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1.) Follow all IwakuRoleplay site rules.
2.) Do not control, seriously injure, or kill other players' characters without their express permission.
3.) Two or three paragraphs per post are preferred, but as long as it's enough for people to reply to, anything that's at least a paragraph is fine. Try to do your best with spelling/grammar, though we understand mistakes happen.
4.) Be realistic in combat situations. Do not godmode, the odds are, your character led a normal, conflict-free life before the apocalypse, they can not just magically be expert fighters. If you have a certain skill, please explain how and why in your background and, again, BE REALISTIC.
5.) This RP is rated Mature only because of the violence, death, and dark themes of an apocalyptic plot. Romance between adult characters (WITH ADULT PLAYERS) is acceptable, but this is NOT a smut RP, keep it in your pants or take it to PM. No one wants to read five paragraphs of romance every post in a zombie roleplay.

** we reserve the right to add or edit rules at our discretion

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Name:
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Age:
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[JJ]

Name:
Dexter Bastian Fletcher

Nicknames/Aliases:
Dex, or Bass (like the fish, not the instrument)

[spoili]

Age:
23

Gender:
Male

Appearance:
5'9" and roughly 190#
Brown hair, dark brown (almost black) eyes. Tall and well built, muscular, and in very good shape. Usually keeps medium-length hair. Not very dressy, usually wears boots, jeans, and sleeveless shirts, sometimes with a flannel over it.

Personality:
Around most people, Dex is a serious and no-nonsense type of person. He HATES small talk, and will go to great lengths to avoid pointless conversations, preferring to stick to himself. It can be quite the challenge for people to earn Dexter's respect, and a great deal more difficult to earn his trust, as he is a naturally cynical person. Dex tends to have a dark sense of humor though rarely exhibits it. Despite generally being a rather calm, level-headed person, he can be bullheaded and stubborn even on the best of days, and it can be a challenge for him to work with other people of the same nature.

History:
Dex comes from a well off family, thanks to his father's work. He never really wanted for anything growing up, and as a result ended up slightly spoiled. He graduated high school at the top of his class and earned a scholarship to a very prestigious college, but, after an argument (about his chosen major) with his father that blew out of proportion, he left home, rejecting his father's dream of having him as a scientific protege, and joined the Army at 16.

After training, Dexter spent most of his five-year term overseas at a base in Japan, having limited contact with his family or friends from home. He intended to sign up for another term after his contract expired, but, upon being given the news that his mother was diagnosed with terminal lung cancer, decided to return home instead. He bought his mother a service dog, trained to carry oxygen tanks and provide comfort, and she named the dog Hero.

The world went to shit 6 months after their mother succumbed to her cancer, leaving the family broken and divided. Their father shut himself away, pretty much leaving Dexter to take care of his sister. During the initial breakdown of the planet, they were relatively safe in their home for a few months, which, thanks to their father's paranoid nature, had been prepared for a natural disaster. But the close quarters, and their father's mental descent, led to an unstable foundation that was bound to crumble. And it did, one day when after a fight with their father, his younger sister Riley stormed off. Dexter went looking for her, but all he found were signs of a struggle and a whole lot of blood. After a long, fruitless search with no more signs of Riley, he returned home. The guilt drove his father to commit suicide a few days later, leaving a note that said he'd done it - he'd made an immunization for the Z. gondii parasite and instructed Dexter to get Hero - now the carrier of the only known hope of the human race - to Washington DC. He left that night, with only Hero, the clothes on his back, and whatever supplies he could carry.

Skills:
-he's in great shape, so he can run fast, and for a long amount of time
-great at picking locks
-pretty good shot with a rifle (military training) but is a little out of practice

Likes:
+exercising
+working on mechanical things
+dogs
+hiking/rock climbing
+camping
+reading

Dislikes:
-smokers
-chocolate
-loud, obnoxious people
-wide open spaces
-being told what to do
-children

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Name:
Hero Fletcher

Breed:
Staffordshire Bull Terrier

[spoili]

Age:
2

Gender:
Male

Appearance:
Short, muscular dog with a fat head, tan in color with a white chest, paws, and snip on his nose. Muzzle is black, and he wears a thick black collar.

