Zombies. Why did it have to be zombies?
Who: All of Clairbourn!
What: The town is overrun with undead beings with a craving for human flesh. The school is opened up as a place for safety. What will happen? Who will live? The drama potential! The final declarations of love! Of hate! Your character's fate is in your hands. Choose wisely.
When: October 30 to... Halloween? Beyond? To be determined.
Where: Clairbourn High.
WARNINGS: Violence, gore, cursing, blahblah. This isn't going to be a good thread, kids.
By some miracle, it was Gin Ichimaru that seemed to reach the looming fortress of a school building first.
He hadn't been allowed to return to his home that day. The virus itself hadn't become a real problem until the early afternoon hours, when more people were actually dying from the bites and coming back. Biting more people. Spreading the virus. He wasn't so sure how something like it could take over so quickly, yet it was happening. It really was happening. From the look of the smoke looming over the eastern district of Clairbourn, his small house was most likely consumed in flames. Everything gone. It really was happening.
After having left the school for the day and found that he was denied entrance to his own section of neighborhood, after a man with a disgusting amount of blood dripping from his mouth had cracked his driver's side window, Gin had spent an hour parked a mile or so away from the school. He thought, he reflected, he tried to make sense of a world that no longer seemed to be a reality. On a normal basis, he prided himself with being strictly down-to-earth and relatively sensible about things. There was nothing relative about any of this.
He wasn't scared. More... Disappointed. Confused. For once, he was unsure of the earth he inhabited and it left him feeling as if he weren't himself. From 3:20 PM until the time he parked his car where a uniformed officer instructed him, not a single grin passed over his face. How very odd.
From the moment he stepped out of his car, everything became a blur of shakily spoken orders and quick examinations that left him finally smiling, if but for how strange they were.
Finally, against all his protests, two burly soldiers with no nonsense expressions covering their panicked interiors escorted him to the cafeteria (the central place of meeting, they said - everyone was to be taken to the large room). What a surprise that proved to be. The entire room had seemed to have undergone a complete change. Only three tables that had once seated happy students eating delicacies of all sorts remained, crowded together as if in fear toward the doors that led to each serving line. What happened to be taking the place of the rest of the missing tables made his stomach turn a bit within him (less than it had when the news of the virus reached him, yet just enough to be noticed). Rickety cots. Dozens of them. They lined the floor in carefully placed rows, starting a few feet from the door he had been shoved through and ending a foot from where the three tables were gathered.
Gripped by the deadly silence of the room, he moved away from the door and to one of the cots closest to him. Numbly, he took a seat, barely registering the creaks as it gave in to the unaccustomed weight.
He was no longer smiling.
[ ooc: Feel free to post IN COMMENTS after this, individual threads for individual characters/scenes/whatever. Put in the subject who is in the scene and who is allowed to join. If it's private between two or three characters, say so. If it's open, say so. You do not have to interact with poor Gin; I simply started the scene with him to, er, make it easier. You will be allowed to wander through the school if you can get past the few army/police men around. Random events may happen through night and day, so keep your eye on the different threads!
Start with how the characters arrive at the school and go from there. Us mods want to keep outside Clairbourn activity to a minimum, for sake of not confusing the Hell out of everyone.
Anymore questions can be directed to me, Kira-mod, on AIM. ]
What: The town is overrun with undead beings with a craving for human flesh. The school is opened up as a place for safety. What will happen? Who will live? The drama potential! The final declarations of love! Of hate! Your character's fate is in your hands. Choose wisely.
When: October 30 to... Halloween? Beyond? To be determined.
Where: Clairbourn High.
WARNINGS: Violence, gore, cursing, blahblah. This isn't going to be a good thread, kids.
By some miracle, it was Gin Ichimaru that seemed to reach the looming fortress of a school building first.
He hadn't been allowed to return to his home that day. The virus itself hadn't become a real problem until the early afternoon hours, when more people were actually dying from the bites and coming back. Biting more people. Spreading the virus. He wasn't so sure how something like it could take over so quickly, yet it was happening. It really was happening. From the look of the smoke looming over the eastern district of Clairbourn, his small house was most likely consumed in flames. Everything gone. It really was happening.
After having left the school for the day and found that he was denied entrance to his own section of neighborhood, after a man with a disgusting amount of blood dripping from his mouth had cracked his driver's side window, Gin had spent an hour parked a mile or so away from the school. He thought, he reflected, he tried to make sense of a world that no longer seemed to be a reality. On a normal basis, he prided himself with being strictly down-to-earth and relatively sensible about things. There was nothing relative about any of this.
He wasn't scared. More... Disappointed. Confused. For once, he was unsure of the earth he inhabited and it left him feeling as if he weren't himself. From 3:20 PM until the time he parked his car where a uniformed officer instructed him, not a single grin passed over his face. How very odd.
From the moment he stepped out of his car, everything became a blur of shakily spoken orders and quick examinations that left him finally smiling, if but for how strange they were.
Finally, against all his protests, two burly soldiers with no nonsense expressions covering their panicked interiors escorted him to the cafeteria (the central place of meeting, they said - everyone was to be taken to the large room). What a surprise that proved to be. The entire room had seemed to have undergone a complete change. Only three tables that had once seated happy students eating delicacies of all sorts remained, crowded together as if in fear toward the doors that led to each serving line. What happened to be taking the place of the rest of the missing tables made his stomach turn a bit within him (less than it had when the news of the virus reached him, yet just enough to be noticed). Rickety cots. Dozens of them. They lined the floor in carefully placed rows, starting a few feet from the door he had been shoved through and ending a foot from where the three tables were gathered.
Gripped by the deadly silence of the room, he moved away from the door and to one of the cots closest to him. Numbly, he took a seat, barely registering the creaks as it gave in to the unaccustomed weight.
He was no longer smiling.
[ ooc: Feel free to post IN COMMENTS after this, individual threads for individual characters/scenes/whatever. Put in the subject who is in the scene and who is allowed to join. If it's private between two or three characters, say so. If it's open, say so. You do not have to interact with poor Gin; I simply started the scene with him to, er, make it easier. You will be allowed to wander through the school if you can get past the few army/police men around. Random events may happen through night and day, so keep your eye on the different threads!
Start with how the characters arrive at the school and go from there. Us mods want to keep outside Clairbourn activity to a minimum, for sake of not confusing the Hell out of everyone.
Anymore questions can be directed to me, Kira-mod, on AIM. ]