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The Island
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The Island
In this one, it IS another zombie RP, (sorry bout that Reathos) and you are flying on a plane. You land on an unknown island, you don't know what it is cause you're not a mapper or anything like that. (unless it's in your Bio) The island seems deserted, survive as long as you can, or try to leave and find salvation. Just remember, either way, your chances of survival are minimal. Your supplies are very little, unless you can find the plane's cargo hold, which was detached during the crash. I will notify you of any upcoming hordes, I have a character, the pilot. You MAY NOT have a gun for equipment or anything metal for that matter. After all, you DID board the plane. Each survivor will have a survival plan, you may help the survivor carry it out. If you want to follow a survivor's plan, leave that section blank, remember the rules, and have fun
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Last edited by Buddster on Fri Mar 28, 2014 5:32 pm, edited 1 time in total.
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"Alright, we are about 1 hour to Hawaii, enjoy your flight." The captain said on the intercom. Budd was the co-captain, and he pretty much just got coffee for the captain. About 45 minutes into the flight, thunder crackled into the distance. "You think it's comin' to us?" Budd said privately to the captain. "It wasn't supposed to rain, that's odd." "Folks just a precaution, if you would locate your seatbelt that would be great." They were flying over an island close to Australia and Asia, they weren't even heading to Hawaii anymore. "Captain, we aren't on course. We keep going and we're heading to-" His sentence was cut off by a lightning bolt hitting the plane. After about 3 seconds of falling and screaming, the plane roared back to life. "Alright, folks, that was just a lightning bolt, nothing to be afraid of. At this moment, if you would please remain calm, that would be great." The captain said. Budd replied "You know, we are heading right into the storm right now." The captain jolted the plane to the left, Budd jolted to the left, he grabbed the controls and straightened the plane, the captain said "Sorry 'bout that, almost got struck there." The captain said. Budd sighed, he didn't like this ride at all. He noticed the plane making odd movements. "Uh, we're going around in circles." The captain said "The wheel is strait, the steering must be fried, time to go manual." The captain flipped a few switches, and grabbed the wheel. "Attention, fasten your seat belts NOW!" The captain said over the intercom. Budd looked at the storm, it seemed as if... uh-oh. The plane flew straight into a forming tornado, it flipped the plane upside down, but MIRACULOUSLY stayed intact. Everyone was flopping around in their seats, the captain struggled for control. He looked at the Australian island below him, "Folks, we are making an emergency landing, at this time, all trays must be folded up, and seat belts fastened." Budd grabbed his wheel. The captain circled around, he was about to land the plane. A massive tornado formed and hit one of the wings of the plane. It flipped out of control, the captain used his magic and held the plane semi-straight. It was wobbling, but could be landed by an experienced captain. He flipped the landing gear, another tornado lashed the plane uncontrollably. "CAPTAIN! YOUR SEAT BELT!" Budd screamed. It was too late, a piece of metal from one of the wings swirled in the tornado they were entering and was let go, it hit the captain's window and went straight through his chest. Budd assumed control, but the plane was only a few hundred feet from ground. "RAAAAAHHHH" Budd screamed, the plane hit the island's ground with a huge screech of metal, and a thud that shook the island.
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Budd slowly peeped open his eyes. They couldn't stay open; it was so strange. Betwixt periods of dreamy consciousness and sleep, the severely concussed Budd looked out the window. Thistles of trees surrounded the plane. Good thing they broke its fall.
In the distance, he could see a man wearing only a rag.
In the distance, he could see a man wearing only a rag.
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The man walked closer and closer, Budd noticed how slow his stumble of a walk was. He continued forward, Budd looked at the captain, aside from the pole in his chest, he also had one in his leg, painful. Budd managed to get himself free, he got up, looking at the man. "H-Hey *cough cough* Where am i?" Instead, the man stopped for a moment. Then, the most scary thing happened. The man screamed, but it was more like a growl. He then sprinted, while stumbling, to Budd. he knew what his intentions were. Budd considered it was one of the natives, he crawled back, and without thinking, grabbed the metal bars in the captain and swung at the man. He fell, but quickly got up. Budd didn't want to, but he stuck it through his chest. Self protection. The man only stepped back once, then continued to try to bite Budd. He held his face a distance away from his body, then he grabbed the other bar, looked away, and stabbed it through the man's head. "What's going on here?" Budd said to himself. (Looks like you're wandering into character control territory, but that's alright though, pretty much what i was going to do.)