[/spoili]

Name:
Bennet Donovan

Nicknames/Aliases:
Ben

[spoili]

Age:
36

Gender:
Male

Personality:
Quiet and broody, but a natural leader. Enjoys being in charge and won't hesitate to use force to get what he wants. That being said, he is not a "bad" person, he just likes things to go his way. He knows when to fight, when to back down, and can be incredibly devious if he thinks someone is easy to manipulate.

History:
Ben dropped out of high school when he was 16, and was employed (illegally) as a bartender at his uncle's bar. He worked there until, when he was 30, his uncle passed away, leaving the ownership of the bar to him. He didn't get to enjoy it long though, before the Z. gondii outbreak ruined it and he was forced to flee the only thing he'd ever known. It wasn't long before he was found by some other survivors who took him back to Impact Point, and over time he's risen up in the ranks to be one of the leader's right hand men.

Skills:
-manipulation
-hand to hand combat
(from breaking up barfights mostly)

Likes:
+being in charge
+single malt whiskey
+motorcycles

Dislikes:
-pretty much all animals
-being told what to do
-kids
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[VengefulPeanut]

Main Character:

[spoili]

Name: Evie 'Aoibheann' Summers | Nickname/Aliases: 'Robin' | Age: 21 | Gender: Female

Hair: Ginger | Eyes: Pale Blue | Height: 5'4 | Weight: 121 (55KG)

Personality:

Bubbly, opinionated, peculiar. 3 unrelated words all of which have been used to describe Evie. Always one to try and look on the bright side of life, Evie's outgoing and adventurous nature has led to her being a well-rounded and confident girl. She tries to see the best in everyone and, in herself, be the best for everyone. She's nothing short of a perfectionist in that regard. If she's not at her best, she's at her worst. This, alongside being one to hold grudges, is probably her greatest flaw and in many cases her downfall.

History:

The daughter of a British military sergeant and an Irish immigrant, Evie was born and raised in northern England. Despite that fact, she still retains something of an Irish 'twang' from her mother. Evie always excelled throughout her childhood and adolescence: good grades, good social skills and very talented in her chosen hobbies. She was always a point of pride for her parents, something she quickly got used to. Once perfection was a common thing, it became a required thing for Evie. Anger would follow if not. Always finding an interest in archery, and being heavily invested in politics, she gained the nickname 'Robin' amongst her friends after 'Robin Hood'.

At the age of 18, she enrolled at Sheffield Hallam university to study History and Archeology where she quickly joined an abundance of societies and sports teams. Over her 3 years at university, she dropped out of most of them but one she did not relinquish was her position on the archery team. Being heralded as the 'saving grace' of the team, Evie quickly found popularity among her peers and the faculty, leading the team to victory in almost every competition they had. During her final year, Evie and the archery team travelled to the USA to compete with other university teams there. Alas, this is where her life took a turn for the worse. When the main outbreak happened, the team was blindsided. After the first reports of "zombification" came in, Evie and the team attempted to get back to the UK, only to be foiled in their attempt by rioting, zombies and quarantines. Multiple failed attempts later and Evie found herself in a refugee camp, praying every night into her pendant that she'd hear helicopters overhead and her father would magically appear with some sort of British Army rescue operation. Sadly, that day never came. After some time, when the government broke down and everything went to hell, the camp fell victim to an attack from armed raiders. In the fighting, several of her team mates were caught in the crossfire, others kidnapped for purposes Evie didn't dare to consider. Fleeing with a couple of others, she ran in a direction and didn't stop. Over time, she lost the others too. Rumours told of a safe haven, however. A place called 'Impact Point'. A place abundant with survivors. Even if it was just idle gossip. She had to try find it. She had to.

Skills:

Archery
"I've been holding a bow for as long as I remember... not that that's saying much."
Cooking
"The perks of student life, y'know? You quickly learn how to make a meal out of an almost-empty tin of beans and wishes that you were richer!"
Athletic
"Seriously, hills are a thing in Sheffield. That and running for the train's that are never on time helps you keep healthy. I did some track training, too."
Smart
"Did you know that the first bomb the Allies dropped on Berlin in WWII killed Berlin's only elephant in a zoo?"
Has Experience With Firearms
"Dad used to teach me how to hold a weapon. I even got to take a 'firearms proficiency test'. It was pretty cool. I failed."

