Plot: You and a group of other employees are working at Black Mesa, like any other day- Suddenly, the power goes out, you send the Janitor to reset it, when hours go by, you decide to go on and switch on yourself, you soon realize that Black Mesa has gone through with an experiment- a very, very bad experiment, now next thing you know, your being chased around by some aliens, you then make a dive into an open air vent, and after a few minutes of crawling, you find your self in the janitor's closet, along with some other people, it's up you, and a group of others, to escape the Black Mesa Research Facility.
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Rules:
No Bunnying.
No Ping Pong (P1 posts to P2 who posts back to P1, etc., etc.), I'm not too strict on this rule, but don't go crazy on it.
No God modding.
No making this RPG all about ENTIRELY you, it's about EVERYONE (This means *Suddenly P1 falls through a hole.* The entire team isn't going to help you, we'll most likely send a person to save you but that's it.)
Most of all, have fun, and try not to die.
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Gameplay:
1) You choose you start in this RP and HOW you make it into the Janitor's closet.
2) Once we meet up, we'll take a vote weather we split up into groups of *2,4, etc.* or stay together.
3) You choose which weapons you obtain as the plot goes on *Make it realistic near the start*
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Sign up:
Name:
Age: *20-50*
Gender: *M/F*
Job: * Scientist, Guard, Chef, Janitor, Soilder**, what ever*
Background: *Make it lengthy*
**:This means that you must explain why your here before every other solider.
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My sign up:
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Rules:
No Bunnying.
No Ping Pong (P1 posts to P2 who posts back to P1, etc., etc.), I'm not too strict on this rule, but don't go crazy on it.
No God modding.
No making this RPG all about ENTIRELY you, it's about EVERYONE (This means *Suddenly P1 falls through a hole.* The entire team isn't going to help you, we'll most likely send a person to save you but that's it.)
Most of all, have fun, and try not to die.
____________________________________________________________________________________________________________________
Gameplay:
1) You choose you start in this RP and HOW you make it into the Janitor's closet.
2) Once we meet up, we'll take a vote weather we split up into groups of *2,4, etc.* or stay together.
3) You choose which weapons you obtain as the plot goes on *Make it realistic near the start*
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Sign up:
Name:
Age: *20-50*
Gender: *M/F*
Job: * Scientist, Guard, Chef, Janitor, Soilder**, what ever*
Background: *Make it lengthy*
**:This means that you must explain why your here before every other solider.
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My sign up:
Name: Thomas "Tom" Harrison
Age:21
Gender:Male
Job:Scientist
Background: Tom was raised in North Carolina at a young age by his parents, but at the age of 10- tragically, he parents were killed in a fire caused by an arsonist, this would explain his phobia of fire and fear of being alone, he was forced to live with his grandparents, who lived in Seattle, Washington at the time, soon though, both he grandparents passed away from old age and went to live with his Aunt and Uncle, in New Mexico- His Uncle Richard worked at Black Mesa and often brought him there to work with him. Once he grew up and graduated from college, he knew he had to work at Black Mesa.
Age:21
Gender:Male
Job:Scientist
Background: Tom was raised in North Carolina at a young age by his parents, but at the age of 10- tragically, he parents were killed in a fire caused by an arsonist, this would explain his phobia of fire and fear of being alone, he was forced to live with his grandparents, who lived in Seattle, Washington at the time, soon though, both he grandparents passed away from old age and went to live with his Aunt and Uncle, in New Mexico- His Uncle Richard worked at Black Mesa and often brought him there to work with him. Once he grew up and graduated from college, he knew he had to work at Black Mesa.
