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This game is very simple: Keep the story alive...

Create your own sinario of what will happen, continue the story from where the last guy left off...

Rules:

1: You must quote the last person to speak, but not the persons before them.

2: If two people quote the same quote, the person with the later quote MUST DELEAT their post!

3: You must stick to the same characters, new ones can only be implamented if absolutly nessisary (An army of daleks is one thing, your pet lizard is quite a different matter)

4: The storyline will revolve around one character until that character is killed or another character's POV becomes more important/interesting... If a character is killed, they can not return to the story unless given an explanation of their re-arrival..

Characters:

Harvey Tyler: Male, 27 years old, previously a high lass record producer, then oddly developed severe bipolar issues and schizophrenia. His mood swings are triggered by a dice he rolls, where whatever number it lands on he develops his own persona...

Dr. Rogan: Femail, 26 years old, previously held the job as head developer in the Mars colony's Teleportation links between earth and the red planet, once she accomplished this she became fabulously wealthy. However one day she woke up on the side of a road, stripped of her identity, and her dirrect knowledge of teleportation... She developed an odd madness linked with hormones and blood-lust, when the zombies came she felt umbeleivably ecstatic rather then horrified...

Sade: Male, Unknown age, we know nothing of this guy, he never even removes his robes so we can see his face, he SOUNDS like he is 19, but the amount of training he has received in fighting must have taken decades... He wields his father's katana, that is said to absorb the anger of his opponents with every kill. He must fight this anger... He also seems to have had a sister, but she died when the zombies came to our knowledge...

Jessica G. Burhnhammer: Femail, 18, Was a preppy high school cheerleader until she was in a car accident that should have killed her, after that she became mad and started slaughtering her roommates in her sleep, but police never found anything on her... She weilds a pair of sickles attached to her "bracelets" that are obviously broken handcuffs that have been modified...

Clive Shlizknot: Male: 18 and 20: Clive was a normal British child until one day a chaotic insident in his fathers lab caused him to switch his body between two different timelines with the toss of his grandfather's Silver coin. In this dimension, Clive was a smart inventor who fallowed In his dad's footsteps, however on the other side of his rift, Clive was born two years earlier and became a gothic devil-study-Er (like a Satan worshiper, only he never actually choose Satan's side, know-thy-enemy or something like that)...

Escher Lusivera: Male, unknown age, Escher is an odd fellow, who never fallows the group and never stays long enough for us to learn much, he looks about 20 years old but we can't tell. He is always wearing a pinstripe suit, white gloves, and either a boiler, fedora, or top hat. He laughs at the zombies and will constantly break the fourth wall. For some reason he has the ability to warp away the second someone takes their eyes off him, likewise he is full of all kinds of gadgets, and can almost never be seen without his health-gun backpack (Team fortress 2) that he stole from Clive's father, making this world's Clive and Escher enemy's of some sort..

Dan Kilovich: Unknown, 30, Dan Kilovich was a worker at a Russian research base, when one day a partial exelerator experiment went horribly wrong and destroied Dan's Nurvous system, and other vital systems of the body, making him a living head... Two years later he was taken by the Russian gov. Never to be seen again, two MORE years later London experiences a strange electrical grid interference. The greatest minds in London determined that the fester bace was infact a human-mind working as an entity in the computer, controlling it all as one, and only identified himself as DAN Kilovish... He can access ANY computer file that he can reach the hardrive of, and can speed around the earth in quick electrical burst, but cant help the group much more then that...

Story attempt 1: Year: 2036 The city's of London, New york, and hong kong have just been attacked by an unknown weapon, China attacked America, America attacked England, and England attacked China, leading us to World war 4 AKA the war of the undead...

While the three current empires of the world fight, the waistlands they create in their wake begin to fill with zombie's... Many citizen have either turned or have fled... This story begins in the small town of Glochia, Former England, were a lone traveler walls allong the road with a single die in his right hand, mumbling to himself...

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(Can't quote that much on a phone)

As the traveller wanders along the road, he stumbles. Unluckily, the die he is holding drops to the ground. The man stares, transfixed by this simple little event. The die lands on a six. The moment this happens, something happens to the man. We see him subtly... Change. A low, maniacal laugh begins to come from him...

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(Can't quote that much on a phone)

As the traveller wanders along the road, he stumbles. Unluckily, the die he is holding drops to the ground. The man stares, transfixed by this simple little event. The die lands on a six. The moment this happens, something happens to the man. We see him subtly... Change. A low, maniacal laugh begins to come from him...

(Fair enough)

He then opens his suitcase and pulls a large Japanese knife out of the file labeled "six"... Suddenly...!

