My computer died i finally find the software to restart the dang thing and it all out died, it wont connect to anything the power button dont work(its stuck in on unless yu unplug it or turn the switch in the back to off). Well that just means rps and usch will have to be held off untill my dad tries to fix it, which he doesnt seem to do untill i get home and even then we only have 30-40 minutes around each other, so it might be a few days to weeks

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I'm closing in on 3000 here and id like to let you all know that I will actually go through the work and draw whomever catches it a picture, although I might not color it, if i do I'll send you line art first. Just post up your catch in a screen caption and show me.

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Dryspell, the name the people have given the time period our races are living through. The time isn't surely know for multiple claims of time, although it is mostly said to be around 2150. Many thrives have come from science today such as altered beings and robotics, civilization could do anything with DNA and technology, except change the Earth for their comfort. Humans thought they could change the weather of Earth so every day could be common ground bliss for each city, unfortunately the planet didn't accept the idea. The plan went well in controlled areas but once released all over, it went to hell. Everything slowly began to overheat causing chaos, floods, forest fires, and heat stroke for many people. One flood destroyed a reanimation research lab in northern Canada, releasing zombies who quickly spread through the world, many different types due to different experiments.

Currency: The worlds currency is gold and other product trade. Paper bills from richer places such as europe and northern America are considered the highest currency and only owned by the richest of people.

Weather: The world is a desert now, each day is hot and dry with a once in a lifetime chance of rain. So in turn of not having different weather to report, I will report which types of zombies and dangerous creatures are active. and provide you with list. Located here ----> [link]

Rules

1. No god modding, such as dodging every move or instant teleportation. Auto hits are allowed if the other person is ok with it.
2. No advertisement or spam, these are both annoying and rude. I understand if you tab a chat room name for a friend that asks about or something in that situation, but no icon wars or the such.
3. Please listen to the Mods and such, they can remove you, If a mod is acting inappropriately please show me evidence and it will be dealt with.
4. There are supernatural powers in this RP but not magic. Please remember if you have a supernatural power explain how it came to be, and it must be reasonable, and please no mind reading or destroying people with your mind.
5. Please keep Vulgar language to a minimum I understand if you character is vulgar and swears a lot, but you personally don't need to swear as much as Barret from FF7.
6. Keep your rps from going to far, we don't want the reproductive act happening in the room, please use a private room to do so. We don't want those virgin eyes hurt.
7. Please use the information below, anything more you wish to include is your choice, you may place it anywhere.
8. NO _regular human can cut through bullets or dodge bullets with easy, or have powers. You just gotta know the right genetic enhancers
9. please know how to type ENGLISH fluently, short choppy sentances are not acceptable, or readable.

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My Character(s):


Name: Stewart Smith

Age: 17 in appearance, the computer placed only a day after his death. He is truly 19 though.

Gender: Male

Eye Color: Green

Hair Color: Grey

Weight: 170

Height: 7' 4"

Race: Caucasian (Scottish/Irish)

Species: Zombie/Cyborg

Occupation: Wanderer

Physical Appearance: He is rather skinny for his height and his heair is normally a mess, as if he got out of a bed. actually looks rather fresh for how long he has been dead, he has no rot, or decay, although his body has been patched in many places. His left arm is sewn in three places, right blow the shoulder, half way through the bicep, and at the wrist. after the stitches halfway through the bicept the arm is slightly deformed. His left leg is stitched around once(amazingly) right below the knee, knee damage causeing his limp. His right leg is sewn in two places, 1/3rd the wat down the thigh, and about 4 inches above the ankle. If looked at closely, his two bottom canines are replacements, actually a bit larger then his tops. (He may gain more stitches and replacements, I will post minor in the rp, and post comments below him for major ones)

Usual Clothing: His usual attire consists of a tattered pair of jeans that cover down over his shoes, clearly they were larger then his legs when he got them. He also wears a blue t shirt, sewn back togeth in many places, matching his body closely, tattered and repaired. He wear thick black combat boots, he would rather his foot not fall off. He also wears a belt with two holsters and a large tattered book bag, with one large main pocket and a small one to the side. His shirt usually goes over his pants and belt, his pant legs usually go over his boots.

