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| Zombie Apocalypse RP; Braaaiiiiinnns | |
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| Tweet Topic Started: Jul 19 2012, 01:44 AM (907 Views) | |
| undeadbovine | Jul 19 2012, 01:44 AM Post #1 |
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RULER OF THE WORLD
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Zombie Apocalypse No one knows how it started. No one knows where the came from, but everyone remembers the day that the dead refused to stay in their graves. Now the world is overrun by the living dead. One bite, and you slowly become one of them. Most of the population has been converted to the shambling monsters, but there are still pockets of the living, fighting against the inevitable onslaught of the dead. You are one of those living. What will you do to survive? World Info
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| undeadbovine | Jul 19 2012, 01:59 AM Post #2 |
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RULER OF THE WORLD
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Ariel Thompson Gender: Female Age: 21 Weapon of choice: Speargun and Diving Knife Description (or optional image): Picture on Sta.sh. Will be improved once I get home. Personality: While still a kind person, Ariel has definitely hardened up since the onslaught of the apocalypse. She does her best to keep the living she finds alive, and help those she can, but she can be a bit singleminded when she sets a goal. She often has moments where she's silent and goes up to the crow's nest to be alone with her memories. Backstory: No one expected the beasts to actually reach Cinnabar, but once an infected arrived, it spread just as fast as it had on the mainland. Ariel's home island was no exception. When her father and her returned from a fishing trip, they found the island a wreck of monsters. Her father was bitten, but she was able to make it back onto the boat and out onto sea. Since then, she's been living off the sea, coming in to port to pick up supplies and any survivors she can find, but while she's always willing to help, she really is just looking for her two older brothers, who weren't on the island at the time of the attack. She's still holding out hope that they survived. Extra: - She sails a large ship that she 'borrowed' after the small fishing vessel she used from her father wasn't enough. She's renamed the ship "Oasis". George Gender: Male Age: 9 Weapon of choice: Slingshot. He's a very good shot, and he has a few sharper projectiles he uses against zombies but he mainly uses it to kill seabirds for food. He also has a small revolver but he's only uses it on zombies and hasn't had a chance to do so. He's not nearly as good with it either. Description (or optional image): A young small boy with sandy blonde hair and bright blue eyes. Dresses in tshirt and shorts with a light blue bandana holding his hair back. His slingshot is kept in his back pocket. Personality: Very shy and quiet, the advent of the apocalypse severely damped his friendly personality. He's very taken with Ariel, but with all others he can be a bit hostile and petulant, especially if he feels that anything of his is threatened. Backstory: No one really knows what really happened to George before the breakout because he no longer speaks. Ariel found him hiding on the deck of one of the ships she was stealing and took him in instantly. Extra: While he no longer speaks, he communicates with Ariel through a series of whistles that he's devised to send her messages. She has also been teaching him Morse code which he uses sometimes as well. Lincoln Gender: Male Age: 40 Weapon of choice: Machete and a Shotgun, but he prefers the Machete. ammo is limited on the shotgun. Description (or optional image): (Big black bald. Better desc to come) Personality: (quiet, harsh, VERY protective of his crew mates and ship) Backstory: tbd Extra: tbd [Her |
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| Letmis | Jul 19 2012, 03:11 AM Post #3 |
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Gabriella Emilia Cabel Gender: Female Age: 25 Weapon of choice: Crowbar or anything she can put together Ref-ish Personality: Still a quiet and thoughtful individual Gabby is well aware of the merits of throwing around her weight if she needs to. If needed she will step up to fill in a 'personality' role if the situation calls for it. She'll do what ever is needed of her even if it goes against her morals if it is for a person, or group, that she considers family. That being said having her father try to tear out her throat left deep enough mental scars that achieving family status could prove to be difficult. Backstory: The daughter and 'apprentice' of a self made auto mechanic Gabby is forever at home among cars or any other mechanical device she can get her hands on. A zombie Apocalypse were the last thing that she had ever expected to happen within her lifetime but besides the whole dad turning into a zombie and trying to kill her Gabby is taking the ordeal in stride. Armed with her handy crowbar, whatever makeshift weapon she can fabricate and her growing pack of Extra: Shiner, Murder Bird(Birdy) and Treads(Tank) have been turned into dogs that Gabby has picked up along the way. Shiner: Pitbull type dog (ex-bait dog) Birdy: Small yappy terrier kind of dog (ex-pet) Tank: Neapolitan Mastiff (ex-police dog) Edited by Letmis, Jul 19 2012, 04:00 AM.
