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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!
controlledvariable: (PB >> it's fine)

[personal profile] controlledvariable 2015-07-21 12:58 pm (UTC)(link)
It takes her six seconds until she's crouched on the ledge, grinning a little because for a moment she can just pretend this is a game she'd play with Kara, rather than consider that she's standing in front of Superman.

Which might take a while to get used to.

But when she stands up, her grin softens a little and she eases her cowl back, before offering her hand to shake, "Steph Brown."
borntochoose: (cap [grin])

[personal profile] borntochoose 2015-07-23 05:49 pm (UTC)(link)
The name doesn’t ring a bell, but considering she would be (according to her) a little girl when he’s already famous he figures that shouldn’t be surprising. He shakes his hand firmly.

“And I’m Kal-El, but I guess you already knew that.” No way on Earth he’s using the Clark Kent name. He hasn’t said that name in this place yet and he won’t unless someone else uses it first. If they brought him here to study, if this is some sort of virtual reality or something like that… they will be listening for that name.
controlledvariable: (PB >> to walk away from something)

[personal profile] controlledvariable 2015-07-24 12:40 pm (UTC)(link)
"I know the other name, too," But she isn't surprised he won't say it out loud, considering there's a reason she brought them outside, where there's less likely to be cameras or any recording devices.

"I'm sorry that you didn't get a choice about that."

She knows how important it can be, especially to people like Clark, who've really needed to protect that secret.
borntochoose: (Look into my eyes)

[personal profile] borntochoose 2015-07-25 02:58 pm (UTC)(link)
Clark just kind of... pauses, for a second. Because not only she gets it- she gets it even before he’s even had to explain it. The only people who ever really got it, who ever really knew were his mother and Lois and they had held into the secret as if it were their own. He tries to wrap his mind around other people knowing who he actually is but then he realizes she hasn’t actually said the name out loud.

And until she does, he still won’t be sure this isn’t a trick.

“I kind of have a choice.” He shrugs. “I could simply not use… that name. I could be someone else. But if you know that much about secret identities how come you revealed yours to me?”
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.
borntochoose: (This is my kingdom come)

[personal profile] borntochoose 2015-07-26 07:57 pm (UTC)(link)
He nods, because as unsettling as it is it's obvious she knows more of him than he knows about her. If that includes his name then so be it, he'll believe hr (trust her, really) for now.

"...I can't." He makes a face. "I'm sorry, I just- Back home I was put under virtual reality. It felt incredibly real, I still have nightmares about some of the things I saw there." Like being buried on skulls. Skulls Zod was convincing him to kill, even if Clark already knew he'd never go along with the man's plan.

"And I have no way of knowing if this is the same. If this is a set up to know who I am. You could be fabricated, someone specifically made for me to trust them."
controlledvariable: (PB >> breaking all the rules with it)

[personal profile] controlledvariable 2015-07-27 01:37 pm (UTC)(link)
"Hey, it's okay, I'd never ask you to," It feels strange, the urge to reassure Superman, but she can't help herself wanting to do something to not make him feel guilty about not being able to trust her. For a moment, it almost looks like she's about to reach out for him, before she stops herself.

(That might be too much.)

"Before I came here, I was in a coma, kept there by a toxin that'd create scenarios to try to lure me deeper into the dreams, so..." So it's weird, all of this is weird, "I get it. You don't have to apologize."
borntochoose: (and tell the others)

[personal profile] borntochoose 2015-07-28 05:56 pm (UTC)(link)
That makes Clark frown. He knows why he was put under virtual reality, and he knows the technology they used. Kryptonians are (were) brutal. But it hadn’t even crossed his mind that there would be people willing to do that to other humans.

“That’s- I’m sorry to hear that. Not that it changes much, but still. And thanks for being so understanding, this must be really weird to you.”
controlledvariable: (civvies -- I'm just tired)

[personal profile] controlledvariable 2015-08-10 03:22 am (UTC)(link)
"My dad and I have a rocky relationship," Her smile is crooked and wry, like she knows that isn't really something to joke about but it's - easier to make a joke out of it than to consider it for what it is.

Or to think about the fact that her dad is back in her world, with her mom.

She just has to hope he really is in prison for good.

"And the thanks aren't necessary, dealing with weirdness is part of the job."