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A Resident Evil RPG.Hey everybody I've had this idea for a long time and I final decided to try it out. It is based in the UK in Leeds.

In the depths of Leeds lies a hidden lab owned by the world famous Umbrella Corporation. Umbrella was knew for creating all kinds of products but in secret they created Biological weapons ranging from from their deadly viruses to savage creatures that are created by combining any virus with any living thing. In a lab accident the viruses were released and in a panic the staff tried to escape but the companies computer system detected the outbreak and locked down the lab but the venting system remained active this caused a fast outbreak among the residents if Leeds. The result of this turned the vast majority into mindless, flesh eating beasts (if you don't get it zombies) and those who weren't infected are forced to fight to stay alive. Worried about their reputation Umbrella sealed off the city and sent troops to kill anything they saw. After Umbrella isolated the city they sent squads to the underground lab, in opening the sealed off lab they released the beasts that were contained, now they crawl among the city preying on all. With all these events happening they saw a chance to test their latest creations and special forces units.

Right you can choose to be Umbrella, any armed forces or a civilian trying to survive. You cannot leave the city it is surrounded by umbrella forces. Right that is done here is your character sheet and rules below.

Name:
Age:
Weapons:
Equipment:
Appearance:
Bio:
Umbrella, Civilian or armed forces:

Rules:
1. No killing other players unless I say.
2. You are not god so don't act like him/her.
3. Have fun.
4. You cannot use characters from the games or movies.


Tali'Zorah: I appreciate what you're doing here, Shepard.
Commander Shepard: Well, I care deeply about the quarian people.
Tali'Zorah: It's good to be back on the Normandy.
Commander Shepard: Let me know if it's too quiet for you to sleep, and I'll find you someplace louder.
Tali'Zorah: Hmm.
Garrus Vakarian: Uh, I was there when you two had your thing, remember? Just get a room and work it out. 
   
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No takers?

Tali'Zorah: I appreciate what you're doing here, Shepard.
Commander Shepard: Well, I care deeply about the quarian people.
Tali'Zorah: It's good to be back on the Normandy.
Commander Shepard: Let me know if it's too quiet for you to sleep, and I'll find you someplace louder.
Tali'Zorah: Hmm.
Garrus Vakarian: Uh, I was there when you two had your thing, remember? Just get a room and work it out. 
   
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I'm at your window

Well this went down the drain.

Tali'Zorah: I appreciate what you're doing here, Shepard.
Commander Shepard: Well, I care deeply about the quarian people.
Tali'Zorah: It's good to be back on the Normandy.
Commander Shepard: Let me know if it's too quiet for you to sleep, and I'll find you someplace louder.
Tali'Zorah: Hmm.
Garrus Vakarian: Uh, I was there when you two had your thing, remember? Just get a room and work it out. 
   
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Name: Leon Gourd
Age: 34
Weapons: Dual SMG's. Customised heavy shotgun
Equipment: Stab/bulletproof armour.
Appearance: Tall. Shaven, brown hair. Dark brown eyes. A dark and gloomy figure. Pale.
Bio: Leon was a member of a special task group in Umbrella, but his squad was wiped out by zombies, leaving him as the only survivor. Little to nothing is known about leon or his past. Now he wonders around trying to stay alive.


Tada.

If you are having trouble finding takers, then you could put it in your signiture, or ask some of the people at our Archonian disaster RPG thread to join, one of them might join.

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Thanks for joining.

Tali'Zorah: I appreciate what you're doing here, Shepard.
Commander Shepard: Well, I care deeply about the quarian people.
Tali'Zorah: It's good to be back on the Normandy.
Commander Shepard: Let me know if it's too quiet for you to sleep, and I'll find you someplace louder.
Tali'Zorah: Hmm.
Garrus Vakarian: Uh, I was there when you two had your thing, remember? Just get a room and work it out. 
   
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should i jump my char to here then?


