In this rpg you set to the greatest challenge of mankind: Food! In 2030, a nuclear bomb is sent into the sun, thus the explosion creates a new atom, Foodium. The whole sun is turned into foodium, and the explosion fires foodium in all directions, landing on every planet in the solar system. Apparently, If enough foodium particles hit you, you will turn into a food zombie, or fombie for short. Now, the whole earth's food, living creatures, and humans have turned into fombies. Except for the survivors, which in this case is you. You have prepared your machete, backpack, and go in search for other survivors, and know the worst will come.
Name:Phillip Osprey Gender:M Age:29 ---------- Job:Business man SP: Persuasion:10 Strength:5 Endurance:5 Agility:12 Accuracy:8 Intelligence:12 Luck: ---------- WP: Blade:5 Blunt:5 Pistol:6 Sidearm:5 Rifle:3 Machinegun:4 Explosive:2 ---------- Inventory 5/100:Uninfected food(6), Disinfectant(1), Gasoline(1), Glock 17(2), Glock Mag(2) Hunger 100/100 Sleep: 100/100 Equipped weapon:Glock ---------- Equip the Glock and say 'Lets go this place could be filled with fombies any moment now.
Character sheet Name: jack monaj Gender: male Age: 35 ---------- Job : Air Space Scientist SP: Persuasion:10 Strength:5 Endurance:5 Agility: 5 Accuracy: 10 Intelligence:15 Luck: ---------- WP:30 Blade: 3 Blunt: 3 Pistol: 4 Sidearm: 4 Rifle:5 Machinegun:4 Explosive: 7 --------- Inventory: Hunger: Sleep: Equipped weapon:
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(Scientist:+2 Intelligence) You just finished preparing your backpack and machete, and go outside."Ahhh.. the fresh air. Finally. I'll kill those darn things. You get in your car, and drive to the Research Center. I'll search for survivors and supplies here. Places to searchMax 2) -Supply room -Office desks -Briefing room -Prototype room -Testing room ---------- Name:Phillip Osprey Gender:M Age:29 ---------- Job:Business man SP: Persuasion:10 Strength:5 Endurance:5 Agility:12 Accuracy:8 Intelligence:12 Luck: ---------- WP: Blade:5 Blunt:5 Pistol:6 Sidearm:5 Rifle:3 Machinegun:4 Explosive:2 ---------- Inventory 11/100:Uninfected food(6), Disinfectant(1), Gasoline(1), Glock 17(2), Glock Mag(2),Machete(1) Hunger 100/100 Sleep: 100/100 Equipped weapon:Glock 17 Johnny-Revolver-Sharpened Knife
The two of you quickly run out and get in your car, but you see one of those fombies inside. ---------- Name: Mort Gender: Male Age: 27 ---------- Job: Spy/assassin SP:0 Persuasion: 5 Strength: 5 Endurance: 10 Agility: 10 Accuracy: 10 Intelligence: 8 Luck: 2 ---------- WP:0 Blade: 10 Blunt: 2 Pistol: 10 Sidearm: 2 Rifle: 2 Machinegun: 2 Explosive: 2 ---------- Inventory(10/100:Uninfected food(7),Disinfectant(1),Uzi Mag(2). Hunger:200/200 Sleep:200/200 Equipped weapon:Sharpened Knife Team(Max 8): Frank-UZI-Machete
The two of you get to the bomb shelter. You drive the car, and on your way, a fombie appears from no where on your windscreen, moaning. It smashes its hand through the window.
