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Zombieland [M] OOC; It's time to nut up or shut up
A Roleplay By Sedalb:
Welcome to the United States of America. Land of the free, home of the brave… oh yeah and home of one other thing…
Zombies
Ever since some poor sap took a bite out of a contaminated piece of Kentucky Fried Chicken, the first zombie was born. It wasn’t long before they were crawling all over the place. The virus affected their brain, making them erratic, violent… and they had a serious case of the munchies. Their snack of choice? Other humans of course…
Now the entire country, possibly the world, has been infected, and it’s people like me who stayed alive because of a few simple rules.
Rule #1: Cardio
As soon as the zombies went loose, the fat people were the first to go. Poor cardio resulted in zero chance of survival. No matter how secure you were, there’s going to be one time or another that requires you to run.
Rule #2: Double tap
We’re in America, we can never be too stingy with our bullets. After you shoot a zombie, instead of wondering weather or not it’s dead, give it a quick bullet to the head. If you think too long you might find yourself with a “dead” zombie biting your neck to satisfy their hunger.
Rule #3: Avoid Bathrooms
As time passed, the zombies starting getting clever. They started to attack us when we were at our most vunerable place. If they can be avoided, avoid bathrooms at all cost.
We’re in Zombieland now, people who used to be your friends and family are mindless human eating monsters now. If you’re not ready you’ll be soon to go. This is why I have rule #4: Buckle up, because it’s going to be a bumpy ride.
Where are we?
Los Angeles, California
Word of mouth between the non-zombies spoke of a zombie-free area in Detroit Michigan. With all the guns they had up there it really isn’t that much of a surprise. As promising as it does sound, no actual evidence has risen that Detroit is zombie-free unlike the rest of America, but for many non-zombies like us, it’s our last hope for survival.
Get ready for a cross country zombie killin’ ride.
Who are you?
Name: (This is fairly simple, your name goes here)
Nickname: (See, in Zombieland people don't like giving real names. Makes us too attached and stuff. Nicknames are all the rage now)
Age: (Also pretty self explanatory)
Sex: (Easy for most… but there are some weird people out there)
Appearance: (Post a picture of what you look like, or give us a little description. Though if you'd had trouble wondering what sex you were perhaps you shouldn't use pictures)
Born at: (Your place of birth)
Personality: (Now this is pretty important. We’re in a zombie apocalypse and your personality can determine weather or not you get along with other people without them killing you or throwing you to the zombies)
History: (It can be brief, tell us a little about yourself and how you’ve managed to survive Zombieland thus far)
Preferred Weapon: (In Zombieland, we’re going to run across a lot of weapons. We’ll get some and lose others. Your preferred weapon is a weapon you happen to be really good at using. Doesn’t matter what it is, as long as it can kill a zombie.)
Mature Rating: Due to violence, sexual themes, language
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Sedalb:
Name: Robert Moby
Age: 20
Nickname: Happy Meal
Sex: Male
Appearance: Average socially awkward collage student. Unkept brown hair and brown eyes, not exactly attractive but not hideous. Skinny, but quick… and a very pale face.
Born at: Morrison, Colorado
Personality: Skittish and very prudent about his surroundings. Only friends he really had were online playing MMO’s. However undetected and doesn’t mind killing a zombie in any way shape or form.
History: Robert studies commerce at the Los Angeles University, hoping to major in Business Management. However, the zombie apocalypse ruined any dream that may have become and sent him fighting for his life. His lack of social life meant he really had no friends, therefore had no emotional connections to any zombies in his school.
He found his nickname while he and a fellow classmate were running from a horde of zombie children. After escaping, they joked that the kids were running as if they were chasing happy meals. His classmate later got bit and sadly ripped to shreds soon after and Robert was running once again. He now wants to find a way to Detroit, anywhere that’s safe from these zombies.
