Roleplay:Nightmare in Station Square

The Plot:
Something strange is going on, and it isn't good. Station Square is being overun by zombies, monsters, and other horrible creatures. To make matters worse, all communication with the outside world has ceased. To make matters even worse, all the heroes and anti-heroes' powers have become inactive! Who, or what, is behind it? Is the rest of the world gone, or is there hope to fight for? The remaining surviviors must band together and decide wether to find out what evil is behind this, or to fight their way out and never look back. One thing is for sure, death is NOT an option.

THIS ROLEPLAY IS INVITE ONLY. IF YOU WISH TO JOIN, PLEASE CONTACT ME ON MY TALK PAGE AND ASK. (you can get there by clicking this: talk )

ROLEPLAY STATUS: ACTIVE. (PLEASE MAKE YOUR EDITS IN MODERATION.)

Rules
ANYONE WHO BREAKS THE RULES REPETEDLY WITHOUT ANY ATTEMPTS TO RECONCILE WILL BE KICKED OUT OF THE ROLEPLAY, AND THE ROLEPLAY ITSELF WILL LIKELY BE PUT ON HOLD.
 * 1) No Godmodding.
 * 2) No Changing the plot. (you may add suggetions if you want on the talk page.)
 * 3) No harassing other users in any way.
 * 4) No sexual content (Kissing, flirting, hugging are fine.)
 * 5) Try to use proper grammer whenever possible.
 * 6) I would prefer Story style writing in this roleplay, not Script.
 * 7) No more than 7 characters per user.
 * 8) In addition to rule #7, only up to three characters per user for each category (Heroes, Anti-Heroes, and Villains)
 * 9) Keep foul language to a minimum . The F word is strictly banned. If you use it at all, I will likely kick you out!
 * 10) Please build up your character's arrival (Ex. Nearby, an amorphous blob climbs out of a trash can.)
 * 11) Please avoid autohitting . Also, if you want another character that isn't yours to have a specific response to something, put it in and leave a note to tell the user that owns that character to make the edit as they see fit.
 * 12) Please remember that powers (such as pyrokinesis, magic, mind powers, ect.) are DISABLED shortly after the roleplay begins. Technology, skills (such as hand-to-hand combat), and weapons are still permitted.
 * 13) If you notice that someone hasn't made any edits for a while, please wait for them unless they ask otherwise.
 * 14) PLEASE HAVE FUN!!!!

[I will add more rules as needed.]

Users:
(If you want in, ask me on my talk page or wait for me to invite you.)
 * Frost the Wolf (The creator of this roleplay)
 * Flametfh
 * Spongebob100
 * Streamtheice
 * HS664
 * CrymsonShokwave
 * Kiramazing
 * Smash The Echidna
 * Monk the Cat
 * Lagoona the SeaFox

Heroes: (The characters that want to figure out who's behind all this...)

 * Static the Cat (Frost)
 * Robin Owsparr (Frost)
 * Crystaline the Wolf (Frost)
 * Honoo "Flame" The Pyrofox(Flame)
 * Occulus Rayz(Flame)
 * Jadelk "Jad" The Wolverine(Flame)
 * Jack the Hedgehog (Spongebob100)
 * Patricia the Skunk (Spongebob100)
 * Metal Patricia (Spongebob100)
 * Nova The Tech Savvy(Streamtheice)
 * Stream The Icecat (Streamtheice)
 * Redd Peckers the Woodpecker(Streamtheice)
 * Turbo the Chaos Hedgedragon(HS664)
 * Crymson the Cat (CrymsonShokwave)
 * Burg the Hedgefox (CrymsonShokwave)
 * Monk the Cat (Monk)
 * Aspen the Cat (Monk)
 * Puppet the Cat (Monk)
 * Lagoona Blue the SeaFox (Lagoona)
 * Nessie Loch the SeaCat (Lagoona)
 * Scyller Messia the SeaDog (Lagoona)

(add your characters here)

Anti-Heroes: (The characters who don't really care who's behind the zombie outbreak. Most of them just want to escape alive, and never look back.)

 * Frost the Wolf (Frost)
 * Mimic the Mockingbird (Frost)
 * Zarex The Hyenhog (Flame)
 * Valencia the Vampire Werefox (Kiramazing)
 * Cutter The Echidna (STE) [May move on to Hero depending on how the plot advances.]
 * Toralei Stripe the WereCat (Lagoona)
 * Meowlody Stripe the WereCat (Lagoona)
 * Purrrsephone Stripe the WereCat (Lagoona)

(add your characters here)

===Villains: (They are either trying to control the monsters and zombies, or they are working against the heroes somehow. They can also just be anyone who just wants to destroy everything in their path...)=== (add your characters here.)
 * Dr. Xavior E. Archer [Main Villain] (Frost)
 * Zombies (Any user can control them.)
 * Monsters (Any user can control them.)
 * Static Nega / Blitz (Frost)
 * Dr. EggPlankton (Spongebob100)
 * Layla the FoxSkunk (Spongebob100)
 * Dr. Van Helscream (Lagoona)

Discussion: (this is NOT part of the roleplay itself.)
[Frost: To everyone, this part of the roleplay (labled Discussion) is not part of the roleplay. Instead, it is basically being used in place of the talk page until the roleplay starts. Once it starts (probably around Dec. 14th), this section will be deleted.]

[Frost: So, would it be okay with you guys if the time in which the roleplay took place was in the late evening during heavy rain? It would give the roleplay a more dramatic feel in my opinion. Also, what type of animal should the main villain be? He's going to be a scientist with a slight german accent. I won't give anymore spoilers than that.]

