Public Discord Servers tagged with Apocalypse Roleplay

A growing post-apoc roleplay server with prevalent sci-fi, survival and horror themes.

𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐖𝐈𝐋𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐒𝐊𝐈𝐍 (𝟏𝟓+) Between the fall of 2021, and summer of 2022, the Warmen virus struck the world by surprise. After friends came back after a visit to North Carolina, they contracted the Warmen virus, and unknowingly spread it among others in public before any symptoms emerged. Even though a vaccine, and lotion were made for the infected, the virus came back, with a new strain that violently spread across the country, and soon after, the world. The Turner’s Strain worsened all previous symptoms, and added more, including hallucinations and rabid behaviour that made the infected feral and aggressive. It took the world by storm, and in time, laws were no more. There were no rules, people went mad, and roamed destroying property while the infected ran wild, hurting whoever was in their sights and making them their next meal. Now, it’s 2023, and the world as we know it has become a trash heap. How will you survive?

You’ve entered the world of Resident Evil. … Good luck. We offer: Interesting storylines and missions. - Tupper for roleplaying. - A fun, helpful community. - Many possibilities to roleplay different occupations. - Literate style RP. - An 18+ community with a verification system.

Zombie Roleplay Server with dice system, based on the Slow Burn book series. You do not need to know the books, to be able to rp)) A virus breaks out in Africa, a mere fever people think, but it is much more than that. It is the beginning of people burning up so badly, that it fries their brain, till they become nothing more than maniac cannibals. But they are still alive and some of them have not gotten as high a fever as others

"The United Bonds of America requires you to connect the bond and rebuild the eagles wings during these harsh times of the eradication. As the afterlife is breaching through the living, a stick and rope isn't enough for keeping America alive." The year of 2048 has not been a peaceful year. Cities have fallen from the dead, spirits and poltergiests are haunting anywhere that they can haunt. People are attempting to stay strong and fight off the challenges that they go through, while some become bystanders and have no care for this world being fixed. The remaining government of the United Bonds of America calls for anyone to retake the states and to fix the world, including to get rid of any sort of terrorist organizations. -LBGTQ+ and nondivergence welcomed. -DID/OSDD Systems welcomed. -Literate to novella. -Roleplay is heavily based off of Death Stranding and small amounts of the walking dead. -No one under 16 is allowed to be in this server. -Non-toxic -IRL face-claims or art drawn

In January of 2007, the world died. A lab accident occurred, and before we knew it, the dead were coming back to life and devouring the living. The government only held up for so long until everything went to hell. Soon, the whole world was infected. There was no way this virus was ever gonna go away, so we might as well try to find a way out. Now in 2029, there are many communities for people to live in. People have learned how to survive, and the undead is pretty much normal at this point. Everyone has accepted that this is just humankind starting over. ———————— Welcome to Dead Walking! Dead Walking is a realistic zombie apocalypse roleplay server. We have deep lore, amazing roleplayers, and fun people for you to interact with. Hope to see you there!

Species: Ungulates (Hoofed mammals) Literacy: Literate Genre:Cosmic horror, Sci-Fi, Post-apocalypse, Mystery Age Range: 18+ (SFW) What is your biggest fear? It was the night a star fell from the sky. Thousands of eyes, both human and animal were directed towards the orange-tinted sky, powerless to stop the celestial visitor and unable to look away from it at the same time. With a thunderous roar the object collided with the ocean. The earth convulsed, much like a wounded animal, and split in two, forming a gaping wound — a bottomless Breach that stretched across the length of town swallowing entire streets as it grew. The trucks arrived in the morning. The humans left without a trace like rats fleeing from a sinking ship, and you… well, you are one of those unfortunate souls who was doomed by the virtue of not being able to speak. With this much uncertainty, only one thing is clear — humans are unkind cowardly gods, and nobody is coming back to save you.