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| AkoSiRess | Jul 19 2012, 04:35 AM Post #4 |
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Daniel Streak Gender: Male Age: 32 Weapon of choice: Machete (bolo), a large supply of Thermite, Winchester 1894 lever-action rifle Description (or optional image): Same as in ER, but with a lot more scars, and a much larger build (WIP in progress) Personality: A serious and battle-hardened ex-military colonel, he doesn't take sh*t lightly. His tough exterior shelters a compassionate heart. He cares for any survivor deeply, and any loss he makes affects him greatly. Backstory: Ever since Unova got infected, Dani immediately took everything but the kitchen sink into his bunker. Unfortunately, with his station in the Desert Resort, he had no chance of saving his family. Currently, he only sets out to refill both his ammo and food supply. Extra: Ability wise, he's an expert on close-combat, but he prefers fighting long-range. Edited by AkoSiRess, Jul 19 2012, 10:35 PM.
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| White_rabbitgirl | Jul 19 2012, 04:48 AM Post #5 |
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Joshua Imala Gender: Male Age: 22 Weapon of choice: Crossbow+ about a dozen arrows, SP shovel. (Always the shovel. <3 ) Description (or optional image):Image Personality: Joshua was sort of a typical country-boy, quiet but a sweetie if a very stubbon person once he puts his mind to something. But during the onslaught of the apocalypse and a series of events. Joshua has learned that not only the zombies that need to fear most.. it is the people themselves driven to desperate extremes to survive. There was an incident that cost both his parents lives and injured his grandpa... over a simple mistake. So Joshua has harden himself and does not trust ANYONE outside his own family and is very protective to them but Josh lightens up if he's near one of his siblings or...if he trusts you (A little) but always remains wary. Joshua rarely speaks unless he has to.If you leave Josh alone, he'll leave you alone. He lets his actions do the talking instead. Thankfully Josh is patient and won't outright attack you unless he notices...even the slightest hint of bad intentions. (But by then.. you'll be dead.) Even so, Joshua is far from cruel; it's his reluctance to trust that holds him back. Joshua's remaning family are a high priority to him. But he does show a flicker of kindness to struggling survivors. Joshua if.. he can will lend his assistance to give those who are being attacked a chance to escape or fight back but afterwards.. your on your own. So... it'll take much to convince Joshua to trust you to follow along unless you befriend either of his siblings, same goals or if he owes you. But if he actually trusts you even a little; Josh is reliable and will watch your back... but for your... sake, you better do the same. Backstory: When Unova was infected; Many officials have told the population to go to the cities for safety. But their grandfather and the family choose to remain on the ranch which was located far from the city at the desert resort believing to wait things out. It did not take long before the zombies came into the desert country. So the ranch suffered losses with their cattle and horses before they fought them off and managed to save only a handful of animals. Everyone did their best to pitch their efforts..fortified the fence, dig pitfalls whatever they could to protect themselves. At least, zombies are alot slower under the desert heat. Things were okay at first... they had their cows to make milk and other foods stock up, hunting. But then came a group of survivors asking for shelter. So Joshua's father did not see the issue and kindly let them in out of good faith. It was only later that night. It was reveled, they were bandits after the ranch and tried to take it by force. A