[Smash: I don't see why you would need to ask us permission on what to do with your characters and your story. But if you need suggestions, I'm thinking an otter might fit him best. In anycase, This roleplay is starting, right? I probably should have read some of this here and asked first before writing out that big intro for myself below.]

[Frost: Thanks for the suggestion, and great introduction by the way! Anyway, yes the roleplay is starting now. In addition, all the heroes and anti-heroes can NOT use their powers (or magic) because of the barrier surrounding the city. Skills, weapons, and technology are still fair game.]

[Flame: Hey, I'm having a bit of trouble deciding when to join in, When do you think I should join? Also quick question, Flame has a skill to use auras to make his physical attacks stronger would that not be able to work? Because I know his magic wont.]

[Frost: Any manipulation of elements, magic, auras, ect. are considered powers and therefore are disabled. So yes, he can't use auras to increase his physical attack strength. This also means that Crystaline can't use auras (or even her ghost powers) to sense her surroundings. She will have to rely on her senses (smell and hearing mostly) and on others to get around.]

[Flame: Okay, I guess thats fine for most of my characters, But that also makes Flame useless as he is terrible at clost combat, Is it okay if i make it so that his powers either dont work or barely work, So if he tries to fire a ray he'll fire a very small flame and if he tries to use his Aura's they work for a second then they get much weaker, Is that fair?]

[Frost: Hmmm. I will have to think about it. In the mean time, Flame is still very smart and can create tools and gadgets, right? Maybe, during the roleplay, he could create a few things out of whatever materials he can find. I do plan on the heroes and anti-heroes re-gaining at least some of their abilities back later in the roleplay.]

[Flame: Yeah ok, That makes sense, And I guess he has the ability to fly (Its build into his DNA, Along with his Telekinesis)Right?]

[Frost: Telekinesis is considered a manipulation of elements (since it allows someone to move things with the mind) so that's disabled. However, if flying is built into his DNA... hmmm, I will have to put some thought into that one. The only characters that I had in mind who could fly in this roleplay were ones with wings or used technology (such as a jetpack) to fly. Even if Flame were to have his flight disabled, there would still be plenty of ways for him to help. There is more to this roleplay than straight up combat, after all.

To make it fair, I guess Flame's flying is disabled. A lot of the characters have their powers in their DNA, and if those are disabled, then Flame can't be an exception to the rule. sorry :( ]

[Lagoona: Guess that means no Fayore's Glove, Ezio's Blades, or... actually, since Robecca is a robot, she's all good. But, because I'm a nice person, Robecca will be limited to rocket boots and an inter-changeable arm cannon.

Also, a quick question. Does this RP have any relation to zombie video games such as Left 4 Dead, Resident Evil, and The Walking Dead, or any zobie movies such as 28 Days Later or 28 Weeks later? Maybe not the 28 *Blank* Later movies because one drop of zombie blood can infect you in about 20 secs., and they have asymptomatic carriers of the 'Rage' virus in the movie, but, like, do we refer to zombies as 'walkers' or have 'special infected' or anything like that?]

[Frost: Lagoona! Glad to see you here! Anyway, no, this RP doesn't have any relation to zombie video games such as the ones listed above (I never played any of them. Suprise!), nor do they have any relation to any of the zombie movies listed above (I've never even heard of any of those movies.) Any similarities to any movies or games are most likely a coincidence. The zombie mystery will be revealed during the roleplay; the characters are going to try to find out why all this is happening. Don't worry, the characters won't be transformed into zombies unless they are actually killed by one (which I doubt will happen in this roleplay.).

Since powers, magic, and super abilities are disabled, the characters will have to be resourceful and use what they can find (weapons, makeshift traps, duct tape, anything they can find.) or already have to help them survive. I plan on having all the characters meet soon, but not yet.]

What about magic weapons/Weapon summonig abilities? ~HS

[Frost: Summoning weapons counts as magic in someways. So that's disabled. If the person has the weapon on their person (like Cutter's spear, Crymson's staff, or Static's whip), or if they find a weapon in the city somewhere, then they can use it. Magical weapons are pending.

If the magical weapon has a physical feature (such as being on fire, for example), then they are only reduced in power. Also, they can only coat the blade (in the case of a fire-sword). So, swinging the blade cannot generate a wave of fire. It can, however, burn the zombie. If this isn't enough information, let me know.]

Um, a weapon with power draining capabilities and poisonous bullets. I could just not use the power siphon. Oh, the weapon itself is the altered form of a demon. ~HS

[Frost: Poisonous bullets? That is fine, as long as it isn't poisoned by magic or enchantments of any kind. As for power draining capabilities; as long as it isn't powered by magic or powers. If it's a technology, it should be fine.

As for the weapon being the altered form of a demon; If it is a permanent transformation (irriversable) or the demon's "normal" form, it should be okay. Otherwise, the demon will be reverted back to is normal form (provided it's normal form isn't the weapon.]

((((The transformation is reversible. Shadow-Flare just never said how, so in theory, the TF is irreversible. And for technology.....I'll just say that the bullet part is biological. ~HS))))

[Lagoona: Hey, I hope nobody minds that I changed my hero line-up to the MerMonster sisters. Funny story, their actually supposed to sprout tails when they totch water, it's in their DNA, but it's considered magic (I suppose) and so they are stripped of it. And they will also be stripped of their water heating, water freezing, and water moving abbilities.

Also, thank's for clarifying the whole refrence thing. Although, it would be cool if there were Boomers... I would love to blow one up on someone... And watch them get eaten by a zombie hoard after... Mwahahahaha!!!]

