| profile |
Emo Knight |
| favorite quote: |
"If there's people to save, then there'll always be a hero, and right now boys, its us." |
| class: |
firefighter |
| created: |
sept. 24/05 |
| joined ...AXES HIGH.: |
oct. 15/05 |
| times died: |
21 |
| level: |
4 |
| XP: |
60 |
skills:
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Hand-to-Hand Combat |
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(+15% to melee attacks)
- Knife Combat(An extra +15% when attacking with a knife)
- Axe Proficiency
(An extra +15% when attacking with an axe) |
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Free Running |
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(Can move between adjacent buildings without stepping outside) |
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NecroTech Employment |
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(Player is able to operate DNA Extractors, and can identify NecroTech offices from the street)
- Lab Experience (Can recognise and operate basic-level NecroTech equipment) |
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First Aid |
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(Player is able to heal an extra 5HP when using a first-aid kit)
- Surgery
(Player can heal a further 5HP if working in a hospital with power) |
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Diagnosis |
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(The HP values of nearby survivors are displayed next to their name) |
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Shopping |
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(Player may choose which stores to loot, when searching a mall)
- Bargain Hunting (Player is 25% more likely to find something when searching a mall) |
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Body Building |
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(Player has a maximum of 60 Hit Points instead of 50) |
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Tagging |
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(Player's spraycans last longer. XP bonuses are awarded for tagging certain buildings) |
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Construction |
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(Player is able to barricade buildings) |
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Headshot |
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(If you kill a zombie, it loses 10XP for each level it had. It retains its skills) |
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Scent Fear |
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(Survivors with fewer than 25 HP are shown as "wounded" in room descriptions, and asterisked on the map)
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| age: |
not submitted |
| sex: |
male |
| favored weapon: |
fireaxe |
| zombies killed: |
4 |
| survivors revivified: |
not submitted |
description:
It was a cold night that Emo Knight stepped out onto the pavement, but
the real cold was in his sole, how could the damn boss be so stupid,
everyone knew that the city was doomed but they just kept sending in more and
more decent people to help, people with familys and friends...
"well ill be damned if any god damn zombie`s getting a chunk out of me,"
he muttered to himself as he made his way cautionsly up the road. He had
been doing this for days now, no food, not much sleep, and all he had was
his axe. He called it his third arm, such was his skill with the weapon.
He wouldn't touch anything else. He grinned in the dark,
"its been a while my third arm," he said,
"you havent bit into a damn zombie in a while... lets go have us some fun,"
*he paused*
"huh ...fun," he muttered,
"its fun being scared out of your damn skin, facing 3-1 odds and
having no allies," but he did the job and not only that, he did the job well.
So off he stumbled into the silent night every now and then penetrated by a
scream, groan, or gurgle as blood entered the windpipe of the deceased.
It was that fatal night that Emo Knight finally met his maker, in the
form of a god damn civilain out to get some blood on his god damn kitchen
knife. It was when Emo Knight was stumbling down an alley, wounded from
fighting too many zombies at once that the little traitor struck, four times in
the back and then it was over for him, dead.
....he wakes up with a hunger, a deadly hunger, enough to consume any
normal person, but he wasn't a normal person, he was no longer a person, he
was one of them, one of the living dead, and boy was he hungry. So off
he stumbled into the night with one thing in mind, to feed.
...after a few nights and days of feeding he was just
standing in an alley, as he sometimes did, trying to remember his old life.. when
from behind him he felt a searing pain.
"grehhhhh?" he groaned, before him was food, big food, it had an
axe.. that rekindled old memories... but that could wait, here was food
he didnt have to chase, but instead of using his axe, this... man was
choosing a... a needle, it was a syringe, he remebered, a syringe and he was
advancing,
"sorry mate," he chuckled,
"but this is definitely gonna hurt you more than its gonna hurt me," and with that he
stabbed the syringe into Emo Knight's neck. As he passed out he heard one sound, a chuckle;
"tomorrow's a new day mate."
...when next Emo Knight arose he felt a lot better, the hunger had gone completely.
He felt human again but best of all he could remember, he could remember everything!
"wakey wakey," he heard a sound, no it wasnt a sound it was a voice, a voice.... someone was speaking to him,
"eggs and backey. How are you mate?"
...he remembered it was the man with the axe... but this was no ordinary man, he was a firefighter like himself!
"yeah, i noticed you were a firefighter mate, why else do you think i didn't chop you to pieces?",
and that was the start of Emo Knight's life (again). |
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"What's a pair of bites like you doin' out so late, eeeh?"
~Bruce |
OOC information:
player:
jake
urbandead forum ID:
unknown
email:
beetlegeuse@hotmail.co.uk
MSN:
not submitted
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