The Zombie Apocalypse Meme

[ex_hostile376]

1. Comment with your character.
2. Find a character you want to reply to!
3. Choose or roll a scenario from the list below.
4. Comment away and have fun!

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Warning for triggers of violence and death.
i . INFECTION.

• 1. YOU ARE INFECTED. It could be days, hours, or even minutes before you turn. Do you keep it to yourself and pray for a cure? Or do you hand your weapon over and trust your friend to put you down before you can hurt anyone?
• 2. YOU KNOW. At least, you're pretty sure. They've been getting thinner, weaker, and the temperature that they're running can't be good. How do you proceed?
• 3. THEY'RE STILL HUMAN. These zombies are still people, you're the only one that sees it.
• 4. IT'S YOU OR ME. There's no way the two of you can get out of here alive. Are you a good enough friend to let them go, or are you the sort to ensure that you only have to outrun them?
• 5. ABOMINATION. You've handled everything you've come across so far, but this is just wrong. Be it a baby, an animal, or a horrific mutation that grants it special powers—this one is throwing you for a loop.
• 6. NOT YOU. You recognize that one. Maybe it's a family member, a close friend, a lover, or a co-worker - you know who they are. Do you have the strength to do what needs to be done?

ii . SUPPLIES.

• 1. NOTHING LEFT. You're running out of almost everything. You've only got enough to feed one person now. Do you give it up, or are you ready to kill so that you may survive?
• 2. FOOD RUN. You and your buddy are all that stands between your group and cannibalism. Better hop to it.
• 3. ROTTEN. It's sat out too long and now everything is bad. You might have eaten it before you realized how rotten it was and now you're paying the price.
• 4. STOCKED. You found the ideal hideout and you want for nothing.

iii. YOU AGAINST THE WORLD

• 1. YOU'VE GOT A PLAN. You can protect your team, but it might cost you your life.
• 2. IMPROVISED WEAPONRY. They're closing in and you've got to think fast.
• 3. MUTINY. You're tired of their authority. You can do a better job.
• 4. ESCAPE. That city was getting too full, you've hotwired and tricked out a vehicle and now you're getting the hell out of dodge. Any zombie causalities are completely intentional.
• 5. SURROUNDED. Your safe space isn't so safe. They're on all sides of you and you're starting to run out of ammo.
• 6. NEVER ENDING ROAD TRIP. You've been in this car for ages, everyone is getting tired, and you're not sure where a safe rest stop is.
• 7. YOU WERE IN ON IT. You're safe in the head office of EVIL INC. and nothing can go wrong. Unless that clumsy scientist knocks that vial over, or unless one of your co-workers goes mad with the guilt. Or maybe you didn't know what you were getting into, maybe you've switched sides and you two aim to fix this mess.
• 8. ONLY ONES LEFT. Everyone else is dead. You're all that's left in the world. Where do you go from here?

iv. WILDCARD.
Create your own scenario, pick one from above or mix and match!

Comments

Wreck-It Ralph | Taken During His Time in Hero's Duty

[wreckingduty]

[Ralph thinks he's ready to shoot some zombies, but he's more than likely just going to run away and be completely useless.]

HI I didn't even roll I'm just winging it here 8D

[stopgostopdie]

[So what does he do when one of the supposedly dead "zombies" stirs at his feet, cracks an eye open, and peers up at him?]

They gone yet?

Hi! :D *thumbs up* Awesome, those can be the most fun sometimes!

[wreckingduty]

[Scream and panic is what he's going to do.]

Ahhh! Why aren't you dead?!

[He starts backing away, looking around nervously for a quick escape.

It's probably a good thing he doesn't seem to remember he's holding a large gun in his hands.]

Yay!

[stopgostopdie]

[Shitai sits up, looking a bit too exasperated at this reaction, and glances over himself. Yup, still green and bleeding everywhere.]

Was last I checked.

Hey, calm down. M'not one of creeps out there, and don't wanna attract more of 'em. 'Least you've got a gun.

[Great job reminding him, Shitai!]

Whoo!

[wreckingduty]

[Ralph's going to duck behind a trash can that really doesn't hide more than say, one of his legs, but he feels slightly more secure there.

He leans around, looking closer at the zombie guy.]

So you're not gonna try and eat me like those other guys?

[Oh! His gun, he's going to fumble with it and nearly drop it on the ground before finally and shakily pointing at Shitai. Don't worry, his aim's not that great, if he does decide to fire.

He does his best to sound fierce and imposing and sure of himself when he speaks again, but his voice is wavering too much in fear to really accomplish that.]

How do I know it's not a trick?

Wondering if I should say Shitai was trying to game-hop too... :|a

[stopgostopdie]

Brains're pretty gross, to be honest.

