Disclaimer: This RPG is not related in any way to any previous RPGs made by myself using the same title. Any relations is purely coencidental, and should be ignored.
Sincerely, Management. __________ Story Line:
==========Present Day==========
News Anchor: This just in: Scientist have released new reports claiming to have effectively countered the HIV Virus. Malificent Research Facilites, or MRF, has sent a represntative to discuss with us this groundbreaking research. So how did MRF achieve this?
MRF Rep.: Well, its quite simple really. We inserted a mild version of the HIV Virus into Human Test Subjects, in the hopes that we could recreate the affects of the Polio Vacine.
News Anchor: (speaking from earbud) So you're saying that you were hoping that the test subjects would develope a high resistance to the Virus, similar to what a Polio Vacine does with the dead virus?
MRF Rep.: Ah... Yes, that is basicaly what we were striving for.
News Anchor: And how many test subjects devloped a resistance to HIV?
MRF Rep.: Uh... Well, actually... All of them. And the subjects went further to develope an actual immunity to HIV and AIDs. This is beyond what we expected.
News Anchor: So you're saying that you have essentially cured HIV/AIDs?
MRF Rep.: Yes. We have.
==========Eight Months Later==========
Broadcast: THIS IS AN EMERGENCY BROADCAST ISSUED BY THE UNITED STATES GOVERNMENT, AND THE FOOD AND DRUG ADMINISTRATION. RECENT REPORTS HAVE FOUND THAT THOSE ISSUED WITH THE HIV/AIDS VACINE TEND TO HAVE MEDICAL PROBLEMS, INCLUDING HALUCINATIONS, INCOHERENT LANGUAGE, OR DEATH. IF YOU OR ANYONE YOU KNOW EXIBITS THESE OR ANY OTHER UNUSUAL SYMPTONS, AND HAS BEEN GIVEN THE HIV/AIDS VACINE, PLEASE CONTACT YOUR LOCAL EMERGENCY RESPONSE OR POISON CONTROL IMMEDIATELY. THIS MESSAGE REPEATS. (message repeats) __________ Maverick4 presents to you, in association with Armor Games, an RPG on zombies, survival, alliances, betrayals, and much, much more:
And so this is where you, the player, comes in. You are just an average person. Maby you have a spouse, maby you have kids, or may be your just a college student. This RPG's goal is to attempt to provide an accurate and realistic scenario of a viral outbreak causing a plague of zombies. For more information, please continue reading the rest of this post. __________ General Information:
Name: TITAN
Type: Virus
Infection Spread: As the vacine is based off of HIV, the mutation still carries the ability to spread just like HIV. So any bodily fluids that come in contact with you that are infected with TITAN and enter into your body can infect you.
Virus History: Deloped by Malificent Research Facilites, or MRF, to combat the growing HIV/AIDs epidemic. The virus was distributed on a global scale as an effective vacine to protect or cure HIV/AIDs. However, the virus soon mutated, spreading like a wildfire among people. 80% died, 15% zombified, and 5% have a natural immunization against the viral mutation.
The virus gains control in a relatively simple manner: When it enters the host, it goes through the bloodstream, using blood cells to multiply. Going through the bloodstream it enters into the brain, where it begins the takeover. The virus infects the brain, and developes into a pseudo-parasite, forcing the brain to shut down non-vital functions, such as speach, digestion, and the kidneys. The virus produces a protein that prevents decomposition in the host, allowing it longer life. The host also gives the virus and the rest of the functioning organs its nutrients. Respitory system enlarges, to allow the brain more oxygen. The virus feeds off of the host, and it takes about 20 years for the host to lack sufficient nutrients to maintain the virus, causing death: both to the host and virus.
