The rapid lycanroc turns to face the phoenix wolf, before letting out a loud scream and begins to focus on her. Rocky, seeing his opportunity, begins to move away from his infected brother. Tears start streaming down his face like a waterfall on a cliff's edge.
Rocky : C-Crescent...
The infected lycan Pokémon stopped approaching Francesca for a moment as he heard his younger brothers quivering, unsteady voice. He closed it's purple eyes once again as he began to hit his own paws against his head, in a feeble attempt to keep control.
It's clear now, that one is Rocky's infected brother.
At least now he knows what really happened... and she can confirm what really happened.
While the infected brother is still distracted, she rushes in and shoves him away as hard as she can to keep him off, then grabs Rocky and takes to the air, so that he can't reach them too easy.
Francesca : That's your brother ? Crescent ?
At the same time, they can hear Jin panting from the stairs.
Jin : Who... the hell... made the stairs so damn tall ? Whew...
Rocky seemed to struggle to form a proper sentence through his sobs of pain, and still being quite terrified of what just occurred. He did manage to blurt out one sentence that was at least understandable.
Francesca : I think he is turning into a zombie. I think he must have got bitten at some point.
She holds the pup tight to make sure he doesn't run off again, and looks to the door, just in time for her dad to catch up, but pretty tired from having to climb the stairs.
Jin : Oh thank goodness you're here-
He sees an infected from a distance. A rapid lycanroc.
He takes aim at Crescent with the gun but hesitates to pull the trigger.
Francesca : Dad, he is Rocky's brother ! Don't shoot !
Rocky : J-Jin? Why is.... Why is... Why is Crescent acting like this?
Rocky seemed to be holding his left paw with his right, some crimson liquid could be seen on the floor below it. It was even more evident as to why the young pup was crying, as far as Jin or Francesca knew, Crescent could have either bitten him, or just scratched him. But there was something a little more important to be focusing on.
Crescent continued to struggle, and attempting to sink his jaws into the phoenix wolf, but wasn't able to reach close enough. But he was defiantly very strong, probably due to being jacked up on adrenaline.
Francesca : He is turning into a zombie, Rock !... Shit, you're bleeding !?
She looks over to the pup's left paw being held. She also holds her paw on the wound too, to prevent bleeding.
Hopefully it's just a scratch and not a bite...
Jin : Francesca, do NOT let Rocky get down here until I'm done.
He coats all of his arms in magma stones, to prevent getting bitten, then walks up to Crescent. Ready to beat him down if needs be.
Rocky wimpered a little from the pain in his hind leg, he looked up Francesca, his tears had settled down a little, but he very evidently still in shock from the whole experience.
Rocky : My... My leg hurts... It... It really hurts...
Rocky wimpered a little from the pain in his hind leg, he looked up Francesca, his tears had settled down a little, but he very evidently still in shock from the whole experience.
Rocky : My... My leg hurts... It... It really hurts...
The maned wolf plucks off a feather from her wings, exhales a tiny puff of fire breath on it to warm it up a bit, then places it on Rocky's wound. Then, one hand still keeping him, she takes out a bandage and readies it with just her other hand, and wraps it around his wound.
Francesca : You will be okay, little guy.
Meanwhile, Jin is approaching the infected Crescent, slowly, without sudden movements (yet).
Hopefully his magma is enough to prevent bites from the infected lycanroc.
The infected lycan Pokémon attempts to bite into jin's magma armour, but it didn't go well, as expected. His jaws weren't exactly strong enough to crush though the plating, and it was keeping him very distracted.
He began to scratch and claw at it, but also to no avail as lycanroc weren't known for breaking through solid magma. It didn't really tire him out though, but it was keeping him in one spot.
The distraction is much needed for Jin to do what he needs to.
He shoves that vial of shifting color down the lycanroc's mouth and makes sure he drinks all of it.
Right now he's still a zombie, no worries about choking drinks.
Crescent jumped back after the vital's contents began to spill down his throat, before falling onto his back. Seemingly, he began to calm down before closing his eyes. It must of been tiring to stay up for days on end, so if this cure did work, that'd explain him spontaneously falling onto his back and falling asleep.
Rocky was also beginning to calm down, as he also began to dose off. The young canine must of fainted from the shock, which is very understandable. And to think all of this was caused because rapid's didn't smell like shambler's.
With the infected brother passing out, Jin looks around to find something, until he sees some cloth. He then goes to cover Crescent's mouth as tight as possible, and conjures magma stones to bind up Crescent's hands and legs together, to prevent him from attacking anyone again.
While the bindings of magma stones doesn't burn and won't hurt him, they should be able to withstand his force trying to break free.
Once done, he just hauls the brother up on his shoulders.
It seemed like everything was calming down. A loud groan of a horde of infected could be heard from below. The screams of the infected lycanroc must have drawn them in.
It sounded like at least ten of them, and with two unconscious Pokémon who were completely defenceless, it would be up to Jin and Francesca to deal with the small horde.
Yellow fellows, I be Amepix, but you can call me Choco! I'm currently working on a zombie apocalypse scenario role play, but with zombie Pokémon! I thought it could be an interesting idea, so here we are.
