All Flesh Must be Eaten Revised
All Flesh Must be Eaten Revised
d20 Modern
Zombie: There were many early successes for our group. We determined the source of the infected cadaver outbreak was not the result of the wrath of a vengeful God, witchcraft, voodoo or something equally ludicrous. The source of the outbreak was radiation -- radiation carried on the back of a comet like rats carried plague-riddled vermin on their backs centuries ago.
A Zombie or Jumbie (the name given to them in the Virgin Islands) is described by the Island experts as “a soulless human corpse, still dead, but taken from the grave and endowed by sorcery with a mechanical semblance of life.” These creatures are brought to life by sorcerers called “Houngans” who bring the dead back to work as their eternal slaves.
Legend and folklore have long held that sometimes, when a person dies with unfinished business, he may rise from the dead to finish it, or to seek revenge for some evil doing.
Voodoo priests that turn the dead, and sometimes the living, into Zombies.
The creatures are created to work in the harsh conditions of outer space.
Angry prisoners inhale formaldehyde to get high, die and return.
Entomologists create a machine that only affects the underdeveloped nervous systems of insects. This machine causes the insects to attack and devour themselves leaving our farms and gardens insect free without harmful poisons. Perfect, except for one thing we didn’t count on. The nervous systems of the dead have decomposed to the level of insects. They are affected by the machine and begin eating human flesh.
The germ warfare scientists in the military develop a means to create an army of the dead. These soldiers cannot be killed except by a shot to the head. The problem is that they also spread the germ through biting and scratching. Once the living are infected, they too become zombies.
A dangerous germ warfare chemical.
I don't know what the zombies house for saliva but within thirty-six hours of being bit most people turn into zombies themselves.
The life forms controlling the corpses were arthropod-like in composition.
I still can’t believe it, AIDS would have been enough but when I think of what PHADE will do to me . . . my body rotting from the inside out, my skin peeling like old wallpaper, and when my heart finally gives in to the virus, the real fun starts. Somehow PHADE will jump start my nervous system and make me into something not quite alive and not quite dead.
The zombie has to actually kill its victims in order for them to come back as a member of the club. Anyone killed by a zombie rises again within a few hours.
The zombie need only bite a living being and the chain reaction begins. The process usually takes a day or so to finally set in, during which time it might be possible to reverse the effects if a skilled research doctor treats the victim. Otherwise, the bitten goes straight from living to undead without ever really passing out and dying.
Sometimes its not the zombie that reanimates the corpse but rather something in the very soil or air. In order to rise again, a body has to be buried under the ground or stored in some container, or coated with some chemical. Zombies created this way have a natural instinct to bury their victims, or otherwise prepare the body, and thus enlarge the undead community every step of the way. Rising from the shallow grave, or awakening after embalment usually takes between six and twelve hours, but sometimes occurs much more quickly.
Thirty years ago, the government decided these caves were the perfect place to store containers of spent uranium and other nuclear waste. They bought the land, buried tons of radioactive sludge deep in the cave system and, once they thought it full, sealed the whole thing off. They didn’t plan on the containers leaking and getting into the local soil and water table. And no one could have imagined the effect this radiation would have on the local population, particularly the local dead population.
Some said the radiation became a tool of the spirits or demonic forces, particularly those who remembered that the native Americans who once lived in the region held the caves as sacred. Others maintained that it was the radiation itself, somehow jump-starting the dead nervous system, creating brain-dead beasts who could only act on the most basic instinct: find food. Whatever the cause, it didn’t discriminate about who it raised from the dead. Every deceased creature, animal or human, within fifty miles of those caves became one of the walking dead.
The PHADE virus is more than just another sexually transmitted disease. It is in fact a recipe for zombification. Zombies have always been with us in one form or another. Many cultures, including modern voodoo practitioners, have theories about the process of animating the dead through magical potions, elixirs, and rituals. In the modern information age, the details of such practices are more accessible to the common man, or in this case, the common high school student.
Distraught and disbelieving, Philip sought to conquer death, and after months of cruising the internet and frequenting voodoo chat rooms, he learned all he needed to know to raise lovely Jenna from the grave. Quite mad by this time, Philip raised the decaying girl and consummated his love with her. When he woke up the next morning, the handsome young man came to his senses and decided that the Jenna corpse wasn’t nearly as desirable as the living thing. He disposed of the hapless zombie and got on with his life. By then, it was too late. He had contracted PHADE, a zombie STD that Jenna’s body created when her AIDS-infected corpse rose from the dead.
Those who died at the zombies' hands rose hours or days later to join the undead hordes.
