Humanity has always overturned the bad events that have happened to them in the past. Natural disasters, diseases, hunger, prosperity, and many more problems that have risen in the past. Humans succeed at anything they try for, and when they do, its such a huge morale boost to the world when something is done right, like when the first man set foot on the moon. Yes, it was in America and the American president made this his dream, but it was a global success.
Humanity usually finds a way to surpass something that could possibly destroy the world and all the effort put into it to make it the way it is today.
Now, a disease spreads once more, worse than any other plague humans have ever faced. It doesn't just kill. No. It goes beyond destroying the memories and souls of the humans, and brings them back to such a demonic state. They turn into mindless zombies, who stagger and lurch in the streets and feed off of the living.
Doctors have tried to find cures, but most think it is a waste of time and believe everyone should just accept what is happening and give up and get eaten. Not you. Not your organization. Or what it used to be.
You were a lab assistant for a company that was called NecroBorgia Labs. Its a corny name, and you never really thought you belonged there, but you ended up there anyways. They had maybe 100,000 workers there, and they all were always trying to create a vaccine. You thought they were stupid for creating it, and asked them why they made it, but they always told you that you and the rest of humanity needed it one day. You thought it was a ridiculous thought, but you never questioned any more after they told you that. Its not like you cared, you were getting payed $700 an hour just for standing around and making sure people didn't blow up in your face after they drink or inject a vaccine. But now you know exactly why they told you about the vaccine and why it would save humanity.
Here you are, standing in the middle of an empty apartment. You have no items, no friends you know who are alive, and no idea what to do next... or do you?
Character Sheet
Name: (Anything) HP: [100/100] Inventory: ---------- Companions: ----------- Strength: (Add 15 points to any of these stats) Agility: (Chances to dodge attacks from zombies/bandits) Accuracy: (Heightens the chances for you to hit your target) Searching: (Heightens the chances for you to find things) Survival: (The higher this stat, the longer it takes for your hunger/thirst/sleep to decrease) ---------- Hunger: [100/100] Thirst: [100/100] Rest: [100/100] -------
Name: Sergie HP: [100/100] Inventory: Bottled Water/$230/a bag of chips/Pepsi Max/Pocket Knife/3 pieces of 2x2 wood/1 hammer/Spas-12[no ammo]/Doritos/bottle of water/Worn Lighter/Glock[no ammo]/machete/*M16, 1 mag ---------- Companions: ----------- Strength: 3 Agility: 5 Accuracy: 3 Searching: 1 Survival: 3 ---------- Hunger: [83/100] Thirst: [83/100] Rest: [83/100] Time of Day: Morning
"Alright, alright..." I say. "I have no idea how it came to be. I was about to be let into this place, when a ton of zombies simply came. I don't know why they came, though. If you shoot me, there will be no more knowledge of the antidote."
Name: Sergie HP: [100/100] Inventory: Bottled Water/$230/a bag of chips/Pepsi Max/Pocket Knife/3 pieces of 2x2 wood/1 hammer/Spas-12[no ammo]/Doritos/bottle of water/Worn Lighter/Glock[no ammo]/machete/*M16, 1 mag ---------- Companions: ----------- Strength: 3 Agility: 5 Accuracy: 3 Searching: 1 Survival: 3 ---------- Hunger: [83/100] Thirst: [83/100] Rest: [83/100] Time of Day: Morning
"I've worked at a lab where we've been researching and making antidotes." I say. I tell them what I remember of the ingredients.
"I've already been checked, and no antidote was found on me. Anyways, I was not allowed to take an antidote with me upon leaving the lab, so I have no antidote."
Name: Sergie HP: [100/100] Inventory: Bottled Water/$230/a bag of chips/Pepsi Max/Pocket Knife/3 pieces of 2x2 wood/1 hammer/Spas-12[no ammo]/Doritos/bottle of water/Worn Lighter/Glock[no ammo]/machete/*M16, 1 mag ---------- Companions: ----------- Strength: 3 Agility: 5 Accuracy: 3 Searching: 1 Survival: 3 ---------- Hunger: [81/100] Thirst: [81/100] Rest: [81/100] Time of Day: Afternoon
"He just told us how to make an antidote. Now can we kill him?" Says the officer to your right.
"No. Take him inside. We will give him what he needs to make the antidote."
"No! We don't know this man! What if he tries to kill us all? He already lead the zombies here! I don't care if he denies it! 5 minutes after he drove here, five HUNDRED zombies came after him! I'm not gonna be killed because of this... this... thing!"
"Are you implying that he's not human, Blake?"
"No!" Blake shouts. "He's not friendly though! Trust me! I think he's somehow working with the zombies! Do you see any marks or wounds on him? The zombies only killed our men, they didn't attack him at all. What do you say to that?!"