Likes:
+ Fluffy things
"Sometimes you just need a cuddle, y'know? Might as well cuddle something soft."
+ Jazz
"If you can play double bass you can be my friend and I will buy you pizza. Well... I'll cite the gesture. Not many pizza shops anymore, really..."
+ History
"It's just fascinating! Learning about what came before. I adore learning about ancient civilizations!"
+ Reading Japanese Manga
"Yup. I'm one of those people."
+ Politics
"If you don't engage you don't see change."

Dislikes:
- Interpersonal Conflict
"I can't stand drama. Ugh, there's so much pettiness in the world. I mean, there's a lot more pressing things to worry about. Now more than ever! Y'know, like not getting your ankles chewed on by some deranged, 'zombie' lunatic."
- Hot weather
"I'm ginger. The sun is evil."
- Rock music
"It's never really been my thing. I mean... I guess some of the songs are okay-ish."
- Reading
"*Yawn* Boooooring! I don't know... I wish I read more, to be honest. I was led astray by manga, though. The pictures make me happy."

Music Theme:

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Side Character:

[spoili]
Name: Jack Whitley | Age: 34 | Gender: Male | Hair: Brown | Eyes: Dark Blue

Personality:
Firm, responsible, calm and calculating. Jack is the embodiment of what you would expect from a man like him. He has a strong sense of what is right and what is wrong - or at least by his definitions, anyway. Still, cross him or rub him the wrong way and you'll find a man that has a lot of anger and venom to bare.

History:
Having been on standby in Georgia when it happened, Jack was among one of the first special operations units to mobilize when the outbreak started. Initially, his platoon was tasked with HVT extractions, survivor recovery operations and supplementing National Guard units that were overwhelmed. For the first few weeks of the world going to hell, Jack never saw sleep. Yet, he also saw numerous successes. Unfortunately, success stories were few and far between and sooner or later, the luck of 1st Battalion ran out - Jack's battalion. Jack doesn't talk much about what went down in Atlanta, the most he'd ever tell anyone was that it was a joint operation with SFOD operators. That's when he was declared MIA. That's when he began to wander alone. It stayed that way for some time until a chance encounter gave him new purpose, serving the militia of Impact Point. Jack used and continues to use his skills and training to lead successful skirmishes and expeditions out in the wild of the once-was United States of America, all for the good of the community. Or is it?

Previous Occupation:
US Army, 75th Ranger Regiment

Likes:
Order, Strong Spirits, Guns, Country Music.

Dislikes:
Lies, raiders, romance.


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[Dakota K5]

Otto Williams.

Name: Otto Williams
Nicknames/Aliases: None
Age: 36
Gender: Male
Appearances: Brown graying hair at medium length, a full beard that has gone mostly gray and hazel green eyes.
Stands at 6 foot even, weighs about 200 pounds.

Personality: Otto is a quiet man who keeps to himself mostly, he is kind to others but puts people off at first due to his demeanor to others. He is rough and crass, direct and to the point as he does not care for dancing around something and would rather get to the point so if someone has a problem he would rather someone share it openly. Otto also is not someone to turn away from violence, this is not to say he looks for conflict but he is willing to commit violence if their is no alternative.

