My bad, mind was elsewhere when I put his name up there. Corrected it!
Well, that's no good. x-x
Accepted, her form is perfectly fine! :>If this is still open, I'm all for this! Can't get enough of them zombie apocalypse RP's.
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Name: Mia White
Gender: Female
Age: 20
Sexual Orientation: Heterosexual
Family Relations: Mia used to have a stepfather, but he was thought to be killed in the outbreak.
Romantic Relations: Mia has never had the courage to get into a relationship like that...
Group: Mia is alone.
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Appearance: Mia's hair is long, blonde and braided, and her bright blue eyes stand out amidst her young face. She stands at 5"9, making her quite a bit shorter than average. Her facial expression is usually distant or shy.
Skills: Mia previously used to train for a medical degree, making her skills at first aid very high. Although she hadn't really discovered it when the apocalypse arrived, Mia is also quite a good shot with a rifle; and her accuracy is first class compared to your average person who picked up a gun. She can handle a knife, but hates using such a thing due to her pacifistic nature when she isn't angry.
Flaws: Mia isn't a particularly fast runner, and is very shy and scared when it comes down to melee combat. She also isn't very strong, making her not a very useful asset when it comes to welding heavier weapons such as sledgehammers, or carrying large amounts of gear.
Phobias: Mia gets scared to death by a variety of things, but the one true thing she hates is bugs of any sort, even more so spiders. If it's big enough, a spider easily makes Mia faint and it takes a few minutes for her to wake up again. Also, due to her poor ability at swimming and having bad experiences in general when near water, Mia gets very anxious when she's near water and has a mild case of Hydrophobia, although she won't faint when near it.
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Personality: Mia is extremely shy to new people, and will try to avoid people she doesn't know. When she's around people she knows she can trust, she's still very quiet and shy because that's her nature, but will often show kindness and selflessness when the time comes. However, Mia has some sort of extreme anger issue, and it's triggered when someone or something makes her bleed. If Mia bleeds, she becomes furious and blinded by rage, and is almost impossible to get through to unless pacified or the bleeding wound is bandaged. Mia doesn't know why this alternate personality of hers appears when she's made to bleed; but she discovered this when someone accidentally pricked her finger with a sharp compass in middle school - she had to be contained in the medical room for several minutes before she was back to normal again.
History: Mia has lived alone for years now, not knowing the origin of her mother or father and adopted at the mere age of six - she can't remember anything before she was six years old. Raised by a kind stepfather, Mia grew up happy and content with her life, and excelled in her schoolwork. She trained hard working towards becoming a doctor like her stepfather, and Mia's stepfather was one of the very few people she felt comfortable with openly talking to due to her shy nature. However, when the apocalypse hit, Mia was in tears to hear that her stepfather's house had collapsed, and his body had not been found in the rubble in the initial catastrophe. Broken and in a state of indescribable grief, Mia ran as fast as her legs could carry her to anywhere - anywhere safe from those things.
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Weaponry: Mia barely owns any weaponry, and the best thing she can safely call a 'weapon' is a large kitchen knife she managed to grab whilst running away. Other than that, Mia only can use items in her backpack as makeshift weapons, and hopes she'll be able to find a gun soon... she hates having to use a knife.
Wearing: Mia is currently wearing a bright white hooded top, and commonly wears the hood up to hide herself. She's also wearing a pair of casual grey trousers, and a pair of impractical white sneakers with a pair of socks with little red animal shapes patterned onto them, but she tries to hide those. She also wears a small purple backpack that she managed to grab whilst escaping her college.
Carrying: Inside Mia's backpack are a few small first aid kits that she thought might come in handy, along with her pencil case full of pencils, pens and other school equipment that's otherwise useless to the current situation. She also has a small mirror; even if she rarely talks to people, she's very concious of her appearance. There are also miscellaneous books, but they're no more use other than fuel for a fire now...
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((I plan to make her get stronger equipment as the RP progresses; for now she really doesn't have anything amazing in terms of weaponry, and really isn't a strong fighter at all... unless she bleeds. Don't make her bleed.))
If there's something you'd like me to change/think is unrealistic to the RP, I'll go ahead and change it, no questions asked!
Please... never lose those candy canes...Madeline Laurent, Female, 19
Tall and lithe, Madeline stands at 5'10 and weighs in at only 118 pounds. With a pale slightly flushed complexion, long lashes, sleepy-looking dark brown eyes, a slightly childish face, and delicate features, she comes across seeming quite elegant, fragile, and even doll-like. She has dark golden-blonde hair that waves slightly, which she has cut into a short slightly asymmetrical haircut. Both a ballerina and gymnast as a child, her training shows through in her graceful movements.
Birth date - September 2nd, 2004
Sexual Orientation - Heterosexual
Fears - Feeling helpless, being confined (I.E. being tied up, being trapped; this fear is closely connected to her fear of feeling helpless)
Strengths/Weaknesses - Madeline's main weakness is her lack of physical strength. What she's lacking in this regard, however, she makes up for the most part with her agility.
Personality - Despite her delicate appearance, Madeline is actually quite strong-willed. Confident and outspoken, she can at times come across as bossy or rude. Terrified of feeling helpless, she has a strong need to feel in control. If someone tries to tell her what to do, or she even just dislikes their tone, she gets very indignant and may try to start an argument. Volatile at times, she is prone to violent outbursts if pushed too far. She tries to keep it under control, however, as she feels showing anger is the same as showing weakness - something she never wants to do.
Extras: She absolutely adores mint candy.
The middle child and only daughter in a very affluent and well-respected family, Madeline was always expected to be exceptional in every regard. She was sent to the best private schools, and spent most of her free time taking lessons. Trained in violin, singing, ballet, and gymnastics, in addition to being expected to compete in all four skills as well as academics, some would say the child was over-worked. Madeline however, would always disagree. Though the constant competition was at times quite stressful, she relished the opportunity to excel, and the attention it brought her. This, along with the love and support of her mother, father, and two brothers would lead her to describe her life as happy.
