Alpha Z - Zombie Apocalypse with a Feral Twist

[Dante]

Credit to @-Kuroko- for this being his initial creation and in thanks for giving me permission to run this

@ShayBear @Transparent @~Dark Disney~ @FemmeFatale @Pyralithia

@Alexstrasza Remember you were in the first run of this if still still if your cup of tea

Plot Rules IC and Discord Alpha's and Beasts Carriers and Immunity Setting Character Sheet

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  The year is 2059 a dangerous pathogen known as "Vrykolas-Romero Virus" (VRV) Began infecting humans throughout the eastern side of North America approximately six months ago. The VRV is unlike any other virus humankind has ever seen before. The initial strain of the virus was to cure all deadly diseases; it was supposed to be the next big thing! The cure for all cures! It was totally ambitious and dangerous; they knew it had complications, but how bad they did not realize. The VRV mutated in its hosts killing them after two weeks of exposure, sometimes faster depending on the individual person. After death it could take several minutes or even hours for the corpse to reanimate itself, these reanimated corpses have collected quite a few nicknames. "Walkers," "Walking dead," "Z's," and many others. These creatures only know one thing. The need to feed.
  
  Since the appearance of these "Zombies" worldwide panic was quick to ensue, the larger cities taking the fall first. The Americans were blamed, since they are the ones who engineered the virus, and left to their own devices while the other countries fended for themselves. A group of close knit scientists and some Government officials locked themselves away in their own private bunker to attempt to cure this virus. Whether they are still in activity the rest of the country does not know.
  
  As for the survivors they have made their own discoveries about the undead that the scientists never predicted.
  
  Some never stopped mutating.
  
  The mutations ranged from pack like hunting techniques. Some were so fast, the likelihood of you getting away were so slim it hurt. There were some who retained some of their intelligence, preferring to become an Alpha. Then there were the "Beasts", the animals that contracted the VRV. Depending on the species that contracted it depended on the mutations that it took on. Most of the animals died off in response to the mutations, their bodies unable to handle it even in their undead state. Most animals developed "mole" like senses, losing all ability to see at all. Most of them also do not come out during the day, as the sun severely damages their body beyond what already has been done by the virus. All "Beasts'' are found under the command of an Alpha. There are those who are known as "False-Carriers" These people are believed to be just like Carriers, but unfortunately their "Immunity" is temporary. False-Carriers are ones who are most likely to turn into Alphas or some other mutated creature.
  
  There are those who are somehow immune to the VRV and thus become "Carriers." Because they can still infect other people, only by coming in contact with their blood or saliva, a lot of the other survivors will try to kill them. Some feel they should be able to survive just like everyone else.
  
  
  Now here is where the survivor comes into play. Some survivors managed to escape the initial outbreak, whether by sheer luck and determination or because they simply had the skills for it. They could have been a part of an evacuation group or thought that it would be better to escape on their own or with someone else and staying away from large groups. They all have heard of a so called "Safe-haven" for all those that have survived. It was ironic too that it was called "Heaven." There are other safe places as well, but "Heaven" is the most significant one. Survivors could either be searching for "Heaven", searching for one of the other safe places, or they want to stay as far away from it as possible.
  
  Where will you be? Where will you go? What will you do? Who will you be?
  
  But while this small light of security breeds a bit of hope into the world, rumors spread of Alphas beggining to work alongside one another gathering their strength as they claim their own territories in the fallen cities of the world.
  
  
  With the year being a good four decades ahead of RL present day. Technology is also slightly more advanced so feel free to come across with *slightly* futuristic tech especially if your character is going to take more of a scientific approach to things. Most tech if it is plot affecting or a bit "out there" will need to go through me and any Co-Gm's for approval and for us to understand on the same page
  
  
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  [warning]I RESERVE THE RIGHT TO DENY OR REMOVE ANY PLAYER FOR ANY REASON
  
  Please do not let this frighten you as I am very easy to get along with especially if you can handle smart ass personas. I just find this the easiest way to deal with unpleasant childish drama without having to host applications or needlessly selective invitations for the RP.[/warning]
  
  ACTIVITY & POSTING
  
  TBD - However I hope to not be forced to put an actual demand on posts or installing some punitive system for being inactive/ removal from the RP. Let's aim for at least twice a week minimum and please come to myself or a CO-GM if you are struggling with time or inspiration
  
  LITERACY
  
  I expect you to have a basic understanding of the English language. Please no L33t(leet) speak or Text talk (i.e. lol,ttyl, etc) No ONE LINERS, I would like everyone to strive for at least a paragraph but of course am understanding to the fact we all won't have so much to respond to in every single post.
  
  
  
  
  Everyone is going to probably have a sad backstory. I mean it is the Zombie Apocalypse. Whether it happened because of the apocalypse or before doesn't matter.
  
  
  Be creative as you possibly can with your characters.
  
  
  
  
  Anime pictures or Anime/realistic pictures please. No Real face claims. (This is possibly negotiable if the majority would rather this be REAL Faceclaims)
  
  
  
  You are only allowed 2 characters at a time. If one of your characters die you may ask to create a new one. (If you prove you can be consistently active with your 2 I can easily consider giving you a 3rd)
  
  
  
  Not everyone can be a Carrier, If you wish to be a Carrier you must clear it with me first. I will be limiting Carriers to TBD.
  
  
  
  
  Immunes will not be allowed unless I and a Co-GM approve. (Which will not be approved until much later in the RP. I may consider doing a dice roll for you to determine if you make that miraculous 1% chance. All in all I am trying to avoid everyone being naturally immune with the AB- Blood Type.
  