[Frost: Gruesome. Anyway, there will be plenty of ways to blow things up. Everyone will have to find supplies and bend society's laws a little (such as breaking and entering, and arson.) Not to create any spoilers, but the characters will be going to places such as gun stores, news stations, and even a Gelato shop with a generator running. (why a Gelato shop? I'll answer that later. :)     )

[Monk: One of my characters has two needles filled with blood that cure people of undead diseases,would he be able to use those?]

[Frost: No. Sorry. This strand of "undead disease" is something completely and totally unique. The characters WILL find a cure, rest assured. Just not at the start of the roleplay.]

[Monk the Cat: It would have only worked after the shield went down anyway(It is the blood of a hemo(blood)kinetic character of mine(Richard) who works as a healer and can cure most diseases... But Aspen would probably try to find a cure.(when he recovers)]

Prologue:
[Location: Station Square; Hidden research lab located within the tallest building in Station Square, Station Spires. Time: Approx. 8:00 P.M. Weather: Heavy rain and thunderstorm.]

Station Spires was a pair of buildings that towered over Station Square. The two buildings were connected by a pair of bridges between them, several thousand feet off the ground. Deep within one of the towers was a secret research lab. In the lab, machinery was knocked over, papers were scattered everywhere, and blood and some corpses could be seen all over the room.

A wounded, white mobian otter with black streaks was wearing a blood stained lab coat, sitting unconscious against one of the knocked over machines. Under his lab coat, he was wearing a dark grey sweater with a lot of blood on it. Like his coat and sweater, his dark grey pants had blood stained on the left leg. Oddly, his black and shiny leather shoes were untouched by the blood.

His dark blue eyes fluttered opened and he groaned. Looking over at his left arm, he noticed that it was gone from the elbow down. The wound was wrapped with bloodstained bandages to stop the bleeding. Oddly, he felt very numb. He looked around at the completely demolished room. The only light was coming in from the windows as lightning flashed out side.

Suddenly, he remembered everything that had happened. Quickly, he scrammbled to his feet and tried to make his way to a nearby elevator. He stumbled a few times, either from the numbness or from his haste. He soon reached the elevator and pushed a button on the control panel. The elevator lurched for a moment, knocking the one-armed otter to the ground. When the elevator started moving, he managed to pull himself up.


 * "I hope I'm not too late." He said in a slight german accent. "I didn't anticipate his strength. I have to hurry. It may be too late for the city, but I might have a chance to stop this from spreading to the rest of the vorld."

The elevator came to a halt, again lurching. The doctor, however, had braced himself for the sudden stop. As the doors opened, he stumbled out into the room. It looked to be an office of some sort. He quickly tried to turn on the light switch to his left with his left hand. When he didn't feel the familiar sensation of hitting a light switch, he quickly remembered that his arm was gone. He then quickly turns on the switch with his right hand, flooding the room with light as the switch is flicked.

The left wall of the room was made entirely out of windows, giving a blured, but spectacular view of the city through the rain droplets on the outside of the glass. At the far end of the room was a large, semi-circular desk that was facing the elevator. A computer terminal was on the desk, along with documents and papers that were neatly orgainized all along the desk. To the right side of the room were a couple of comfortable looking chairs and a small, glass coffee table. Mounted on the wall was a large, flat-screened television.

The white otter hurried across the room, a few drops of blood landed on the persian rug under his feet. He soon made it to the computer teminal on the desk and typed a few things in. After a few seconds of typing, a confirmation sound was heard. The injured scientist then looked at a framed picture to the right of the computer. It was a picture of two mobians: the injured otter himself (though he looked a little younger and wasn't missing an arm in the photograph), and a yonger looking otter with reddish brown fur, blue streaks, and deep blue eyes like the doctor's . Both characters in the picture were smiling at the camera.The white otter looked at the photograph with sadness in his eyes.


 * "I'm sorry, Zoren. My dear brother." He said quietly. "I vas so close."

Without warning, a sound was heard from above. It sounded like a machine powering up and then discharging something. He looked out the window and saw a large, clearish turquoise glowing ray of energy expand across the city. The ray curved as it approached the outer edge of Station Square. In less than a minute, the entire city was enveloped in a turquoise colored field of energy. However, all of the lights across the city began to go out. Soon, the only two buildings with the lights still on were the towers of Station Spires.

The rain had stopped abruptly because it could not penetrate the energy dome. However, as the lightning flashed across the sky, the sound of thunder could clearly be heard by anyone in the city. The doctor sighed and made his way back to his desk. He looked at the photograph of himself and his younger brother for several moments. Then he looked at the computer. With his right arm, he typed several commands into the terminal.

A large screen lowered down from the ceiling, displaying several camera images showing different parts of the city. One of the images could clearly show a few zombies limping across the street. Another could show an empty street in which a few pieces of newspaper were being blown about. However, the injured scientist was looking at a camera feed of a lone zombie moving around, not by will, but by instinct. The zombie looked almost exactly like Zoren, with the exception that its eyes were glowing a bright orange color.

A few tears fell onto the white otter's blood-stained lab coat. He felt nothing could be done about this now. He sat at his desk, watching the video screens in silence. On the desk, there was a plaque which read in big, bold letters: Dr. Xavior E. Archer.

Part 1:
[Location: Somewhere in Station Square. Time: about 8:00P.M. Weather: from stormy to strange.]

Cutter, a lone bounty hunter echidna, had just returned home to his apartment not long before the barrier formed around the city. He was drenched from the rain, and hung up his raincoat before going to find a towel to dry himself off. As soon as he finished drying his hair, everything went dark. "What the--" He shuffled around his pockets, and soon flicked on a flashlight. ''Looks like a power outage. ''He thought to himself. ''That storm is stronger than it sounded. ''He began to walk around his home, lighting candles around in every room.