History: Otto was a trapper before things went to all hell, as odd as it seems people still wanted to ware fancy animal skins even in the 2020s. It didn't pay a whole lot but it was enough for Otto to live comfortably by himself, he also supplemented this life with hunting and trapping for food but this life was not conducive to being very social though it was better then before when he was just working a normal 9 to 5. Before all that though Otto had spent several years in the US army, enlisted at eighteen and by twenty was already aplying for the US army special forces also known as the green berets and by his twenty first birthday had made the cut. A lot of the things he had a hand in was still clasified all the way up to the outbreak and even now he considers speaking of any of it to be treason wheather the US government exsists still in any for or not. When he was discharged is when his life as a trapper hermit began, no one would really understand what he saw, what he did or what happened to him so he issolated himself. It was odd for Otto when outbreak happened, due to his isolation he knew nothing about it at first and it was only when he made his way into the town he normally sold his furs and bought needed supplies that he figured something was wrong. His first clue was that the whole town was...dead, not literally but their were not people, no cars nothing as if all the people had up and vanished besides a few dogs and stray animals. He found many newspapers that had detailed the events leading up to the outbreak and the aftermath, for most people this would of broken them or at least been a life changing event but Otto isn't most people. He took the supplies he needed and retreated back into the forest and now moves with the animals.
Skills: Tracking
marksmanship
hunting
trapping
Likes: Music
Hunting
Sleep
Disikes: Alcohol
Tobacco
Snow​

 

[Blythe]

Name: Tyrese Jones

Nicknames/Aliases: Ty, Big T

Age: 43

Gender: Male

Tyrese

Appearances: Tyrese is Not the Guy You've been Warned about (that would be his brother)
First thing people notice is that Tyrese is a big guy. Almost 7 foot and built. The dark skin and habit of shaving his head make people suspicious of him, and his dark eyes can either hold malice or appreciation. He often preferred wearing muscle shirts (because if you've got it, why not show it off) with regular blue jeans. He doesn't really wear jeans much anymore because they make movement a pain. His typical outfit when he has a choice is a long sleeved muscle shirt with a thick, black vest and cargo pants that he usually calls 'military pants' but they're not actually military grade. He's actually a strong guy, with fat to back up the muscle, and he is more likely to break into a smile then a glare (unless you are really ticking him off).

Personality: Not Really a Big Teddy Bear, Nor Strong and Silent
Tyrese has never really been the type to hold his tongue or reserve his opinions unless near someone he respected. A harder life meant a stronger barrier against words, and a strong determination not to be crushed by anyone or anything. Society dictates that if you are a man, you cannot be seen crying and so Tyrese often only shows sadness in uncontrollable moments. Anger, Lust, and other traits commonly known to be wielded by men were more often seen. His anger, though, was never violent; more seething, with insults and decisions to fix whatever had angered him. He also often enjoys being a smartass because a sharp tongue is fun to have. Other people get stressed because they can't laugh at anything. Tyrese is one of the first to laugh.

History: A Window Opens when the Door Closes
He grew up in the painfully stereotypical background of a family who had a harsh life because of their skin color. Tyrese didn't feel he had a choice but to get involved with gangs when he was in his teen years, and ridiculously enough it took a club for Singing and Dancing (that he joined because his girlfriend asked him to) to turn his life away from the streets and actually make something of himself. He didn't graduate at the top of his year but he sure tried, and he got a football scholarship to a fairly decent college that would open so many doors for him.

Before Tyrese could go, though, he found out that that girlfriend he had? Yeah... she was pregnant. Turns out fooling around with people has it's costs and Tyrese quickly discovered that a few nights of pleasure had shut so many doors to him (of course, it didn't have to... but Tyrese wanted to be a good father, unlike his own who was in jail and out of Tyrese's life and his girlfriend was planning on keeping the baby) so instead of going off and making something of his life, Tyrese got pulled back into gang life. He provided for his family like a good man should, but the ways he managed to do so were shady and dangers. Tyrese could easily tell you what it feels like to be shot or knifed. He bulked up so that people were less likely to mess with him and picked up a steadier job as a bouncer at a night club.

When Tyrese (quite on accident) saved a Government officials life, he was promoted to that officials body guard. Which is where the basic knowledge Tyrese had of shooting from street life was refined to that of someone who knew how to hand a gun inside and out. Tyrese, now with wife and three kids, actually had a good thing going for them. Despite his life being in danger, he was making good money and doing a great job supporting his family. His life would have been great if it weren't for the plague about to hit the world.

