This is not your typical story.
The world is in ruins and we're on our own. There's no where to go but Las Vegas, but is it even still standing? ACCEPTED APPLICATIONS PLAYER SELECT STORY PROGRESSION: SAVED DATA FRIENDLY FIRE MOD NOTES
This doesn't apply to all of you, so if you know you haven't done anything, ignore this.
Isaac has been on this account more than I have lately because my work schedule was ridiculous for a while, which was not my fault. He tried to protect some of you and not tell me what was being said, but now he told me and I am pissed off.
This is a roleplay. It's supposed to be fun. Relaxing. If we don't get an update out on time, relax. Like, seriously. Don't tell Isaac that 'this is getting ridiculous'. If we DON'T make an update on time, just roleplay something. Like, seriously.
Do you know what Isaac JUST told me?
"Their attitudes are making me not want to do this because we don't work for them and this is our thing...."
She's genuinely upset because her and I both work and stuff and we've said before we won't always be on time. Just roleplay and keep going if we haven't updated. When we finally update, we'll try and work it in with what you've been roleplaying.
But PLEASE. Please stop giving us shit. Please? I like everyone here. It's a nice group. But if this continues we will take action.
Hi, I am SO SORRY Stan and Ethan have not posted or replied to some of you. I was switched to night shifts for a while and it was killing me. I work all night, sleep all day. But I have day shifts again. However, I will NOT be here Friday - Monday for I will be at Otakon.
There is also an update. We will now be back on a regular schedule, but the updates are changing. Character and Plot Updates will now be on Saturdays to fit better with Isaac and my own schedules. Starting next week, it will also be the first week update.
Please be ready to move forward with us.
If you are waiting on replies from Stan/Ethan, let me know on Stan's account. If you would LIKE a starter from either of them, let me know.
[For any information about character updates, please refer to "FRIENDLY FIRE" on the main page.]
4 August, 2013
Bebe Stevens
Bebe, being a former cheerleader of the South Park cheerleading squad, has always been fit and slim. Hell's Pass has plenty of medical supplies for everyone, but it's suspected that there is a group of outcasts staying inside. Bebe is convinced that she can climb through the vents to get supplies and carry them out to her ride outside. However, she is caught in the process and is physically assaulted before her teammates can hear her screaming for their aid.
Kenny McCormick
Now that food has become one of the top concerns, everyone is having to turn to alternative methods of getting nutrition in the best possible ways. Sometimes eating expired food is the only way. Giving his sister the better can of food to eat, Kenny takes the expired can of meat to eat instead. Within an hour of eating it, however, he starts to feel his stomach churn. A simple upset stomach causes vomiting which will eventually cause dehydration. How will Kenny fair?
Two more hordes outside of the town are now moving in, spotted by both Stan and Craig. They have been noted to "sprint" and seem to have a certain level of intelligence unlike the first zombies that were encountered. The other hordes are closing in on the ranch and some have even invaded the camp, forcing the teens to use their weapons. The ammunition that they once had a lot of is starting to dwindle little by little.
Food, first-aid, Internet use, and cell phone use are all starting to become scarce as well. The back-up energy used to run the town is running dry. The decision to move now lies on Stan to either fight the zombies, or move to safety. Even though the answer is obvious to Craig, Stan is still stuck trying to make the "better" decision.
It is currently Sunday and the local time in South Park is 9:10 AM.
Sorry if this is off or anything, but it's my first time doing this and I'm slightly uncomfortable despite everything. Just trying to keep the plot updated. --Isaac.
Age: 17, I'll be a senior in high school this coming fall so I'll try to be on as much as I can when school starts. I'm sure we could work something out if I get the part later on.
Time Zone: EST
Availability: 6-8
IC:
Character Name: Wendy Testaburger
Face Claim: Crystal Reed
Specialties: Wendy's intelligence has always been her greatest asset. Her passion for literature combined with her photographic memory lets her recall any information when she needs it.
Three Positive Traits:
Perceptive- She has a sensitive insight towards others. Some people may find it annoying, but she loves that she knows you better than you know yourself. Possible benefit if she can start predicting other survivors moves before they make them.
Ethical- Posses strong morals, she's not the type to leave anyone for dead.
Quick Witted- She's always mentally alert and can create impromptu traps, snares, and/or weapons. Her wit also helps her recall any information she's read in moments of need.
