If I'm going to introduce my character, might as well make it into a first chapter. Enjoy! And I do apologize in advance for any bad English or spelling. This takes place in Japan.
Form's below to join your OC in. Please do read the story first...
Chapter 1: Character Introduction
"My name is Sinichi Hizaku, and if anyone who found this phone and hears this audio log, I may have already been..." He pause and hesitates for a moment before finishing. "One of them." He runs his hand through his black, short hair and rustles with it for a moment. The sky above him is still blue but way in the distance, black smokes rises up and chokes the clouds. Houses are on fire, cars are flipped and combusted, and several power lines are toppled over.
He takes a shaky breath and continues to speak through his phone, recording his voice. That's the only thing that makes him sane right now. Alone on the school rooftop with 'Them' banging at the door. He flinches as one of the knocks sounded louder than the others. His light brown eyes darts cautiously at the door's hinges and doorknob. Noticing that everything's fine, he takes in a deep breath and continues.
"I don't know how long I will last, and right now I'm on my second day." He stops, and his mind recalls the brutal murders he had witnessed. "I just can't forget the things that had happened yesterday." His voice was soft and almost regretful. "It happened all too quick! I couldn't even-!" His voice was quickening almost to a panic. He realizes this and stops abruptly. He breathes and calmed himself down. "Sorry..." He even wonders why he apologized in the first place.
"I still can't contact the police and the all the entrances are still crawling with 'Them'. The only thing I can do is watch the streets below from up here." He states. He chuckles and said, "My shirt is in ruin. There's blood on it, 'Their' blood." He laughs, having no idea why it was humorous.
"I feel like I'm going insane." He mutters almost inaudibly. "The time is 2:37 pm" He states as he noticed the time on the phone's screen. "That's all I got for today." He stops the recording and lets out a sigh.
"What the hell am I doing?" He questions himself and lays on the floor with his arms spread out. He chuckles again. "An average student, who goes to shooting galleries three times a week, falls into a mess and he doesn't even have a gun, no, a weapon!." He laughs louder now, almost hysterically. After a moment or so, he stops. "Hehe... I'm so pathetic... I can't even get up close to them." He confessed.
It's true; He's the best when it comes to sniper rifles in the shooting gallery but horrible at close range combat.
Suddenly, he hears the whirring of rotor blades coming from a distant helicopter. He quickly jumps to his feet and looks up into the air, searching for the chopper. Three, no, four choppers flew past, close to the rooftop.
"Hey! Down here! Down hereee!" He waves his arm frantically at the choppers. They had ignored him and continued on their course. "Damn it..." He strikes his fist down in anger and rejection. He pulls his phone out to record his audio log once again, but a certain uneasy crack from the door behind him made him turn.
After a moment of silence, the door busts open. 'They' start to pour in like the building was puking them out! Some of them stumbles to the ground leaving the rest to trample over each other. He runs to the edge and looks down at the asphalt below. More of 'Them' are below him, wandering about. He could never survive a fall like this. Even if he did, 'They' would simply eat him.
"Okay, Sinichi, don't panic." He turns to face back, only to find one of 'Them' barely missing to sink its teeth into him. It dived a little too far to the right and fell off behind him. It fell with a great thud and a gut wrenching crack. "What... the?" His eyes constricts with shock as he had just realized he was as close to Death as he had possible could have gotten. The rest of them are still far away, walking towards him ever so slowly.
Don't panic! They are still far off. Think! Look around you!
Sinichi looks around and notices a bent, badly connected pipe. He yanks it out, disconnecting it effortlessly.
Right, long enough to swing it!
He examines his weapon for a quick moment before stepping ahead.
Okay, I know you're not THAT good with close quarters combat... But for god's sake don't get eaten!
He orders his mind as if he was a General of war. One of 'Them' got into range and he swung it as hard as he could, down on its head with only pure fear to drive him and his actions.. It didn't retaliate or block, it simply took the blow and its skull was crushed into bits, popping out an eyeball and shooting out streams of blood. It fell dead instantaneously.
Sinichi, panting hard, looks at the bloodied spot of his pipe. He smirks and awaits for the next unlucky one.
Okay, maybe close quarter combat isn't so hard at all...
Within the next few half an hour or so, he had been running around, hitting them hard on the head. One pipe simply wasn't enough for all of them. His weapon broke in his hands but had had already made a path for himself and escaped out of the rooftop.
I am not doing that again! His mind screams in agony and his heartbeat thundered in his ears.
He runs down the stairs, two steps at a time, and turns down a corridor. More of 'Them' were in front of him. He's trapped now.
I can't get back up to the rooftop and I can't proceed! Is this... is this the end for me?
He came to his conclusion.
He shuts his eyes and pulls out his phone. With a soft chuckle he turns on the voice recorder.
"Audio log number six, time 3:43 pm." He begins, "It looks like it's the end of the line for me. I'm trapped and have no other way to go. Nothing stands between me and 'Them', not a single weapon to be seen. Even if there was one, I can't use it well. Well, apart from a sniper rifle.
"I think lady luck has left me, like I left my friends to die..." He sighs. "This may be my last audio log. If anyone hears this, do remember me, Sinichi Hizaku..."
Highschool of the Dead. Surviving Z-Day.
Will be accepting OC's! But don't expect me to write everyday or every week. I have other things to do and other stories to write.
The form is below! Fill it up if you want to join in my survival story! (If you want to.) NOOOOOO FRIGGIN SUPERPOWERS OR ESPER ABILITIES! This ain't no Toaru Majutsu no Index nor Toaru no Kagaku no Railgun! This is realistic shit! Well... not reeeally realistic. Harh.
-Character Information-
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Sleep Wear:
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What he/she's good at:
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Primary Weapon he/she's carrying:
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-Family Information-
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-Others-
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Next time on Surviving Z-Day!
"Gordon Freeman?"
"Let's get out of here."
"How did you know I was there?"
"I know and the car's running out of gas."
"Who's there?"
Chapter 2: Escape