It was then when he noticed something strange. He couldn't hear the rain anymore. Puzzled, he opened the front door, and saw that the rain had stopped. ''So it knocks out the power and leaves, huh? Pfft. Tha''-- His thoughts were suddenly interrupted by a bright flash and loud crash of thunder. It sounded like the storm was still right over the city. This only confused him further. He stepped outside, and leaned over the balconey to look up at the sky. "What in the..." He clearly could see the sky and the clouds, but something was between them and the city. A large, turquoise field of energy spread across the sky; how far it reached was anyone's guess. He couldn't see the end of it. But what he could see was a slight ripple in several places. The rain hadn't stopped; It couldn't pass this barrier.

Cutter couldn't imagine what the purpose of this could possibly be. But he had an awfully bad feeling that it would cause something worse than a power outage.

Meanwhile, across the street, an orange cat wearing a blue and gold jacket and white shirt was sound asleep; leaning against his chair as he sat at a table in front of a closed restaurant. A large, open umbrella was sticking up from the center of the table; keeping the sleeping cat dry. He had fallen asleep during the rain storm, and seemed to be unaware of the large field of energy covering the sky.

At the end of the street, something limped out of a dark alley. It was dressed as a police officer; complete with handcuffs, gun, baton, and radio. The uniform, however, was torn in multiple places and had blood stained on a large majority of it. It seemed to groan as it limped down the street; towards Cutter and the orange cat.

Cutter surveyed the area, curious to know if anyone else had witnessed the strange weather. He saw a cat lying limp in a chair, in a manner that suggested that he was asleep. There was no one else in the area, at least he didn't see anyone...until he saw a figure in a police uniform limping out of the shadows. Someone's been hurt? He was somewhat alarmed by this, especially since it seemed to be heading toward the sleeping person. Cutter hurried down the stairs and rushed across the street. As he got closer, he began to hear the moans and groans from the officer. As he stood a good distance between the cat and the limping man, he noticed something horribly wrong about him, which made his face twist in horror.

It was a zombie with glowing orange eyes. His torso was ripped, exposing some flesh and even bone. As the zombie approached, he let out a loud cry of some sort; a cross between a moan and a roar. The cat opened his eyes at the noise, startled at what he saw. "Wha-? YIKES!" He leaned far back into his chair in suprise. So far, in fact, that the chair toppled over backwards, and the cat with it. Meanwhile, the zombie charged at Cutter, arms flailing menacingly.

Cutter drew his weapon; a long, wooden spear with a short blade, and swept the zombie off it's feet. He rose his spear, and lashed down at it with lethal speed and force.

Elsewhere in the city, An orange hedgehog named Jack, a female skunk named Patricia & a female skunk robot of Patricia named Metal Patricia are walking together, until they noticed something is wrong about this place "What the heck happened here?" Said Jack. "I have no idea" answered Patricia. Metal Patricia added "Me neither." The three looked around to see no one is here. "Where is everybody?" asked Patricia looking worried. "Man, this place is deserted" Said Jack taking notice of the surroundings & then he spoke "Hmm, come on let's go." Then Jack tries to use super speed, but ends up tripping himself falling flat on his face. "Ow! Must be jet leg or something." Said Jack as he tries it again, but falls flat again. "I have a bad feeling about this." Said Patricia. "I had that feeling as well." Said Metal Patricia. Jack gets up & says "Aw man, I don't know what's going on, but I don't like it one bit."

"Come on....come ON!!!!" A female voice roared. A black female cat was running quickly through he street of the town. Crymson, much to no avail, tried to bring out her powers of blue fire to eradicate a zombie trudging behind her. But each time she tried to summon up enough flames, it extinguished quickly. "ARGH!!!! WHY WON'T THIS WORK!!!!" She shouted, furiously.

In an area near the black cat, a white-and-black furred fox was walking and looking around. "It's starting to get pretty dark out here." She says to herself. She sighs. "It's extremely lucky that I can make my own light." Valencia holds her hand palm-up and attempts to create a ball of light, ending in failure. "What?" She tries again, with the same result. "This can't be right. No photokinesis? B-but the n-night is evil!" She begins to stutter.

Walking along the sidewalk, a snow white and blue hedgefox wearing cold attire was surveying to town. "Wow, it sure is quiet here. Where is everybody?" As soon as he made a few more steps, he came across Crymson who seem to have darted right past him. "Huh? What's with her?" He turned to the opposite direction amd saw a zombie flailing to his direction. "What the-? What is thay thing?" He stood there in dismay as the zombie started to come after him. "Grrr, better finish him off quick." His hand formed a huge ice spike. But once he's about to attack, the ice spike shattered. "What!? How can this happened!!!!" He stood in fear as the zombie is just feet away from his death.

A short red Pyrofox and a Brown wolverine are looking around, The Pyrofox looks around "This is so weird, I can't use my magic" he keeps trying to make a flame but only small sparks come out. The wolverine looks around alert "I have a feeling something is going to happen, and its definately not good..." A zombie comes limping towards them. Flame (The pyrofox) Yelled "Ahh! What in blazes is that?" Jad (The wolverine) yells as well, "How am I supposed to know?! You're the smart one, aren't you?!"

Flame yells "I think we should run!" He tries to fly but can't "What the?!" The Zombie edges towards him, Jad grabs him and runs off "Run now, worry later!" While running he runs up to the pavement and trips, Headbutting the zombie that is infront of the Hedgefox, He lets go of Flame and flings him into the Zombie, After getting up and dusting himself off flame sighs "I felt like i just headbut something..." He rubs his head.

Cutter stepped forward, and stared down at the zombie he had just slain. This zombie resembled a man he once knew. Recognizing the corpse made him fear the worst. He then turned around and looked at the cat, "You alright back there?" He asked.

