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Tickles:
Notes: I noticed that there is a zombie RP already made, and may or may not have started yet, but I have been planning this for about a month already, so here is my alternative. Hope you guys enjoy it as much as I have planned it.

OOCC

Profiles
Plot: In the year 2020, the world was at the brink of scientific progress, and peace throughout. All the worlds leaders came together to sign one last treaty that would unite them as one nation. This would be the day marked as "New earth." On March 12, 2020, a week after the peace signing, an odd weather pattern began to blanket the earth, a dense fog that blocked out the sun, bringing nights of endless cold, and days of limited vision. This was not the only misfortune, as reports came from all over the world of gruesome murders, and strange figures walking about, the day the dead have risen from their graves, disrupting the new found peace, and plunging the world into chaos once again.

With the world a mess once again, there is a shining hope in the pacific ocean, an island hidden among the fog, Perfection Isle. People flocked to this place in hopes of escaping the plague, bringing supplies to build a new home. It has been 10 years since then, and the people built a city on the island, but this is no different than an other, the zombie apocalypse has spread there.

Only a handful of survivors remain, trying to make the best of what they got, and avoid the hellish horde at every turn. But no one can survive a zombie plague.
Map:

Downtown area- The center of business and the location of the town hall. It's scattered with abandoned office buildings and shops.
 
 ~Town hall: When the wave broke out on the island, this place was fortified. It was in vain as the zombies still got through, and all lives were lost. Now it is a catacomb of the last defense of the island rumored to house a number of weapons and valuables.

 ~Al's Hardware- Old Al has fortified his store and offers aid to the other survivors in return for supplies. The entrance is located on the roof, as zombies have trouble climbing up a ladder for some reason.

 ~Super Duper Mart: The large grocery center that is almost gutted clean. Survivors head here to see if they can find any food scraps around, while also trying to avoid the zombies.

 ~Library: The fortress of books next door to the tow hall. Rumors say that schematics for great devices may be found here.

 ~Miscellaneous office buildings and other: Thought nothing special about these places, except the possibility to find supplies in them, they can be claimed as a rest area.

-Residential Area: The scattered houses where people once lived. Nearby is the School which would hold all grades, and the ruins of the hospital, police station, and fire station.

 ~School: A large place that taught everyone from children to adults. The rooms may have some useful items, if you don;t mind the occasional zombie teacher.

 ~Fire and police station: Not much to look at, but these places have the best security systems on the island. A weapon or two can be found at the police station, and fresh water can be grabbed from the fire station, if someone can get the generators to run.

 ~Hospital: Random medical supplies can be found here, but none dare to enter since the place is pitch black, and a hotzone for the undead.

-Forests: Trees, trees, trees The only good these places are for is to find kindling and provide cover.

-Beach: The sandy part of the island, it is home to the pier and surf shack.

 ~Pier: A graveyard for boats left behind by their owners. Some of the boats may have useful supplies, others are on the verge of sinking, and others may have an unwelcome guest.

 ~Surf Shack: Peter Bro used to live here, but no one has seen him since he went out surfing in the fog. There is nothing really special about this place except that freshly cooked fish are found from time to time with a note that says, "Order up".

-Mountain: The highest poiunt on the island. Though no zombies can traverse the massive, it is a dangerous trek that can take your life with a random rock slide and fall to the hard ground below.

-Lighthouse: The one light on the island that constantly points to the town hall, keeping the area well lit. No one knows who is keeping the light going, but they are sure that it will burn out one day.

*Please don't mind the crude map, if someone can design a better one, PM me and I may reward you in the RP.
Rules:

1. NO godmodding. You are not all powerful, and can't do the impossible.

2. Use proper grammar and spelling at all times. In the case of dialogue, you may write in any style you wish so long as it is readable.

3. Posts must be at least a paragraph long (4-5 sentences). An short posts will be notified, and failure to comply will result in the premature death of your character, and possible ban from the RP.

4. As with a zombie RP, you can make as many characters as you wish, but you can only control one character at a time. If you get bored with your current character, kill them off and make a new one. Note, all items obtained by one character do not carry over to the next.

5. Be creative and have fun.

JerryEDIT: Approved

Tickles:
We begin on Perfection Isle. A man of mature age is hanging a sign over the roof of his store reading "Al's hardware, open for business! Trade, Trade, Trade! Climb the ladder and head inside for more details." He tosses a rope ladder over the side and secures it. The creatures down below take kindly to it, and start to tug on the foreign object, but fail to detach it. One attempts to climb the familiar item, but can't get a leg up. They eventually give up.

