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JUMPSCARES MOD. ([personal profile] monstermasher) wrote in [community profile] jumpscares2015-07-09 11:52 am

( OPEN ) GAME START.

▶ WHO: Everyone.
▶ DATE: July 9th, 2015 (Day 1)
▶ WARNINGS: Blood, violence, general zombie horror.
▶ SUMMARY: You've met with a bad... however that line goes. Welcome to Earth.

GOOD MORNING!


Please try and ignore whatever it is that you just heard. It should only last for up to a minute... maybe.

It... it is morning, right?

There are no windows.

There's a light, but it's barely considered one. The compound runs on a solar generator, but that doesn't mean it has a lot of power. The light seems to be hanging from the ceiling, swinging precariously. That's when you might actually start to wake up, sit up, find the things that are familiar to you... and then some of the things that aren't. It'd be wise to explore the small room you're in before leaving through the steel door, but there's nobody around to tell you that.

Outside is a tightly knit compound, just as dark and metallic as the room. The hallway you're in houses dozens more doors identical to yours, and if you're unlucky there may be more people poking their heads out through them, just like you. There's a dull glowing sign that reads MEDICAL BAY but not all of you remember being hurt. Some of you may be just fine, apart from the memory of the sound you heard when waking up.

The Medical Bay is stocked with enough medicine to last a couple of months. There's almost everything that can be found in a hospital. Somebody was thinking ahead.

Outside of the Medical Bay are more doors, some are even locked—many aren't. There are living quarters, a food storage, a kitchen, some laboratories; even a room full of computers and nothing else, all with a screen asking for a password. There's only two doors out of the compound, a vehicle bay with what appear to be a few military jeeps and trucks, and the front doors. It's on the inside of the front doors that something is painted in bright red, flecked with what smell like blood:

DO NOT GO OUTSIDE WITHOUT A GUN AND WATER.
GUNSHOTS ATTRACT THEM.
HOLLOWS IS 1.3 MILES NORTH OF HERE.
GOOD LUCK.


And on the outside of the doors, if you choose to open them:

THE WORLD ENDED JULY 3RD, 2015.


Now... how long ago was that? And where is this place? Luckily for you, Hollows is a small town that can be raided. It hasn't been too long since the apocalypse—surely you'll be able to find something there. Batteries, food, weapons, maybe some people—and what you're guaranteed to find. Them, whatever that means.

Outside of the compound there's a fence with a single gate. Nothing can get past this unless you let them in for tea, so be careful. There's a shooting range and a large shed full of weapons and ammo, enough to last two months if you're careful. Guns, knives, anything that would be used by the military and police is hidden away in the shed. There are even a few hunting bows with arrows.

If you climb up the ladder to the top of the wall, there's enough room to walk along the top. There's definitely something moving in the distance, something you should definitely be worrying about. Maybe it's time to get a good look with a sniper rifle...?

Oh.

It's gone.

Maybe it was just a trick of the light. Regardless, it's impossible for everyone to stay in the compound forever. There are nefarious things at work! The choices are to go to Hollows, stick around, or go somewhere else. Really, the world is almost a blank slate. Maybe more of a used slate, but still yours to explore.

When the night comes, you should be hiding. The screamers, the ragers, whatever the hell they are, are running full tilt through the streets and across the landscape, running through anything in their way, ripping apart anything alive. If you don't make any noise, they won't notice you. Especially since they're stuck listening to each other. But if you get noticed by one, it won't be long until a horde forms... you might be able to outrun one for awhile, but they don't seem to let up on their breakneck pace. Maybe someone should have told you how to kill them.

OOC NOTES.


There will be zombies in Hollows. Whether you meet them on the way there is up to you. Apart from the undead and the animals (maybe somebody should let those poor creatures out of their houses) the town is completely deserted. In fact, the closest thing you can find to a human are the bodies of those who died without being bitten, and there's even few of those. You can find anything you'd find in a normal town here, and are free to loot and raid the houses and stores—the cops won't be coming, after all. The power is OFF apart from what you can find that is solar powered or still has a charge. If you're lucky and find another town while exploring the first few weeks, you might find an area that still has power—thank hydroelectricity.