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(Can't quote that much on a phone)

As the traveller wanders along the road, he stumbles. Unluckily, the die he is holding drops to the ground. The man stares, transfixed by this simple little event. The die lands on a six. The moment this happens, something happens to the man. We see him subtly... Change. A low, maniacal laugh begins to come from him...

(Fair enough)

He then opens his suitcase and pulls a large Japanese knife out of the file labeled "six"... Suddenly...!

"Mr. Tyler!" calls a voice. The man looks and sees a man in what was once a smart suit. "Remember me? I was your assistant before you were... Um... Ejected, from the company. So you're a survivor too, huh?"

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"Mr. Tyler!" calls a voice. The man looks and sees a man in what was once a smart suit. "Remember me? I was your assistant before you were... Um... Ejected, from the company. So you're a survivor too, huh?"

T:"Oh... I see you've survived, mrs... Er..."

J:"That's Jessica to you! Jessica Burnhammer!"

T:"Pleasure to remeet you Mrs Bergamer..."

J:"THAT'S BURN..."

T:"LOOK OUT!"

Zombies: Rrrrrrrr...

(Mr. Tyler takes out his knife) (Jessica weilds her sickles)

T: Bring it! My fleshies!

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T:"Oh... I see you've survived, mrs... Er..."

J:"That's Jessica to you! Jessica Burnhammer!"

T:"Pleasure to remeet you Mrs Bergamer..."

J:"THAT'S BURN..."

T:"LOOK OUT!"

Zombies: Rrrrrrrr...

(Mr. Tyler takes out his knife) (Jessica weilds her sickles)

T: Bring it! My fleshies!

As the fight goes on, the duo notice much about each other... Jess' odd weaponry... Tylers ragtag clothing... But they feel a link. Not romantic, but as if they're bound together... Children of destiny... Intertwined fates. And Fate moves in mysterious ways...

Like the roll of a die. Tyler drops has knife and is once again transfixed by the die falling through the air.

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  • 2 weeks later...
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As the fight goes on, the duo notice much about each other... Jess' odd weaponry... Tylers ragtag clothing... But they feel a link. Not romantic, but as if they're bound together... Children of destiny... Intertwined fates. And Fate moves in mysterious ways...

Like the roll of a die. Tyler drops has knife and is once again transfixed by the die falling through the air.

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Snake eyes... It had to be snake eyes...

Tyler suddenly screams at the top of his lungs: The worst possible thing to do durring a zombie apocalypse.... Suddenly more and more zombies appear... Then he came: The zombie general: Cyborg-zombie.,, a cyborg human that had been transformed into a zombie... Still capible of knowledge...

Seeing the threat at hand, Jessica grabs Tyler and runs... However Tyler dropped one of his two die... Right at the feet of the cyborg...

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Snake eyes... It had to be snake eyes...

Tyler suddenly screams at the top of his lungs: The worst possible thing to do durring a zombie apocalypse.... Suddenly more and more zombies appear... Then he came: The zombie general: Cyborg-zombie.,, a cyborg human that had been transformed into a zombie... Still capible of knowledge...

Seeing the threat at hand, Jessica grabs Tyler and runs... However Tyler dropped one of his two die... Right at the feet of the cyborg...

With surprising speed and primal ferocity for a man his age, Tyler manages to floor the Cybo-zombie in an odd, faintly... Martial art style. The serpent. Based on the available evidence, Jess figures out what this new persona means. Tyler has his mind in a devolved state. His only concerns are survival and his die. By this point, the Cybo-zombie has analyzed the movement style of it's enemies. Unless the duo can escape; They will be completely annihalated.

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With surprising speed and primal ferocity for a man his age, Tyler manages to floor the Cybo-zombie in an odd, faintly... Martial art style. The serpent. Based on the available evidence, Jess figures out what this new persona means. Tyler has his mind in a devolved state. His only concerns are survival and his die. By this point, the Cybo-zombie has analyzed the movement style of it's enemies. Unless the duo can escape; They will be completely annihalated.

Running as fast as they could, they hit a wall... Literally a wall! Soon cyborg zombie corners them and begins creeping closer... Ready for the kill... Exterminate... EXTERMINATE (yes in Dalek voice)!!!

?: Tsk tsk tsk we can have this, now can we?....

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Running as fast as they could, they hit a wall... Literally a wall! Soon cyborg zombie corners them and begins creeping closer... Ready for the kill... Exterminate... EXTERMINATE (yes in Dalek voice)!!!

?: Tsk tsk tsk we can have this, now can we?....

And a katana cleaves the nearest zombie in half. But before we reach this point, we must see where this katana's origin is. It begins in Tokyo, Japan, with a small familiy. Two adults and one curious nineteen year old. The year is...

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And a katana cleaves the nearest zombie in half. But before we reach this point, we must see where this katana's origin is. It begins in Tokyo, Japan, with a small familiy. Two adults and one curious nineteen year old. The year is...