Whether you count it a curse or a blessing, a week before the vaccines started going out Tyrese was shot in the line of duty. Of course his employer made sure his family was the first in line to be safe from this awful new disease, but Tyrese's immune system couldn't handle the added stress so he had to bypass it until he was healed. It was probably the one thing that really saved his life (well outside of knowing how to shoot a gun). He had to watch his own family go mad from the disease, unfortunately, and it's hardened him in a lot of ways.

Skills: Gang Member/Body Guard
Disassemble/Reassemble/Shoot a Gun
Fist Fights

Likes:
A Medium Rare Burger
The picture of his Family he always has with him
People who can Laugh at Life (even the shit storm it has become)

Disikes:
Scientists/Doctors
The Rain
People who don't like his singing/insult his dance moves

Secondary Characters:

Name: Robert Mills

Nicknames/Aliases: Rob; Robbi

Age: 29

Gender: Male

Robert

Appearances: What's a Little Mud?
Matted brown hair because seriously, who has time to wash it? -even before the apocalypse hit, who has time to do such trivial things?- The scruffy beard, though, is a new addition since the world's end. Gray eyes and peachy, unfreckled skin are some basic traits. He's always liked wearing thick cargo pants because they kept him warm, were durable, and yet he could run in them. Especially useful when chasing cows which happened relatively often when he lived with his parents and even more often after he got his own house on his parent's property and continued helping with the ranch. He also often went for t-shirts and sweatshirts- things easy to move around in- as well as holsters for weapons -because sometimes there would be some predator to shoot at to scare away from the property. Honestly, Robbi was usually covered in mud after a days work and it's never been something that bothered him.

Personality: What's a Tomboy if you're already a Boy? A proper Man?
Not exactly the lazy type, Robert has always been the type to get stuff done. That isn't to say he didn't like sitting at home and playing video games for hours on end when he could. But he liked to accomplish something in the real world to earn that privilege; he actually couldn't stand days where all he had were video games, video games, and more video games. He's the type to help someone without being asked, and the type to crack a joke when someone seems a little down. He's also the guy who talks incessantly when he's worried or stressed, or when he's excited about something (which happens pretty often). Not the most considerate guy, but he has his friends' backs in hard times. Maybe not the brightest tool in the shed (didn't graduate at top of the class nor did he go off to college) but he's practical with his hands, and has a knowledge of things that a lot of people don't have.

History: A Bird that chose the Cage
Ranch life isn't easy. Ever. Sure you have land to explore and sure there's always enough backyard for whatever you have in mind, but so much time goes into upkeep that who gets to enjoy any of that? Robert was born into this life and happily accepted it. From a young age he couldn't imagine anything better then growing up and taking over, selling cows, fixing fences, riding horses. What wasn't there to like? Even if there were days where you worked in harsh sunlight, and days you were awoken at 2 am to be told the cows were out. It wasn't something Robert ever really minded. Work was work; his job was to help with the cows and he was happy with that.

Robert's family wasn't well off. In fact they struggled fairly often to make ends meet but somehow they always managed. And truly, though his father showed disappointment when Robert chose not to go off to college, both parents were happy that Robert was sticking around to help. Not that Robert could imagine doing anything else, especially not after his oldest brother (and only brother) was killed in a drunk driving accident. Then again, Robert had never really had a desire to go anywhere else anyway so it wasn't a terribly hard decision to make.

Most days were spent tending to cattle. Some days were spent hunting and fishing. Robert picked up on carpentry when a chicken coop needed building and his father was in the hospital with an injured eye (evil chickens can be dangerous). He was the handy man. The one thing he was terrible at? Mechanics. Fix a fence? Oh yeah. Fix a car? Sorry, did you want that car to blow up... He also wasn't a perfect shot. But Robert spent time setting up his own targets and purchased his own shotgun and 9mm to practice so that he could keep the vultures and coyotes and whatever else came around away.

When people started getting sick, Rob's family was able to stay self sufficient for a little while. They locked up the place, didn't allow anyone but family in, and protected what was their the best they knew how. Unfortunately, family came with a bitten aunt that then attacked some other people and before anyone really knew it Robert was the last one standing in a smattering of bodies that used to be people he loved. Without his family around to help with the ranch, Robert tried to keep it going but an attack from raiders had Robert sneaking out of and escaping his own property. He's given up on his home- too many bad memories- but hopes to find a place where he can start up a new ranch and maybe get life going again the way it should be.

