Topic: RPG: Zombie Spiders Attack!
The idea of this RPG is to be as cheesy as possible. This is to be like a really corny B-grade movie. So letÃ¢Â€Â™s ham it up!
Let's start with the Rules:
1. You may create any character you want. Clarify their name and strengths/powers so others can follow their actions easily.
2. You can kill characters you create but you can't kill other people's characters unless they say they have been killed in battle with you. However you can wound them. Zombie spiders are fair game, anyone can kill them.
3. You can have any weapon you want but you can only have what your character could physically carry - otherwise they wouldn't be able to move, unless of course they have powers.
4. Be consistent, eg if someone says they blew up a building, don't suddenly be assaulting it.
5. If you have sustained many wounds you will have to either get medical help or eventually die.
6. Follow the storyline, sure add a few twists and turns but allow others to see where you want to go so they can help you get there.
7. Have fun.
And now for the plot (or lack of it):
Zombie Spiders Attack!
High in the Colorado Mountains in the small village of Moose City, murders are occurring. However Police have not been able to identify exactly what is killing their citizens.
Bizarre bite marks are left on the corpses, some appear to be human teeth marks and others are not quite identifiable to anything known to roam the mountains.
Could it be a result of the tragic toxic waste spill that had been poorly covered up by the local government? Who knowsÃ¢Â€Â¦?
It was a cold night in the mountains but that didnÃ¢Â€Â™t mean that LoverÃ¢Â€Â™s Point wasnÃ¢Â€Â™t occupied. Tammy White and Jamie Summers had finally found a night that neither of their parents were going to be around.
Jamie already had TammyÃ¢Â€Â™s top off and was hoping to go all the way when they heard a strange scraping sound.
Ã¢Â€ÂœWhatÃ¢Â€Â™s that?Ã¢Â€Â Tammy asked, covering herself with her arms.
Jamie was only annoyed that he couldnÃ¢Â€Â™t see her boobs. Ã¢Â€ÂœItÃ¢Â€Â™s probably just a raccoon or something.Ã¢Â€Â
Tammy returned to JamieÃ¢Â€Â™s embrace and they kissed. The scraping noise sounded again. Tammy opened her eyes and screamed. A strange looking man was scraping the bonnet of the car with some sort of branch.
Ã¢Â€ÂœOh Jamie, thereÃ¢Â€Â™s a creepy guy out there!Ã¢Â€Â Tammy squealed.
Ã¢Â€ÂœDonÃ¢Â€Â™t worry, IÃ¢Â€Â™ll chase him off.Ã¢Â€Â Jamie said, trying to play the tough boyfriend card.
As he stepped out of the car Tammy immediately put her shirt back on to his annoyance. Ã¢Â€ÂœHey buddy, how about you leave us alone.Ã¢Â€Â Jamie shouted at the man standing at the front of the car.
The man said nothing. Jamie walked around the front of the car. Ã¢Â€ÂœHey are you deaf. Bug off, get out of here, you pervert!Ã¢Â€Â
As Jamie approached the man he realised something was wrong. The man had a strange hump at his rear and he had strange branch like appendages joined from his torso. Ã¢Â€ÂœDude, what is wrong with you?Ã¢Â€Â Jamie started.
It was then that the Ã¢Â€Â˜manÃ¢Â€Â™ turned and Jamie saw its face and screamed.
Tammy tensed as she heard the blood curdling scream. Ã¢Â€ÂœJamie!Ã¢Â€Â She shouted. But a bloody lump was thrown at the windscreen.
Tammy screeched and opened the door and ran into the woods. The scraping noise seemed to amplify. Ã¢Â€ÂœNo, go away!Ã¢Â€Â Tammy gasped as she saw figures growing closer. Ã¢Â€ÂœNo, please!Ã¢Â€Â
Then she was surrounded. Ã¢Â€ÂœOh God, please donÃ¢Â€Â™t hurt me!Ã¢Â€Â Tammy pleaded. Then just like Jamie, Tammy screamed and it echoed through the night.
Chuck Morris sat cleaning his 12 gauge shotgun. It was the pride of his collection even if he did have a ninja background. The tall blonde body builder was not only a skilled fighter but he also had the ability to conjure up pepperoni pizzas with merely his will.
Unfortunately this skill was not in demand with the local Xmen which clearly annoyed Chuck immensely. So left as a meagre semi-mutant, Chuck had pursued a career in Private Investigation and Bounty Hunting, which got him a lot of chicks.
As Chuck skimmed through the local paper his attention was drawn to the latest story on the Mountain Murders. He was interrupted as he heard the chime of the door bell, it seemed he had a customer.
Constance Lee Naggs stood at the door way, her short brown hair was pulled back into a tight bun as she pushed her glasses a little higher up her nose. As she rolled her shoulders her top shirt button popped open for the fifth time that day.
She really did need to buy shirts with a larger bust. Her DD sized bosom regularly popped open the buttons of her shirts.
As the door opened Constance had to stop herself from gasping at the gorgeous chunk of man that opened the door.
It was like thousands of voices cried out for a sequel and were suddenly silenced...