Bimbocalypse

[Zoey]

Its been 2 months since the epidemic started. As far as anyone knows the world is now completely infected. It was like something out of a crazy perverted indie movie director. Mobs of scantly clad woman attacking anything that moved, not only destroying cities, but infecting other humans and turning them into more destructive scantly clad woman. It is unknown how by just some kind of blood contact with the woman causes this weird transformation. Woman were very susceptible to this epidemic. Their breasts and other features would enhance at the cost of their brain. Soon, they'd seek out any male to satisfy their cravings. They'd eat little and spend all their time is some kind of trance around shopping malls like zombies. Most woman had a day or so before they became a brain dead bimbo, depending on age of course. Men on the other hand were another story. Men if infected would slowly turned into a woman, a very attractive one at that, before losing their minds. Typically this transformation would take longer than a womans, so at least men had a little bit more time before they lost their minds.

Some countries have managed to defend themselves to a certain extent with their military might. However the pace at what this virus spread was incredibly alarming. Woman becoming brain dead, succuby in a matter of a day or so. Men looking for a crazy night round night, picking up hookers or going to bars to find woman to sleep with. Two days later they'd find there male reproductive organs were gone replaced with a womans and the buds of breasts. At first it was considered a virus. A gender reversal virus that affected men only, before then the effects on woman was discovered. Unfortunately by the second week when everyone knew what exactly was happening and the governments mobilized, they'd find out half of their armies where now in JcPenny buying dresses.

The whole world was brought into quarantine. Woman were basically treated as the plague, segregation started worldwide against woman. Men now dominated the world. However, mens hearts are weak to cravings of the flesh...

But you'd be thinking. How come some brainless sexy woman that love sex and clothes bring the apocalypse? Mutation. After 3 or 4 weeks, these... Bimbos started to adapt and change becoming more cunning and stronger. The common Bimbo was one of the easiest to take out with little to no mutations, but were very dangerous since they still resembled any normal attractive DD super model. Many men now owe their new feminity to these kinds of bimbos.

Then there's the Hunters. These are bimbos that lack the huge sexual features of other bimbos, most of them being athletes when they were normal. Their speed and strength are dangerous many souls have thought they were save before a Hunter came from behind and riped them with their nails and kissed them. Infecting them with the virus.

The Soccer mom's are the tanks of the Bimbo army. These are large woman maybe 7 foot tall. Like the hunter they lack some over sexualized features, but their still fairly attracive woman. Soccer mom's are known for their strength being able to rip cars in half and be able to take 10 clips of shotguns before falling over. Their slow, but don't expect them to be easy. Their bodies carry a faster strain of the virus. What for a common would take to turn a man into a bimbo maybe 1 week, a Soccer mom would do so in 3 days.

These are the most common of the bimbos. There are waaaaay more kinds of ways to lose your mind and manhood... But you'll have to figure that out.

Its 2013, January 21. Who'd think this is how the Mayas thought they'd end civilization. Some countries have all but withdrawn into vastly fortified capitals. Washington DC looks like a military city, Berlin has giant tank like turrents towering over their city walls, Moscow, you wont find anything female for miles and probably one of the safest considering that China was completly lost to the bimbo virus and their completely surrounded by bimbo countries. France is a dead zone. No news has come from South America after Venezuela nuked Panama to cut off Bimbos from cental and north america. It's said the Israel is managing to protect itself from the bimbos, not much good news from Africa either. Japan as far as anyone knows might as well be removed from the map.

How will you deal with THE BIMBOCALYPSE?

[Knight Errant]

Jack Sunderland hefts a backpack onto his back. He had been hunkered in an old bomb shelter... a relic from the Cold War. He made a mental note to apologize to his grandfather for teasing the old man for building one... and keeping it stocked. While there was enough food to last him for a year... the shelter had no connection to the watermains... and he had burned through all the bottled water. A vital oversight...

He figures it was time enough to get out of here anyway. From his emergency radio he had gathered most of the country had gone to hell. But DC was still standing. He would have to try to make his way there... or anywhere. He lifts the heavy door of the fallout shelter... emerging into his backyard. Putting his hand on his father's pistol... he heads out! The police station is his goal... even if its abandoned they should have a working radio hopefully... and guns... guns would be nice.

Inventory: 357 Magnum, Cast Iron Frying pan, Med Kit, Emergency Radio, MRE's.

[ZeroForever]

(general questions - do we all start in the same general area?
is there a goal other then survival? because without a goal it just become rp till you die in zombie scenarios.)