Three Negative Traits:
Short Tempered- No one is unfamiliar with her short fuse. She was seen as a ticking time bomb; one wrong move meant an explosion. She hates that she's this way and has tried relentlessly to change it, but she has no control over her emotions.
Headstrong- Wendy always has to be a leader, never the follower. Because of this, she's horribly stubborn. She has the best intentions, but always thinks her way is the only way.
Insecure- Always in need of constant reassurance that she's a good person, makes wise decisions, etc. Past bad behavior left her feeling like the antagonist of her own story. Criticism is her kryptonite; it will break any self esteem she has.
Two Weapons to Carry:
1) Small, light weight axe. Short handle, so only useful in close hand-to-hand combat. These can be thrown, but aiming is difficult.
2) So far, nothing. She would love to get her hands on a pistol.
Writing Sample:
Wendy always enjoyed her walks home from her daily study sessions at the library. The little mountain town was silent except for the click clicking of her boots on the sidewalk. A cold wind blew through the hollow trees inducing a sound that almost mimicked a painful moan. The dark haired girl shivered, unsure if it was because of the cold or the sound.
"Even the streets are vacant... I always see at least one person on my way home. Strange..." She thought, tightening her scarf around her neck. Overcome by a feeling of oncoming trouble, she quickened her pace to a short jog.
Out of breath, Wendy arrived at her house to find the door completely open. She covered her mouth to stop herself from crying out.
"Oh my fucking god, oh my god, no. No, this is not happening. Someone must've come in and stolen everything. Oh god, where's my parents? What if that fucking bastard killed them?" Her familiar paranoia creeping into her thoughts. She surveyed the yard quickly only to find a small axe that her father had been using to cut wood. The small stack of logs almost broke her heart. What if she never saw him again?
She grabbed it, dusted off the snow from the handle and blade, and ascended up the front steps. She cautiously looked inside. The lights were off for some reason, the only light from the setting sun trickling though the curtains casting an eerily orange glow in the house.
Holding her breath, she started to peer through the rooms in search of the robber, the axe held up unsteadily by her shaking hands. When she reached the doorway of her room, she almost cried at the sight. Her mother and father were by her bed, backs to her and searching for something, but alive.
"Mom! Dad! I was so scared, I thought we had been robbed!" She breathed out, laughing nervously. Silence. Her parents had stopped their searching at stood straight, facing the wall. Her mothers head moved first, snapping to the side and inhaling the air deeply. A deranged smile pulled on her bloody lips.
Everything happened so fast. Her parents turned towards her, their eyes black and soulless, their mouths bloody and gaping. Her father let out a ferocious roar and charged at Wendy, her mother in tow. Wendy screamed, wildly swinging at the air. With a sickening slicing noise, her father was decapitated. Her mother stopped running, looked at the head of her former husband rolling towards her, and then let out a piercing shriek. Wendy wasted no time. She pulled the axe back and hurled it with every bit of strength she had. It landed directly between her mother's eyes, and she fell with a thud to the floor.
Silence again. Blood rushed into her ears, black spots dotted her eyes.
"This is not real. This is not real. THIS IS NOT REAL," She muttered over and over, her cries becoming screams.
Shaking and covered in the blood of her beloved parents, she collapsed onto the ground.
Okay, just as a suggestion, next time you have a random event it might work out better if you give it a set day/time. You kinda put it into hammerspace in this one and that put me off taking part, shoving us into random groups and all...
i had warned the group earlier in the week/month that random events with groups will be entirely randomized.
i understand this one was a little unorganized, but its my first time running a pretty successful group and my first time with events so it was more of a test. i would actually prefer if everyone came off anon and did the following:
send me 3 (three) things you liked about the event
send me 3 (three) thinks you disliked
send me 3 (three) ideas you would enjoy in the future
im going to use the feedback for planning future events and tweaking them. what you like is things that will probably stay the same. what yall dislike ill change with isaac.
so if you could, go ahead and send me this info tonight through tomorrow.
The day has come where I have to move two couches up a flight of stairs and then attend a graduation the next day. So if you don't hear much from me this weekend, I'm doing things.
This goes for my two characters, Craig and Dylan, as well.
Hey guys. Sorry Stan and Ethan haven't replied to anyone lately. I haven't been sleeping right due to my insomnia and some personal shit going on. I should be able to catch up tomorrow. If I was part of any group things (which I obviously was) feel free to keep going and use my characters as NPCs. I'm going to try and reblog as much as I can tomorrow so my group doesn't suffer to much.
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