Preferred Weapon: Shotgun
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Name: Leeroy Filbert
Nickname: Canuck
Age: 38
Sex: Male
Appearance: Tall, masculine, cowboy. Three words to discribe Leeroy. Long blond hair covered by any type of cowboy hat he can find, leather jacket, jeans, and a ruff scruff on his chin due to lack of shaving. He's no body builder, but one look at him and you can tell he's been places, and did things.
Born at: Red Deer, Alberta, Canada
Personality: Leeroy ain't no scholar, but when it comes to surviving Zombieland he's the best teacher you'll get. Loves destroying things enjoys simple pleasures like "M&Ms" and playing baseball with just about any object he can smash.
History: Originally from Alberta, Leeroy traveled down south to the states for "vacation". He'll say it's for vacation but in reality he just wanted to attend a NASCAR event at the California speedway. Unfortunate for him, just as he arrived at his destination the whole country got a hold of the zombie virus.
Leeroy isn't the type of person who "plays it safe" like most others. He's still alive because he just kicks ass.
Preferred Weapon: Baseball Bat (enjoys the little things)
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Lady Of Shalott:
Name: Sarah White
Nickname: “Miss,” “Teacher,” or “Teach”
Age: 26
Sex: Female
Appearance: Sarah is almost every man’s fantasy – the hot kindergarten teacher and their kid’s "faaaavorite!" With short, curly dark hair, pale, lightly-freckled skin, grey eyes and rosy-pink lips, she only reaches a height of five feet and five inches and her body is slender, but with a slight bit of an hour-glass figure.
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Born in: Spokane, Washington
Personality: Sarah tends to be well-mannered and patient, but ever since her sister lunged at her jugular, zombies have been her number one pet-peeve. She has been known to be foul-mouthed in the rather frequent moments of action and she definitely doesn’t put up with people distracting her while she’s wielding her weapon of choice, whether it is a shotgun or a chair. It almost seems like she’s reverted from her teacher-self to her college-student self ever since this ordeal began.
History: Former kindergarten teacher. Her summary: “Well, apparently my sister was nommed-on by her ex boyfriend and then she came trolling over to me while I was watching over the kid’s we’d isolated in the gym. I bashed her over the head with a folding chair – totally WWF, I know – and grabbed a few of the kids and pretty much stole her Hummer. Very good for running zombies over, by the way. Anywho, it turns out kids aren’t very good to keep around when trying to, you know, live. Not to say that I wasn’t upset, when they… Well. Anyways. Here I am, beating off zombies. Not like it’s new, though, they’re not unlike stay-at-home or single dads these days... Or dads in general…”
Preferred Weapon: She seems to prefer a firearm, blunt object, or a vehicle. Though… Vehicles are definitely her favorite. Definitely.
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DayDreamer:
Zombiesss. Yay.
Name: Victoria Ratheson
Nickname: Bean
Age: 23
Sex: Female
Appearance:
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Born at: Louisville, Ky
Personality: Quiet but calculating, Bean is a polite girl who can assert herself without causing conflict. She is more book smart than she is street wise but she manages to survive on instinct and little emotion.
History: A southern girl with southern values, Victoria (never Vicky) was the only daughter of a well off CPA and a Real Estate tycoon. While she very seldom saw her parents, she never wanted for anything. After high school she filled a backpack with personal belongings and left Louisville behind her. She spent time hitch hiking across America and eventually found her place near Boston, where she took a job in a small insurance office. A basic stranger in the area, it didn't bother her too much when the citizens around her began to drop like flies, and raise up like... undead flies. Her survival plan is to kill as many of those creeps as possible before they eat her.
Preferred Weapon: Assault Rifle preferably an M-16.
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XtremeofParanoia:
Name: Patrick Connelly
Nickname: Boston
Age: 19
Sex: Male
Appearance: Standing in somewhere around 5'5" (though he claims to be closer to six feet) with a modest build, Boston was never an intimidating character. He keeps his brown hair in a crew cut, though his patchy beard is rarely tamed. Despite his facial hair, he has a baby face with only one blemish, a scar from a cigarette burn under his right eye, courtesy of an altercation at a party when he was 17. His skin is pasty white, and his arms and shoulders are almost completely covered by freckles.
