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Over the last 50 years, the world was filled with war and bloodshed, radioactive waves from nuclear weapons caused a virus that turned the world inside out. The radioactive waves had caused humans to turn into zombies, as you enter this new dimension of zombies, your survivor will have to make alliances, break them, find a way to restart the population, or else the human race will forever be extinct. Now, who will you trust, who will you hate? The decision is yours.
1. WCRPG rules apply 2. Your character may cuss, but if so use a asterisk (*) to cover up most of the word. 3. No overpowerful characters. 4. Please no arguing over the OOCs 5. No godmoding
Screen Name: Eiji Name: Jason Age: 20 years Gender: M Personality: Serious and calculating, he is very intelligent and quiet, not talking much but taking matters into his own hands if nessacary. He is a natural born leader, and is compassionate to those in need of help, though he is wary about trusting anyone in the recent events. He holds a quiet sorrow within him though which he doesn't show much. But he is somewhat feral, and mysterious. Crush: N/A, may develop Looks: Weapons: He carries around a sword, a few daggers, throwing knives, and a pistol. History(optional): Jason was the oldest of three kids, his father had died in the war when Jason was just 16 years old, since he was the eldest, he had to take care of the family since his mother was ill. When he reached 18 years old, his mother passed away and that was when the zombies were discovered. His siblings and he had went into the desert to hide away from the zombies, but sadly they got caught in the city. Both of his siblings had perished in the city, and were ripped to pieces by the zombies. So, after two months, Jason found underground caverns in the desert hidden from any prying eyes, so he had explored the caverns and found that they led back to the city if supplies were needed. After awhile, Jason had begun to gather survivors that needed a group and after five months, they nominated him leader, and he had been leader ever since. Theme Song(optional): [youtube][/youtube] Other: N/A
Introduction You clearly are lost, you don't see anything around you except for a twolegplace where there is a gaping hole inside, the folliage around it seems blackened and dead. A chill goes up your spine as you turn to walk away, then you hear a voice, a voice as smooth as silk, as cold as ice, like soft, cold silk blankets are being wrapped around you, "Where are you going... tresspasser?" Turning around quickly, you see the outline of a tom, you can't really see him, but clearly by his posture, he isn't happy with you tresspassing on his territory. His eyes open, a startling icy blue, "Well... are you just going to sit there?" But before you move, you feel a piercing pain in your back as you fall to the ground, blood trickling down your spine, it's the tom! But how did he get there so quickly? "Explain yourself..."
1. No godmoding. 2. If you want a HP in DemonClan, you must be active. 3. Please refrain from using short sentences all the time, yes, I get it, you might be stumped but please try making an effort with you posts. 4. All WCRPG rules apply 5. If you make two characters, please, do not make them mates with each other. Please just don’t do that. 6. If you have a plot for your character, please put it in your ‘Other’ and ask me if it’s ok.
Screen Name: Eiji Name: Jasper Age: 29 moons Gender: M Looks: Personality: On the outside, he is cold, seductive, and imitating. He appears dangerous and calculating, with great leadership skills and a almost cold-heart upon life. On the inside, he is worried and always watching himself, for a great shadow of worry always plagues him, he is secretly kind-hearted, protective, and always shows mercy to his enemies, but in battle, he is brutal. Rank: Leader Crush/Mate: Titanium Kits: N/A Kin: Flame (A traitor to DemonClan, tom deceased), Sandyhollow (ThunderClan she-cat, deceased) History(optional): Will be revealed in RP Theme Song(optional): [youtube][/youtube] Other: He has a curse upon him *Will be revealed in RP*
[font=times new roman]DemonClan *This clan doesn’t believe in StarClan, this is almost like BloodClan, but except they are Semi-Good, males names appear in black and females in pink Leader- Jasper Deputy- Titanium Herbalist- N/A Warriors- (1/unlimited) Taz Apprentices- (0/unlimited) Queens- (0/unlimited) Elders- (0/unlimited) Kits- (0/unlimited)
Name: Bramblethorn Gender: M Rank: Deputy? If not then Warrior Looks(Pic would be nice, if not then description is fine): Personality: Calm, collected, and paitent, he is very kind to anyone. He does have somewhat, a tolerance for almost anything, but if it goes too far, he will put a stop to it. He is very brave and creative with his ideals and doesn't let himself go too far with anything, so he is very careful. Crush/Mate: N/A, May develop Other: His theme song [youtube][/youtube]
Jasper glanced over at his mate, his icy blue eyes like cold pools. He flicked his tail and murmured in his silken, yet cold voice in Titanium's ear, almost like a caress with his words, "Of course." He stood and padded towards the twolegplace, glancing over his shoulder to see if she was following.
He glanced around him, sniffing around for any scent of rat, his icy gaze flashed over to Titanium, "Anywhere were there is prey.. though we should stay away from the twolegs." He turned his head away and continued walking, his tail tip flicked back and forth as he walked, muscles rippling smoothly under his black pelt.
OOC: Accepted IC: Jasper watched Titanium then his gaze flickered to the pile of debris. He crouched down as well, parting his mouth breathing the scents. He crept slowly forward as his icy gaze flickered among the pile of debris, mice were in there somewhere.
Jasper waited in silence, the black tom was absolutely still, like a statue. Then in a matter of a few seconds, the tom's paw flashed out, claws unsheathed as he impaled a mouse and drew his paw back, dropping the dead mouse beside him. He waited again, watching and listening. Then his paw flashed out again, like a blur of lightning, he had successfully hooked another mouse back.
The large dark tabby quickly padded out of the warriors den, his amber gaze flickered among his clanmates, "My apolgies everyone," His ears flicked as he watched everyone in silence.
Jasper swiped his claws through the mass of mice, killing some in the flurry. When he had successfully killed enough mice to make a pile, he glanced over at Titanium, his icy eyes showed no emotion as well as his face, "Are you alright?"
He picked up some mice and turned, walking back towards the camp, remaining eerily silent as he walked, even his paw steps wasn't heard against the ground as he walked.
OOC: Accepted IC: Jason was in the deep caverns in the caves, his gaze flickered among the survivors, huddled near very small fires. As he walked, he thought he heard something in the caverns. Due to being alone for two years before he even made this underground civilization, he still had the feral side to him that seemed normal... at least to him that is. Going off towards the direction, he was tense a little bit.
Jasper walked over to the freshkill pile as well, putting down the mice he had, he turned and walked over to the entrance of his den, laying down. His tail tip flicked back and forth as he gazed off towards the twolegplace, lost in his thoughts.
Jasper glanced over to her, he flicked an ear and murmured, "Nothing important." He glanced away towards the direction of twolegplace again thinking, 'She mustn't know...' There was no sign that he was agitated or uneasy, just the same cool manner that he always used.