  
  We ask that you remain friendly towards your fellows in OOC, anything but will result in being kicked out of the roleplay.
  
  No Godmodding or controlling other's characters without approval
  
  Feel free to come to me for any personal arc ideas you may have as I want to try and give everyone some plot central "spotlight" for their characters provided we can figure out an idea. This may include your character being bitten or something else that is dramatic and able to draw inspiration as well as let your character shine, be the hero, or have his or her tragic fall
  
  
  Please do join the discord if you can, this will make it easier to keep in quick contact with people. If you experience any issues or personal IRL matters that keep you away for so long, let any of the GMs know. (Side note: Many think that using discord for IC encourages much faster responses so that option is up there if everyone is willing. So please let me know your thoughts)
  
  
  
  This is a Zombie Apocalypse Roleplay, there will be blood, gore, violence, dark themes, torture, etc. Please be aware of this. As for if this will be Open Star (Whatever the none bedroom verbage is) or Red Star will be determined on the interest. If we are full of Red Star writers I am fine with locking it in there.)
  
  
  
  Romances can blossom in an Apocalypse just as well, but please remember don't let things get too steamy. That is not a focus here. ( Mainly for Open Star)
  
  
  
  
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  In-Character
  
  Discord
  
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  Alpha's are the ones who were once "False-Carriers" They stayed human for a while after being bitten. Until they showed symptoms and turned. As they turn they experience a high level of excruciating pain. They will bleed from their ears, eyes, nose, and mouth. Intense vomiting may take place as well.
  
  After turning they retain intelligence, but with their change they experience a mutation in abilities. For example, enhanced strength, speed, sight, hearing, etc. While one thing is heightened they lose something. Say an Alpha has enhanced strength, lift and throw cars and such, but they may not be able to hear. (If you do not understand what is allowed, please ask or send a WIP Bio for approval.)
  
  Alpha's may or may not hide among the survivors, but this is highly unlikely due to the fact that an Alpha keeps a "pack"
  
  A "pack" can consist of one species of animals that have turned, "beasts", These are the only things that Alpha's will prefer to have around them unless they come into contact with another Alpha. Or are under the leadership of the First Alpha.
  
  Alpha's also experience some sort of mental instability once they become an alpha.
  
  Alphas will experience one or both things, the need to feed or the immense need to kill anything living. (i.e. survivors.)
  
  Alphas are not invincible, they can die. They are harder to kill than any normal zombie. Since they can think and strategize.
  
  All Alphas will either have red, gold, or black eyes. Even if they had blue eyes when they were alive, after they turn the eyes change.
  
  All Alphas will be extremely sensitive to sunlight, though not as dramatically sensitive as normal zombies.
  
  "Beasts" are animals, whether they were housepets, wild animals, zoo animals, etc.
  
  The "VRV" killed most animals, but some held a strand of DNA that the virus mutated. Turning the animals into "Beasts" They hunger for flesh like zombies.
  
  Most "beasts" will have lost sight and will rely on smell and hearing, this is due to the mutation. Unless, your animal relies on sight, this will most likely pertain to birds.
  
  Alphas can influence a single pack of these "Beasts". In fact it is encouraged that they do. Whether it is simply a protective measure or an aggressive measure.
  
  For example: If your Alpha has enhanced sight, they may take advantage of a pack of birds, for their sight.
  
  Remember if your Alpha is from out of state you may use zoo animals or animals native to that state, but remember your "pack" is not invincible either.
  
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  "Carriers" are those who simply become Carriers of the VRV. Meaning these people can be bitten, but not turn or show any signs of turning.
  
  They however will be able to infect others, by the same means. Biting, or others coming into contact with their blood or saliva through a wound or other.
  
  "Immunes" are more rare than anything. Those with AB negative blood types, 1% of all the population in the US, are completely immune to VRV.
  
  AB negative types have a higher resistance to the infection.
  
  After 2 weeks of exposure, the white blood cells in the body treat it just as it is, a virus, causing all traces of the infection to be all but non-existent.
  
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  Atlanta, GA and its surrounding area
  (I do not expect you to be an expert about the area, but using google and google maps may be a good idea to help you out.)
  However the RP is subject to move anywhere but will most likely remain between central and eastern US
  
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  IMAGE
  Survivor / Carrier
  Name
  ⇢Nickname
  ⇢Age
  ⇢Carrier
  ⇢Birthdate
  ⇢Height
  ⇢Weight
  ⇢Sex
  ⇢Orientation
  ⇢Build
  ⇢Occupation
  ⇢Gear
  ⇢Likes
  ⇢Skills
  ⇢Dislikes
  ⇢Weaknesses/Fears
  ⇢Bio
  
  ⇢Personality Traits and Flaws
  
  ALPHA CS
  IMAGE
  
  ⇢Alias, Real Name
  ⇢Age, Birthdate
  ⇢Height, Weight
  ⇢Eye Color
  ⇢Sex, Orientation
  ⇢Build
  ⇢Gear (If Applicable)
  ⇢Mutations (Generally try to really strengthen one sense or attribute, slightly to another, and weaken another. Ex. Incredibly Strong, Potent Sense of Smell, Blind or Loss of Cordination)
  ⇢Pack Animal (Alpha's typically stick to one sort of animal to gather and command)
  ⇢Likes
  ⇢Dislikes
  ⇢Skills
  ⇢Weaknesses/Fears
  ⇢Bio (Life before and during infection, current goals if anything more exciting than killing and eating)
  

 

[Shayla]

I am ready! Bring on the Zombie fun!

