he would be either completely drowned wet or utterly dry, whenever he went climbing with his parents he never needed to carry extra oxygen no matter the altitude and it was said that once he managed to move boulders off of a local farmer when he became trapped. There were things he noticed, people seemed to repeat themselves perfectly, people stopping mid sentence and acting like statues, other times things seemed to skip forward or speed up. As he grew older these happenings became more frequent and drastic. At the age of 11 he left home and headed deep into the local mountains so that he wouldn't hurt anyone while he learned to control his powers. Emerging nine years later as a full grown man, fully capable to control his abilities. Returning to his town only to find weeds and wild animals he turned his back to the town and headed toward the city.

Looks: Naturally blood red hair. Golden irises. Sallow tan. 6 foot. Broad. Scar between bicep and tricep on his left arm.
Powers: Control of the elements (Avatar style.) Control time.
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Level: 1
XP: 0/10
HP: 100/100
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Clothing: Badly faded jeans and red t-shirt. Brown hiking boots, black backpack, dark blue overcoat.
Inventory: S&W 19 revolver .357 Magnum 6/6, S&W 19 revolver .357 magnum 0/6, watch, Swiss army knife, sawed-off shotgun, box of shotgun shells, a machete, a thermos filled with water, a glass bottle filled with gasoline, matches.
Partner: N/A

Once all of the zombies are put down, you continue out into the street. Out of nowhere, you see the man from the apartment standing in front of you and pointing a gun at your head. Several other men have surrounded you, brandishing weapons. "Heh heh heh," the man chuckles. "I see you've passed my challenge." He pauses and chambers a round in his pistol. "Did you think I would let you get away just like that?" the man asks. (What do you do now?)


last edited Aug 07 2014 03:10 pm by apldeap123
 

Posted Aug 7, '14 at 3:36pm

crazyape

crazyape

1,800 posts

Name: Jagatai Khan
Age: 22
Gender: Male
Bio: Jagatai is the son of a Mongolian immigrant and an Irish engineer. He grew up in Nevada, joined the Army at 19, and served with the 174th Infantry brigade stationed at Ft. Drum ever since.
Looks: Cropped, dull platinum hair, olive skin, light brown eyes, 6'1", 190 pds
Powers: Weapons proficiency training, endurance training.
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Level: 1
XP: 0/10
HP: 100/100
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Clothing: ACU Pants, Desert Combat Boots, sand-colored army t-shirt, ACU jacket, ACU Bodyarmor, ACU Helmet
Inventory: M4A1 (90/26 5.56 rounds) Barrett M9 (30/13 9mm rounds)
Partner: N/A

I get out of my seat and into the driver's and quickly head off road, careful to run over the driver, so they can't figure out who killed who. As I try to run him over, I use my sidearm out the open door to shoot him, firing 4-7 shots, depending on if I hit him.

 

Posted Aug 7, '14 at 4:07pm

apldeap123

apldeap123

1,105 posts

Name: Jagatai Khan
Age: 22
Gender: Male
Bio: Jagatai is the son of a Mongolian immigrant and an Irish engineer. He grew up in Nevada, joined the Army at 19, and served with the 174th Infantry brigade stationed at Ft. Drum ever since.
Looks: Cropped, dull platinum hair, olive skin, light brown eyes, 6'1", 190 pds
Powers: Weapons proficiency training, endurance training.
-----
Level: 1
XP: 0/10
HP: 100/100
-----
Clothing: ACU Pants, Desert Combat Boots, sand-colored army t-shirt, ACU jacket, ACU Bodyarmor, ACU Helmet
Inventory: M4A1 (90/26 5.56 rounds) Barrett M9 (30/13 9mm rounds)
Partner: N/A

As you head out onto the road, you see some soldiers chasing you. One of them fires his gun at your car. It hits the rear tires, causing you to lose control of the Humvee. (Reload both of your guns. You might need the bullets.)

 

Posted Aug 7, '14 at 8:59pm

Jagatai_Khan

Jagatai_Khan

313 posts

This is crazyape on my new account. My old one was messing up. If you want proof I'll switch back and repost.

Name: Jagatai Khan
Age: 22
Gender: Male
Bio: Jagatai is the son of a Mongolian immigrant and an Irish engineer. He grew up in Nevada, joined the Army at 19, and served with the 174th Infantry brigade stationed at Ft. Drum ever since.
Looks: Cropped, dull platinum hair, olive skin, light brown eyes, 6'1", 190 pds
Powers: Weapons proficiency training, endurance training.
-----
Level: 1
XP: 0/10
HP: 100/100
-----
Clothing: ACU Pants, Desert Combat Boots, sand-colored army t-shirt, ACU jacket, ACU Bodyarmor, ACU Helmet
Inventory: M4A1 (90/26 5.56 rounds) Barrett M9 (30/8 9mm rounds)
Partner: N/A

I try to regain control of the humvee. If I crash, I use the time it takes the soldiers to get to me to collect weapons and ammo from the corpses. If I regain control, I drive back to the town, while collecting ammo from the corpse in the passenger's seat.


