Hello all, a newbie to these forums but a veteran from moddb.I am here representing a new mod for the Doom 3 engine, Epidemic.First and foremost, a little bit of story to grab your interest…
Story
10:15 PM, Camarillo, California. Wednesday December 14, 2003
A hard day at is finally over for three individuals.A doctor, Dashiel Parker, exhausted from an increasing number of patients who were victims of bites and cuts from other civilians made today a long and busy day in the ER and St. John’s Hospital.He decides to take a shower then get to an early sleep.Another individual, Tyrone Smith, has just spent his last day arresting hooligans who were causing brawls.One of them even bit his assisting officer, Julia Adams!Afterwards, she was feeling ill and Tyrone decided to give her a ride home.Could it be the stress?Julia never seems to break down after fatigue…One of the three, however, a Ms Andrea Kerlocavich, lives a more stress-free life.Andrea hails from the other side of the United States, but decided to take an early vacation from her somewhat uneventful job as an accountant.Julia decides to spend her vacation in Sunny California, and books a room at the Sunset Inn in Camarillo.
However, one would not have guessed these three seemingly unrelated individuals would cross paths the next day…
6:30 AM, Camarillo California Thursday December 15, 2003
Dashiel awakes to a knocking on his door, wondering who could be coming to visit at this ungodly hour.He peeks through the blinds that face the entry and notice that it is his next-door neighbor, Steve."Odd.’ thought Dashiel, "Maybe he needs me to check on his health…but he should wait till I’m at least at the hospital for a check-up."Dashiel casually opens the door and there stands Steve.“Steve, what are you doing? Are you ok?” Dashiel asks the figure in it’s guise as Steve, but something is horribly wrong. Steve’s hair is matted with blood, his skin pale and almost transparent, as if it had been rotting.Steve also stooped, with blood dripping on the patio. Before Dashiel could question what had happened, Steve mad a hasty lunge at Dashiel, who now was retreating into the kitchen.As Dasheil was pursued by Steve, he ended the assault by grabbing a kitchen knife and landing it in Steve’s temple.His body tensed for a minute and then finally stilled.“Oh my God…what have I done?I know…no…this was purely self-defense…” But as Dashiel panicked, he noticed something.Upon further inspection, he noticed something.Being the accomplished doctor he was, noticed that Steve’s blood had quagulated.How is this possible, he thought to himself.One must be dead for a long period of time before the quagulation process even begins!Then it struck him – a scream from outside. He slowly made his way over Steve’s decrepate body and out to the entry once again. This time, however, he now saw the full scale effect of what had happened.Smoke filled the sky,and combined with the screams and crys, explosions, and the soothing sounds of nature in the morning, created an eeriely unnerving enviroment.All around him, he could see friends, family, people he once knew, and people he’d never seem, running in terror from more people who were in the same apparent state as Steve.Dashiel quickly grabbed the keys and got in the car, but what…what is going on here?The damn car won’t start!As he sat pondering in his car, Dashiel noticed a police officer heading towards the middle of town in a dump truck.Following the truck was a large group of derranged pedestrians, all bloody and deformed.The only conclusion that Dashiel could make is that is that these people were somehow dead, yet alive at the same time.The idea struck him to be mad, but that was the only plausible thing he could think of.Dashiel finally collected himself enough to exit the car.He decided that in this apocalypse, the only thing to do now was to find safety.This meant obtaining a weapon,food,shelter,some means of staying away from these undead fiends.He also knew that if he wanted to survive, he would have to follow that man.But first things first, Dashiel was determined to get to the Gunstore in Old Town Camarillo.Problem is, it’s on the other side of town!Dashiel sets out to find sanctuary and the officer…
5:45 AM, Camariillo California Thursday December 15, 2003
Tyrone gets a disturbance call on his radio at 5:45 AM, the operator saying that a call had been put in for law enforcement assistance in a domestic dispute.Tyrone wonders what could be happening this time, but also thinks to himself that this could be a dangerous situation, so always remain prepared.Just as the operator had said, Tyrone saw a man attacking a woman who was pinned on the floor."Alright punk ass! Hands in the air!"The man turns to him, blood smeared on his face.Probably results of the woman’s defense Tyrone told himself.As he had the assaulter at gunpoint, he looked at the woman."Are you alright maam?"No, she was not alright, she was dead.A huge chunk of flesh was missing from her throat, and blood was seeping into the cloth of her clothes and the dirt underneath her body.Tyrone immediately went into offensive mode."Don’t move!Don’t even in move!You’re under arrest for first degree murder."The man hunched over the woman, who was busying himself again with her remains, now turned his full attention to Tyrone.Tyrone saw the lifeless, dull look in his eyes.They were glazed over.Suddenly, he rushed Tyrone.Tyrone witnessed the following events of this attack in slow motion.The man charged him with incredible strength, knocking him to the ground.Then it happened.Everything seemed to stop, and after he came to his senses, the man was on the ground, a bullet right between his eyes.Tyrone recollects himself and stands up and heads to the squad car.“We have a 034, two dead requesting medical assistance and…” as he called in the status of the situation, he heard a loud burst come from the speaker of the radio.Gunshot?Couldn’t be.But then he heard it again and he realized that what he was hearing was in fact, gunshots.Someone was assaulting the Camarillo Police Department."What the hell is goin’ on here!?!"Tyrone was temporarily out of place, distorted in what course of action to take next.He stepped out of the car and peered around the surroundings.The sun was just rising now, behind a thick formation of clouds."Oh great, a ****in’ storm too now.What next?"Next, it was as if his remark on his karma had personaified itself in physical form.It had done just that.He was pondering what to do and then saw the apparently dead woman rise and stand up.He was shocked, he thought the woman was dead.