 

[Tainted Mushroom]

Heyoooo, I'm ready Freddy!

 

[Pyralithia]

I'll have an order of Alpha and Survivor please~ lol

 

[Pyralithia]

Survivor - ???

⇢Name:
Velkan Trinket
⇢Nickname:
Vel, Kahn, V
⇢Age:
28
⇢Carrier:
No
⇢Birthdate:
June 6th
⇢Height:
6'8
⇢Weight:
245
⇢Sex:
Male
⇢Orientation:
Bi-Sexual

⇢Build:
Muscular/Buff/Tone
⇢Occupation:
Retired Military/Contractor
⇢Gear:
He wears a Kevlar shirt, bulletproof vest, a light armor plated leather trench coat and gloves
Currently Equipped: A large Pack, Dual 9mm Pistols with silencers, 3x 9mm Magazines, a triple barrel 12 gauge shotgun with laser sights & light, 18x Shells, 3x frag grenades, a small medkit, a combat knife, 3x Cans of food, Full Canteen, 3 Bottles of Water, 2x Freeze Dried Food, Standard Flint Fire Starter, Small Canteen of Gasoline, Wallet, and Dog tags.
⇢Likes:
Music - Alcohol - Fruit - Swords/Knives - Nature - Animals - Wesley (sometimes) - Close Combat - Kind/Reliable People - Tinkering

⇢Skills:
Hand-to-Hand Combat - Acute Hearing - Quick Reflexes - Smarter than he Looks - Adept in most Weaponry - Boy Scout (he can hunt stuff and make like big fire) - Engineering/Crafting
⇢Dislikes:
Being Underestimated - Stick in the Mud's - Using Others/Users - Needless Death - Being Snuck up On - Bugs
⇢Weaknesses/Fears:
Vel is tall, like giant tall, which also means most things are shorter, which equals a lot of thunks to the head via doorframes, signs, ect.
He's strong but pays for it through lack of agility
He HATES bugs, if he see's one within a 5ft radius he will either vehemently murder it or have someone else do it while he runs away (most likely Wesley) except Lady Bugs and Butterflies....Their tolerable.
The fear of losing those under his care can sometimes cause him to be a bit paranoid and reckless with his own health
He has a sensitive sense of smell that sometimes can overwhelm him so he keeps a bandanna on hand in case
He's not against taking orders but only if their from someone he respects, otherwise he struggles with authority

⇢Bio:
Velkan was a generally nice kid if a bit of a trouble magnet, he had a knack for always finding the wrong place at the wrong time to be in. Didn't help that he was an orphan from the age of 4 after both his parents were killed in a mugging gone wrong while he was at home with the babysitter. After that he was sent through the foster system, he had a few foster parents as he grew up but none of them stuck after realizing Velkan's aptitude for getting in trouble one way or another. This grew a rebellious streak in the silver haired boy seeing that even though most of the "incidents" weren't his fault, he was still shunned for them. So he thought "Why not give them a reason then?" suffice to say it didn't end well. In the end Vel was never truly adopted so when he hit 16 he studied his butt off, got his GED, and got the hell outta there.

He had a steady job as a Mechanic for a few years and when he was 18 he was approached by some recruiters for the military, they were interested in the intelligence and skill he showed towards engineering while in High School and asked if he was willing to put those skills to work for the government. Granted given his life in t he "governments" care Vel wasn't exactly all for being the army's dog, but the offer was too sweet to pass up and...He would get to blow stuff up! Of course he accepted. He grew to learn even more of engineering/explosives as well as all kinds of weaponry, hand-to-hand combat, and battle through his 2 tours.

During this time Velkan ended up in the same squad as Wesley, or rather Sergeant Barrel up his Ass as Vel liked to call him. At first their relationship was rocky given their rather different personalities. But it didn't take long for Vel to see Wesley was someone he could respect, he wasn't just some snooty ass that threw his weight around and took his comrades for granted like he had seen so much before. He cared for his team, he listened to their opinions, and he never acted like he was better than them even with his higher rank. Soon the two found a deep kinship in one another as they fought, survived, celebrated, and mourned together. Velkan never really knew what family felt like, or what a sibling should be, but Wesley was the closest thing to a brother he ever had.

In between tour's Wesley took him home to meet his wife and adorable son Kei who he cherished like his own nephew. At the end of his 2nd tour Velkan decided he had enough of the military and wanted to try life as a civilian, as much as he could at least. even though Wesley was still in the midst of his own deployment this didn't stop their friendship. It was less than a year after when the outbreak hit, Velkan was employed as a contractor for a big military bio company at the time. Not long after Wesley reached out and offered him an escort job for some high priority scientists. Of course he accepted, he wasn't gonna leave his brother hanging afterall.