Skills: Ranch Hand
Fixing Fences (Carpentry)
Raising Cattle (And other Animals/some Plants)
Shooting Small Moving Targets (with 70% accuracy)
Other nifty tricks and tips you learn when raised on a Ranch

Likes:
Hunting
Fishing
Mud

Disikes:
People who are OCD/Neat Freaks/Mudphobes
Traitors/Liars/Cheats (everyone dislikes these of course, but Robert will kill these kinds of people and feel little to no remorse)
Most Vegetables

Name: Kelly Anne Trimbos

Nicknames/Aliases: KAT

Age: 32

Gender: Female

KAT

Appearances: Not a Tomboy... yet... Not a Princess
Brunette with dark green eyes, about average height with some weight to her curves but in shape enough to run a mile in under 10 minutes. She wasn't big on durable clothing (in fact she really likes dresses) before the end of the world but now it's kill or be eaten she's changed what she wears a bit. She wears a lot of dark colors, pants that are easy to move in, and she keeps a scarf that she can wrap over her face as well as a baggy coat to try and hide the fact she's female. She's been considering getting her hair cut short but that feels like the last straw of leaving humanity behind.

Personality: Mother Hen? Mother Bear? Mother Hen/Bear?
KAT was blessed (or maybe cursed) with the desire to care for others. Especially kids but even adults. She's the one urging those who aren't feeling well to go home with the want to follow them and make them hot soup and make sure they're sleeping. Even with this, though, she's never made a serious move in becoming a mother. She just enjoys taking care of people. She also protects them, though, which is her main driving factor in why she's still alive.

History:
Kelly isn't entirely sure if she was orphaned or had a mom who couldn't or wouldn't keep her, but she was adopted by a man who raised her kindly enough. They were middle class so she could have what she asked for, but she wasn't terribly spoiled. He was also strict, though, and would come down hard if her grades were slipping and she didn't have a good reason for it.

Having a police officer for a father made life a bit... hard sometimes. But it was also nice to feel safe at home. And thankfully her dad wasn't a big wig well known cop so there were never any times she was kidnapped and held for ransom. Instead she was taught self defense at a fairly young age (which saved her life once when a guy tried to mug her for the contents of her purse). When she was old enough she trained for basketball and ended up getting partial scholarship to go to college for the sport. Around this time she discovered her father was gay... didn't really slow or change her life besides trying to set him up with cute guys around his age. In the end, her dad did end up with a college professor from Kelly's psychology class and all Kelly really had to say was she was happy for them. Meanwhile she was working on getting through college, playing for a pretty skilled team but not sure what she wanted to do with her life.

Kelly ended up getting a degree in business, because it seemed to have the most doors, but continued playing basketball and seeking out teams even after graduation. She played on in WNBA for a few years before a shoulder injury knocked her out of the game for good. Still unsure what to do with herself, she took up being a secretary just to get by and would often train for marathons on the side just to make sure she didn't get weak with age. Now she's lucky that she did because her first encounter with a zombie was outrunning it. KAT hasn't heard from her dad or his partner for several months, now, despite her effort to contact them... and has since picked up a gun though her aim could use a lot of work. She does, at least, know proper gun etiquette because of her dad... but aiming and shooting? That will come with time and practice. For now, running from zombies is the main way for her to survive.

Skills: Basketball Player
High Speed and Stamina, Decent Strength
Self Defense

Likes:
Moments she gets to feel like a Girl
Basketball Games
The Free Feeling when she Runs

Disikes:
Homophobes
Religion/Religious People
Her Shoulder Injury

 

[Dakota K5]

Ximo Dena

Name: Ximo Dena
Nicknames/Aliases: none
Age: 33
Gender: Male
Personality: Ximo is a quiet man, he keeps to himself most of the time though this is odd considering what he does. He finds it difficult to relate to others due to his experiences during the outbreak. Xima is rather harsh to others as he sees even the slightest amount of descent to jeopardize the safety of Impact point. He will do anything to protect Impact Point.

