Contemptable Persistance: Total Apocolypse

(This is an OC RP)

-1:43 P.M.
-Deep Red Zone

A man ran from the streets, gasping. His clothes wer torn, and he was covered in his and other people's blood. He groaned and fell over, in the dark alley he was in.
There were Reds all around...
A body decomposing directly to his right...
And the nearest safe zone was 10 miles from his current positon.
Slowly, slowly but surely, he could hear them all...
Converging...
He broke into tears. He'd lost all his sanity. He'd finally had it.
He had watched his wife get eaten before his very eyes...
hundreds die...
And he wasn't going take it anymore
He saw some of them squirm towards him...
He grabbed his gun, pointed it at his head... and pulled the trigger.
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It's finally happened. The apocolypse is among us. 80% of earth was covered in this red crap that crawl into people's bodies, and maes them savage, and mad.
The government was able to contain half of jump city.

This is the story of survival for what's left of humanity.
Submit your OC and we'll see if you survive.
Fight the infection, or study it.
Whatever you want, do it.
Just zombies everywhere...


Red: Infected by zombies The sky is red, in these areas, most buildings have caught fire, rubble everywhere, cars all oer the street, and usually a bunch of screaming people ad gurgling zombies.

Blue: Regular rural areas. Everything normal, cars and such, however, police and military patrol the streets.

Purple: HELL, in one word. People, running everywhere, guns ablaze, constant explosions to keep the zombis at bay, tanks, choppers, etc.
Basically: Avoid this area if posible.

Map!:

(Avoid going south XD)

General Robert Shaw: General of the military forces in Jump City. Is instantly informed on any advancements. Consider him an Author's convinience.

John Bera: A specialist who is usually hired to do special insert missions or take out specific targets. Refers to General Shaw Directly.

These are currently the only characters you need to know as of right now. My OC's will be posted later.

(WARNING: Alot of fuckin OCs.)

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Name: Havetica Lorraine
Age: 19
Height: 5'6"
Weight: 134 lbs
Alliance: Good/Neutural
Character Traits: Leader, heroic, strong, powerful, badass, open minded, protective.
Biography: Through out her life, Havetica was your classic basket case. Not that she hated everyone and everything, though. She was just a little batshit insane. This crazy, emo, teen hero spent her days kicking the asses of bitches and bastards. Havetica is definately your full-throtlle, punk hero.
Family: Who gives a damn? (To be mentioned later on in RP.)
Friends: Jayred and Holaroxx
Crush: None, as of now. Might develop later on.
Romance Status: Single and not giving a shit.
Special Abilities: Just extremely skilled in battle, guns, and can roller blade like a pro. (:
Weaknesses: When she fails, she becomes extremely angry with herself. She's also deathly afraid of drowning. She refuses anything the requires swimming.
Theme Song: We're Not Gonna Take It, the Veronicas (cover) https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jbxt3JV2veo&NR=1
Appearence:

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Name: Jayred Cartecks
Age: 18
Height: 5'5"
Weight: 142 lbs
Alliance: Good
Character Traits: Kind, funloving, crazy, funny, music loving, fast, hipnotic, cool.
Biography: Jayred was known for her fast track skills in music. Her two specialties were always hip hop and techno. When she meshed the two together, you got a wild party in the air. Jayred had a good amount of friend growing up, but decided she could show off in a better way by broadcasting her true skills to the world with her friends, Havetica and Holaroxx, and that skill is... her fists.
Family: Mother; Carmen Cartecks, Father; Darren Cartecks, Brother; Kandle Cartecks.
Friends: Havetica and Holaroxx
Crush: She has a bit of a fangirl crush on the famously green Titan, Beastboy.
Romatic Status: Single and boy crazy.
Special Abilities: Extremely good hearing and sight, can sense when someone is near, and skilled in battle as the others in her team are.
Weaknesses: When someone 'innocent' is killed in one of their battles, she completely breaks down and loses every ounce of courage she just held(temporarily.) Of course, in given these circumstances, she might have to get used to it.
Theme Song: Evacuate the Dancefloor, by Cascada https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=A68j28KQaik
Appearence:

