User:HardRAWKR

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	Notice: This User or Group enjoys the RPG aspect of MMORPGs, the category of games that Urban Dead falls into. As such, there is probably quite a bit of roleplaying and/or creative writing on this page and in said User/Group's in-game actions. In other words, if you think the difference between IC and OOC is "One has an 'I' and the other has two 'O's," buzz off.

My characters

Here are my in-game characters. Italicized text is "in character".

hardRAWKR

My primary character; on the human side.

A scrawny young man. He is jumpy and shivers even if it is not cold. His eyes are sad and longing, but by the look on his face he is obviously paranoid and quick to judge. A tattoo on his arm reads 'PLEASE REVIVE'.

My Story

I was a new employee of NecroTech, a lab assistant, when the outbreak first started and I was just out of college. A few days before the outbreak, I remember overhearing a scientist talking to the lab director. He seemed scared, and was saying something about a dangerous experiment. I kept it to myself, but I kept an open eye from then on.

When the outbreak first started, I stopped coming to work for several days, fearing that the experiment I heard about had something to do with it. Once I got the courage to come back, I returned to a lab in ruins. There was no one there, but there was broken glass everywhere and chemical stains marked the floors. A single trail of blood led from the door to the far wall, where there was a bloody mess all over the wall. Driven by fear, I searched the lab for clues as to what happened, and anything that could help me. When I didn't find anything, I decided I should leave, so I tried to leave.

Unfortunately, when I opened the door to the hall I heard a loud groan from down the hall and saw one of the scientists. A zombie was eating his legs, but he was still conscious. I stood in fear, unable to move. He yelled at me to hide when he saw me, before falling to the ground, and the rising up again, this time with a ferocious hunger in his eyes. Adrenaline taking over, I ran down the hall. I hid inside one of the rooms. There was a large, metal vessel in the room that looked a bit like a coffin. I didn't know what it was, but I decided to take my chances and hide in it.

Inside the vessel it was comfortable, but also quite cold. I was reluctant to close the door at first, unsure if I would be able to get back out, but when I heard the zombies coming I hastily shut the door. It immediately got a lot colder and I heard a hydraulic hiss coming from all around.

I woke up a few weeks ago when the vessel was knocked over by zombies pounding on the wall oustide the building. I found a portable machine in the room I was in, which I have since been informed is a DNA Extractor. Apparently it's been almost five years, and the city's gone into quarantine. By the way things look now, I almost wish I had been killed back there in the lab.

But since I'm stuck here I might as well make the best of it. I've learned how to operate the DNA Extractor and I had another survivor tattoo "PLEASE REVIVE" onto my arm just in case I ever end up a zombie. I hope it never comes to that.

My Journal

Well since waking up, I've been killed and revived twice. I've learned how to diagnose certain illnesses and how to free run from building to building. Right now I'm at the border between Lockettside and Dartside, and I'm stuck outside. Zombies seem to have taken quite a few of the nearby buildings, and the rest are so heavily barricaded I can't get in. Hopefully I can get inside before a zombie finds me. I'm genuinely afraid to die, even though I've already been a zombie twice. It doesn't get any less scary. --HardRAWKR 02:12, 21 January 2010 (UTC)

Protostar

My second character. He is on the zombie side.

Perspectyv

My third character. He is a dual nature character, currently on the human side. I don't play him very often.