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 Posted: Mon Dec 10, 2007 3:52 pm
all of the Monsters and Bad guys from all resident evils group together so nemisis the leaches the monster zombies everything has comeback controled by one mad man who in a way created them all and now they are taking the world and the rp is based around the world not just in one town they travel all over the world not only this for some reason the time lines of the world are colliding people from the past and future are coliding with the presant a small group of people servive the first wave of zombie monsters now known as zombie generals and fight back
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Time Frame:(the time your person is from please dont pickall the same times make them differant it can be anything from the caveman era to some time far in the future)
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Items: (4 each try to make your own dont copy unless you have no choice)
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Please pm me your profiles before you join so i can check them over
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Posted: Mon Dec 10, 2007 3:52 pm
Accepted ProfilesName: Belcoot Age: 21 Gender: male Time Frame: Waring era of japan Apperance:  Weapon(s): Sword in the pic above Skills: skilled with a sword and is extreamly athletic and agile Items: none Personality: Friendly and protective Bio: Belcoot is a strong protective guy who came from some time in the waring eras of japan he was on no poticuler side but was a skilled warrior he now finds himself in the presant where zombies walk the world BlackMoonVampire Name: Aralyn Mai Age:20 Gender:Female Time Frame: Present Day Apperance:  Weapon(s): grenades, 3 handguns, sais, and a rifle(on her back) Skills: Aim, Medical, Excellent markswoman Items: special healing ointments, case of 300 ammo, vodka, matches Personality: very calm and sometimes cruel to "idiots". No mercy for any of the creatures. Bio: Aralyn was raised by a excellent marksman and sworsman who had served in the army. When he was killed by a pack of zombies, she swore to kill them all. She prefers to work alone and has always had a hard time making friends with others. As a memory of her only family, she wears her fathers old dogtags around her wrist. Reapernut Name: Deamon Age: 20 Gender: male Time Frame: A biotic experiment from the past, put in cryogenetic sleep Apperance:  Weapon(s): Machine gun, fists, two custom red and black pistols Skills: Geneticly enhanched strength and speed. Items: none Personality: His personality is a mix of a caring person and a person who can make a joke in the midst of a bad time Bio: He was taken from his parents at 14, and had been held at the umbrella lab until 17, when they started the geneticic 'test' on him, turning him into a mutant, he rebelled, and broke free, wandering the streets and helping those in need. After he was caught in 2000, they stuck him back into a deep freeze, where he was woken when the outbrake began.
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Posted: Thu Dec 13, 2007 7:41 pm
Bang. Bang. BangA blond haired girl with a mask over her face stood over three discolored and disfigured bodies of what used to be human beings. Now they were nothing but filthy bloodsuckers. She placed her handgun back on her belt and continued to search for a decent place to sleep.
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Posted: Sun Dec 16, 2007 7:25 am
"BEGONE" a voice could be heared soutting a young man was attacking the zombies using a sword witch seemed weird for some one of this era he attacked and finished off all of the zombies around him before placing his sword away at his side
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Posted: Sun Dec 16, 2007 6:04 pm
She saw the man, her soft blue eyes almost glowing in the night sky. She began to walk towards him, mask still on her face. She took out her handgun and pointed it to what looked like him and fired. A zombie hit the ground 20 feet behind him. "You need to watch your back stranger...god knows no one can anymore." Her voice was beautiful, like a singer's, but extremely icy...bitter.
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Posted: Mon Dec 17, 2007 10:41 am
hearing the gunshot belcoot drew his sword and pointed it at her
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Posted: Mon Dec 17, 2007 12:20 pm
She waited for him to attack her. Her handgun was pointed at his skull. She sighed and placed the gun back on her belt. She stared, "Beautiful...it's amazzing to see a sword like this in these times...they are usually rusty."
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Posted: Mon Dec 17, 2007 12:53 pm
"Who are you" belcoot asked "and where am i what are those things" he wanted to know
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Posted: Mon Dec 17, 2007 1:00 pm
"I am Aralyn...this is Raccon City and this is a hangun...and...your not fromt his time are you..damn those people."She said the last prt to herself as she took her mask off. She stared at the man and sighed, "Follow me or you may be eaten before the night is over..the hounds and more of these monsters come out at night."
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Posted: Mon Dec 17, 2007 3:06 pm
"how do i know i can trust you" belcoot said to her
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Posted: Mon Dec 17, 2007 3:13 pm
Deamon slid out of the shadows behind a zombie, it turned, and then fell, a bullet hole through its skull, he moved towards two people talking, one looking like this wasnt his era of time "Exuse me...." he said in a gravely voice.
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Posted: Mon Dec 17, 2007 5:50 pm
Aralyn looked at Belcoot, her voice turning icy, "I'm not asking you to trust me...I just don't feel like one of the only human beings around being turned into on of those....monsters...so either follow me or die...wither way...I don't give a damn." She could tell he wasn't from here, and from where he was from, she was pretty sure woman probably didn't act or talk like her.
Aralyn's eyes turned to the newcomer, "Yes?" She asked, her voice still icy.
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Posted: Mon Dec 17, 2007 6:39 pm
"Are you both with the S.T.A.R.S, Police force, or umbrella corp?" he asked, his tone went into anger when he had spoken umbrella, the red eye coverings on the mask making him look mysterious, like a zombie with training.
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Posted: Mon Dec 17, 2007 6:48 pm
"Was on the police force...but they all died."Aralyn mumbled and looked at hi. she could tell he was human, or had been...he wasn't bloodthirsty from what she could feel.
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Posted: Mon Dec 17, 2007 6:54 pm
"Well good, i guess since im one of their little 'pets' that rebelled in 2000 i can help you, i hate them, they created this, and any ugly abomination you see on the streets, i was one of their new war toys, but i guess after rebelling, and being put in cryogenetic sleep it didnt matter..." he murmured.
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