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//* :O Sorry I'm new to this but it's so frikin awesome!!!!!! *//
A door and several rows away from the captain in a comfortable first-class seat, Charles woke up in a daze. He had a strange dream... that he was in a plane and it crashed and all hell broke loose. Then he looked up, and saw the bodies. Dammit, gravity is a bitch. He unbuckled his seatbelt and did a semi-flip to land on his hands and knees. Around him, bloody heads and other parts attached to bodies rested. He asked himself two questions:
1. What just happened?
2. How the hell is the plane upside-down?!?!!!?!?!?!?!?
Then he heard the screams...
A door and several rows away from the captain in a comfortable first-class seat, Charles woke up in a daze. He had a strange dream... that he was in a plane and it crashed and all hell broke loose. Then he looked up, and saw the bodies. Dammit, gravity is a bitch. He unbuckled his seatbelt and did a semi-flip to land on his hands and knees. Around him, bloody heads and other parts attached to bodies rested. He asked himself two questions:
1. What just happened?
2. How the hell is the plane upside-down?!?!!!?!?!?!?!?
Then he heard the screams...
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(That's okay, I did the same.)
Budd looked back in the seating area. There was no sign of life. He had to keep moving. He got out of the cockpit and went to the back of the plane, looking for the cargo hold. He knew they were not only carrying people, but weapons to an army base in Hawaii. The cargo hold was ripped completely off of the plane itself. He looked towards the trees, carrying the metal bar. He investigated the crash, seeing if any supplies slipped out during the detatchment. Nothing. He got into the seating area, there were a few people that looked unconcious but alive, but Budd couldn't take the chance of them being... Budd searched the body of one person, nothing except a granola bar. he figured it wasn't even worth it. He walked to the trail of metal scraps, looking for the cargo hold. He had to get off this island.
(my brother logged into my account and posted the old post...)
Budd looked back in the seating area. There was no sign of life. He had to keep moving. He got out of the cockpit and went to the back of the plane, looking for the cargo hold. He knew they were not only carrying people, but weapons to an army base in Hawaii. The cargo hold was ripped completely off of the plane itself. He looked towards the trees, carrying the metal bar. He investigated the crash, seeing if any supplies slipped out during the detatchment. Nothing. He got into the seating area, there were a few people that looked unconcious but alive, but Budd couldn't take the chance of them being... Budd searched the body of one person, nothing except a granola bar. he figured it wasn't even worth it. He walked to the trail of metal scraps, looking for the cargo hold. He had to get off this island.
(my brother logged into my account and posted the old post...)
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How do i do this buddster
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Isaiah was laying on the ground and his leg wasn't moving the way it was suppose to, but it also felt numb so that is was he hoped was happening. He saw smoke of the plane in the distance. Well he thought it was the plane. When he got there is was a village that had a couple of the people from on the plane in the middle of a fire and burning the bodies of them. He then ran off and tried to find more survivors. He found the plane and saw some people talking he wasn't sure who they were so Isaiah just sat there and watched to see what they did.
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(Gameking, PM me.)
Budd saw Isaiah run out of the plane, and continued towards him. When he reached him, he was hiding behind some trees looking at a few people talking. Budd also saw the village, he thought he was the only survivor of the plane. Guess not. "Gameking, I'm heading for the Cargo Hold, we have weapons there. And i see the metal trail heading there. Come with if you want to live." And with that, Budd walked off in search for the Cargo Hold.
Budd saw Isaiah run out of the plane, and continued towards him. When he reached him, he was hiding behind some trees looking at a few people talking. Budd also saw the village, he thought he was the only survivor of the plane. Guess not. "Gameking, I'm heading for the Cargo Hold, we have weapons there. And i see the metal trail heading there. Come with if you want to live." And with that, Budd walked off in search for the Cargo Hold.
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Are you one of them? i can't tell. Please if you aren't tell me what just happened.
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(Gameking, i would try to use " if your character is talking.)
"Listen, the plane crashed. Just follow me." Budd said. He took the stealth way around, to avoid them being not so friendly people. Budd walked to the trail of scraps. "Shhh..." Budd said, there were more of those things. "You still didn't answer my question." Gameking said. "There seems to be a kind've tribe here, they appear to be canabalistic." Budd was still looking at the things. Then, one screamed, louder than the other one, then started sprinting towards the two.