The orange cat got up and dusted himself off. "Yeah, thanks. What the heck is happening?" He looks up at the sky, seeing the turquoise energy field above the city. "Well, there's something you don't see everyday..."

Jack, Patricia & Metal Patricia notices a zombie & Patricia screamed "EEK!". Then Patricia tries to use her magic, but ends up in failure. Patricia says "What the? What happened?". Then Patricia tries to use Iron Tail by coating it with energy, but still the energy from her tail died down, meaning that move failed too. Patricia gasps & says "Oh no! My powers didn't work, that hasn't happened before." "Then I guess that leaves with RUN!!!" Said Jack, not before running for their lives from a Zombie with Jack running in normal speed.

In an instant, the white and blue hedgefox, name Burg, came running beside them. "Huh? Wait, you're running from the zombie, too?" He was running so fast that he was able to catch up to Jack and Patricia.

"Yes cause our powers didn't work. I've lost my super speed & I have no choice but to run in normal speed" Said Jack. "I've lost my magic powers, now I'm powerless to stop a zombie." Said Patricia.

Burg was surprised that Jack and Patricia has lost their powers too. "Wow, how ironic. My ice powers won't commence. Something's definetly wrong." He continued running along with them.

Crymson was still running, but with her eyes closed, away from the zombies until she bumped into someone and fell. "Owch, what in the wo-!" Until she looked up, she saw someone she recognizes: Static. "STATIC!!!" Her face beamed a huge grin.

Cutter rose an eyebrow, and walked over to the two. "You should watch where you're going." He warned.

Static was suprised, but happy to see Crymson. "Crymson? What are you doing here? Do you have any idea what's going on?" He and Crymson get up off the ground. For now, no zombies can be seen.

Flame and jad were running rather fast, Though Flame had trouble keeping up, They kept running Flame was breathing heavily "I...Hate running, Why can't I fly?" Jad shrugs "I dont know..." he looks ahead and sees Crymson and Static "Hey isn't that..." Flame suddenly runs a little faster "Thats Crymson and Static... They may have an idea about what is going on..." They stop right infront of them. Flame is panting, After running for so long, Jad speaks up "Hey...Do you have any idea whats going on? We just got attacked by a Zombie-Like person..."

"Flame!!! Jad!!!" Crymson got up and saw two more familiar faces. "Boy, am I glad to see you two." Then she changed the subject. "Actually, I have no sudden clue of what's going on here. But I don't know why these zombies are lurking around."

Flame stopped panting for air "I really need to stop cutting P.E" He scratches the back of his head "I wouldn't call these zombies... Afterall the concept of Zombies is impossible due to the complexity of the brain and also most of the brain is poisonous, and also a disease that takes over the mind is impossible without creating genetics, Which is thousands of years worth of technology ahead of us..." He stops "I'm going to stop reading those Biology books, Anyway, Have your powers stopped working? I can't seem to use my magic and I'm unable to fly."

Jad interrupts "Yeah, And I cant use my 'Secret' Powers" Flame sighs "You have 'Secret' Powers? I thought you were talented" Flame laughs.

Suddenly, a group of about seven zombies comes around the corner toward Static, Cutter, Flame, Crymson, and Jad. All their outfits were different, ranging from work uniforms to civilian clothing. However, all contained the same glowing orange eyes and badly injured, blood stained bodies. They were running at a rather slow pace, but were menacing looking non the less.

Static goes in front of the group, "I got this!" He twitches his arms, and his arms become electrified. The electricity gives off a blue glow as the electric currents move up and down his arms. However, before he can do anything, his electricity goes out. Horrified, Static attempts to re-activate his electrokinesis, only to fail. "Oh no. Oh no, no, no, no! This can't be happening!" He turns around and looks at the rest of the group, "I think we should run now!"

From a distance, the white-and-black fox is running from another zombie. "The nighttime is EEEEVIIL!!" She screams with a terrified facial expression. Not looking where she's going, she runs right into Static. "Oof!" She falls onto the ground.

Static is also knocked down, "Ow! Again?!" He looks at the person who ran into him. "Could you please watch where yo-" He was interupted by a screaming sound coming from the group of zombies coming toward them. Static helps the white-and-black fox to her feet. "Nevermind, just stay close." He quickly grabs the dead zombie policeman's gun and hands it to the white-and-black fox. "Here, use this. Just watch where you shoot." He looks back at the zombie's start to close in. "I can't believe I don't have my powers. Of all the times my powers won't work, it had to be during a zombie apocolypse!?"

"We may not have our powers. But we can not forget our melee attacks!" Crymson brought out her rod from her back pocket. She twirl it several times and it extended into a staff, which Crymson got into her Way of the Staff stance. "Alright, time to dance." She beamed a determined grin.

Static didn't look convinced. "I don't think I want to get close to those things." He pulls out a small rod with a strange orb on the end. With a flick of his wrist, the rod extends into a long whip; with the orb at the tip of it. "Good thing I have this."

Flame sighs "If powers don't work, I'm unable to conjure my weapon, Afterall is made of Energy" He picks up a Plant of wood of the floor and a shard of metal, After a few clanks and Whirs he creates a Make-Shift sword "I suppose this will do"

Jad attaches claws to his Gloves, And pulls a guitar out "Come get me Zombies!"

On Cutter's side, upon seeing the zombies approaching, he was beginning to look horrified as he began to realize just what was happening after recognizing yet another one in the group of braindead people. He drew another weapon; a long, steel blade in the shape of a boomerang, and threw it at the zombies. It successfully incapitated the front row, and left the second to trip over them. After catching the weapon on it's return, he finished them off with his spear.

