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Welcome To Raccoon City. Population: You. You are one of the distraught survivors of the T-virus outbreak. You've evaded infection, miraculously... or have you? You are lost in what was once a prosperous and quiet city, a typical North American suberb. Now it is a ghastly nightmarish place, from which there is no waking up...... There is several places your character can start: [COLOR=Red][SIZE=2]Raccoon City Zoo:[/SIZE][/COLOR] This fun and exiting zoo has been transformed into a dismal and frightening place, once harboring animals of interest, now harboring only mutated and undead monsters. The animals here no longer respond to anything, only the most basic of needs..... the need to feed. They may no longer need to eat, but they still hunger......And watch out for Oscar the Elephant....he's not so nice anymore...... [SIZE=2] [COLOR=Red]Raccoon City Junior High School:[/COLOR][/SIZE] This once prestegious school is now dirlect and abandoned, like most of the city. Though take heed, it may be abandoned, though not nessessarily uninhabited...... The dead walk here, and there is no escape when you're cornered in the halls..... [COLOR=Red][SIZE=2]Raccoon City Police Department:[/SIZE][/COLOR] This infamous building has been the attention of much throughout the disater unfolding at Raccoon City. Though the long arm of the law has no reach in this city anymore. [COLOR=Red][SIZE=2]Umbrella Corps. Raccoon City Offices:[/SIZE][/COLOR]Ah, yes, of course you could start here, where it all began, a hundred feet below this very spot.... But be forewarned, not all of the monsters spawned by Umbrella's expeiriments have escaped into the city. [SIZE=2][COLOR=Red]East Ridge Hospital: [/COLOR] [/SIZE] This former place of healing no longer possesses that special quality that makes people prefer this hospital to the others. Not it's undead doctors are just [I]dying[/I] to meet you...... and perform their own special surgury on you..... [SIZE=2] [COLOR=Red]Raccoon City Subway:[/COLOR][/SIZE] This noisy and often bustking place has been silenced, the darkness of some corridors hiding more than leaky pipes..... The trains have stopped running, and the silence left behind is deafening. Raccoon City High School: Teachers here are uncommonly strict, and the dicipline heavy, but place one toe out of line now, and you just might be dinner. Uniforms are required to attend school here, as anyone would know. But now those clean halls and decorative trophy cases aren't helping anyone, unless, of course, those trophies are being used as a billy club...... [COLOR=Red][SIZE=2]Raccoon Blue Night Club:[/SIZE][/COLOR] The dancers here are beautiful, and now they're murderous...... Be careful what you touch, it might be the last feel you cop. [SIZE=2] [COLOR=Red]Cityview Apartments[/SIZE]:[/COLOR] Start up here, it's just down from the High School. A lot of people once lived here, and all of them rich. Doesn't look like their money is helping them now......Especially when their being eaten by their neighbor..... [SIZE=2] [COLOR=Red]As a final place to start, you can even start in your own home.[/SIZE][/COLOR] Here's the sign up: Name: Age: Occupation: Starting point: Infection status: ( T-virus + or -) Bio:

Derrek Stood up, and wandereed up the stairs. Thje building was probably unstable, but it's not like he cared. He trips, and he looks up to find somone stareing at him. "Yeah?" "you're human, right?" "No, i'm a robot. Yeah i'm human." Derrek glares at this boy. "Who are you?" "I'm matt. I'm hiding here." "Not much of a place to hide." "Yeah, well, at least i'm not alone....." "True enough." Derrek stands, and his leg oozes. "Damn..... It's going to be awhile before that is fixed..." "what?" "Nothing....." Derrek looks up at the ceiling. [I]Why did i have to be so smart...... why did i help create this technology......??? Why did i not hink of this situation......[/I] Silently, Derrek beats himself up for this plight. His body was organic, but no longer human, so to speak. He was completely synthetic, and had a few robotic functions, like being able to connect directly to computers theough a cord he connected to the com and the back of his neck. He himself had developed this technology, and then met with didaster, and over 95 percent of his body had been damaged. His brain had been copied, all of it's memories, and a complex A.I. had been installed into this body he now had, making him who he was today. He ran on an independent, meaning he had no affiliations with the mech humans....... exept one. his own mother was one of them........ if this post is unsatisfactory, then just have him have artificial body parts... but other wise, i think this is an interesting plot twist...