Guess you poor souls can't climb a simple ladder. Well, good news for me then.

He takes a look into the sky, pulls out a book, and takes a seat on a chair, reading up on hammers and uses through the ages.

Hmm, this gives me an idea. Yes, that can work.

With his new found excitement, he heads down into his store, the safest place on the island, and begins to build a new weapon.

dreadknight:
Somewhere in the Residential Area, a man sits looking out a window on the second story of an apartment complex. All the lights are off, partly because it provides cover, but mostly because the building doesn't have any power. The whole cover thing is just a bonus, the man supposes.

The man looks around his sparse living quarters. It's not the best place, but at least it's free of any undead. Over in the corner there are some bunched-up blankets, acting as a makeshift bed. I once slept on a cold hard stone floor in an Armenian prison cell, so I ain't complaining. he thinks to himself. Over on the opposite side of the room is where the rations are kept. A few bottles of water and cans of different kinds of preserved food, mostly cans of beans. On that same wall is a door leading to a small bathroom, which contains a sink, a mirror, a toilet, and a bathtub that hasn't seen use in years. Over by the window, which happens to be his favorite place to sit, is where the man keeps his ammunition, although most if not all of it has been depleted already. I swear, if those damn zombies try to rush me again... he thinks to himself, clenching his fist as if readying to punch something. On the opposite side of the room, facing the window, is a door, which opens up into a hallway lined with a few other doors just like it. Well, almost just like it.

From the inside, the door has been heavily fortified. Five different kinds of locks ensures that no one will be getting in. And if they do, they won't be leaving in one piece. the man thinks to himself.

He sighs. As much as he likes to act like he'd kill any trespassers, the honest truth is that he'd be happy for some company. Any company. He looks down, shakes his head in despair, and goes back to watching the clouds.

The-Blades-slave:
  I kind of wish the zombies would hurry up and kill me thought Tanu as he brought his axe down hard cleaving a zombeis head in two. He then watched as the zombies broke through the fortified window of the building he was hiding in.  he brought out his lighter put it to one of the boards and then laugh at what he just popped into his head. thinking out loud he shouted

"Burn in hell zombies!"

He then resumed watching and almost puked when the smell of burning and rotting flesh carried into the room. he heard a loud crack come from behind him and spun around to see a zombie a little bit bigger then the rest coming through the now shattered door. Acting on pure impulse  he hurled the axe, and it made a distinct thud as it imbedded it self in the zombies skull. the zombie, not dead just momentarily stunned, fell over. Tanu charged across the room and placed one boot on the zombies neck, placing the other boot right beside the zombies ear on the floor, he grabbed his axe handle and pulled it out of the zombies  head. then pressing his boot boot on the zombies neck down hard he swung his axe and finally finished off the zombie. He then rushed out the door Axe clutched in both hands, buried lighter in his pocket and began running from the hellish horde of zombies behind him hoping to find a refuge from them.

Aquashin:
In the Downtown Area, near the Residential Area, at a super market, a military woman was getting in to check arround for supplys, she knew that if she found anyone, at least they would have a secure place with supplys to be. She goes in thought the back door and closes it behind her, she makes her way into the supply shelfs as she sees some walkers on the corridors, she grabs hold of her Military Knife that was a bit longer than most knifes and sneaks up on the zombie, stabbing its head with the knife, making it fall down now completly dead, her training in the military in sneaking was working out on this zombie apocalipse when there was only few or one zombies.

With the time she had been dealing with zombies, she noticed that their head was their weak point, only one stab of a knife meant death. (i got this from The Walking Dead series, if its wrong please say so)

After 20 minutes she had cleared the zombies in the corridors, as she starts dragging them outside... After another 30 minutes she manages to get all the bodys outside and goes back in, barricading every entrance heavyly except the one she got in through which she did more lightly, then comes back looking at the supplys to see if they were all still good to eat, luckyly they still were, she goes to a fridge and takes out a beer, pops it open and drinks it as she looks outside through the front's windows.

"when will this end?... im tired of this allready...i need to find some survivors and bring them here..."

she sighs as she goes near the windows at the entrance and only keeps her head showing as she sat down and kept drinking the beer, resting a bit

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