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[Corey]

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[i]Exerpt From Tape Files 0079-63 through 1011-34 Of The Madison, Wisconsin Correctional Facility (January through May of 2086)[/i]

-Patient Alan Rosch (January 2nd-18th)
----No, please... I don't want to feel anything anymore... Please... I'll be good. No more thefts... Just... I want to die.
[b]Died of acute depresion.[/b]

-Patient Madeline Zircofski (February 13th-March 14th)
----Get away from me! I'll kill you all you evil bastards! No! NO! I don't want the cock-sucking needle! Get the **** away from ME!
[b]Died of drug overdose. Self inflicted.[/b]

-Patient Corey Roos III (March 10th-15th)
----No. No more... Please. I'm begging... Don't... Don't hurt me anymore. No more pain. It hurts my blood. No. No needles.
[b]Died of drug overdose. Self inflicted.[/b]

-Patient Harley Smith (April 3rd)
----God is my savior. God is all that is good. God will smite the evil from the earth. YOU ARE ALL EVIL! WHAT DO YOU KEEP INJECTING ME WITH!
[b]Died of self inflicted blunt force trauma.[/b]

-Patient Gilbert Jones (May 2nd)
----Leave me alone. I'm healthy. So what if I live on the streets. I don't have enough money for a home. Am I a druggy? Well... Once in a while I shoot up. Do I want some now? Well... Sure, why not.
[b]Died of drug overdose. Self inflicted.[/b]
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The Madison, Wisconsin Correctional Facility, spearheaded by Doctor Benjamin Dufor, was opened on January 1st of 2086. From very early in it's carreer the hospital had it's share of oddities. Doctors began dissapearing and nurses would show up in a comatose state. There were absolutely no pests in the place. Every medical facility had at least one rat or one family of roaches. MWCF had none of these.

Dufor began injecting his patients with an experimental form of penicillin. The genetic structure of the drug was altered to be more potent. It was given the name PenX. Thie alterations had certain side effects. First, it grew at an alarming rate. The mold multiplied three times it's current size every half hour. The only way the growth could be stopped is to drop the temperature to freezing.

Secondly, when a person was injected with the mold they began decomposing from the inside out. The drug was too strong. It killed cells instaed of killing bacteria. Depending on metabolism, the person died anywhere from a day to a month later.

After the hospital was closed, pending federal inspection, Dufor and all of the bodies dissapeared. Dufor went underground and began experimenting on the decomposed bodies. PenX gave the bodies unusually long decomposition time. It lasted almost three entire months. During this time, wwith the right amount of electric shock, the nuero kinetic system of he corpses could be reactivated. They would become zombies. They had no freewill and could be commanded to do anything.

Dufor considered himself a God for what he had accomplished. Him and his undead force began taking over cities and expanding their legion. Soon Dufor had over twenty percent of North America under control. And every day his boarders grow.

You are a group of elite Military forces, set on striking at Dufor. He will fall. And his army will fall aswell.
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[b]Name-[/b]
[b]Age-[/b] Over twenty please.
[b]Weapons-[/b]
[b]Specialty-[/b] Projectile Weapons. Sharp Shooter. Inflitration. Computers/Hacking. Stealth. Etc...
[b]Bio-[/b] Be creative. I will be choosing who get's in.
[b]Appearance-[/b]

If you want to be Dufor PM me with your sign up. Do not post it here. Anyone that posts their sign up here that wants to be Doctor Dufor will be excluded. Once again, do not post it here. I leave his entire sign up to you. The only thing that is required is that it ends with something that goes along with the story line.

Good luck.

[The Harlequin]

[font=gothic][color=crimson]The temptation was there to play Dufor, but I'll leave off for now.

Name- Rali Kreigyr
Age- 22
Weapons- Twin kamas, Barret M2A1A Sniper rifle, with custom bayonet.
Specialty- Stealth, Assasination (distinct from infiltration and sharpshooting, may I add.)
Bio- Rali is an ex military service man. Yes, his real age is 22. He joined at eighteen, did his training, and was almost immediately booted out. He doesn't make a secret of why. He was not exactly prone to wanton violence, but he was never one to back down from a fight. As was usual, the older members gave him hell. Rali, not meaning to, tended to escalate it though his cold, aloof attitude. Eventually push came to shove, and Rali shoved back a little harder than was most likely neccessary. Someone got hurt a little more than they should have.

Rali, now free of the military, which he was starting to find confining anyway, started thinking on his old life. He had a normal family, did normal things, went to highschool, passed his subjects at an above average, though by no means great, level, and that was it. He'd never really had any ambitions. He'd never really had a girlfriend. His life had been pretty sterile. And it had taken him this long to realise it. Rali started travelling, thinking that in all the myriad philosophies in the world, there had to be something that held meaning for him. He found it in a Japanese art known as Nanigata. A type of martial art practiced with a bladed staff, it demanded perfect discipline from all its participants. Just what Rali needed to give him direction. He trained for three years, becoming fairly high ranked, though not yet the equivalent of a black belt. When word broke out that things were getting strange, Rali's order received a message from the military, as many martial arts organistations did. Rali, having already served, and not being high enough ranked to inconvenience the dojo, was nominated to serve. Rali's found a reinforced sniper rifle with a bladed end serve as well as a traditional nanigata.

Appearance- Six foot one, and slender. Long black hair, tied back in the traditional fashion. Wears a pair of black cotton jeans, and a black Mandarin shirt, trimmed with grey. Authentic Chinese silk, it's pretty damn tough, for all its fragile appearance. Wears a pair of black combat boots issued to him upon his return. A single silver ring on his left hand, with an intricate Celtic knotwork design.[/font][/color]

[Orien_Xel]

[color=blue][b]Name:[/b]Patrick Mason

[b]Age:[/b]24

[b]Weapons:[/b]dual 9mm pistols, M16A1 assualt rifle, combat knife(in boot)

[b]Specialty:[/b]Firearms, Piloting

[b]Bio:[/b]Patrick is a Navy SEAL who has been assigned to throw back Dufor and his undead hordes. He wanted to join the military from an early age, and comes from a military family. His father, and other ancestors haveserved in various branches of the armed forces.

He joined the seals at age 19 and trained hard and went through Hell Week. He was one of the top members of his unit at age 22 and has served in various covert operations since then. He was recalled from active duty 6 months ago and has been fairly bored sitting around t home, which is in San Francisco. He as put back on active duty when Dufor started conquering the U.S. and has been eager to get back into combat. He has recieved several commendation in his career and is ready to fight. Heis also trained in the flying helicopters, although he has never flown one in combat. He is ready.

[b]Apperance:[/b]five foot nine, and muscular. He has blond hair cut short, but slightly longer the military regualation. When off-duty he usually wears a pair of khakis and a blue longsleeve shirt, and sneakers. When he is on duty he wears a single piece black jumpsuit and boots, usually with one of his pistols as a sidearm. He has blue eyes and a tattoo of a pheonix on his chest.[/color]