But they failed, overrun with zombie's and a particularly nasty Alpha their charge's were killed and Wesley was knocked unconscious while Velkan somehow managed to finish off the Alpha and escape with Wesley. They were alone now and had only 1 goal in mind, to survive and get back to Hanna and Kei.
⇢Personality:
Traits: Confident - Inquisitive - Brave (bugs aside) - Intelligent - Honest - Loyal - Cunning - Goofy - Laid Back
Flaws: A bit reckless - Stubborn - Overprotective - Too Curious - Sarcastic - Guarded/Distrusting
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[Dante]

SFC Wesley Dawson

31
Carrier
February 28th
6'2"
185
Male
Heterosexual
Fit, Athletic, Lightly Muscular and Toned
Army Sniper, Ranger​

Bio/History

Wesley was born to a single drug addicted mother and a separated absent alcoholic father alongside his younger sister in San Antonio Texas. Immediately pushed to the sidelines in his 'parents' lives he quickly had to skip most of his childhood and mature himself into a steady supporter of the family to help raise his younger sister. From as early as ten years old Wesley was already selling gimmicks door to door, mowing lawns, doing other odd jobs, to help get a bit more food on the table as well as allow his sister Melissa to have a bit easier of a time growing up and actually enjoying the life a child deserves in their beginning years. In his young teens Wesley would confront his father that had only come around a handful of times over the years and was happily confronted with a drunken assault that nearly left Wesley hospitalized. Despite all of these difficulties Wesley remained a kind and thoughtful child most of his life and even began to accel in school at the start of his sophomore year. Impressing universities, military branches, and potential employers due to his work ethic and performance as well as extracurricular activities.

He would do anything he could to get out of the house and at the end of his high school senior year his mother had even taken steps towards recovery from her awful habits all while his sister began to take her first steps of her own into high school doing all she could to impress her older brother with the opportunities he helped provide her. Over the years Wesley decided even with the many scholarships and choices he had for his education he found he was still lost on what he wanted to do with his life and instead joined the US Army as an Infantryman while Melissa would go on to join a major Ivy League University at Columbia in New York City.

Going almost immediately into a few tours and maneuvering into Sniper training Wesley found his skillset and what he was meant to do. Fight for something. Able to just think back to the family he had back home and his fellow friends and brothers in arms that deserved to get back to their own children, spouses, and family members.

The Sergeant would return home early from one of his last deployments and surprise his sister while also receiving the great news of how better their mother was doing with her recovery, being clean for more than a year now. Walking to the common area of one of the dorm buildings where he came and walked towards Melissa speaking to another woman about a variety of things. Stopping a moment as his nerves that had laid dormant for years it seemed suddenly came to life. Pride swelled within him over the woman his sister had become but there was more. The woman she was with, the fellow student was breathtaking to him in simple terms. Catching the woman's eyes before his sister noticed her staring elsewhere and turned nearly screaming with excitement as she ran and launched herself into Wesley's arms as well as quickly introduced her brother to her best friend, the woman he would ask out only weeks later.

Sparks quickly flew between the two and the relationship still held strong even after another tour away from the states. The day he came home he spent the day finding the one thing he needed before facing both his sister and girlfriend so the same night he was able to propose to her at a celebration dinner between the two of them as well as his sister and her current boyfriend. As Wesley's life came to be brighter than it had ever been tragedy would strike only half a year into his marriage as his sister and mother were killed in a drunk driving accident only a month after he was told about his wife's pregnancy.

His joy was cut short and it was a difficult time for Wesley but knowing his parents both fell to similar disasters in their own lives he allowed his wife Hanna in to his problems and let her give the support he needed to move on with her and their son, Kei.

The last happy years would pass and soon would be called into one last mission only a month or two after the first outbreak of this new virus, an assignment to protect a small group of scientists researching the virus and trying to develop a cure. Giving his wife one last kiss and kneeling in front of his son as they traded one another's dog tags before saying goodbye.

Now six months after the spread of the virus began Wesley has been separated and believes the group he was assigned to be deceased and has desperately been tracing his steps to find his family once again.

Gear
Large Military Pack (With Camelbak) | Five Cans of Food, Filled Canteen, Two Bottles of water, 1911 Handgun, 4x 45 magazines (Filled), Silencer, Combat Knife, Small First Aid Kit, Picture of Wife and Son, Sons handmade dog tags, bipod, MEL A.I. Device, tourniquet, Multi-Tool, Deployable Zip Line

⇢Likes

• Long Range Weapons - Very attuned and knowledgeable of most weaponry, but favors a rifle and a good range between him and his target
  
• Honest and Reliable Individuals - Trust is not easily achieved or given but it is nice to be able to relax a bit around a few of those you trust
  
• Children - As hardened as he is, he has never found it easy to kill children undead or otherwise. Likes the small memories the bring of his time with his own son
  
• Motivation - Likes clear goals to motivate himself, Every man needs something to fight for otherwise..what is the point.
  
• His Wife and son above all else - Would do nearly anything for them and would take a bullet or a bite without a moment of hesitation

⇢Strengths

• Stealth - Is able to calm and quiet himself and his movements under nearly any situation
  
• Perception/Observation - Always keeps his eyes and attention open to any movements around him
  
• Precision - Extremely Deadly at any medium to long range distance while still being a capable combatant at close range with small arms
  
• Hand to Hand Combat - A wide and well practiced based of combatives to grapple and subdue and enemy or in most cases keep a single zombie away from any successful chances at biting him
  
• Survival - Knows how to live off of his surroundings and on the little necessities he may have access to as well as navigation with the simplest of tools or information

⇢Dislikes

• Selfish Individuals - Can't stand watching people turn against each other for the smallest of things especially in the world we live in now.
  
