I will Survive

Story takes place in New York City. The virus has just struck and is pulling more and more people into its undead ranks. The dead are faster and stronger than humans but UV rays kill them, so they cant come out during the day. You are a survivor of the plague and are trying to survive. During the day you are free from the undead threat, but you are still at risk from other humans who want what you have.

Because of the nature of the virus everyone has a little bit in them. That little bit acts as a steroid that enhances their brain allowing them to do things they wouldnt normally be able to do. Each charachter can do something unique that no other characters can do.

The story starts in the morning after the first night. will you survive?

RULES

-No god characters
-No killing other people characters
-If you are inactive for more than four days without letting me know your character will be killed or handed off to someone else.
-Max of two powers.
-Keep it PG-13 (No sex descriptions, only mild violence etc.)
-The plague just struck so your characters are not prepared. They do not start with any weapons, they must find or make them.
-All the other normal rules

CHARACTERS

Name: Keep it tasteful please
Age:
Gender:
Ability: ex. telekenisis, control of elements etc. clear it with me on the Discussion thread first.
Appearance:
History:
Personality:
Other:

Name: Celia Heights

Age: 19

Gender: Female

Ability: Controls fire

History: Doesn't talk about it.

Personality: She is a mysterious drifter. Very quiet, but after the plague hits, her true colors form, showing her strength, wisdom, and bravery.

Other: Up for love.

Appearance:

Name: Danny Copper
Age: 15
Gender: male
Ability: controls electricity and has rapid cellular regeneration
Appearance: He is well built and tall, he has short brown hair and green eyes and the stubble of a beard. He is handsome
History: he lived a normal teenage life but he got into a lot of fights and his dad took him him to shot a lot
Personality: Quick witted and calm always making jokes at the wrong time and putting his foot in his mouth
Other: up for love

Name: Ballow Linx

Age: 17

Gender: Male

Ability: Super-speed, which is in fact just time-slowed.

Appearance:
http://shinne.deviantart.com/art/Red-Wall-85734737
http://kagaminoir.deviantart.com/art/Red-Angel-72583823

History: Well, living the life of the child of a Trillionaire is all fun and games. He never had to do anything himself, his father made sure he was "happy".

Given a credit card at the age of 5 he was allowed to do anything, but if he did something wrong his father would just bribe whoever was wronged and shut them up. His father was never an active part of Ballow's life, just something that lingered in the back.

Ballow was assured everything and anything, but he was never given love. His father forced him to go to the most prestegeous school in the world and forced the principal to give him good grades.

His father didn't want anything except the perfect son on his records, the only thing which Ballow has for himself is the watch his mother gave to him before she died.

Ironically it stopped working a second before she passed away, and Ballow hasn't the heart to get it fixed, because to him, the watch brings him back to the moment where she was still alive and smiling.

Personality: He always has a smile on and it barely ever slips (according to his father, "A smile is the way to more riches" so he's not allowed to do anything, but smile.), but when it does he begins to cry or gets so extremely angry.

He's not a wuss nor is he stupid. He would've have been a normal guy is he had been raised right. But now he has a strange sense of humour and amazing crash honesty, mixed with a different sort of perception to everyone else. The lines between good and bad are blurred to him.

Other: Up for love, PM me . . . Or maybe I'll PM someone else. ^^

Name: Steven Carter

Age: 18

Gender: Male

Ability: Telkenesis
Appearance: http://www.telegraph.co.uk/culture/film ... -game.html

History: Lived a very normal life. He was visiting his parents when the virus hit.
Personality: Steven has a very hard time being serious. The only time when he suceeds is when the people he cares about are in danger. He has a very joking and sarcastic nature that often shows itself at the exact wrong moments.

Other: He played soccer for a very long time, and was attending college on a soccer scholarship. Up for love.

CHARACTERS

Name: Cassandra Antamasaris

Age: 17

Gender: Female

Ability: She can predict the future using visions that she either dreams or sees during the day. Sometimes she can't tell the difference from vision to reality.

Appearance: Tall, lithe, and elegant. She has long, curly tawny hair and amber eyes. She has golden brown skin from a tan and freckles across her nose.

History: She lived in a normal family but was bothered by constant nightmares about her family dying. She hated it but she kept on having the same dream over and over until she couldn't ignore it any longer. She found out that a disease was spreading and she tried to warn everyone. But, like her namesake of the Greek legends, nobody believed her until it was too late. Her body, being forwarned, prepared itself for the disease. Now her visions are more common, people believe her, and they always come true. Sometimes though, fate can be thwarted.

Personality: She's very strong, bold and daring. She's not very ambitious though. She takes life as it comes to her. Although planning is never necessary because she knows what's going to happen anyway. She doesn't know she can twist fate yet. So she just tries to prepare herself for whatever is to come.

Other: Up for love.

Name:Robert Neville
Age: 29
Gender: male
Ability: super strength and can turn his body to steel
Appearance: http://media.canada.com/718a79b0-7a41-4 ... mith13.jpg
http://www.tublogdecine.es/wp-content/t ... dsmith.JPG
History: He is a former military man and also an accomplished scientist. When the disease came his daughter and wife were infected by it and he vowed to find a cure for it and bring them back.
Personality: He is very serious but when the mood strikes can be funny
Other: up for love and owns a dog

thanks for joining everyone. well start when e got some more people.

