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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!
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[personal profile] bloggings 2015-07-12 07:04 pm (UTC)(link)
[THE WORLD ENDED JULY 3RD, 2015.

She's read that sentence at least a dozen times and each time it doesn't make any sense to her. Her brain short circuits and the only thing she can do is stare at it, like she stared at nothing on a bridge by herself after she realized Barry was the Flash. It's the same kind of feeling. She's not mad, she's not scared, she's not upset (not yet), she's just stunned.

And startled when something drops behind her and she turns to see who's there and now the emotions are flooding to the surface.]


Barry.

[Maybe their friendship is a little broken right now, along with her heart and her plans for the future, and she still doesn't trust him like she used to. She doesn't see Barry like she did a month ago and that's just going to take time to get used to. He loves her. He's the Flash. She loves him. He's her best friend. He's here and that's all that really matters now. He's here and he's alright and Iris is rushing forward to hug him just to prove it to herself.]

You're here.

[They aren't the same people they were a month ago but at the bottom of it, they are still Barry and Iris. She can work with that. Iris squeezes him tighter for a second or two longer and then turns to point at the sign.]

Did you see this?
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guess what apparently i couldn't wait until after disneyland adventures

[personal profile] alonetogether 2015-07-12 07:07 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Ellie's at the shooting range, bow in hand, loosing arrow after arrow into the targets. Her aim is bad. She knows it is. But it's less to practice than it is to blow off steam. Her face is still a mess, though she found some wet wipes and got the worst of the blood off.

Each time she draws she mutters something different - 'You need a weapon!' 'You're just a kid!' 'You shouldn't go out alone!' 'Do you even know how to use a gun!' - in mocking voices.

Whump, whump, whump, until she's out of arrows.]
Edited 2015-07-12 19:07 (UTC)
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[personal profile] antagonize 2015-07-12 07:08 pm (UTC)(link)
[Weak spots aren't the only thing he's searching for, but it's good to get a second opinion on that. It's one thing to look structurally sound, and another thing entirely to be structurally sound. He would know.

He, however, totally does a double-take when he realizes it's freakin' Superman that's talking to him. It's a good thing the helmet is one-way, because his eyes are widening for a second there. Like, uh. Okay. If he doesn't recognize Jason right away, that's good. Now isn't the time to pick a fight with a "friend of the family", and even less so with one who could literally put him through the wall.]


Not what I was looking for, exactly, but thanks.

[S...hrugs... Is he walking on thin ice here? He's trying to gauge that.]
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[personal profile] bloggings 2015-07-12 07:16 pm (UTC)(link)
Iris West.

[If she's really surprised to be in California when the last thing she remembers is Central City, it shows on her face for a few seconds before she just nods. Nods like she's filing away information. Not sure what she's going to do with it yet but it's there.

Kidnapped in California. It's July. She's not the only one here. Steve Rogers has really nice arms.]


Nice shield. Where'd you get it?

[Because she'd feel a lot better with a weapon or something of her own, thanks.]
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[personal profile] metaspeed 2015-07-12 07:29 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Honestly, Barry is a little surprised that Iris moved in for a hug, that her arms are wrapped tight around him and she hasn't let go immediately after.

Things between them are so complicated now and he gets that, they're probably even worse now with Eddie back in the picture, but it's not exactly something he should be mulling over when they've got way more important things to think about.

But if he moves to put his arms around her too, it's in joy and relief and gratitude and he isn't going to take this moment for granted. No, he's going to treasure it; maybe maybe it's a sign of hope that they can get past all this.

(Maybe he can start to see some of that future becoming a reality. Except -- )

What if the world really did end?

He pulls back a moment later, glancing at the sign again and gives a small solemn nod. ]


Yeah, I did. A few times. I don't know what any of it means.

[ He frowns. ]

What's the last thing you remember, Iris?
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[personal profile] raptorchallenger 2015-07-12 07:29 pm (UTC)(link)
['Scuse you if Echo has to put up with your tail, Charlie, you can put up with her butt. But she's only there a moment; the room is empty and boring but she's pushing in to poke at it anyway. Here's another nest she can demolish because the first one was so fun to rip apart!]
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[personal profile] metaspeed 2015-07-12 07:33 pm (UTC)(link)
[ omg perfect ... ah ...

ready for creepy nightmares barry allen?

O YES ]
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[personal profile] prepper 2015-07-12 07:34 pm (UTC)(link)
I feel like I'm missing something.

[ she tips her head to the side a little, staring at the floor briefly as she puts together an explanation for kieran to confirm or deny, one that might at least slightly put this into a better perspective for her. ]

Is this... normal, so to speak, where you're from? Medication for being partially deceased — and, for that matter, being partially deceased in the first place?
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[personal profile] bloggings 2015-07-12 07:34 pm (UTC)(link)
[All she did was turn a corner and then there's an arrow in her face. First kidnapped, then threatened and this is definitely going on the list of no good very bad days.]

