FeralHeart Roleplay => Forum Based Roleplay => Human & Humanoid Roleplays => Topic started by: silverMarie on July 23, 2014, 03:11:46 am
Title: The End|Open+Accepting|
Post by: silverMarie on July 23, 2014, 03:11:46 am
The end has come, but some of us are fighting for survival.
(http://www.filmedge.net/T4/images/terminatorcityscape550.jpg) We thought it was just the flu, but it turned out is was something much worse. This..virus..kills anyone that contracts it in a matter of hours, sometimes days. The person who has it goes through excruciating pain, fever, chills, coughing. This virus is highly contagious and there is no cure. Animals carry this virus but they don't get infected by it, it's just better to stay away from them, unless you're one of the lucky ones who are immune. Those who are not immune have chose to stay in hiding in reinforced buildings, never letting anyone near them.
(http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b47/impactj/walmart-virus.jpg) It's been 2 months since the first person contracted the virus was admitted into the hospital in New York, since then there are only a handful of people left. Some have chosen to keep what's left of their humanity, while others have chosen the more...barbaric ways. Scientists have begun taking survivors off the streets to use a lab rats in testing their vaccines, so far they have been unsuccessful. There are also many 'clans' around the US that you have to worry about. They will kill anyone without thought, if you have what they want and you won't give it to them, you're dead.
Rules
-No godmodding or powerplaying. -Yes, you can die. Feel free to make another character if your original one dies. -No one-liners. Try to make at least 4 or more sentences. -Guns are pretty hard to find, so your character will most likely not have a firearm at first. -There is no power, unless you come by someone with a generator. Remember; not everyone is willing to share. -Cussing is allowed but not to be overused. -Drama and romance is allowed, just no sexual stuff. -If you are captured by the lab it isn't easy to escape. They do have armed guards. -Try to put your character close to the others, that way there is more interaction. -All animals are carriers, if you have a pet don't expect everyone to treat them kindly.
Personality: Charlotte is a very independent woman who is more of a lone wolf, rarely travelling with a group as she finds it faster and easier to provide for herself - although if given the opportunity she may collaborate and decide to be part of a small group. Despite being laid back Char can also be a bit of a hot head and rather stubborn at times - she hates being told what to do and if told she'll often not listen or do something wrong on deliberate. She's very stubborn and sarcastic as well as being rather bubbly and a happy person - its hard to read her emotions as she has the same expression for being angered and annoyed and another -same- expression for being happy, excited etc. You don't know what you're going to get with her.
History: No much of an interesting history for Charlotte. Ever since being younger she had lived in the town where the whole virus had spread, but she was totally oblivious to it for a few days. A month before the virus had spread Charlotte went away to Hawaii for two weeks as she did every year for a holiday. Upon returning two week before she heard many rumour about a virus that had broken out and was slowly working its way around the country and how some people were immune and some weren't and how scientists were doing tests. For a few days she had locked herself in doors until she finally ventured out into the city. Ever since she's tried her hardest to survive and so far it has paid off.
Occupation: Well she was a mechanic and a nurse
Family: All live in a different country, but her untie and grandad died because of the virus.
Relationships: At the moment she doesn't know anyone Single - subject to change
Location: Not to far away from a mall, hidden out in a small abandoned house.
This is Tatum, he is a pure-bred male German Shepherd who is the age of 4 years old. He's a fairly bit larger than most dogs of his breed but has the average temperment of a police/military dog. He is aggressive towards strangers and other dogs - he is very protective of those he may class as 'friends' and even 'family' and would risk his life for them. Although towards Charlotte he is very loving and friendly and would risk life and limb for her as she would for him.
This is Leila, she is a 9 month old female, pure-bred German Shepherd. Leila hasn't been owned by Charlotte all her life: one day she was out in the street when a gang of humans came across her, since dogs also carry the virus they intended on killing the pup - luckily Charlotte was around and managed to save the young pup. Since being still young she is yet to discover her personality, but it seems like she'll be following the roped of Tatum.
