This is a survival, horror RP. You cannot be any of the games original characters(with the exception of Rebbecca,Barry, and Jill) This is to add on to the imagination of the RP(or something ) Anyways, here is the character sheet.

"Make your character and survive... It's all we ever do around these parts anymore...

(Delete stuff off your sheet in parentheses, their there for you to know how to make your character)

Name:

Age:

Job(Before Outbreak, becomes important later):

Weight:

Height:

Male/Female:

Appearance(post picture of your hand-drawn character((WEARING CLOTHING)), making him/her look however you want)

Story starts at 3:30 AM,

Monday,January First,1998

darius

"Alright," Rebecca replied, reloading her handgun.

Name: Chad

Age: 27

Job: Janitor(lol)

Weight: 180 (Not fat...-_-)

Height: 6'

Male/Female: M

Appearance: (I has no hand drawn pics

"Through Umbrella would take us to the borderline... but that'd be dangerous... you guys decide"

darius looks around

((doesn't have to be hand drawn, you can list items you're wearing, but i forgot to put that in roxsox))

(( @Rox You're as tall as this flamingo.

))

"I highly doubt Umbrella's hanging around," Rebecca said.

"You never know Rebecca, I have experience with Umbrella Corp. and they're like frigging ninja's"()

darius

"I vote we go"

Chad was sweeping the floor

"We should split up," Rebecca said. "My group goes through Umbrella HQ to find a secret way out, while your group goes your way."

(ignorant answer)"Okay, lets split up, we actually WILL cover more ground" I agreed()

okay,who's in who's squad, we want to get this done cleanly and efficiently

darius

(( I'm getting off in 7 minutes. ))

ok seeya tricia-chan*

night tricia

lets continue tomorrow*

kk

Name: Daniel Burlington

Age: 20

Job(Before Outbreak, becomes important later): RPD

Weight: 135 lbs.

Height:5"9"

Male/Female: Male

Appearance Short light brown hair, RPD uniform

(( Is everyone on to continue the RP? ))

*steps upon the threshold of the menacing umbrella corp* pulling out his TMP, Dom pushes it open slowly, wincing as it creaks slowly

(( Ugh, I have no more motivation for this RP. ))

((apparently we all did ))