Don't shoot--

[Hold the phone. She actually recognizes that gravelly voice and those biceps. Not necessarily in that order.]

Oliver Queen?
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yess good!!!

[personal profile] metaspeed 2015-07-12 07:36 pm (UTC)(link)
[ It's when Ellie's out of arrows that Barry approaches the shooting range at a normal, human pace. No need to freak anyone out by being a whirr of red and yellow, after all.

Even if he's still wearing the suit, which is something of an obvious sign that he's out of the ordinary, like he might as well be wearing a sign that says, 'Hey I'm totally not a normal civilian!'

She's one of the first actual, living people he's seen here and - well. That's something. But he also doesn't want to be shot, so. Waiting.

He gets to a reasonable distance before he takes a breath and calls out: ]


Uh - hey!
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[personal profile] alonetogether 2015-07-12 07:39 pm (UTC)(link)
[ She's been practicing her draw with the little Beretta she claimed from the weapon shed, and she's decided it's a damn good thing, too. She's pleased with how fast she gets it up and out, the safety switched off.

But the giant robot dude's scolding is still nagging her. Plus there's that whole thing with trying to stab Superman in the eye. She's still jumpy, but at least she's not pulling the trigger.]


You shouldn't sneak up on people.
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nice to meet you.

[personal profile] notafraidofyou 2015-07-12 07:40 pm (UTC)(link)
[Tim is a little put-out to have apparently been jerked into an alternate universe apocalypse with nothing but his school uniform and the few things he keeps with him at... pretty much all times, but he's trying to make the best of it. He's definitely spent some time raiding supplies and stuffing them into a backpack, along with the frozen pizzas?? tucked under the blankets in the room he woke up in.

He eyes the sign at the doors briefly before heading out to explore. Don't go out without a gun, but guns attract them, whoever they are. It looks more like a warning than an enticement, so he's thinking probably avoid attracting "them."

The weapons shed is interesting. He grabs a couple of knives and takes a moment to wish he had his staff before heading toward the gate. He's not, like, aces at woodcraft, but he's pretty sure he knows enough to make one if he needs to.

And then he sees someone up ahead. He waves.]


Oh--hey!

[Pay no attention to the vaguely Robin-looking bird riding on his shoulder.]
Edited (I forgot a thing.) 2015-07-12 20:00 (UTC)
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unlike steve from that one scene, i do not understand that reference

[personal profile] prepper 2015-07-12 07:40 pm (UTC)(link)
[ not that pepper's feeling inadequate in observing all these impressively efficient things that natasha is doing, but there's not been too much room for the kind of efficiency she's well versed in so far, so she's just going to have look on appreciatively. the dart gun gets an eyebrow raise, but pepper says nothing. she's had to deal with significantly bigger things being put out by her own company, back in the day. ]

Got a clearer description other than something? [ dry, again, as if natasha didn't make this jaunt in a jeep feel about a hundred times more threatening. ] Anyway, I don't tan. I turn into a huge freckle, and then I peel.

[ it's a charmed life. pepper gets into the jeep, however, because there's no backing out now. she is equal parts unwilling to hang out here alone, and just a smidge too proud to look like she's not brave enough to go out there. the kind of pride that gets people into trouble, y'know.

keys in the ignition, check. automatic gearbox, thank god. pepper places her hands on the wheel, and glances over to natasha.
]

Ready?

the labs.

[personal profile] frequented 2015-07-12 07:41 pm (UTC)(link)
( it's not the cheesecake that allures him, but instead the murmured words -- because hartley's ears pick up even the quietest of whispers, the most silent of mutters. the sentence strikes him, and he perks from where he had been rifling for scrap metal ( bombs bombs, at least they have that in common ), turning to face him. )

What did you just say? ( find the six. hartley has a knock off book of les miserables on the counter beside him, that says something strikingly similar. ) Find the six?
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[personal profile] wplusm1 2015-07-12 07:45 pm (UTC)(link)
Huddah huddah, mmph! Murrnguh mrrdah. [ Pyro's mouth is a secret (though they point to the filter on their mask), and their eyes are big and shiny to see all the world in all the pretty colors!

Pyro then places their axe to the floor, and assumes a cross-legged sitting position. Right in the middle of the hall there. They're just so fascinated.
]
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[personal profile] bloggings 2015-07-12 07:46 pm (UTC)(link)
[Eddie's not in the picture, but that doesn't mean she's about to run into Barry's arms either. Even if she kind of just literally did that. That was purely platonic. That is a platonic hug because she's really fucking relieved that she's not alone.]