Millions of years ago and hundreds of light years from our own world, an ancient civilization toyed with forces better left undisturbed. Their own dead rose up against them as the result of a series of diabolic necromantic experiments. The only way they could save themselves was to literally blow a chunk of their world off into space, ridding the planet of any trace of the zombie taint. Ever since then the zombie planetoid has traveled through space, unbeknownst to anyone, on a direct collision course with Earth.
American scientists detected the incoming chunk of rock, although they had no clue as to its true origins or deadly purpose. Fearing the end of life on Earth, the nuclear powers of the world combined their arsenals, modified their missiles, and sent millions of megatons flying into space. Already eroded by millions of other impacts in its long history, the zombie planet burst apart under the nuclear onslaught. The Earth thought itself safe.
Then the irradiated pieces of the planet came hurtling down to Earth, burning up and dissolving into the atmosphere. As a result of prevailing winds and the widespread dispersal pattern of the dust, hardly a corner of the planet escaped exposure. As the dust settled to the ground it began immediately to seep into the soil, water, and even the air. The result was all too horrible and predictable -- the ancient powers awoke the dead from their eternal rest.
Anyone who dies anywhere on the planet that has been exposed to the planetoid dust (meaning anywhere but sealed rooms) rises from the dead within ten minutes to an hour of their passing on. Those who actually die from a zombie attack turn into one of the undead almost immediately. Those who somehow survive an attack continue on as normal (although other diseases might infect them).
OrganoCore’s fertilizers and pesticides met with all my demands for an environmentally safe product. I used the stuff for two years and my crop yields increased by forty percent. I was happy as a clam. Then two weeks ago, I started using the new and improved formula and that’s when it happened.
I had a dog, a big ole’ German shepherd named Shep. When he got hit by a car three weeks ago, I buried him out by the lettuce fields. One night, I hear a scratching at the front door, just like Shep used to do when he wanted in. I open the door and there he is -- his rotting corpse stinking to high heaven. I thought it was some sick joke but then the corpse moved. It lunged at me, biting for my leg. I screamed and kicked him away but the damned thing kept coming. I finally made it to the kitchen and, well, I defended myself with a butcher’s knife. It wasn’t pretty, and worst of all, the damn dog bled everywhere. The blood wasn’t what bothered me, though. What bothered me was that he bled green.
Funded in part by various environmental groups, the company embarked on a groundbreaking research project which ultimately yielded them some amazing results. Combining a number of tribal and ancient folk remedies with newly found ingredients imported from the jungles of the Carribean and Indonesia, the researchers managed to create some astounding products. Their new fertilizers and pesticides worked just as well or better than the artificial varieties and they were entirely harmless to the environment.
Once the OrganoCore products hit the market, they were a smash success, and farms across the country and around the world began using them. When OrganoCore recently announced its new line of improved products, it was estimated that fully three quarters of America’s farm acreage planned on using them. That’s exactly what happened. OrganoCore became a Fortune 500 company, but the results were more disastrous than anyone could imagine.
The new products, again using formulas derived from ancient Caribbean and Indonesian rituals, were more effective than the original formula and seemed just as safe. Indeed, by themselves they were safe, but when combined with the older formula, they awakened a previously untapped potential within the soil. Some say they awakened the vengeful soul of mother Earth herself and now she has chosen to strike down the animals that have oppressed her for so long. Others say that the chemicals spurred some speedy and powerful mutation in plant life, effectively jumping it ahead millions of evolutionary years.
Whatever the true cause, the result was obvious: the dead were coming back to life all across the country, wherever corpses and OrganoCore products mixed. The alchemical mixture gave the world’s plants a new life and new purpose. Growing with incredible speed, the vegetation sent tendrils into the bodies of the dead humans and animals buried beneath the ground. These plant tendrils replaced the veins and nervous system of the dead bodies but kept the bones and muscles strong. Thus, vegetatively animated, the dead began to rise and do the deadly work of their plant overlords.
The zombies buried their dead victims in the foul soil that had spawned them, creating more plant-infested cadavers.
The drones in their natural state look like foot-long centipedes with four pairs of two-foot tentacles running down the sides of their bodies. By themselves, the creatures seem harmless enough -- certainly not capable of bringing death and destruction down upon countless different worlds. In fact, the Race cannot conquer anything without a little help; namely, the recently dead bodies of the Others. The drones can insert themselves into any dead body and fully reanimate it.
As the Allies prepared for D-Day, Hitler’s top-secret Occult Corps got ready to repulse the invasion. The researchers had, in a matter of speaking, conquered death. Although the secret to immortally still eluded them, they had achieved the next best thing: the living dead. Based on ancient formulae and magic rituals, the Nazis developed a serum that would raise their soldiers from the dead once they had fallen in battle.