More zombies came at the group from behind, some human while others mobian. There were about 20 of them charging at the survivors, screaming menacingly and flailing thier arms around. Suddenly, a gunshot rang out, and one of the zombie's head was penetrated with a bullet, destroying it. Several more shots echoed through the streets, dropping a zombie or two with each one. Some of the survivors looked around for the source of the firing, but couldn't detect it's origin.

Cutter looked back over toward a building, about a block down from them. From the distance he stood, he couldn't tell where exactly the gunshots came from at first, but his senses brought him to look in that direction. He soon noticed an open window, and a tiny flash of light reflecting off of a metallic object, and a shadowy figure behind it. Although thankful for the help, he didn't trust anyone he couldn't see with a gun. He twirled his spear around behind him, and prepared to finish off the last ten zombies.

Inside, a gray wolf was aiming out of a 8th story window with a sniper rifle. The wolf was wearing a black jacket with a dark gray shirt on underneath, a black harness, dark gray pants, black boots, black gloves and a ragged scarf with an odd insignea on it. As he aimed down his rifle's scope, he continued to kill the zombies with incredible efficency and accuracy. When he finished his clip, he had reduced the zombie group down to just ten undead creatures.

He spoke with a russian accent into a radio that was lying next to him, "Robin, is it almost ready?"

After some static, the radio spoke, "Almost, Frost. Hot-wiring city busses isn't necessarily one of my specialties. A few more seconds. And..." the sound of an engine starting can be heard over the radio. "Got it! We're ready to go! Get over to the bus ASAP."

Frost puts the sniper rifle on his back, "Da.I'm on my way." As he said this, he heard a few zombie coming up the stairs behind him. He quickly ties a cable around a pipe sticking out of the wall, and jumps out the window and starts rappeling down the wall. Back in the room, the zombies enter. The first zombie trips a string, which pulls the pin out of two grenades. A moment later, the room and zombies are engulfed in an explosion of shrapnel. Frost lands on the street as the room exploded. He breifly looks back at the room, then starts sprinting down the street towards the bus station.

Cutter stood in front of the pile of lifeless corpses, leaning on his spear driven into the grass by the sidewalk for support. He was out of breath from fighting off so many on his own. He had gone out of his way to taking on a whole wave without the others. He was beginning to wonder if that was such a good idea now; He was used to fighting one-on-one, not large groups. But for now, the coast was clear. Suddenly, he heard a loud boom that made him jump. Looking back towards the building from before, he saw smoke coming from  a certain portion of it, and a figure fleeing the scene. ''Bah! Is now really the time to be committing arson!?'' He complained in his mind. I swear, criminals these days...

Static looked at Cutter; he had taken down the remaining zombies before any of the other could do anything. ''Huh. He's good. He thought. Kinda wish he'd let us help though. ''Static was about to ask him his name, but was distracted by a loud explosion. He looked back and saw that there was smoke coming out of the windows. At ground level, he could see someone running off. "Well, nice time for an explosion." He said sarcastically. "I wonder who that was..."

Meanwhile, at a bus station; there was a bus with the engine running and headlights on. Frost ran up to the bus and climbed in, the door closing behind him. He looks around the bus. There were about 10 seats in either row, with the back row being one large seat. In the second seat from the front on the driver's side; there was a black mockingbird wearing a black and green fidora, and a pair of black and green shoes. His gloves were white, except for a silver line running up along the side of each glove from the wrist to the tip of each pinkie finger.

Sitting next to him was a young, white wolf. She was wearing a dark gray and light green dress, dark gray boots, white gloves, a light green scarf, and a matching green bow over her left ear. Her white "hair" came down to her shoulders. The most intersting features, however, were her eyes. They where pure white where the pupils should be, but her irises-- which usually glowed a bright green-- were now dimmly glowing. She looks very worried.

Frost sat in the seat across from her, and looked at the person in the dirver seat. "Ready, Robin."

The person in the driver seat looked at him. "Okay. Let's go." She starts maneuvering the bus out of the station and driving toward the group that Frost had provided sniper support for earlier. She was wearing a pair of black boots with a white strip on each side, black pants, and a black hoodie with white sleeves and hood. The hood was pulled up over her helmet. Her purple face visor was opaque; no one could see her face behind it. However, they could see her eyes, which were glowing a bright blue color behind the visor. Her tailfeathers seemed metalic for some reason.

About a mile away three cats were coming out of a small bowling alley and started walking towards a large, dark purple warmech, with white markings. The black cat with a  yellow stripe, who was wearing a monk's robe and carrying a pouch and a canteen was saying, " Strange how the power went out. Too bad the owner had some lanterns, I never wanted to go bowling anyway..." A taller green cat wearing a similar robe and a large cloth backpack replied, "Well Monk, at least you scored good...ish," Monk glared at him, "Since when was a score of 32 good, Aspen? Just look at Puppet; she got a perfect score and she even got a prize, by the way, why did you take the wooden puppet?" Puppet--a purple and black cat wearing a brown t-shirt, faded blue over-alls, black gloves and a pilots helmet and goggles--simply shrugged and said, "For the first question: Skill... and I have been bowling for most of my life, for the second: I don't know... I just liked it" She smiled then looked up and saw the energy field "Uh... guys was that there before?" They both looked up and answered "No..."