You can be a Pokemon or a Fur, or both if you like. I don't mind. You're also allowed to make your own NPC's, if you so please. Yes, this also means you're allowed to drive the plot, because why not? If you can't think of a way to join the on going story line, create your own until the paths cross. After all, I did say you're allowed to drive the plot, so you could even create you're own!
You can join in at any time! Just try to do it in a way that makes sense, okay? I hope this'll be a fun role play as we all try our best to survive. Btw, if you die, you can come back and be the zombie you, or just be a different character.
First things first, let's meet the zombies!
Both Pokémon and Fur Variant :
Weakest variant of the zombies, but dangerous in large numbers. Attracted to loud noises such as gunfire.
A variant of zombie that's only recently infected, but over-charged with adrenaline, making it stronger and faster than the shambler. It can also try to speak, due to some of the victim's sanity still remaining, but otherwise their infected body and nerve system act against their will.
A variant of zombie with extreme muscle growth, resulting in massive physical strength, able to punch through walls and smash concrete to pieces.
A variant of zombie (if pokemon, water-type ; if fur, aquatic species) with spikes and barnacles grown on their bodies, mostly found in anywhere with water, where they stay silent and wait for their preys to come in, then drag their preys down. They can also walk on land.
A variant of zombie (if pokemon, dark-type ; if fur, nocturnal species) that is extremely sensitive to light but dangerous in the shadow. Nearly invisible in the dark.
A variant of zombie (if pokemon, fire-type ; if fur, literally one that's been set aflame) as weak as a shambler, but their added fire element makes them slightly more dangerous.
A variant of zombie (if pokemon, flying-type ; if fur, avian species) that can fly and attack their preys from above. They prefer to scavenge, however.
A variant of zombie (if pokemon, bug-type ; if fur, insect species) that is completely harmless. The only thing remaining of them is their reanimated exoskeleton shell.
A variant of zombie that is quite skittish, and sporting nasty purple blisters. Often seen in furs of the small size, such as rats and mice. They tend to only come out during the night to scavenge the corpses. While not dangerous on their own, in that they won't bite, they can still indirectly spread the infection by infecting food sources with their bites.
Only Fur Variant :
Infected fur with rock-like tumors grown on their bodies, which they use as weapons to attack. However, they are a lot more feral and rabid than the brawn variant, recklessly attacking any survivor in sight.
They also damage themselves whenever they land an attack, especially if at the ground or the wall. Their back is vulnerable and not as well-protected, so flanking them is the best way to take them down.
Only Pokémon Variant :
Infected poison-type pokemon, with poisonous bites. It can also spit venom from a distance.
Infected rock-type pokemon. Not as strong as the "brawn", but a lot tougher and harder to kill, due to sharp crystals on their bodies.
Infected electric-type pokemon. Known for its capability to stun, daze and shock its victims. However, it's also extremely unstable, literally exploding upon impact. No way to tell the difference yet.
Infected sound-type pokemon. Capable of calling other zombies to their location, or using their ear-piercing scream to painfully disorient its victims with bleeding eardrums.
Infected ghost-type pokemon. Similar to the "toxic" variant, but their poison and venom is in gas form, which can still infect others if inhaled.
Infected fairy-type pokemon. Slightly more developed "intelligence" in that they can mimic the wails of a young woman to lure their preys in. Extremely deadly when attacking, too. Essentially a witch in Left 4 Dead.
Infected steel-type pokemon, rusted to the point they can barely move, and usually found as idle statues. Even more resilient and resistant to damage than the study variant (rock-type).
Infected ground-type pokemon, similar to the "sunken" variant, but they can burrow themselves underground (not on concrete though). If they manage to grab their victim, they will try to violently and brutally bury their victim alive. Their hiding spot can be seen like a sink hole.
Infected ice-type pokemon, with freezing cold bites, and are also extremely cold to touch. One way to know their presence is the freezing temperature in the vicinity.
Infected grass-type pokemon, completely overtaken by the corrupted plant life, able to regrow any lost limb, even the head. The only way to take them out is to burn them to a crisp or freeze them before smashing them to pieces.
Infected psychic-type pokemon, still retaining their psychic powers to trick, deceive and lure their victims in. Infamous for their illusion and hallucination powers that target the senses of their preys.
(*)WARNING(*)
By far the most dangerous variant of zombie, either an infected dragon-type pokemon, or an infected dragon/dinosaur. You probably wouldn't even live long enough to be infected if you're unlucky enough to run into one of these.
And that's the zombies done! At least for now as I may add a few more types.
Now for the World!
Important Information :
The apocalypse began when a viral contagion known as the Necro Virus broke out across the world. Many were either infected or killed during the first few months of the outbreak, as the Rapids, which were the first stage of infected were very aggressive and fast. Three years later, we're all that remains.
The Necro Virus is an aggressive viral contagion with no seemingly known cure. Amy infected blood, salvia, food, gas, or tissue can spread this virus at an alarming rate, only have three hours until the first symptoms begin to show, and at that point, it's already too late. Amputation is able to prevent you from becoming infected, at the cost of a limb.