Weapons: A metal spike can emerge from his left hand, going out to 1 foot, used mainly for piercing. He uses two guns that look like [link] (disclaimer: Not mine, owner on page.) He usually loads them with 12 gauge rounds. Both in holsters on his belt.

Weakness(es): He is rather slow when he walks and has a slight limp in his left leg. He is also easily ripped apart, and some limbs are easily ripped off of him. This so far includes left arm and both legs. He can let out a loud moan at times when seeing someone, its the only zombie instinct that runs over his mind anymore. He does not heal, only can replace, a nick from a bullet on his skin will stay until area is replaced.

Items: He carries 5 spools of fishing line and one spool of iron thread, to sew on old or new limbs. He also carries a saw, for cutting limbs and such for him and making sure the lines sewn are straight. He also carries 120 unpacked 12 gauge shot gun shells, each 15 pellet shots. All of this is carried in a large, yet slightly worn back pack, the shells in the main pocket along with the saw, and the rest in the side pocket.

Skills: He has the ability to sew any limb back on or newly on if he opens a wound for the spot. His enhanced brain with the help of the wires can extend nerve systems and make new limbs fully functional within a week. Reattaching a limb, about 3 days, replacing limbs, about 5 days, and new limb in new place, the full week. Even though he walks slow he gets at a nice speed during battle.

History: He had lived in a kind town, one that had real houses, made of mud and metal, the materials used to make most houses. It had not often seen zombies, only ever seeing a few at a time. One night two years ago was one, the zombie had aparently got past the guards. Here is where it all started, the worst night of Stewart's life, it was the night he died, as well as his parents. Stewart woke in the middle of the night, at first thinking it was insomnia, but it was truly because there was something at his door, knocking lightly. His friend would do this sometimes when he needed a break from home, so Stewart woke in his boxers and walked to the door.He said to the being on the other side of the door, "Calm down Jake, I'm going to let you in." He did so, but the visitor wasn't Jake, it wasn't at all, it was what looked like a corpse, it latched onto Stewart and bit down onto his arm. Stewart shrieked in pain, slamming it into the wall, crushing its head, it apparently must have been old, but still he was bit, shit, he was bitten. He hid the wound as his parents rushed in, coming to his side after seeing the event, "Stewart, are you alright!?" They spotted the bite wounds but none of them knew how deadly that bite was. Stewart began to feel woozy as he said, "Yah, I'm fine, just not feeling so good." He fell onto the ground in a hot sweat and his parents quickly pulled him up, onto a couch. The mother brought him a clod cloth and the two took care of him worried. His body soon became cold and the mother began to cry. The father readied a gun, aiming at stewart's head, ready to fire. Unfortunately for them at just that moment Stewart shot up and bit his wrist, then his neck, tearing his throat away, three bullets unloaded into the couch, one into his mothers hip. The mother tried to move away to near no avail as she crawled. Stewart's dead eyes caught her movement as he moved to her, collapsing onto her and biting at her, it only took a few moment before he bit into her neck killing her. They were both then gruesomely consumed by the still moving Stewart. It wasnt even a minute from then before their neighbor, a good doctor arrived at the home, seeing what happened and closing the door quickly, telling the other neighbors to get away. The doctor told his wife to grab a few things for him, and she did. The doctor smiled as she brought him two pairs of hand cuffs and a small cage for the head. The doctor moved in, first putting the head cage around Stewart's head an then cuffed his wrists and ankles. It wasn't hard for the doctor at all, Stewart didn't move well due to a full stomach. The doctor then pulled the zombie Stewart out of the house and into a lab under his house. He opened up the back of his head and a few other spots, planting a computer and wires through his body, based at his brain. He then patched him up, the wounds he recovered that day were the last ones he would recover. Soon after the project he was himself, but he was crying on the table. After seeing the tears run down his face the doctor asked him, "What do you remember Stewart?" Stewart replied in a broken and weak voice as tears ran down the sides of his face, "Everything."