Just then a zombie came around the corner and started hobbling towards the cats. Monk started looking around and saw the zombie nodded his head and said "Good day sir." Puppet and Aspen lokked at what Monk was referring to. Puppet's eyes grew wide as she realized what it was. She dropped the puppet she was holding, drew a pistol and shot the zombie in the head, killing it. Monk spun aroud and yelled "WHY DID YOU DO THAT?!?" "It was a zombie, see for yourself," she replied, putting away the pistol and picking the puppet back up. Aspen just looked on in terror as he saw she was right "Quick we need to warn the people inside: there may be more!" So they ran back inside and told everyone about what was out there. The few remaining customers and the owner looked out at the corpse and saw three more zombies coming down the street. Everyone immidiately started barricading the doors andwindows. "We'll try to get help and hold them" Monk said trying to calm everyone down, "Can we have the keys to the roof?" he asked the owner.

The owner handed over the keys saying "Anything!" The cats got out on the roof Monk said "I'll get the stuff,"he then jumped down onto the warmech, entered it and came out with several weapons. Handing the weapons to their respective weilders, Monk tried shifting into a human but failed gasping "what is happening? I'm stuck in this form!" The other cats just ignored him. Once Puppet had her energy revolver-- which looks a lot like a revolving grenade launcher-- back, she attached a long barrel and a scope to it and knocked down the zombies. Aspen got a firecracker out of his backpack and handed it to Puppet. Puppet grabbed the Firecacker took the barrel of her weapon, loaded the fire cracker into a cylinder and fired it straight up. After afew seconds the firecracker exploded into a big red "help" that could be seen for miles around, "I sure hope someone comes" Puppet said as she and Monk got into sniper positions.

Jack, Patricia & Metal Patricia had run from block to block trying to get away from the zombies, feeling very tired & they had found place to hide from the zombies & that's in the park which is nearby. "Quickly everyone inside the park." Said Jack as he, Patricia & Metal Patricia goes inside the park & hides in the bushes. "Nobody make a sound" Whispered Patricia as they stayed quiet, until the zombies go by. And as the Zombies had slowly dissapeared through the trees. Jack, Patricia & Metal Patricia emerges from the bushes & Metal Patricia says "That was a close one" "Yeah,...we gotta...stop....those Zombies." panted Patricia. Jack says "But how do we stop these zombies from eating our brains." "Maybe we can find any weapons to stop those zombies" Said Patricia. "I was wondering, do you think robots are immune to the loss of powers?" Asked Metal Patricia. "I'm not sure, but I'm too scared to ask." Replied Jack. Patricia notices a handgun & says "Look, that's a handgun." Then Patricia picks up the Handgun. Then Jack notices a Large Sword on the floor, he picks it up & says "Look it's a Large Sword. Maybe we can use all those weapons to stop these zombies." "And don't forget that I am a robot. I can Initiate my Self-Denfence Protocal" Said Metal Patricia as she activates her Sword-like Blades mounted in her robotic fore-arms & her robotic hands turns into Mini Guns. "And just in time too, look!" Said Jack as he spots a Zombie or two.

Soon, a bus arrives at the apartment area, and the  bus doors open. Frost comes out first, his rifle raised and ready to fire at any enemy. Next, Robin came out. "Does anyone need a lift?" she asked.

Static looked at Robin in suprise, not because of her unusual appearance, but simply because he wasn't expecting to see her. "Robin? Frost? What are you doing here?" He looks at the bus, "And how did you get a bus?"

"I'll explain everything later." Robin replied, "Right now, we need to look for other survivors and form a plan on what to do next. Anyone want to join us?"

Frost kept his sniper rifle raised. He wasn't aiming at anyone in the group, but it was still enough to make some people nervous. He was keeping an eye out for trouble of any kind. Breifly, he glances at Cutter, who by that time was already several blocks away, but soon resumes scanning the area for zombies or any other threats.

Flame looks around "So how did you guys get a bus? And do you have any idea whats going on?" He yawns "And why do you even have a Sniper, And why am I listing Questions..." He sighs "If anyone needs me I'll be Blueprinting."

Robin looked at Flame, "Like I said, I'll explain everything later. Right now, we need to get somewhere safe. So, everyone get on board." Flame jumped on, Sat down and started Drawing Blueprints, Everyone was confused to what he was making.

The young white wolf that was sitting across from him looked over at Flame, "Flame, is that you?" While she didn't have her powers to help her sense her surroundings, she still had her excellent hearing and sense of smell; traits that were common to most wolves. She could hear Flame's pencil as he sketched on the blueprints and had heard his voice a few moments earlier.

Flame looks up "Yeah, Hey Crystaline." He looks a bit confused "Have your powers been blocked to? That must suck not being able to see..." He continues drawing.

Crystaline bowed her head in disappointment and sighs, "You have no idea..." Next to her, the mockingbird was taking a nap; his fedora pulled down over his eyes.

Flame looks over at mimic "Why do I have the strange urge to draw a beard on his face..." He looks confused, He sighs, He keeps drawing.

Cutter left the apartment area, alone, and took refuge on the top of an industrial building. He stared up into the sky, his gaze focusing on the energy barrier. ''This barrier not only keeps the rain from falling in, it keeps all those "gifted" people from using their powers...Why all of this is happening is what I'm worried about. And what will I do now? '' He then heard another boom, but this one sounded different, and lead his gaze to another portion of the sky. Fireworks. Someone had launched a big firecracker. The particles that spread from it, formed words--or rather, one word, in big, sparkly red letters: "HELP"

Cutter's eyebrows shot up at the sight of it. "An S.O.S." He said to himself. Unusual way to go about it, but it still means trouble. With that, he headed off in the direction of the firecracker.