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Name: Holaroxx 34.2123
Age: 4 (Programmed to act 23)
Height: 5'9"
Weight: 169 lbs (Metal parts in her bod, yo. xD)
Alliance: Neutural
Character Traits: Serious, smart, capable, stirdy, quick, technological, mechanical, protective.
Biography: Holaroxx is a scientific and technological experiment from a lab in D.C. She is a miracle to modern day science and is, infact, a robot. Though this fully capable cyborg was originally designed for millitary usage, this first perfect droid of it's kind escaped from it's lab and turned on it's creators to seek a life of it's own, a year after it's completion. Two years later, 'she' met two interesting humans by the names of Havetica and Jayred. They then formed a team of badass-ness and Holaroxx finally got what she wanted, a life.
Family: N/A
Friends: Havetica and Jayred
Crush: Has found the heroic Titan, Cyborg, attractive a number of times, though she has never really MET him.
Romatic Status: Single
Special Abilities: Multiple types of weapons can be brought from inside her body to battle.
Weaknesses: Whenever she is called or thought of as something less than human, she becomes completely enraged and near loses control.
Theme Song: UFO Catcher, by Initial P https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DkSwZRqCdCA&feature=relmfu
Appearence:

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TEAM SHEET

Team Name: Screech
Alliance: Neutural/Good
Members: Havetica, Jayred, and Holaroxx
Leader: Havetica Lorraine
Brains: Holaroxx
Energizer Bunny: Jayred
What They Stand For: The members of Screech know what's right and what's wrong, so they bring a whole new meaning to the phrase "fight for what's right." They are NOT to be underestimated and are extremely effective.
Interesting Fact: Screech is being held a federal warrent for their arrest for the following crimes: vigilance, theft of government property, public destruction, multiple murders in the first degree, and causing mass chaos.
Speacalties: Beating the hell out of people that do things they dont approve of. (:<
Weaknesses: When this team doesnt work as a team, they are almost useless.
Theme Song: All About Us, and Not Gonna Get Us, both by t.A.T.u. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fEi5tsoJFKw https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gGCbgogdYo4&NR=1
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VILLAIN

Name: Jackie Mentraiy
Alias: Tarot
Age: 21
Height: 5'7"
Weight: 136 lbs
Alliance: Evil
Character Traits: Insane, lonely, sensitive, evil, sad, depressed, scared, angry, hurt, pain filled, and dangerous.
Biography: Jackie, or, Tarot was always outcasted from a society that resented indifference. Her peers tortured her, her parents were abusive and neglectful, the adults around her found her sickening and terrible. All her life, she just tried to be good. She wanted those around her to finally accept her, but they just wanted her dead. Sooner or later, Tarot wished the same fate on all of them. Though she can't recollect it, sometime in that dark past of her's, she killed her family. Then, an old, abusive boyfriend that had once raped and violated her mentally and physically. She went on one big killing spree around her hometown, leaving hundreds of adults, children, and seniors dead. Though, this young murderer can't remember a thing. All she knows is she does bad things. So, she left to be on her own so she could do her 'bad things' in peace. Since the infection, she now resides in the "red zone" of Jump City, where the undead and infected rein. Tarot takes her spot in a deserted cave she can call "home."
Family: All members deceased.
Friends: None.
Crush: None.
Romantic Status: Nonexistant.
Special Abilities: Extremely murderous, very good with knives and guns, also skilled in hand to hand combat. She is also partially infected due to massive exposure to the infection in the air. (Her left arm.)
Weaknesses: When you call her insane or a freak or anything near the term, she completely loses it.
Theme Song: 30 Minutes by t.A.T.u. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8gaPklI_ps4&feature=related
Appearence:

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Out of all those OC's you forgot Strengths, Weaknesses, and Powers if any, lexi XD

... I put special abilities for powers. xD

I'll put the weaknesses because I basically meshed powers and strengths together.

approved

Hoorah.

Name: Johnathon Roberts
Alias: Bioman
Age: 19
Height: 7 feet
Weight: 245 lbs. (Mostly muscle)
Alliance: Neither

Character Traits: Ill tempered, and short tempered. Not nice to anyone has a gruff voice, flirtateous in all the wrong situations. Cocky, but rage-filled.

Biography: Johnathon lived a wonderful life, raised by mom and dad, but was an only child. When the infection hit, both his parents died, leaving him with his Grandma. However, she eventually died as well. He began working out, a little too much until he was almost infected.
at that moment, he grew stronger and vowed to kill every infected he could find.

Family: Dead. all.
Friends: Has a friend named Rob, but they barely talk anymore.