last edited Aug 07 2014 09:05 pm by Jagatai_Khan
 

Posted Aug 8, '14 at 3:39pm

JACKinbigletters

JACKinbigletters

9,486 posts

Name: Allan Lindo
Age: 32
Gender:Male
Bio: Allan was born in the suburbs of Manila, Philippines to a poor family. When he was 12, his family emigrated to America. Allan was very intelligent, repairing almost everything; cars, computers, even the local power plant. At the age of 22, he founded his own electronics firm, and soon became a multimillionaire. Concerned about the possibility of a man-made disaster, Allan fortified his mansion, constructed a state-of-the-art bomb shelter, and collected supplies and weapons. He calls his mansion "Fort Knox." He sold his company and resides in Fort Knox, waiting for the apocalypse to come, be it a zombie outbreak or nuclear war.

Looks: black hair, scar on his left cheek, 5'11''.
Powers: Enhanced intelligence, ability to work with both hands (ambidextrous)
------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Level: 1
XP: 0/10
HP: 100/100
------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Clothing: Khaki pants, plaid button-up shirt, work boots.
Inventory: AR15, (300/30 5.56 ammo)
Partner: N/A

"The name is Maximus, or just Max." He smiles as he grabs two military grade rifles and a shotgun, taking ammunition for each gun. "I'd say stay on the second floor and kill 'em from afar."
__________________________________________________________

Name: Sean Deane
Age: Mid-20's
Gender:Male
Bio: Sean seemed like a normal boy, going to school, playing games, making friends. The things a normal boy of 6 would do, but he wasn't normal. Mid-way into his seventh year on this earth he noticed things... happening around him. Small things at first, whatever room he went to heated up notably, whenever he was in the rain he would be either completely drowned wet or utterly dry, whenever he went climbing with his parents he never needed to carry extra oxygen no matter the altitude and it was said that once he managed to move boulders off of a local farmer when he became trapped. There were things he noticed, people seemed to repeat themselves perfectly, people stopping mid sentence and acting like statues, other times things seemed to skip forward or speed up. As he grew older these happenings became more frequent and drastic. At the age of 11 he left home and headed deep into the local mountains so that he wouldn't hurt anyone while he learned to control his powers. Emerging nine years later as a full grown man, fully capable to control his abilities. Returning to his town only to find weeds and wild animals he turned his back to the town and headed toward the city.

Looks: Naturally blood red hair. Golden irises. Sallow tan. 6 foot. Broad. Scar between bicep and tricep on his left arm.
Powers: Control of the elements (Avatar style.) Control time.
------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Level: 1
XP: 0/10
HP: 100/100
------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Clothing: Badly faded jeans and red t-shirt. Brown hiking boots, black backpack, dark blue overcoat.
Inventory: S&W 19 revolver .357 Magnum 6/6, S&W 19 revolver .357 magnum 0/6, watch, Swiss army knife, sawed-off shotgun, box of shotgun shells, a machete, a thermos filled with water, a glass bottle filled with gasoline, matches.
Partner: N/A

"Challenge?" I ask as I hold my ground.

 

Posted Aug 8, '14 at 6:12pm

crazyape

crazyape

1,800 posts

This is crazyape confirming that @Jagatai_Khan is my new account. In case that was an issue.

 

Posted Aug 9, '14 at 8:17am

apldeap123

apldeap123

1,105 posts

Name: Allan Lindo
Age: 32
Gender:Male
Bio: Allan was born in the suburbs of Manila, Philippines to a poor family. When he was 12, his family emigrated to America. Allan was very intelligent, repairing almost everything; cars, computers, even the local power plant. At the age of 22, he founded his own electronics firm, and soon became a multimillionaire. Concerned about the possibility of a man-made disaster, Allan fortified his mansion, constructed a state-of-the-art bomb shelter, and collected supplies and weapons. He calls his mansion "Fort Knox." He sold his company and resides in Fort Knox, waiting for the apocalypse to come, be it a zombie outbreak or nuclear war.

Looks: black hair, scar on his left cheek, 5'11''.
Powers: Enhanced intelligence, ability to work with both hands (ambidextrous)
------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Level: 1
XP: 0/10
HP: 100/100
------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Clothing: Khaki pants, plaid button-up shirt, work boots.
Inventory: AR15, (300/30 5.56 ammo), Remington 700 (200/5 .308 ammo)
Partner: N/A

"Good point," I say to Max. " I get another rifle and sling it over my back. "I'll join you," I say to him. (Max is my partner, right?)