"Listen, the plane crashed. Just follow me." Budd said. He took the stealth way around, to avoid them being not so friendly people. Budd walked to the trail of scraps. "Shhh..." Budd said, there were more of those things. "You still didn't answer my question." Gameking said. "There seems to be a kind've tribe here, they appear to be canabalistic." Budd was still looking at the things. Then, one screamed, louder than the other one, then started sprinting towards the two.
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(Gameking's BIO)
Name: Gameking
Age:13
Where you were going and why: going to meat my parents somewhere else.
What your supplies are: finds a piece of metal and cookies from on the plane.
What your attributes are (2 only): good at aiming a gun from practice with dad and good at sneaking around/quiet.
What your plan for survival is: look for someone else to help cause i don't have a survival plan
Back story: Got onto the wrong plane when he was going to california for a vacation.
(My BIO)
Name: Budd (or Buddster)
Age: 21
Where you were going and why: I was the co-pilot
What your supplies are: Piece of Metal recovered from the plane, Wood stake. (from a convention)
What your attributes are: Good at swinging objects (from baseball) Fast. (also from baseball)
What your plan for survival is: get to the Cargo Hold and get some guns, and build a boat to sail to the neighboring island, Hawaii.
Backstory: Just a regular Co-pilot
Name: Gameking
Age:13
Where you were going and why: going to meat my parents somewhere else.
What your supplies are: finds a piece of metal and cookies from on the plane.
What your attributes are (2 only): good at aiming a gun from practice with dad and good at sneaking around/quiet.
What your plan for survival is: look for someone else to help cause i don't have a survival plan
Back story: Got onto the wrong plane when he was going to california for a vacation.
(My BIO)
Name: Budd (or Buddster)
Age: 21
Where you were going and why: I was the co-pilot
What your supplies are: Piece of Metal recovered from the plane, Wood stake. (from a convention)
What your attributes are: Good at swinging objects (from baseball) Fast. (also from baseball)
What your plan for survival is: get to the Cargo Hold and get some guns, and build a boat to sail to the neighboring island, Hawaii.
Backstory: Just a regular Co-pilot
Re: The Island
What do we do now I'm not good with melee weapons or like some people will call them sticks poles bars and other stuff. gameking grabs a pole that was in the rubble of the plane. He tried hitting one of them but missed. Then he gave up and ran away as far a she could. gameking doesn't know where budd is but he keeps running. He just needs to find a weapon that isn't for strength. He then see's a crate and a piece of the plane and runs inside to hide. Scared doesn't know what to do he huddles down and hopes for the best.
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Budd needed to protect the kid, he ran straight to the abomination. He tackled it, sticking the wood stake 3 times angrily in the abominations head. "The cargo hold appears to be ahead, just stay alert." Budd said. They continued to the hold. It was just ahead. Budd ran up to it. They were all over it. "Kid, what we are going to do is crazy. I will distract them. You run in and grab as many guns or weapons you can." Budd said, he didn't give Isaiah a chance to reply. He was already screaming, running around.
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(It's Gameking)
Gameking ran for a weapon in the middle of the village. Good thing they don't know how to use it. He grabs it and shoots the people chasing budd. It was a semi auto rifle. He shot all in the back except the one that was about to stab budd. He got shot right in the side of the head. There were so many guns in the middle in the fire too. They were not burning though because these people are stupid. I grabbed them with a stick that one of the people threw at me. I got the guns out and got some metal and got some water in the metal bucket shaped. The guns were then cooled now. There were bullets in a crate. It was great they didn't put these in they would have exploded and not been useful anymore. He handed budd a pistol and a semi rifle. Gameking grabbed a shotgun and a Desert Eagle.
Gameking ran for a weapon in the middle of the village. Good thing they don't know how to use it. He grabs it and shoots the people chasing budd. It was a semi auto rifle. He shot all in the back except the one that was about to stab budd. He got shot right in the side of the head. There were so many guns in the middle in the fire too. They were not burning though because these people are stupid. I grabbed them with a stick that one of the people threw at me. I got the guns out and got some metal and got some water in the metal bucket shaped. The guns were then cooled now. There were bullets in a crate. It was great they didn't put these in they would have exploded and not been useful anymore. He handed budd a pistol and a semi rifle. Gameking grabbed a shotgun and a Desert Eagle.