terrible shootout occurred they fought back which Joshua's father, mother were killed and grandfather wounded before the invaders were either killed or driven out. This is what spur Joshua's nasty mistrust with others. After the incident the ranch cut themselves off and were... hostile to anyone who came near their home. However with supplies starting to run low and their grandfather still recovering for his injuries. Joshua made the risky decision to take Gata and Austro (Or Fearn) to go into the remaining cities to gather supplies. Extra: -In this AU; Joshua's grandfather is still alive. (Just in a world of pain.) The family members are (25) Beatrice, (23) Isaac and Nathan. (19). Often it's Beatrice and Isaac who stay and watch over the ranch with their grandfather. -Experienced as a tracker and observer, Joshua is more suited for mid range to close range combat. (He can whack your head with that shovel of his. ) -Josh constantly blames himself for the incident if he could had done more. It would had saved their parents and grandfather. -Soft spot for animals and children. -Joshua travels either on Austro or Fearn with Gata by his side. -Animals: Gata: A two year old golden lab; Family pet and watchdog. Gata is sweetie at heart but will attack if needed. Gata sniffs out zombies, food or survivors. Austro: The ranch's bull cow...Josh and Nathan actually found a way to ride him to make up for their lost of horses. Austro is alot more reliable than fearn due to his timidness. Warning: DO NOT APPROACH unless your with Josh otherwise..you'll get the business end of the horns. (Yes. You can actually ride a cow. But it's less than comfortable. ) Fearn: One of their last horses, somewhat of a chicken but makes up for it as a fast runner and jumper. 'Nathan' Nathaniel Imala (WIP)) Gender: Male Age: 19 Weapon of choice: Description (or optional image): (( WIP )) Personality: Unlike his brother... Nathan comes off as slightly more friendly however he's just as wary to strangers but again will not attack unless you pose a threat. He's friendly but he's not naive and will give out little information about himself..usually he lies though his teeth. But Nathan has been fighting zombies but he's still not used to fighting then and would rather run than fight. But both siblings are protective of eachother. Backstory: Extra: -No animals on hand. Edited by White_rabbitgirl, Jul 23 2012, 03:08 AM.
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| Yuriakashu | Jul 19 2012, 10:26 AM Post #6 |
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Ciel Lethe Gender: Male Age: 16 Weapon of choice: Electricity (lightning rod, grounding cord, battery pack on his back -- must be crank-recharged after five uses) Description (or optional image): eerily similar to what he has now . . . Personality: Timid but determined to stand his ground. He's survived this long, and he'll be damned if he stops living now. A loner. Backstory: The Tower was the perfect place for the zombies: plenty of corpses, plenty of people, and isolated enough for no one to stop them. Ciel got out only because of warnings sent previously by radio signals and bashing in the brains of several former comrades, the head priestess included. Something inside him died that day, trickled away and left an empty socket. Ever since then, the boy has traveled around from town to town, never staying long and having only one priority on his mind: survival. Extra (items): Flashlight (half-battery-life left), bits of copper coil, a cleaning cloth (because the lightning rod quickly becomes a jousting stick when its not at full-charge, and things get messy), rations . . . and anything he can find on the road. Occasionally, a stray cat with red eyes follows him, noms on a few offered rations, and leaves. Ciel has named it 'Fiend'-- it has a nice ring to it, for whatever reason. Edited by Yuriakashu, Jul 19 2012, 10:35 AM.
