In a twisted world where the zombie virus mutates humans into zombies the lucky few who did not get bitten turned into cats!
Survive, have kittens, rebuild the Ledgendary Clans(Thunder,Wind,River, and Shadow).
The Zombie apocalypse as a cat!
Character Sheet:
Name: (Something pet-ish) Gen: (Male or Female) Type: (Click the link for breeds) Age: 1 week[kitten] Desc: (Fur color, eye color, and other stuff) ---------- Shelter: Roaming Cat ------- Claws: Short and Stubby. Hiss: Not Terrifying.
BE ORIGINAL, Experiment.
Players can interact with each other. Zombies come in the in the night from about 8PM to 4AM in-game. Fill out the character sheet and we will begin!
Name: Tipsy Gen: Male Type: American Polydactyl Age: 1.5 years Desc: black fur with blue/green eyes Shelter: Roaming cat Claws: Short and Stubby Hiss: Not Terrifying Inventory: none
I ask "should we stay and build shelter or leave and search for others"
Name: Cloud Gen: Female Type: Persian Age: 1.5 Years(Adult) Desc: gray, blue, blue eyes Shelter: Bomb shelter Claws: Med size, Slightly sharp Hiss: Not Terrifying
You don't feel badly hurt so you stab them in the head. Soon the last of them are dead. You look at your injury. It's worse then you thought. There is a large cut on your side. It's bleeding badly. Without some kind of help you could probably die soon.
Name: Athorn Gen: Male Type: American Shorthair Age: 1.5 Years(Adult) Desc: (Brown, orange eyes, and longer tail tail) ---------- Shelter: Roaming Cat ------- Claws: mid size sharp Hiss: creepy teeth: pointed ------------- Inventory: Strange metal ball -------------
You place the ball in the hole. The lights come on and the machines start making noises. You can see some food and something strange in a corner.
Name: Tipsy Gen: Male Type: American Polydactyl Age: 1.5 years Desc: black fur with blue/green eyes Shelter: Roaming cat Claws: Short and Stubby Hiss: Not Terrifying Inventory: none
One of them says: "The zombies might come soon so we should make a shelter." The other cats agree.
Name: Fuzzy Gen: Male Type: Brazillian Shorthair Age: 1.5 Years(Adult) Desc: Gray fur, Hazel eyes Shelter: Roaming Cat Claws: Short and stubby Hiss: Not terrifying Inventory:
Name: Tipsy Gen: Male Type: American Polydactyl Age: 1.5 years Desc: black fur with blue/green eyes Shelter: Roaming cat Claws: Short and Stubby Hiss: Not Terrifying Inventory: none
I agree and we put together a shelter with the few things we found we also share 2 of the mice
Name: Tipsy Gen: Male Type: American Polydactyl Age: 1.5 years Desc: black fur with blue/green eyes Shelter: Roaming cat Claws: Short and Stubby Hiss: Not Terrifying Inventory: none
You put together a shelter with the cardboard boxes and eat. You go to sleep. When you wake up you hear zombies nearby.
Name: Tipsy Gen: Male Type: American Polydactyl Age: 1.5 years Desc: black fur with blue/green eyes Shelter: cardboard box fort Claws: Short and Stubby Hiss: Not Terrifying Inventory: glove knife
I tell Sadie to stay there and Zavier and Gann to come with me I take tho knife and fasten a glove like thing with the cardboard with the blade sticking out of it
Name: Tipsy Gen: Male Type: American Polydactyl Age: 1.5 years Desc: black fur with blue/green eyes Shelter: cardboard box fort Claws: Short and Stubby Hiss: Not Terrifying Inventory: glove knife
Not sure what you just said there. From what I understood: You, Zavier and Gann go outside. There are two zombies.
Name: Tipsy Gen: Male Type: American Polydactyl Age: 1.5 years Desc: black fur with blue/green eyes Shelter: cardboard box fort Claws: Short and Stubby Hiss: Not Terrifying Inventory: knife
we pounce one the first one and I claw his face while the second one tries to attack I turn around and we claw his face too Zavier was bitten so we take him back to the fort and lay him down on the ground
Name: Fuzzy Gen: Male Type: Brazillian Shorthair Age: 1.5 Years(Adult) Desc: Gray fur, Hazel eyes Shelter: Roaming Cat Claws: Short and stubby Hiss: Not terrifying Inventory:
He says: "Fine. I'll do it myself. Now go away."
Name: Tipsy Gen: Male Type: American Polydactyl Age: 1.5 years Desc: black fur with blue/green eyes Shelter: cardboard box fort Claws: Short and Stubby Hiss: Not Terrifying Inventory: knife
The two zombies are dead and Zavier was bitten, so now what? (Just so you know, this is an RPG so you don't chose the outcome)
