Post by yoshiesdomain on Jul 15, 2009 7:07:53 GMT -5
Characters:
Josh (Hurricane)
Gavin (Gavscsa)
Chris (CMC)
Wayne (JX)
CW (The X Factor)
Matt (MJH)
Randall (Almost ClaAsick)
Backstory:
After a government social experiment backfires, many civilians die in the city of New York. With over 3,000 recorded deaths, the government struggle to hide it from the media, but all hope for that is lost when the dead rise again. With corpses regaining life and attacking other civillians, the city is thrown into chaos and is quarantined by the government who choose to lock the remaining survivors in the deal with themselves. This story follows a group of survivors who look to hold up in the state of mass-chaos. With zombies, mad men and most-importantly... themselves in the way, will they overcome the odds and find a way to survive the pandomoneum?
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Act One:
Crash! Something fell to the floor, startling me as a woke up abruptly. I slowly sit up, confused at what happened or where I am. A figure appears in the doorway and says that it's good I've woke up. Shocked, I try to talk but nothing comes out but a mere sigh. The person grabs a pillow and lays me back down.
Mysterious Person: It's a wonder you even woke up, you had quite a bad bump and when we found you, we thought you were a goner..
Josh: A goner? Wait.. you found me? Where? What happened?
Mysterious Person: Well, to put it in simple terms... the city is gone, we're all fucked.
Josh: What do you mean the city is gone? What the fuck is going on? Who the fuck are you?
Mysterious Person: Settle down, I assure you, I'm a friend, not an enemy. We found you on the street the day after it happened and took you back here to our safe spot, not knowing whether you'd even survive or not. I'm glad you pulled through, we'll need all the help we can get..
Josh: You still never answered either of my fucking questions...
Mysterious Person: Sorry... it's been a hard couple of days. I've seen so many people lost, so many friends gone. My name is Gavin. I'm one of the survivors. The rest are out collecting supplies and scouting the area.
Josh: Survivors? What do you mean survivors? What happened...?
Gavin: Well, the fucking government was doing some social experiment that went swimmingly as usual. They fucked up and people died... lots of people. But they didn't stay dead. I hate to say it in a cheesy, cliche way.. but they're coming back.. They aren't staying dead. These... things... are coming back to life and are attacking other humans. The good ol' government are trying their best to 'contain the situation', and by that I mean they shut off the whole city and left us to fend for our fucking selves. The survivors numbers are dwindling and the things? lets just say their number is growing more and more each day. We can't hold off forever and if we don't figure out a way to stop them, we'll end up like them as well..
Josh: Hah. Your fucking kidding me right? You expect me to believe there's zombies walking around? I suppose Santa came down on his sleigh too? Stop fucking bullshitting me and give me some real answers. Where's the cameras? Is this some fucking joke, because I don't find it funny.
Gavin: Sorry... it's not a joke. Come with me... I'll show you.
Gavin helps the heavily bandaged Josh up and begins to lead him through a dimly lit hallway and into a room of what is assumably a hotel. They go into the room, which is crowded by packing boxes full of canned food. Tables lay scattered around, with heavy weaponry lying across them, with boxes of bullets under. Josh looks around in disbelief. Gavin walks towards the window and slowly lifts the blinds. He calls Josh over and he slowly walks over, peering through the dusty window and into a crowd of bloody, unconcerned....humans... below. They bash against a large wall attempting to get to the survivors and Josh cusses, realising this isn't a dream, nor a game show. It's hell.