What no one suspected was that Chinese scientists had managed to make their own variations on the nuclear payload. It was a highly radioactive, low destructive yield device that would kill millions but leave the buildings intact.
The specially designed Chinese radiation bombs had their desired effect, killing millions of Americans and European civilians but leaving the cities mostly intact for those few survivors who could take advantage of them. Now, thirty years later, the world is beginning to see that the bombs had another, rather interesting effect: they mutated the living and the unborn in strange and unpredictable ways. Some were born with missing or extra limbs and other malformations, but a few came into this world with radiation literally flowing through their veins. Some have theorized that this was an evolutionary solution to the new hostile world environment.
The result: a race of humans that can survive radiation just fine, live, grow old, and die in it. The problem is, once they die, they don’t stay dead. The dead rise again, stronger, meaner, and more deadly than they ever were in life.
An ancient Sanskrit manuscript had outlined for him a ritual that he had not previously dared to attempt. Now, in anger and desperation, he turned to it and made the necessary preparations.
Mordecai chose the city of Paris as the site of his ritual. On a moonless night, he gathered his coven in the city cemetery, along with thirteen sacrificial virgins The neighbors huddled in their beds in terror as lighting flashed, thunder roared, and the smell of brimstone filled the air. The blood of innocents spilled to the ground and awakened the bodies of those who lay at rest. At the command of the Italian magician, the dead clawed their way from their graves, hungering for the flesh of the living.
When these zombies kill a person, the victim’s soul is immediately judged and sent on to the appropriate afterlife. The body then rises up and joins the ranks of the undead.
We learned that when someone dies, you decapitate them and then burn the body or else you’re gonna have one flesh-eating corpse on your hands before too long.
So the gods went to war in earnest and left humanity in the lurch. This might not have been a problem except that the gods left in place their rather arcane system of judging and assigning new bodies to old souls. Now that process has broken down and no one is doing anything to fix it, at least for the moment. As a result, the unthinkable is happening: souls are being reborn into bodies that are already dead.
Vampire: if a vampire bites you and doesn’t rip you apart, you become a vampire.
Man created these Vam-pyres. They were mistakenly risen by science.
Base Zombie: ?
Sample Zombie: ?
Unisystem
Zombie: There were many early successes for our group. We determined the source of the infected cadaver outbreak was not the result of the wrath of a vengeful God, witchcraft, voodoo or something equally ludicrous. The source of the outbreak was radiation -- radiation carried on the back of a comet like rats carried plague-riddled vermin on their backs centuries ago.
A Zombie or Jumbie (the name given to them in the Virgin Islands) is described by the Island experts as “a soulless human corpse, still dead, but taken from the grave and endowed by sorcery with a mechanical semblance of life.” These creatures are brought to life by sorcerers called “Houngans” who bring the dead back to work as their eternal slaves.
Legend and folklore have long held that sometimes, when a person dies with unfinished business, he may rise from the dead to finish it, or to seek revenge for some evil doing.
Voodoo priests that turn the dead, and sometimes the living, into Zombies.
The creatures are created to work in the harsh conditions of outer space.
Angry prisoners inhale formaldehyde to get high, die and return.
Entomologists create a machine that only affects the underdeveloped nervous systems of insects. This machine causes the insects to attack and devour themselves leaving our farms and gardens insect free without harmful poisons. Perfect, except for one thing we didn’t count on. The nervous systems of the dead have decomposed to the level of insects. They are affected by the machine and begin eating human flesh.
The germ warfare scientists in the military develop a means to create an army of the dead. These soldiers cannot be killed except by a shot to the head. The problem is that they also spread the germ through biting and scratching. Once the living are infected, they too become zombies.
A dangerous germ warfare chemical.
I don't know what the zombies house for saliva but within thirty-six hours of being bit most people turn into zombies themselves.
The life forms controlling the corpses were arthropod-like in composition.
I still can’t believe it, AIDS would have been enough but when I think of what PHADE will do to me . . . my body rotting from the inside out, my skin peeling like old wallpaper, and when my heart finally gives in to the virus, the real fun starts. Somehow PHADE will jump start my nervous system and make me into something not quite alive and not quite dead.
The zombie has to actually kill its victims in order for them to come back as a member of the club. Anyone killed by a zombie rises again within a few hours.
The zombie need only bite a living being and the chain reaction begins. The process usually takes a day or so to finally set in, during which time it might be possible to reverse the effects if a skilled research doctor treats the victim. Otherwise, the bitten goes straight from living to undead without ever really passing out and dying.