Character -
Edward Cutler
Description - At 6'2, Black hair brown eyes, caucasian, solidly built for his size.
he had always been geeky despite being a athletic college student... not that there was much of the college left anyways. He was well versed in zombie mythos so after his initial disgust at how badly the Zombimbo's butchered the mythos his geekology had served him well in surviving the past couple of months. Still he wondered why he decided to attend college so far away... Texas to be exact, his family ironically was in DC and probably in better shape then he was. Amazingly his cub scouts skills, gaming habits, and Texans knack to have a gun in every car and house had proved to be very beneficial, as he escaped campus before it was over run and has since slowly proceeding across America to DC in hopes that his family was still alive.

Currently traveling by horse that he picked up on a farm stead in texas, though car was tempting he knew well enough that fuel would be limited.
Items - 12 gauge shotgun, medieval display sword which he sharpened into a real one, dented metal bat, back pack with random items (swiss army knife, cans of spam, canteen, etc...).

[Harri-chan]

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[Roggamer22]

Rick sighed and took a moment to relax. The stress of it all was getting to him. He had managed to make a safe-room out of a gun store near his first hideout. It was mostly cleaned out after the first initial attacks but he managed to find more ammo for his weapon, a scoped hunting rifle. Rick didn't really find a reason to go outside, not yet anyway. He found enough supplies on the way here. A flashlight, a normal pistol, and his rifle. That's all he really needed as long as he had the ammo for it. He was currently working on a radio he found, trying to find another survivor! It's best to travel together, and there's plenty of supplies to go around.

Rick wore a black hoodie and jeans, with a white T-shirt underneath, his shoes dirty and worn out. His black hair was grown out quite a bit, and his eyes were brown and tired. The windows of the store had been boarded up, probably long before he got here. And the door was strong, as well as the back door, which Rick kept unlocked in case he needed a quick getaway. There was also the roof, which provided a good view of the area, as risky as it was to be up there in the open. He sighed again and yawned, it was lonely and boring in here, that's for sure. He played a bit with one of his pistols, humming.

Items- Hunting Rifle, Dual Pistols, Flashlight, and 2 packets of Painkillers

[Blindsense]

As a virile 20-year-old male, Lee Campbell had seen his share of zombie movies. They had never been terribly gruesome or violent in his eyes - after all, the creatures in the movies were mindless husks just BEGGING to be destroyed. So when the bimbo virus broke out, Campbell couldn't help but groan at the horrid irony. The one thing about zombies that made them less dangerous than these bimbos - the face that you bashed in with a length of iron piping wasn't so darn attractive. Regardless, Campbell had seen his entire college hockey squad get taken by those creatures, and he wasn't about to go down with the ship, as it was.

Granted, now that he didn't have a career in the NHL to look forward to (the league had understandably gone on infinite hiatus due to mobs of bimbos crashing the games and the surviving arenas being used as sanctuaries and military bases), the collegiate hockey player was kind of out of luck as far as a future went. He imagined he'd meet up with some other survivors and head... Somewhere. He didn't have anywhere in particular in mind - he just wanted to find some reason to not just lock himself in a room and grow old.

His fair brown hair was getting rather shaggy now - his barber had gotten bimbofied rather early in the infection's life span. He was decked out in his hockey pads as he walked lazily down an abandoned street towards the grocery store (he never thought he'd need to wear those to protect him from anything more than a few bumps against the ice or the boards, but hey!), and his left hand gripped a dented length of iron pipe. He'd found a pistol in his dorm, but hadn't had the luck of finding any ammo yet... Now he just needed to find food.


Inventory: Iron Pipe, hockey equipment bag (pucks, some gatorade, ice skates, etc) Beretta 92A1 pistol (no ammo).

[Zoey]

Zero: This is pretty much a sandbox RP. There's no really an over arching storyline here. Its a world I will run and its up to you to do what you will with it. Survive, kill, gain allies, obtain power, whatever. Its up to you. I will of course throw in some twists to make it interesting, but yeah. I'd like to see how the roleplayers play here.

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Jack would encounter a very deserted road. Some cars were crashed, and the houses had some damage but that came from lack of maintanence and the panic of the humans. The Bimbos weren't known for recklessly destroying anything unless it envolved make up, clothes and men. Thankfully no bimbo's were in sight, yet. The nearest police station was a ways out, Jack would know going by foot would probably be the stealthiest way, but the slowest. Bycicle, or car/motorcycle would be the fastest, but it would attaract lots of attention, espciallly since Bimbos had very keen noses for mens testostorone.