 
   
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Name: Yuri
Age: 25
Weapons: AK-47 Desert Eagle Frags Array of knives
Equipment: Tac. vest Elbow/knee pads Sun glasses Full tactical gear loadout
Appearance: 6' 200lb Blue eyes blond hair Full beard Russian Former spetznaz Was in a bar at the time of the attack

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Great White wrote:Name: Yuri
Age: 25
Weapons: AK-47 Desert Eagle Frags Array of knives
Equipment: Tac. vest Elbow/knee pads Sun glasses Full tactical gear loadout
Appearance: 6' 200lb Blue eyes blond hair Full beard Russian Former spetznaz Was in a bar at the time of the attack


Welcome thanks for joining and what faction are you?

This message was edited 1 time. Last update was at 2012/03/20 12:30:54


Tali'Zorah: I appreciate what you're doing here, Shepard.
Commander Shepard: Well, I care deeply about the quarian people.
Tali'Zorah: It's good to be back on the Normandy.
Commander Shepard: Let me know if it's too quiet for you to sleep, and I'll find you someplace louder.
Tali'Zorah: Hmm.
Garrus Vakarian: Uh, I was there when you two had your thing, remember? Just get a room and work it out. 
   
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shroud010 wrote:should i jump my char to here then?


What do you mean?

Tali'Zorah: I appreciate what you're doing here, Shepard.
Commander Shepard: Well, I care deeply about the quarian people.
Tali'Zorah: It's good to be back on the Normandy.
Commander Shepard: Let me know if it's too quiet for you to sleep, and I'll find you someplace louder.
Tali'Zorah: Hmm.
Garrus Vakarian: Uh, I was there when you two had your thing, remember? Just get a room and work it out. 
   
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black templar wrote:
shroud010 wrote:should i jump my char to here then?


What do you mean?

from the basement.


 
   
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If you want because it is on hold in the basement.

Tali'Zorah: I appreciate what you're doing here, Shepard.
Commander Shepard: Well, I care deeply about the quarian people.
Tali'Zorah: It's good to be back on the Normandy.
Commander Shepard: Let me know if it's too quiet for you to sleep, and I'll find you someplace louder.
Tali'Zorah: Hmm.
Garrus Vakarian: Uh, I was there when you two had your thing, remember? Just get a room and work it out. 
   
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black templar wrote:
Great White wrote:Name: Yuri
Age: 25
Weapons: AK-47 Desert Eagle Frags Array of knives
Equipment: Tac. vest Elbow/knee pads Sun glasses Full tactical gear loadout
Appearance: 6' 200lb Blue eyes blond hair Full beard Russian Former spetznaz Was in a bar at the time of the attack


Welcome thanks for joining and what faction are you?


Spetsnaz
   
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Name: Devon Grey
Age: 23
Weapons: 22. caliber revolver(6 rounds) and crowbar
Equipment: cell phone, pen, watch, wallet. (Contains: State I.D., Expired Drivers license, $27, folded up paper for notes.)
Appearance: slender face with several minor scars that are faded and are nearly absent of notice, minor beard is growing end from lack of shaving. Hair is matted, greasy, and long and obviously not attended to often. Its luster has faded due to neglect and has turned from a radiant brown to a dull shade of bear fur. His body is slim but toned and without the dirt and grime looks decent and healthy. Hands are roughed with his nails being a mixture of long or broken. His clothes are baggy and in tatters from overuse and most have been hand stitched. tanned from being out in the sun often.
Bio: Devon was born and raised in a wealthy home of an Umbrella executive who held little love for his family except his daughters and his first son. Devon being more or less an accident was raised on a very carrot deprived world where is father's stick was the only constant variable. His mother and his other brother had a similar life style but they held few luxuries they were given Devon was forbidden to have. His siblings were given the best education that money could buy and he was sent to public school, his siblings were given some attention and praise for their accomplishments as he was only given criticism. Once Devon was fifteen he discovered how truly rotten the world was and began to join protests and even lead a few. He knew his father would disprove so it became fuel for his actions. Rumors of illegal human experimenting from Umbrella surface so a large group of his fellow activists and himself stage a massive protest outside his father's office. Devon was given a ten minute interview by a local news van and with it his fate seal as he was kicked out of his house with nothing but the clothes on his back. Five years past and Devon is still homeless and desperate, finally he gave up his morals and began his life in crime. He became a messenger and arranger of meetings of drug dealers, organized criminals, and other such immoral men. He made dead drops, set up locations, sat on houses, moved items of the illegal nature, hide evidence, and more only to make enough scrap to make protection payments and a live a small shed in an ally.
Civilian