• Power Struggles - If one is capable to lead than he should do so for the betterment and survival of others, not just for his own selfish and controlling desires
  
• Lazy people - Everyone needs to do their part unless they want to become another walking corpse

⇢Fears

• Never finding his family
• Seeing his family die or worse..be reanimated
• Failing his son
• Hurting his family or becoming one of the Undead

⇢Traits

• Disciplined
• Loyal
• Honest
• Kind
• Determined
• Patient
• Deadly

⇢Flaws

• Reserved
• Blunt
• Stubborn
• Self Sacrificing
• Cold in his anger
• Overprotective of those he has left
• Burdened

Relationships

Hanako Dawson - Wife
Kei Dawson - Son
Zoey Crawford - Unacquainted Adopted Daughter
Velkan Trinket - Best Friend and Colleague​

 

[Dante]

Editing out info as needed as these charries will be for Plot / Conflict / Drama and may not be discovered by the main charries for a time

Alpha
Name Unknown
⇢Height
6'6
⇢Weight
215
⇢Sex
Male
⇢Build
Very toned athletic build
⇢Mutations
Not fully revealed, Has shown unbelievable regenerative abilities, hunting tactics, and most potently, his intense physical strength
⇢Pack Animal
Unknown

⇢Threat / Gathered Intel


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Alpha
Crowfather
⇢Height
- 6'0
⇢Weight
- 165
⇢Sex
- Male
⇢Build
- Thin and plain with a pale complexion
⇢Gear
- Throwing Knives
⇢Mutations
-Very Agile and Highly Perceptive due to his greatly increased sense of hearing but lost full use of his eyes. Uses his pack to see for him. Also is below human standards of average physical strength.
⇢Pack Animal
-A large flock of crows that generally scatter and act as his eyes and group up on command to hunt or defend himself

⇢Threat / Gathered Intel

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[Shayla]

Hanako Eirana Tsubaki Dawson

⇢Nickname |
Hana , Anna, Mrs. Dawson , Black Butterfly

⇢Age |
27 Year's Old

⇢Carrier | No.

⇢Birthdate |
July 12th

⇢Height |
5'6

⇢Weight |
195 lbs

⇢Sex |
Female

⇢Orientation | Heterosexual ~ Married to Wesley Dawson

⇢Build | Athletic Build ~ Petite facial features ~ Long Legs ~ Voluptuous Body Features

⇢Pack | First Aid Kit , Lighter , Matches , Flashlight , Ammo , Change of Clothes , Photograph of her Husband and Son together, Leash , Spare Keys , Lockpick set , Brush , Lotion , Pain Killers , Sunglasses, Vitamins , Dog Muzzle , Silencer , Handgun , Several small pocket knives , Two bottles of water , Several powder juice packets , 8 cans of dog food. Separate Food bag , Rope , Harness and Caribeners , Various other items.

Weapons:
Modified M4A1 Carbine
Traditional Gold Encrested Katana - Family Heirloom
Japanese 1908 Hino-Komuro Pistol

Current Transportation: Black/Tinted Window Suburban 8 passenger vehicle - All Terrain Durability

⇢Occupation |Pediatric Doctor

⇢Biography |

Hana was born in her family's countryside getaway home away from the bustle of the city. She was born to the CEO of Tsubaki Industries , an up and coming thriving company whom dealt in Military grade weaponery and various other specializations. Her father was an ambitious man who cherished his company more than his family. But , one could say he always held a great love for her angelic mother , Ino. Her mother cherished her and with that she never would once need for anything in her lifetime. Of course , as she grew with each passing day she realized all that she was entitled to and yet never once did she allow for it to go to her head. Her mother would always tell her that the greatest of all treasures to be had in this world was that of a kind and giving heart. When she looked into her mother's softened blue eyes she knew that the words she spoke were true. As she grew older , she began to develop not only that of her mother's beauty and father's stubbornness but , that of her mother's skill atop a horse.

It was then , that her father began to have her instantly trained and she couldn't have been any happier than in that moment. It had been the one decent thing he had done for her in her lifetime and she took it for that. She conquered and won every competition she was in and held her reigning titles proudly for her family. At fifteen , she was still continuing on with her riding as she began to study at Primwood Academy for Young Women. There , she exceeded and was well loved by all and looked up to. Yet , not everything can stay fairytale perfect. Something must shatter at some point in life. At seventeen , her mother became dreadfully ill with stage four cancer in her liver.. Hana's life slowly began to slip and before the blink of an eye, her mother had been stolen from her. A light within Hana's heart diminished and with that she put a wall up solidly around her heart in fear of all else that she could lose.

She had kept herself locked away from everything and everyone and her light in life had begun to diminish. It was one day , her father came to enter her room with a stern look held to his features. He held out the contract to her forthcoming arranged marriage to another thriving CEO's son called , Hyato , Her father wanting to throw her into a loveless engagement to a boy she hated since she was but a mere child. It was then and there , she decided to live the life she wanted and to live the one her mother had intended for her to.

She graduated with top honors from her school and then without hesitation , transferred as an exchange student to America to study at Columbia University in Literature. It was there , she met her closest friend , Melissa. It was through her that she found someone who would listen and understand the troubles that her family name brought down upon her and the sadness her father had leaked into her heart. Melissa was the one who told her that she had the right to choose what she wanted for her life and that no person should ever come to stand in the way of what she truly wanted. Happiness slowly began to find its way into her heart. She would find further happiness upon the arrival of Melissa's brother , Wesley Dawson. When her eyes met his , she couldn't look away from the hero that her best friend has constantly described.. And the way he looked at her , made her own heart flutter as she pressed her fingers to her chest in awe to the feelings occurring within and it would only be a matter of weeks before he asked her out.

She began to settle in happily to her new life with Wesley and Melissa and for once , she could say she was truly content with all that life had come to offer her. In time , after his final tour , Wesley asked for her hand in marriage and she couldn't help the happy smile that bubbled over her features in a near instant as she bobbed her head excitedly as she was swept into his arms as she laughed happily. A simple memory of true happiness that became etched into her memories.. Sadness would strike her life once more after she and Wesley had married when they received the call that Melissa had been killed in an accident alongside her mother. Hana felt her heart shatter and more so knowing , that she was going to tell them all of her pregnancy and surprise them that same day with the blessed news. For several days , she kept to herself before she finally brought the news to light for Wesley , who had become unable to truly express any happiness at that time.

