Plagued: Surviving The Disease

This is a roleplay I made on a website called Foopets.com and I thought about it for awhile and....I am going to end up turning this into a book.

^{Welcome To Plagued
^{This is a role play site that is about Zombies. I got the idea from Call of Duty actually…sadly enough. Nazi zombies was an inspiration for me and made me want to create a RP about surviving the plague of the “zombie”. And yes, to answer your question. . . .you do have to read the plot.}

Plot}

^{Here in this RP you will play as (a) citizen(s) in Baytown, Texas. There is a new plague going around and you notice people around the town are starting to disappear. News reports say its just a common flu that’s a killer. You think otherwise. Zombies! Nazi zombies! XD jk. The next week, the newscaster turns up missing. Something is fishy around here. You want to investigate before you are next, so you take a drive. Driving down the road, you don’t pay attention much to the road and suddenly you look up. Someone is standing right in the middle of the road. It is impossible to miss, even when trying to swerve out of the way. You hit the person and they hit the car hard, rolling from the front hood off the back end. You stomp on the breaks really hard and the car screeches to a stop.}

^{Your heart races a thousand miles an hour and hands gripping the steering wheel so tightly, your knuckles are turning white. Forcefully pulling your hands away, you slowly open your door. Not wanting to do this, but knowing you had to. Stepping out onto the road, coughing a couple times and batting away the rich smell of the dirt from the road. As the cloud of dirt disappears, you see a body laying limp, mangled and bent in ways the body should never be bent in. You shiver slightly at the sight but slowly walk forward, afraid they are most likely dead. You begin to kneel down beside them but flinch back at the foul smell. Stepping back a couple paces, you don’t have a clue what to do.}

^{You spot a thick stick at the side of the road and race to grab it. A small smirk spreads across your face when you think of elementary school, worms on the playground after rain and everyone is always daring one another “POKE IT!” But your smirk disappears slowly as you get closer. You extend your arm out and gently poke its side and it makes a squish sound. You shiver all over, getting goosebumps on your arms you immediately drop the stick and turn to run to your car when you hear a painful moan. Stopping in your tracks, you look behind you to see the body moving around which sends you in a hurry to get out of there. “I DO BELIEVE IN ZOMBIES I DO BELIEVE IN ZOMBIES I DO BELIEVE IN ZOMBIES I DO I DO I DO!!!” you scream in your head. Stomping on the gas pedal, you race out of there, leaving a cloud of dust behind you.}

^{Hours pass and you are back at home, reading through the Zombie Survival Guide you has just got about a week or two ago from Borders. Go figure right? Reading through, you find what kills zombies. Bug spray! JK! If only it was as simple as that, what would be the fun in this whole thing? The trick to killing a Zombie is blowing its freakin’ brains out! Whatever it has left. . . . . . . . :P Flipping through more of the book, you come to the end. Your mind races with many thoughts as you think about the information you took in, and the countless hours spent actually reading a book for the first time in forever. Wow.}

^{Anyway, you sit down on your couch and flip on the TV. First thing that comes on… the news. Stories of missing people still being broadcast and then the news switches to a new screen with a picture of the nuclear bomb hitting in Iraq. Then you remember when this all started. That week that the news broadcast the homemade video of the soldiers that had been invading Iraq, when a nuclear bomb went off that had some odd dark golden gas rising after the explosion was over and all that was left was the barren land. Flat and lifeless.}

^{As soon as the soldiers came home, there were reports that they were all getting sick from something. And that’s when the US Marines were starting to fall out and disappear, missing role call when they were needed. Then their families were going. One by one. Mostly, it was happening in Iraq though, the start of it all. Only reason the army got sick was thinking this was a threat and going to investigate. Fragments from the bomb show it was a German made missile but unnatural markings on the side made everyone suspicious. The pieces were brought back for tests to find out what this new disease was, and weeks later, they all got sick too.}

^{Coming back into reality. . . .you finally realize the problem. . . .the bomb. _{If you read this far, put “Surviving The Disease” at the top of your form. :)} That nuclear bomb that had gone off must have had some kind of brain eating disease that was slowly turning the people of Iraq and the victorious soldiers coming back home from the war into zombies.}

^{Now almost 6 weeks later, the town is nearly deserted. A few people here and there still haven’t been affected by the plague. . . .yet. Prepared with the latest guns and contraptions, you are ready to take on the world. It’s like living the game Nazi Zombies. Fer real right?! Bit**in’. Against the world full of zombies. There are only a few uninfected people in the world (however many people join the RP) and you need to find as many of them as you can, and stick together! Have fun living out the Apocalypse of the Zombies! And welcome to the era of the Undead!}