Sometimes its not the zombie that reanimates the corpse but rather something in the very soil or air. In order to rise again, a body has to be buried under the ground or stored in some container, or coated with some chemical. Zombies created this way have a natural instinct to bury their victims, or otherwise prepare the body, and thus enlarge the undead community every step of the way. Rising from the shallow grave, or awakening after embalment usually takes between six and twelve hours, but sometimes occurs much more quickly.
Thirty years ago, the government decided these caves were the perfect place to store containers of spent uranium and other nuclear waste. They bought the land, buried tons of radioactive sludge deep in the cave system and, once they thought it full, sealed the whole thing off. They didn’t plan on the containers leaking and getting into the local soil and water table. And no one could have imagined the effect this radiation would have on the local population, particularly the local dead population.
Some said the radiation became a tool of the spirits or demonic forces, particularly those who remembered that the native Americans who once lived in the region held the caves as sacred. Others maintained that it was the radiation itself, somehow jump-starting the dead nervous system, creating brain-dead beasts who could only act on the most basic instinct: find food. Whatever the cause, it didn’t discriminate about who it raised from the dead. Every deceased creature, animal or human, within fifty miles of those caves became one of the walking dead.
The PHADE virus is more than just another sexually transmitted disease. It is in fact a recipe for zombification. Zombies have always been with us in one form or another. Many cultures, including modern voodoo practitioners, have theories about the process of animating the dead through magical potions, elixirs, and rituals. In the modern information age, the details of such practices are more accessible to the common man, or in this case, the common high school student.
Distraught and disbelieving, Philip sought to conquer death, and after months of cruising the internet and frequenting voodoo chat rooms, he learned all he needed to know to raise lovely Jenna from the grave. Quite mad by this time, Philip raised the decaying girl and consummated his love with her. When he woke up the next morning, the handsome young man came to his senses and decided that the Jenna corpse wasn’t nearly as desirable as the living thing. He disposed of the hapless zombie and got on with his life. By then, it was too late. He had contracted PHADE, a zombie STD that Jenna’s body created when her AIDS-infected corpse rose from the dead.
Those who died at the zombies' hands rose hours or days later to join the undead hordes.
Millions of years ago and hundreds of light years from our own world, an ancient civilization toyed with forces better left undisturbed. Their own dead rose up against them as the result of a series of diabolic necromantic experiments. The only way they could save themselves was to literally blow a chunk of their world off into space, ridding the planet of any trace of the zombie taint. Ever since then the zombie planetoid has traveled through space, unbeknownst to anyone, on a direct collision course with Earth.
American scientists detected the incoming chunk of rock, although they had no clue as to its true origins or deadly purpose. Fearing the end of life on Earth, the nuclear powers of the world combined their arsenals, modified their missiles, and sent millions of megatons flying into space. Already eroded by millions of other impacts in its long history, the zombie planet burst apart under the nuclear onslaught. The Earth thought itself safe.
Then the irradiated pieces of the planet came hurtling down to Earth, burning up and dissolving into the atmosphere. As a result of prevailing winds and the widespread dispersal pattern of the dust, hardly a corner of the planet escaped exposure. As the dust settled to the ground it began immediately to seep into the soil, water, and even the air. The result was all too horrible and predictable -- the ancient powers awoke the dead from their eternal rest.
Anyone who dies anywhere on the planet that has been exposed to the planetoid dust (meaning anywhere but sealed rooms) rises from the dead within ten minutes to an hour of their passing on. Those who actually die from a zombie attack turn into one of the undead almost immediately. Those who somehow survive an attack continue on as normal (although other diseases might infect them).
OrganoCore’s fertilizers and pesticides met with all my demands for an environmentally safe product. I used the stuff for two years and my crop yields increased by forty percent. I was happy as a clam. Then two weeks ago, I started using the new and improved formula and that’s when it happened.
I had a dog, a big ole’ German shepherd named Shep. When he got hit by a car three weeks ago, I buried him out by the lettuce fields. One night, I hear a scratching at the front door, just like Shep used to do when he wanted in. I open the door and there he is -- his rotting corpse stinking to high heaven. I thought it was some sick joke but then the corpse moved. It lunged at me, biting for my leg. I screamed and kicked him away but the damned thing kept coming. I finally made it to the kitchen and, well, I defended myself with a butcher’s knife. It wasn’t pretty, and worst of all, the damn dog bled everywhere. The blood wasn’t what bothered me, though. What bothered me was that he bled green.
