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Yay, new people @Ninth Divide can't wait to see your CS
Me neither. @Ninth Divide has a very broad vocabulary as far as I can tell, so I can't wait to see what they come up with.
Exactly xD. That's why I invited him in .. I thought he will be a very interesting person added to our crazy group xD
@Jessica2477 Do you have any ideas for what to with my Desi ?:)
Feel free to shut him down if you feel he is a little too far out there. I can make something a little more pleasant if need be.
Gender: Supposedly Male
Name: Ryder Vaine
Nicknames: Patient 27
Age: 24
Place of birth/nationality: USA, Oregon
Weight: 128lbs
Height: 5'9''
Personality: Ryder is a rather unstable individual. Always whispering in a hushed voice, sometimes to beings that can not be seen. Within those silent murmurs jumbled words remain, confusion taking to those who listen to the mad man's words. What's most curious is the phrase he is often heard speaking, 'find the light', just as he refers to the undead as 'shadows'. He is neither a shy, nor bound to morals. A mysterious figure, that simply carries the air of danger. However, within these lands he can be found rather passive around other living beings, perhaps due to some deep down loneliness. More so, he holds an abnormal attraction to shiny objects or peculiar trinkets.
Likes: Music, Shiny objects, Trinkets, Being trusted, Being cared for, Setting traps, Stars, The Chaos, Staring
Dislikes: Being avoided, Other's fear, Isolation, Theft, Betrayal
Weapon of choice: Creepily enough, Ryder carries around a length of chain, and not the small kind. Otherwise, he resorts to traps, and any sharp objects within reach.
Bio: Born and raised under a family of hunters, Ryder was taught how to fend for himself by the age of thirteen. He thoroughly enjoyed the hunt; whether it be tracking, setting traps, or even skinning the animals he caught. Problem being, within school he never made friends. Socially, he was handicapped, incapable of properly interacting with others. Parents, constantly urging him to makes friends kept pushing, and pushing. And one day, his mother told him, 'Teach them how to hunt. That will get you friends.'
And teach them, he did, in the most unexpected way possible. The boy took a knife to school, and killed a classmate within class. It was a substitute, seeing as no animals were within the school, and with a smile he showed them how to skin the corpse. In fear, some attempted to run, which fed his own fear, bringing him to kill those who fled as well. It wasn't until eleven classmates lay still that he came to see them unmoving. Why did they not stand back up, why was everyone afraid? Humans can not die, they are not animals. No, that wasn't right, all things die, and by his hand did eleven fall.
At that young an age he was shipped to an institution, one that observed him as he slowly went mad. They kept away everything he wanted, including his mothers necklace. Which over the years, developed a strange affection for anything shiny, as he sought comfort in that small glimmer of light. But never, was he allowed to obtain it. Priests came to his cells over the many years, attempting to bring him to sanity through some god, but none properly prevailed.
And then it occurred, those doors opened, allowing Ryder to step free. The men within the building were quivering in fear, barricades along the doors as if attempting to keep something out. All the cells were open around him, whilst those who quivered told them one thing. "You will be free, if you run". Perhaps it was a ploy, the doctors attempting to make the patients lead the flesh eaters far away so they themselves could escape safely. But as the doors opened, hell began. Ryder alone managed to escape, living amongst this new land, learning and living the way his madness would allow. 'Send the dead back to death', it was a line that made him giggle. Perhaps those from back then were also already dead, maybe that is why they didn't stand. The living will live and the dead shall die.
Extra info: (Anything you want to add or that you think I might have missed.)[/hr]
Holy Jesus I'm scared.
I do hope that can be taken as a compliment, as I have already taken gratification from it. As well, I am grateful for the previous compliments you have both given me prior to the post.
Romance will be something I look forward to seeing, not so much for my own character, but for the others. Elia and Spencer, Jack and Nora, as well the moment you are planning for Elliot and Desi.
Well, that was the ploy, seeing as it would be difficult to breach his level of insanity merely after a week or two of undergoing this zombie apocalypse. But if it is too extreme, then I may very well edit it. Or, I could make a different character that is light.
Ah, my apologies, he did come out a little scarier than previously imagined. I fear his initial image was more comedic, spouting of a crazy man walking this plagued land with the obsession over shiny things. Then entertainment, as well partial excitement bit my hand and bid me to continue with his tale of madness. At first I thought, seeing as it is simple history perhaps he may still yet be accepted by the group, as they do not know the past. Then again, he himself was developed as a menacing figure, too much so perhaps.
If I may so ask, do you have any suggestions on what I should lighten? I am more than happy to oblige to any thoughts.
Edit: Oh.. I may have very well thought of a different Bio that would more or less keep him about the same, but take out the account of murders and the like. That is if you like him being somewhat insane, but no so much creepy.
Oh my, it seems I did overlook an undeniable fact. I gave him near to no time to travel across the States during an outbreak. Excellent catch my dear friend.
Very well, I shall be off to alter the Bio then, hopefully making him slightly more pleasant to read. Though I did also remove the chain from his weapon listing, seeing as I took it upon myself to calculate that as overkill as well.