sorry i've been gone, but there has been several family emergentcies... "Mother!!" Heero cried. "Mother, hat arew you doing here?" "I couldn't just leave my baby boy in this place all alone....." "Mother......" Heero groaned. "I can take care of myself....." "I know..." She looked away, and her brow furrowed. "Heero?" "Yes mother.... I sense it too...." Heero turned to the direction Kagome was facing. "Yeah.. it's real close..." Heero took off into the woods. leaving the others. Some sighed, knowing his tendancy to rush into danger with out thinking was inherited from his father. Heero stops just short of a clearing, watching a man. His long dark hair was pinned up. "Who is that....." he muttered, and caught a whiff of miasma. Heero realized, with startling claririty, [I]that he was starting right at Naraku!!!!![/I]

come now, this sounds rather uninteresting yes, but i belive i will play. it might be worth my time after all.

Life ends, but the body and soul can be returned. Resurrection, Death transcended. Life ends, but vengeance can span for all eternity. Resurrection...revival.... rebirth?whatever you wish to call it. The soul of the dearly departed coming back to life.... or unlife. All of us, we were once alive. Not all of us were human, however. Some were angels, some were devils, and then some were mortals. We were all resurrected... by power hungry monsters that thought they could make us serve them. They were wrong. We wage our war against them. But, our war is a secret. Almost no living beings know of our plight. Each of us possesses the abilities we were most inate with in life, and we have increased our powers in death. We must fight against this force of evil, of darkness, and the powers that violate the dead. Regardless of our past life, that has ended. We are now fighting to end the making of existences like ours. To end the suffering for eternity. Our fight will last for eternity if we do not end the war. Life ends, but we have returned. We are here to fight. All of us met with untimely deaths. We feel that we were robbed of our lives, or wrongly brought back. We have not the heart to return to the grave, or the courage to die again. We are not among the merciful, or at least, not often. We sometimes are only wanders, stopping evil as it stands, or causing it, if only to amuse ourselves. We do of course; have the rest of eternity to wander. But, the evil that tried to make us serve it is back, and trying to take us once more. But, some of us try not to participate, some of us try to ignore this fight, and continue on with some semblance of a normal life. But, friends grow old, and die. Everyone always constantly has to run away from a life they start, in order to hide their truths. We are among the ever living, the ever walking dead. Okay, here's what I want: Name: Age: Date of birth: Date of Death: Date of Resurrection: Details of life: Details of death: Details of Resurrection: Powers: Weapons: Appearence: Okay, there are several types of walking dead. Here they are: Reinhabited Corpse: The corpse is rein habited by the soul that once was housed in it. The body regenerates to look as it did in life, and is seems to be in perfect health. The blood takes on a syrupy countenance, and the body remains cold, pulse less. Sometimes this reinhabitation is willing, sometimes it is forced. The body is unable to be killed, and regenerates all wounds acquired. People who are revived in this manner experience super strength and agility, super charged senses and an innate sixth sense. Resurrection- A body of clay and graveside soil: The body is revived, from the cremated remains of a person and graveside soil. The person is revived completely as long as the soul has not yet been reincarnated. Otherwise, the body is a useless shell. This kind of revived person is indistinguishable from other people except to those with supernatural powers. There is a faint scent of death that accompanies the body as well. The people who experience this kind of resurrection usually experience some kind of indestructibility, and must absorb the souls of the dead to maintain their existence. Usually, they have their own kind of soul collectors. All people who are like this has keen sixth senses form, and can use their soul collectors to attack and defend themselves. Also, this kind of resurection has variations. Spectral materialization: These spirits are able to manipulate the plasma that is on the spectral realm, of the land of the dead, and are able to make themselves physical beings, though being touched by one of these people often makes one feel like they?ve been plunged into ice water. These people are also able to manipulate the plasma into offensive and defensive capabilities and can usually use their emotions as power as well. Name: Vahn (no last name) Age: Died at 24, is now around 400 to 500 years old Date of birth:some time in the feudal era of Japan, perhaps as early as 1500 Date of Death: Early in the century Date of Resurrection: Estimated to be around 1530 Details of life: In life he was a powerful priest, with sacred powers, but very feminen tendancies. He was often alone, as well. Details of death: He died a tragic death, he had sucombed to a trick, and was slaughtered, trying to protect a freind. Details of Resurrection: His body's ashes were collected by a sorcerer a hundred years after his death, so that he may live, and be a kind of weapon in the war that raged. He was Powers: All the powers of a traditional Priestess plus the abilities to control the soul collectors at his bidding. Weapons: He usually sticks to a bow and arrow, though he uses his soul collectors as well.