Born at: Suburbs of Boston, Massachusetts.
Personality: Boston was known for his awkward sensibilities and strange sense of humor throughout high school. This made him a bit of an out-cast in high school, though the friends he had were like family to him which makes him difficult to label. He could either be a loyal friend, or have attachment issues.
History: A year out of high school, Boston worked as a clerk in a hospital for 2 years. When the outbreak first reached his town, he was at ground zero. A woman with a severely infected bite on her leg was in the emergency room when she suddenly dropped dead. Boston was filing paper work at his desk when he heard screams from down the corridor. He poked his head and saw several co-workers sprinting away. Instinctively, he ran with them and soon realized that two patients, drenched in blood, were running, too. Looking back, he realized that only one was a patient; the other was a nurse. Both had fresh blood dripping from their lips down to their necks and all over their clothes. Boston picked up the pace and soon lost sight of the two before ducking into a maintenance closet. He found a claw hammer and looked out into the hallway where he found nobody. He quietly left the hospital and slipped into the parking lot before driving home. After collecting as much food, water, and assorted hardware tools as he could, he drove north towards Canada. It wasn't too long after that the infestation reached critical levels.
Preferred Weapon: Crowbars and crossbows are always favorites. The crowbar is useful in and out of combat, while the crossbow is a stealthy killer. However, Boston is always willing to use a shotgun or assault rifle if the situation permits it.
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edeekbcool:
O well, here goes
Name: James Wilkinson
Nickname: Humanshield
Age: 17
Sex: Male
Appearance: About 170 cm's tall, skinny without much muscle, has a not so atractive looking face with acne scars. Long black hair which is usually over his face.
Born At: South Australian bushland but moved to LA at age 16
Personality: Tends to be likeable, laid back but doesn't enjoy being a leader. Tends to keep to himself and rarely speaks out of turn. Generaly out cast and stero-typed as an emo at school, his social skills are not fully developed, but if he gets atached he will stay loyal.
History: Born and raised on a farm in Australia he has been hunting ever since he got a .22 rim-shot from his dad on his 10th birthday. After getting sick of failing school, at age 16 he ran away to LA with his partner but due to a fight, they split up the day before the infestation. With his anger boiling over, he heard about the zombies, he dug out his favourite shotgun, loaded up on supllies and has been hiding out in an abandoned church ever sense.
Prefered Weapon: .22 rifle as he can fire it easily with his lack of muscle
Edit: Changed height. and fixed code. and added prefered weapon >.<"
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emptycarousel:
O___O LOVE IT! And it's getting a LOT of attention, quickly.
There's a reason for thaaaat 
I may be going a little balls to the wall here, but I have an idea and I'm running with it (if it's allowed... 
). I do hope that this is okay. One reason, I'm writing the CS in first-person to get the idea of the character punched into your mind like a...well, a punch. >_> Second, I did everything you ask in your CS but I rearranged the order...for more of an impact. LOL And third, ....heh...read:
This is in the parody section.
Who Am I?!
Name: My Christian name is Nico Parker, baby.
Nickname: Well, most people call me "Glitter" or "Glitz". I'm more than happy with that.
Age: A fresh age of 22.
Sex: Male.......Hmm.
Born at: I was born in Topeka, Kansas, if you'd believe it.
Personality: The whole three words to describe you seems to be all the rave right now. I'm extroverted! Gay, okay? So deal with it. And, of course, I'm glaaaamorous, Darling! Before this whole drab-zombie mess started, I was a catty bitch to start with; now I can finally, and literally, scratch the eyes out of somebody. But, I hate blood. And that nasty sound zombies make. "Ungggggh." What is that?!
History: I moved to L.A. to finally get out of ho-hum Ozland and be myself for a change. And, God knows, I came here with a bang! Lo and behold, I was marching down the streets during the Pride Parade, when half the crowd went all ape-shit on us. Don't get me wrong, some of those honeys were still sexy with their bodies all bare and sparkly-like! But, they kept devouring all the other guys. ...In a bad way. I was the smart one to hop into the nearest car and run half the queens of LA over. You'd be happy to know, I screamed like a little girl the whole time, but that's typical anyways.
