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Ign: XzXThanatosXzX Age: 16 Why us?: Looks interesting, has guns, looking for a new server in which I can dedicate my time. Did you read the rules?: Yeah If so find the word eight in the thread, and post where it is (Clues to its location are in the rule lists, check all of them): It's at the beginning If so what was RP rule number 5?: No rape or sexual things If so what was General rule number 0?: No 1337 speak. What is your RP experience (What servers if any have you been with, etc): Minimal, but it's there. I don't have any actual names, though.
In Character: Name: Than Atos Gender: Male Age: 16 Skills: Parkour, Shooting Personality: Selfish, Will do anything to get ahead, but at the same time has an honor system (will not hurt anyone who cannot defend themselves, will not attack unless provoked) Looks: Dark hair, Red eyes, Dark Cloak and pants How they have survived the Apocalypse so far: (at the least 3 sentences): Than was a Senator's son, who sent him to a secret military camp when the infection started. A converted prison, he remained with other children of important people for a year. The camp is on an island off of Manhattan, but still within view, surrounded by guards and fences as well as dangerous reefs and whirlpools.. Backstory(At least 2 paragraphs):
“It’s been quite a while, hasn’t it?” Than muttered. The boy next to him grunted and nodded. That’s how it was here. Silence was everything, so the guards never allowed them to even speak to each other unless they were in a specific room. It had been almost half a year since the outbreak started and Than was sent to this horrid little island. When he arrived, there were about thirty self-centered children milling around aimlessly, whining about how they didn’t have their cell phone or their flatscreen TV. Than wasn’t one of them and despised them with a passion.
They were all rich kids, kids that never had to work a day in their life, kids that were used to the lifestyle of a celebrity. What they wanted, they got. If they didn’t, they threw a tantrum until they embarrassed their parents into giving it to them. Than’s dad wasn’t like that. Than could cry until he dropped, run until he fainted, or scream until his voice gave out; if his dad didn’t want him to have it, he wouldn’t get it. His mom was less picky, but if she thought something was bad as well, she used psychology to warp him into thinking that he didn’t want it. She was a psychologist for the government, so she was well suited to bend his mind. Eventually he was able to counter her tricks, and he started learning them for himself. However, she died when he turned ten, so he was stuck with his father, who was unaffected by his psychological tricks.
But if he was going to survive on this island, he was going to need some friends, at least until he got out. He found his second-in-command the first day he arrived, the son of a famous general, Walter. He was one of the more disciplined teens there, being raised by a former marine. Through the manipulation of his mind by Than (using psychology), he became incredibly loyal, following orders without question. Eventually Than had a sort of spy system spread throughout the camp, with ideally placed followers listening to information from the guards, the radio, the television, and the warden.
Through their reports, he soon realized that his father was right to send him to the camp, even if he hated it. The infection was spreading incredibly quickly, devouring Manhattan as well as the rest of the Eastern United States. The West Coast had gone dark as well, with only pockets of information coming through that there were small fortresses of survivors spread around the wasteland of the infected.
Than began using the facilities there to train his body and mind in a strict regimen. He would go to the weight room for several hours in the morning, then eat breakfast and move to the shooting range. There he trained with pistols, machine guns, and even a rocket launcher (without explosives) to get familiar with their weight. He even decided to train with a bow, just in case he couldn’t find any real weapons to fight with. He also trained in hand-to-hand combat.
Than soon devised a plan to escape the island so that he could find his father, then find a safe location to continue living his life. He removed his spies from their posts, and used them to find flaws in the design of the building and its guards. For the first few weeks, all reports said that they were flawless, unable to be breached. However, slowly they began finding flaws in the building, tiny but exploitable.
After several more months of accumulating information, Than was finally ready to get out. He needed to find his father as soon as he could. He stockpiled food and weaponry, using his followers to steal from the gun range and the storeroom, and began devising a plan to get out of the prison. While he tried to formulate something that would get him out quietly, but he soon realized that any escape would require an enormous amount of sound. While the wall was weak on the northern end, it wasn’t weak enough to break through without using some gunpowder, which would draw all the guards towards his location. The only way the plan would be executed correctly would be with speed.