Just keep in mind travel time... and travel expenses.

You have creative freedom over everything else. The world is open. The only stationary places are landmarks and cities—if you want to go to Texas and talk to the poor astronauts stranded up in space, it's there. (Might be a long trip, though...)

If your character can figure it out by geography before getting to Hollows, the compound is located a few hours from the west coast, in California.

The way to kill a zombie is blunt force to the head. The head doesn't need to be removed, but significant damage needs to be done to it. This does not include the throat—it needs to be a headshot.

There's also a glaring hint. The computers in the compound, asking for a password. It is impossible to hack at this time. There will be more on this later!

Finally, if your character is exploring outside of the compound (or extensively inside of it) there's a comment here for linking me the thread. You can also PM me! I'll be ducking in with what your character may or may not have found, via a response to the actual RP thread.

IF YOU HAVE ANY QUESTIONS please direct them here!
debts: (( brutality ))

[personal profile] debts 2015-07-26 05:22 am (UTC)(link)
[ Well, there's that answer. Natasha blinks at him, again. Treatment, not a cure, meaning that as stop-gaps go they're going to need more than what's in there. ]

We got invaded by aliens once.

[ Natasha says helpfully, with more blitheness than the act warrants. He's young, though. Maybe he'll find it impressive, or calming, or— however the term partially dead effects your sense of fun. ]

Hey. [ She tips her chin. ] If I find any more, I'll let you know. Okay?

[ It's not don't worry. It's not even hey, look on the bright side. It's not comfort that she's offering, but a sense of not-quiet camaraderie instead. Reliability works better than softness. ]
volumeone: do not take (053)

[personal profile] volumeone 2015-07-26 06:18 am (UTC)(link)
Totally hypothetical.

[Peter doesn't like to hedge bets on something he can't rig to win. He smiles back at her, half boyish, half trying to work the good old Star-Lord charm that has alien girls dropping by for "Terran biology lessons"]
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[personal profile] sheriffing 2015-07-26 06:34 am (UTC)(link)
[Killian isn't sure he wants to tell her, and Emma isn't sure she wants to hear it, but she listens. It's something she should know, maybe something that can be changed where she's from. She'd like to live in denial and pretend it's not something she would do, but he's already seen it happen and that pain is visible as he explains what he's carrying with him now. She promised Regina she would help her find her happiness. It was a promise she meant, something she'd always intended to follow through on. She never expected that it would cost so much for them, and that already weighs on her conscience when he presses his hand flat against her heart, closing her eyes while she stands tucked against him.

Was it the right thing to do? Yes, she needs to stand by that. If it happened the way he says it did - and she's hoping it didn't, that it was some kind of a trick - then it was still better that it was her. Regina has had to earn her happiness back piece by piece, and she didn't deserve to have it ripped out from under her now. She's sacrificed herself for them, stepped up when she didn't have to, broken curses and learned what it is to love someone. Killian doesn't deserve this either, and Emma knows what this is like. She watched Neal sacrifice himself for Storybrooke, held him knowing all she could do was let it happen.

It's not as final as that, if all she did was disappear. That means they can find her, they can fix it. All she wants to do is find a way around it, but it's hard to connect that far when he's talking about something he's experienced that she can't even grasp. Hearing about it makes her feel like this happened to someone else. Like they'll find a way home and work on a way around it, when in his mind she already vanished.]


Are you sure? [Is he sure this place didn't do something to do him, or change things around like the author of one of those books? This isn't their world, who knows how they could have been manipulated?] Are you sure it isn't some kind of trick? Like a fake memory, or, I don't know - a hallucination? [She was out for a while, he could have been, too.

But deep down, she knows better than to think it was some kind of made up scenario. He's still shaken from it, and she can't even apologize for doing it if taking on the curse protected Storybrooke from the darkness. Her eyes find his in the moment when she leans back, not far enough to break away, just enough to get him to look at her.]
... If it is true, we'll figure it out. Think of how many things we've faced together.