 
   
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I'm at your window

We have enough people lets start.

Tali'Zorah: I appreciate what you're doing here, Shepard.
Commander Shepard: Well, I care deeply about the quarian people.
Tali'Zorah: It's good to be back on the Normandy.
Commander Shepard: Let me know if it's too quiet for you to sleep, and I'll find you someplace louder.
Tali'Zorah: Hmm.
Garrus Vakarian: Uh, I was there when you two had your thing, remember? Just get a room and work it out. 
   
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I'm at your window

Right I will tell you your location and what is around you and you post away and you will get a event later on ok everybody. People can still join.

Tali'Zorah: I appreciate what you're doing here, Shepard.
Commander Shepard: Well, I care deeply about the quarian people.
Tali'Zorah: It's good to be back on the Normandy.
Commander Shepard: Let me know if it's too quiet for you to sleep, and I'll find you someplace louder.
Tali'Zorah: Hmm.
Garrus Vakarian: Uh, I was there when you two had your thing, remember? Just get a room and work it out. 
   
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Leon Gourd:
You are hold up in a little shop surrounded by a horde of zombies. The doors have been barricaded but they will not hold for long to make matters worse there is a scratching on the room upstairs.

Yuri:
As you look down from the roof of a butchers and watch the dead feasting on all the meat but their not the only thing there. A pack of Colmillos.

Devon Grey:
You sit and watch from your make shift shelter as zombies feast upon a body nearby but suddenly you hear gunshots and see umbrella special forces rush down the ally. You now a group of undead and Umbrella special forces near you.

Tali'Zorah: I appreciate what you're doing here, Shepard.
Commander Shepard: Well, I care deeply about the quarian people.
Tali'Zorah: It's good to be back on the Normandy.
Commander Shepard: Let me know if it's too quiet for you to sleep, and I'll find you someplace louder.
Tali'Zorah: Hmm.
Garrus Vakarian: Uh, I was there when you two had your thing, remember? Just get a room and work it out. 
   
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So, Yuri looks around, and sees the fire escape to the next door apartment complex. He makes the simple jump and starts to climb up, looking through windows on his way up, seeing some undead and many supplies. Seeing this he goes to the roof and kicks in the roof top door. He takes his machete and sweeps through each of the 5 floors, dispatching undead as he goes. Knowing the building is clear, he barricades the doors on the bottom floor, brings up the fire escape ladder, and looks through the supplies, gathering everything of use and bringing it to room 5B, his base of operations, right next to the fire escape. He then sits on the roof, legs hanging over the edge, and smokes a cigarette after a job well done.
   
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Devon frowned as the noisy meat sacks practically were leading the flesh eaters to his doorstep. With a sigh he gave away his position by using his crowbar by knocking down a fire escape ladder down. He quickly scrambled up as two infected turned down his ally inspecting the noise. The tell tale sign of a chopper came by as it rushed over head while it fired on any survivor it could find.
"Maybe the roofs weren't the best way to go after all." He muttered to him self as he light a black window with his cell phone. "*Sigh* might as well." Devon broke the glass and huddle inside raising his crowbar up in a prepared stance.


 
   
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Leon fires another shot through the window. Another one goes down. It woudn't make a difference, there are just to many too many. A large, gore coloured claw punches through ther door, ripping it from its hinges. He runs towards the staircase behind him, zombies flowly flooding into the room. He runs up the stairs and closes the door just in time for something huge to slam against it. Backing away, Leon hears a scratching from behind him. He turns. It lunges.

