Ok people this is an RP about the 28 Days Later scenario. This RP will take place in modern London and the survivors will eventually move to mainland Europe. This RP is going to try to be as realistic as possible so if your player is seriously hurt, they will stay that way until they are somehow healed. Also time will pass in a strange fashion. To make this as real as possible, we will (try to) incorporate sleeping into this RP. If it doesn't work out, I will scrap it. I need everyone's help on this. Please give me suggestions and sign up. Bios must consist of Physical appearance/ occupation/ age/ background/ weapons/ and friends. To make this RP fun, each person will have a friends list. On this list will be survivors whom are working with each other. Say I have a character who has police officer as a profession, there might be other players who are using a police officer and I might add them to my friends list. After requesting and adding people to your friends list, your group of survivors gets bigger (max # of ppl in a group is 4). Please feel free to contribute your ideas to this RP I will scrap any of my unpopular ideas and all updates on gameplay and members will be in the separate gameplay/rules/sign up post.  

 

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The end is near.

This seems like the type of RP that you might want to start naming limits considering the possibilities.

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Curiosity killed the world y'know...
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(>*.*<) The Fat Staring Bunny
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John threw his backpack onto the empty street and then climbed through the manhole himself. He sat and looked around, nothing in sight. It had been twenty eight days since John had met any humans. The infected had devoured all his classmates and teachers. It was a terrible day, the day the infected showed up. The soldiers who came and saved him were also devoured. The only good thing that came out of it was his armor and weapons. 

"Twenty eight f***ing days later and here I am alone and afraid. F***! I think it's time to blow this hotdog stand."

John had made up his mind he was going to find other survivors and hopefully find some living military. John started walking down the street and found a bike. John hopped on the bike and started pedaling towards an old military blockade when he heard something. A radio! He could hear it somewhere near the blockade. John looked around for a couple minutes before finding the radio. John turned it off then hurriedly stuffed it in his backpack's side pocket. It was getting dark and he was getting uneasy. John pedaled until the sun was just about to set then he hid in a gas station behind the bulletproof glass. He knew it wasn't the safest place to go to sleep but it would do for tonight. 

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The end is near.

james and eleven others were bunkered in the shopping malls market factory the entrance had been blocked allthe way they could there were 3 guys guarding it too.one man was talking on radio and one was cureing woundet man

-Can anybody hear uss???here is britannias special task force sergenant John Faderling talking can anybody hear uss!!!the radio man yelled to radio

-all right mans here is the town map.A highly ranked officer speaked and hitted a map into midle of table.

-This is what we do.Morrison,Patterson and Galaph will go to the airport and secure it,Hawkins,Harrison and Mac Graphy will capture a buss were we will evacuate civilians and Donald.The high ranked man said and pointed towards the injuried man.

-Mikah and Leon will stay here whit me and guard the damm rest will save the civilians.that we know that they were bunkered to hospital firework station and we better check out the army base ass well.He continued.

-Now move out!he yelled.

James and two other runned out.

-We better capture a buss but stay out of sight.James said to his team members.

-We dont wanna draw infectet near of uss or use too much bullets.He continue.

-Now lets start moving,Mac lead on.He said ass they moved out

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life´s a piece of *** when you look at it.
life´s a laught and death´s a joke it´s true
you´ll see it´s all a show.
keep´em laughting as you go just remember that the last laught is on you and...

ALWAYS LOOK ON THE BRIGHT SIDE OF DEATH!

JUST BEFORE YOU DRAW YOUR TERMINAL BREATH!

take a last look around while your alive i am indestructible master of war

disturbed indestructible

*HUFF HUFF*

The heavy breathing of a man echoed through the concrete walls of a tall parking building as he rushed desperately through ramps and curves while ascending. Soon, the sound of footsteps overlapped over that of his huffing, not only his own, but that of several individuals as well.

Giving chase close behind him were a group of people, all of them grunting with blood-shot wide open eyes that displayed red-amber colored irises. Eventually, the elongated race would come to an end as the man and his pursuers reached the roof, where he surveyed his surroundings swiflty to find the top of the nearest building. It was then that he spotted it and dashed forward recklessly, leaping off the edge of his own edifice and barely making it to the next's, where he remained hanging over the vastness of the streets as he clung for his life.
The infected ones followed suit as most of them didn't even come close to the other building's edge and free fell to their demise. One of them, though, a curious man with mustache, managed to reach the escapee's position and hold on from his pants.

