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Hello, Campfire. Before I explain the backstory etc, I should probably state that this ain't yo momma's RP. Dawg. This is what I like to call a "Dungeon Master RP." Basically, while individuals and groups are able to lightly influence the situation, the master (me) really decides what goes on in the game. Don't worry, there's no "Roll for initiative" stuff here, although some of my decisions will be based on my personal die/coin flip. For example, when hordes and specially mutated infected arrive, and hits upon those infected (FE, melée weapons have a higher chance to hit, but a lower chance to incapacitate/slow down those infected)
That was the bones, now for the meat.
As of mid-summer, 2009, an infection called the 'red flu' hits middle America. It is a rabies-like virus, which spreads slowly, and is not an immediate harm to the nation. The Civil Emergency and Defense Agency acts quickly, dispatching agents to classify and combat the disease. Infection is contained for meantime.
Winter 2009. Th virus is still undefeatable and has grown in 'strength.' It spreads faster, with reports ranging from two hours to two minutes. CEDA's hazmat-covered science team falls to the violent cases. Infection begins to seep through the CEDA quarantine as the military desperatley tries to stop the threat.
New Year's day, 2010. The infection grows even stronger, with victims now mutating into super-animals, tearing apart anything that is not them, even with disemboweled limbs. Many CEDA and US Army joint bases and outposts fall to the virus. CEDA is now jokingly named Can't Ever Defend Anything.
Spring, 2010. Infection ravages the country, with few, if any, green zones left. The military and government has begun major evacuations to offshore countries, territories, and Hawaii. LA, New Orleans, and NYC are rumored to still be standing. The rest of the world watches in horror.
And this is where you come in. Somehow, someway, you and a group of survivors missed the military Evac at San Francisco Harbor. Thanks to some maps and crap left behind, you find out that LA is your next best hope. You gather supplies and wait to begin the journey.
Char. Sheet:
Name- Duh.
Age- Duh.
Appearence- Duh.
Backstory- Life before the outbreak, occupation, how you got to San Fran, etc.
Starting Weapon- weapon you managed to scavenge. Can be a 9mm pistol or a melée weapon which uses no outside assistance except your strength (no if's and's or but's.) Please note that you may have only ONE starting weapon.
Snappy One-Liners- Lines you may frequently use in the outbreak. Because every survivor has some.
Notes- The Master dictates where you find supplies, special infected, hordes of infected, etc. Everyone begins with a medkit and a bottle of painkillers.
That was the bones, now for the meat.
As of mid-summer, 2009, an infection called the 'red flu' hits middle America. It is a rabies-like virus, which spreads slowly, and is not an immediate harm to the nation. The Civil Emergency and Defense Agency acts quickly, dispatching agents to classify and combat the disease. Infection is contained for meantime.
Winter 2009. Th virus is still undefeatable and has grown in 'strength.' It spreads faster, with reports ranging from two hours to two minutes. CEDA's hazmat-covered science team falls to the violent cases. Infection begins to seep through the CEDA quarantine as the military desperatley tries to stop the threat.
New Year's day, 2010. The infection grows even stronger, with victims now mutating into super-animals, tearing apart anything that is not them, even with disemboweled limbs. Many CEDA and US Army joint bases and outposts fall to the virus. CEDA is now jokingly named Can't Ever Defend Anything.
Spring, 2010. Infection ravages the country, with few, if any, green zones left. The military and government has begun major evacuations to offshore countries, territories, and Hawaii. LA, New Orleans, and NYC are rumored to still be standing. The rest of the world watches in horror.
And this is where you come in. Somehow, someway, you and a group of survivors missed the military Evac at San Francisco Harbor. Thanks to some maps and crap left behind, you find out that LA is your next best hope. You gather supplies and wait to begin the journey.
Char. Sheet:
Name- Duh.
Age- Duh.
Appearence- Duh.
Backstory- Life before the outbreak, occupation, how you got to San Fran, etc.
Starting Weapon- weapon you managed to scavenge. Can be a 9mm pistol or a melée weapon which uses no outside assistance except your strength (no if's and's or but's.) Please note that you may have only ONE starting weapon.
Snappy One-Liners- Lines you may frequently use in the outbreak. Because every survivor has some.
Notes- The Master dictates where you find supplies, special infected, hordes of infected, etc. Everyone begins with a medkit and a bottle of painkillers.
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