Finally, almost a year after he was sent to the camp, Than was finally ready to put his plan into action. He hid behind a wall, and gave a signal to one of subordinates. He lit a fuse, which sped around the corner. Seconds later, there was a blast followed by pieces of the out wall raining down on the side of Than’s shelter. Than uncovered his ears, and nodded to the other teens hiding behind the wall. They picked up the sacks they carried and slung them over their shoulders. They ran out towards the newly created hole as a siren sounded and the sound of the guards footsteps and yells echoed behind them.
The group sprinted to the boats, a military-styled patrol boat complete with a mounted machine gun. They tossed the sacks into the boat, and untied the line anchoring it to the island. They jumped onboard, and Than went to the helm, placing the stolen key in the ignition and starting the boat. The engine roared to life, and Than wasted no time and immediately pushed the throttle into the fastest speed it had. The boat rocked backwards, propelled by the engine towards the mainland. Than was finally on the way back to the world.
RP dialogue (At least 1 logical paragraph):
Shopkeeper: Identify yourselves.
Than: We’re not looking for trouble, we’re just passing through and looking for supplies.
Shopkeeper: Fine, but don’t steal anything. I’m watching you.
Than: No problem.
*Shopkeeper goes into the back room*
Than: *whispers* Take any food and ammo you can find. Do it quietly.
*Group spreads throughout store, stealing items from the shelves*
*Shopkeeper returns*
Shopkeeper: Hey! Give them back!
*Shopkeeper pulls out gun from beneath the counter*
Than: We’re blown! Get out, get out now!
*Than and group leave, but not before one of the group gets hit with a blast*
Than: Somebody go carry him, we have to move faster.
Note: Can you please PM me when this is accepted/postponed.
Ign:Nochyotaco Age:14 Why us?This seemed like a new experiance for me. Did you read the rules?:Yes If so find the word eight in the thread, and post where it is (Clues to its location are in the rule lists, check all of them)in the beginning If so what was RP rule number 5?No sexual things or rape If so what was General rule number 0?No 1337 chat What is your RP experience (What servers if any have you been with, etc):I have mostly done medevil rp and a few apocolypse.
In Character : Name:Jacob Parker Gender:Male Age:18 Skills:Hunting and shooting Personality:Strong willed, determined, and not afraid to get dirty. Looks:Light brown hair with dark green eyes. Wears his varsity jacket as good luck. How they have survived the Apocalypse so far: (at the least 3 sentences) He has taken what he needed and killed a few zombies. He basically scavenged alone. Backstory(At least 2 paragraphs): Jacob Parker was born in Boston Massachussetts. He was a varsity football star. He was the leading Wide receiver in all of high school football. His dad was a cop and took him hunting every year. He also took him to the gun ranges. this made Jacob's accuracy great. Everything was going great, until his mom, a doctor, died of a strange new disease. Her death devastated Jacob and his father. When Jacob was 17, his father commited suicide. So jacob lived with his uncle. His uncle lived not far away from their house. One day this Cannibal like person started eating his uncle. Jacob shot him with a double barrel and killed him. His uncle started to act weird and come after Jacob. After he killed his uncle he realized, this was the apocolypse. So he is 18 now, surviving. Rp dialogue (At least 1 logical paragraph): *a group of armed thugs walk through the store* *one of them spots jacob* Thug1= hey you! Jacob=I don't want any trouble mister just let me be. Thug 2= Aw sweet, the little kid wants to be let go..that's a shame. Jacob= go away, I am warning you three. *thug three raises his gun* what are you gunna do about it? *jacob uses his hunting knife and stabs thug 2 taking his gun and takes cover behind a shelf as bullets start flying* thug1=Outta ammo! Jacob=sucks to be you don't it mister? *shoots the first thug* Jacob= get outta here, NOW *thug three runs away as jacob loots the bodies and walks out the back*
not exactly dead more of we only have one owner working right now doing stuff for his irl crap(thats me btw) and so its not dead its just I cant be arsed to post any updates atm :/
Well, please get these apps whitelisted (including me) thanks
Ign: i have 2: gforce455445 and T_bonesteak552
Age: 15
Why us? This server seems amazing
Did you read the rules?: Yep
If so find the word eight in the thread, and post where it is (Clues to its location are in the rule lists, check all of them) At the top of the page above the epic pic
If so what was RP rule number 5? No rape or Sexual related things
If so what was General rule number 0? No 1337 speak
What is your RP experience (What servers if any have you been with, etc): I dont have that much rp experience
In Character:
Name: Dmitry Rukov
Gender: Male
Age: 45
Skills: Expert in Rifles, War Veteran
Personality: Rugged and always on edge, tends to hear things also has ptsd
Looks: Brown Bushy Beard, short buzz cut, scar on left eye from a knife wound, very muscular
How they have survived the Apocalypse so far: (at the least 3 sentences) Survived by his tactic of shoot on sight, if it moans than shoot it to hell. Has raided shops and stores for what food he could find. Has been trying to locate his fellow russians.