Preferred Weapon: A mace! Just....don't ask me why I have it.
Appearance: [spoiler]
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splicer407:
AWESOME! I so wanna go see the movie, but i can't possibly get my mom (the only parent that actually can see movies with me) to go, she hates scary movies >_<
oh well... might as well join this xD
Name: Kyle Townsen
Nickname: Spinner
Age: 18
Sex: Male
Appearance: (Extremely) White, 5' 9" tall (kinda short), 148 lbs, round face, glasses, buzz-cut brown hair (about 3/8 inches long), brown cargo pants, Metallica Master of Puppets tee-shirt, black trench-coat, hip-chain and spiked wristband.
Born at: Lancaster, Pennsylvania
Personality: Socially awkward, but likable, sort of distant, and a definite fondness for the theatrical. He usually stays calm and has a mind for tactics and strategy. Also, one of his more annoying traits, he likes to listen to metal music A LOT and finds it relaxing.
History: When he was 14 his parents moved them to LA for business and he had already picked up a passion for medieval and renaissance combat and, as he grew older, he learned to use many melee weapons. After the zombies got to both his parents he grabbed a scythe from his weapons cache and set off to find other survivors.
Preferred Weapon: His favorite scythe[spoiler] 
Its black with dark brown leather wrappings around the middle and a polished razor-sharp blade made of stainless steel.[/spoiler]
I hope this is okay xD and if i took the last spot Angelicwarrior can have it instead, i just wanted to get this up because it was fun to make xD
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yumi-temme:
I love Zombies so much! I hope this isn't too much... 
Name: Tannette C. Haster, and Nali P. Haster
Nickname: Pyro and Rubix
Age: both are 21
Sex: Females
Appearance: [spoiler]Tannette
[/spoiler][spoiler]Nali
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Born at: California
Personality: Nali is the older twin by 53 seconds. As such, she never leaves her sister's side, knowing full well that Tannette should never be left alone. Especially with glue or shop objects. Not that Nali isn't like that herself. She just likes to be more discreet than her sister. While she is known as Rubix because of her unusual thought patterns, Tannette is known as Pyro due to her poor impulse control and...somewhat questionable excitedness when near fire. They are both sweet and kind, if a bit sadistic and twisted. They are curious about everything, and enjoy noseing into places they don't belong. It's how they had survived so far. They are known for being in a different mind set than others, planning traps for zombies, writing down notes to whats affective or not. They have a black notebook in which they recors the zombies weaknesses and buffs. Such as they really, really, don't like fire.
History: Tannette and Nali were always different in high school. And college was no different. They were outcasts. But by choice. They didn't like people in general. Except maybe when they were bored, and wanted to mess with others. Tannette was always the one causing more trouble than good. But her sister Nali always bailed her out of trouble, due to the fact she could always find a loop hole in school codes and such. On the night of the apocolypse, their mother sent them upstairs due to the fact that their father, who their mother had divorced 3 months earlier, was banging on the door. Good thing they didn't listen to their mother. Peering over the balcony on the stairs, They watched in horrid fascination as their father began to attack and devour their mom. Being horror movie buffs, they instantly knew what he was, and raced down, grabbing an iron poker out from the fire place. After they had decapitated him(it's too long a story to tell) they looked to their mother who was blabbering like a fool. They knew what would happen to her, so they killed her too, out of pity. Ever since, they have been stealing cars and making their way to Los Angeles, wondering if that was taken over too.
Preferred Weapon: Tannette carries around a Les Baer Custom. She also has a bokbag filled with bags of gunpowder, and water bottles filled with gasoline from abandonded cars. And matches. A lot of matches. Nali carries around a sledgehammer with the words 'have a nice day' painted on the sides, and a smiley face on the tip. So the zombies know she cares
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