Other: - Has a few scars - Has ADHD - Owns 2 German Shepherd - Is immune to the virus - Can do freestyle (running, jumping, climbing etc)
Title: Re: The End|Open+Accepting|
Post by: Arkayy on July 28, 2014, 03:10:36 am
Ooh yay I've been waiting for this roleplay to open. ^^
Personality: Cedric has a very calm and solitary personality. He can be viewed as caring, trying to help the less fortunate, though much of the time his generosity is taken advantaged of and gullible. He isn't much of a fighter, though he will stand up for those he sees the need to. Cedric can be described as very rational and tactical, normally liking to come up with strategies before pursuing any sort of operation. In the past, his quick wits has led him out of many dark situations. The man hates to take risks, never daring to challenge opponents that he know he won't be able to win against or get into real mischief for what he needed. He has a very civil and proper demeanor, most likely one of the few in this day and age that can't be ticked off so easily. Much of his speech is in monotone and its difficult to get him to even a crack a smile anymore.
History: WIP
Occupation: Before the crisis, he was working a medical internship at a local hospital. From those days, he has a bit higher knowledge about medical procedures that the average survivor.
Family: - Maria Osbourne - Mother (Whereabouts are unknown. It is assumed she's dead.) - Damien Hunther - Father (Died from contact with the virus) - Arisa Hunther - Older sister (Whereabouts are unknown.)
Relationships: - None. Anyone may request a friendship/relationship though for him.
Location: Currently, he is on the streets, keeping cautious and heading back for his shambles of a retreat near the outlying borders of the city after scrounging around for loose supplies.
- Black Labrador dog - Age is around 3 years old - Quite the athletic and cunning dog. An excellent tracker - Lacks strength against other dogs, though has good intimidation against humans.
Other: (Opt.)
Title: Re: The End|Open+Accepting|
Post by: Spottedbears on July 28, 2014, 08:36:18 am
Personality: Quite kind, however she tries to be as tough as she can. Often times this comes off as the "cliche" tough girl look, but she doesn't care. She does not like dogs, or big animals for that matter, and will tend to stay away from people that have them. If given the opportunity she will make a joke out of any situation, and has quite the dirty mind as well.
History: She moved to the US not long after her parents both died. She never really knew them that well, for she'd stayed with a caretaker/nanny her entire life. However, she took strongly to wearing a hijab due to, one, their fabulous style and two, it was her parents' religion. When she got there she was about twelve years old. Lili started to seek interest in track, running, and exercising. She took track in highschool, and started to work out at the gym every day. Over time, she became pretty strong and acquired stamina as well as strength. However, she's not perfect.
Occupation: Didn't have a full time job, but worked various things like babysitting and tutoring.
Family: -x-
Relationships: None, but is open for some.
Location: Her house, which had a generator in the basement - it no longer works. She is usually outside and looking for food, or things to do.