I was going to my dad's after Eddie--

[Iris stops and it should be so easy to say ended our relationship but it's not, especially not to Barry. She doesn't think that he'd rub it in or be a jerk about it. He's too... Barry to do anything like that. But she kind of needs to make sense of it herself. There's no more Eddie but she still doesn't know what she wants exactly from Barry and it's too much to think about right now. So she swallows hard and just abandons the train of thought.]

I barely got out of my car and then I woke up here. Is this Wells? Did Doctor Wells do this to us?
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[personal profile] metaspeed 2015-07-12 07:47 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Barry's got his hands up in front of him and he slows his pace to a pause. ]

Yeah, that's a thing I was trying to avoid. Do you ... know what's going on here?
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[personal profile] prepper 2015-07-12 07:47 pm (UTC)(link)
[ oh.

right.
]

That sounds... [ gross? ] Even less helpful than a pencil skirt.

[ presumably. pepper considers for a moment that even melding tony and bruce's brains together wouldn't find a suitable use for mouldy chinese food, but then she considers what they got up to last time they used their combined intelligence, and decides that's not a possibility she wants to engage with. at all. sentient mouldy chinese? wow. ]

In my office, I think.

[ the prying goes over her head. it seems like a reasonable enough question to ask when everyone here seems to have come from every-which-where. ]

I can't understand how it's even possible to have gotten from there to wherever here is, though. [ duh. ] Unsurprisingly.
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[personal profile] borntochoose 2015-07-12 07:48 pm (UTC)(link)
This conversation was getting weirder by the minute. Kal wondered if there was some sort of manual being passed around that he had missed. He hadn't even told this costumed girl his name and now she knew it- not only that, but she seemed to know about his career? When so far no one had looked at him twice or given any signs of recognition.

"Batgirl-" And that was another thing. 'Superman' had started as a joke and as time went the joke part had gone lost, he hadn't really picked it. Were other people really starting to use the name as their basis? "Yes, I'm- new at this, I guess you could say? But you're saying that like it's surprising to you."
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[personal profile] antagonize 2015-07-12 07:50 pm (UTC)(link)
[Snuff... movies...............

HE WOULD NEVER— okay no he totally would. Maybe as a tactic against someone he's trying to bring down. Yo-ho-ho psychological warfare and all that. Some shit stains go absolutely ballistic when viewing the grisly deaths of all their men. It's almost kind of cute, how they try to emulate some sort of honor code like they aren't signing their death warrants every day.

But, ah. Ideas to keep in mind for later. Right now, he preoccupies himself with holding both hands up where she can see them, as if trying to show she can trust him. Not that he isn't prepared to dodge if she goes swinging again, but, c'mon. He's not going to attack a teenager just for holding a sword.]


Keep it. But I'm telling you, kid, you're going to hurt someone if you keep treating a weapon like a toy.
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[personal profile] usavatar 2015-07-12 07:52 pm (UTC)(link)
What don't I remember?

[ He immediately clamps down on his temper and his worry, forcing himself to think about what Natasha just said. HYDRA conditioning. HYDRA.

Hate so pure it feels surreal burns through every other emotion. He's going to get out of here, he's going to find every base Schmidt has ever even thought about building. He'll burn down that monster's legacy and salt every footstep Schmidt's ever taken.

Breathe. Breathe. Think.

His fists are knotted tight enough to make his hands ache. His voice at least sounds calm, even if the calm is a lie. ]


I'm all right. Don't worry about me. Sorry, Buck.

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[personal profile] usavatar 2015-07-12 07:56 pm (UTC)(link)
A friend in 1943. [ There's only a little bit of irony in his tone. He thinks, all things considered, that's an achievement.

Deep breath. Be more helpful, Steve. ]


Nice to meet you. There's a weapons locker outside, next to a shooting range. Whoever abandoned this place left it well-supplied.
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[personal profile] metaspeed 2015-07-12 07:56 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Barry is about to blurt, 'after Eddie what?' but he isn't sure he wants to hear the answer right now, especially not on top of everything going on right now, so he'll shelve that thought. He'll set it aside, or ignore it, or think about something else, and hell, there's a lot of other stuff to think about, so. ]

I don't know; it doesn't really feel like a Dr Wells kind of thing. It's too big. And what's the point? What would it accomplish?

We know who he is now, we know what he's trying to do. What he's tried to do.

[ Barry had considered that too, he really wanted to believe that Dr Wells, AKA The Man in the Yellow Suit AKA Eobard Thawne was responsible for all of this, but a lot of things don't add up. ]

I guess you haven't seen Cisco around? Or Caitlin? Your dad?