Backstory(At least 2 paragraphs): Dmitry was just a old man that has had his fair share of wars and death. He had a beautiful wife named Katya and a son named Puskov whom looked just like Dmitry. He was known to take his family out to dinner on many occasions. He loved to hunt with his dear boy Puskov for when they wanted to have a family dinner. But one night while him and Puskov were hunting they saw a man covered in blood, moaning and limping. "Dad who is that man," asked his son Puskov. Dmitry was clueless and as they walk up to see what the man was doing in the middle of now where they see his pale, nasty, rotting flesh. Puskov screamed as Dmitry scooped him up to run back to the truck. When they got home they turned on the news to see that a unknown virus had spread causing people to turn into what seemed to be zombies. Dmitry told his family to gather all their valuables and get to the truck they are going to america. They did as they were told and drove to the airport and were booked into a plane almost immediately. Puskov was scared and asked his father if they were gonna be ok. Dmitry stayed quiet and thought.
Rp dialogue (At least 1 logical paragraph): *FlashBack* Me and me boy were hunting in the great taiga forests of Mother Russia when we found a wounded man, from what we saw. We walked to him asking him if he needed any help. When the man turned around all I saw was what I thought was only in movies, but this was no damn movie, I scooped my rifle and my son up in my arms and booked it to the car. I sped home to see if my wife was okay. Thankfully she was but she was scared for her life. I learned from the news that a disease broke out. All I know is that this is no damn disease. I told my wife, Katya, and my dear son, Puskov to gather all there valuables and to get the hell in the truck. We sped to the airport as fast as my truck could go. My son Puskov was just looking at all the families packing up and he asked me where we are going. I replied with one word.........America.
How they have survived the Apocalypse so far: (at the least 3 sentences) Jerry and his brother were both state sheriffs when hit the fan. But a week after his brother (Kenny) died by a Black Collective and he realized it wasn't safe there anymore. He sets off west in search of civilization and for something to fill the hole in his heart that his brother dying had left him.
Backstory(At least 2 paragraphs): Jerry and Kenny were brothers born 3 years apart in small town west Texas they did everything together and so when his brother died he felt like he had nothing else but he sets off west in search of civilization and for something to fill the hole in his heart that his brother dying had left him.
Rp dialogue (At least 1 logical paragraph):Kenny: "Jerry where are you i need help"
Jerry: "Im not far off whats wrong"
Kenny: "Something attacked me it took a chunk out of my leg before i put 4 rounds through its skull"
Jerry: "Kenny what did it look like"?
Jerry: "Kenny whats wrong"?
Jerry: "KENNY?"
*Kenny's radio fall to the ground as his hand failsalong with the rest of his body*
Why us? Well, I was looking for a good survival server and found you guys
Did you read the rules?: At the tippity top of the page
If so what was RP rule number 5? No Rape Or Sexual Things
If so what was General rule number 0? No 1337 Speak
What is your RP experience (What servers if any have you been with, etc): I did Craft Central and Assassins Creep For a bit.