2019. Our young man was sitting on the porch of their house on a hill, overlooking the city. Japan had rose to one of the world's economical leaders with a strong military. Seeing this, China tried to become allies with them. They also had a strong military. Japan, seeing the advantage, accepted. So, China began sending troops to Japan. But, it wasn't uncommon to see an invasion on a Japanese city by the English on the news. And that's exactly what was on. Sade sat on his porch, listening to the news inside, with a side conversation of his father and uncle. "SADE! Get in here, now!" Sade stumbled in to see what was going on. On the TV, the caption read "EMERGENCY BROADCAST: ALL CITZENS OF TOKYO ARE TO EVACUATE THE CITY IMMEDIATLEY. BRITTISH INVASION HAS BEGUN." "Get your things, son. We need to get out of here, now!" He ran into his room, and through a few things into his duffel bag. One was a picture of his sister, who was captured and presumably sent to Britain a few weeks ago. The other was his Father's katana, which had been hung up on the wall, sheathed in it's case. He zipped his bag, and walked into the living room to see his father and uncle on their knees, held down by British soldiers with guns against their heads. Sade stopped in his tracks, shocked. The sound of two gunshots rang loud, and Sade passed out onto the floor.

He came back to consciousness on a helicopter. He was next to a few other prisoners, all asleep. Towards the front of the chopper was his duffel bag, and next to it a sleeping guard. Sade grinned at his luck...

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2019. Our young man was sitting on the porch of their house on a hill, overlooking the city. Japan had rose to one of the world's economical leaders with a strong military. Seeing this, China tried to become allies with them. They also had a strong military. Japan, seeing the advantage, accepted. So, China began sending troops to Japan. But, it wasn't uncommon to see an invasion on a Japanese city by the English on the news. And that's exactly what was on. Sade sat on his porch, listening to the news inside, with a side conversation of his father and uncle. "SADE! Get in here, now!" Sade stumbled in to see what was going on. On the TV, the caption read "EMERGENCY BROADCAST: ALL CITZENS OF TOKYO ARE TO EVACUATE THE CITY IMMEDIATLEY. BRITTISH INVASION HAS BEGUN." "Get your things, son. We need to get out of here, now!" He ran into his room, and through a few things into his duffel bag. One was a picture of his sister, who was captured and presumably sent to Britain a few weeks ago. The other was his Father's katana, which had been hung up on the wall, sheathed in it's case. He zipped his bag, and walked into the living room to see his father and uncle on their knees, held down by British soldiers with guns against their heads. Sade stopped in his tracks, shocked. The sound of two gunshots rang loud, and Sade passed out onto the floor.

He came back to consciousness on a helicopter. He was next to a few other prisoners, all asleep. Towards the front of

the chopper was his duffel bag, and next to it a sleeping guard. Sade grinned at his luck...

He moved slowly forward, wincing and worrying over each noise. Eventually Sade managed to reach his bag, and pulled out his katana. After a quick search of this area of the chopper revealing only a parachute, Sade returned to the sleeping guard and considered what to do. Revenge, or mercy? The darkness... Or the light?

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He moved slowly forward, wincing and worrying over each noise. Eventually Sade managed to reach his bag, and pulled out his katana. After a quick search of this area of the chopper revealing only a parachute, Sade returned to the sleeping guard and considered what to do. Revenge, or mercy? The darkness... Or the light?

But he didn't have to choose... For he knew who this guard was...

It was his sister...

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He moved slowly forward, wincing and worrying over each noise. Eventually Sade managed to reach his bag, and pulled out his katana. After a quick search of this area of the chopper revealing only a parachute, Sade returned to the sleeping guard and considered what to do. Revenge, or mercy? The darkness... Or the light?

But he didn't have to choose... For he knew who this guard was...

It was his sister...

Suddenly, a shout rang out from behind him. Sade grabbed his now-awake startled sister and dived out the side of the chopper. Putting on the parachute as they fell, he angled himself towards a more urban looking area and went to touch down. Pulling the cord, Sade and his sister drifted into the middle of an empty street. Looking at the language on the street sign, the pair realised they were in...

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Suddenly, a shout rang out from behind him. Sade grabbed his now-awake startled sister and dived out the side of the chopper. Putting on the parachute as they fell, he angled himself towards a more urban looking area and went to touch down. Pulling the cord, Sade and his sister drifted into the middle of an empty street. Looking at the language on the street sign, the pair realised they were in...

The mean streets of London.... Nothing was there for much comfort... Until HE came... It started out as odd eletrical happenings... Lights flickering, a face appearing on the screen of a television or computer... But it was always at the exact same time.. Everyday: 2:43Pm... Never 2:42, never 2:44... One day the face stood there longer then ever... In which time there was a knock on the door...

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