It's been years. We still see them, but we know how to better fight them now. We've even set up a stronghold in a big city. The signs have long since been ripped down, so we don't even remember the name. All we call it is Stronghold. We left our schools, workplaces and homes, all to come here and try to survive. We've seen families reunited, and we've seen friends cry, to see their best friends still alive. We have also seen heartbreak, and experienced it ourselves. We've all lost loved ones. We've all lost someone we care about. Most importantly, we've all lost our original families. We've sort of become the family that bonds this place together though. High walls, we think were from a prison, is where we made our stronghold. The surrounding area, as mentioned before, used to be a bustling city. There are still non-perishable foodstuffs around that we take quick excursions out into the city to grab. We even have raids, where we get a platoon of our best fighters and gunmen to kill off as many zombies as we can, but it all seems to be in vain. The more we kill, the more zombies return, from other places. We burn the bodies of those we kill, just so disease doesn't spread, but that's not the only thing we have to do to live. We even create our own food now. Fresh vegetables, milk, eggs and other stuff is all grown and created in a specified area in the stronghold. We fight to survive. We search to find other survivors. We even send out parties in armored vehicles to travel the countryside searching. We find people, but not every day. Its beginning to look like Stronghold won't be a good place to stay for much longer, before we have to split up again. ====================================================================== So its the standard zombie apocalypse theme, but taken from the anime, High School of the Dead. I know there's one in the Jump In Roleplay section, but let's face it, it's pretty much dead and it takes people forever to post. Let;s make one that's active and fun. This is the character sheet I'd like people to use: Name: Nickname(if applicable): Age: Gender: Weapon choice: In Stronghold, or just coming in for the first time?: Character Appearance: Character Personality: Character History: ================================================================ Name: Veela Highwind (Self named, as her real last name has long since been forgotten.) Nickname(if applicable): Vinyl Age: 22 Gender: Female Weapon choice: Katana, but can effectively use the Howa M1500 Varminter Supreme sniper rifle In Stronghold, or just coming in for the first time?: Vinyl has been in stronghold for a little under 4 months. Character Appearance: Blue and white hair, light complexion. Character Personality: She's outgoing and can come off as a little abrasive at times. Though she has a loving, kind side, its hard to find, but get on it, and you're there forever. She may make fun of you, and crack jokes at your expense, but it just means she likes you. Nothing too odd or indifferent about her, besides the fact she doesn't let anyone tell her what she's going to do. She prides herself on her self motivation. Character History: Vinyl's history is one not for the ages, but it is interesting. When the zombies came, she was at work. She had only just graduated High School not long before the outbreak. She worked at a music store and she loved it. Usually listening to such artists as Deadmau5, DJ Tiesto, Daft Punk, and even various YouTube artists, she couldn't have asked for a better job, that is unless you found some musical talent in her and gave her a record deal! When the outbreak happened, she was just finishing putting away the new stock. They had just gotten a big stock of metal and rock albums from a bunch of new bands she had never heard of. It was odd, because it was a quiet morning. No customers had really come in, except one of her regulars, looking for the new Tiesto CD. All she really remembers is that someone came bursting in through the door, screaming at her to lock it up and throw down the steel guards, immediately! Vinyl had kept asking why, and all the man would say is "They're coming! Close the guards damn it!" A few hours later, the man had finally calmed down. "Listen," he said. "I don't know what's happening out there, but I watched some pretty messed up people take down, and start eating my friend alive. When I came in here, I just wanted to be safe, and I seen those slide down guards before when the store was closed, so I figured I'd get you to shut them." Vinyl thought about this for a moment and then said "You know, I don't know your name, but if what you're saying is true, we have a zombie apocalypse on our hands." The man looked at her with wide eyes. "That's impossible." He couldn't take the information as true. "Unlock the store, I'm leaving. I need to go see if he's alright." As Vinyl lifts the guard and unlocks the door, he runs out, and almost as fast as he was out, he had THEM, attacking him. Vinyl then figured it was time to leave, and she knew that the roof had an easy exit by small jumps from rooftop to rooftop. She had seen it before, and noticed it was called Parkour. She had even practiced it a little bit. Her car was only a block or so away, and her sword she had just bought as a show thing to put on her mantle at home, even though it was a battle ready Katana. A few quick jumps had gotten her to her car, and what she thought for the moment, was solitude. A full tank of gas, and the road at her hands, she just began driving, clearing out gas stations getting better at handling a sword day by day, she just drove until one day, she was found by the people from the Stronghold. That's where her story begins.