[OOC&Sign Up]Resident Evil:Patient Zero

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Prologue
The year is 2027,Alberta,Missouri 8:29pm A Eerie wind blows through the city as the cloudy sky blows away to show the full moon that is shining light down on the quiet city,the city is going about it's business as it normally would,but all is not well at the Virus Containment Facility,Theta That is currently making a cure to a New Virus call ZR-00((Zeta Rebirth 00)) which is a new strain of the T-Virus that was recently discovered in Japan.


A Organization Called Xironia is a Militia that has taken root in Antarctica but has spread its members over all the continents of the world,their motive's are to destroy the current world of Corrupt Politicians,War Mongers,and Reglious Fanatics,and give the world a "Rebirth" Making their leader

Xironia break's into the Facility shooting anyone that gets in the way,They steal the Virus ZR-00 and in the process they take a experimental sample of the cure for ZR-00 as they retreat Several employees are dead or extremely injured,As paramedic's arrive one of Xironia's men takes a small sample of the Virus and infects one of the injured Researcher's.

As Paramedic's bring the injured to the hospital the first infected person Patient Zero,begins mutating,slowly healing his injuries as he's put into the Hospital's Intensive Care Ward.


This is basicly the start of where we enter.

Rules
1.Dont use Characters from the Resident Evil Game series Id like to keep this somewhat original

2.Please Respect other players and dont harass

3.Please dont pull weapon's out of nowhere make it realistic

4.If you have a problem pm me and I'll help

5.Please put at lease 3 lines of text dont have to be a uber long post but enough to not look like we're half assing it

6.If your wanting out of the RP please pm me and ill plan a way to make your character die,if in the future you want to reenter the RP post a new character.

7.Please post slowly so everyone has a chance to read and respond to the others posts it will help keep things from being confusing

8.No Godmodding,metagaming or powerplaying

9.Please be Active be online to post at least once every few days!


Character Creation

Name:

Age:

Gender:

Job: (Please pick a actual job))

Description: (you can post a image if you want instead of discribing))

Starter Weapon:

Personality:

Bio:



ok heres my character..

Name:Aaron Sohm

Age:22

Gender:Male

Job: Police Officer

Description: http://media.animevice.com/uploads/0/6725/180525-york_super.jpg

Starter Weapon:S&W 9mm Handgun

Personality:Quiet,is extremely intelligent,Tends to help people when they need it and is able to think under pressure.

Bio's:Aaron is a Bright young man who made Captain by saving people and getting suspect's with little collateral damage,some days later he gets shot by a suspects gun as he tries to save a young woman from being mugged,Aaron is rushed to the hospital for surgery,a few days after the surgery he wakes up to screaming and gunshots..he gets up to put on his clothes and draw's his gun and takes a look outside.


Accepted Members
A.A.
Noctis_Caelum
Kyoshrio
TMRevolution


Member's On leave
Kyoshiro((Decided to take a break for awhile))

Monsters
Patient Zero Unmutated
Monster Drawn By Aerith/Lulu


Survivor Position's Open
Bad Guy's Position's Open


UPDATE!
If a character has been inactive for like 1-2 weeks He/she will be killed off unless I Receive a PM or Post notice of absence ((Like kyoshiros post)) this way people who are inactive get killed off and people who want to join,can actually join.

Just a Warning as for people who are on temporary leave I'll edit the first post.

So far the people on said list are Kyoshiro.

Thank you for reading this update!​
 
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Name: Faythe Williams

Age: 20

Gender: Female

Job: District nurse

Description:
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Starter Weapon: http://nopybot.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/08/hotd-06-510x286.jpg nailgun and 3 boxes of 50 nails

Personality: she used to be happy-go-lucky now she just thinks she is lucky to be alive but unlucky to see everyone around her die from the virus and then have to kill them herself when they came back, she is extremely depressed now

Bio: a nurse until the virus hit. she watched her patients die and re-animate. she watched her husband and daughter do exactly the same she only has herself in the world now but will survive long enough to make them proud.
 