Time heals all and in time they healed from their loss and gained a new life in the world , Kei.. He was their precious everything and to the pair of them. They would never let any harm befall their precious son they swore , the first time they looked upon him. Years of happiness would remain strong in their household until the world took a turn for the worse when a virus broke free over the countries with no mercy. Wesley's expertise and his duty called him to the field as Hana stepped forward and cradled her fingers against his cheek. The tears all but welled in her eyes as she brought her lips in a sweet kiss to his lips as she'd whisper." Come back to us.." She'd ask of him as Kei came up behind and smiled in innocence to his parents before he dug clumsily into his small pockets to pull out the dog tags Hana had helped him to make. His smile remained as his tugged at Wesley's camouflaged as he urged them into his bigger hand." Take care of them, Daddy.. I'm gonna miss you.." He said as he tried to contain his own tears as he sniffled and kept a brave face as he nodded to his papa as that would be the last time they had seen him.

⇢Likes/Strengths |
Likes: Her son , Husband , Ramen , Adventure , Blade Work, Horseback Riding, Traveling

Strengths: Quick Thinker , Agile , Intelligent , Blade Skill , Sniper Rifle

⇢Dislikes/Fears |

Dislikes: Idiots , Liars , Large Cities , Manipulators and Backstabbers, Vice Leader, Jackson Dumont

Fears: Losing Kei or Wesley , Becoming one of the infected , Being a terrible mother, being alone.

Current Events Occuring:
Scouting Leader to Haven
Kei in the events of their prior base being under attacked. It would be the turn of events that due to an unfortunate explosion of a vehicle engine igniting had bursted Kei's eardrums and left him deaf and helpless. Wesley himself is unaware of the events.
During her time with Haven she took in a young German Shepard pup who quickly took to being Kei's keeper by the name of Zeke. Soon after he found them she would find Zoey. A young girl whom had locked herself away in a closet within her parent's bedroom where they had been killed in the midst of hiding their child in safety.
Within Haven's leadership ranks, Hanako is being targeted by one of the leading members as he finds himself sexually drawn to her and proceeding to pursue her in ways that she constantly is trying to evade in her own disgust towards him.

⇢Theme |

⇢Played by | Shayla​

 

[Shayla]

Kei Dawson

NPC's:
Name:
Kei Ashton Dawson
Age:
10 years old
Personality:
Gentle - Kind - Sweet - Intelligent - Playful - Resourceful - Understanding

Zoey Crawford

Name:
Zoey Jane Crawford
Age:
12 years old
Personality:
Playful , Bold , Cute , Charming, Daring , Carefree, Free-Spirited - Happy

 

[Shayla]

RESERVED ALPHA CS - Chosen Animal - Big Cat Species - WIP

⇢Alias, Real Name
⇢Age, Birthdate
⇢Height, Weight
⇢Eye Color
⇢Sex, Orientation
⇢Build
⇢Gear (If Applicable)
⇢Mutations (Generally try to really strengthen one sense or attribute, slightly to another, and weaken another. Ex. Incredibly Strong, Potent Sense of Smell, Blind or Loss of Cordination)
⇢Pack Animal (Alpha's typically stick to one sort of animal to gather and command)
⇢Likes
⇢Dislikes
⇢Skills
⇢Weaknesses/Fears
⇢Bio (Life before and during infection, current goals if anything more exciting than killing and eating)​

 

[Pyralithia]

Survivor

⇢Name
Kida Arroma
⇢Nickname
Ki, Kid, Sphinx
⇢Age
25
⇢Carrier
No
⇢Birthdate
October 31st
⇢Height
5'2
⇢Weight
120
⇢Sex
Female
⇢Orientation
Bi-Curious
⇢Build
Slender, Fit, Hourglass figure
⇢Occupation
Nurse/Med Student
⇢Gear
Pack: Large Medkit with Several Scalpels, Syringes, vials, gauze, gloves, and tourniquet - 4x Can Food - Full Canteen - Box of Matches - Small Bag Dog food - Collar/Leash - Change of Clothes - 2x Bottles of Antibiotics, 2x Bottles of Hydrocodone, 6x OTC Painkillers, 10x Woundseal Powder Packs, Vitamins, 2x Inhalers - Brush - 5x Dried Food Packs - A Bolt Cutter - Violin

Weapons: Swiss Army Knife - Pair of Knuckle Blades - A Scimitar - A Longbow with a mechanical quiver that holds 14x solar arrows (arrows powered by the sun so with a switch they can grow as hot as a blowtorch), and 16x regular arrows that the quiver can attach various small bombs, flares, cables, and GPS trackers to.

⇢Likes
Helping Others - Animals - Dancing - Art - Clear Skies - Surprises - Children - Music - Water

⇢Skills
Archery - Bladework - Herbal knowledge - Medical Knowledge - Fast/Agile - Violinist - Teaching - Good at reading Others - Well under stress - Horseback Riding
⇢Dislikes
Dictators - Needless Violence - Being Alone - No free Will - Greed - Her weakness - The cold
⇢Weaknesses/Fears
Weaknesses: Physical Strength is low - Tends to push herself too Far - Low Grade Asthma
Fears: Failing - Suffocating - Being a Prisoner - Killing - Losing her loved Ones - Scorpions
⇢Bio
Kida was born in Alexandira, Egypt. She was raised by two loving parents, her mom was a Nurse while her father was a Farmer. She had an older sister who despite only being 5 years her senior Trina basically acted as a substitute mother to Kida while their parents were so busy with working enough to keep food on the table. The sister's were near inseparable growing up, Kida being that typical tag-along little sister while Trina protected and cared for her even if it meant sacrificing her own fun/freedom from time to time.

