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Years ago, when the virus first spread to the town of Erie, a small team of spec ops were sent in to cover up the outbreak, in attempts to quell fear in Colorado. Their mission was to transport a bomb to the center of the city and find the origin of the source of the outbreak in Colorado, while at the same time to kill any survivors living in the area. This is their story.


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Name:
Gender:
Age:
Country of Birth:
Skills: (Such as infiltration, any sort of guns, medicine, etc)
Gear: Just the color of the goggles your outfit has, and it's general color
Bio:
Rules
I'm the dictator DM
Your character can die at any point, if they do, feel free to introduce a new one.
One character at a time
Have fun.

Name: Curtis Mayne.
Gender: Male.
Age: 39.
Country of Birth: United States.
Skills: Medicine. Healing. Safety. Long Range Shooting.
Gear: He has black goggles and a dark green suit to blend in with surroundings.
Bio: Curtis was born to a Army family; both his mom and dad were involved. They had always pushed him into it, but truthfully, he didn't want to be in the middle of the battlefield. He wanted to be a doctor! Helping people in a hospital! Of course, this was no good. Yet as he grew; keeping quiet and doing what he was told, people started to take note of the boy's medical prowess. He was perfect for the sidelines, perfect for stealth. He still went through testing, the same physical screenings; but he passed them all. Small enough to hide, strong enough to hold a gun. His parents hadn't embraced it, but they didn't dare challenge the word of the higher up's. If we cut to now, he was assigned the job of Special Operations Medical Sergeant and was doing good too. He wasn't as witty as the group that was sent to Erie or as loud, but they know to respect him. He gave them their screenings and he can be the difference between life and death - literally. He supports his team with a sniper in his hand, ready to shoot at will.

Name: Ralph Wright
Gender: male
Age: 31
Country of birth: USA
Skills:medicine,scavenger,close quarter combat, rifles
Outfit: goggles are plain blue, suit is a camo of blue and darker green
Bio: Ralph Wright has brown hair and gray eyes. He is short and wiry allowing him to slip grabs easier. He came from a fairly wealthy family in Nebraska. Being the unexciting area it is renowned for he left at 18 to join the military and see the world. Ralph never thought being a medic would be exciting. He didn't even expect to be assigned to be trained as a medic due to shortages. His first time under fire while trying to reach a squad member who had been shot in the gut banished these thoughts.

He's glad to get down and dirty up close with any opponent using his 12 inch Bowie knife, he can also be effective at range with either semi or full automatic firearms.

After leaving active duty with 8 years active duty under his belt he was re-enlisted into a spec-ops team whos first mission was to investigate the town of Erie.

People still want to join this?

Of course! I love zombie rp's

edit: is this a continuation of your first one or something totally different?

Name: Gob Un
Gender: Male
Country of birth: U.S.A.
Weapon: (Nothing too powerful) He is highly skilled in martial arts, has a small dagger.
Physical description: A ripped agility type man with a scarred up face. He has brown hair and a large amount of freckles.
Strengths: Martial Arts, Medicine, Stealth
Weaknesses: Speech, guns, heavy weapons
Bio: Was orphaned, and lived in poverty for a long time. He now lives in a small home, and is socialy outcasted.

The squad sat alone in a blackhawk, save the pilots. They were approaching the city outskirts, and had some time to talk. Their objective was clear- blow a bomb up in the center of the city, and eliminate any survivors before hand.

"I'm supposing we're gonna wanna play this quietly then, can't risk word getting out that zombies are on the loose." said Ralph. "What do you guys think even started this thing anyways?"

"It still doesn't feels right y'know I mean the army taught us civilians were to be protected but now we're going and killing a bunch in the city" Ralph looked ahead trying to catch a glimpse of the landing zone before they reached it.

"Why?" Gob seemed angry, "Imagine us in this situation. What if somebody else wants in blown up?

"We would do all we could to stop the people trying to plant the bomb if we found out." Ralph stated. " We can be sure they will try to stop us if they find out what we're doing."

"I am starting to doubt this plan, but it still seems fun to try." Gob said in a sick and twisted kind of way.

Ralph shifted in his seat and adjusted his pistol strap, which was holding his silenced pistol, and took his rifle from the holder next to him. He said nothing more as he was unwilling to talk any more.

The helicopter slowly halted. "Alright, this is your stop." The pilot said. "Good luck out there." He added, looking at the group. 2 ropes on each side were deployed, showing the soldiers they would have to rappel down.

Ralph grabbed a rope and said, "come on guys lets hurry up and get this over with."

Alex was already on the ground before the others were ready. He scanned the area for any enemies, which from what he saw, there weren't any.

Now on the ground Ralph took a defensive position next to Alex and asked, "Which direction now commander?

"Bomb should be waiting at the center of the city." Alex pointed in the general direction of the city.