Derreck wandered the streets, a state of shock his only companion. His school uniform was tattered, and dirty. When the mechs had attacked, his school had been one of the first targets. He had been one of only a few to escape the darkness and bloodshed. His home had been second, he had lived across the street. [I]BRZZT![/I] Derrek turns, and screams. One of the mechhumans was bounding in on him. "No!!! NO!!!!" Derreck flees, running away from a barrage of bullets. One clips his leg, and he falls. He can hear the clank of the machine. "HELP ME!!!" He screams, as the robot bears down. With a click, it points a gun between the center of Derrek's eyes. They fill with tears. He stares at this monster. [I]I'm going to die.....I'm really going to die.....[/I] he thinks.... His life flashes by in a split second. [I] KABOOM! [/I] The robot's head explodes, from a random pole falling on it.. Derreck scrambles to get away from the now dead machine. "Why did this have to happen to me??" He cries. His leg feeling like it's on fire, he limps away, into a cumbling apartment building. "Oh man..... i have the devil's luck...." He looked down at his leg, and sighed. "Damn. once again, just barely tapped....." Hre sighs, and starts to grow cold, emotionally. "Why didn't i just die?? Don't i deserve it, after all i've done?"

ooc: wow. everyone likes this..... Heero's head was just short of spinning from all that had just happened. The scent of blood and rotting corpses was almost overpowering, even aftyer they've walked a distance from the village. And the angel and Kobe's imaturity wasn't helping. He looks into the sky, feeling homesick. A heavy cloud covering forms, threatening rain. "Hmmm...... so ominous...." Something causes Heero's ears to perk up, and they swivel, tring to pinpoint a sound. "Something's..... coming?" Heero's sensitive ears hear it moving, whatever it was. Suddenly, he hears a scream, and he rushs off through the trees. "Heero! Wait for us!" Heero ignores them, and he halts at the edge of a cliff. "What..." Brfore him, a city looms, it's anchent spires and glass poking from the ground. remanents of an inn could be seen dangleing from the tips. Apparently, a city was buried here, and now it has risen from its tomb, the cliff that heero stood on was new, the ground had collapsed. Heero's freinds catch up, and Heero smiles. "I think we have something in our way...." Orikal sighs. "Great..... You're right Heero. I thought this place had long since been destroyed." "Why? What's so bad about it?" "This place lays on cursed ground. There was a bloody occurence, even I'm not sure what happened. All i know is that every one was murdered, and not just the people. All the animals were slaughtered, too." "Why is it cursed?" Kitra steps in now. "Because... they're not really dead....Merely flesh eat9ing monsters. An unholy presence lingers here... the bodies, they stopped decaying after awhile, right?" Orikal nods. "Yes... it's rather disturbing. Several angels had buried the city usung the power of the Earth Stone.... But we thought that this was just gone." "Apparently, not even angels are perfect." Heero snorts. "Come on, let's get through this..."