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Edward galoped along the streets headed to DC. As he neared the state border he would notice many, many cars piled up in the road. On the distance he would see Bimbos searching the cars for goods. They still haven't noticed him yet though the day was very cloudy and grey, but nothing feel from the sky. The faint smell of female perfume could be smelled from this distance.

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Its been a few days since Rick's makeshift radio picked up static, but no communication ever came through. As he hid on his hideout he would suddenly hear something outlandish, something incredible. In all the static of the radio, he could but barely hear the sound of someone!

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As Lee made his way to the very car crowded groccery store, he would notice many, many bimbos inside the building. Lee knew Bimbos, being creatures that loved being sexually attractive only went for healthy food in these type of stores. Though all fruit and veggies where first to go, the bimbos would never go for junk food and soda, leaving the survivors with alot of food... not healthy, but hey, maybe he could find some.

[Blindsense]

As Lee made his way to the very car crowded groccery store, he would notice many, many bimbos inside the building. Lee knew Bimbos, being creatures that loved being sexually attractive only went for healthy food in these type of stores. Though all fruit and veggies where first to go, the bimbos would never go for junk food and soda, leaving the survivors with alot of food... not healthy, but hey, maybe he could find some.

Lee had anticipated as much - though he hadn't planned on bringing much in the way of perishable food along with him anyways. He heads for the canned food isle, hoping to find some soups, stews, and jerkies that could be saved and prepared on the road.

[Roggamer22]

Rick almost jumped out of seat at the sound of someone in the radio. He started screwing around with it, to make it more clear, at the same time he tried to communicate with the voice on the other end. "Hello? Is someone there?"

[ZeroForever]

Zero: This is pretty much a sandbox RP. There's no really an over arching storyline here. Its a world I will run and its up to you to do what you will with it. Survive, kill, gain allies, obtain power, whatever. Its up to you. I will of course throw in some twists to make it interesting, but yeah. I'd like to see how the roleplayers play here.
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Edward galoped along the streets headed to DC. As he neared the state border he would notice many, many cars piled up in the road. On the distance he would see Bimbos searching the cars for goods. They still haven't noticed him yet though the day was very cloudy and grey, but nothing feel from the sky. The faint smell of female perfume could be smelled from this distance.
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'Damn given the weather I thought they would stay indoors' he thought as he took out a pair of binoculars to scout the area. There was no point tempting fate and wasting ammo so he headed back a bit more before moving off the main roads in moderate speed making sure he stayed down wind of them. He had hoped that their would have been some sort of cure by now or more the zombimbo's would start starving to death by now because of there inability to create food but everything about them made no real sense meaning it might be a real life magical necromancy gone wrong rather then a virus.

[Zoey]

As Lee heads inside he's quickly spotted by the Bimbos. "Maaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaale!" shouted a common bimbo as the rest turned to Lee and groaned as they dashed towards the boy!

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The communication was horrible, after all the signal was really weak. "Pft.... My.... name is..... There's..... group.... we.... north...." and with that the transmition continued in static. The signal was lost.

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Edward would hear some rustling in a nearby bush which then quickly changed to another bush.

[Blindsense]

As Lee heads inside he's quickly spotted by the Bimbos. "Maaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaale!" shouted a common bimbo as the rest turned to Lee and groaned as they dashed towards the boy!

Lee chuckles as he readies his lead pipe. He'd had to fight his teammates at the buffet table for years - this was pretty much the same, in his eyes. He thwacks the pipe against a wall of kitchen supplies, sending the shelf toppling and scattering the stretch of floor between him and the bimbos with sharp, pointy kitchen tools. He chuckles and begins filling his hockey bag with soup cans, jerky packs, and the like.

[Roggamer22]

Rick continued to mess with the radio. "A group of what? North? Where!? Hello?" Rick cursed to himself as he continued to mess around, before the signal was lost. He sighed and looked around the store. There are, or maybe WERE, survivors north, but how far?

Rick sighed and scratched his head. Rick grabbed his weapons and stood up, stretching a bit. He started going up the stairs, to get to the roof. A good scouting position, he would be able to see what's around easily, especially with the rifle scope.

[Knight Errant]

Jack heads down the road on foot! Being in that bunker for two months... it was nice to be able to stretch his legs. Besides, he didnt want to attract too much attention...

[ZeroForever]

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Edward would hear some rustling in a nearby bush which then quickly changed to another bush.

Bimbo's weren't very skilled at being sneaky though the mutations came in all types and colors so one could never be to careful, then again it could be real people also so being gun ho was real helpful either. Readying his gun and sword he slowly directed the horse to one of the wider fields where there were less options to hid.