Boltageman i find your character very funny. when i was first writing the story outline i wrote it exactly like I am Legend, and one of the thigs i said was "this is your survival story, not Robert Nevilles" but since this isnt I am Legend everythings cool.

Name: Drake Watkins
Age: 18
Gender: male
Ability: Invisibility
Appearance: http://vashperado.deviantart.com/art/Co ... x-86259651
History: In his past life, he was a kick boxer, an underdog fighting in illegal rings in the back rooms of bars to feed his mother and little sister. They were both killed by the zombie-creatures, however, and he has since become incredibly disillusioned. He doesn't care about finding a cure, only about killing as many zombies as he can.
Personality: He's very grim and doesn't like talking to others. At first glance, most would call his strong desire to kill psychotic, but it's really just his only way of dealing with his sadness.
Other: up for love

ok well nows as good a time to start as any.

Celia

Panting and issuing a wall of flame between her and the dead, Celia bolted her apartment door shut behind her.

Scanning her eyes across the area, she quickly saw that someone had broken in. Again. She rolled her eyes and sighed.

Celia jumped when she heard a voice behind her. "Hello."

***Don't let it die!***

Danny Copper~~

"hello" Danny proclaimed from the coach. "i hope you don't mind if i hang here tonight, my apartments all the way uptown and i can't make there right now" Danny looked at the scared at the young women. She looked around her twenties and had black hair, her hands were covered in swot and she looked out of breath. She seemed hesitant as if he was a zombie in disguise.
'fine" see said her eyes trained dead on him. She walked over to the far wall then flicked on the light switch but noting happened.
"allow me" Danny said and he walked over to her. He put his hand to the switch and then electricity flowed through him entering the wall. The lights flickered on and the messy room was shown.
"thanks" she said and walked over to the cabinets and opened it reveling a variety of packages. " you want anything" she said.
"you got freeze dried ham" He asked
"yeah, here" she threw the package over to him and grabbed another for herself. Danny tore open the package but when he looked at the food he was repulses. He hated the food he mostly ate, it was mostly freeze dried. He took a bite of the rancid tasting treat and almost chocked on hid own barf.
"so what can you do" Danny finally asked to break the silence."i can control electricity, like you already saw and heal fast" Danny continued, to fill the silence while the girl whose name he still did not know waited to answer.
"i can control fire" she said then went back to gnawing he food.
Danny and the girl sat there for awhile only breaking the silence when she left for bed and he had to help her set the last processions up on the windows and doors.

Cassandra~

The woman had fire enveloping her body and she seemed to be drowning. All around her were shadows that couldn't be made out. A rock solid figure paced in circles. It was humanoid but his face was hidden. The dark room was bolted shut but the shadows kept leaking in, and built darkness on the dimly lit ceiling. But the light didn't luminate the room like it was supposed to, it was just a prop to set the stage. The only light was the fire and the only sounds were the pacing of feet on the floor. Until the shadows that seeped through the cracks in the doors started suffocating the room, and the inhabitants. A piercing scream rang throughout the chamber.

I awoke quickly knowing that I had to save this woman. Not from the fire but from the shadows. Her own fear. I had come to know the symbolism of my sights. A shadow= fear, hate, helplessness. And fire= burning hope, incinerated dreams. And the tall mysterious figure... what was that? I dressed and ran out of my crumbling condo that was still illuminated by bright floodlights.

I ran through the abandoned streets, my fleeting body making the only subtle sound of life. The street was cracked with roots and I saw them before I could trip over them.

But I Saw them. The zombies. The creatures that haunted most of my dreams. They were silent on their haunches as they lurked in every ally-way.

I came across a building. I knew it. I Saw it in my sleep. I saw the fire. So it wasn't symbolic. There were still people alive like my Sight had been telling me. I walked up the stairs and rapped quietly on the door. I Saw her jump at the sound. But my rap was too light to be that of the dead.

STEVEN

The girl ran down the street below me. Why was she on the street? didn't she know she was gonna get killed? I sighed and dropped down from my perch on the top of the building.

Normally that drop would have killed me, but I slowed my fall just before i hit the ground so I landed silently on the balls of my feet, ready to move at any sign of a zombie.

I saw the girl hurry up the steps to an appartment and knock on the door. At that moment one of the dead leapt out of an ally, its body blur as it flew through the air.

Reflexivly I drew my pistol, firing off one shot and using my gift to guide the bullet to the creatures head. There was a loud smack as the creature hit the wall. The girl turned to look at the dead zombie before knocking even harder on the door. I slid my gun back into my pants and walked up to the girl.

The man slowly opened the door. I ran inside and he slammed the door shut behind me and padlocked it with at least a dozen locks. I surveyed my surroundings. It was a small place, but not unbearably so. The windows had the normal fixings; boards nailed across them and an iron rod stuck across the mix. I saw a living dead in every corner. I saw the shadows play across the ceiling. They seemed to gather around me. They were always in pursuit, it seemed. I saw a gory deformed face through the cracks in the window. It was too much. I nearly fainted from it. But I think I did. But what I saw in my half/ sleep state was a mob. They had seen the light fading. They knew to come. They're decaying limbs knocked across the panels demanding to be let in. My visions would take me over or drive me insane. What was real? The man shook me and I came back to consciousness. I was still standing. "We have to get out of here," I managed to tell him, "They're coming."
"How do you know?" He said. His voice was the hoarse I expected.
"I saw them coming." I answered. To prove my side a loud shuffling came from outside. And howls of the living dead rang across the silent streets.