-"GAH! Let go of me, you jackass!"- exclaimed the man as he wiggled and attempted to shake the infected one off himself. Finally, his pants came off and the rabic man plummeted into the abyss to join the others.

-"Bloody hell..."-

The man managed to pull himself up to safety, dressed in nothing but a loose gray hoodie, black trousers, and worn-out sneakers.

-"Guess I should fetch me some decent clothes now..."- he thought to himself before treading off to the exit.

 

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YA~HA!

The hospitals Lights were still on, the hall way ligt in particuler flickered violently due to it almoastgetting torn down from the cieling, both blood and bodies strayed all along the floores, blood was all over the walls and soaked into the carpet, glass broken, wood splintered, Tiles cracked. and many door's locked.

Dr. Grey breathed heavily locked in ne of the hundreds of rooms, a banging on the door , and a scream, scratching, large bangs again. he mooved from the door and ran, pushing a bookshelf in the way of the door. "My god... there still in hear". he slid the ring of keys back inot his pocket, wipeing the beads of sweat from his head. "I really need to get more medicen" looking over his shoulder at the sick and injured patiats behind him, there wer five... out of hundreads, he only sucseeded in saveing five. he had locked other patiance in there rooms, but was unable to get back to them in time. either the infected broke into there rooms, or they died from thereoriginal causes, unable to becured of there desieses or cured of there wounds.

"Docter docter, im cold..." the little girl whined from her bed, Grey mooveing over and pulling the blanket over her a bit. "shhshh, its alright, Il get some medicen, I just need to wait for the bad men to go away". he patted her head , and turned back, Satisfied with the job every one had done braceing the glass windows, and blocking any other way of entry. "I just need more time..."

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Theres a hole in the world like a Great black pit and ists filled with people who are filled with ***!.

^Thanks to Eva ^__^ <3

Blood... so much blood. John woke up. "Oh God. It was just a dream. Only a dream." John told himself. The gas station convenience store seemed like paradise compared to what he had just dreamt of. John ran his hand slowly through his hair and tried to calm himself down. After slowing his breathing, John reached into his backpack and pulled out the small radio. After tuning into static for several minutes, John found something.

Can anybody hear us!!? Here is Britania's special task force sergeant John Faderling talking can anybody hear us!!? The signal suddenly became weaker. We are taking... fuge... mall... we are near... Lon... bridge... safety... guaranteed!!

John's heartbeat sped up and he knew this is what he had been searching for, the military. He thought he would be safe, he thought they could protect him, but in a post-apocalyptic London no one is safe. John stuffed his backpack with food and drink from the convenience store then headed outside. John kicked up the kickstand on the bicycle and sat down. Just seconds after he started pedaling, he heard a sound that made chills run up his spine, the shriek of the infected. He started pedaling as fast as he could then realized the shrieks were coming from all directions.

"F***! F***! I am so screwed. I have way too much things that I want to do before I die."

John then saw his lone salvation, an apartment fire escape with the ladder down. John tossed the bike to the side and sprinted to the ladder. After climbing all the way to the top he saw them. Hundreds of them it seemed had found him. John reached into his pant pocket and pulled out the small nine millimeter handgun. The small firearm probably wouldn't help with this huge crowd, but it made John feel safe. John jumped from rooftop to rooftop eventually reaching, the not too faraway London Bridge. The mall which he had heard about in the radio transmission was in sight, it's name was the Paradise Garden mall. How ironic, that this mall would house so many infected and contain so may dead. John walked over to the roof access door, opened it and started his descent into the dark building. The building stood at a mere four stories and John easily reached the ground floor. John kept his gun at the ready and exited the building. The mall and safety were just across the street.   

 

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The end is near.

James and Mac was in shopping malls parking ground.James had picklocked into a buss and now was working on t he wires when the thirth of the crew camed back.

-Somebody is drawning huge amount of infecteds this way!He yelled

-What!!!James yelled and grapped a binoclorous.

There were big crew of zombies coming right at them.

-*** retreat!James yelled and shotted some bullets toward the zombie crew.

Mac opened the radio and warned everyone else.

*roger com back in i see you guys from window*A man said from radio.

*i cant get hold on to the team two are they whit you james???*the radio man continued.

-Nope they are propapiply dead but who the hell is drawning those zombs here!?!?!?!?!?James yelled to radio samely running in to the shopping mall.

*wate...oh there about 15-20 year old student equiped whit nine mm pistol*the radio man said.