You keep a hand on the wheel, not to smash into any obstacles, while you take out your knife and slice at the hand, the hand manages to grab hold of you, but Frank slices the hand off. You continue driving, and arrive at the bomb shelter. "Beth could be inside, I know the code to get in. He turns a big metal crank on the vault, with 20 numbers on it. "3...18...11...7...16...9..."It opens, and inside is a very large room, with at least 50000 cans of food, another smaller vault, and... Beth! "Oh my god!! I was soooo worried about you! They both run to each other. "Listen, everything is going crazy, the sun, it's dimming out, we need to find a way to stop it, I don't know... listen, Mort, get inside the weapons vault, you find everything there, I'm just going to eat. You enter the smaller vault, and find a good amount of supplies for everythin, chainsaws, plenty a mag, RPGs, grenades, all sorts of weapons, its a weapons galore! Pick one. -RPG Launcher(4), RPGs(10) -M16(3), M16 Mags(5) -Flamethrower(5), gasoline(15) -Mossberg Maverick(3), Maverick Shells(5) Pick one. -MP5(2), MP5 Mags(3) -SMG(2), SMG Mags(3) -Beretta 92(2), Beretta Mags(4) -PP 2000(3), PP 2000 Mags(3) -MAC-11(2), Mac Mags(3) Pick One. -Swiss Dagger(1) -falchion(3) -Claymore(3) -Katana(3) -FireFighter axe(3) -Warhammer(5) -Mjolnir(Just Kidding!) -Claw Hammer(2)
You pick out the Mossberg shotgun, MP5, and the swiss dagger. You finished packing what you can get, but you hear screaming, and you go out of the weapon vault, and see the can of food have turned alive. "All the food is alive!" Beth screams. "It must be infected as well!' Frank speaks. You quickly get out your disinfectant and spray it at the can of food. It dissipates into thin air. *Phew* "It was about to eat ME..." Frank says. "The food here is infected too. That disinfectant must beable to disinfect the zombies too. Hmmm... theres some disinfectant in the weapons vault. You should pack some." You enter the weapons vault, and notice a small box of disinfectant spray. You take a bottle, and get out. "Hmmm...our food is infected, we need to get out of here, we wont survive. But I know a food facility which the building is safe from anything.
Character sheet Name: jack monaj Gender: male Age: 35 ---------- Job : Air Space Scientist SP: Persuasion:10 Strength:5 Endurance:5 Agility: 5 Accuracy: 10 Intelligence:15 Luck: ---------- WP:30 Blade: 3 Blunt: 3 Pistol: 4 Sidearm: 4 Rifle:5 Machinegun:4 Explosive: 7 --------- Inventory: Hunger: Sleep: Equipped weapon:
There was a problem with ag or something, if you see me post and youre not there please check the first page, cuz it was sent to the back for some reason. ---------- Name: Mort Gender: Male Age: 27 ---------- Job: Spy/assassin SP:0 Persuasion: 5 Strength: 5 Endurance: 10 Agility: 10 Accuracy: 10 Intelligence: 8 Luck: 2 ---------- WP:0 Blade: 10 Blunt: 2 Pistol: 10 Sidearm: 2 Rifle: 2 Machinegun: 2 Explosive: 2 ---------- Inventory(27/100):Uninfected food(7),Disinfectant(2),Uzi Mag(2), Maverick Shotgun(3), Maverick ammo(5), MP5(2),MP5 Mags(5), Swiss dagger(1) Hunger:195/200 Sleep:195/200 Equipped weapon:Sharpened Knife Team(Max 8): Frank (100/100)-UZI-Machete Beth(100/100)-MAC-11-Combat Knife George-None(120/120)-Sharpened Claymore
The three of you get in the car, and arrive back at work. You quickly enter so no one sees you. You go downstairs to the electricity room, and see tesla coils, computers, all sorts of things. you notice a small head popping out from a nearly closed cupboard. You open the cupboard, and the man inside screams. He nearly hacks off your head, but you dodge. "Oh my god, I thought you were one of them. I ran out of ammo for my gun and I only have my knife. Also my food today got crazy and attacked me for some reason. Whats up with that? By the way, names George." + George
"Ohh dear. The food must of been infected too when the sun started emitting strange particles. We were just researching on the sun, doing some stuff, but then all of a sudden it turned strange, it became larger by a few times, and its colour, red-like then lighter, and we used an X-ray scan on the sun, and saw rainbow like particles everywhere! Thats when I stopped, looked around, and my fellow scientists were ... green! I always carry my Magnum, so I shot them in the head, they all went down except one, but then I found out I was out. So I grabbed a Claymore, and slashed its head off. I can build something, but I need a gun, a specific "Gold Browning", and I also need you to keep me safe while I make it. this Browning can be found at the local gun museum, anyway, I'll get prepared."