In Character:
Name: Dylan Forman
Gender: Male (Obviously)
Age: 27
Skills: Shooting, Negotiating, Stealth, Sprinting For Long Durations
Personality: Cocky, Smart, Quick On His Feet
Looks: Dark Hair, Medium Build, Classy
How they have survived the Apocalypse so far: Dylan has used tactics to mingle his way through Military. He gets food by stealing it and never getting caught. (Will Not Apply As "Invisibilty" That's Powergaming) He talks his way out of any situation, living on the edge.
Backstory(At least 2 paragraphs): Dylan grew up in a small home, long after the infection started. He was taught by his father to be quick and agile. His father taught him a lot about the world and helped him get a feel for how to live in an infected world. Dylan's father was a gentle man who took care of the household and taught Dylan to be like him. When Dylan's father died, Dylan put it on himself to take care of his family. He took care of his family until one faithful night when his household was overrun by infected. Dylan was unable to save his mother and sister, so he ran to the nearest place he could find shelter. Dylan Hid out for weeks until he was picked by a group of survivors who thought his skills were valuable to the group. He showed the group his skills and they were impressed by the way he could steal and be light on his feet. He got patched up with the groups help and left, going to the city to start anew.
Rp dialogue (At least 1 logical paragraph):
Dylan: Look man, i don't want any trouble!
Man: Give me all you've got now!
Dylan: Sure, Sure.
*Dylan then approaches the man and shoots him in the chest*
Bandits: What the Hell was that? He's over there get him!
*Dylan then runs up a nearby fire escape and escapes*
Bandits: He's Gone! Where'd he go?
*Dylan then enters a nearby apartment and finds supplies*
Ign: XzXThanatosXzX
Age: 16
Why us?: Looks interesting, has guns, looking for a new server in which I can dedicate my time.
Did you read the rules?: Yeah
If so find the word eight in the thread, and post where it is (Clues to its location are in the rule lists, check all of them): It's at the beginning
If so what was RP rule number 5?: No rape or sexual things
If so what was General rule number 0?: No 1337 speak.
What is your RP experience (What servers if any have you been with, etc): Minimal, but it's there. I don't have any actual names, though.
In Character:
Name: Than Atos
Gender: Male
Age: 16
Skills: Parkour, Shooting
Personality: Selfish, Will do anything to get ahead, but at the same time has an honor system (will not hurt anyone who cannot defend themselves, will not attack unless provoked)
Looks: Dark hair, Red eyes, Dark Cloak and pants
How they have survived the Apocalypse so far: (at the least 3 sentences): Than was a Senator's son, who sent him to a secret military camp when the infection started. A converted prison, he remained with other children of important people for a year. The camp is on an island off of Manhattan, but still within view, surrounded by guards and fences as well as dangerous reefs and whirlpools..
Backstory(At least 2 paragraphs):
“It’s been quite a while, hasn’t it?” Than muttered. The boy next to him grunted and nodded. That’s how it was here. Silence was everything, so the guards never allowed them to even speak to each other unless they were in a specific room. It had been almost half a year since the outbreak started and Than was sent to this horrid little island. When he arrived, there were about thirty self-centered children milling around aimlessly, whining about how they didn’t have their cell phone or their flatscreen TV. Than wasn’t one of them and despised them with a passion.
They were all rich kids, kids that never had to work a day in their life, kids that were used to the lifestyle of a celebrity. What they wanted, they got. If they didn’t, they threw a tantrum until they embarrassed their parents into giving it to them. Than’s dad wasn’t like that. Than could cry until he dropped, run until he fainted, or scream until his voice gave out; if his dad didn’t want him to have it, he wouldn’t get it. His mom was less picky, but if she thought something was bad as well, she used psychology to warp him into thinking that he didn’t want it. She was a psychologist for the government, so she was well suited to bend his mind. Eventually he was able to counter her tricks, and he started learning them for himself. However, she died when he turned ten, so he was stuck with his father, who was unaffected by his psychological tricks.
But if he was going to survive on this island, he was going to need some friends, at least until he got out. He found his second-in-command the first day he arrived, the son of a famous general, Walter. He was one of the more disciplined teens there, being raised by a former marine. Through the manipulation of his mind by Than (using psychology), he became incredibly loyal, following orders without question. Eventually Than had a sort of spy system spread throughout the camp, with ideally placed followers listening to information from the guards, the radio, the television, and the warden.