[And considering where he's from? He's had more than enough gross for one lifetime, thank you very much. Shitai's stood by now, and moves decidedly more... normally than the lurching horrors lurking in the city streets.

He does take a step back when the gun is pointed at him, raising his hands in a show of peace. He's now standing next to... were those traffic cones here a minute ago?]

Uh... well, y'didn't see any of those other things talking, did you? Other than moaning about brains and stuff, I mean.

Ooh, that could be interesting! :D

[wreckingduty]

[Ralph relaxes a little and lowers the gun slightly, Shitai does have a point about his speech and he did notice that his movement was much more smooth than the other zombies.

He shakes his head.]

No. Not inside the game, anyway.

[Zombie at the Bad-Anon meeting had comparatively quite a lot to say, in contrast to the zombies that had tried to eat him here before he ran away.

He just wanted to be a Hero for once and in his excitement, he had forgotten just how much zombies creeped him out.]

Indeed! :D Because I really can't blame him for not sticking around in his original game.

[stopgostopdie]

Right...

[He sighs, relaxing a bit as well, then mutters something to himself about why he ever thought jumping to this game was a good idea. It had zombies, he could blend in? Right, brilliant. Not. Even if he did get to be mobile for once.]

Erm... there a... safehouse or something around?

[Yeah he has no idea how this game works.]

Oh man, does he have a rough time in his home game too?

[wreckingduty]

[Ralph blinks and shakes his head. He could really get behind the idea of finding a safehouse. They can hide there until the game is over and then he's getting out of here as fast as he can. The others and the player will be just fine and can take care of themselves.]

I don't know, I haven't seen one. Maybe there's one nearby?

[The sooner they got inside, the better.]


[[Sorry about that, spaced out a bit!]]

iii: 4

[namesram]

Hey! This way!

[The little guy with the stripy helmet is leaning out of a gateway that looks just barely wide enough for someone with Ralph's bulk to squeeze through. The car park on the other side of the fence is full of empty vehicles of all varieties, and looks otherwise deserted -- a good thing, with the city the way it is these days.]

[wreckingduty]

[It takes a moment for Ralph to find his savior, but when he does, he barrels his way towards his new best friend.

Once he arrives at the gate, he comes to an abrupt halt and looks at the doorway, trying to figure out the best way to fit through it. If need be, he'll just do a little reconstruction and enlarge the gateway in his own style.

He gives Ram a harried smile.]

Thanks, buddy, I owe you one.

[namesram]

[The gate's narrow, but if Ralph turns sideways he should just be able to make it. And as an added bonus, the gate can then be closed behind them, which, if the figures gathering distantly at the end of the street are any indication, would be a good thing.

His new best friend's smiling also, though, delighted to see a friendly face.]

Hey, no problem! Just c'mon in before some of those guys figure out we're here, okay?

[wreckingduty]

[Ralph nods quickly.]

Right.

[He looks at the gate one more time, then turns sideways, takes a deep breath, and scoots his way through, wincing as the armor scrapes against the wall.

Once he's clear, he breathes a sigh of relief and takes a few steps away to get out of the way of the gate.]

You don't know how glad I am to see you.

[namesram]

[Slamming the gate shut, the little guy bars it and steps back along with Ralph, leaning against the brick wall along one side of the car park. Up close, he's scraped up a bit, shaky and smudged with whatever this game's been using for dirt and mud, but the lines on his light armor still glow through.]

Probably about as glad as I am to see you. I was starting to think there was nobody else left..... I'm Ram; what's your name?

[wreckingduty]

I'm Wreck-It Ralph. I haven't seen anybody else but zombies either.

[He looks back through the gate. His voice wavers a bit when he speaks.]

Do you think anyone else is trapped in there?

[He didn't really like the idea of abandoning anyone to that mess, even though the zombies terrified him out of his mind.]

[namesram]

I don't know. I really hope not.

[Ram also hates the idea of leaving anyone behind, especially in a place like this. But how would they know if there was anyone, without seeing them? There were too many of the shambling virus-things to allow a thorough search.]

Hopefully they'll come here, if there is anyone. I've never seen a level designed like this.

[He looks out through the gate, where the distant figures have mostly dispersed; their attention span is way lower than any User he's ever seen and he's run insurance calculations for some doozies in his time. Then he looks back up at Ralph -- scared, yeah, but also just as worried as he is about anyone who might be caught out in the danger zone. This is a guy after his own heart.]

C'mere. [He motions to a ledge that runs along the base of the wall, plenty wide enough to sit on.] You look like you could use a breather. Were you running for long?

[wreckingduty]

[Ralph nods.]

Yeah, this looks like the only safe place around, maybe they'll realize it too.

[Was there any others? Could anyone survive that disaster out there? Ralph had been lucky, but he knew he had only seen a little of this game so far. It was hard to get a good look at things when you were running in a blind panic.

