The world is normal, everything has been right. Then, IT happened.
Welcome to World of the Dead, this world is on the verge of the Apocalypse.
There are no classes, you will simply think of an Occupation for your character, and I will assign items.
Simple as that.
Character Sheet:
Name:
Age:
Gender:
Health: 100%
Occupation:
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Equipped: (weapon and/or tool)
Gear: (Clothes, armor)
Inventory:
Skills: (not numbered, just general things you have learned)
You design top half, i will design the bottom half
Name: Kyler
Age: 20
Gender: M
Health: 100%
Occupation: Tactician (PMC)
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Equipped:
Gear: OG-107 Type III (Look it up), Glock 29(15 Rounds) Side-Holstered.
Inventory: Wallet (Drivers License, 1000 USD Credit Card, 30 USD, PMC ID Card), 2 Glock 29 Magazines, Radio, Map of Lab and surrounding area.
Satellite Cell-Phone.
Skills: Military Tactics, Prediction.
"Yeah, make them feel welcome when we arrive, they may be working for us but they didn't choose the way we did. We extracted two scientists from the facility, we'll need to give them everything they need to make a defense against this, radiation."
Name: Kyler
Age: 20
Gender: M
Health: 100%
Occupation: Tactician (PMC)
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Equipped:
Gear: OG-107 Type III (Look it up), Glock 29(15 Rounds) Side-Holstered.
Inventory: Wallet (Drivers License, 1000 USD Credit Card, 30 USD, PMC ID Card), 2 Glock 29 Magazines, Radio, Map of Lab and surrounding area.
Satellite Cell-Phone.
Skills: Military Tactics, Prediction.
"I was thinking that we should get a team here to sieve through the wreckage in the facility, might find something useful, I would do it myself but I don't have the equipment in the field."
Name: Kyler
Age: 20
Gender: M
Health: 100%
Occupation: Tactician (PMC)
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Equipped:
Gear: OG-107 Type III (Look it up), Glock 29(15 Rounds) Side-Holstered.
Inventory: Wallet (Drivers License, 1000 USD Credit Card, 30 USD, PMC ID Card), 2 Glock 29 Magazines, Radio, Map of Lab and surrounding area.
Satellite Cell-Phone.
Skills: Military Tactics, Prediction.
"Got it, see you at Base." and he hangs up to begin the work, you sit silently for a moment in the office, it seems fairly quite in the room, almost... relaxing.
Thanks for the info, looks like a mess out there, even from here. I turn to my stoic face partner, and decided against starting a one sided conversation. Instead, I focus on the scene outside, and gave another shot at identifying the oddly familiar smell.
The origin of the smell remains ever-elusive. The Ambulance stops and outside you see the fire-fighters putting out the fire, several fire-fighters run into the ship.
Name: Kyler
Age: 20
Gender: M
Health: 100%
Occupation: Tactician (PMC)
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Equipped:
Gear: OG-107 Type III (Look it up), Glock 29(15 Rounds) Side-Holstered.
Inventory: Wallet (Drivers License, 1000 USD Credit Card, 30 USD, PMC ID Card), 2 Glock 29 Magazines, Radio, Map of Lab and surrounding area.
Satellite Cell-Phone.
Skills: Military Tactics, Prediction.
You see several people get into cars and the drivers ask you where to go, however only some of the town seems to trust the new events. The squads give you a thumbs up and they load themselves into the vans.
Name: Gene Solomon
Age: 31
Gender: Male
Health: 100%
Occupation: Diplomat
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Equipped:
Gear: Black Slacks, White Button up, Black Tie, Black suit jacket.
Inventory: Wallet (50 USD, Credit Card (20,000 USD), Drivers License)
Skills: Persuasion. Manipulation.
She thinks for a moment and gets a smile "You are the boss." and she gets up and begins to follow you to the elevator.
Name: Kyler
Age: 20
Gender: M
Health: 100%
Occupation: Tactician (PMC)
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Equipped:
Gear: OG-107 Type III (Look it up), Glock 29(15 Rounds) Side-Holstered.
Inventory: Wallet (Drivers License, 1000 USD Credit Card, 30 USD, PMC ID Card), 2 Glock 29 Magazines, Radio, Map of Lab and surrounding area.
Satellite Cell-Phone.
Skills: Military Tactics, Prediction.
"Head to the airfield, Red team you stay with them as protection with a jeep, Green your with me, we gotta make sure the sheriff is doing a good enough job of things. Blue start transporting people to the air field in the van, keep doing it until there aren't anymore people and then stay in town until we leave with you. Got it?" I say into my radio as I look around for the sheriff.
The world is normal, everything has been right. Then, IT happened.
Welcome to World of the Dead, this world is on the verge of the Apocalypse.
There are no classes, you will simply think of an Occupation for your character, and I will assign items.
Simple as that.
Character Sheet:
Name: Derick Stack
Age: 25
Gender: Male
Health: 100%
Occupation: Fitness instructor (morning job) and a mechanical engineer (night job)
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Equipped: (weapon and/or tool)
Gear: (Clothes, armor)
Inventory:
Skills: (not numbered, just general things you have learned)
You design top half, i will design the bottom half