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Right you can post what you do next then I will post you a event enjoy your killing spree.

Tali'Zorah: I appreciate what you're doing here, Shepard.
Commander Shepard: Well, I care deeply about the quarian people.
Tali'Zorah: It's good to be back on the Normandy.
Commander Shepard: Let me know if it's too quiet for you to sleep, and I'll find you someplace louder.
Tali'Zorah: Hmm.
Garrus Vakarian: Uh, I was there when you two had your thing, remember? Just get a room and work it out. 
   
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within the cult of the Soul Decievers

The apartment had bare wood floor except for the occasional piece of trash. The light coming from the cheap trac phone dimmed as inactivity began the sleeping process. With a silent grunt he thumbed the okay button. The sudden revision of light ushered in the fact that the apartment was empty. relaxing Devon strolled over to the door undid the lock and open the door.
Registration never clicked as he was pushed downed onto the ground while thrashing teeth and instinct runned eyes coming at him. Only a reflex saved him from the painful kiss of death that would've delivered by mindless sack of rotting meat.
"Get clear!" a stern voice commanded and Devon pulled his head back as fall as he could to be rewards to get sprayed with the zombie's grey matter. "You okay kid?" the wall of a man asked as he stop the blood rush from his neck.
"You're...You're bite." was the only words Devon could say.
"No gak." The man said bitterly to the reminder. "Look this place isn't safe, there are tens more of them hiding all over the place." He warned. "Look at me, I'm massive and had a gun and looked infected like the rest of those freaks."
"Maybe you could help me by giving your gun since your a lost cause." Devon asked in his insensitive style that got him beaten up in the past.
"Heh you got balls kid, no. Besides I'm out." the savoir said as he motioned to the bloody hall filled of the eaten and eaters that were dispatched." I'm just was on my way to my room to bleed out on my bed and wait for the turn." and with that the stranger walked down the hall and open his door and locked it.
"Strange. Maybe i should try the roofs again." Devon walked back to the fire escape to find four of the man eaters below screaming with husks of their former voices. climbing the next two floors he could see what the man meant with the place crawling with them as a victim resurrected as he past his corpse that was hanging from a window. Not taking the chance Devon swung putting his weight against the blow he open the skull and slaying the undead. Once he was on the roof he could see lights from fire and the undeniable sounds of guns opening fire. The strange troops began to hold their own in a blockaded section of the street that would take too long to climb. already twenty of the infected were down but the horde still clumsily approached their position.


 
   
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With a shout, Leon flies through the window, shards of glass showering the horde below. With a groan he rises, a few zombies slowly shambling closer. He easily despatches them with a couple shotgun blasts. A loud bellowing roar, as the sweeper that had backhanded him moments before leaps from the smashed window down into the crowd, smashing zombies to slow to move aside through the air as it closes the distance. Backing away slowly, Leon reloads his shotgun, limping slightly. He hears a crash behind him. Spinning quickly, he sees the hulking horror.

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Yuri has just finished shaving his head and beard when he hears a crash downstairs. He grabs his AK and goes to see what it is. He sees his defenses are starting to fall. Quickly he runs upstairs to pack what he needs. Looking for a way to escape, he sees a crossbow. Seeing this he goes to the roof and attaches some paracord to a bolt and fires it across the street, ziplineing across the street to the next building. As he gets there he sees what he feared, an Umbrella soldier parachuting in to clean up the mess. He lands on the roof as Yuri sees him. But before the soldier knows what is happening, Yuri is on top of him in a full on brawl. The trooper pulls a knife a stabs Yuri in the leg as Yuri wraps his hands on the soldiers throat and strangles him to death. Yuri then takes the soldiers parachute, explosives, and other supplies. But before Yuri can pull the knife from his leg he turns to see the undead are on the roof.
   
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Leon

This beast smashed its way down the alley. without any though you turn and run in the opposite direction through hordes of the dead.

