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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!
withoutaworld: (what if no one's watching?)

[personal profile] withoutaworld 2015-07-09 08:13 pm (UTC)(link)
The question prompts a giggle, too high-pitched to be really comforting. She manages to choke it down quickly, swallows hard, and nods.

"I'm fine. Just. I didn't expect to... You don't know me." It's not a question. She already knows, and she's resigned herself to it.

She finally remembers the door's hanging open behind her and she still doesn't know what's out there, so she turns long enough to close it firmly and then steps toward him, holding out her free hand.

"I'm Rikki Barnes. Bu- uh. Nomad."
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[personal profile] usavatar 2015-07-09 10:27 pm (UTC)(link)
"Wait- Barnes?" He shakes her hand, confusion jumping from eight to eleven. The 'Nomad' designation takes him a moment, before he realizes it's maybe something like Captain America. "I know a James Barnes. You're not... related, are you?"

Bucky will have some serious explaining to do when Steve finds him, otherwise.
withoutaworld: (what if no one's watching?)

[personal profile] withoutaworld 2015-07-10 12:43 am (UTC)(link)
Ohhh, here they go. Rikki sighs softly and scrubs her free hand over her face.

"That's... kind of..." Complicated. She could lie, in an attempt to not sound like a crazy person, but it's going to come out eventually. Also lying to Cap just feels wrong, and she's pretty sure she wouldn't be able to sound even a little believable if she tried.

"Yeah. Actually. Bucky Barnes is my grandfather."
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[personal profile] usavatar 2015-07-10 01:17 am (UTC)(link)
Okay, then. "He's my age."

That's it. That's all. That's the whole tag.
withoutaworld: (I have earned my disillusionment)

[personal profile] withoutaworld 2015-07-10 01:22 am (UTC)(link)
She can't help but roll her eyes a little, giving him the 'are you stupid' look she used to give him back when they worked together, when he'd say something particularly obvious. It's just a moment, when she forgets he's not her Cap, her partner.

"Well, yeah, I figured he was probably twenty-something at some point in his life." Probably.

She eyes him for a moment, lingering on his uniform, and then glances back up to his face. "I'm guessing we're not from the same time. Definitely not from the same place. ...good to know it's not just me bouncing around between universes, this time..."
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[personal profile] usavatar 2015-07-10 02:07 am (UTC)(link)
"I'm getting tired of saying this, but I don't know what you're talking about."

He smiles, crookedly, inviting her to share his self-depreciation. Seriously. Time lines, universes, people knowing him that he's never met, superpowers - this day is not getting any easier.
withoutaworld: (I'm no heroine; not last time I checked)

[personal profile] withoutaworld 2015-07-10 02:19 am (UTC)(link)
Her shoulders slump a little - she's not surprised, not annoyed with him, but God, it aches talking to someone who's so much like her best friend and so not.

"I'm sorry. It's, um... not the first time I've woken up somewhere I shouldn't be. In a world that wasn't mine. I guess it's not important now."

She turns back to the door and takes a deep breath as she faces the ominous message painted on them again. "...any chance you have a gun on you? 'Cause I sure don't."
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[personal profile] usavatar 2015-07-12 07:55 am (UTC)(link)
"Just the shield, but I think Howard will hit me with it if I start throwing it around again."

He rests a hand on her shoulder. "It is important. I didn't mean to make you feel like it wasn't."

Even if he doesn't understand exactly what she means, yet. Even if he can't quite wrap his head around all of this.
withoutaworld: ('cause I'm a joyful girl)

[personal profile] withoutaworld 2015-07-14 02:35 am (UTC)(link)
She manages a little smile, her shoulders relaxing slightly with the contact despite herself. "It's not your fault. I know everything about this is crazy. But... thanks."

She pauses, glancing at the shield, and her smile brightens with real interest. God, he is new to this - it doesn't even have paint on it yet. "You mean it's not meant to be thrown? Because... I kind of thought that was half the point."
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[personal profile] usavatar 2015-07-16 09:18 pm (UTC)(link)
He gives her shoulder a little squeeze before letting go. He clears his throat. "Uhhh. Not exactly. There was a sniper and I wasn't thinking. Howard almost killed me."

Wait. "Does that mean I should start practicing?"
withoutaworld: ('cause I'm a joyful girl)

[personal profile] withoutaworld 2015-07-18 01:29 am (UTC)(link)
She fights down a laugh, biting her lip until she's got it under control.

"Well... if you get the angle right you can get it to bounce back. Or off a few more people's heads. It's a little heavy for me and I was never that good at doing the math in my head, but it's really cool when it works out."

That's a yes, Steve. You should be practicing. Rikki would love to watch.
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[personal profile] usavatar 2015-07-20 01:29 am (UTC)(link)
"When it works out." He grins crookedly. "I'll practice, but I think for now I'm going to keep it close in the field."

He shoves against the doors and eases himself out first, not willing to risk Rikki's safety, even if she does seem capable. "...Clear. I don't see anything."
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[personal profile] withoutaworld 2015-07-22 08:28 am (UTC)(link)
She steps out after him, puppy held tightly against her chest where it'll be easy to protect if they get into trouble. But... there's nothing. Just silence, the empty compound and the fence some distance off. Not much outside the fence that she can see either, brown hills and scrubland.

Definitely not anywhere near New York, that's for sure...

Glancing back, she notices the message on the outside of the doors. "Well that's definitely a good sign..."
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[personal profile] usavatar 2015-08-03 12:59 am (UTC)(link)
"Very literally a bad one."

He runs his hand over the edge of the shield, trying not to think about the date too much. He's already met a few people from the future here. Being in the future shouldn't make a difference, but somehow it does.

"You good with watching the rear?"
withoutaworld: (walking up to the edge and jumping)

[personal profile] withoutaworld 2015-08-08 06:42 am (UTC)(link)
She snorts softly at his comment, stifling a giggle. It's probably not actually that funny, but under the circumstances... she'll take her humor where she can find it.

She gives a little salute with the hand not holding the puppy, not at all ironic. "No problem, Cap."