Funded in part by various environmental groups, the company embarked on a groundbreaking research project which ultimately yielded them some amazing results. Combining a number of tribal and ancient folk remedies with newly found ingredients imported from the jungles of the Carribean and Indonesia, the researchers managed to create some astounding products. Their new fertilizers and pesticides worked just as well or better than the artificial varieties and they were entirely harmless to the environment.
Once the OrganoCore products hit the market, they were a smash success, and farms across the country and around the world began using them. When OrganoCore recently announced its new line of improved products, it was estimated that fully three quarters of America’s farm acreage planned on using them. That’s exactly what happened. OrganoCore became a Fortune 500 company, but the results were more disastrous than anyone could imagine.
The new products, again using formulas derived from ancient Caribbean and Indonesian rituals, were more effective than the original formula and seemed just as safe. Indeed, by themselves they were safe, but when combined with the older formula, they awakened a previously untapped potential within the soil. Some say they awakened the vengeful soul of mother Earth herself and now she has chosen to strike down the animals that have oppressed her for so long. Others say that the chemicals spurred some speedy and powerful mutation in plant life, effectively jumping it ahead millions of evolutionary years.
Whatever the true cause, the result was obvious: the dead were coming back to life all across the country, wherever corpses and OrganoCore products mixed. The alchemical mixture gave the world’s plants a new life and new purpose. Growing with incredible speed, the vegetation sent tendrils into the bodies of the dead humans and animals buried beneath the ground. These plant tendrils replaced the veins and nervous system of the dead bodies but kept the bones and muscles strong. Thus, vegetatively animated, the dead began to rise and do the deadly work of their plant overlords.
The zombies buried their dead victims in the foul soil that had spawned them, creating more plant-infested cadavers.
The drones in their natural state look like foot-long centipedes with four pairs of two-foot tentacles running down the sides of their bodies. By themselves, the creatures seem harmless enough -- certainly not capable of bringing death and destruction down upon countless different worlds. In fact, the Race cannot conquer anything without a little help; namely, the recently dead bodies of the Others. The drones can insert themselves into any dead body and fully reanimate it.
As the Allies prepared for D-Day, Hitler’s top-secret Occult Corps got ready to repulse the invasion. The researchers had, in a matter of speaking, conquered death. Although the secret to immortally still eluded them, they had achieved the next best thing: the living dead. Based on ancient formulae and magic rituals, the Nazis developed a serum that would raise their soldiers from the dead once they had fallen in battle.
What no one suspected was that Chinese scientists had managed to make their own variations on the nuclear payload. It was a highly radioactive, low destructive yield device that would kill millions but leave the buildings intact.
The specially designed Chinese radiation bombs had their desired effect, killing millions of Americans and European civilians but leaving the cities mostly intact for those few survivors who could take advantage of them. Now, thirty years later, the world is beginning to see that the bombs had another, rather interesting effect: they mutated the living and the unborn in strange and unpredictable ways. Some were born with missing or extra limbs and other malformations, but a few came into this world with radiation literally flowing through their veins. Some have theorized that this was an evolutionary solution to the new hostile world environment.
The result: a race of humans that can survive radiation just fine, live, grow old, and die in it. The problem is, once they die, they don’t stay dead. The dead rise again, stronger, meaner, and more deadly than they ever were in life.
An ancient Sanskrit manuscript had outlined for him a ritual that he had not previously dared to attempt. Now, in anger and desperation, he turned to it and made the necessary preparations.
Mordecai chose the city of Paris as the site of his ritual. On a moonless night, he gathered his coven in the city cemetery, along with thirteen sacrificial virgins The neighbors huddled in their beds in terror as lighting flashed, thunder roared, and the smell of brimstone filled the air. The blood of innocents spilled to the ground and awakened the bodies of those who lay at rest. At the command of the Italian magician, the dead clawed their way from their graves, hungering for the flesh of the living.
When these zombies kill a person, the victim’s soul is immediately judged and sent on to the appropriate afterlife. The body then rises up and joins the ranks of the undead.
We learned that when someone dies, you decapitate them and then burn the body or else you’re gonna have one flesh-eating corpse on your hands before too long.
So the gods went to war in earnest and left humanity in the lurch. This might not have been a problem except that the gods left in place their rather arcane system of judging and assigning new bodies to old souls. Now that process has broken down and no one is doing anything to fix it, at least for the moment. As a result, the unthinkable is happening: souls are being reborn into bodies that are already dead.
Vampire: if a vampire bites you and doesn’t rip you apart, you become a vampire.
Man created these Vam-pyres. They were mistakenly risen by science.
