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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] knightbynight 2015-07-19 06:44 pm (UTC)(link)
The good news is, he's been here for long enough to be able to inform her on at least some of the grosser details (gross in both senses) of the situation. Finer details he's still trying to fill in.

The bad news is he really is, in some ways, more in the dark than she is.

"I do not recognize you," he said flatly. "But you recognize me." Also flat statement of fact. Time travel? Other worlds? ...The only reason those occur to him at all is because of his discussions with others here, and because of what isn't It's mind bending, but not entirely breaking.

It still doesn't really explain anything and it doesn't make him trust her. That she's young, however, damned near does.

"Why?" The recognition. It's a start.
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[personal profile] cassassin 2015-07-19 06:58 pm (UTC)(link)
We're family, she almost says.

"We work together. Later, or..." She flaps a hand, shrugging. The details of the gap don't really matter. Honestly, as important as her Bruce was to her... She didn't know this younger man. Had very little reason to trust him right now, regardless of her instincts.

She was loyal to the Bat, not to Bruce Wayne, and the Bat might not mean the same thing to him. Be cautious, but hope for the best.
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[personal profile] knightbynight 2015-07-19 07:04 pm (UTC)(link)
"Later, or in another world." Reality? Universe? World will have to serve, even if it isn't the most accurate and annoys him by being imprecise.

He studies in without much showing on his face for another moment or two, gives a nod and steps back. Some sort of decision, reached, though not about trusting her. He doesn't. The idea of working with someone is alien, and frightening (terrifying) on some level, but not entirely without appeal in theory.

"Let's walk." Standing still and talking is...more exposed. "How long have you been here?"
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[personal profile] cassassin 2015-07-19 07:16 pm (UTC)(link)
"Just today." It's day 1 all around, as far as she can tell. Cass nods, walking along with him. She can still see the distrust and discomfort, but at least there's no rejection.
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[personal profile] knightbynight 2015-07-19 07:18 pm (UTC)(link)
"Have you been outside, yet?" No, no rejection, but there may be a rapid fire series of questions to determine what she already knows so far. A means to both gather information and streamline what he tells her.

About the situation, not himself. That would just be weird. In a loose way, she's getting Bat instead of Bruce right now, anyway.
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[personal profile] cassassin 2015-07-19 07:21 pm (UTC)(link)
"No." Soon. Maybe. Did you think you had a monopoly on monosyllabic responses, Bruce?? She can't read the warning sign, but a bloodstained message never means anything good.

She can handle Bat and Bruce just as well. There's not much difference to her.
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[personal profile] knightbynight 2015-07-19 07:25 pm (UTC)(link)
Wait until she runs into him pretending to be a vapid playboy. That'll go over well.

Fortunately (for everyone) there isn't much call for that, here.

He can tell her, or he can show her. In the end, he opts for showing and simply heads the direction of the door. "As far as I can tell, this world has been destroyed. The only life I've seen outside the walls that surround this building are dead."

He realizes that sounds insane, does he get points for knowing when he sounds nuts?
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[personal profile] cassassin 2015-07-25 04:26 am (UTC)(link)
Living dead? That's... wait. Movies, TV, Grundy.

"So... zombies."

There's a twinge of...something at the idea that this world's been destroyed. It's massive human loss, and that's terrible, but it's not even her Earth, and on a scale that she can't really fathom. Still troubles her how easily she can compartmentalize it.

It's fine anyway, Bruce. She's heard stranger.
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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.

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[personal profile] cassassin 2015-07-30 04:13 am (UTC)(link)
She nods to him, stepping through. "It's not... the strangest thing." She's heard about weirder. Dealt with some of it herself. At this point, as frustrating and bizarre as the situation is, she can roll with the punches.

"Where are we?"
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[personal profile] knightbynight 2015-07-30 11:37 pm (UTC)(link)
There is something to be said for the ability to compartmentalize and repress, if only in the ability to handle extreme situations. This is wildly outside Bruce's experience to date, but he's got at least some psychological coping mechanisms.

they make him horrible at being a person, but they do help here.

"California. Forty or so miles inland, if the map I was shown was at all to scale. It may not have been. There's a town, ghost town now, not far outside the walls."
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[personal profile] cassassin 2015-08-07 06:40 pm (UTC)(link)
"Has anyone gone there?" It might be a good source for additional supplies. The compound was well-stocked, but the population here couldn't survive indefinitely without leaving...
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[personal profile] knightbynight 2015-08-22 11:14 pm (UTC)(link)
"I'm sure they have." One he was sure had, and was a teenager. He slants a look down at her. "Care to take a field trip?"

HE should be more suspicious, but he isn't. Wary, sure, but not as on edge and outright paranoid as he could be. She isn't straying into sensitive territory, and while he wants and needs to know more about her....

She isn't pushing the wrong buttons.
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[personal profile] cassassin 2015-09-01 05:37 pm (UTC)(link)
Oh, when he suggests that? She can't stop the grin. This is starting to feel a little more like familiar ground.

"You drive."
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[personal profile] knightbynight 2015-09-06 03:45 pm (UTC)(link)
He doesn't smile, exactly, but his expression and tone lighten as he leads the way toward the garage, surprisingly comfortable with her back there.

"I always drive."