Here we go again

Name: Stephen Hownam

Age: 25

Gender: Male

Job: Mercenary (Currently bound to the Corrigan Corporation on a long term Contract)

Description: Stephen Stands at 6 foot 4 inches, and weights approximately 245 pounds, some describe him as brick shit house, but in fact Stephen has an athletically muscular build. He has blue eyes and brown hair, through each ear lobe he has a 9mm shell casing from his Beretta, from his two most high profile Targets for assassinations, Having previously stretched his ear piercings to a 9mm Hole.

Dressing in a skin tight black short sleeved T-shirt and Black Jeans, Stephen's build shows well, he has a torso Holster for his Beretta M9 handgun that is also black, the gun itself being Silver. Stephen wears Black fingerless Rugby Gloves ,that are black with Green grids on the palms for more grip, to give him better grip on his gun, and also to keep his hands warm. Stephens feet are housed in Ankle high Black boots Designed for S.W.A.T Teams.

Starter Weapon: Beretta M9 Handgun, (3 Clips of Ammo, 1 in gun, two in holster)
M4A1 Carbine Assault Rifle (Explained in Bio)

Personality: Stephen is a Strange person, he doesn't have a set personality, his personality changes to the situation, if there is Danger around he is highly serious, when people need cheering up he is humerus and when someone is in need, he becomes a guardian angel of sorts.

Bio: Stephen had an average childhood, asides he had to deal with an alcoholic father from 17, with constant fights in the house, Stephen was kicked out, but he went to live with his long term girlfriend, and they got married young, 19 to be precise, Shortly after the wedding Stephen joined the police force.

at the age of 23, Stephen's wife of 4 years became ill with cancer and he began spending more and more time in the hospital, it was while he was getting coffee that his wife Died. Stephen was devastated, he couldn't believe she died while he wasn't there, he became cold and closed off, and it was because of this he was recruited into the Private sector.

Protection jobs, Assassinations, Ransom Control, Stephen has done it all in his 2 years as a mercenary, but it was earlier this year that he was approached by the head of the Corrigan Corporation with a special contract, Biohazard and collateral Damage control, it was new, Exciting and Stephen accepted.

When he first accepted the Contract, he had a team of 14 men, all similar to him, in build, height and weight and 1 Woman, who made up for her physical disadvantage with ruthlessness and Intelligence. At present there are 2 members, Stephen and his Long time friend Cassidy.

Since Stephen joined the police force, he used the motor Vehicle mechanics course he did in college to restore a 2010 Nissan 350 Z, and also mod it with some personal touches, considering he uses it as his primary mode of transport, It's fast, it has an enlarged Petrol Tank and a finely tuned Engine that gets around 60 miles to the gallon. The Boot houses his weapon's case, although he always keeps his Beretta and 2 Spare clips on his person, his weapons case has an M4A1 Carbine assault rifle, 5 clips for it (1 in the gun, 4 Spares) with an ACOG Scope and an Under barrel Grip connected to it.
 
Name: Jax Fortune

Age: 20

Gender: Male

Job: Free Lance Soldier.

Description: http://img02.picoodle.com/img/img02/8/5/6/f_Anime299m_d02f7ad.gif

Starter Weapon: FN Five-Seven Handgun. (3 clips, one in gun, two in the holster.)

Personality: Jax at times can be an easily angered person whereas other times he is kind,calm and considerate. He can think easily under pressure as that is how he was taught to think when he served in the army.

Bio: Jax had a surprisingly good childhood considering he was moved in and out of care more times than he cares to remember, each time the same thing happened, he ran away trying to find his father, who at the time was serving with the navy. Each time he ran away he was found at the nearest docks crying and calling for his father.

After he finally found his father who turned out to be nothing more than a mere chef in the navy, Jax realised his true calling, so at the age of 18 he signed up for the army.

During his training he was bullied for not being the strongest or fastest soldier at his base. But after a few months of training he proved himself to them by providing stratergies that helped them get through their training with ease.

His strategic mind was recognised by one of his superiors who asked him how he came up with his unorthodox stratergies and ideas. Jax replied with a simple gesture of tapping the top of his head, to which his superior replied would you be interested in joining the Marines.

