Cold Cry (OOC)

[thealchemist]

fuck yea three futas

[MiscChaos]

I'm liking the new map. It's clearer and has labels. Labels!

[KnightVanilla]

just wondering are there any openings for this rp?

[Sortaix]

Sure, you can join, I just need an opening to introduce you, I already have three players waiting, so you may need to wait till the next building to be introduced, just submit your character sheet and I'll see where it goes from there.

[KnightVanilla]

Name: Alvina Leijon
Age: 20
Gender: Female
Race: Human
Appearance:

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Equipment: A traveling bag full of cloths and souvenirs. A custom revolver (given to her by her company to keep her safe) and a case full of tools. Also her left arm is robotic and eyes are neurally enhanced. (Left arm is inhumanly strong and eyes help with repairing tech and seeing hidden things and seeing in the dark[infrared or nightvision which one is okay for me to use], enhancements not immune to emp but can still recover from them)
Bio: After finishing college early to become an engineer she was hired by one of the biggest tech corporations to be their traveling engineer to be sent to places that needed her assistance. The company quickly became a family to her as they all got to know her bit by bit. After incident of another rival companies sabotage on one of the projects she was greatly injured an given surgery. Her company paying for the specific enhancements so she could get back to work soon, also giving her a revolver for her security. Getting used to traveling with her new enhancements they have made the job of an engineer quite easier now.
Zombie:Rape
Monster:Rape
Mercs:Rape
Rape scene: You can write it or if you need me to write it I'm cool with whatever. (I will however do my best to avoid rape cause that stuff gets in my dreams sometimes @_@ totally weird when in a dream you're a different gender)

[Sortaix]

Currently waiting for Shinox to post his intro, unless he wants me to post it.

[berserkerhorn]

Is the storage room unexplored? I think I want to be in there.

[KnightVanilla]

Still waiting for the next building Wonder what the map for it is gonna look like.

[Sortaix]

Berserker, I had you planned on being in the holding cells, if anyone explored them. Knight, you are going to be in an office room in the next building. I have the map for the next building, just making some adjustments, as I am trying to figure things out, and decide what style I like.

[hailey<3]

Anything I should do?

[berserkerhorn]

ok jail cells it is

[Sortaix]

Umm, Hailey, you could either sit in the computer office with my cop, or you could go investigate the rest of the security office, until the other two rooms are free of zombies, there isn't much to do, after this building is when you guys get to roam all over the place. I have weapons in the armory, for those without anything.

[Sortaix]

M'kay, I am a little tired of waiting for Shinox to post, so I am posting the intro he and I agreed upon, in all it's perverted glory, brace yourselves!

MUAHAHAAHAHHAAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!

[berserkerhorn]

hmm... should i start hissing now?

[Sortaix]

Well, Berserker, you could be hissing, cowering in fear of the undead, shouting for help, you could be busy arguing with the two males on either side of you, being as rude and lewd as possible, going so far as to show themselves off to you, hoping to get a hand job through the steel bars, or if you want, you could put yourself in an even more compromising position with one or both of the two males, with you taking and not giving, of course.
You decide what you want, and post it, or if you want I could post it like I did for Shinox's intro, just send me a PM if that is what you would prefer.

[berserkerhorn]

well it's one dragon against 5-2 zombies... what could possibly go wrong... (note edited char sheet a bit)

[KnightVanilla]

Hmm I need to really think upon my intro -_- hmmmmmmmmmmmmm this is gonna take a while.

[Zender_Solarheart]

Name: Zandile "Zan" Freivolt.
Age: 26.
Gender: Male.
Race: Human.
Appearance:

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Equipment:
1: "XL System" neural cybernetics.
The XL System is designed to augment reflexive timing in critical situations, allowing faster responses and improved agility. In a combat scenario, this can often mean the difference between life and death, as he can aim at and shoot a target beyond normal human limitations. It functions on a toggle basis, to where Zan has to switch it on and off. However, the system is only safe to use up to a certain point, as extensive use can kill irreplaceable brain cells, and may even cause brain cancer. When active, it projects a meter onto Zan's natural vision, illustrating how long he can use it within safety tolerances. 15% of that meter is used up the moment he switches it on, and another 5% is used up for every 2 seconds (or in RP-specific terms, every turn). The system has a fail-safe in place, so that if the meter reaches zero, the system automatically shuts itself off.