Name: ZX-942 "Zee Ecks" Age: 24 Gender: Male Weapons/Abilities: Very strong, very fast, and a technological genious. He was programed to fit in with people, and to be as human as possible. His left arm conceals a gun, as well as a laser cannon, cutting tools, and other appliances.His right arm has several blades which extend from his elbow and his palm, and is used for hand to hand combat He can hover for short periods of time, using some new technology incorperated into his systems. He can link up to computers and mechanical objects,as well as other robots through the use of telepresence functions. He can also communicate through phone lines like this. He has a combat mode, and a combat limiter, which he can release, if the situation is desperate enough. He can also upload any onformation and use it. Personality: He's very polite, and his moods shift from one to another quickly, and he stays apart from the others, being very aloof. People think he's stuck up for this, but he's really scared that he would be found out that he's not cyber-augumented, but really a robot. He's very loyal, and would even die to protect his crewmates. His special talents make his fights seem like a Carnival fireworks display, hence his codename. Appearence: This particular photo is of him and his creator, Dr. Naomi Saji [url]http://www.animeshrine.com/gallery/...nesis/***47.jpg[/url] Biography: Zee is very awkward when it comes ot other people, not only because he is a little shorter than average, but because he is not human, or any other race, for that matter. He was designed, to look human, act human, as well as have many human qualities, such as the need to eat and breathe. He is a bio-mechanical lifeform, and he has some other qualities people dont have, but he is quite a freind, if one lets him. His creator, an ingenious inventor, created him when she was in her twenties, and he is rather like a son to her. He loves her like the mother she is, even after she is injured in an explosion, and her brain is put into a robot body, of her own design, similar to Zee's. Zee was part of a line of artificial lifeforms, each made to be unique, and he was the final one made.

Name: ZX-942 "Zee Ecks" Age: 100 Gender: Male Aliance: Vampires Weapons/ abilities: Very strong, very fast, and a technological genious. He was programed to fit in with people, and to be as human as possible. His left arm conceals a gun, as well as a laser cannon, cutting tools, and other appliances.His right arm has several blades which extend from his elbow and his palm, and is used for hand to hand combat He can hover for short periods of time, using some new technology incorperated into his systems. He can link up to computers and mechanical objects,as well as other robots through the use of telepresence functions. He can also communicate through phone lines like this. He has a combat mode, and a combat limiter, which he can release, if the situation is desperate enough. He can also upload any onformation and use it.] Extra: He has quite a few Vampiric frends, all of them good, or rather, not evil. He often calls on them to help him in a difficult task. Personality: He's very polite, and his moods shift from one to another quickly, and he stays apart from the others, being very aloof. People think he's stuck up for this, but he's really scared that he would be found out that he's not cyber-augumented, but really a robot. He's very loyal, and would even die to protect his few freinds. His special talents make his fights seem like a Carnival fireworks display, hence his codename. Appearence: This particular photo is of him and his creator, Dr. Naomi Saji [url]http://www.animeshrine.com/gallery/...nesis/***47.jpg[/url] Biography: Zee is very awkward when it comes ot other people, not only because he is a little shorter than average, but because he is not human, or any other race, for that matter. He was designed, to look human, act human, as well as have many human qualities, such as the need to eat and breathe. He is a bio-mechanical lifeform, and he has some other qualities people dont have, but he is quite a freind, if one lets him. His creator, an ingenious inventor, created him when she was in her twenties, and he is rather like a son to her. He loves her like the truest freind she is, even after she is injured in an explosion, and her brain is put into a robot body, of her own design, similar to Zee's. Zee was part of a line of artificial lifeforms, each made to be unique, and he was the final one made. However, his creator favored Zee for unknown reasons. His strength is quite astounding, some vampires are jealous. He sided with the vampires to protect the good vampires, and he often eliminates the evil ones himself.

well, my der Odd, you aren't really one to talk. Your sig and avi and screen name say the same thing about you. at least to me.