Three hours after first contact with infection: Subject began developing flu-like symptoms and grew a high fever.
Five hours after first contact with infection: Subject had a massive loss in energy and began forgetting things. Dementia and fatigue are now classified as symptoms of infection.
Ten hours after first contact with infection: Subject had entered a comatosed state, and seemingly died five hours after the state of comatose. Analysis, Fifteen hours before one will become an infected individual.
Known Locations :
A city well known for being developed into what is essentially a giant mall. It houses many shopping districts on the first floor, while the second houses apartment buildings, and the third is simply a grassy garden on the roof.
Known Safe Zones :
Despite being petty damaged, it's active and operable, for the most part. All windows are barricaded and reinforced, but they still show just how many times they have been broken into and repaired, up until now.
Known Infected/Quarantine Zones
Set up in the woods next to a waterfall, it consisted of three trailers and a bunch of makeshift tents and shelters. The perimeter is wooden fencing lined with spikes to prevent the infected from getting in. Unfortunately, the perimeter didn't do it's job well enough.
Time for the weapons department!
Anything goes, really. These are just to give you all some ideas. Even though anything goes, don't make it too overpowered. Like a black hole gun or something like that. That's just too powerful and unreasonable.
It seemed like everything was calming down. A loud groan of a horde of infected could be heard from below. The screams of the infected lycanroc must have drawn them in.
It sounded like at least ten of them, and with two unconscious Pokémon who were completely defenceless, it would be up to Jin and Francesca to deal with the small horde.
When there's one, there's a high chance to be more.
And when there's this many... who knows how quick and how bad it can escalate to ?
Ten zombies for two of them is a bit of a stretch already, but they have to defend the two passed-out brothers too. The odds don't look good.
Francesca : Dad, you hear that ?
Jin : Loud and clear, sweetie... let's bail. We'll get the supplies later.
He points at his pouch, on his front belly.
Jin : Keep the pup in here, sweetie. And ready your weapons.
Francesca : What about Crescent, dad ? You just gonna keep him on your shoulders like that ?
He takes out his SMG and readies it in one hand.
The wolf only nods, but confident in her father.
The shambling remnants of what used to be began to stubble their way up the stairs, the mumbling moans growing louder as the saw the taur above at the top. The only driving force left in them to find a source of food. Everything else that was important to them no longer remained, being driven by the madness of this disease to spread and consume.
As the infected near the top of the stairs, a commotion breaks out behind them. There's the sound of shattering glass, and the group splits, some continuing on and some turning back to face whatever the cause of the disturbance was.
The shambling remnants of what used to be began to stubble their way up the stairs, the mumbling moans growing louder as the saw the taur above at the top. The only driving force left in them to find a source of food. Everything else that was important to them no longer remained, being driven by the madness of this disease to spread and consume.
As the infected near the top of the stairs, a commotion breaks out behind them. There's the sound of shattering glass, and the group splits, some continuing on and some turning back to face whatever the cause of the disturbance was.
He pulls the trigger and opens fire at the one he has the clear shot at, and the wolf takes aim at it too. Several sunlight bullets together, riddle it with holes.
Luckily, only shamblers, not much to worry about.
Hopefully, the gunfire isn't too loud to draw more into this.
But when they hear the glass breaking...
Jin : Shit, I think more's getting our way. Let's move !
An acrid smell wafts through the air, and the sounds of a scuffle can be heard over the zombies' moans. You might get a glimpse of a white figure dance into view, strike a zombie with an axe, and quickly retreat to avoid being surrounded.
The infected creatures near the figure begin to slowly shamble towards it. Though not fast enough to catch the figure, as Shamblers are known to be slow. And very, very stupid.
An acrid smell wafts through the air, and the sounds of a scuffle can be heard over the zombies' moans. You might get a glimpse of a white figure dance into view, strike a zombie with an axe, and quickly retreat to avoid being surrounded.
The infected creatures near the figure begin to slowly shamble towards it. Though not fast enough to catch the figure, as Shamblers are known to be slow. And very, very stupid.
It doesn't seem to be reinforcements of the zombies. Whatever or whoever is causing the distraction, Jin and Francesca are not going to miss it.
Seeing some of the zombies turning their attention away, Jin and Francesca give the ones still going at them some more bullet holes, then press on. Jin carries the infected but unconscious Crescent on his shoulder, while Francesca carries the sleeping Rocky on hers.
The zombies who were already after Jin and Francesca were still "closing" in. Not that they could reach the phoenix wolf, or bite through the taurs magma armour. It was a sad sight to see what used to be people just like them, now turned into something like this.
The zombies who were already after Jin and Francesca were still "closing" in. Not that they could reach the phoenix wolf, or bite through the taurs magma armour. It was a sad sight to see what used to be people just like them, now turned into something like this.
The two press on as well, cautiously, while also making sure to keep the distance. If the zombies get too close, Jin has to be prepared to go for his sword.
Thankfully, the shamblers are not much of a threat, and there aren't too many of them. About 5 are distracted, so Jin and Francesca can deal with the others easy enough, until at least the ones going at them are dead on the count.
Jin : Alright, let's move. How is Rocky doing, sweetie ?
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