Resident Evil Rpg

[Ralkmere]

1Time skips may happen. 2Rules are simple. 3Have fun 4Be original as possible with your characters 5Be fair and realistic, no one person is a one man tank 6No characters used from any Series 7And no arguing about who is better, save that for any debate threads 8And nothing sexual, affection is fine. First offence will be a warning. Second will be additional warning Third will be short time banning Forth a permit banning with little chance to return Severalty of punishment may vary on rules broken This rpg will be based on the games, not movies as they are inaccurate and at times kill the wrong characters for no reasons. And we will not f up the story of the games; any attempts will be punishable by severity This part will be based in raccoon city 24 hours before the infection happens and a set time after the bomb drop. Character can be almost anything, professionally although there will a limit on certain professions, like the military and any ex military or police and almost everyone be a civilian. you must be in or near racoon city. Later on you must be within the city when the infection occurs. Recommendations would be to put a lot of thought into your character/s, and their own phiscal limits and asking others to help you is a great way to help over come objects. *CHARACTER SHEET* (Those with a * next to them are required) *Name: *Age: Skin: hight: *Sex: (Male or Female) *Occupation: (Job) Traits: Background History: *Weapons: (Maximum of 2 for now, and please don't do something like "RPG 7, M60 Machinegun") Weapon Attachments: (Keep in mind, Silencers are illegal for civilians, along with full automatic weapons. Maximum of 2 attachments) Picture or discription: (A picture of what your character looks like) *Name: Jack Cox *Age: 25 *Sex: (no) male *skin: tan *hight: 6' *Occupation: lumberjack Traits: easy to get along with, cautious, and known for his voice of wisdoms, and slightly paranoid at times. Weapon Attachments: Axe., 22. m bolt action rifle, with 2x cross hair scope and sling. Clothes: flannel vest with white shirt and blue genes Discription: husky, with a country accent and black hair. Name: John Highwind Age: 20 Sex: male hight: 6'2" skin: white Occupation: S.TA.R.S. Traits: quite, often seemed to be angry Weapons: tactual submachine gun without stock, berretta Clothes: light tactical clothes. discription: touch of english accent,and has blond hair Name: Veronika telkegawa Age: unknown ( no man has ever dared to ask or lives to know) but young,possably 20s Sex: female hight: 5'9" in heels 5'4" without skin: golden brown tan Occupation: field journalist Traits: bright, “known as a fast talker” Weapons: stun gun and pocket knife Clothes: skirted suit. discription: strawberry blond hair. PLEASE ONLY POST YOUR CHARACTER SHEETS. I WILL THEN POST THE PROLOGUE TO KICK EVERYTHING OFF...THEN STORYLINE POSTING WILL START. (if you know nothing of game, then this will be the best time to start, if you have any questions feel free to ask)

[MadMIkE]

Name:Codename:Quick-scope *Age:26 Skin:White *Sex:Male *Occupation:Military Agent Traits:He can aim well,run fast,and is a demolitionist Background History:Codename Quick scope was your average soldier until the militray grew wary of Umbrella's inentions.Before he became an agent,his rank was Captain,he trained Soldiers and watched the world revolve around him.He was one day approached by a "Fed",and was turned into an agent,but not a major one,only for the Umbrella investagation.About a week of staying at random hotels and motels in Racoon City,waiting for Umbrell to slip up.

[Ralkmere]