[quote name='Bloodseeker]No, but lust at first sight sure does. [i]"Goddamn, look at that rack! And that ***! Nice figure! She's got a nice face too! And from what I can see, she doesn't have the air of a complete ***** either! I think that I just wanna..."[/i'] I don't think that its possible to deeply care for somebody when you haven't even so much as said a word to them yet. Maybe something about them atracts you (probably the aforementioned traits if you're a guy), but as for any sort of deep emotion concerning them, its not going to happen right away.[/quote] :laugh: now that's more like it. i'm, like that too, though not always. I lovew personality in a guy, but i also love them being cute. Also, having a large honker is a plus.like the ones that make you go===> :animenose

all this talk of types depressess me. i just want someone to hold me, i suppose, and let that comfort me.

every one has so much to offer.... and i do not. They are telling the truth, however. Listen to their words, but ultimately. let your heart be the one to guide you.

it sounds as if i am wrong... but the years, not only the recent death of my lover have turned me into being cold.

morbid. i love it. but, what time period is it? Name: Kristopher Fuller Age: 19 gender: Male Appearence: Short red hair, and always in an outfot similar to what Kikyo From inuyasha would wear, exept it's black. He also wears black shades and combat boots. Broken personality: He's severly Manic Depresant, and he often cries. He's gay, and he hates himself for it, because people hate him for it. He is a cutter, though usually it's all on his legs. Biography: He used to be in a gang, and he witnesses all sorts of crimes. Drug use also contributes to this.

mmm different thaan i had planned, the children were supposed to be completely human, not robot at all. Kind of like Armatige The Third. but i like it. Different and Creative. Your in.

After welcoming everyone, Heero collects evereyone, even the stragglers that are just now arriving. They relax, and start to have a party. But it would soon be cut short. Heero sniffed the air, his ears twitching. His eyes widen, and he shouts, "Everybody!!!! Scramble!" Heero leaps into the air just in time to dodge a huge root that slams into the ground. "HI!" He shouts, coming down in the trees." CRIMSON REAVER!" There are traces of red light, and Heero come flying out of the trees. "That.... smell...." He groans.... "Just... like that demon...." A huge plant like object emerges from the well. It blossoms, and the flower is covered in razor sharp teeth. "Damn! Everyone! I'll cut it down! All of us need to go! If there's one, several more have come out! We need to get going! The others nod, knowing Heero instinctively knew this. Plus, there had already been several incidents like this already since the hidden well had been discovered. Heero leaps into the air, glowing with the powers of a demon and the powers of sacred origin. " CRIMSON SOUL REAVER!" A bright slash of light come roaring from Heero, the two energies a devastating force. The monster is ripped apart. "HURRY! Into the well!" Inuyasha comes roaring from the well to the present. "We'll join later!" Kagome is ridingf his back, an arrow ready to peirce the many demons that were going to attack. The set of soon to be explorers and saviors jumps down the well, obeying. A few minutes later, they all are assembled near the well, in Gaia. Inuyasha and Kagome depart, saying they'll look after the shrine and the Feudal era. Sango and Miroku follow. "My baby..." Heero's mother hugs him tightly, and kisses his cheek. "AWWW!!! MOM!!!" Kagome laughs, and departs. Inuyasha jeers, saying he loved him and he was proud. Inuyasha left as well, and thus it was only the young ones. Heero sniffs that air, catching the scent of blood. No sooner, a woman stumbles into the clearing, her outfit bloody and torn, and blackened from dirt smudges. "Who.. are all of you??" Heero sniffed again, she was a preistess..... but her robes were different than the one he was used to. "I am Heero, and these are my freinds. You are?" "Kitra." "You are injured....been fighting? Or running?" Kitra begins to tell her story, and the others listen. When finished, Heero growls. "Sniveling humans! They accuse the one that's diferent.... ALWAYS!" Sienna has to hold him back, Heero is going on and on. "LET ME AT 'EM!!!!!" "NO! the last thing we need to do is make enemies!" "I DON'T CARE! LET ME AT THEM!!!" "I said NO!" Seienna hits Heero with her fist, and Heero sprawls on the ground "OW!!!" "I said no!" "Fine...." Heero turns to Kitra. "We'll help you. So you can prove all you want to, as well as your innocence." They others had watched this display of emotion, knowing all to well Heero knew what it was like to be ostrasized for being a half breed. Okay, if you weren't in our group, then you come through the well.