Infected Characteristics: The infection take about 10-30 minutes to gain control of the hose. The host (if human), quickly exibits irrational behavior (such as incoherrent speach, repeating random phrases, or sudden anger). As the virus gains more control, the host skin becomes bone white, while the veins become black. The iris expands to cover the entire eye, and no white is visible. As stated previously, the respitory system enlarges; the increased amount of air flowing down the windpipe and past the vocal cords means that the infected give off a slight whining noise, and occasionally a scream. Can't see very well; Daytime: Blurry images, average distance. Nightime: Attracted to lights, similar to bugs. Can walk, crawl, and lope at about 8MPH. Also has crazy good smelling, and sniffs the ground/air regularly. __________ Registration:
Please, only 4 people for now. Later, I may allow more.--------------- Name: (Simple enough, I hope) Age: Gender: Occupation: (what your job was: (teacher, nurse, lawyer, etc) However, no military, police, firefighters, etc, 'survival experts' or anything like that; try to keep it average-joe, 'Americana') --------------- Health: 20/20 Days Survived: 0 --------------- Equipment: (based off of your occupation: Nurse has medical stuff, etc) Weapon: None Special: (I will give you) --------------- Bio: Physical Description: (what your character looks like) __________ Goal:
The purpose of you playing the RPG, or 'How You Win', is to survive 50 Days (AG TIME) from when you start playing. After 50 Days are up, you get magically rescued, and 'you win'. __________ SPECIAL NOTES
- I WILL try to kill you off. So don't go crying when you die. This is realistic, so if something doesn't work, it won't work. No retrys, no resets. You have one life, so play for it. And when you die, thats it; you can't join up again.
- Take this seriously. I'll tell you whats happening, and I won't give you any choices on what to do. Theres no A/B/C/D, YOU decide what to do. You make the right choice, you live. Make the wrong choice, you die. (see above note)
- Have fun. If it gets to much, you can quit. Don't enjoy it, you can quit. Seriously, if you have any major problems that inhibit your enjoyment, tell me, and I'll try to fix them (within reason) __________ That should be everything, and if not I'll post telling you what I missed. Enjoy.
Name: Felipe Halepes Age: 25 Gender: Male Occupation: Farmer Health: 20/20 Days Survived: 0 --------------- Equipment: (based off of your occupation: Nurse has medical stuff, etc) Weapon: None Special: Agora (working outside for long periods has allowed you to resist the affects of the sun, wind, rain, or other weather conditions) --------------- Bio: Lived as a young boy watching Scary B-movies, hated them, when he was 16 he was your typical smart aleck. Had B/C grades, some friends, and was slightly cool. When he got older he studied agriculture to become a farmer. After 4 years in college he graduated and lived on a small farm in California with his fiancee and a kid on the way. When the infection came his wife was at work but never came home, after a few days he got worried but soon figured what happened when a few Zeds wandered on the farm. He killed them with his Ruger GP-100 he kept under his pillow (epic hiding spot). Physical Description: Tall-ish,5 o' clock shadow,slight mustache, "mexican" tan,wears glasses, slightly chunky __________ Right, I fixed a few grammatical errors in your bio, and you need to get some equipment, though not too much.
Name: Felipe Halepes Age: 25 Gender: Male Occupation: Farmer Health: 20/20 Days Survived: 0 --------------- Equipment: Wood planks,nails,hammer,2 days worth of crops,Pitchfork Weapon: Ruger GP-100 Special: Agora (working outside for long periods has allowed you to resist the affects of the sun, wind, rain, or other weather conditions) --------------- Bio: Lived as a young boy watching Scary B-movies, hated them, when he was 16 he was your typical smart aleck. Had B/C grades, some friends, and was slightly cool. When he got older he studied agriculture to become a farmer. After 4 years in college he graduated and lived on a small farm in California with his fiancee and a kid on the way. When the infection came his wife was at work but never came home, after a few days he got worried but soon figured what happened when a few Zeds wandered on the farm. He killed them with his Ruger GP-100 he kept under his pillow (epic hiding spot). Physical Description: Tall-ish,5 o' clock shadow,slight mustache, "mexican" tan,wears glasses, slightly chunky
Name: Michael Taylor Age: 27. Gender: M. Occupation: Medical Resident: Neurosurgery(means he graduated from med school and has an M.D. but hasn't completed residency and therefore isn't licensed yet). --------------- Health: 20/20 Days Survived: 0 --------------- Equipment: Weapon: None Special: --------------- Bio: Taylor was born to a pretty normal family; nuclear engineer for a dad, and a dean for a mom. Okay, so maybe that's not normal. That's genius material right there. Taylor was pressured a lot academically to do well, so even though he was pretty average, he studied a LOT, and grew up with a near-perfect GPA(think somewhere near 3.95) and a lot of ambition. He was accepted to an Ivy League college(his parents' encouragement of the dean of admissions may or may not have had something to do with it). So, he got a bachelor's degree in biochemistry and went on to medical school, where he got his M.D. He then went on to his residency, acquiring a job in Vancouver, Canada as a resident. He continued to take night classes throughout, and recently went from a bachelor's in biochem to a master's, but he still isn't licensed to practice yet, as he's only been a resident for two years. Physical Description: 6'0, Clean-Shaven, Dark Brown Hair(classic collegiate cut), Brown Eyes. __________ Goal: Survive?