Through their reports, he soon realized that his father was right to send him to the camp, even if he hated it. The infection was spreading incredibly quickly, devouring Manhattan as well as the rest of the Eastern United States. The West Coast had gone dark as well, with only pockets of information coming through that there were small fortresses of survivors spread around the wasteland of the infected.
Than began using the facilities there to train his body and mind in a strict regimen. He would go to the weight room for several hours in the morning, then eat breakfast and move to the shooting range. There he trained with pistols, machine guns, and even a rocket launcher (without explosives) to get familiar with their weight. He even decided to train with a bow, just in case he couldn’t find any real weapons to fight with. He also trained in hand-to-hand combat.
Than soon devised a plan to escape the island so that he could find his father, then find a safe location to continue living his life. He removed his spies from their posts, and used them to find flaws in the design of the building and its guards. For the first few weeks, all reports said that they were flawless, unable to be breached. However, slowly they began finding flaws in the building, tiny but exploitable.
After several more months of accumulating information, Than was finally ready to get out. He needed to find his father as soon as he could. He stockpiled food and weaponry, using his followers to steal from the gun range and the storeroom, and began devising a plan to get out of the prison. While he tried to formulate something that would get him out quietly, but he soon realized that any escape would require an enormous amount of sound. While the wall was weak on the northern end, it wasn’t weak enough to break through without using some gunpowder, which would draw all the guards towards his location. The only way the plan would be executed correctly would be with speed.
Finally, almost a year after he was sent to the camp, Than was finally ready to put his plan into action. He hid behind a wall, and gave a signal to one of subordinates. He lit a fuse, which sped around the corner. Seconds later, there was a blast followed by pieces of the out wall raining down on the side of Than’s shelter. Than uncovered his ears, and nodded to the other teens hiding behind the wall. They picked up the sacks they carried and slung them over their shoulders. They ran out towards the newly created hole as a siren sounded and the sound of the guards footsteps and yells echoed behind them.
The group sprinted to the boats, a military-styled patrol boat complete with a mounted machine gun. They tossed the sacks into the boat, and untied the line anchoring it to the island. They jumped onboard, and Than went to the helm, placing the stolen key in the ignition and starting the boat. The engine roared to life, and Than wasted no time and immediately pushed the throttle into the fastest speed it had. The boat rocked backwards, propelled by the engine towards the mainland. Than was finally on the way back to the world.
RP dialogue (At least 1 logical paragraph):
Shopkeeper: Identify yourselves.
Than: We’re not looking for trouble, we’re just passing through and looking for supplies.
Shopkeeper: Fine, but don’t steal anything. I’m watching you.
Than: No problem.
*Shopkeeper goes into the back room*
Than: *whispers* Take any food and ammo you can find. Do it quietly.
*Group spreads throughout store, stealing items from the shelves*
*Shopkeeper returns*
Shopkeeper: Hey! Give them back!
*Shopkeeper pulls out gun from beneath the counter*
Than: We’re blown! Get out, get out now!
*Than and group leave, but not before one of the group gets hit with a blast*
Than: Somebody go carry him, we have to move faster.
Note: Can you please PM me when this is accepted/postponed.
Ign:Nochyotaco
Age:14
Why us?This seemed like a new experiance for me.
Did you read the rules?:Yes
If so find the word eight in the thread, and post where it is (Clues to its location are in the rule lists, check all of them)in the beginning
If so what was RP rule number 5?No sexual things or rape
If so what was General rule number 0?No 1337 chat
What is your RP experience (What servers if any have you been with, etc):I have mostly done medevil rp and a few apocolypse.
In Character
:
Name:Jacob Parker
Gender:Male
Age:18
Skills:Hunting and shooting
Personality:Strong willed, determined, and not afraid to get dirty.
Looks:Light brown hair with dark green eyes. Wears his varsity jacket as good luck.
How they have survived the Apocalypse so far: (at the least 3 sentences) He has taken what he needed and killed a few zombies. He basically scavenged alone.