Back at the Park, Jack, Patricia & Metal Patricia have taken down a couple of zombies with the weapons they found. "Man those zombies are tough, but we've done it, for now." Said Jack. "No one seems to be bitten, we're all good." Said Metal Patricia. "Thank goodness, we need to find somewhere to hide, but where?" Asked Patricia. They scanned the area for somewhere to hide. Across the street, they saw a bright pink cadillac sitting under a street light. They ran to it and found that the doors were unlocked. They climbed inside, locked the doors, and did their best to remain hidden. "Let's remain calm guys, we'll be safe in here for now." Said Metal Patricia. They stayed hidden inside the Pink Cadillac, trying to stay out of sight from the zombies. Then later Patricia & Metal Patricia peers out from the passenger seat, ready to hide instantly & Jack is cowering behind the steering wheel & Jack says "We gotta do something. We need some help, but how?" "I'll try contacting someone to help" Said Metal Patricia as she tries to communicate with the other survivors & then she said "Come in Survivors, come in. Come in Survivors, repeat, come in survivors." But there was no response & Metal Patricia sadly said "There is no response. I'm sorry." "You mean to tell us that we're strandard. No one here to rescue us?!" Said Patricia in shock, disbelief & fear. "I'm afraid so." Replyed Metal Patricia. "Oh no!" said Patricia as she was panicking. "Hold me please!" Said Patricia as she hugs Jack really tightly like a bone crushing hug. "Oooh! My back!" Yelped Jack as he felt the bone crushing hug coming from Patricia. Metal Patricia then tries to calm down Patricia & says "It's ok. There's no need to panic. Please calm down, Patricia. We will survive." Said Metal Patricia. "You really think so?" Asked Patricia letting go of Jack. "Yes indeed" Answered Metal Patricia. "I hope so." Said Patricia shedding a tear. "Ok, I think that we're the only 3 survivors in this town, but there could be more survivors out there. We have to be prepared for anything in this zombie infected town." Said Jack. Then Jack makes a proclaimation & yells "WE MUST FIND SHELTER!". The Word "Shelter" had echoed throughout the whole town of Station Square.

Back with the cats, each team member had gotten all of their equipment back. Puppet had taken down three  zombies and another mutant creature"Aspen is anyone coming?!" she shouted. Aspen was busy scouting the area with a pair of binoculars "Noone is coming.....yet" he replied. Monk had killed only one zombie, he sighed and said "We have to expect the worst." Puppet picked up the wooden puppet by her side and smiled "Time to make a minion!" she exclaimed. Monk just facepalmed "not again..." Puppet started adding monitor on its head and several  small metal pods with antanae onto several spots on the puppet, after about a minute she added the final touch: two six inch long black claws on each of the puppets hands "done!" she exclaimed before getting back into position. Suddenly Aspen shouted "Guys I think the signal worked! ...but not the right way, Something's coming! Something BIG!" Puppet and Monk both looked in the direction Aspen pointed and saw something unfriendly.

Four flying scaly beings had seen the firecracker and were drawn to the spot out of instinct: predatory instinct. The "Fliers" consisted of a large one magenta, blue spotted, skin, and the other three were all considerably smaller green, yellow spotted, skinned "fliers" they started flying towards the red sparkles.

Aspen took off his heavy sack and grabbed his javelins; ready to fight. Puppet shot one of the small fliers out of the sky, which sent the large one into rage. Monk shot down a second one which screeched a painfully loud noise as it died. Aspen was aiming for the large one when the death scream threw off his aim. He threw both javelins, the first one missed while the second one merely bounced off its tough skin. The big flier grabbed Aspen with its big talons and threw him into an office building across the street, where he crashed through a window. Monk watched in shock but suddenly had a painful flashback. He opened his eyes wich were glowing with rage put on his gladiator helmet and cape and strapped on his cestus gloves before jumping on to the creatures back. He grabbed its head and steered it into the ground nearby, the second one followed completely forgetting about Puppet: a deadly mistake. She grabbed the controls for her warmech and used its huge fists to smash the final small flier. Monk put all his strength into striking the creature's skull Barbaricly screaming "GRAAAH, GRUUUH" and pummeled the monster's head with his spiked gloves relentlessly until "CRACK" he killed it. He then broke off one of its horns to take with him.

Breathing heavily and obviosly tired, he jumped on the warmech, which flew up to the window he stepped out and strained to pick up Aspen  who moaned in pain. Monk loaded the bleeding Aspen into the back of the warmech before stepping in himself. The warmech flew back to the roof and unloaded its passengers come out. Aspen grabbed a crutch from the machine and hobbled over to a box to sit down. "Can you bring me my sack Puppet?" he asked. "Okay" she strained to picked it up "What do you have in here!?" When he got the sack, he took and swallowed some herbs to kill the pain, before grabbing some more to heal the wound. He handed the herbs to Monk as Puppet carefully pulled out all the glass shards as Aspen moaned in pain. When she was done Monk applied the herbs, then he ran down into the building and came back with some blankets. They wrapped Aspen up in the blankets and made an improvised bed for him. Aspen soon fell asleep. When they heard him asleep the went slowly back to their positions.

((I don't know if you realized, but this RP is supposed to be On Hold right now.~Smash The Echidna~  01:17, December 14, 2012 (UTC)

[Frost: Okay, hold up. Spongebob100, your characters seem to be teleporting from place to place. First, they were in the streets running from a zombie (along with CrySho's character: Burg). Then they end up in a park (with Burg nowhere to be seen), then in a junkyard (either that or there's a large trash mound in the park with a pink cadillac on top), then they end up on the bus. A lot of these places are several blocks apart. I appologize, but I had to delete the edits that were made while the RP was on hold.

Please try to find a way to make your characters' appearances flow more smoothly. Also, I plan on the bus coming to Jack, Patricia, and Metal Patricia. And whatever happened to Burg, by the way? He seems to have just disappeared. &#34;Reason is Treason.&#34; That is the Creed of a Tyrant. (talk) 17:15, December 15, 2012 (UTC)]

(Spongebob100: Sorry.)