__________________________________________________________

Name: Sean Deane
Age: Mid-20's
Gender:Male
Bio: Sean seemed like a normal boy, going to school, playing games, making friends. The things a normal boy of 6 would do, but he wasn't normal. Mid-way into his seventh year on this earth he noticed things... happening around him. Small things at first, whatever room he went to heated up notably, whenever he was in the rain he would be either completely drowned wet or utterly dry, whenever he went climbing with his parents he never needed to carry extra oxygen no matter the altitude and it was said that once he managed to move boulders off of a local farmer when he became trapped. There were things he noticed, people seemed to repeat themselves perfectly, people stopping mid sentence and acting like statues, other times things seemed to skip forward or speed up. As he grew older these happenings became more frequent and drastic. At the age of 11 he left home and headed deep into the local mountains so that he wouldn't hurt anyone while he learned to control his powers. Emerging nine years later as a full grown man, fully capable to control his abilities. Returning to his town only to find weeds and wild animals he turned his back to the town and headed toward the city.

Looks: Naturally blood red hair. Golden irises. Sallow tan. 6 foot. Broad. Scar between bicep and tricep on his left arm.
Powers: Control of the elements (Avatar style.) Control time.
------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Level: 1
XP: 0/10
HP: 100/100
------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Clothing: Badly faded jeans and red t-shirt. Brown hiking boots, black backpack, dark blue overcoat.
Inventory: S&W 19 revolver .357 Magnum 6/6, S&W 19 revolver .357 magnum 0/6, watch, Swiss army knife, sawed-off shotgun, box of shotgun shells, a machete, a thermos filled with water, a glass bottle filled with gasoline, matches.
Partner: N/A

"Oh, yes, a challenge." the man says. "Those zombies back there? I sent them to you." He chuckles again. "But this time, my challenge is harder. I don't think you can escape from this challenge, at least not alive. "


last edited Aug 09 2014 08:19 am by apldeap123
 

Posted Aug 9, '14 at 8:19am

apldeap123

apldeap123

1,105 posts

 

Posted Aug 10, '14 at 11:49am

JACKinbigletters

JACKinbigletters

9,486 posts

Name: Allan Lindo
Age: 32
Gender:Male
Bio: Allan was born in the suburbs of Manila, Philippines to a poor family. When he was 12, his family emigrated to America. Allan was very intelligent, repairing almost everything; cars, computers, even the local power plant. At the age of 22, he founded his own electronics firm, and soon became a multimillionaire. Concerned about the possibility of a man-made disaster, Allan fortified his mansion, constructed a state-of-the-art bomb shelter, and collected supplies and weapons. He calls his mansion "Fort Knox." He sold his company and resides in Fort Knox, waiting for the apocalypse to come, be it a zombie outbreak or nuclear war.

Looks: black hair, scar on his left cheek, 5'11''.
Powers: Enhanced intelligence, ability to work with both hands (ambidextrous)
------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Level: 1
XP: 0/10
HP: 100/100
------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Clothing: Khaki pants, plaid button-up shirt, work boots.
Inventory: AR15, (300/30 5.56 ammo), Remington 700 (200/5 .308 ammo)
Partner: Max

(Yup, could you wright in what rifles he took, two of your choosing, and also a shot-gun. It's your stash so you get to decide.)

He heads upstairs and moves to the room on the right of the stairs, "If you go to the other side then we will have a greater cone of vision." He says before he moves into the room.
__________________________________________________________

Name: Sean Deane
Age: Mid-20's
Gender:Male
Bio: Sean seemed like a normal boy, going to school, playing games, making friends. The things a normal boy of 6 would do, but he wasn't normal. Mid-way into his seventh year on this earth he noticed things... happening around him. Small things at first, whatever room he went to heated up notably, whenever he was in the rain he would be either completely drowned wet or utterly dry, whenever he went climbing with his parents he never needed to carry extra oxygen no matter the altitude and it was said that once he managed to move boulders off of a local farmer when he became trapped. There were things he noticed, people seemed to repeat themselves perfectly, people stopping mid sentence and acting like statues, other times things seemed to skip forward or speed up. As he grew older these happenings became more frequent and drastic. At the age of 11 he left home and headed deep into the local mountains so that he wouldn't hurt anyone while he learned to control his powers. Emerging nine years later as a full grown man, fully capable to control his abilities. Returning to his town only to find weeds and wild animals he turned his back to the town and headed toward the city.

Looks: Naturally blood red hair. Golden irises. Sallow tan. 6 foot. Broad. Scar between bicep and tricep on his left arm.
Powers: Control of the elements (Avatar style.) Control time.
------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Level: 1
XP: 0/10
HP: 100/100
------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Clothing: Badly faded jeans and red t-shirt. Brown hiking boots, black backpack, dark blue overcoat.
Inventory: S&W 19 revolver .357 Magnum 6/6, S&W 19 revolver .357 magnum 0/6, watch, Swiss army knife, sawed-off shotgun, box of shotgun shells, a machete, a thermos filled with water, a glass bottle filled with gasoline, matches.
Partner: N/A

As I continue to move back toward the house, as I do I pull out the glass bottle and the matches. "Know what this is?"

 

Posted Aug 11, '14 at 2:27am

Jagatai_Khan

Jagatai_Khan

313 posts

@apldeap123 @JACKinbigletters

I already posted.... No response?

 
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