Zombie apocalypse crossover roleplay:the infested City

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  • Freddy walked into the school he woke up close to keeping his buzzblade out as he looked around the school "huh looks good quality, definitely not used to this place" he muttered to himself noting how shiny the place was before continuing on quietly reaching a classroom opening the door with his fingers over the trigger of his buzzblade then he entered the classroom seeing someone picking at something on the floor "oh hey sir whe.." he started before seeing that the person was eating a corspe only to turn around and lunge at Freddy who smashed his buzzblade into the zombie tearing it apart

    Occ:this rp is about a group of people from various universes being transported to a large zombie infested city each of them immune to the virus for various reasons such as their race or abilities and how they band together to survive as they try to find a way back to their own universes or a way to rid the zombies from the city while they bond with each other during their survival but what happens when the zombies start to mutate becoming stronger and more dangerous. You can have a good or bad morality and you can have any kind of role such as medic or sharpshooter. Real and fan characters from any media allowed.

    Name:Freddy Copper

    Nickname:none

    Gender:male

    Appearance:a fairly tall human male with grey hair and green eyes wear a suit of cage armor along with an assault gasmask (Fallout 4), a large satchel containing scrap items for tinkering with things, a pair of thick leather gloves which are used when dealing with high heat, an odd watch like device is on his belt, has a large backpack for long travel to carry his ammo and weapons and carries a welding mask with him usually but he has a large pink burn in the middle of his face which looks like part of his skin is a dull pink

    Morality:chaotic neutral

    Occupation:was the leader of a gang known as the Scrapheap who where vigilantes also was part of a team called the wasteland alliance

    Role:Mechanic/Repair man

    Universe:Fallout

    Personality:Freddy is a energetic, inventive and brave person who is willing to fight to the very end for his friends and will think up multiple ways of solving a issue with what he has on him but he is mentally unstable sometimes going over the top in a fight or simply going maniacal

    Weaponry:he carries a modified 44 magnum, a railway rifle, a pair of pipes with axe heads welded onto them, a spiked baseball bat, a pair of power fists with heating wires on the knuckles, has a gun that can launch out scrap and a mr handy buzzblade. He makes sure to keep all of his weapons in peak condition

    Abilities:high stamina and durability, quite intelligence being able to make stuff from random scrap, knows how to make bandages and some medicine, knows how to repair alot of types of weaponry ranging from guns to bows even swords, knows some stuff about engines and robotics, quite skilled with his weaponry specifically and his body has the ability to adapt to climates and situations which as a side effect made him immune to diseases and viruses making him immune to the zombie virus

    Crush:none

    History:Freddy is keeping it a secret only telling those he trusts

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    Anastasia


    Gender; female

    Nickname; Ana

    Age; 23

    Appearance; Ana has dark brown hair with green eyes that usually change to a light blue color. She usually wears dark clothing to camouflage herself from other survivors and even the living dead.

    Personality; Ana is quiet and quick. She usually is on the move on around the city, not being in the same place more than a few days. She’s agressive towards the dead, as well as being highly skilled in melee.

    Universe; Skyrim

    Abilities; She’s immune to the virus, she’s quick to adapt to the environment around her, she can see and smell better than a normal human being can. Ana is great in tracking and hunting, knows a lot of different skills in using her weapons.

    Crush; no one

    History; Anastasia comes from a world full of dragon infested grounds, as well a bandits and other evil hunters. She grew up in a city in Skyrim with her mother as her father had died in the Civil War. After being able to move out of the house, she was then transferred into the horrid city.


    I hope this is okay!! I plan on making a few other characters when I have time

  • Occ:accepted

    Freddy looked down at the cut up body then at the half eaten one letting out some sharp breaths "what the F**k, what's going on here" he muttered putting his buzzblade onto his back and pulled his railway rifle out before the half eaten body tried to grab him only to be shot in the head with a spike which he had fired from instinct, dealing with ghouls and raiders lead to that, he looked around the classroom before backing out into the hallway checking around himself constantly as he carefully headed to check the other rooms "this looks like some sorta prewar horror film...zombies I think these things where called" he thought after seeing one of them just stood in the middle of a room having not noticed him

  • Anastasia stood on top of a run down medium sized building. The woman narrowed her eyes through her gun scope, looking down at the ground to see any nearby dead which there hadn’t been any. There was a bag sitting next to her that contained ammo, food, and some other survival tools that she had carried. Once Anastasia knew the coast was clear, she picked up her snipe and started down the stairs on the old building, exiting out of the back area of the building before she started walking. Strapping the sniper to her back before pulling out her machete.

  • Freddy reached the door to the outside and was about to open it before seeing a group of zombies walking around outside it making him duck down slightly "dammit, there crowding around there, fantastic" he thought quickly checking how many spikes where in his rifle (around ten) before pulling out his revolver which had full ammo making the wastelander chuckle "eh might as well try, those movies usually have a virus cause this, hope my adaption blooming works" he muttered quickly getting up and kicking the door open firing the revolver at six of the zombies letting him quickly rush past the group followed by him quickly turning and firing some spikes at them as he attempted to reach a nearby building, he intended to quickly run through it and continue to another building to slow their chase attempts

  • As she was walking, the female suddenly tended and stopped after hearing gunshots off in the distance. A smile played across her features, she hated being near other survivors, having encountered them as being crazy and even trying to kill her. The female then started walking again, gripping the handle of her machete.