Pet(s): -x- Other: - is immune - open for character development
Title: Re: The End|Open+Accepting|
Post by: silverMarie on July 30, 2014, 08:43:30 am
Sorry guys! Real life issues are happening at the moment T.T All are accepted and I will finish my app soon. Once the genders even out we can start ^-^)
Title: Re: The End|Open+Accepting|
Post by: silverMarie on August 01, 2014, 11:58:09 pm
I think it's safe to say that we can now start ^^)
Title: Re: The End|Open+Accepting|
Post by: Arkayy on August 02, 2014, 08:23:44 pm
(Alright then. I'll post in a bit. ^^)
Title: Re: The End|Open+Accepting|
Post by: sparticles on August 06, 2014, 09:09:03 pm
[[I'll let someone post before I go ahead]]
Title: Re: The End|Open+Accepting|
Post by: silverMarie on August 08, 2014, 02:02:41 am
Nightfall was quickly approaching, Erin had manged to lose the horde that had separated her from her friend, Cedric. They were looking for supplies when a large horde managed to get the jump on them and cause them to go their own ways. That was the last time she had seen her friend. Erin kept a quick pace as the sounds of growls and moans seemed to get closer by the second. The sun was quickly setting and making it harder to see, causing her to stumble and trip over objects. She kept glancing over her shoulder every few minutes to be sure nothing was sneaking up on her, she wasn't going to get caught with her back turned again. She knew she had to get to the hotel she and Cedric had said to meet if they ever got separated, the Plaza Hotel. She knew it was pretty safe there, well the last time she checked, which was a few weeks ago. Erin hoped she would find her friend waiting inside. She traveled down a long cracked road filled with rusted cars and 'human' remains until she finally found herself in front of the large hotel. The doors were partially opened, she could have swore she closed them last time she was here..Erin took a deep breath then pushed it the rest of the way open and went inside.
(I hope you don't mind that she and Cedric are friends ^.^ Also, this post was rushed x.x)
Title: Re: The End|Open+Accepting|
Post by: sparticles on August 08, 2014, 12:03:31 pm
(http://i4.cdnds.net/14/11/600x600/screen-shot-2014-03-14-at-094621.jpg) Charlotte Fradgely It felt like only two seconds ago when she had woke from her uncomfortable slumber and now it was already dawning to night, some days would go so fast where as others would go incredibly slow. As she glared around the open, rubble coated streets she examined the buildings that were crumbled and wrecked, cars had been smashed and glass covered the floors and the roads and pavements seemed a lot more uneven and more holes had been created in the ground. Not just a normal pot hole -no- these were huge holes in the ground where a wondering being, biter or a wondering animal would fall down and come to their death, around here you had to be carefully. Not only were there risks of falling to your death but you also had the chance of being crushed by a falling building, a hostile survivor or even a group killing you, being killed by an infected animal or worse - being killed by your own species, that now only have a lust for blood, even your own friends and family could have turned on you as well as a love family pet. This place was just a giant hell hole and nothing was going for it any more, even the uninfected have got a lab and are capturing their own species to do tests on them, you are not safe any where you go.
Charlotte allowed a sigh to brush past her lips as she let out a sigh, slowly walking forward back to the place she rested - but Leila and Tatum were no where to be seen. They were probably off sniffing somewhere or Tatum would be chasing after the adventurous pup. Turning around she glared behind her towards a few shops, the dimming light allowed her to make out the two figures of a larger and a smaller creature who seemed to be hurling towards her chuckling she knew it was her two canine companions returning. Char had owned Tatum ever since he was a pup, her brother worked in the army and her uncle was a police man so they trained up the brute for her - making him into not just a good companion but a good service dog. Her brother had to go away and her uncle was assigned with a new dog named Bullet, so the 24 year old get her young pup back at the age of 2 and a half. And well it was the same for Leila, before havoc struck the city she purchased her second dog which was also a German Shepherd. Tatum showed Leila most of the ropes and Charlotte only stepped in to teach her the basics. But both of her companions listen like a dream, so she has no problems with them. Having no friends nor family around any more these were the guys Charlotte counted on, but she knew also that they counted on her - so she would do her best to protect them and allow them to see their future.
Felling a smooth texture brush across her leg a smile grew across the 25-year old's leg caused her to look down with a smile, kneeling down she placed out both hands and grabbed Tatum and Leila in each of her hands and rubbed their faces gently "Come on you two, we're heading back now its getting late and without a doubt we'll have trouble with those beasties" she spoke towards the two rolling her eyes, Leila letting out an almost silent yip and Tatum licking his owners arm. Raising to her feet Charlotte whipped out her hand gun that she carried around with her all the time in case of an attack but this would also help her protect herself and her two dogs - even though they were trained to attack and even kill. The sun was slowly dropping and the moon would soon be rising, it was already getting rather dark and the sounds of moans from several alleys sounded, but this didn't startle the woman nor the duo of dogs - they continued their way down the street towards their resting point, the longest it would take would be at least 10 minutes - but at a quick pace it could be faster. With dogs at either side and a gun as protection they were sure to be safe for now.