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| KantoMedic-Richter | Jul 19 2012, 10:54 AM Post #7 |
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Sgt. Marcus Richter Gender: Male Age: 32 Weapon of choice: Crowbar, bolt-action rifle Description (or optional image): Marcus is of average height for a man his age. He's kept his figure light over the years, mostly because of his chosen fighting style. A large scar dominates the right side of his face, and has hardened some of the facial muscles. He keeps his hair short (zombies love an easy handhold). His outfit is based off of utility, the humid weather surrounding his hometown of Cerulean dictated that a tanktop was almost a necessity - even before the undead swarms. Personality: Due in equal parts to the loss of his wife and his subsequent lack of social interaction, Marcus' personality has become noticeably muted. Before the outbreak, he was an energetic and passionate man, with an almost overwhelmingly happy disposition. Only time will tell if interaction with others can bring this side of Marcus back. Backstory: Marcus lived in Cerulean with his wife, Helena, until the zombies burst forth. Helena was lost when infected individuals were brought to the hospital. Marcus' SpecOps training kicked in, and he was able to escape with some basic supplies. Until now, Marcus has been wandering, simply trying to survive. Extra: Marcus is extremely skilled in close-quarters combat, as a left-over perk from his days in Kanto Special Operations. He carries a rifle with him, but as ammunition is severely limited, he only uses it when absolutely necessary. |
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| SomemuttupNorth | Jul 19 2012, 11:10 PM Post #8 |
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Alexander Collins Gender: Male Age: 25 Weapon of choice: Hatchet, M1911 pistol, Vickers .303 Machine Gun Description (or optional image): Still is around 5 foot 11 inches, but has lost weight. Hair has been cut to a ragged crew cut. His flight coat is torn and stained in several areas. His eyes are sunken, and have permanent bags around them. The aura of a wayward soul. Image Personality: Cold, calculating. Alex has lost all of his calm and gentle side, and is always alert. He is always blunt and to the point, and generally trusting few but himself. He sticks to the end of groups, and tries not to get too familiar with people. He will, however, help anyone in need, and will fight to the very end. Backstory: Alex is the only known survivor of the Mauville City attack four months ago. They had come in as the new power station was under maintenance, so no warning was given until it was far too late. If it weren't for a small biplane and a grass airstrip, Alex wouldn't be here right now. He's not sure if that's for the best or not. After losing almost everything dear to him, Alex wandered. Every city he tried to get to was either already overrun or was lost soon after arrival. His mind is still haunted by the screams, the cries of terror, and the unending moans that sentenced death. He scrounged the land, getting every resource he could, until he finally arrived at Mossdeep City. The islands were relatively intact following Hoenn's fall, and the airport had plenty of airplane fuel. With luck, he and the remaining refugees can attempt to retake the mainland, or die trying. Extra: Alex flies the original Raccoon fighter plane, and uses it for aerial reconnaissance around the islands. The Vickers machine gun on its wing also helps for strafing rotten flesh. Tabatha is long gone. Birds could detect the virus spreading, and all that could fled Hoenn in search of refuge. Arceus only knows whether they found any or not. Clyde is a large raccoon that escaped Mauville with Alex. Doesn't do much except eat and sleep, but is surprisingly light on his feet if he needs to flee. Alex uses him to herd the undead into tight spots, where he can either run off or cut them down. Alex drinks. Not too much, but to help relieve some of the memories that plague him. Running out of ale is the second biggest emergency to running out of aviation gas or bullets. He can usually be seen at night taking a swig from his sea-foam green flask, with the chipped Hoenn Star engraved into it. Edited by SomemuttupNorth, Aug 2 2012, 04:16 PM.
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| AriadneArca | Jul 21 2012, 04:34 AM Post #9 |
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Alistair and Hannah MacDonald Gender: Male and Female respectively Age: 25 Weapon of choice: Alistair has a fire axe, Hannah, a pistol with five bullets left. Description (or optional image): Alistair wears very padded clothing to stave off zombie bites - his jacket is looking a little worse for wear now, but it’s still serviceable and it has saved his life several times. Hannah is about five months pregnant (3mths at start of outbreak), and wears Alistair’s clothing and dark colours to disguise this, as well as large coats. She doesn't have any scars. ![]() Personality: Alistair is generally a kind, forthright guy, who isn't predisposed towards dishonesty - with the exception of lies that will protect Hannah, in which case he lies quickly and effortlessly. The fact that he’s usually so honest makes it more likely for people to swallow it. Hannah is intelligent, cold and standoffish, and will certainly come across to others as heartless given her generally unquestioning acceptance of any and all moves by Alistair to put her welfare above his own. Their experiences so far have lead Hannah to believe that everyone is out for themselves; Alistair is of the opinion that people are just scared and panicking but nevertheless still basically remain good underneath - though he understands the necessity of lying. Backstory: Hannah and Alistair are Sinnohan biologists who were on holiday to Kanto when the outbreak struck. They joined a small group of survivors from their Celadon holiday resort; however, when it was