I love you too much to give up now, I'll keep fighting if you will.
anthropophagite: (Normal - pic#8694867)

[personal profile] anthropophagite 2015-07-26 08:03 am (UTC)(link)
I never wore glasses! [ why are you weird, you alien child, please get out. and who'd name their glasses "Shinpachi", that0s just weird. You name pets, not glasses. ]
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[personal profile] knightbynight 2015-07-26 09:04 am (UTC)(link)
"Yes." He's mildly embarrassed by having to say that. It isn't... logical or scientifically sound, and doesn't make proper sense to him. "Apparently." Which is to say there must be something more there, information missing, or context. That's frustrating.

He shoves the door open when he reaches it and steps out first, but continues to reach back to hold it open for her.

oracleofgotham: (pic#8496497)

[personal profile] oracleofgotham 2015-07-26 09:39 am (UTC)(link)
"Long way from home," she murmurs... though she's pretty sure by now there's more than just a continent between wherever they are and Gotham. Still, one problem at a time.

"Good job. If you can get out on the road, it shouldn't be too hard to pin down a location, but... there's no way of knowing what you'd run into out there." And her comms only go so far, especially without working cell and radio towers to boost them.
controlledvariable: (PB >> the stories are brand new)

[personal profile] controlledvariable 2015-07-26 09:50 am (UTC)(link)
"There's a warning not to go outside, something about them, but I figure it's worth the risk to find more answers," That's what Batgirl is about, what any Gotham vigilante is about. It might be risky, but they can't do anything if they don't know what's going on.
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[personal profile] knightbynight 2015-07-26 10:39 am (UTC)(link)
[He has pretty much two options - fall in and follow, or get back to business himself. He has too many questions, not enough answers, or time. So he actually moves forward, too, though it moves him past Oliver and the other direction. ]

Later.

[Not the punky sort of casual goodbye, just that they will figure it out later, whether the other guy likes it or not. ]
controlledvariable: (PB >> but secretly we're saviors)

[personal profile] controlledvariable 2015-07-26 10:48 am (UTC)(link)
"That doesn't change that I know it, without you having told me," It isn't really an argument, just an explanation and still an apology, as she offers a sympathetic smile.

The question is harder to answer, not because there isn't an answer, but because there are so many ways she could answer that she isn't sure where to start. So she thinks it over for a second, looking out over the compound before she sighs.

"Because it's my choice, and I trust you," She just met him, but he's Superman, so of course she trusts him.
controlledvariable: (civvies -- hey it could've been worse)

[personal profile] controlledvariable 2015-07-26 11:14 am (UTC)(link)
[kanyehsrug tbh]

That you have electricity powers?

[Steph stop being a little shit.]
controlledvariable: (Batgirl -- Gotham weather is the worst)

[personal profile] controlledvariable 2015-07-26 11:21 am (UTC)(link)
A laptop would be useful, though.

[just :T ]
volumeone: (064)

[personal profile] volumeone 2015-07-26 11:22 am (UTC)(link)
Oh, he knows it's kind - usually he doesn't offer his service without a little guarantee but he's learned by watching Yondu and doing the opposite of what the blue bastard does. Sometimes you don't need to threaten and throw your weight around. There's something about getting results by offering some freebies, buddying up, and then you can call in favors because people owe you out of the goodness of their hearts.

Peter takes it as a good sign that she isn't shrinking back against the wall before. It's just luck that he doesn't reach out with the arm with the bag, not because he's pegged Juniper as someone to watch out for. If she'd been an adorable street urchin with a big pathetic eyes, you can bet all your money he would have shouldered his bag as far away from her as possible. Peter helps her away from the wall, the flap of his bag shifting so there's a brief glimpse of what's inside: it looks like clothes, a few shapes that haven't been seen anywhere on Earth, and the dull silver glint of something round and pitted.

"And these," Peter reaches down to pat his hip holsters where he's got his quad blasters, the release catch locked. "So I'm packing, at least. I had a ship though," he adds, eager to impress her because that usually does the trick. "If I find it, I'll totally hook you up with a ride if you need one."

He'll give that ride for free. Any ones after that and he starts billing no matter how cute Juniper is.
controlledvariable: (civvies -- totally didn't think this one)

[personal profile] controlledvariable 2015-07-26 11:26 am (UTC)(link)
[Steph huffs a quiet laugh, shaking her head at the mention of the game, because, that's cute. This girl is cute.]