Name: Michael Taylor Age: 27. Gender: Male Occupation: Medical Resident: Neurosurgery --------------- Health: 20/20 Days Survived: 0 --------------- Equipment: Weapon: None Special: Novalis (like the machine, you can take on complex problems ease, and without stressing out) --------------- Bio: Taylor was born to a pretty normal family; nuclear engineer for a dad, and a dean for a mom. Okay, so maybe that's not normal. That's genius material right there. Taylor was pressured a lot academically to do well, so even though he was pretty average, he studied a LOT, and grew up with a near-perfect GPA(think somewhere near 3.95) and a lot of ambition. He was accepted to an Ivy League college(his parents' encouragement of the dean of admissions may or may not have had something to do with it). So, he got a bachelor's degree in biochemistry and went on to medical school, where he got his M.D. He then went on to his residency, acquiring a job in Vancouver, Canada as a resident. He continued to take night classes throughout, and recently went from a bachelor's in biochem to a master's, but he still isn't licensed to practice yet, as he's only been a resident for two years. Physical Description: 6'0, Clean-Shaven, Dark Brown Hair(classic collegiate cut), Brown Eyes.
Name: Michael Taylor Age: 27. Gender: Male Occupation: Medical Resident: Neurosurgery --------------- Health: 20/20 Days Survived: 0 --------------- Equipment: Antibiotics, Bandages, Tourniquet, Suture/Needle, Anesthetic, Antiseptic Agent, Surgical Scrubs. Weapon: Surgical Saw. Special: Novalis (like the machine, you can take on complex problems ease, and without stressing out) --------------- Bio: Taylor was born to a pretty normal family; nuclear engineer for a dad, and a dean for a mom. Okay, so maybe that's not normal. That's genius material right there. Taylor was pressured a lot academically to do well, so even though he was pretty average, he studied a LOT, and grew up with a near-perfect GPA(think somewhere near 3.95) and a lot of ambition. He was accepted to an Ivy League college(his parents' encouragement of the dean of admissions may or may not have had something to do with it). So, he got a bachelor's degree in biochemistry and went on to medical school, where he got his M.D. He then went on to his residency, acquiring a job in Vancouver, Canada as a resident. He continued to take night classes throughout, and recently went from a bachelor's in biochem to a master's, but he still isn't licensed to practice yet, as he's only been a resident for two years. Physical Description: 6'0, Clean-Shaven, Dark Brown Hair(classic collegiate cut), Brown Eyes.
Oops, I thought that you filled in my equipment. Mea culpa. Is that good?
Name: Michael Taylor Age: 27. Gender: Male Occupation: Medical Resident: Neurosurgery --------------- Health: 20/20 Days Survived: 0 --------------- Equipment: Antibiotics, Bandages, Tourniquet, Suture/Needle, Anesthetic, Antiseptic Agent, Surgical Scrubs. Weapon: Surgical Saw. Special: Novalis (like the machine, you can take on complex problems ease, and without stressing out) --------------- Bio: Taylor was born to a pretty normal family; nuclear engineer for a dad, and a dean for a mom. Okay, so maybe that's not normal. That's genius material right there. Taylor was pressured a lot academically to do well, so even though he was pretty average, he studied a LOT, and grew up with a near-perfect GPA(think somewhere near 3.95) and a lot of ambition. He was accepted to an Ivy League college(his parents' encouragement of the dean of admissions may or may not have had something to do with it). So, he got a bachelor's degree in biochemistry and went on to medical school, where he got his M.D. He then went on to his residency, acquiring a job in Vancouver, Canada as a resident. He continued to take night classes throughout, and recently went from a bachelor's in biochem to a master's, but he still isn't licensed to practice yet, as he's only been a resident for two years. Physical Description: 6'0, Clean-Shaven, Dark Brown Hair(classic collegiate cut), Brown Eyes.