This was, at least, until she was about thirteen years old. After her older brother was killed in a car accident, she began to act out. At first it was just small things, such as spending more time alone than with others, expressing distress over having to go to her classes, refusing to sleep with the light off, bossing her younger brother around, and talking back to her parents and teachers. It began to escalate, however, and she became increasingly controlling and unruly. Assuming it was simply a temporary response to the loss of her older brother, her parents pulled her out of school and got her a private tutor instead. Unfortunately, however, this did not help the situation, and she began to sneak out to avoid doing her school work. One night about a year and a half subsequent to the accident, after having been missing longer than usual, Madeline was escorted home by a police officer. Upon hearing the girl had been caught drinking underage, her parents were horrified.
Though some might not have considered it a big deal, this event, along with Madeline's constant running away, controlling behavior, and increasingly violent outbursts, pushed her parents over the edge. Already grieving over the loss of their eldest child, her parents were embarrassed and at their wits end. Fearing the rumors that were sure to come against their family if Madeline continued on in such a fashion, they immediately began searching for a solution. After considerable thought, they decided the best course of action was to simply send the child away to a boarding school. Though arguably not the best decision, and certainly not one Madeline supported, she was too young to refuse.
Despite the fact that her parents didn't try to neglect the child, it just ended up happening that way. Never bothering to really call or check up on her once she was at the school, they seemed all too happy to forget about the blemish on their reputation Madeline had become. She stayed at the school until the outbreak began, at which time she was 18 and soon to graduate. Having grown to resent her family over the years, she wasn't very concerned with what had happened to them, and struck out on her own with no particular destination in mind. She continued on like this, until mid-October, at which time she found Tanner. Taking pity on the younger girl, she invited her to come along as her traveling companion, and they have been trying to survive together since.
(Information will be added/changed as the roleplay progresses // Last updated: Before the RP began)
Romantic Relationships: N/A
Immediate family: Older brother; deceased before the apocalypse began. Mother, father, younger brother; fates unknown.
Friends: Tanner Voigt
Allies: Tanner Voigt
Group: Not counting her traveling companion Tanner, she is currently alone.
Enemies: N/A
(This will likely be updated throughout the course of the RP, though I can't guarantee how often. // Last updated: Before the RP began)
- Blue backpack (In which she keeps most of her supplies)
- 3 cans of pineapple
- 2 cans of chicken noodle soup
- 1 can baked beans
- 3/4 full bag of dried fruit
- 3.5 water bottles (3 full ones, one half full)
- 4 Candy canes (Which she guards with her life. xD)
- Pistol with four rounds left
- Crowbar
- An extra lightweight jacket (this is not related to what she is currently wearing, and is kept in her backpack)
- A Little Princess by Frances Hodgson Burnett (her favorite book)
Current outfit: Jeans, plain beige t-shirt, hiking boots
They are her life blood.
Me and her are one and the same. *Single tear falls from eye.*
'Joshua' has been changed immensely; I sort of got bored with my last character. I basically redone the whole CS, so I recommend reading it all if you want an accurate representation. ^^ Also found a face, and he has a slight Italian accent.
Name
His name is Vincent Mal Thea.
Age
He's approximately 21 years of age.
Gender
Male.
Personality
Vincent certainly isn't an expressive ball of sunshine, all things considered. Calm and focused at first glance, he doesn't say an overly much, but when he does, his voice is accented, brisk, and sharp, forcing those he is talking with to listen. He keeps mostly to himself, seeing others as a liability, but due to his morality, Vince cannot help but...well, help whenever he sees someone in trouble. He is wary around strangers, however, and will only limit himself to smirks until he is certain that you are not a danger to him or anyone that he may be associated with at that time. Apathetic, and cool, Vincent is also an immensely intelligent young man, and if you ever attempt to engage him in either a battle of wills or even a physical battle...well, prepare to lose, or at least get mentally or physically sliced up.
History
Vincent's history is relatively grim. He grew up in an abusive household, blah blah sob story. Yeah, well he doesn't really go into dramatics. His father was abusive, his mother was a drunk, and he, in general, had a shit life. Military was a way out, and at the age of seventeen, one day before his birthday, Vincent enlisted. He was sent to Basic Training only a week after the paperwork. The rest is a blur. Standard military life. He saw comrades die, but he prevailed, serving his country and people with honor; because he had nothing else. When this...shit happened, Vincent kept a stoic mind. He traveled out of his quickly rotting city, and things happened that made him question life. Since then, he has just been...travelling himself. Picked up smoking, but due to his iron lungs, cancer or stamina degeneration isn't a thing. He just...drifts, now. Not knowing what to do with his life. Sure, his combat and brain power can probably help if he settled down...but he just couldn't.
Equipment
Vincent's equipment is efficient, if anything. The man wears a worn black leather jacket with a few worn down medals melded onto the front of it- from back when he was nineteen. Under the unzipped leather jacket, he wears a form-fitting gray tanktop, along with rugged jeans tucked into nondescript boots. On his side, Vincent has a memoire from his past life - a worn, dark black P226 combat SIG pistol, with a dozen or so magazines usually tucked into his pant's few pockets. On his other side is a long, worn black sheathe, with a cold metal handle poking out - this weapon on his right hip, showing that he uses it more. The weapon itself is a sleek, razor-sharp KA-BAR combat knife that, despite being his for years, is still completely dependable and lethal. Over his shoulder, strapped tightly, is a compact, dark-colored bag filled with some dried, preserved foods, bandages, and a canteen.
It's okay! The bio's just fine!
