[Other FULL] No Remorse (M) (Open) (OOC & Sign Up Thread)

No Remorse
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Title: No Remorse

Creator: TheBringerOfLife

Status: Recruiting

Rating: M, for high potential for Violence, Language, and Mild Romance.


Two years ago, 2018, there were a group of about ten scientists, although the exact number is unknown to the public, as they have forgotten such trivialities, they have bigger things to deal with. These scientists, some biologists, some psychologists, and a few physiologists, were experimenting on dying, elderly prisoners, to attempt to find the answer to human aging. Their experiments, however, were failing miserably. They had, somehow, increased the lifespan of one of them by a small ten minutes, but nothing more than that, nothing of any significant value or length.

A year ago, 2019, these scientists were getting tired, their families were missing them, they were low on funding and they, themselves were underpaid. In a bout of frustration, one of the scientists injected one of the prisoners with a serum they had never tried before, and had no plans to try. The elderly man immediately died. After around five minutes, the man's body began to shake violently. Many of the scientists panicked, and the panic grew after the man's body, in a show of extreme strength, broke out of the restraining chair and slashed one of the scientists across the chest. The man then broke out of the room before being harmed.

One of the scientists then immediately proceeded to shoot the harmed scientist, killing him quickly. Fearful and unable to face the world with the grand mistake they had constructed, they locked themselves in the L.A.B, unable to leave.

A month later, the scientists, low on food, water, and simply tired of each other, decided to open the L.A.B and see the horrors that they created. As a unit they open the steel doors to the L.A.B. What they saw terrified them, they had inadvertently started the zombie apocalypse. The infection had spread everywhere. Buildings in ruins, power grids destroyed, and every man and woman they saw had unbridled pain and sorrow stretched across their faces. The scientists, afraid of this world, morphed into paranoid, ruthless murderers. They would raid, kill, and manipulate wherever they could, killing infected and humans alike to ensure their survival. Stubbornly and ignorantly, these scientists continued experimenting on the elderly, kidnapping whatever elderly men they could find, while the Earth around them grew ever worse. Numbing serum grew rare, then nonexistent, and these experiments proved painful and arduous.

They had figured something out, though. Men with a certain blood type were immune to the virus, and if a person with this blood type were to be infected, then donate their infected blood before a person were to be infected, they themselves would also become immune. The scientists all agreed to draw blood, and those without this blood type were shunned and eventually exiled.

Three scientists remained, the Head Scientist, an unidentified male, and an unidentified female. The male left of his own accord shortly after the others were exiled. Eventually, perhaps out of anger, insanity, frustration, or another emotion, the female struck the Head Scientist. What he did to her is not in the public memory, but she eventually fell off the face of the Earth, never to be seen, and her body was never found.

Alone, and with no one to back him up, the Head Scientist was terrified. He had nowhere left to hide, and no friends to hide behind. Bringing along with him a gun and some surgical masks, he wandered from place to place, ragtag group to ragtag group, until he met the one he is currently with. They are unaware of it, but this world that shows no remorse?
They are it's last hope.


1) I need not bring up length and literacy rules. This is explained in the official forum rules.
2)This roleplay is long. Please be willing to participate for the long run. An absence of 2 or more weeks without a notice beforehand is grounds for expulsion.
3) You may either post or PM me with your character skellie when you feel like joining.
4) Godmodding, powermodding, and bunnying are not cool and are not allowed unless explicitly noted.
5) This roleplay is filled with action. This does not mean romance is discouraged, and as a matter of fact, it is encouraged. Keep the description of the violence and romance low, however. We don't need a play by play of your fights or your romantic endeavors.
6) Have a bunch of fun and relish in the drama.
7) TBOL'S word is law.


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Age: (For the purposes of this RP all characters must be at least 17.)
Gender:
Height:
Weight
Likes:
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Weapon: (Fill this out only if you wish your character to be carrying a weapon in the beginning of the story.)

Characters and Roles:​

No Remorse, at it's core is a semi-sandbox RP. I have a huge flowchart that has major plot points and some example ways to get there, but the way you ultimately get there is up to you. Death is possible, and is permanent, so make sure to think through every single one of your decisions.
No Remorse can carry up to ten participants, but most likely, will carry around five. I will also build subplots around each and every character, so don't ever worry about feeling outside of the plot. The plot moves with everyone, not just me.
Each chapter will have objectives that may or may not be fulfilled. Depending on the objective, you may be rewarded, in supplies, or in knowledge.

You are allowed to play up to two characters. They must be of opposite genders and different blood types, if you wish to do so.

Character slots:
Male 1: (Dawn, played by TheBringerOfLife)
Male 2: (Open)
Male 3: (Open)
Male 4: (Open)
Male 5: (Open)
Male 6: (Open
Female 1: (Open)
Female 2: (Open)
Female 3: (Open)
Female 4: (Open)

I will be accepting anywhere from 3 to 9 people, depending on the perceived strength of the writers and the needs of the group.
I hope to see you inside.

