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So from what I can summarize about the story; is it's basically a social interaction based role-play? For some constructive criticism; I would recommend implementing more details about what is happening around the world. Who is fighting in the war? Why did it start? And why skip over the third world war? It's a perfect starting ground for a story that you can work with; if not summarize. Most World Wars lead into the next World War, such as with World War I and II. To add to this, the Rocky Mountains are fairly vast in size; stretching over three-thousand miles across North-America and into British-Columbia in the western region of Canada. Where in the Rockies is this base located? How large is the base? How can the base sustain a farm at high elevations with cold temperatures? Little things like this should be explained to add depth to your role-play.

Good idea, and I thought of the internet thing before, now we just have to give it a name, something cheesy and 90's like, so Galaxynet.

All accepted except Wolf until app is fixed, and I like my Fallout RP but everyone practically left, I'm still planning on posting, but this RP and the Knights of the Grey RP are my main priorities. Plus I'm doing a rival RP. Oh and the reason there's an age limit is because it's annoying when someone comes along and RP's as a ripped 80 year old who can do parkour or a sniping 5 year old who can do 360 no scopes. Once you start getting into age 30-50, your body is slowly deteriorating, you're becoming old, thus some experience graying hair, wrinkles, etc, it'd be hard to believe that a 60 year old would easily survive in the apocalypse. That doesn't mean however that there aren't any left.

((Ah The Walking Dead RP, not to gloat, but that was pretty much the best storyline I've made, twisted & disturbing, but yeah.))

I stood in silence and watched her walk to what looked like a kitchen. Jesus, what the hell was her problem. I began to get a little angry by her words, so much so that i gripped my pistol that was holstered in my pocket but i constrained myself and stepped a little forward. "So... Should i just call you No name because- Something stepped into the room and i turned in time to see the three god damned walkers i left alone walk into the apartment. I used my machete to quickly kill them and soon stepped back towards the kitchen. "Listen i know by now that I've probably left an annoyance in you, i get it, your the bad ass zombie killer, but i risked my ass to save you and you treat me- i stopped mid-sentence. What the hell was i doing lecturing her, i might as well have tried to commit suicide. If there's one thing i know that i shouldn't do, its **** people off at the end of the world. I thought for a minute on how to get her on my good side and came up with something. A few days ago, i found a large stockpile of MRE's that the military had collected, i didn't know what use they had now but, you never know. She also in my opinion appeared to be exhausted, maybe i could allow her to stay at the Coffee Shop and rest. "Never mind, anyway, i found a large stockpile of MRE's nearby the other day and i have a secure location we can stay at for a couple of days, its that Coffee shop just across the street." I said.
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I take my BB Gun and start shooting the walkers in the eyes, so it stuns them. More walkers come, though, attracted to the sounds. "We're gonna have to hold off until they're all dead!" I say.

((Last post for today. Peace.))

"I got this."

Arkantos glows a light red, then opens fire with the Mod. Steyr HBAR.

The Door started to make banging noises. The noises started to get louder, and louder, until the door was destroyed. The first Walkers to come in were the weaker types, and the Sentry Guns took care of them. However, a stronger species of Walkers came, which could be identified by being 2x bigger, and with a red hue. The Sentry Guns had difficulty to kill them, and some of them even destroyed the Smaller Sentries.

"These Sentries won't hold 'em for too long!", said the Engineer as he fired blasts of his Shotgun at the stronger Zombies.

"What should we do?", asked the Pyro as he flamed some of the Zombies.

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Sorry I've been gone for the past few days, I've been with friends. I probably won't post until tomorrow.

Okay. See you until tomorrow.

Sorry I've been gone for the past few days, I've been with friends. I probably won't post until tomorrow.

"Oh, good. I thought you would never stop screaming.", he said.

"Where am I?", said a slightly-muffled voice.

The Engineer turned around, and found the Pyro, without his Gas Mask, but with his head covered in Toilet Paper. "PYRO?!?!", he said loudly.

"Yes?", he answered. That person looked exactly the same as the Engineer. No, it must be the Engineer. It would be hard to get used to Reality.

"W-what happened to your Gas Mask?", the Engineer asked.

"For the first time, I decided to take it off.", the Pyro answered. "I...I realized that Mask made me go Insane. Seriously, I saw every person as little baby Fairies, and such.", he continued. "I realized that I have been living in a fantasy world for the length that I was wearing that Gas Mask. Wow, I was horribly tricked.", the Pyro continued.

"Yeah, makes sense. Noone ever understood what you said, nor what you thought.", he said.

The Engineer started to think that guy was more insane than the Pyro. Even the Sentries in the room started to malfunction due to Arkantos' screams. The Engineer went over to Arkantos, turned him around, and put his Left Hand on the Screamer's mouth. "Stop Screaming! You will attract those Zombie-like monsters!", he said.

The Pyro woke up in a startle due to someone screaming like insane. The Pyro looked around, then decided for the first time to take off his Mask, even though Miss Pauling told him that he may die if he doesn't wears his mask. He gasped as the restroom he saw when he had his Mask turned into a very different Bathroom as he took his mask off. It was much, much darker than he saw earlier. He looked at his Balloonicorn. There was nothing but a worn-off Rubber Duck. The Pyro realized that his Mask was tricking him all the time, and that was the reason that people treated him differently. But, still, what about the possibility that he could die? He didn't wanted to die, so he started to look for a way for him to stay without his Gas Mask while surviving. He took a look at the toilet paper. He picked it up, and put it around his head, leaving only a little space for the eyes. He unlocked himself, and went downstairs. He then started to think on how other people looked. Did they looked exactly like they did with the Mask? No, no, not possible. It altered everything. As he got down, he realized that they were almost exactly as same as him, except that they wore different clothing.

((Time change? I dunno.))

I put my gun on the ground next to my feet and held my ears. I heard some walkers walking down the street towards this place. Over his yelling, I said. "Make him stop yelling! We're gonna die!"

Alicia made her way down the stairs and stopped at the base, glancing up in the direction of the Pyro's screams. She felt somewhat guilty, like maybe her being afraid of him caused him pain, but the feeling was quickly replaced by the urge to sleep. Just as she'd reached the couch to finally close her eyes, the screaming increased to more than one person.

"Holy hell." She muttered to herself, putting her head between her knees, "I am never going to get to sleep with everyone being so obnoxious!"

After a moment of feeling awful for herself, she pulled out the Xylazine and one syringe from her coat pocket. Not thinking about attracting Walkers or anyone else, she drew back a couple cc's and stuck it into her bloodstream. She put the materials back into the pocket she'd had them in, she curled up on the couch and tried not to cry in the seven minutes she knew it'd take before it started to hit her.