Title: Re: The End|Open+Accepting|
Post by: AbbyJoyce on August 17, 2014, 02:11:45 am
(http://media-cache-ec0.pinimg.com/736x/73/58/f6/7358f66aaa6dd078d9e18c0acc8d325e.jpg) "Lunatic? Ha, well I prefer chaotically advanced." Oliver Hayes Age: 27 Gender: Male Personality: Due to his injury, Oliver often has an unconscious lack of emotion. Other times, he reacts like any normal human. His injury also has caused him to acquire nightmares. They are his elder memories struggling to return, but failing and showing up as distorted images and twisted things. Due to this, he attempts to avoid sleep. Oliver is shrewd, calculating, and charming. He often struggles to grow connections with anyone other than himself and Jim. Due to this, he often feels little remorse for the use of others to achieve what he desires. After losing all memory and connections with his family, he also lost all feeling towards them. For this, he shows a lack of desire to learn who they are and this often unsettles others. Oliver is smart and skilled in combat and agility, but he is known to have a dark side to him and will ruthlessly punish any who defy him or stand in his way. There are several aspects to Oliver's deep personality and ways, to learn them all is to learn who he truly is. (Meaning he will reveal more of himself in the roleplay.cx) History: Much of Oliver's past is a mystery to not only others, but himself. Due to a temperal-lobe injury during his service in the U.S. marines, he lost his memory from the age of 19 to his birth. All except for his trained instincts in combat and reactions. Due to a blank mind and a quick hit, Oliver was ordered to the U.S. Special forces Branch 8902, or what the few that are aware of it's existence call The Fade. The Fade was a Top Secret branch of the U.S. Government's military, used only when all else had failed. Their main jobs were to deal with the problems when lawful precautions had gone haywire. Meaning, they were highly trained in the art of torture and punishment. They had few rules aside from remaining loyal. The Government and the President were trained to turn a blind eye to the branch, allowing them to do whatever necessary to get the job done as long as they remained hidden. They also dealt with the issues kept from the U.S. population including many top secret cases such as the virus, though only hours of data were collected before the virus took full affect. Oliver was trained and conditioned into what can only be described as a flesh-weapon. He was promoted to Commander of the T.R.F. leaf of the branch. The Torture, Retrieval, and Finish leaf. They specialized in just that. Torture, Retrieval, and Finishing the job. Oliver, due to his personality, was known for being flip-floppy when it came to the Government. Willing to turn his back on the President even in the blink of an eye, he remained loyal to one, and only one person. His Senior-Chief of the Fade. The Leader of the entire branch, Jim Hendricks was Oliver's mentor. When the Virus hit, The Fade was ordered to escort the President to Bolivia in hopes of safety. Oliver and Jim boarded the Private jet set for Bolivia when in the chaos of the virus, the pilot, already infected ahead of time, began to show symptoms. Within minutes, the plane failed and crashed in the midst of one of the largest cities. Oliver awoke from the crash within a lab. Despite his objections and claims of being in the Fade, he is held captive and tested upon. He is determined to do one thing only. Find Jim. Occupation: Commander of the T.R.F. in The Fade. Family: Lost connections after his injury, closest thing to family would be Jim Hendricks. Relationships: Jim Hendricks; Friend Location: Within a remaining lab being tested on for the cure. Pet(s): N/A Other: N/A
-This is what he will be wearing- (http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YjnLEjTgCIo/UG_w92VCflI/AAAAAAAAC8Y/hu6Fg6GWNek/s1600/resident_evil_6___jake_muller__asia__by_mrgameboy2012-d5gxtaf.png)