Family: Father: James Stewart, Status: deceased.
Mother: Andrea Stewart, Status: deceased.

Extra Facts: He is afraid of the dark and kills every spider he sees. His body is not really alive, poisons and drugs do not work on him although physical binding work very well.

The Zombie List is for your protection and safety, please read about these creature so you know their a zombie, but always remember, no matter what it is, hit the brain, because a severed head can still bite if you put your hand too close. These beings only like fresh flesh, they will not come for dead people, they dislike the taste. Most zombies only travel at night due to UV radiation, they have no resistance and it causes them to have rabid seizures where they stand.

1. Newbies: These are fresh from the slaughter zombies, they look like mortally wounded people, but can still stand and move with a mere limp. Do not let them trick you.

2. Crawlers: These ones are some of the more common creatures spawned from newbies, looking just like them too. They loose restriction of their muscles and can contort to their eating advantage, even climb on ceilings.

3. Brutes: Watch out for these guys, 14 ft tall and extremely muscular, they can break down weak walls and bust right through a car door to get you.

4. Long legs: These guys are annoying buggers. There actually zombified spiders, about up to you knees standing and rotting to every inch of their height, though its not sure how there is a whole infected breed of spiders.

5. Acid spitters: These guys look a lot like newbies but a bit more green around the face, watch out for these guys, they mutated to strengthen stomach acid and have the ability to spit a large wad of it at anyone at about 100mph.

6. The gums: The gums are weird ones, they have no teeth so in order to survive they have adapted to infect in another way, if they get a hold of you a spike of bone will jab from their hand and into your skin, which will infect you.

7. The miners: Look out below, the miners are a horrible race of zombies with claw like hands that tear through the hot sands, they shovel under the sand almost like their swimming merely making an indent along their path, raising the sand as they go.

8. Sand lions: These look the same as the miners but have a different tactic, they wait in the sands and make falling traps in the sand, if you step in one you better have good legs or good friends around, otherwise your dead.

9. The cutters: No these ones are not emos. These suckers have gray flesh all over their body and no details except fingers toes and a sewn together mouth. Don't worry about them seeing you, because they will know your there just by feeling vibrations. Yes that means they know if a bullet is nearing them, but they are not fast enough to dodge.

10. Screamers: They look like newbies, usually produced from females. Instead of making stomach bellowing moans like normal zombies they produce high pitched screams past normal ability. These screams can bring most beings with ears to their knees as well as alert other zombies that there is living flesh around.

11. Albotros: 8 feet long, 20 foot wing span. These black feathered beasties are birds, so that have little amount of brain. They may not seem it but they can spread the disease on the sly during dark nights, but there are very few of them.

12. Sand swimmers: These monstrosities are as large as whales, because they used to be them. They are coated in pale rotting flesh and can carry up to 10 zombies in their stomachs. They only have two attacks though, eating you, and spitting snot bombs from their blow holes.

13. ???: We are technically sure what it is or what it was, or if its even true, but there is rumor going about a giant green beast standing on 20 legs. It is said to have 50 eyes one bit round one in the center, and gun barrels are between the eye gaps, it shoot anything it sees, move, twitch, breath, not even cover will save to for on its stomach is a tank cannon that is always loaded. This beast can be said to be something between a millipede, spider and frog. (this one is not available to general public, there is only one of it's kind.)

The Zombie list is willing to suggestions, just place them when I am on #dryspellrp or comment it. Although not all will be accepted, not always because their bad, sometimes we need more logic, or its too hard to avoid.

Also all zombies are allowed to be used by the public unless there is a note after it, these are boss zombie that are only controlled when permission is given.