Yea, its fine. __________ I'll start in the next day or so, and your survival clock starts when I first post your scenario.
Name: Felipe Halepes Age: 25 Gender: Male Occupation: Farmer Physical Description: Tall-ish,5 o' clock shadow,slight mustache, "mexican" tan,wears glasses, slightly chunky --------------- Health: 20/20 Days Survived: 0 --------------- Equipment: Wood planks,nails,hammer,2 days worth of crops,Pitchfork Weapon: Ruger GP-100 Special: Agora (working outside for long periods has allowed you to resist the affects of the sun, wind, rain, or other weather conditions) --------------- Bio: Lived as a young boy watching Scary B-movies, hated them, when he was 16 he was your typical smart aleck. Had B/C grades, some friends, and was slightly cool. When he got older he studied agriculture to become a farmer. After 4 years in college he graduated and lived on a small farm in California with his fiancee and a kid on the way. When the infection came his wife was at work but never came home, after a few days he got worried but soon figured what happened when a few Zeds wandered on the farm. He killed them with his Ruger GP-100 he kept under his pillow (epic hiding spot).
Your working in the fields, listening to the radio to keep your spirits up. Suddenly, your mariachi band tunes get cut off by an emergency broadcast. You listen in shock as it describes the horrors of a new, mutated vacine called TITAN. You think of your family and friends, and who may have gotten the vacine...
Your survival starts now. Do whatever it takes to survive long enough to get rescued. Make the right choices, you'll live a while longer. Make the wrong choices, and...
You're still working/standing in the fields right now. What do you do?
__________ Name: Michael Taylor Age: 27. Gender: Male Occupation: Medical Resident: Neurosurgery Physical Description: 6'0, Clean-Shaven, Dark Brown Hair(classic collegiate cut), Brown Eyes. --------------- Health: 20/20 Days Survived: 0 --------------- Equipment: Antibiotics, Bandages, Tourniquet, Suture/Needle, Anesthetic, Antiseptic Agent, Surgical Scrubs. Weapon: Surgical Saw. Special: Novalis (like the machine, you can take on complex problems ease, and without stressing out) --------------- Bio: Taylor was born to a pretty normal family; nuclear engineer for a dad, and a dean for a mom. Okay, so maybe that's not normal. That's genius material right there. Taylor was pressured a lot academically to do well, so even though he was pretty average, he studied a LOT, and grew up with a near-perfect GPA(think somewhere near 3.95) and a lot of ambition. He was accepted to an Ivy League college(his parents' encouragement of the dean of admissions may or may not have had something to do with it). So, he got a bachelor's degree in biochemistry and went on to medical school, where he got his M.D. He then went on to his residency, acquiring a job in Vancouver, Canada as a resident. He continued to take night classes throughout, and recently went from a bachelor's in biochem to a master's, but he still isn't licensed to practice yet, as he's only been a resident for two years.
6 months ago, you celebrated along with the rest of the medical world over the apparent triumph of the TITAN Vacine against HIV/AIDs. And than it all went wrong... You're standing in the OR, watching the surgery when the intercom comes on, relaying the emergency broadcast. The anathesiologist gasp, and someone begins crying...
Your survival starts now. Do whatever it takes to survive long enough to get rescued. Make the right choices, you'll live a while longer. Make the wrong choices, and...