At age 15 Trina fell ill, she was diagnosed not long after with Lymphoma with an estimate of 6 months to live. As typical Trina she defied the odds and managed to stay in this world for 8 months, 8 months Kida would never forget. After that Kida was more determined than ever to prevent something like from happening to anyone else, or at the very least making it as comfortable as possible for them. Having always admired her mom's career as a nurse Kida followed that path by working hard to become an R.N. Shortly after she acquired a Student Visa to go to the U.S in order to attend Med School there to get her M.D. While also working at a Pediatric Clinic where she met and became fast friends with Hanako.

That was until IT happened, the epidemic. It came out of good intentions but it ended up being humanities worst nightmare. Now it was just over 11 months since the start of the Outbreak. The world was still in chaos, every "cure" they tried to concoct had failed, civilization was in ruins. But through it all Kida had managed to stick with Hanako and her precious son Kai that she loved dearly while also discovering a young girl by the name of Zoey who soon joined their little mishap of a family. Now they were apart of Haven and trying their best to survive with the rest of them.
⇢Personality
Traits: Tenacious - Patient - Caring - Protective - Thoughtful - Spontaneous
Flaws: Stubborn - Lack of Confidence - Easily Embarrassed - Sensitive​

 

[Equusheart]

A Zombie RP? May I join?

 

[Dante]

A Zombie RP? May I join?

Why yes of course! Feel free ^^

 

[Dante]

@Equusheart Feel free to join the Discord as that is going to act as our OOC. Any idea for what you plan to do with your charrie?

 

[Equusheart]

Okay I'll hop on there. Honestly, I'm not sure

 

[Dante]

WIP Doctor Romulus http://static.zerochan.net/Koizumi.Itsuki.full.1047709.jpg NPC

 

[Dante]

Still open to players. But will be starting within the coming week

 

[Equusheart]

• WIP
• Survivor
• 
  
• 
  Name: Jessica Williams
  Nickname: Jessie
  ⇢Age: 23
  ⇢Carrier: No
  ⇢Birthdate: June, 28th
  ⇢Height: 5'2"
  ⇢Weight: 120lbs
  ⇢Gender: Female
  ⇢Orientation: Heterosexual
  ⇢Build: Slender, but fit.
  ⇢Occupation: Staying alive (Jessie worked as a bartender and waitress before the outbreak)
  ⇢Gear: Weapons: Winchester 1300 Defender 12 ga. shotgun, .45 Colt Magnum pistol, a hunting knife, and a kitchen knife. Other Gear: Backpack, canteen w/ water, matches, lighter, rope, deodorant, soap, a change of clothes, a map, horse tack (bridle, saddle, saddlebags, and shotgun holster), rations of food (beef jerky, granola bars, etc.), toilet paper,
• 
  
• ⇢Likes
  ⇢Skills: A very proficient riding, knows some mechanics as far as trackers and other farm machinery goes, a good shot with a gun.
  ⇢Dislikes: Zs, liars,
  ⇢Weaknesses:

Fears: Finding her brother has become an Z, becoming a Z.

⇢Bio:

 

[FemmeFatale]

Survivor

Silvy Kitson
⇢Nickname
Sil
⇢Age
26
⇢Carrier
No
⇢Birthdate
June 1st
⇢Height
5'4"
⇢Weight
120lbs

⇢Sex
Female
⇢Orientation
Bisexual
⇢Build
Slender, but curvy
⇢Occupation
Former Chef

⇢Gear​

First Aid Kit | Matches | Flashlight | A Set of Clothes | Brush | Lip balm | Pain Killers | Sunglasses | Vitamins | 4 bottles of water | Rope | 2 cans of food | Auto Baton | Throwing Knives | Knives Set

⇢Likes
Cooking | Children | Animals | Music | Drinking | Rain and Thunderstorms | Reading
⇢Skills/Strengths
Culinary Arts | Herbalism | Judo | Knife Throwing | Hand-to-Hand Combat | Calculating
⇢Dislikes
Zombies | Terribly Cooked Food | Cold Weather | Surprises | Liars | Killing
⇢Weaknesses
Anemia (Light Headness) | Overexerting Herself
⇢Fears
Being Alone Forever | Becoming Infected | Dying

⇢Bio
(WIP)

⇢Personality
Traits: Compassionate | Patient | Honest | Intelligent | Caring | Detailed | Deadly when Upset
Flaws: Easily Embarrassed | Shy | Stubborn | Lack of Confidence in Fighting | Clumsy​

 

[altai]