“Ok maam, are you alright?Please sit down maam, I called in for medical assistance…” but as he said this, he realized something.She was exactly like the man he just killed.Glazed, dull eyes, blood smeared.She was dead, but not dead enough to stay down for good.Tyrone fixed that as he brought out his Mossberg 590A1 from between the passanger and driver seat of his squad car and removed the head of the woman.Tyrone was becoming nervous, having just witnessed the death, reanimation, and another death of the same person.However, he remained headstrong in the situation and just as he thought everything was fine, a group of the same undead-type creatures emerged from behind the squad car.He couldn’t try and get back in, the zombies were too close.He prepared himself, proping the shotgun against his shoulder and just as he thought the fight would begin, a dump truck doing it’s daily route pulled up and over most of the zombies.“Get in!I’ve seen what’s goin on!GET IN!”.The man who befriended Tyrone was probably in his late 50s, overweight, and working a dump truck route.As he begins to explain to Tyrone that what he just witnessed is happening all over Camarillo, a new wave of zombies attack, dragging the unknown savior to his death out of the driver side window and into the hands of the waiting flesh eating monsters.Tyrone takes the wheel, deciding he’s got to find somewhere to defend himself…Somewhere with sanctuary…As he speeds towards town, he sees a man in his car, just sitting.He can’t stop to save him, for there are zombies tailing his truck.He’ll just have to let the man fend for himself…
6:00 AM, Camarillo California Thursday December 15, 2003
"That’ll be 45 dollars missy."A frown forms on Andrea’s face.She ran out of money renting a room at the cheesy motel."Excuse me big boy, but you don’t actually wanna make an innocent girl like me pay such outrageous fees for products as good as yours, would you?"As she says this, she toys with the zipper on her jumpsuit, pulling it up and down, exposing parts of her breasts just barely."Oh uhm…uhmm…well ya know…I can’t…well…uhmm…"The store clerk studders, a blush filling his face."Great! I’ll pay you back as soon as I can.And you know what I mean"She takes the groceries and exits out the door, blowing a kiss to the store clerk as she leaves."Haha, sucker."She casually remarks as she hops on her Kawasaki Ninja 600R and heads over to the motel.After eating, she falls down on the matress, relaxing and enjoying her vacation.As she is about to pass out, a load crash rocks the frail walls of the room.She dashes to the window, only to see that a gas tanker has smashed through the support beam of the roof near the front office of the motel.Worse yet, although barely visible from this distance, you can notice a figure hanging on to the throat of the driver.“Oh God, he’s headed this way!” Just as Andrea realizes that, it’s already too late.It smashes into her bike and a few other parked cars and ignites, searing the sky with a huge explosion.Following that is a chain of events that could only be described as the most horrific experience one could cope with.As the gas tanker explodes, shrapnel and burnt flesh are thrown everywhere, and a huge sheet of metal flies straight towards Andrea’s area.She quickly jumps to evade it, barely escaping a quick but painful death.A second explosion from the gas tank on her bike sends her into the wall, knocking her unconcious.When she awakes, she sees a few people wandering the parking lot.She also notices one of the people as the store clerk she met earlier."Oh my God, it’s so horrible.Could you please help me out here?"The store clerk pays no attention to her."Hey buddy, I’m talking to you!"Andrea yells as she grabs for his shoulder to spin him around to face her.She realizes after it’s too late that it was a mistake to do so.As soon as he was facing her, he tried to bite her arm off.“What the hell is your problem!” She tries to stand up but the zombie clerk pins her to the ground, making attempts to bite her throat.As she fends off the attacks, she grabs a part of the shrapnel, roughly as large as the blade of a sword, and jabbed it into the chin of the clerk, straight into his cerebrum. Before long, she realized that all the people surrounding her were all the living dead.Andrea spots a tire iron and barricades herself into the manager’s office.There is a radio transmitter in the room, thank God!She picks up the reciever and tries to tune it into any station she can, to try and reach anyone she can.As she surfs through the stations, she hears something on one of them.A few gunshots are heard, followed by a man swearing into the reciever and remarking about the weather.She looks at the radio transmitter and realizes that it’s only powerful enough to recieve messages from within a few miles away.Andrea decides to search for this man in hopes that he can protect her in this chaos and find some sanctuary…
All three individuals alone, but all reaching for a same goal. In a world gone mad, this group of survivors must find sanctuary in an area and also within each other.How did this epidemic begin?Where did it begin?Noone knows any of this, but one thing is a fact – it’s them against the world…literally.Can you survive the Epidemic?
As you can tell, it’s a horror/sci-mod.Now, seeing as though it’s a new mod, it needs new help.The current positions we are seeking to fill are:
-Coders
-Player Modelers
-Sound FX
-Mapping
I myself do weapon modeling, player/weapon/enviromental texturing, some player modeling, plot writing,concept art, and enviromental object modeling.
On that happy note, feel free to contact me if you’re interested in taking part of this.We have some media on the mod profile on moddb, so feel free to check it out.