Name: Felipe Halepes Age: 25 Gender: Male Occupation: Farmer Physical Description: Tall-ish,5 o' clock shadow,slight mustache, "mexican" tan,wears glasses, slightly chunky --------------- Health: 20/20 Days Survived: 0 --------------- Equipment: Wood planks,nails,hammer,2 days worth of crops,Pitchfork Weapon: Ruger GP-100 Special: Agora (working outside for long periods has allowed you to resist the affects of the sun, wind, rain, or other weather conditions) --------------- Bio: Lived as a young boy watching Scary B-movies, hated them, when he was 16 he was your typical smart aleck. Had B/C grades, some friends, and was slightly cool. When he got older he studied agriculture to become a farmer. After 4 years in college he graduated and lived on a small farm in California with his fiancee and a kid on the way. When the infection came his wife was at work but never came home, after a few days he got worried but soon figured what happened when a few Zeds wandered on the farm. He killed them with his Ruger GP-100 he kept under his pillow (epic hiding spot).
well if i'm collecting crops then quickly finish up and take them to the barn, if not i start to collect all of the supplies i have nd take them to the house and start boarding up the windows
Name: Felipe Halepes Age: 25 Gender: Male Occupation: Farmer Physical Description: Tall-ish,5 o' clock shadow,slight mustache, "mexican" tan,wears glasses, slightly chunky --------------- Health: 20/20 Days Survived: 0 --------------- Equipment: hammer,2 days worth of crops,Pitchfork Weapon: Ruger GP-100 Special: Agora (working outside for long periods has allowed you to resist the affects of the sun, wind, rain, or other weather conditions) --------------- Bio: Lived as a young boy watching Scary B-movies, hated them, when he was 16 he was your typical smart aleck. Had B/C grades, some friends, and was slightly cool. When he got older he studied agriculture to become a farmer. After 4 years in college he graduated and lived on a small farm in California with his fiancee and a kid on the way. When the infection came his wife was at work but never came home, after a few days he got worried but soon figured what happened when a few Zeds wandered on the farm. He killed them with his Ruger GP-100 he kept under his pillow (epic hiding spot).
You take in the crops around you, and lock them in the barn. You then begin to board up the windows on your one-story ranch house. (Use all planks, nails)
Name: Felipe Halepes Age: 25 Gender: Male Occupation: Farmer Physical Description: Tall-ish,5 o' clock shadow,slight mustache, "mexican" tan,wears glasses, slightly chunky --------------- Health: 20/20 Days Survived: 0 --------------- Equipment: hammer,2 days worth of crops,Pitchfork Weapon: Ruger GP-100 Special: Agora (working outside for long periods has allowed you to resist the affects of the sun, wind, rain, or other weather conditions) --------------- Bio: Lived as a young boy watching Scary B-movies, hated them, when he was 16 he was your typical smart aleck. Had B/C grades, some friends, and was slightly cool. When he got older he studied agriculture to become a farmer. After 4 years in college he graduated and lived on a small farm in California with his fiancee and a kid on the way. When the infection came his wife was at work but never came home, after a few days he got worried but soon figured what happened when a few Zeds wandered on the farm. He killed them with his Ruger GP-100 he kept under his pillow (epic hiding spot).
good now i barricade the back door and dismantle everything that wouldn't be needed now (any empty wooden boxes, televisions etc.) for any various parts
Name: Michael Taylor Age: 27. Gender: Male Occupation: Medical Resident: Neurosurgery Physical Description: 6'0, Clean-Shaven, Dark Brown Hair(classic collegiate cut), Brown Eyes. --------------- Health: 20/20 Days Survived: 0 --------------- Equipment: Antibiotics, Bandages, Tourniquet, Suture/Needle, Anesthetic, Antiseptic Agent, Surgical Scrubs. Weapon: Surgical Saw. Special: Novalis (like the machine, you can take on complex problems ease, and without stressing out) --------------- Bio: Taylor was born to a pretty normal family; nuclear engineer for a dad, and a dean for a mom. Okay, so maybe that's not normal. That's genius material right there. Taylor was pressured a lot academically to do well, so even though he was pretty average, he studied a LOT, and grew up with a near-perfect GPA(think somewhere near 3.95) and a lot of ambition. He was accepted to an Ivy League college(his parents' encouragement of the dean of admissions may or may not have had something to do with it). So, he got a bachelor's degree in biochemistry and went on to medical school, where he got his M.D. He then went on to his residency, acquiring a job in Vancouver, Canada as a resident. He continued to take night classes throughout, and recently went from a bachelor's in biochem to a master's, but he still isn't licensed to practice yet, as he's only been a resident for two years.