Crush: none yet
Romantic Status: single
Special Abilities: Incredibly powerful, can pick up trucks and whatnot. But from time to time he likes to use his pistols.
Weaknesses: Hates being criticized

Theme Song: Ain't no Rest for the Wicked - Cage the Elephant

Appearence: Big, bulky, wears camp pants and red, white, and blue tank top, and has a small tube tied to his back.

Current Location:

Boiman looked around the park. All kinds of people and zombies were running all over the place dieing or killing. Bioman crushed in the skull of a nearby infected. He ran over to a building, outside of the park, and shoved his fingers through the brick wall. He then climbed it like a ladder, to escape the carnage below. The began to run along to roof tops.

( -Screech
-Tarot)

Locations:

"Are you sure this is the place?"
"It sure doesn't look zombie infested!"
"Yes, I'm positive."
"But it's filled with people!"
"Jay, she knows what she's doing."
"BUT-"
"JAYRED!" Havetica and Holaroxx screamed out in final annoyance at their terribley objective friend. They had all been on an excruciatingly long journey to the supposedly deserted location of Jump City. There were two rumors going around all over the USA about this city; either it's the only safe, noninfected city in America, or it's completely dead. No civilians, no authorities, and especially... no Teen Titans. Of course everyone had heard of that famous team of adolecent superheroes, just as they had Superman or Batman or any other super hero out there.

But now... now they were just, gone. People wondered and worried about where ever in the God forsaken world those heroes might be, begging to know why they weren't helping. Why none of the heroes were helping. Well... these three vigilanties came to find out for themselves... and maybe kick some zombie ass on the way.


This dark being paced herself back and forth, back and forth quietly. Her dark brown eyes stared coldly at the abandon observatory, tiled floor. "No... why are they here!?" The insanity filled girl peered her eyes up at the giant screen attatched to the wall. On it, showed three girls going at some petty battle about their destination. "Those wretched b*tches are going to ruin everything!"

Bioman jumped off the building and landed on one of the infected. "OOPS!"
He slammed the head of the neares one. A woman, noninfected ran by screaming.
Bioman picked up a car, then threw it at the nearest zombie.
"Jesus, they just don't stop coming..."
Another 20 came near him.
"Case in point..."
He charged.

These three, punk, young adults strolled there way from the desert like landscape of California into the city limits of Jump City. For about a quarter of a mile just WALKING south, and nearly killing eachother from pure irritation, there was nothing. Just deserted buildings and flowing trash in the wind. But then, Havetica, Holaroxx, and Jayred stumbled across a very busy millitary base, just flowing with all sorts of people.

"What the-...!!" Havetica felt her left shoulder was violantly grabbed onto from behind. With a loud, blood curdling battle cry, she clung onto the wrist of the stranger and judo-flipped him onto the pavement. "WHAT ASSHOLE DESIDED TO TAKE ME ON HUH!?"

"Uhhh... Have..." Holaroxx nudged her shoulder and pointed down at the now unconciouss man on the ground. "He was a national guard member."

"Huh?" Havetica's blue eyes shot down at him. His bruised up face, his bloody teeth, and his uniform. Yepp. She f*cked up. "OH! Heh heh... woops."

The others two just groaned with their heads in their hands...


There was a low chuckle flowing out of Tarot's mouth now, as she watched the situation from her hideout's monitor. "Those stupid b*tches have no idea what they're doing..." She murmured to herself with a satisfying smirk spread across her devious, pale face. "I'll just, send them some love..." She turned a nob on a very technical looking desk and sat back with a feeling of deviant-worthy pride.

A small, floating, green disc flew down, and began beeping rapidly.
"Hostile Violence Detected. Marking hostiles."
An alarm was activated and a ton of men with guns ran out of the building and aimed at them.
Without even a "Freeze!" They began firing.

(I forgot to add a few of the girls' powers, so I'll just throw em in. There won't be much, you'll catch on.)


"Oh hell." Havetica interjected.

"HAI!" Belted Jayred, and suddenly, out of the bloom, and any other damn way to say out of nowhere, a large, technicolor, inpenetrable forcefield surrounded the three of them.

"Holaroxx, get us out of here." commanded Havetica stirnly, as if she was in any position to be giving orders to them at the moment.
"With pleasure." Her deep, soothing voice replied in a cold yet eager manner.
Within a flash, there her legs became like a human formed motorcycle, and they held the forcefield up and drove it southward...

Towards the infected.

(No Tarot this time. Cant thinka shiyat.)

An Apache attack helicopter began flying directly after them, continually firing at them with explodive machine guns bullets, and homing missiles.