He walks over to the ledge Ram indicated and put one of his massive hands on it, testing to see if it could hold his weight. At 643 pounds, it's easy to break things by accident.

Once he determines that it'll hold him up, he hauls himself on the ledge and sits next to Ram.

He nods again.]

Yeah, I've been running pretty much since I got here. I didn't expect it to be...well...like this.

iii-5! Also, eeeee Ralph

[flickerember]

[Oops. Seems somebody else made the jump from the wrong neck of the game woods. -And that metaphor was extremely strained. The point is, there's now a blond woman in a set of red robes torching zombies left, right, and central. And it ain't with a flamethrower.]

[She's also a might bit outnumbered and running out of stamina for spell-casting.]

Light help me, how many of these things are there? Help! Someone help!

[Quick, Ralph! Go be a hero!]

<3! Ralph is so great. :D

[wreckingduty]

[Ralph is currently curled up against an alley wall and hiding behind a pile of boxes that was somehow tall enough to hide his massive size.

He hears her call out and shakes his head, it's gotta be his imagination or something.

But what if someone really needed help? If he was in trouble, he'd want someone to rescue him.

Ralph carefully peers around the boxes and his heart sinks. That lady is definitely surrounded by zombies. She looks like she's doing fine at first, but he can tell that her flames are getting weaker with every blast.

He sighs in a sort of growl, he can't just let her fight alone, but zombies are disgusting! And scary!

It takes him a moment to build up his courage and then he suddenly charges towards the horde of zombies with what was supposed to be a ferocious battle cry, but it really comes off more as a deranged yell.

Either way, it's Ralph to the rescue, though he might end up needing rescuing himself by the time this is over.]

He's adorable! <3

[flickerember]

[The final cast she makes barely qualifies as a flame. It's more smoke than fire, and it's only just enough to put down one zombie. She pants heavily, leaning over with her hands on her knees. There's a fine layer of sweat on her brow.]

This is it...

[Then Ralph charges in bellowing and she looks up with the biggest relieved expression imaginable. The zombies turn from her, focusing on the large loud man running at them. But these guys aren't like Ralph's buddy Zombie. They're not smart. And they're very, very hungry.]

Wha- who're you?!

Hee, he really is! <3

[wreckingduty]

[Things are a little too hectic for a proper introduction, so he glances over at her and quickly replies.]

I'm Wreck-It Ralph, but that's not important right now.

[He turns his attention back to the zombies and starts shooting wildly at the mass. His accuracy is terrible, but there's so many of them that most of his shots at least graze parts of the zombies.

However, his ammo is going to run out eventually and he hasn't seen any way to replenish it in this game.

He might have to wreck the zombies' day the old-fashioned way before long.]

Soooo gonna see the movie ASAP!

[flickerember]

[Despite the chaos, the woman manages a weak little smile.]

Meinal Craig of Stormwind.

[While Ralph is busy spraying bullets into the horde, Meinal's busy behind him. She pulls a glowing blue bottle of some kind of liquid from inside her robes. Uncorking it takes a second. Draining it takes a second more. But immediately, the strain fades from her face. She turns, grinning.]

Watch out! This is going to be toasty.

[And a giant fireball goes roaring right past Ralph to incinerate a zombie completely.]

:D I saw an advance preview last Thursday, it's the best movie I've ever seen. ^_^

[wreckingduty]

[Ralph gives a slight nod when she mentions her name to show that he heard her, he's too busy focused on blasting the zombies and keeping his fear down and courage up to say anything.

When the fireball blasts past him, he jumps to the side with a yelp.]

Whoa!

[If that was Meinal at her full power, he was definitely glad she was on his side and not fighting against him.]

Really? Sweet! :D

[flickerember]

Oops. Sorry! Should have warned you in advance. You're not from my neck of the woods.

[Not unless somebody out there on the front is giving out awesome new weapons. Meinal laughs weakly and turns a few more of the undead attackers into ashes. This time, she's pacing herself. It helps when there's somebody else lending a hand.]

[...And just for giggles, she might have turned one particularly big zombie into a sheep. Y'know. Gotta use Polymorph sometime, right?]

:D I can't wait until I can see it again!

[wreckingduty]

[Some of the zombies had drawn closer when Ralph had been distracted by the sudden fireball, but Meinal's subsequent attacks had kept them at bay long enough for Ralph to regain what little composure he could hold on to so that he could go back to shooting zombies.

He's glad that she's doing better now, especially since she's doing quite a bit of damage to the horde, maybe this will be over quickly and he can continue hiding elsewhere.

The sheep definitely catches his attention, Ralph tilts his head as he watches it wander around, now that was something new he hadn't seen before. His distraction may allow the zombies to approach even closer.]