 -Shall i go help him?James asked and ducked to cover as one of his team mates threwed a grenade blasting zombies all over the ground

*yes go bring him here Ames will gave you and the kid some sniper cover*radio man said

   "BANG"BANG"the bullets of sniper heared throught every noise there were

-Covering fire!Mac yelled and started to shoot zombies from the stairs and the thirt man followed the order

James runned outside trying to watch out the zombies but still find the kid

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life´s a piece of *** when you look at it.
life´s a laught and death´s a joke it´s true
you´ll see it´s all a show.
keep´em laughting as you go just remember that the last laught is on you and...

ALWAYS LOOK ON THE BRIGHT SIDE OF DEATH!

JUST BEFORE YOU DRAW YOUR TERMINAL BREATH!

take a last look around while your alive i am indestructible master of war

disturbed indestructible

John heard an explosion. Then, two gunshots. These sounds mingled with the cries of the infected. John could hear them running down the stairs, it appeared as though he wasn't the only one in the building. John started in the direction of the mall and noticed an infected military officer(James) was running in his direction.

"S***! I have the worst f***ing luck."

John raised pointed his gun at the officer failing to notice he was human and took one shot. The shot zoomed straight past him. John took three more shots and landed the last one in James' leg. James fell to one knee and yelled at John "You idiot! I am trying to help you!"  

The officer was human! John would have felt remorseful and stupid, but there was no time. He quickly ran over to the soldiers position and shouldered him. John helped James until the pair reached the rest of the soldiers.  

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The end is near.

<please do not role other players charathers whitout promise>

James rolled side way and shooted towards the john whit more accurated shot he hitted him to his arm mading john weapon drop from his hand.

-Keep an eye on the teenager if he try to grap the guns shoot the fucking life out of him!!!

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life´s a piece of *** when you look at it.
life´s a laught and death´s a joke it´s true
you´ll see it´s all a show.
keep´em laughting as you go just remember that the last laught is on you and...

ALWAYS LOOK ON THE BRIGHT SIDE OF DEATH!

JUST BEFORE YOU DRAW YOUR TERMINAL BREATH!

take a last look around while your alive i am indestructible master of war

disturbed indestructible

Isa was driving the police car,looking for a supermarket when she saw a grocer's"Open 24/24h"She smiled,she was seeking since two hours.

She parked and went down from the car with prudence and walked to the grocer's.There was a hole in the door. She entered,paying attention not to be cut with the fragments of glass then she helped herself,she had to take in priority water and preserves.Then she started to walk through the department trying not to go on the multiple products which were on the ground "OHH!CHOCOLATE!!!"she took four bars of white chocolate with hazel nuts, her favorite.Then she went to the department"Music"

"Bob Dylan:New best of, Moriarty:Jimmy, The velvet underground:Heroin....."

She took the Bob Dylan's album,knowing that it wasn't useful but Bob Dylan was her favorite songwriter...She was behind a till when she heard steps on the fragments of glass,she hid under the till and looked at the entry,there were five zombies maybe six."Oh no,no,no,no...."she thought. She took the gun which was in her bag and wait.They entered in the grocer's,suddenly a woman who was with them screamed and ran in her direction,the others followed

"How could she...Fu**!":She took up the gun and shot,shot,shot,five times....They were all dead

"My...My...My...."She stood up and saw them laying on the ground

"Finally all these years passed on videogames were beneficial."

She ran to the car and closed the doors,she put the radio on"Bssshhh,bssshhhh"

"-It's not amazing"

She put the radio off and started,more could come.

Indeed,others came...

There were fifteen zombies on the road,with an incontrollable anger,she accelerated and shouted "Die motherfu*****!!!"

She crushed five of them.Killing had become a game but Isa knew that she lacked gasoline, she had to find a station.

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Paul McCartney and John Lennon

http://fr.youtube.com/watch?v=1akCkkgOIkc

¤She don't lie,she don't lie,she don't lie...cocaine!¤

Clapton is God!

The man exitted the building through the main entrance as he checked his wristwatch. It was then that he noticed the clock had stopped working, probably because of the impact against the roof's edge after his dive from the parking lot.

-"Great. Lost my watch, lost my pants, what's next?"-

*BROOOM*

An engine's roar reached the man's ears before he could even take notice of the police car that had sped forward onto him, giving him barely enough time to react and leap onto the vehicle's hood.

-"...and there goes my dignity."- was all that crossed his mind as he shouted desperately -"Stop the car, stop the car!"- over and over again.

 

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YA~HA!

