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What Have We Done RP
By: Site Adminitrator Date: April 6, 2012, 12:10 am
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Cliff
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Re: What Have We Done RP
« Reply #2 on: February 05, 2012, 01:03:20 am »
Dr. Zachary eyes were opening slowly as he laid on the floor. He
was in his lab, along with other lifeless bodies as he places
his hand upon the countertop, to help hisself up. He got in a
staggery motion while patting hisself down for his IPhone. What
day was it? What time was it? He checked his phone and seen that
it was three days later after he had released the Compound 7.
"What have we done?" He whispers while surveying the area of his
lab. Seeing his crew of former scientists, laid out with their
eyes rolled in the back of their heads, their arms sprawled out
beside them and their lifeless body with a drool of blood,
coming from there mouth. How did he survive? Was he the only
survivor? Before leaving his office, he rummaged through his
desk, searching something to help him survive on the outside.
Nothing. He roared as he dashed towards the outside of the lab.
While approaching the doors, he stopped for a moment to look at
all the dust that was covering the street. It was bad. Cars that
were wrecked in the street. Peoples bodies scattered along the
sidewalk, even in the road. He shook his head as he pushed his
doors open, heading fully towards the outside. The sun was
setting. Some of the streetlights were down and flickering. Some
were sparking. The scene was definitely memorable as he walked
along the sidewalk, wondering still if he was the only survivor.
"H-H-H-Help M-M-M-Me." Dr. Zachary heard a voice say as he looks
down towards the ground, looking at a human that was covered in
nothing but absolute dust. The body tugged at his pants. Zachary
kicked him away as ran, with his white robe trailing behind him
as when he reached a far away distance from the body, he placed
his hands on his knees, breathing heavily from all the running.
"Hello!" He called out, wondering if anyone would hear his cry
as he sat on the dusty covered sidewalk, placing his hands over
his face and began to cry. "What have we done?!" Those words
escaped from his lips with such fire as he couldn't believe that
this was indeed happening. The Compound 7 wasn't suppose to be
this devasting. It wasn't even suppose to end this way. He
sighed while resting his back up against a mailbox that was
nearby as he hoped someone else was near.
Logged
It's only 4 A.M.
Cliff
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What Have We Done RP
« Reply #1 on: January 27, 2012, 10:32:19 pm »
Ok. Anyone is free to join at this moment. I would really
appreciate it if people join. This is an Apocalyspe RP. A post
order will be given once/if people join. Now this what your
character will see:
Scene: ~Dust, swirls softly about the ground, the low whistle of
the wind blowing over the deserted street. Lights within empty
stores flickered over broken glass softly, minor leftover damage
from the raids and protests prior to and during the release. The
Compound has killed almost everything. And it had only taken
three days to do so. Street lights burn gently in the midday
sun, thrown off by the change in controls at the functional
power plant, while the dam near the plant continues to turn
water, sending it among its many intact pipes to homes and
shops. Some gas pumps still remain working, fuel nozzles still
wedged into car tanks awaiting their now dead owners to pay and
move on. The parks remain empty, some of the plant life still
abundant, though the weaker vegetation has started to brown.
Younger trees, patches of grass, all minor plant life bending to
the change in oxygen supply. Several dogs and felines are seen
feasting on some of the dead bodies that litter Ithial City
streets, some of the corpses grotesquely rotten, blood streaming
from all orifices while others lay serene, completely untouched
as if they simply fainted. Several spurts of gunshots can be
heard about the empty scene, whether mass suicide or basic
survival no one but the shooter knows. Several cars remain
embedded along buildings and light posts with perished owners in
the drivers seat from the mass death of the population. As far
as the eye can see we are alone. Utterly, completely alone.~
Oh and another thing..I'm sorry for this but the character must
be human with a real human job. If you have any questions please
PM me. Thank You. Looking forward to seeing some of you guys.
« Last Edit: February 05, 2012, 01:03:59 am by Cliff »
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