Backstory(At least 2 paragraphs): Jacob Parker was born in Boston Massachussetts. He was a varsity football star. He was the leading Wide receiver in all of high school football. His dad was a cop and took him hunting every year. He also took him to the gun ranges. this made Jacob's accuracy great. Everything was going great, until his mom, a doctor, died of a strange new disease.
Her death devastated Jacob and his father. When Jacob was 17, his father commited suicide. So jacob lived with his uncle. His uncle lived not far away from their house. One day this Cannibal like person started eating his uncle. Jacob shot him with a double barrel and killed him. His uncle started to act weird and come after Jacob. After he killed his uncle he realized, this was the apocolypse. So he is 18 now, surviving.
Rp dialogue (At least 1 logical paragraph):
*a group of armed thugs walk through the store*
*one of them spots jacob*
Thug1= hey you!
Jacob=I don't want any trouble mister just let me be.
Thug 2= Aw sweet, the little kid wants to be let go..that's a shame.
Jacob= go away, I am warning you three.
*thug three raises his gun* what are you gunna do about it?
*jacob uses his hunting knife and stabs thug 2 taking his gun and takes cover behind a shelf as bullets start flying*
thug1=Outta ammo!
Jacob=sucks to be you don't it mister? *shoots the first thug*
Jacob= get outta here, NOW
*thug three runs away as jacob loots the bodies and walks out the back*
If you guys ever get back up and running again, I would be happy to join.
Seems like a plan thanks for not making the server be dead.
Age: 15
Why us? This server seems amazing
Did you read the rules?: Yep
If so find the word eight in the thread, and post where it is (Clues to its location are in the rule lists, check all of them) At the top of the page above the epic pic
If so what was RP rule number 5? No rape or Sexual related things
If so what was General rule number 0? No 1337 speak
What is your RP experience (What servers if any have you been with, etc): I dont have that much rp experience
Name: Dmitry Rukov
Gender: Male
Age: 45
Skills: Expert in Rifles, War Veteran
Personality: Rugged and always on edge, tends to hear things also has ptsd
Looks: Brown Bushy Beard, short buzz cut, scar on left eye from a knife wound, very muscular
How they have survived the Apocalypse so far: (at the least 3 sentences) Survived by his tactic of shoot on sight, if it moans than shoot it to hell. Has raided shops and stores for what food he could find. Has been trying to locate his fellow russians.
Backstory(At least 2 paragraphs): Dmitry was just a old man that has had his fair share of wars and death. He had a beautiful wife named Katya and a son named Puskov whom looked just like Dmitry. He was known to take his family out to dinner on many occasions. He loved to hunt with his dear boy Puskov for when they wanted to have a family dinner. But one night while him and Puskov were hunting they saw a man covered in blood, moaning and limping. "Dad who is that man," asked his son Puskov. Dmitry was clueless and as they walk up to see what the man was doing in the middle of now where they see his pale, nasty, rotting flesh. Puskov screamed as Dmitry scooped him up to run back to the truck. When they got home they turned on the news to see that a unknown virus had spread causing people to turn into what seemed to be zombies. Dmitry told his family to gather all their valuables and get to the truck they are going to america. They did as they were told and drove to the airport and were booked into a plane almost immediately. Puskov was scared and asked his father if they were gonna be ok. Dmitry stayed quiet and thought.
Rp dialogue (At least 1 logical paragraph): *FlashBack* Me and me boy were hunting in the great taiga forests of Mother Russia when we found a wounded man, from what we saw. We walked to him asking him if he needed any help. When the man turned around all I saw was what I thought was only in movies, but this was no damn movie, I scooped my rifle and my son up in my arms and booked it to the car. I sped home to see if my wife was okay. Thankfully she was but she was scared for her life. I learned from the news that a disease broke out. All I know is that this is no damn disease. I told my wife, Katya, and my dear son, Puskov to gather all there valuables and to get the hell in the truck. We sped to the airport as fast as my truck could go. My son Puskov was just looking at all the families packing up and he asked me where we are going. I replied with one word.........America.
Also, do we need any of the mods installed clientside?