Of course the hospital, along with the police station/military base/gun store/etc. would be the one of the very first places that anyone would think to go. However, the good thing about starting at the hospital is that we have a lot of useful allies around; doctors. So basically, I have two choices; I can leave the hospital with my new allies, or I can try to barricade it. Being that we really have no weapons and the only useful thing is our knowledge of medicine, what we should do is leave. We'll have to take every back road known to man and for the love of god stay away from crowds. It would also be a good idea to cover up the fact that we're doctors, maybe wear normal clothes on over our medical stuff, and hide what we do have. So, yeah. Do that.
Flag Name: Felipe Halepes Age: 25 Gender: Male Occupation: Farmer Physical Description: Tall-ish,5 o' clock shadow,slight mustache, "mexican" tan,wears glasses, slightly chunky --------------- Health: 20/20 Days Survived: 0 --------------- Equipment: hammer,2 days worth of crops,Pitchfork Weapon: Ruger GP-100 Special: Agora (working outside for long periods has allowed you to resist the affects of the sun, wind, rain, or other weather conditions) --------------- Bio: Lived as a young boy watching Scary B-movies, hated them, when he was 16 he was your typical smart aleck. Had B/C grades, some friends, and was slightly cool. When he got older he studied agriculture to become a farmer. After 4 years in college he graduated and lived on a small farm in California with his fiancee and a kid on the way. When the infection came his wife was at work but never came home, after a few days he got worried but soon figured what happened when a few Zeds wandered on the farm. He killed them with his Ruger GP-100 he kept under his pillow (epic hiding spot).
You begin to dismantle everything for parts, and use some of the parts to barricade yourself in the house. Your effectively cut off from the real world, and the Zeds. __________ Name: Michael Taylor Age: 27. Gender: Male Occupation: Medical Resident: Neurosurgery Physical Description: 6'0, Clean-Shaven, Dark Brown Hair(classic collegiate cut), Brown Eyes. --------------- Health: 20/20 Days Survived: 0 --------------- Equipment: Antibiotics, Bandages, Tourniquet, Suture/Needle, Anesthetic, Antiseptic Agent, Surgical Scrubs. Weapon: Surgical Saw. Special: Novalis (like the machine, you can take on complex problems ease, and without stressing out) --------------- Bio: Taylor was born to a pretty normal family; nuclear engineer for a dad, and a dean for a mom. Okay, so maybe that's not normal. That's genius material right there. Taylor was pressured a lot academically to do well, so even though he was pretty average, he studied a LOT, and grew up with a near-perfect GPA(think somewhere near 3.95) and a lot of ambition. He was accepted to an Ivy League college(his parents' encouragement of the dean of admissions may or may not have had something to do with it). So, he got a bachelor's degree in biochemistry and went on to medical school, where he got his M.D. He then went on to his residency, acquiring a job in Vancouver, Canada as a resident. He continued to take night classes throughout, and recently went from a bachelor's in biochem to a master's, but he still isn't licensed to practice yet, as he's only been a resident for two years.
You start talking to the other doctors and nurses about abandoning the hospital and flee, but they look at you in shock. At graduation, you took the Hippocratic Oath, and its your moral duty to help those infected, or those who come to the hospital in need. Do you still want to leave?
Flag Name: Felipe Halepes Age: 25 Gender: Male Occupation: Farmer Physical Description: Tall-ish,5 o' clock shadow,slight mustache, "mexican" tan,wears glasses, slightly chunky --------------- Health: 20/20 Days Survived: 0 --------------- Equipment: hammer,2 days worth of crops,Pitchfork Weapon: Ruger GP-100 Special: Agora (working outside for long periods has allowed you to resist the affects of the sun, wind, rain, or other weather conditions) --------------- Bio: Lived as a young boy watching Scary B-movies, hated them, when he was 16 he was your typical smart aleck. Had B/C grades, some friends, and was slightly cool. When he got older he studied agriculture to become a farmer. After 4 years in college he graduated and lived on a small farm in California with his fiancee and a kid on the way. When the infection came his wife was at work but never came home, after a few days he got worried but soon figured what happened when a few Zeds wandered on the farm. He killed them with his Ruger GP-100 he kept under his pillow (epic hiding spot).