After that time Jax began his gruelling training to become a Marine, spending most of his time isolated by himself, training by himself, eating by himself and doing pretty much everything by himself, although this wasn't due to him being singled out, it was his choice to hone his skills and mind to be the best he could.

After completing his training he was drafted up to be part of a crack team of Marines sent out to stop a freedom fighter group trying to them from sabotaging major US political events such as the presidents speeches etc.

During what was meant to be a simple mission Jax and his team where caught in an ambush meant for the president. They came under heavy fire from multiple RPG's and LMG's which made light work of most of the ten man team Jax was part of.

Thanks to Jax's quick thinking he managed to drag two of his team mates with him as he created a diversion by shooting out the fuel tank on a 4X4 parked two cars down from where they where under assault, the blast that erupted from the 4X4 created enough smoke and debris that it shielded the Jax and his remaining team members from view of their attackers, to make a get away.

After trying to contact his superiors Jax slowly began to realise that this attack wasn't meant for the President it was meant for them. As the weapons he had seen had come from a US source, and the only place around the city they could have gotten the weapons from was the place he had called his home for the last year or so.

Jax and his remaining team dissappeared off of the Marines radar after that day to lead a life starting from scratch.

After a week Jax and his remaining team mates decided that seeing as they where betrayed by their country why not get them back by becoming free lance soldiers working for the highest bidders.

The Marines and US Government didn't take to kindly to there ability to survive any attempts on Jax and his team's lives and retaliated by killing Jax and his teams families in what was supposed to be 'Accidental circumstances'.

The day Jax found out his father had died was the day that the virus broke out. He had visited the hospital to identify his fathers body. After stepping out side for a cigarette he heard screams coming from within the hospital's intensive care unit. Sprinting to the ward he could see with his own eyes what was happening but refused to believe it.

After that day Jax has becoming isolated from his team mates although he hopes he will find them sometime soon.

Jax has survived countless encounters with the infected due to his cunning strategic mind and above average agility.

Jax swears vengeance for his father's and team's deaths.
 
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I like it alot Fear,Accepted I'll tell Aerith we're waiting on her's and once shes done posting We'll start it up,also if anyone wants to join after the hospital just post your Character sheet,and keep your bio to the location the survivors are currently at =3
 
Name: Samantha ‘Sam’ Winters
Age: 19
Gender: Female
Job: Bomb Specialist

Description: Samantha (or as she prefers to be called, ‘Sam’) is often mistaken for the opposite gender not only her nickname and career choice but for her appearance. Standing at 5’2” with emerald green eyes and short dark hair, Samantha has a rather slender frame. She often wears clothes that hide her figure (what with being very self cautious with how she looks). Samantha suffers a certain illness and due to this, her skin is so pale it almost looks white.


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Starter Weapon: Scalpel

Personality: Samantha Winters is a friendly, kind and generous person. However, she has extreme trouble with trusting others and is very quick to anger. Many suspect her to have a split personality disorder due to how fast and violent she can become from being calm one moment then ‘blowing up’ the next. Samantha does not talk often unless it is needed; she prefers to listen to others than ramble about herself or gossip. Disregarding her age, Samantha is more serious than she should be and takes everything to heart. This makes it hard for her to forgive others. Team work is not her strong point but she often wishes it was.

Bio: Samantha suffers from depression (also a side effect of suspected split personality disorder or even bipolar) and this lead her to not sleep as much as her body needed. This gave her insomnia and anemia. She comes to the hospital regularly due to her conditions growing worse over time. Doctors told her that its curable but despite Sam’s efforts, things were not working as they should be. As pressure from her job started to creep into her life and give her more health problems dealing with stress, she was dismissed and sent to the hospital once more with orders to stay until she recovered. During one of the nights, Samantha woke up to a scream. Startled, she jumped up to her feet before quietly approaching the door to her room whilst grasping the scalpel she picked up earlier without hospital staffs notice. Her hand came to rest on the knob of the door and---locked. Fuck.
 
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