Devon
You see a building across the street that had a fire exit on the side as you jump as the dead burst through door. As you land on the ladder of the exit the dead clamber over the ledge falling to their second death. You climb up the rusted ladder and get to the roof you see the door tore off its hinges and blood and claw marks down the walls and stepss leading into the buiding. As you descend down the stair the claw marks become more resent and the drops of blood become pools until they stop at a door. As you open the door you see a man in the corner, he turns to you but he is not infected.
"Run. Get out. They are here. In the room." He whispered as he pointed to the ceiling and on the ceiling clung a creature but it did not move when you move or when the man whispered.


Yuri
The undead were only a few in number maybe 3 or 4. With ease you grab 4 knifes and throw them and each hitting the creatures between the eyes killing them. After 20 minutes of searching the roof you find a hatch and open it unleashing a gust of foul smelling air with no other choice you climb down into the corridors but they are all covered in a strange slim and webbing, suddenly a creature crawls from a doorway.

Tali'Zorah: I appreciate what you're doing here, Shepard.
Commander Shepard: Well, I care deeply about the quarian people.
Tali'Zorah: It's good to be back on the Normandy.
Commander Shepard: Let me know if it's too quiet for you to sleep, and I'll find you someplace louder.
Tali'Zorah: Hmm.
Garrus Vakarian: Uh, I was there when you two had your thing, remember? Just get a room and work it out. 
   
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Yuri hides behind a nearby crate as the creature crawls around. Yuri then sees a window out into the street, but it is past the creature. Seeing this, he picks up a piece of wood and throws it behind him, down the hallway. The creature takes the bait and crawls past Yuri to inspect the noise. Yuri takes this opportunity and runs for the window, but slips on the slime and makes a crash. The creature spins around and charges at Yuri. As Yuri reaches the window, the creature gets him and crashes through the window and part of the wooden wall. Yuri flies out into the street and falls down an open manhole as debris covers the top of the hole. He falls and hits his head on a rock and blacks out.
   
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Leon sprints down the road in panic, not caring what is behind him. He runs past several zombies who lunge at him, but he cares not, and carries on running. He turns and fires his SMG's at the creatures carapace, but the bullets simply bounce off. Leon then leaps onto and over a large, bulky car, the horror slaming into it, stunning it, With a roar Leon blasts his shotgun point blank at the creature's face, the only point not covered by hard armour.

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You guys can post another if you want until Shroud post's.

Tali'Zorah: I appreciate what you're doing here, Shepard.
Commander Shepard: Well, I care deeply about the quarian people.
Tali'Zorah: It's good to be back on the Normandy.
Commander Shepard: Let me know if it's too quiet for you to sleep, and I'll find you someplace louder.
Tali'Zorah: Hmm.
Garrus Vakarian: Uh, I was there when you two had your thing, remember? Just get a room and work it out. 
   
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(sorry if I'm late)

Devon stared straight at the beast that hung almost lazily on the ceiling. No doubt it could probably kill both with ease.
"Is it like a T-rex?" Devon asked in a stupid but equally quiet as the man. after a moment of thought "Like they can only see movement."


 
   
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shroud010 wrote:(sorry if I'm late)

Devon stared straight at the beast that hung almost lazily on the ceiling. No doubt it could probably kill both with ease.
"Is it like a T-rex?" Devon asked in a stupid but equally quiet as the man. after a moment of thought "Like they can only see movement."

Not to sound like im complaining but can you post a little more just so it does not seem like I will have to control you character here please.

Tali'Zorah: I appreciate what you're doing here, Shepard.
Commander Shepard: Well, I care deeply about the quarian people.
Tali'Zorah: It's good to be back on the Normandy.
Commander Shepard: Let me know if it's too quiet for you to sleep, and I'll find you someplace louder.
Tali'Zorah: Hmm.
Garrus Vakarian: Uh, I was there when you two had your thing, remember? Just get a room and work it out. 
   
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So, do we post another one.
   
 
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