[Survivor243]

This is completely for ****s and giggles, no real story after you post a response unless you guys really want to to.
Mostly I want to see what you guys would think of for characters for this particular story topic.
Mutants in the ZPAW.
RULES
1. Cannot be any existing powers found in Marvel comic heros, must be original.
2. No aliens, paranormal okay, but keep away from vampires and werewolves.
3. You have limits, restrictions and weakness, nothing exotic.
4. Can only be one special ability.
5. No mind control, super nova destruction, surgery implants or telepathic abilities.
6. Depending on powers, amount of equipment and gear is limited to that of a normal person
7. If you are unsure about powers and stuff, ask and then I'll let you know.
8. Three weapons (guns, knives, bombs, etc) is the limit aside from your powers.

Name
Special Ability
Duration of Powers (Time frame limit, strength limits, etc)
Age
Sex
Height
Weight
Eye Color
Hair Color
I.Q. (Optional)
Profession Prior to Outbreak
Outfit
Facial Scars/Tattoos/Noticeable Features
Weakness
Weapons
Equipment


I'll post mine later, I am out of time...

[HarryKantDie]

Name: Harry Kirk
Special Ability: Teleportation
Duration of Powers (Time frame limit, strength limits, etc): Unlimited But he can only teleport to where he can see.
Age: 26
Sex: Male
Height: Medium
Weight: Average
Eye Color: Blue
Hair Color: Brown
I.Q. (Optional): 142
Profession Prior to Outbreak: Military Hacker
Outfit: Black Leather Drape and smart shirt with black skinny jeans and a bluetooth
Facial Scars/Tattoos/Noticeable Features: Witty humour, Large scar on back and a Rising Sun tattoo on his shoulder
Weakness: Very weak
Weapons: Pistol and Fist blades
Equipment: Apart from clothes and weapons, he has a screwdriver, a flashlight, 2 Tins of Beans and a picture of his late wife

Harry gazed at the picture of his beautiful now dead wife, he tucked it safely into his pocket and disappeared, only leaving a small wisp of smoke behind him. He arrived on top of the empire state building, He stretched his arms and looked at the ruined world that he was once trying to save, After all he was campaigning against the use of Nuclear Missiles, He shouted out his name and it echoed across the city, This was his world now, he just had a little bit of cleaning up to do...

[Survivor243]

Name: Arnold Stoneman
Special Ability: Telekinetic
Duration of Powers: Max lift capacity 20 tons
Age: 18
Sex: Male
Height: 6' 2"
Weight: 160 lbs
Eye Color: Brown
Hair Color: Brown
I.Q.: 105
Profession Prior to Outbreak: Lumberjack
Outfit: Cargo pants, hiking boots, black jacket, tactical vest with ceramic plate inserts, helment with chin strap, hip and shoulder holster, amber color glasses.
Facial Features: Bald, some zits, a few scars and a burn from a childhood accident on his left brow.
Weakness: Multiple objects to lift (more than 30) cause some problems.
Weapons: M4 5.56mm carbine with 30 round magazines, .357 Colt Python revolver and hatchet.
Equipment: 1x hardframe pack with 1x sleeping bag, 1x spare canteen, 2x boxes of .357 rounds, 6x spare M4 magazines, 1x compass, 3x lighters, 4x MRE packets, 12x candy bars, 2x canteens on hip, 1x weapon cleaning kit, 1x sharpening stone, 1x atlas, 1x flashlight, 2x packets of batteries, 1x mess kit, 3x cans of Chef Boyardees, 1x can opener, 1x spare set of clothes, 1x rain poncho and 1x small photo album.

[HarryKantDie]

Harry took a good look around the tower viewing area, it was a good place to chill, as there was no way that zombies could get up here if he barricaded it, so harry ran downstairs, he straight away encountered a female zombie, she would've been beautiful in life but in death she was another flesh eating beast that had died twice after the bullet had gone into her head. harry pressed the buttons of the elevator and the elevator broke down, then he teleported back to the entrance to the elevator and he walked towards the stairs, there was two zombies wandering here and harry took their heads clean off with his sharp fist blade, then he dragged a few things out of the neighbouring rooms and dumped them down the stairs, making a blockade, then he found some other things such as a couch with only a little bit of a bloodstain On the arm of the chair, he held it and teleported to the viewing area again, dumping it in the corner, he sat down and took a breather and then teleported downstairs to the room again, where he took the LG Plasma television and a bunch of jumper cables and a TV stand, he teleported back to the viewing area and struggled to place the TV on the pedestal, but he managed to, then he connected all the jumper cables and trailed them downstairs, it just about fit in the nearest plug, then, after harry dragged alot more items upstairs and worked on them, he ended up with a small patched carpet-Gazebo to block the rain, a Plasma screen TV with a satellite, a Brand new radio, 2 Three-Seater couches and a giant fridge that was connected to a plug downstairs, then, after 2 hours more work, harry had made a auto sentry gun to shoot any zombies coming up the stairs, they were makeshift and until Harry would manage to get better Equipment than a camera stand and a machine gun that was too Heavy for harry to carry along with his other items, Then Harry had grabbed a coat rack and stuck his bag and drape on it, he filled the fridge with months worth of food and had teleported Down to the Destroyed street. and killed a dozen zombies that where outside, he walked down the street, Seeing a BlockBuster, and took nearly every movie in the shop.

'This is the life.' Thought harry, grinning as he watched Too Fast Too Furious Tokyo drift...

