Zombie Apacolypse

[Shadowdemon81]

you choose what city you're in, you're character, and you choose your actions, you can run from the zombies, run at the city where the horde is at.... stand your ground, or even try to stop the apocolypse, this is based off of the 28days and a bit 3 zombies mod, and i will give updates on the horde, and i also have a special dungeon, which is where you find the ring, that is when the Dread Lord Campaign begins, there is one Dread Prince in every city, and the one who found the ring is the one who shall defeat the zombies and save Cyrodill, but you must go to the right dungeon for the ring, i will give you a hint, it's south of Bruma.

 

You live for (5) posts as a normal human, but around post 4 or 5, you hear about the zombie apocolypse, and that is where you make your decision, whether you pack up and leave, stand ground, or run straight into the horde

 

The horde starts with one infectee, in The Imperial City, and if you choose Imperial City as your starting point, you meet the zombies sooner that others, in the second post.

 

After the Dread Lord is defeated, it starts all over again, with different characters, and i have a new dungeon where the ring is, and you do it again, just in a different way, and different things that happen, at the end of every part, i choose the new Quickstart, so next time i might say Dawn of the Dead, or The Hive, stuff like that.

 

Q: are we invincible?

A: Heck no! you can die during this, so be careful

Q: what happens when we die?

A: you become a zombie, and no, you do not turn back into a human

Q: when we become a zombie, do we make a new character, or just quit?

A: no, you control your zombie until that round is over, and the Dread Lord is Defeated

Q: Can we just let ourselves die, just to play as a zombie?

A: If you really want to, but i warn you, you cannot turn back, and your character is lost forever

 

Player Layout: (The Parenthesis is where you will put your stuff)

Name: (Exiler)

Age: (23)

Race: (Imperial

City: (Imperial City)

Class: (Knight)

Personality: (will fight)

Weapons (Silver Claymore, Silver Bow and Silver Arrows, Silver Shortsword)

Spells: (all turn Undead and Healing Spells)

OK, it begins..... now!

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I wake up, get dressed, go outside, time to go visit Evreat

5 minutes later

I knock on the door, a man, comes out, a healer by the looks of it

"Sorry sir, Evreat has been very ill of late, please come again later, when he has been cured" he said

"What is he ill with?" i said

"We do not know, but it isn't getting any better, i'm not sure if he will live tomorrow...." he said

"Let me see him" I said

"No sir, no one is allowed in here but ser Exiler" he said

"I am Exiler" i said, i took off my helmet

"Oh, quite sorry, sir!" he said "come right in!"

"Exiileerrrr?????" said Evreat "Heeeeellllppp meeeeee"

I tried all i could, none of my healing spells worked "I'm afraid there is nothing i can do for you, Evreat"

"Then please go," Said Evreat "I don't want you catching what i have"

i go out and go to the Fighters Guild, time for work.......

[sidewingx]

Player Layout: (Has a Elven Short-Sword that his Grand Father gave to him before death. Very poor beyond that. has normal light Clothes, )

Name: (Alexander)

Age: (16)

Race: (Imperial)

City: (Imperial City)

Class: (Fighter)

Personality: (Has many Moral standards.)

Weapons (Elven Short-sword)

Spells: (Healing Spells)

Also HUGE Note: (this is the first time i have ever tried RolePlaying so please be easy on me on stuff, like grammer and spelling and roleplaying itself

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** I make my usual package running route through the city till I come upon a crowd at a house guarded by the city watch.

Guard: Everyone move on or risk arrest!

** As usual my package as most likely illegal i decided to try to go to the back door, and upon knocking on the door a servant answered

Servant: Sorry, but you can't be back here!

Alexander: I have a package though, something about potions.

Servant: Finally it arrives! Since you did such a bad job you get half pay.

Alexander: I got here on time!

Servant: Fine! 75% or nothing at all!

** I angrily grab the coins

Alexander: Next time pay me in advancement.

** I Continued the daily task of delivering packages

Edited May 21, 2011 by sidewingx

[HazardHighlanders2011]

player layout: (Bruma guard armor and shield, silver longsword, steel bow and arrows, 5 each of healing and cure disease potions)

 

name: (Gunder)

 

age: (30)

 

race: (Nord)

 

city: (Imperial City)

 

Class: (Guard)

 

personality: (not afraid to fight)

 

weapons: (silver longsword, steel bow, 30 steel arrows)

 

spells: (none)

 

Note: this is my first time I've done Roleplaying as well.

 

**I received a letter from my alchemist friend in the Imperial City asking me to come see him as soon as possible, he didn't say why, just that it's urgent.

 

**as i reach my friend's house in the Elven Gardens district, i knock on his door, he opens his door and invites me in. "so, what's this about Alvus? from your letter it sounded urgent, what's the problem?"

 

alvus: "Ah, well, see the thing is, my brother Evreat has become ill. what ails him i can't determine yet. buti know he won't last much longer without some kind of aid. so far, all my cure disease potions didn't really work, and now i'm trying to create a new potion that might help."

 

"that's unfortunate news my friend, i hope you can find a cure before it's too late. where is he at right now?" Alvus: "he's currently at his house in the waterfront district." "i think i'll pat him a visit, see how he's doing, i'll be sure to let you know if anything happens." i walk out the door and head to the waterfront.

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Edited November 22, 2021 by Guest

[HazardHighlanders2011]

[OOC] i hope this RP will finally get started soon. [OOC]

[hellsin55]

Player Layout: (An associate of the Mages guild, I wear standard mages robes at the moment. Just starting in the Mages guild, he's not very adept at the different types of magic.)

Name: (Levint)

Age: (19)

Race: (Imperial)

City: (Anvil)

Class: (Mage)

Personality: (Would help anyone in need, even if he has to sacrifice himself doing it)

Weapons (An ancestral staff that summons an Deadric warrior to my aid, a silver dagger)

Spells: (Many lower level Destruction spells and one I made myself. Frost on contact and burning effect for 5 seconds)

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I walk into Anvil's Mages guild, almost instantly being scorned by the head of the guild here.

"Where have you been? We need you to go get us some supplies from the docks." she says angrily, handing me the order slip.

I grab the slip and turning around and going back out the door, knowing that I'm not gonna advance anytime soon.

I head down to the docks and show the dock master the slip and he walks away, returning shortly with a heavy looking crate.

"I don't understand why the guild didn't send more people to carry this." the dock master says. I reply "Neither do I."

I try picking up the crate, only getting it a few inches off the ground before having to put it down again. I curse under my breath and look out the the sea.

A fairly large ship is coming to Anvil, probably a merchant ship coming from lands far away, carrying exotic goods that I couldn't afford.

I start dragging the box back to the guild, the task taking a good 15 minutes.

I open the door to the guild and pick up the box will going down the stairs, almost dropping it when I put it next to the stairs.

I go upstairs to find the guild head having a heated argument with another guild member. I decide it would be best to not get involved and go back downstairs, practicing my magic.