discovered that Hannah was pregnant, just over half of their team voted to expel them from their group, terrified that they may be slowed down by her. So far, they’ve kept alive through a combination of their own smarts and dumb luck, but they know they won’t last for long on their own. Hannah and Alistair will both lie, lie and lie again if it means that a survivor group will take them in and make Hannah’s safety a priority, trying to hide the fact of her pregnancy as long as they can - which so far has never been very long. Their best lie at the moment is that Hannah was working on a cure; she can bluff pretty well, and this can be backed up by the business cards they have from their old bioresearch company, which was actually investigating nothing of the sort. Nevertheless, they’ve already been kicked out of one or two survivor groups after being caught in their lies or owning up to them. Dao Thi Nguyen Gender: Female Age: 9 Weapon of choice: Her looted M1 rifle. She's actually not a bad shot, having practised a lot with BB guns as a kid, though it took her a while to adjust to a real gun. She currently has ammo to last three or four intense zombie encounters. Description (or optional image): - Tall for her age at 4'7" ![]() Personality: Tough, peppy, a bit impudent, thinks she knows it all. Knows enough to be wary and take zombies seriously but doesn't really believe she'll ever die, not really. She's good at keeping her head in a crisis, spotting opportunities that others miss in their haste or panic and getting out safely as a result. She is still a kid, though, and has a propensity for childishness. Backstory: Abandoned at birth, Dao has lived her life in children's homes. When the zombie outbreak started, the caretakers of her current home (a large, very sturdy old building) decided just to hole up and stay put. The adults got as much food as they could together and then just shut down the entire place. However, they forgot to account for the water systems shutting down or being contaminated, and kept drinking from the tap. Eventually, someone died from drinking the dirty water, and came back. Dao woke up in the middle of the night to a full-scale zombie breakout. She and a few other kids managed to make it out alive, upon which they scattered to the winds. She doesn't know what became of any of her friends, or even what really happened, and honestly she doesn't want to know. She probably half believes that she's going to find her friends when this is all over and they'll all have survived, but she hasn't said any of this to anyone because some part of her knows she's being childish. For weeks, she manages to survive alone - and then she bumped into Malcolm. For now, it seems as if they'll be travelling together. Extra: - Fancies herself an expert lockpicker and always carries a set of kirby grips with her, but is still a real amateur. - She's not as streetwise as she likes to believe - her last care home had a TV in each bedroom, and her knot-tying and fire-starting skills that she got from Cub Scouts* haven't come in much use. Her survival owes more to her own natural cunning and agility than it does to any previous preparation. - Her bag contain a small amount of supplies, ammo, a small pair of binoculars and a first-aid pack, including a small bottle of iodine for water purification that is beginning to run low. *In the UK, Cub Scouts is open to both genders - I put her here instead of with the Brownies because I imagine Dao to be the kind of girl who takes pride in running with the boys and vehemently objects to the colour pink. Just FYI in case of confusion! |
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| RoguishLoaf | Jul 21 2012, 10:00 AM Post #10 |
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Phyllis Perkins Gender: Female Age: 24 Weapon of choice: Fireaxe Description (or optional image): ![]() In the more modern world Phyllis wears her hair in modern fashions, with long blonde waves that reach her shoulders. She wears a striking knee-length dress in a pinkish-white with red polka-dots. Her nailpolish and shoes are a matching blood red. As much as she tries to scrub it off, her skin and dress are still stained with traces of congealed blood. Personality: Even the zombie outbreak can't dampen this cheery young actress' spirit. She always has a smile on her face whether she's cooking dinner or dismembering one of the walking dead with a trowel. She is almost pragmatic in her upbeatness, believing that as long as they have the morale to keep going and not kill and eat each other they will be able to make it through the outbreak. She is very resourceful and not one to be squeamish, refusing to flinch from retrieving used weapons from bubbling corpses or eating zombie flesh stew - whatever she needs to do to carry on. Backstory: With a population as thick as Vermillion's, it didn't take long for the zombies to spread. Phyllis holed up for as long as she could in her studio with her cameraman Wilbur, who was determined to chronicle their survival so that something would be left of them even if they didn't survive. They couldn't stay there for long, however. With very little food, it was only a week before they had to venture out into the wasted streets to scavenge for food. They didn't get far. As hard as Phyllis fought back against the zombies there were just too many, and in their rush to flee the city Wilbur was taken by the hoard. Phyllis took his camera with her and fled on alone, managing to survive by stealth and scavenging. Some would say she snapped between losing Wilbur and finding the other survivors. She would just say she figured out the best way to survive. Extra: - Phyllis is almost scarily competent with her axe. - She is still keeping a video diary on Wilbur's camera. - She is the type to always volunteer to help around camp - with cooking, with setup, with foraging for supplies. - She rarely sleeps. She only watches. Edited by RoguishLoaf, Jul 27 2012, 06:35 PM.