⇢ Name Percival Witwhistle
⇢ Nickname Everybody calls him Percy
⇢ Age Just shy of nineteen
⇢ Carrier No
⇢ Birthdate September 28th
⇢ Height 5 feet 11 inches
⇢ Weight 160 pounds
⇢ Sex Male
⇢ Orientation Bisexual
⇢ Build Lean and athletic muscled
⇢ Occupation University student and barista
⇢ Gear His backpack with freeze-dried fruits, granola, energy bars, several bottles of water, and a travel first aid kit. He forgot to take out the copy of Jane Eyre from his backpack before fleeing and hasn't had the time nor room to care about taking it out. In terms of weapons and melee gear, he has a sharpened kitchen machete knife, a bo staff from his dojo, and a pistol with a silencer and two high-capacity magazines. He has two shirts and a pair of pants also in his backpack, along with a small tube of liquid travel soap and some standard Ibuprofen.
⇢ Likes The ocean, caffeine, English literature, hiking, cats, cafe singers, concerts, layered clothing, and sharpened pencils
⇢ Skills He has amazingly swift reflexes, likely from his mixed martial arts training. He is a strong swimmer and has incredible aquatic stamina. He's a naturally fit person, though he specializes more in agility and endurance than pure strength. He isn't half bad with his aim, though it can be improved.
⇢ Dislikes The sound of cracking knuckles, academic exams, messy people, small children, lukewarm or room temperature water, and being underestimated
⇢ Weaknesses Although quick in reflexes and long-lasting in endurance, he isn't the best when it comes to pure strength. He's bad at talking to people and initiating confrontation, making him bad at traveling in groups. He tends to have a bit of a temper which causes him to become uncooperative at times.
⇢ Fears Ultimately, dying (or in this case being turned). However he's also scared of anyone else he gets close to being turned and falling from heights. He has an irrational fear of bugs biting him, though he's fine when they aren't touching him.
⇢ Bio Born in Vero Beach, Florida, to a mixed Japanese-American family, Percy had life practically handed to him on a silver platter. Spoiled from his birth, he was raised as an only child with heavily doting grandparents on both sides. Though he didn't see his parents much due to their jobs, he was well aware of how much they loved him, as they devoted most of their time when home with Percy.

From a young age he loved nature and swimming, as a child of only six years old sneaking out to play in the moonlit waves at his family's beach house. He still remembers the terrified shrieking of his nanny when she discovered him in the pounding silver waves up to his knees. After that, he was watched much closer but never lost his love of nature. He grew up surrounded by the beautiful wildlife in Vero Beach, where he lived out all his childhood years.

Percy didn't have many friends as a kid, instead devoting his time to exploring the endless trails and wildlife reserves around his house. He learned to surf and skateboard from his enthusiastic father (who was raised in California) and those both became strong passions of his. When Percy was in fourth grade, he decided to sign up for mixed martial arts lessons. His family had always remarked on how quick his reflexes were, and he hoped to gain some friends through the sport.

For every year of school after that, Percy trained at the local dojo in mixed arts. He quickly rose to the top as one of the best fighters in Vero Beach, earning several medals and trophies for his efforts. The year after Percy started learning, in fifth grade, a new kid transferring from New England joined the team. Enter, Lark Haverford.

Lark became Percy's best friend and they shared everything together. They continued to train with each other and often Lark would stay over at Percy's beach house, where he taught him to surf and skateboard. They shared many interests and did practically everything together. It was as if Percy's world had lit up, a million fireflies illuminating the darkness he had been shrouded in for so long.

Percy endured the rest of elementary school, all of middle school, and into their first year of high school together as best friends. As most teenagers do, feelings began to arise. Strange, frightful feelings. Emotions Percy didn't believe he should have for another boy made themselves present in his head. He fought them off and drowned himself in training, even taking up running track and devoting all his time to school and sports. He subtly distanced himself from Lark and endured the most painful, lonely time in his life since before Lark's appearance.

It was the end of sophomore year before Lark managed to corner Percy at his beach house. There was yelling, tears, and punches thrown before Lark's message finally pierced Percy's thick brain. He had feelings too. It was a slow incline from there as they relearned each other with a new perspective. They kept their relationship a secret until their senior year, too terrified of coming out to their parents to do anything about it until they were already moving out of the house.

The day Percy came out to his parents was quite anticlimactic, as they had already assumed something of the sort had been going on at least a year earlier. They accepted him and hugs and tears were shared. Lark's didn't go quite as smoothly, as he came and lived with Percy and his family until they moved into university. The day Percy left his beautiful, weather-worn white beach house for all of eighteen years was bittersweet as he closed that chapter of his life.

Percy started school at Florida International University in the fall with Lark by his side, working as a barista for some income while he juggled social time and studying. They had only been several months into university when the virus broke out. At first, the campus seemed safe, the students unaware of the chaos rapidly spreading across the United States. Before Percy knew it, it was too late. The campus was overrun with zombies, and when Lark didn't come back from the laundromat on campus nor answer his phone, Percy knew he couldn't wait. It broke his heart as he packed his bag as fast as possible, snagging a knife from the kitchen for some form of self defense until he could get his hands on his bo staff.

As Percy was fleeing the campus, he made the mistake of looking back. There, standing at the gates into campus, his eyes just beginning to dim as a zombie feasted on his shoulder, stood Lark. Breaking away from his boyfriend had been the hardest thing Percy had ever had to do, and it practically destroyed him. However, he fought tooth and nail against the crumbling humanity, mourning the loss of his lover as he tried to reach Vero Beach to check on his parents.

The infection became too dangerous for Percy to continue farther to his hometown, so with a heavy heart he fled to Georgia, leaving behind everything he knew with a hastily packed backpack and an armload of weapons.

⇢ Personality He doesn't understand his emotions well, temperamental, passionate, thoughtful, naturally humorous, uncooperative, an instinctual loner, alert, he has good instincts, a feeler, bad at managing his own emotions, strong-willed, neat, creative, and surprisingly intelligent

( i'm not even sure if this is still open, but it seems really fun! please let me know if there's anything that needs to be changed )