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(Might want to read the story again, it wasn't a village, it was the Cargo Hold of the plane that was ripped off.)
"Kid, you might not want to take the Deagle, it'll break your hand." Budd said, he walked with the kid who was supposedly Gameking. They walked to the main wreckage of the plane, searching for survivors, of course, none. Then, every single person there dead or alive, turned. They all got up, as Budd and Gameking aimed their guns. They started shooting. There was too much. The two ran away, stumbling into a village. The entire place was turned upside down. Zombies were everywhere, villagers were only fending them off with sticks. Budd ran to help. He saved a little kid, who was backing up to a house, three abominations trying to eat him. He hit another with the butt of his gun. It seemed as if the village was almost clear, then a huge scream-like-yell. Everyone looks over to the end of the village, a HUGE abomination started charging, knocking three of the villagers were knocked by. Budd and Gameking ran away, leaving the village.
"Kid, you might not want to take the Deagle, it'll break your hand." Budd said, he walked with the kid who was supposedly Gameking. They walked to the main wreckage of the plane, searching for survivors, of course, none. Then, every single person there dead or alive, turned. They all got up, as Budd and Gameking aimed their guns. They started shooting. There was too much. The two ran away, stumbling into a village. The entire place was turned upside down. Zombies were everywhere, villagers were only fending them off with sticks. Budd ran to help. He saved a little kid, who was backing up to a house, three abominations trying to eat him. He hit another with the butt of his gun. It seemed as if the village was almost clear, then a huge scream-like-yell. Everyone looks over to the end of the village, a HUGE abomination started charging, knocking three of the villagers were knocked by. Budd and Gameking ran away, leaving the village.
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Name:Arin
Age:28
Where you were going and why:Trying to find a terrorist on the plane and was going to kill him
What your supplies are:A 9mm pistol with 7 bullets, and a lighter
What your attributes are (2 only):Stealth(CIA) Smarts(CIA)
What your plan for survival is:Find a group and stick with them
Backstory (a little extra information):In the CIA and top of my class.
Arin suddenly awoke to the sound of gunshots, He turned to his left looking outside the window and the was a boy and a man.The boy was shooting people in rags that were chasing the man. Arin got out of his seat, crouched, and the started to crouch-walk towards some bushes and hid there until a giant abomination busted out from trees.Then followed the boy and the man as they ran away.
Age:28
Where you were going and why:Trying to find a terrorist on the plane and was going to kill him
What your supplies are:A 9mm pistol with 7 bullets, and a lighter
What your attributes are (2 only):Stealth(CIA) Smarts(CIA)
What your plan for survival is:Find a group and stick with them
Backstory (a little extra information):In the CIA and top of my class.
Arin suddenly awoke to the sound of gunshots, He turned to his left looking outside the window and the was a boy and a man.The boy was shooting people in rags that were chasing the man. Arin got out of his seat, crouched, and the started to crouch-walk towards some bushes and hid there until a giant abomination busted out from trees.Then followed the boy and the man as they ran away.
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Budd ran for some help, he recieved none. The whole villlage seemed off. He couldn't really see the plane crash, or the abomination, it was WAY to foggy to see at least 50 feet. The two stopped, they reached the end of the island. The screams and roars of the giant thing stopped. Then started again, but right behind Budd and the kid. Budd turned around, staying as still as possible. He pulled his shotgun out, and shot the abomination on steroids's head. It bounced back, tumbling into the water. Budd and the kid ran off, looking at the giant abomination. It got up, but seemed to be sinking. Then, Budd realized quick sand saved his life...
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As Arin was following behind the two he heard a deep scream behind him and he ducked out of the way of the abomination.He watched it go after the two so he followed it, but it was to fast so he just followed its footprints.When he caught up to it all he could see was the abomination's head slowly sinking into sand.Then he noticed a small and big pair of footprints and so he started to run after the two.
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"WHAT ARE YOU DOING? SHOULDN'T WE FIND SOMEWHERE TO HIDE?" The kid asked. "No, I'm scouting, trying to see where we are." He walked to another side of the beach, here, it was unusually sunny. He looked at the other island, it was barely visible, but Budd knew what it was the second he saw it. Hawaii. If they could make it there, there could be a possibility that there were survivors, and maybe, a way back to North America.
(MY 100th post! WOOOOOO!!!!!)
(MY 100th post! WOOOOOO!!!!!)