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| ver | Jul 22 2012, 02:14 PM Post #11 |
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Malcolm Alvand Gender: MANGER. I mean, male. Age: 29 Weapon of choice: Sledgehammer as primary weapon; also has a machete/saw blade and a knife, though the latter is mainly used for food preparation. Description (or optional image): ![]() The pockets are attached to his belt by velcro straps in case an infected gets hold of them. He has similar pockets on straps on his back. He has a long-sleeved grey shirt with a turtle neck underneath the black leather coat. His shoes are well-fitting, dark wellingtons. Personality: A gruff, introverted misanthropist, Malcolm's outview on the apocalypse can be summed up as "every man on his own". While his ruthlessly pragmatic ways and grim demeanor may come off as inhuman to the more hopeful survivors, he's in no way cruel or spiteful. He's just doing what he can and what he must to survive and he couldn't care less what others think of it. Backstory: A tattooist with prior experience working on construction sites, Malcolm was far more fit for survival then his colleagues from the small Saffron-based tattoo parlor they were working in until the zombie outbreak. Living in the dodgier parts of town, bars in windows and a sturdy door were the regular enforcement for their building and the group of four employees barricaded themselves inside, waiting for help, occasionally rushing out and scavenging food from a nearby mall. When help never came and the area became overrun by too many undead pushed away from the barricaded central parts of the city, the tattooists had no choice but to flee further to the outskirts and finally beyond the borders of Saffron. Soon, tension ran high due to very different approaches at dealing with other survivors and even themselves and Malcolm decided to ditch his companions and fight for survival on his own. It was a clear, cold morning, one of a few consecutively successful days of scavenging, when he ran into a cheeky kid who'd break his streak as a lone survivor. Inventory: a few packets of matches, a lighter, flashlight with fresh batteries and one last set of batteries for it, straps of glue-on velcro, fishing wire, a collapsible marlin fishing rod. Extra: Malcolm won't be making friends, only convenient acquaintances, and he'll put his own safety above that of anybody else. If you can't keep up or are too much of a hassle to maintain, he will not waste his time and resources on you. He doesn't have a soft spot for women, children or animals, whatever him traveling with Dao may suggest. The girl is useful to him and she's easier to control and keep alive then an adult or adolescent. His main goal right now is finding a desolate place he can live off of for a longer amount of time. Is willing to run a more risky errand or do a favor in exchange for a half-mask respirator or filters for one. |
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| Maniette | Jul 23 2012, 09:42 AM Post #12 |
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Nathan Ward Gender: Male. Surprisingly. Age: 24 Weapon of choice: Tends to run more than fight, but if forced wields a nasty frying pan and meat cleaver, with some shovel on the side. Description (or optional image): ![]() White polo shirt, black jeans, extremely comfortable black runners and a light green apron, all of which is bloodstained. Personality: Thanks to a severe Type B personality, Nathan is all but the ultimate pushover. Before the zombies came he was pretty low in any kind of social pecking order he found himself in. Besides around Mika and Elias, he's generally quiet, believing that his opinions are generally meaningless and that no-one else would want to listen to them anyway. He only opens up to his two friends, especially to Mika, and trusts them both completely. After the outbreak, he finds it extremely hard to relax, and prefers to only speak when spoken to, unless he's found something useful. The main thing that hasn't changed is an often surprising core of steel, that lets him fight the zombies mercilessly and come out sane. Backstory: Just an average kid for most of his life. Always the quiet one, generally bullied and pushed around by everyone else, despite being the tallest pretty much the entire time. Dropped out of school around year 10 and found an apprenticeship in building. Stayed with that for about five years, then moved to a culinary apprenticeship. On the day the apocalypse broke out, he'd been running late to work. Doing so saved his life; the rest of the kitchen