Veronika walked into the lumberyard holding clip board ageist herself. Her entrance was met with eyes from Jack, who placed some final wooden planks on a shelf. Veronika:”hello, and you are Jack? I assume” Jack “howdy, and I take it your veronika” Veronika “yes…it seems your support to turn down more support from umbrella prop 99, after all umbrella has reported that its requires the support of more taxes, now why is that?” Jack “look, if you wish to chit chat lets go inside” Veronika “fine, but I don’t have all day” They turned and headed for his shop. Jack “I just don’t think that media group needs taxes to do, heck I don’t know what they saying they are using it for, they get on t.v. and it seems they speak gibberish” Veronika “well, that gibberish as you called it, for their seven point plan to bring the next cutting edge to media news…” Jack “and how would you feel about having to pay more?” Veronika “sir, I ask the questions…but no, I agree with you” Jack opened the door for veronika as they entered, John stood looking over some of the wooden chairs as he looked back at them. John brefly returned his attancen to the chairs. Veronika “and thanks…but tell me what do you plan to do if it passes?” Jack “I reckon nothing, sense I figure its not likely to get passed” Veronika “well, that’s all the time I have” Jack “you busy tomorrow night?” Veronika” yea, Im going to repaint my car…so im stopping by the joes paint shop” Jack” alrighty then, we take a rain check then.” Veronika “stupid hick , I guess he doesn’t know that house paint doesn’t belong on a car” Veronika walked out the shop, as john walked up to jack and paused for a moment. Jack, ”so how can I help ya sir” John,” just browsing” Jack,”alrighty” Jack walked behide the counter as john left the store.

[MadMIkE]

MEANWHILE Quick-Scope was inside an Umbrella facility,digging through some records of past experiments of their products Quick-scope:God damnit,its not here.I cant find any incriminating info on their past projects... He finally found an Umbrella Article,that looked rather intresting "The subjects are having weird behaviours towards anyone who walks by,we had to detain them and put them in a giant glass box.Theyre going insane in there,its pretty weird.Not only that,their hair and skin are flaking off,I cant begin to describe it..." The name was smudged off and the date read only "March" Quick-scope:This might help...

[Ralkmere]

She set her papers down in the set next to her and pulled out a piece of paper as she shut the door. Veronika “umm…now I wonder if I should talk to this fed….it could be big news if they suspect something…or a flop” She began to dial the number written, as it began to ring. “if rick says its important for us to know what they know, it must be…although how he got a fed number, it must mean the feds are looking for any area for info, or the feds information must be taken when they enter raccoon city, sense umbrella has reported its may cause unneeded worries if anyone just enters without a warning” (she is calling you mike, if your wondering)

[Kairu]

Name: Julian Smith Age: 21 Skin: peachy tan height: 5'10" Sex: Male Occupation: Writer Traits: Courageous, thoughtful, outgoing, will step up to be a leader when necessary, creative, and intuitive Background History: Julian started writing at a young age. He started out with sci-fi and fantasy novels, but as the inevitable drew closer, he began writing about the impending Zombie apocalypse. Ironically enough, his novels fortold the future of the planet. Weapons: 9mm pistol that was kept in his desk and a buckshot shotgun that was in the hall of his cabin. Weapon Attachments: None Picture or discription: Julian is dressed in dark blue jeans and wears a black flannel button-up shirt. He has a goatee shaped like an anchor and white stripe down the middle of it. He has a messy haircut from the isolation and long furry sideburns. Julian was in his cabin in the middle of the forest in Montana listening to a rock band on his small radio. His dog, Lady, nudged her bowl towards Julian to signal she was hungry. Julian got up and went to the cupboard and to his surprise there was no dog food left. He grabbed the keys and climbed into his truck and drove into town.

[MadMIkE]

Quick scope looked at his phone Q.C:Damnit! He took the phone out Q.C:Who in the hell is this?

[Kairu]

Julian drove into town and the sun was beating down, the market filled with cheers and laughter. He pulled up to the grocery store and bought a 20-pound bag of dog food, asprin also for the dog, and mentos for himself. He shut the door and started to drive back to his cabin.

[Ralkmere]

(okay, frist off kairu, he couldn’t have written a book that would foretold the future of the plant, sense he not Jesus and their has been no evidence that life after death could not exist yet, and secondly, raccoon city isn’t in Kentucky, he gotta be in raccoon city, or at lest live near it. Although he does remind me of a lot of crack pot writers who lives alone in the backwater woods, clinging to their shotgun) Veronika “ This is veronika, and I was wondering if you would be available for lunch, to deguess the matters of umbrella corp.”

[MadMIkE]

Q.C:What da fawk is diz shit...Fine,when and where? He was putting the journal entry into his bag