Call me cold, heartless, and a cruel son of a *****, but no, and there will never be such a thing. That is a concept only fools who have never seen what 'love' can do to people can embrace as being possible. Love is something like trust, in how not only is it hard to build to build up, but it is also easy to break But, love is also very hard to break, at times. Trust me. I still love my boyfreind, even though he is dead.

i hardly ever drink, and when i do, not only do i get stupid, i transform into MAN-WHORE!!!!! (just imagine a guyn in a super man outfit with an M and a W on it....) I'm also vindictive, when i am not horny. Every one starts avoiding me after awhile, unless they want to have a one nighter that i won't remember. it's really bad when i drink tons...... i wake up with a hangover from hell and i also usually find myself somewhere i've never been, thankfully usually with my clothes on.

[url]http://www.inu-yasha.themoon.co.uk/index.php[/url] i usually listen only to japanese music, or evanescence. it's all good. by the way, the above link is to a great inuyasha site with awesome music

wow... lol do rust buckets with no salvagable title count? oh, and i can't forget what held it together: duct tape, chicken wire, and the classic and hillariously and outrageously true bubblegum. i wish i were joking, especially on that last one. i'm poor, so sue me.

[QUOTE=Delacroix][SIZE=1]Well, I'm 15...pretty damn sure I'm in love. At least, I hope that's what this feeling is. Heh. The way I feel about my boyfriend is...well, complicated, I guess. While I would not kill myself if he broke up with me or we were forced apart, I would most definitely sacrifice myself for him if there were no other way out. Love is a strange thing and, as Sean said, we?re only teenagers and we go through some very serious hormonal changes during these years. I suggest you have a serious think about your feelings and if you guys are best friends then there should be no problem with discussing how you feel.[/SIZE][/QUOTE] wow.... i wish i were as wise as you are when i was your age. that is so true.

mmm i guess i'm not you're type then..... :animeswea but, i am a smoker, and i admit, it is a kind of turn off when people get rude and smoke in front of you without asking first.

Okay.... let me say this: Forgive me for being somewhat hateful for a moment before i move on to my point of this.... All you ******* homophobes better keep your discrimiatory and vile comments to your selves or i'll flame you! I despise people like you homophobes, and i like hurting you dumb***** solely for fun and mayhem, got that? And i know the only reason you vile and hateful homophobes are like that is because you're too afraid that you yourself might be gay, and are angry for it,so you take it out on people like me. Either that, or you're too ******* scared to come out of the closet so you take it out on me because i already have, *****. okay, now that has been said, let's move on. (i feel better after typing that already... there's this guy i love, though i don't know where his feelings stand. I've comforted him when his girl puts him through unthinkable ****, i've kept him from killing himself, and i've called him when i had a bad drug trip. We've also had sex, though it wasn't really serious. He loves my touch, and my hugs and kisses, and he absolutely loves to lay his head on my leg and let me play with his hair. He's said he loves me, but i still don't know how to react to him when he says stuff about his family being ******* about me calling and that i shouldn't even visit him for awhile It hurts so bad when he says that, and i've been severly depressed, i almost killed myself at school by falling down some stairs on purpose. I don't know what to do right now... and i am so confused and feel so alone. I have my psyche to visit now, but he's a dolt and looks like he has a few issues himself. like he really helps. and to all you people who read this and feel for me, i thank you for your understanding. For all you homophobes who think it's foul and such things, **** off, and why the hell did you read it any way? by the way, kiss this...===> :flasher2: I feel so much better now...... :modrod: like it'll last long though, i'm manic depressive. for those of you i offended with my language, i apologize. [COLOR=DarkRed]Edit: Please watch the language. I had to edit some of the language out of your post. Also if someone flames you please report them to the moderators and do not flame back. Flaming will get you, or anyone else who flames, banned from our message boards. PM myself or any of the other moderators if you have questions concerning this. Thanks. ~Panda[/COLOR]

i know how you feel, i'm in that boat as well. i can't really give you any advice, though i can tell you to be strong, and have hope.