[Frallon]

Name: Alexander Drecker
Special Ability: Enhanced Instinct Reflexes, Body knows what it has to do, Can take control.
Duration of Powers: Random segments, pressure increases chances, much like and adrenaline kick.
Age: 25
Sex: Male
Height: 6'1"
Weight: 168lbs
Eye Color: Brown
Hair Color: Dark Brown
Profession Prior to Outbreak: Computer Technician
Outfit: Blue Jeans, Weapons Leg Strap, Tac Belt, Tan T-Shirt, Finger Cut Gloves, Duster Over Coat.
Weakness: Easily Startled, Gullible, Depression
Weapons: Safari Arms 1911
Equipment: Kawasaki Z750 Sportbike w/ Side Pack.
Location: Somewhere on the road between Texas and New Mexico
Time Since Outbreak: 5 Months

[Frallon]

I actually thought this was a good idea.

[HarryKantDie]

same. no one else is commenting tho, it would be very interesting :)

[Survivor243]

Yeah I think it would've been really fun, but nobody seems to be nibbling.
Frallon, your guy sounds a lot like Wanted where he has those "panic attacks" that allow him to preform super human feats of reflex and speed....

[Frallon]

...not really
Its not a panic attack
its his body moving on its own

[z0mbie_buddy]

we should get this going i like the idea.....

[Survivor243]

z0mbie_buddy, on 26 December 2010 - 04:26 PM, said:

we should get this going i like the idea.....

Get a full character sheet in and we'll start I guess, been waiting for months for another person to take an interest.

[z0mbie_buddy]

Name: Alejandro Hernandez
Special Ability: Super Accuracy and precision
Duration of Powers (Time frame limit, strength limits, etc)
Age: 25
Sex: Male
Eye Color: Brown
Hair Color: Black
Profession Prior to Outbreak:Sniper for the Mexican Army
Outfit:Cowboy hat,Khaki buttoned long sleeve tactical shirt and Khaki cargo pants
Facial Scars/Tattoos/Noticeable Features: Many scars and Many tattoos none visible with his outfit on.
Weakness:Real bright lights he wears black shades in the daytime.
Weapons:3 knives and a pistol.
Equipment:A backpack in the backpack:Beer,candy bars, and a bandanna at the moment he has more in his shelter.
Location:Dessert in Mexico


Alejandro looked in the distance he can see a zombie walking"Ain't been one of those *******uckers here since forever he must be looking for something this is my desert.I'll teach him."Alejandro reached into his pocket grabbing a knife he put his other hand on his head to cover the sun.He Threw the knife he looked at it flying threw the air and falling until it hit the zombies head the zombie fell."Wooooohoooo!!!Lets see what we got us." Alejandro ran until he reached the zombie he looked down and grabbed the knife and put his foot on the zombies chest and with strength pulled the knife out and wiped the blood off with a bandanna.Alejandro reached for his backpack grabbing a beer taking off the top he chugged it down then threw it.He walked back to the road he was headed to shelter when he saw a man not a zombie alive and walking.Alejandro took out his pistol walking slowly behind the man "Put your hands in the air."

[HarryKantDie]

I've had interest in this for ages, it just hasn't taken off.

[Survivor243]

Arnold stood in midair hundreds of feet in the air, as the wind blew at the edges of his ridgeback trench coat he had sewn ceramic insert plates to the inside to protect himself from small-arms fire and swinging zombie claws as he surveyed the city.
Dead. Rotting. Overrun. Desolate. Home.
There had to at least be a million of zombies in this city alone, being one of the last cities that fell to the raging infection that spread like a wildfire fueled with gasoline as it swept across the world in less than a week. Directly below him was the Yard, a place he had made into his new home, originally the city scrapyard where every crushed car was processed here, an unlikely place to make into a home with undead hordes scrambling around, but he had made the place secure.
Taking the crushed cubes of metal and stacking them like Lego pieces on top of one another and making them four rows deep, at least ten high all the way around the five acre parking lot, municipal building, equipment shed and motor pool where an abundance of tools and parts kept his vehicles running and maintaining the equipment around the Yard.
With the wall secure, he had visited a National Guard Muntions Storage Facility thirty miles away, having somewhere in the vicinity of half a million rounds of small-arms ammunition, a few dozen M4 carbines, older M16A2's, M9's, Glocks, tactical shotguns, knives, M240 machine guns, a few M2 .50 heavy machine guns, Mk 19 40mm cannons and scores of other weapons he liberated from a Winchester and Remington Arms Company in the city. Including the supplies of non-perishable food he'd gotten from four different Wal-Mart stores, a few gas stations, a small grocery store less than half a mile from the Yard and whatever had been inside the sixteen enclosed van trailers he rescued from gridlock traffic over the last week.
Arnold had fifty solar panels wired up, a well pump supplying water to his compound, half a semi load of chickens and no one to share it all with.
Nothing but the sight of undead hordes as far as the eye could see, in disgust Arnold swooped down lower and lifted half a dozen charred remains of small compact cars and used them as a giant rolling pin down the length of the street to mow over the zombies standing there. Of course the cars didn't kill them all, maiming them and knocking most of them over as the few who didn't get up again remained on the ground as the remaining vehicles in the street slowly hovered to the intersections a block away and formed walls of loosely stacked cars.
"Perfect," Arnold grinned at the new development before turning to face the building he was interested in, "time to pay a visit to Grahman's Firearm Repair."
Chuckling to himself, Arnold walked inside to see what he could plunder as the zombie activity outside was ramping up.
"Better make this quick."