`Tour The Town`

^{The layout of the town was quite peaceful. All the houses are a good distance apart and nice green grasses covered the ground all around the town. Only dirt roads, no concrete. An old fashioned town indeed. The stores are all bunched together in the middle of the town, the streets were always dimly lit at night and never occupied by anyone. There was a lake nearby that was full of life, and the Freeway ran right through the edge of the town. The town has now been completely deserted for a while except for those stuck here in Baytown without a place to go elsewhere. The lights in the streets never come on anymore and electricity…pfft. You are lucky to find a building with it anymore. We’re back to using Lanterns and Candles now. and forget about your cell phone. No service. The land is barren and lifeless. It always seems to be cloudy, a really depressing place to live now-a-days. Trash litter the empty streets and cars line along the road, most of them with their car doors open from people trying to escape a few weeks ago. The air is now clear and at night you can see many stars because the factories in town are no longer running, fueling smog into the air. Life is pretty quiet..except for the animals running around. Zombies walk the streets in the early morning, mid day, and late at night when the sun has gone down because they do not like being out in the sun. It hurts their eyes and it is too hot for their flesh to be in for long periods of time. In town there is a Ammu-Nation store, which obviously by the title, is an Ammunition store with guns and ammo and all kinds of stuff. Then, a little way down the road there is an old theater, the front doors are boarded up tight and it is impossible to get inside. There is a hatch on the top of the roof that leads down inside the theater but only one person has the key to the deadbolt locking it shut(my main character.). Across the street from there is a Chevron gas station, one of the glass doors is shattered and the other one is broken off its hinges laying on the ground. Blood smears the inside of the gas station building and some of the shelves are knocked over. The dead cashier lays on the floor with the back of his head bashed in. By the outskirts of the town there are a few barns with lofts to hide in. Zombies are too stupid to open latches to barns and cannot turn knobs to open doors. Hiding in a house or a barn, or even a building would be the safest thing. Because there truly is no escape. We just have to keep fighting.}

`Zombies`

^{The Walking Dead. Scientific name Hom.o Coprophagus Somnambulus.}

^{A deceased human being who has partially returned to life due to indeterminable causes. The brain retains base facilities, namely gross motor function. In its near-mindless state, it grasps no remains of emotion, personality, or sensation of pain. In rare cases, some of the reanimated have reflexively preformed routine activities from their past lives.}

^{The rotting bodies of the undead operate on a fraction of the level at which our bodies normally function. Circulatory, respiratory, and digestive systems are unaffected by reanimation. Labored breathing, choking, and moaning are reflexive but no oxygen is carried through the blood. The nervous system functions primarily within the brain and brain stem. Sensory reception is minimal at best and seemingly unnecessary in the pursuit of prey. The undead are incapable of fatigue and will persist at any cost. They will even crawl when their legs have been removed. Even if the head is removed from the body, it will continue to live. The only way to stop the reanimated is to destroy the brain. To prevent reanimation in the recently departed, decapitate the corpse and burn the body.}

^{The only observable action a zombie takes part in is killing living creatures, especially humans, and eating them. Many theories and speculations surround this disturbing behavior. One theory is based on the thought that reanimation is the result of a contagious infection or virus, and that the primal drive to feed will spread the disease to other host bodies. Research has shown that although the majority of zombie attacks result in fatal wounds, all corpses return to life soon after passing, regardless of cause of death. Another theory is that zombies eat the brains of the living to refuel the “un-life” giving chemical serotonin. Because digestive and circulatory systems are incapable of bringing these elements to the brain, this just cannot be true. The final speculation seems the most obvious, that the dead feed for sustenance to satiate their unnatural metabolism. But because the gut has no function in the undead, this is also false. One documented encounter claims that a zombie was unable to move due to the sheer mass of undigested flesh resting in its distended gut. The creature continued to eat even after it’s gut had burst open. Studies regarding the nature of feeding have proven that zombies will try to eat when their stomachs and even jaws have been removed. One explanation offers that the walking dead are the incarnation of death itself, a mockery of life that uses the vessels of the living to carry out their dark intentions, they are the opposite of life and are driven to simply undo it.}

© 2011 JanuaryDreamer♥

Author's Note

I am already starting to work on the book right now. I really like the plot line, though it is very......ammatuer..I am going to perfect it! If anyone has any ideas to help "perfect" the plot, please feel free! but dont copy and paste it into a review, message me and just say in the review that you messaged me er something!