The officer questioning Blake's judgement then turns towards you. "Well?"
Name: Sergie HP: [100/100] Inventory: Bottled Water/$230/a bag of chips/Pepsi Max/Pocket Knife/3 pieces of 2x2 wood/1 hammer/Spas-12[no ammo]/Doritos/bottle of water/Worn Lighter/Glock[no ammo]/machete/*M16, 1 mag ---------- Companions: ----------- Strength: 3 Agility: 5 Accuracy: 3 Searching: 1 Survival: 3 ---------- Hunger: [81/100] Thirst: [81/100] Rest: [81/100] Time of Day: Afternoon
"Okay, that's it. I'm sick of his attitude." Blake approaches you, and attempts to bunt you in the head with the butt of his gun, but you dodge it, and push him away and he drops his gun. "RaaaAAAAHHHHHH!" He yells, as he charges at you, trying to tackle you. You dodge again, and as he falls to the floor after missing, you kick him in the butt. He gets up again, with his face extremely red. "SOMEONE. DO. SOMETHING!" He yells in anger.
Name: Sergie HP: [100/100] Inventory: Bottled Water/$230/a bag of chips/Pepsi Max/Pocket Knife/3 pieces of 2x2 wood/1 hammer/Spas-12[no ammo]/Doritos/bottle of water/Worn Lighter/Glock[no ammo]/machete/*M16, 1 mag ---------- Companions: ----------- Strength: 3 Agility: 5 Accuracy: 3 Searching: 1 Survival: 3 ---------- Hunger: [81/100] Thirst: [81/100] Rest: [81/100] Time of Day: Afternoon
I attempt to pin him on the floor. I yell softly (???) "Dude... Chill... Out..." Then return to my normal voice and say "I won't let you go until you calm down. Be happy that you are alive, be happy that there are no zombies around."
I tell the other men. "I think Blake is a zombie. In our studies, they say that this is the first step of infection... rabid anger."
Name: Sergie HP: [100/100] Inventory: Bottled Water/$230/a bag of chips/Pepsi Max/Pocket Knife/3 pieces of 2x2 wood/1 hammer/Spas-12[no ammo]/Doritos/bottle of water/Worn Lighter/Glock[no ammo]/machete/*M16, 1 mag ---------- Companions: ----------- Strength: 3 Agility: 5 Accuracy: 3 Searching: 1 Survival: 3 ---------- Hunger: [80/100] Thirst: [80/100] Rest: [80/100] Time of Day: Afternoon
You see no signs of infection on Blake. He pushes you off of him. "Keep your filthy hands off me, lab pet."
"Now, now. Calm down Blake, this man is important to us right now. He knows the most about the antidote. More than anyone else here, anyways."
A man comes out that was secretly sent to check for ingredients to the antidote, and says,"Sir! We don't have any ingredients for the antidote! What will we do?"
"Hmm." The head officer thinks. "I know what we will do. We will send a group out to find ingredients for the antidote. Gibbs, Ryan, George, go with Mr. Sergie to find ingredients for the antidote, and protect him with your lives."
"Yes, sir." They all reply.
(Copy + Paste this Gibbs: [100/100] M16[6 rounds], Sandwich, Bottled water Ryan: [100/100] M16 [4 rounds], Radio, 3 Frag Grenades George: [100/100] HMG [2 rounds], Heavy Vest
Name: Sergie HP: [100/100] Inventory: Bottled Water/$230/a bag of chips/Pepsi Max/Pocket Knife/3 pieces of 2x2 wood/1 hammer/Spas-12[no ammo]/Doritos/bottle of water/Worn Lighter/Glock[no ammo]/machete/*M16, 1 mag ---------- Companions: Gibbs [S.W.A.T], Ryan [S.W.A.T], George [HEAVY S.W.A.T]. ----------- Strength: 3 Agility: 5 Accuracy: 3 Searching: 1 Survival: 3 ---------- Hunger: [80/100] Thirst: [80/100] Rest: [80/100] Time of Day: Afternoon
Gibbs: [100/100] M16[6 rounds], Sandwich, Bottled water Ryan: [100/100] M16 [4 rounds], Radio, 3 Frag Grenades George: [100/100] HMG [2 rounds], Heavy Vest
(I was getting to that :P)
You tell the men the ingredients. You need the following: 1 Deathbell (Plant, and yes. Copied that from Skyrim + its an ironic name) 2 Grintalls (Plant) 1 Kelsaline (Dissolving Pill) 4 Vragletails (Bug)
"What? That's gross! Who would use that stuff in an antidote?" Says Ryan.
