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"Cheyne stoking
n.
The pattern of irregular breathing often seen in the last days of life. Breathing can be very deep and rapid, followed by periods of slow shallow breaths, or episodes of apnoea, where an individual stops breathing altogether for a period of time."
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[tab=INTRODUCTION]Let me paint you a word picture.
Imagine for a moment that there's a filter in your head, a lock that keeps sealed away all the messed up thoughts you conjure up on a daily basis. Call it what you will; your moral compass, your sense of common decency, compassion or whatever.
Now imagine a virus that grabs that filter and hate-fucks it to death.
Suddenly all those imagined cruelties and actions come flooding out, unadulterated and unchecked, and there's a nasty little gore-coated voice in the back of your head whispering "do it you cunt do it you cunt do it" over and over and over again. And it will. Not. Shut. The. Fuck. Up.
Not until you give in.
Not until you let loose every vile, repulsive urge you've ever bottled up, every disturbing, twisted little impulse you've stored away.
Only this isn't just a word picture.
This is the virus that is sweeping the globe.
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No-one knows where it started. No-one knows the cause. All anyone knows is that it's coming. A plague of human locusts, a tidal wave of violence and sadism, rushing across mainland Britain and eating up everything in its path. The government flounders. The army is in disarray.
And the residents of Thistlehill, Stirling are about to witness the full extent of mankind's depravity and cruelty.
For T.S. Elliot was wrong.
The world is not ending with a bang, nor a whimper.
It is ending to the sound of savage laughter and screaming.
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You just need to watch a news report to find plenty of evidence attesting to the fact. Murderers, madmen, maniacs. People inflicting untold suffering on their fellow man just for kicks. When humanity fancies giving it a shot, they can make really good monsters.
Now imagine an infection. An infection that spreads like wildfire, so fast the news reports don't even pick up on it. An infection spread through human bodily-fluids, that marks those who succumb to it with a cross-shaped rash across their faces.
An infection which drives it's victims to commit the most heinous acts imaginable upon their fellow men.
Such is the state of the world in [URL]http://CrossedCrossed[/URL], a comic series by veteran writer Garth Ennis. It's an 'end of the world' scenario where the smartest move is to just stick a gun in your own mouth and pull the trigger, rather than face what's coming.
'Cheyne Stoking' takes place in the first days of the virus, a period of terror and pandemonium as society begins to crumble and the Crossed begin their rampage. Set in the rural Scottish town of Thistlehill, the story follows a ragtag group of ordinary people desperately attempting to keep themselves alive as the virus tears apart their once-simple lives.
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NO PRIOR KNOWLEDGE OF THE CROSSED SERIES IS NEEDED TO JOIN THIS GAME.With that established, here are a couple of ground-rules:
- Have fun. That is the golden rule.
- Post short and fast. Chat RPs have a very quick pace and can contain a lot of players. These players can't wait 20 minutes for you to write a wall of text. If it takes you longer than two minutes to type your post, you're probably taking too long and might get lost in the action/kill the pacing whilst people wait on you. This is an exercise in quick and concise writing.
- In case the imagery of the OOC didn't give the fact away, this a Horror RP. A pretty grim one at that: despair is a central theme of Cheyne Stoking, as the cast watch their lives fall apart around them and find themselves fighting to stay alive/sane.
- Bad shit can and will happen to your character.
- No, seriously. Really, really bad shit.
- Like, we're talking [URL]http://www.imdb.com/title/tt1273235/A Serbian Film[/URL]-tier "bad shit".
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Joining the game is pretty simple: just post the filled-in character sheet below then show up for the session at the right time.
The cast of Cheyne Stoking are meant to be ordinary people who find themselves trapped in a terrifying situation. Which means no soldiers/police officers/Rambos/superheroes/wizards/power-fantasy self-inserts, okay?
It's also important to note that this game is set in Scotland, so your character is most likely British in some shade or another (unless you have a bloody good reason otherwise) and they will not have access to firearms. At all. Period. If you join the game and your character miraculously produces a Glock, I will have them dog-piled by a herd of Crossed faster than you can say "Freudian metaphor".
CHARACTER TEMPLATE
NAME: ((What is your character called? Any nicknames?))
GENDER: ((Male/Female/Potato/Etc.?))
OVERVIEW: ((Give a brief, two/three sentence summary of who your character is and what they're about. Keep it short, snappy and concise, compiling important details the GM might need to know but leaving the rest to be explored in-game.))
IMAGE: ((Please provide an image of what your character looks like. The use of anime pictures will result in you being fed to a bunch of Crossed face-first.))
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