Name: Dawn

Appearance:

Age: 25

Gender:Male

Height: 5 foot 5 inches

Weight: 120 lbs

Likes: Psychology
Science
Women
Guns
Video Games
Friends
Control

Dislikes: Disrespect
Chaos
Men
People

Sexual Orientation: Hetero-Romantic Asexual

Blood Type: AB-

Personality: Dawn is serious and responsible, taking in most things in a literal and objective fashion, hiding his emotions away as emotions, by definition, cloud one's logical judgment. He tends to handle things rationally and within reason, preferring to rely on already proven facts, rather than relying on superstition or emotion.
He is a quiet one, who spends unholy hours every day pondering the possibility of a peaceful and secure life. His greatest ambitions are securing a future for his future family, and helping the world recover. He normally doesn't lie, but this world has crafted him into a manipulator who will stop at nothing to bring the word back to even a fraction of its former glory and surely lying, and even killing, is worth it to him. He tends to respect facts more than he respects people, with the exception to people he loves or cares deeply about. It is for this reason that he holds practically a library of facts and figures inside of himself, and he, on a daily basis, adds to that library. He is, however, okay with being proven wrong, but only by things that are proven themselves. For example, if he had come up with a conjecture of some sort, and had done experiments to confirm it, and called it a fact, but someone, somehow disproved his conjecture, by way of their own, credible, reproducible experiments, then he would have no problem "converting" his worldview.
He, in this way, values "Knowing the truth" more than "Being the truth"

He is, however, horrible at assessing his own emotions, as he has problems "feeling" in general because his emotions have been shunted for so long. This gives him a penchant for being utterly neutral for days at a time, and exploding into intense emotion at the drop of a hat. He is, however, extremely in tune with the emotions of those around him, and it is for this reason he is very good at relating to someone, or "stepping into their shoes"
This is a double edged sword, however.
Being such an empath has drawbacks. Seeing or hearing people in negative situations or feeling negatively ruins his mood, and since he tends to traverse populated areas on a very frequent basis, his mood tends to be crushed on a very frequent basis.

At his worst, however, he will go into a "Rock Bottom" or "Apocalypse" mode, in which his depression skyrockets (or plummets, depending on how you look at it) while he verbally (and very rarely, physically) crucifies himself for the mistakes he made, how he could have done it better, and his constant insults of himself and his actions bring his emotional state into a nosedive straight to the very bottom of the very deepest of abysses. He will start comparing himself to others, saying such things such as "He wouldn't have done this as horribly as I did!" losing his ability to calmly and methodically solve problems. Thankfully, this rarely happens, only usually when he fails someone he loves. Horribly, his cold, rational, and relatively unenthusiastic approach to everything makes him extremely hard to read, and for others to care about him, but it also makes him reluctant to get to know people who he deems is not even close to his intellectual level, which is, unfortunately, the overwhelming majority of people on the Earth. He doesn't see these people as lesser human beings, he just doesn't feel like he will develop a meaningful relationship with them, which is his worst fear when it comes to friendships.

He is very comfortable discussing controversial topics, such as religion, politics, and sex, and doesn't understand that when people ask for a "normal" conversation, those types of topics aren't usually included. Even though he suppresses his own emotion, he is incredibly, almost divinely receptive to those of the people he loves, and will sacrifice literally everything to ensure that their lives are as perfect as possible. Around his friends, his sense of humour takes a very dark turn, and his confidence level rises, almost to Casanova-Like levels. People he cares about have compared his "swagger" to that of "A very regal, noble, fantasy elf" His sense of humour and the things he talks about are not for the easily offended, nor for those who do not understand metaphors. He constantly makes fun of himself and the things he cares about, which, depending on his mood, can either demonstrate his lack of self respect, or his extremely deep troughs of self respect. Romantically, he does not ever fall in love on first sight with a girl, preferring to meet them once or twice first, then if he sees potential there, to break them, and the relationship both down, and put the process into measurable, actionable goals, and then to proceed to execute the plan with precision. This sounds great on paper, but in actuality, not many people are able to fit his criteria, and so he, quite often, spends long periods of time without any potential romantic partners. He tends to be his most attractive when he isn't trying to be attractive or romantic, letting sweet things slip past his mouth when he isn't trying to make the object of his affection swoon off their feet. In romantic relationships, he tends to spend very large amounts of time with his significant other, while giving them a large amount of respect, trust, and freedom. He is not controlling, and simply wishes for his romantic partner to be intellectually capable, respectful, to be happy, and to treat him the way he treats them. In a relationship, he sees honesty, trust, and respect as the three greatest traits, and expects his romantic partner to feel the same way. He will do what he feels is right, even if this occasionally comes off as cold or arrogant.

Bio: No records about Dawn exist before he was eighteen years old. All records of his childhood are gone and cannot be found, not even by himself, if he wanted to. Dawn graduated with his Masters degree in Social Psychology at the age of 22 and got a job at a local hospital at the age of 24. He worked very hard and did his best to make people happy, before being assigned to a scientific excursion out of state that he had not been expecting. He was directly involved in the creation of the infection, being himself the man that shot the first injured scientist. This image replays in his head whenever he does anything even remotely violent. It used to cripple his emotional state, but now, after living in this infected world, he has grown apathetic and no longer cares much. Dawn has been diagnosed with chronic depression, asthma, and social anxiety. Losing either his gun or his inhaler makes him incredibly anxious and he is prone to anxiety attacks without one of the two.

Skills: General Psychological ability, good at reading people and generally making critical decisions quickly and efficiently.
Manipulates well.
Is in slightly above average shape.
Wonderful leader
Wonderful shot.

Weapon: A Smith and Wesson 500 with 25 bullets.