History: Ximo was a skilled lawyer and business man before the outbreak and ran several medium sized corporations with his partner and wife. He had grown up in a poor area of Dallas Texas the son of Spanish immigrants, needles to say he had to do some very questionable things to eat at night and it was no surprise to anyone that knew him that he had no compassion for others as he time as a criminal prosecutor had shown. His heart had softened when he met his wife and she had their first child but unfortunately for Ximo his wife and child had been caught in the middle of downtown Dallas when the infected finally over ran the military positions and the road ways in and out of Dallas were closed. Ximo had wandered after that, lost in a world gone mad until he found himself at Impact point which at the time had been nothing more then a few shacks and endlessly being attacked by raiders but Ximo took control of the small settlement driving off the raider and bringing peace to the tiny settlement. Since he gained control of Impact point it had grown significantly but oddly enough people have a habit of disappearing in Impact point.
Skills: Leadership
Talking
Fist fighting
Charisma
Likes: Wine
Smoked pork
Music
Dislikes: Idiotic people
The infected
Tobacco​

 

[ACasualBrit]

W.I.P

[fieldbox="Millicent 'Millie' Oyama, violet, solid, 10, AR Bonnie"]

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[spoili][/spoili][spoili]

Name:
Millicent Oyama

Nicknames:
Millie, Mills, Oyama

Age:
27

Gender:
Female

Appearances:
Millie is what most would call an ethnic beauty. Although her heritage is mostly German, her Japanese blood carries with it some Korean essence as well. Due to her job, she never had the time to wear makeup so she relied on her natural features to boast themselves, which was often enough since most students fell for her "nerd next door" look. She's fairly average in height, barely reaching 5'5 in flats. A healthy diet and cycling kept her in shape throughout her university years and since the apocalypse, it's paid off. Her legs are in fit shape and - although she'll never admit it - she's proud of her behind.

Personality:
Millie is a caring soul at the center. She's grown up in a family that loved her and she loved back just as strongly. However she gained a stern edge from her father and will not settle for impoliteness or disrespect. If there was something she valued from people, it was their manners. Spending twenty years in a Japanese town taught her many things; the value of respect being one of them. She also believes that a person should never be a burden on another, when you get to that point, you're not longer a guest but a nuisance. With her intelligence came a degree of skepticism and she finds it hard to fully understand people who act irrationally or impulsively. There may be something more to it but she wasn't crazy about people who were constantly using lust and passion as an excuse to do things or to shirk responsibilities. Millie is the kind of girl to take control and to drive people, to make things work as best as she can and to ensure people pull their weight.

History:
Millicent Oyama is what most would call a dreamer. Her mind longed for a better world and she found her place in that vision in medicine. Specifically, veterinary medicine. Her love for animals blossomed into a dedicated eight years at medical school to finally qualify for the job. Part of her ambition and perseverance came from her father, a small time business owner from Kyoto who – from a young age – encouraged Millie to be the best she could be. He pushed her to study hard and sacrifice the luxuries at the start so that she could live life at its fullest later on. "Embrace the rapids so that the stream is ever sweeter." He would say when she was fed up with homework and extra studies. Although at first Millie disliked the sacrifices, she discovered that it had all been worth it by the time she finally got into medical school. The achievement alone was enough to make her family proud but she still aspired to make a difference. She decided to specialise in reptiles once she achieved her masters degree and flew to Texas to attend Texas A&M University in order to work towards her doctorate. It was during her fourth year into the course that the virus broke out. Like many of the medical students at A&M, Millie kept in the loop about vaccinations and made her own notes on the progression of the disease. She'd taken the vaccine the moment it had become available to her and she'd encouraged her parents to have it as well, despite her concerns about the newly adjusted vaccine. It was her biggest regret. That Skype call was the last time she saw her parents and she lives with the guilt of what she'd done. Her rash and panicked behaviour had caused her to ignore her research; to ignore her rational thought and push for what seemed safe at first glance. Both her mother and father were carrying the T.Gondii parasite, which mutated horrifically once they received the vaccine. They had been the first people in her home town to turn, and it had been her fault.