I'd second that vote, it all seems to organized for it to be random. If we just fell through a hole or something, why would we wake up in a bed?
controlledvariable: (civvies -- what was that?)

[personal profile] controlledvariable 2015-07-26 11:27 am (UTC)(link)
That's beyond me, I'm afraid. I guess there's no cell service in the apocalypse.
controlledvariable: (Batgirl -- here's why you're an idiot)

[personal profile] controlledvariable 2015-07-26 11:37 am (UTC)(link)
It's my best guess so far. We seem to be on Earth, but it isn't like the Earth I know, so...

[multiverse!]
sigillum: (the pain)

[personal profile] sigillum 2015-07-26 11:40 am (UTC)(link)
[Ollie shakes her head, and thinks naive because that's what it is, to think the world can be saved.

People who try to save the whole world only end up dead.]
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[personal profile] sigillum 2015-07-26 11:49 am (UTC)(link)
[Ollie's expression is a little unsure, still mostly out of concern, but she still approaches the food and makes a start on the crackers.

They're bland, but edible.]


There are other people here, they might take all the food.

[So they should take it for themselves, first.]
controlledvariable: (Civvies -- this is awkward)

[personal profile] controlledvariable 2015-07-26 11:59 am (UTC)(link)
I guess so?

[It's not something she's ever really thought about, since it's just her default.]

There never seems to be enough of us, really.

[Since there's just as many bad guys.]
controlledvariable: (Batgirl -- maybe it'd work)

[personal profile] controlledvariable 2015-07-26 12:03 pm (UTC)(link)
Definitely glad I haven't experienced that one.

[It's sort of wry, but there's sympathy in there, just not too much because she doesn't want it to come across as pity. God knows she'd hate anyone throwing pity her way, even for something like this.]

They go together, and I'm not the first.

[Keeping people talking is good, when blood loss is an issue.]
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[personal profile] kamikaze 2015-07-26 04:58 pm (UTC)(link)
Disappointing. Nux had hoped to see the ice-person fly. Still,

"It's Valhalla," comes the reply, solemn and quieted. "Already in the sky. Not touchin' the stars, though, so you'd have to go further." At least it would seem that way. Did the sky have levels? Is that why he could see pinprick lights up above? Had thought the hall of the slain would be the highest point in existence, but maybe everyone at the Citadel had just been wrong.
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[personal profile] kamikaze 2015-07-26 05:03 pm (UTC)(link)
[Not catching that glare. He's too excited to bust out and discover the mysteries Outside has to hold, since why else would this (nice, generous, thoughtful) woman want to get out there so bad?

Seeing a gleam of something, Nux invites himself to crane over her shoulder again. Stares at the pad and reaches out a dirt-smudged finger to try to poke at it.]


Hit it a lil', it'll work.

[He thinks it's a screwed up piece of equipment, the way she's holding it-- sure is pretty and glowy, though.]
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[personal profile] borntochoose 2015-07-26 05:34 pm (UTC)(link)
[He shakes his head. If it bothers him (it does), he's become good at hiding it. he can't spend all his time here freaking out because he doesn't remember/i>, as unsettling as that thought is.]

I was back home, and then I woke up here to the sound of bones breaking.
glacius: (Neutrality.)

[personal profile] glacius 2015-07-26 05:55 pm (UTC)(link)
Oh boy, here comes more skewed information. Glacius lifts a brow, interpreting Nux's unique brand of faith as actual geographical information. "'Valhalla'? That is what this area is called? Is that the name of the compound, or the city, or the state..?"

[personal profile] queenoftherock 2015-07-26 06:43 pm (UTC)(link)
I'm planning on taking this back to a somewhere central, where everyone can access this. We need to organize, we can't leave supplies scattered where we found them.

[Even if he doesn't entirely like that plan. There might be enemies looking to sabotage but for now, he has to start somewhere. It can begin in one area, then splinter forward and out.]

[personal profile] queenoftherock 2015-07-26 06:46 pm (UTC)(link)
I know plenty of blondes. Both. You must be the third or fourth bat I've seen here.

[City of vigilantes?]