Name: Michael Taylor Age: 27. Gender: Male Occupation: Medical Resident: Neurosurgery Physical Description: 6'0, Clean-Shaven, Dark Brown Hair(classic collegiate cut), Brown Eyes. --------------- Health: 20/20 Days Survived: 0 --------------- Equipment: Antibiotics, Bandages, Tourniquet, Suture/Needle, Anesthetic, Antiseptic Agent, Surgical Scrubs. Weapon: Surgical Saw. Special: Novalis (like the machine, you can take on complex problems ease, and without stressing out) --------------- Bio: Taylor was born to a pretty normal family; nuclear engineer for a dad, and a dean for a mom. Okay, so maybe that's not normal. That's genius material right there. Taylor was pressured a lot academically to do well, so even though he was pretty average, he studied a LOT, and grew up with a near-perfect GPA(think somewhere near 3.95) and a lot of ambition. He was accepted to an Ivy League college(his parents' encouragement of the dean of admissions may or may not have had something to do with it). So, he got a bachelor's degree in biochemistry and went on to medical school, where he got his M.D. He then went on to his residency, acquiring a job in Vancouver, Canada as a resident. He continued to take night classes throughout, and recently went from a bachelor's in biochem to a master's, but he still isn't licensed to practice yet, as he's only been a resident for two years.
...I sigh. "All right," I say finally. "But we must realize that people are ravenous right now. We should at least barricade the hospital to prevent any...hostile visitors, for our own safety and that of our patients. Does anyone know how we might do this?"
Name: Felipe Halepes Age: 25 Gender: Male Occupation: Farmer Physical Description: Tall-ish,5 o' clock shadow,slight mustache, "mexican" tan,wears glasses, slightly chunky --------------- Health: 20/20 Days Survived: 0 --------------- Equipment: hammer,2 days worth of crops,Pitchfork Weapon: Ruger GP-100 Special: Agora (working outside for long periods has allowed you to resist the affects of the sun, wind, rain, or other weather conditions) --------------- Bio: Lived as a young boy watching Scary B-movies, hated them, when he was 16 he was your typical smart aleck. Had B/C grades, some friends, and was slightly cool. When he got older he studied agriculture to become a farmer. After 4 years in college he graduated and lived on a small farm in California with his fiancee and a kid on the way. When the infection came his wife was at work but never came home, after a few days he got worried but soon figured what happened when a few Zeds wandered on the farm. He killed them with his Ruger GP-100 he kept under his pillow (epic hiding spot).
Time is AG time, so it'd be dark/night.
You move the barricades and leave your house. You have a truck, or you could walk. Its a small town, with a supermarket, hardware, and the like. __________ Name: Michael Taylor Age: 27. Gender: Male Occupation: Medical Resident: Neurosurgery Physical Description: 6'0, Clean-Shaven, Dark Brown Hair(classic collegiate cut), Brown Eyes. --------------- Health: 20/20 Days Survived: 0 --------------- Equipment: Antibiotics, Bandages, Tourniquet, Suture/Needle, Anesthetic, Antiseptic Agent, Surgical Scrubs. Weapon: Surgical Saw. Special: Novalis (like the machine, you can take on complex problems ease, and without stressing out) --------------- Bio: Taylor was born to a pretty normal family; nuclear engineer for a dad, and a dean for a mom. Okay, so maybe that's not normal. That's genius material right there. Taylor was pressured a lot academically to do well, so even though he was pretty average, he studied a LOT, and grew up with a near-perfect GPA(think somewhere near 3.95) and a lot of ambition. He was accepted to an Ivy League college(his parents' encouragement of the dean of admissions may or may not have had something to do with it). So, he got a bachelor's degree in biochemistry and went on to medical school, where he got his M.D. He then went on to his residency, acquiring a job in Vancouver, Canada as a resident. He continued to take night classes throughout, and recently went from a bachelor's in biochem to a master's, but he still isn't licensed to practice yet, as he's only been a resident for two years.
The head of the department walks over.
"I'm sorry, but we can't do that. Although we would be in danger, the barricades would prevent those in danger from getting in. We also have security guards, so we're not entirely by ourselves."
(Geez, for a doctor, you sure don't like helping people...)