-2: Heat Bayonet.
The Heat Bayonet is pretty much what it says on the tin: a bayonet-sized blade, which can be attached to certain firearms, and rapidly grinds microscopic metal plates against each other to create friction for the heat.

-3: M2031 "Barker" Auto-Pistol.
Pretty self-explanatory as well: a pistol with a rate of fire at about 200 rounds per minute. Zan would have something a little bigger on him, such as an SMG, but he generally has a weapons locker available to get those in.

Bio:

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Zandile is a former ace of the Cosmic Coalition's 5th Flight Squadron, Rank 4. Notable achievements include his air-support solo op in the Dracolite Uprising, and the downing of 15 Ultragian Viking fighters without a wingman. His reflexive skills and quick critical thinking made him a prime candidate for the XL System. His on-foot reputation is relatively normal, but through Project XL, he certainly gains more of an edge.

In terms of personality, Zan has a bit more empathy than you'd expect from a seasoned soldier. This can occasionally work against him, as it has caused him to act rather impulsively in combat scenarios with moral or emotional tension. Thankfully, it hasn't caused any significant problems in the past, but his superiors still saw it as an object of concern.

Zan was originally on the space station for some off-duty vacation time, but obviously, he didn't get to relax very long...

Gameplay:
1: NO RAPING HIM. Those who've chatted with me on Skype likely know this, but I can't RP under conditions where a male gets violated in the same fashion as a female. It's not that I'm homophobic, but more a matter of tastes. It's like if a girl had drawn and colored a very detailed gay porn comic, and asked me to comment on it...it just won't happen.
2: All creature types are okay, as long as they don't infringe on Rule #1.

[Sortaix]

The owner of it all sat on the stand,
He had nothing to fear, he was a rich man.
Who could convict him?
"No one!" He'd say.
But for his crimes he would soon pay.
For he listened and smirked to the screams at night,
that came from people in a hopeless fight
As their stories they told, his fate they would seal.
He yelled at his lawyer, he wanted a deal.
But his life had become wretched, cursed and damned.
This he realized, when the prison door slammed.
For when his new "friend" came to say "Hi",
All he could do was bend over...and cry.

A new scientist sat on the stand, he was nervous and giddy. His psychologist was sitting not far away, it appeared the man's psyche had suffered damage. He was nervously rocking back and forth and he spoke to the judge and jury.
"I had nothing to do with that thing! That nut-job that created it was crazy as hell, even by our standards! He used to read that damn poem to it every time he fed it. That poem, that stupid poem! I can't get it out of my head!"
"Please Doctor calm down!"
"Sorry Your Honor. Did you know that thing killed its creator? It broke out of its cage when it got big enough and ate him! And worse that that, worse that it biting him, and filling him with poison, worse than wrapping his up in her web and drinking his body, it spoke to him! That thing sang the poem he read to it as it sucked his body dry. Worse than all that, when he found his body, he died smiling. What kind of a sick bastard smiles as his creation eats him?! I told them to kill it, but they wouldn't listen. They mad me listen, listen to the creams as it ate all those people. Those screams! Those horrid screams!"
With that, an officer came over and grabbed the frantic man, pulling him back over to his psychiatrist. The psychiatrist that would be treating that poor man for the rest of his life. The horrors that the psyche had to hear, would have disturbed all but the staunchest of people. He did however make a small poem as a way to soothe his own soul. A poem devoted to the most horrifying of all the monsters those poor people had to endure.

She was an evil monster,
A hellish creation
Feared from the brightest star
To the darkest space station.

You will never know,
When she is watching you
Or when her venom glistens,
Like the morning dew.

She climbs the walls.
Staying so high,
That it appears she falls
From the sky.

She sings her fathers poem in the night.
If you hear those words
You better take flight.

Her bite it lethal,
She leaves none alive.
If caught in her web,
You will die.

But, it is said
That in her web,
Are words written that shine so bright,
They can be seen, in the dim light.
A warning for all who wander near,
"Abandon all hope,
Ye who enter here."

[KnightVanilla]

dam crazy nice forshadowing