Infection Role-playing

First topic message reminder :

Here you can create a character and join the united cats against the zombie-cats!

Just create a character like so:

Name: (Flamefur)
Appereance: (Ginger cat, white paws)
Personality: (Hot temper,Brave)
Skills and talents: (Can fight well,strong)

and then join the apocalypse!

(You are allowed to become a zombie...)

Rules are the same as the entire forum rules!

Its the lake area by the way, not the original area.

Name-Nightwish
Appearence- black tom with green eyes
Personality- he'd be a good leader, brave
Skills and talents- strong, blends in with shadows, fast


Name-Stormpaw
Appearence-dark gray she-cat with amber eyes and a torn ear
Personality-young loyal kind and a wise apprentice
Skills and talents-can avoid lightning

Name: Leopardface
Appearence: Small golden she-cat with back spots and has green eyes.
Personality:Brave,smart, great hunter, sweet, loving
Skills and Talents: AWESOME Hunter, fast runner, climbs like a squirrlel!

Name: Stripedspirit
Appearance: white tabby she-cat with dark green eyes. her tabby stripes are unusually ginger.
Personality: very hyper, but gets worried too easily. falls into paranoia a lot.
Skills and Talents: skilled fighter and prey hunter, has good accidental talents for giving other cats haircuts.


Name: Holyblaze
Appereance: Silvery gray she-cat with very dark green eyes.
Personality: Mysterious and quick
Skills and talents: Has the ability to easily unnerve others. Has her own way of fighting.

Name: Duskfeather
Appereance: Dark-grey tom with whispy silver markings like feathers dappled across his pelt. Bright black eyes rimmed with amber, the amber only a thin line.
Personality: Quiet. Sometimes seen muttering bits of stories to himself, or staring at the sky, and squeamish about drawing blood from an enemy.
Skills and talents: Generally better at giving orders or being backup, but still takes pride in leading an attack force.


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What is this? What`s the stroyline?

From up on the tree where he was still surrounded by zombies, Nightwish was still fighting the zombies. One bit down very hard on his tail and he yowled in pain. He fell to the ground below with a thump and the zombies jumped down after him. He was still lying on the ground and the tip of his began to change. Soon it was moving around on it's own and was the color of the zombies. The zombies left to find another cat and Nightwish bit off his tail. He yowled in pain.

Flamefur could see nothing. Just darkness and loads of zombies on top of him tearing at him. He struggled for a moments but then felt himself being bitten on the shoulder... In frustration he burst out of the zombies and raced over to the others. "What do we do now? Theyre everywhere!" He glanced over at Leapordface then Fenncheart then Nightwish then Stripedspirit and then the mysterious cat in the distance. Flamefur made up his mind. He could feel himself turning into a zombie. So he turned and walked away... When he turns into a zombie, he doesent want to harm the others. So he struggled away through the fog...

Nightwish struggled to his paws and saw Flamefur leaving. "Flamefur! Come back!" he yowled. Nightwish's tail tip was flopping around next to him. It wrapped itself around Nightwish's throat and tried to choke him.

Fenecheart hissed. "You are NOT leaving me!"

~whoa scary... but i asked how to defeat them because this RP can't be killing and dying forever.~

Stripedspirit growled. Cats were either dying or turning into zombies, and no one was cooperating. The Clan was distraught.

Holyblaze appeared silently next to Stripedspirit. "No more zombie cats."

"We've still got that tail though," Stripedspirit murmured. She pondered for a moment, then she said, "Say we manage to start a fire. It would burn all these zombies to ashes, right? Ashes can't come after us. But the injured will have to stay behind if they can't make it."

Leopardface struggled to look at Stridepsirit and she rasped frightendly "You would leave us here to die?!?!" her chest was heaving and she was frightend.

Holyblaze thought for a moment before agreeing.

Stripedspirit felt guilty inside, but she replied to Leopardface, "Not all of us would like to stay here and be either undead or die for a dying cat. If you can get someone to help you, though, you might make it."

"I'll help her!" Holyblaze snapped suddenly.

Fennecheart hissed at Stripedspirit. 'How coud you think that?!" Then he turned to Holyblaze. "Please!She the only person I have left ever since the zombies attacked."

Holyblaze nodded, dragging Leopardface by the scruff towards a dry patch of grass. She placed a paw over her back, muttering,"No broken bones."

"Bring me some a bundle of golden poultice," she mewed to Fennecheart.

"Got it!" He ran away and brought some back.

Leopardface sighed "I'm so tired....." but she couldn't fall to sleep.

Stripedspirit stood her ground. "I'm only implying that I never had any close friends, so I don't feel the need to let our Clan die out for a bunch of cats whose time has already come. But if you wanna do it that way, I'm just gonna back off and let you cats die." Feeling horrible resentment, Stripedspirit knocked the eyes out of a zombie head nearby.

~there has to be SOME evil person. oh yeah, and i'm talking philosophy. utilitarianism. if you disagree, idc~

Leopardface lifted her head and weakly rasped "What kind of warrior are you?? Are you even a warrior?? A true and real warrior stabds up for the weak! What kind of warrior are you???"

"If you wanna know what kind of warrior I am, I'm a solo warrior."

Think, if a building was crumbling and there were dying people everywhere, would you try to drag them all out or die with them and increase the amount of dead people? idk about you but i would tell them sorry and go. they'd probably live a sad life being disabled after a really bad accident anyway. oh and this is only my opinion... don't kill me i got a life to live.

~Okay!!!!!!!~

Leopardface layed her head back down with a sigh and her chest was heaving.

Stripedspirit, seeing the dying faces of her comrades, felt a strange feeling. She wanted to sack a zombie again and fling a chicken bone across the field. "Well, if you can manage to walk, I think the others can manage to support you til we get to safety. but we'll have to do that before we start the fire."

Fennecheart gazed angrily at Stripedspirit as she walked away. He knelt down beside Leopardface and licked her cheek. "It'll be alright..."

Nightwish managed to claw his tail-tip off his throat and he tied it to a tree with some brambles. "We have to leave here and find somewhere safer, but no one gets left behind" He meowed to the others. "Cats who are strong enough, help support the badly injured."

"No can do, Nighty," Fennecheart meowed. "I don't think Leopardface can walk..."

"Well, thanks a lot," Stripedspirit spat. She felt no love for a tom who thought poorly of her. She already tried to help Leopardface and she got spat at. All the sympathy and friendship vanished, leaving the old crippled Stripedspirit who wanted to burn all the zombies.

you're all meanies... don't take things too seriously