had been killed by zombies. When he came in he was almost immediately attacked by the sous-chef, and barely survived unbitten by chopping the chef's lower jaw off with a cleaver. Stocked up on supplies from the kitchen and nearby 24-7 shop, and fled to find his friends. Inventory: A large duffel-bag that he'll carry over one shoulder. Lots of tinned food and a can-opener, a small blowtorch, a second smaller fry pan and set of knives for culinary use, as well as disinfectant just in case. Actually holds a wide variety of weapons, almost none of which he uses. He stockpiles weapons in the hope that someone will want to trade with him for useful supplies. He also carries some of Elias and Mika's equipment when their bags are full. Never complains about his stock, no matter how heavy it might get. Extra: - A few months back he found a hyena that had escaped from a circus, which had already left town. Started feeding it, and got bitten several times before he gained her trust. The bitch now refuses to leave the back area of the building, especially when Nathan starts his shift, and he continues to feed her. Has named her Corey. - Corey often attacks zombies. No-one touches her foodmangirl. Also tries to eat them, but quickly spits them out because they taste extremely foul. Yet continually keeps trying. |
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| Beltaguise | Jul 25 2012, 10:59 PM Post #13 |
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Karl Materdae Gender: Male Age: 26 Weapon of choice: Crowbar. He also keeps a saw chain in one of his pouches, though this mostly isn't used. Description: ![]() Personality: Comes off as kind of a jerkass, mostly because he is one. He loves people, as long as they're useful to him. He'll only join a group of survivors for as long as their supply of food or booze lasts, and then he'll leave them to fend for themselves. Still it's a bloody miracle he's not dead yet, as he can be rather hotheaded, would rather fight then run away, and usually rushes to attack any undead he sees. Backstory: Left home at the age of 16, trying to get away from the constant fighting between him, his brother and his father. Determined to make it on his own, so he'd never have to go back to working on a farm in no-man's land, he moved to Kanto. Nothing went quite as planned though, and he mostly moved around the region doing odd jobs and living off of much more generous people. The zombie apocalypse might have been the best thing to happen him. Extra: -Technically, he's trying to find a way back to Sinnoh, to see if his brother and sister are still alive. A farm in the mountains sounds much better now that the cities are full of undead. Edited by Beltaguise, Aug 1 2012, 12:07 AM.
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| Colatechi | Jul 28 2012, 09:40 AM Post #14 |
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McKenie Vallerojo Thatcher Gender: Female Age: 24 Weapon of choice: Rifle, machete she wields like a fencing foil Description (or optional image): ((Pending)) Personality: Calm, collected, viciously deadpan and a little pessimistic. Unlike her twin brother, McKenzie has a tendancy to think things through and always thinks before she acts. She's known by her peers for being rather blunt, and not hesitating to call them on their mistakes, and this goes double for when she's talking to Elias. She surprisingly, CAN get along rather well with children, and has a rarely seen gentle side that comes out when people need some form of comfort. Her bedside manner has not suffered during the duration of this invasion- though now it mostly gets put towards Talking to Nathan and keeping other people calm. She absolutely hates being touched, and will react to any physical contact she hasn't initiated by lashing out if you catch her by surprise, usually with whatever she has on hand. She's not too keen on trusting people, usually, but if Elias happens to think that you're worth trusting, she'll make an effort to be nice. Backstory: ((PENDING)) Extra: Sister to Elias Vallerojo Thatcher |
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| Nighthead | Aug 2 2012, 10:57 AM Post #15 |
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Name Elias Vallerojo Thatcher Gender: Male Age: 24 Weapon of choice: Combat Shotgun Description (or optional image): Personality: Baller, energetic, optimistic and a complete spazz Backstory: Tobe added soon. Extra: Brother to McKenzie Vallerojo Tatcher. Has a pet Pot Cactus and Scorpion. Edited by Nighthead, Aug 2 2012, 10:58 AM.
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