  • Freddy jumped through a window rolling briefly before aiming his rifle around himself allowing him to see that there wasn't any of the walking corspes around in this building allowing him to let out a sigh followed by him crouching down briefly to reload the rifle quickly along with his revolver, he used up nearly all the spikes in his rifle and two loads of ammo while running away from the zombies, he looked out of a nearby window seeing multiple patches of zombies stumbling around near the building "F**k sake, if only this was the Mojave, I would know where to go" he muttered deciding to check the upper floor carefully with his rifle and revolver away and his buzzblade out "don't want to attract too many of those things"

  • Ana continued to walk, keeping her gaze sharp as she glanced around cautious to make sure none of the dead decided to jump out at her. She kept a quick pace, eager to get out of the area that she was already in to not be noticed by any other survivors. Though she slowed her pace after walking several paces after seeing zombies starting to crowd around a building. The frown flickered across her features again, not liking the sight of this. Anastasia kept quiet then, not wanting any of the dead creatures taking notice of her.

  • Freddy looked around upstairs searching around for anything that would tell him where he was or what's going on but unluckily...or luckily to him there was just a lot of random scrap and junk materials "good for supplies, too bad I won't be able to get out ea..." he muttered slightly annoyed before stopping when he remembered something he could make to help him escape followed by him grabbing a glass bottle he saw along with a cloth pulling a small metal container from his bag pouring a brownish black liquid into the bottle and stuffed the cloth in the top "I need to remember about this more, it's quite helpful" he said walking back down the stairs only be stopped by a zombie which he proceeded to grab and throw out of a window

  • Anastasia stopped again, hesitating. What if someone was stuck in there? She saved a few people before, but she never knew the outcome of who they were going to be and their reaction. After a few moments, she started for the crowded zombies, gritting her teeth to show the tension of her jawline. The woman moved to take out a few of the dead, impaling them in the head quickly. She kicked a few away as they neared her before taking them out. Once she had done so, she entered the building. Though she was still quiet as she didn’t want to yell out for anyone.

  • Freddy calmly put his new molotov in his bag just incase he needed to use it as he slowly walked down the stairs with his buzzblade out which he smashed into a zombie's head spraying blood everywhere "these guys aren't too bad when they come one at a time" he muttered cautiously as he dislodged his buzzblade before hearing the door open causing him to hold his weapon at the ready to use against a possible hostile opponent "is it a human, the zombies don't seem to open doors like a normal person" he thought ready to fight if need be

  • Anastasia slammed the door behind her to keep anymore of the dead flooding him. She suddenly stopped and tensed when she heard someone speak. The female stayed quiet, holding her machete up and ready to attacking as she slowly made her way towards he voice. Ana took notice of a tall man to also see his weapon ready to attack. She didn’t relax just yet, not knowing if this man was crazy or not.

  • Freddy continued down the stairs stopping when he saw another person, she was holding a machete and seemed ready to fight if needed, he kept his guard up but relaxed slightly "another survivor I guess, your not rotting or trying to eat me" he said calmly looking around briefly trying to see if anymore zombies had entered the building at all seeing nothing then he briefly walked past the other human to look out the windows with his buzzblade still in hand "or are you insane and intend to kill me with your machete" he added remembering experiences with raiders from the wasteland

  • Anastasia blinked in slight surprise from his comment, watching as the man walked past her. He looked different than any other survivor she had seen. Though the woman remained quiet, only looking at him before lowering her muchete after a couple of moments, shaking her head. “No, I’m not insane.” She said with a huff, having a strong foreign like accent.

  • Freddy nodded with his buzzblade still in hand turning towards the stranger calmly "well that's good, I've been stabbed too many times to count" he said casually putting his buzzblade away to pull out his railway rifle checking it's ammo briefly looking out of the window afterwards, he didn't want to be snuck up on by these zombies, he looked back towards the stranger and chuckled "glad to see someone sane is still living, didn't want to encounter more crazies" he added

  • Anastasia lowered her machete, though still gripped it as she continued to stay cautious. He was right, they did need to take out more zombies to get out of the building. The female turned back around, positioning the bag and her sniper before moving to head out of the building, taking out any of the nearby dead. She was silent still, not sure about this man. Though she hated being alone truly, and wasn’t somewhat glad she found someone still sane herself.

  • Freddy watched the stranger start to leave and followed firing railspikes at any undead that came close to him or the stranger making sure none of them came close "where too stranger, there has to be somewhere with less zombies" he asked as he quickly put his rifle away and pulled out his spiked bat to bash in the heads of the dead followed by him spotting a odd twitching undead further away, not close enough to sense them, he shook his head briefly as he pulled a pipe axe out to decapitate one of the zombies "i don't care where as long as it's away from that strange zombie" he said calmly