 Isa stopped in a service station, there were fresh gas oil traces on the ground, somebody had passed here previously, she had to be careful even if this person was “human” it could try to steal objects like some had already done before. She went to take four gasoline cans which were beside the shop then returned beside the car to fill the tank, she put her credit card in the machine and the counter started to turn. The sun was high in the sky, without any cloud, thing which was very rare in London. A soft breeze cherished her cheek  and slightly raised her skirt and  her curly hair, a deathly silence reigned. When the tank was full, she went up in her car and started up. Blood had dried on the cap of the car and the police car was slightly pressed. Suddenly she heard horrible cries "HELP!!!HELP!!!PLEASE HELP ME!!!!".She turned left and saw a boy who was screaming at his window.Without hesitating one second, she ran straight on to the door  which had been forced, traces of blood covered the floor, she went upstairs but it was too late, two zombies had bitten the boy and were on the point of killing him

"NO LEAVE HIM ALONE!!!"

They looked up in direction of Isa who was tetanized, the boy who had just been bitten was taken of spasms and spited blood then his eyes were injected of a red liquid.They hulled towards Isa who was moving back slowly while sobbing , she ran as she always did to flee, flee, flee. She took refuge in a bedroom and locked it:

"How can I get off of here!?"

Panic invaded her little by little, in proportion as the blows accentuated on the door. She had forgotten her bag in the car and didn't have any weapon to defend herself and even if she had some she could not use it on this child, even infected.She had only one solution: the window. She passed her fine leg through the window and took support on an edge then she went down gently until she saw the zombies looking at her then she understood that she better hurry, she dropped on the ground, hurting her right knee and sped towards the car while limping slightly. She closed the door right at the time when the zombies  throw on the car, she started in direction of the house. She burst into tears inundating her T-shirt and hit with violence the wheel.

"WHY THIS KID????I can’t, I can't..." she stuttered.She couldn't stand it anymore, she evacuated all the pressure. She wish so much she had a human contact with somebody, a glance, a handshake, a word, loneliness started to drive her crazy and even with the hardest temper, no one could do anything against that. She put the CD of Bob Dylan which calmed her a little, only the music had helped her to hold on, this faculty which has the music to appease spirits and to give hope made her feel better, the first song on the CD was "Blowin' in the wind"

 "How many roads must a man walk down before you call him a man?... the answer my friend is blowin' in the wind..."her spirit escaped just five minuts while the car was running through Baker Street, suddenly she saw a man without any trousers which made her leave dreams in a way... she turned right and backed.

 

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Paul McCartney and John Lennon

http://fr.youtube.com/watch?v=1akCkkgOIkc

¤She don't lie,she don't lie,she don't lie...cocaine!¤

Clapton is God!

James looked to his leg"only cratch"He thinked to him self.

-EYES OPEN!Mack yelled and shooted few zombies next to james

James grapped his m16 and shooted few zombies left of him then he raised his legs up to stop a running zombie that hitted straight to his legs then shooting his head off.James rolled backwards landing to his legs then he turned around and shooted zombies near the teenager.There were only few zombies left and those were shooted.

James walked towards the teenager

-ON YOUR KNEES AND HANDS BEHIND YOUR BACK!He yelled

-Do not try to make any quick moves he said and grapped the teenagers hand.

-Fucking wooden eye!He yelled.

 -Hands behind your back!He repeated

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life´s a piece of *** when you look at it.
life´s a laught and death´s a joke it´s true
you´ll see it´s all a show.
keep´em laughting as you go just remember that the last laught is on you and...

ALWAYS LOOK ON THE BRIGHT SIDE OF DEATH!

JUST BEFORE YOU DRAW YOUR TERMINAL BREATH!

take a last look around while your alive i am indestructible master of war

disturbed indestructible

The man got back on his feet as the police car came to a stop. While dusting off his hoodie, he came to the realization that the driver inside the vehicle was a woman.

-"Ah, great, more humiliation..."- he thought at the time he glanced at his underwear, yet he still tried to pretend he didn't care and that nothing was out of place.

-"Hey, you! Are you with the fuzz (police)?"- he inquired almost yelling, which was a dire mistake, as the infected ones on a nearby alley were alerted of their presence and came out rushing full speed towards them.

-"Oh, $hit!"- exclaimed the man as he dashed over to the vehicle. once there, he slid over the hood to the side of the passenger's sit and knocked on the door -"Hey, let me in! You have a car, so we can blow this joint and get the hell outta here! C'mon, hurry!"-

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YA~HA!