Skills:
Millie was well into her medical training by the time the disease began turning people into mindless zombies. This means that she's skilled in all things medicinal, even if it was mostly on other species. She's also good at problem solving, it doesn't take her long to assess a situation and come up with a solution with the best outcome at the lowest risk.

Likes:
- Puzzles -
- People -
- Animals (especially reptiles) -

Dislikes
- Arrogance -
- Impoliteness -
- Irrationality -
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Name:
Tomas William Maine

Nicknames/Aliases:
Tommy, Tomathy, TomTom

Age:
5

Gender:
Male

Appearances:
Tommy is a pretty small child. Like, really small. He didn't grow much in the womb and that hasn't really changed after five years. His skin is ghostly but the warmth of his chestnut hair and tawny eyes can soften the hardest of hearts. Although at first glance he appears harmless, his cheeky grin and quirked eyes can often show a sign of mischief.

Personality:
A spirited and whimsical young nugget, Tommy has a head full of imaginative creations and fantastical ideas. He has a love for construction and curious about how things work. This curiosity is a huge drive for him as he will pick up anything that sparks his enthusiastic nature. Since he is so young, he doesn't quite understand the severity of the world's condition and is the frequent motivator people need to see that innocence is not lost. That there's hope. However he's not complete sunshine and rainbows, like all young children, Tommy has a light trigger for tantrums. He gets mad quickly and it takes a careful hand to calm him down again. His tears aren't quiet in these episodes and that can often pose a problem for his companions.

History:
Tommy was born in New Jersey, a place he barely remembers, to two mothers. A specially born child to fill the emptiness that his mothers Lucy and Rayna felt after they married, Tommy lived a somewhat restless life. Once at home, he was happy, playing with his toys and his older cousin, Matthew. However when they moved to the south, they found themselves getting heckled, abused and tormented. Despite being a whole new era, one where same-sex families weren't uncommon,there were those that still firmly believed a son needed his father. Of course Tommy didn't understand, not really, but he knew something was off.
Rayna was the only one who was infected when the apocalypse began. She came down with symptoms and Lucy barely left her side, not even when the attacks became more frequent. Tommy had to watch the deterioration of his mother and it was only at the last minute that Lucy took her son away to escape the hoards. The last memory he has of Rayna was her breaking free from the ties that had kept her in place.
For months, Lucy and Tommy travelled looking for a safe place. The tales of a haven some way away kept them both going but eventually Lucy lost her mind. She was heart-broken and afraid, the pressures of looking after Tommy without her partner pushing her to the edge and beyond. He was dumped somewhere in LA, after months of traveling, before running to find Lucy's body hanging by a jump wire.

Skills:
He's 5 years old. He hasn't mastered much, barely able to read or write at a basic level but expresses a great interest in what adults would recognise as engineering. However, his most useful attribute is that he really is a cheerful person. He thrives in groups and can make friends easily and quickly, if you need to smile, he's the one who's going to turn the corners of your mouth the right way up.

Likes:
- Dinosaurs -
- Tools -
- Exploring -
- Food -

Disikes:
- Loud Noises -
- Arguments -
- Dogs -

Tommy has a mild phobia of the canine family, his experience has been mostly negative and thus has encouraged his irrational fear to blossom into a phobia that leaves him shaken and terrified.
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Bobbie Fawn 〉〉〉〉 Main Character

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Name: Barbara Callie Fawn

Nicknames/Aliases: Bobbie

Age: 18

Gender: Female

Appearances: Bobbie is a tall young woman, standing 5'6, almost 5'7. Though, she mostly appears so tall because of her thin, slim build with slight curves here and there, and long limbs. She only weighs about 121 lbs. Her complexion is slightly tan, and definitely not flawless. Though she has no tattoos and only two piercings on her ears. She has a particularly noticeable scar on her stomach. And her eyes almost almond shaped, but not quite, the hue of them are brown. Then comes her hair that's brown, though in certain light it looks light brown

Personality: Bobbie could be described as a sarcastic bitch. But she really isn't a bitch - at least. Sure she appears to be standoffish but she is, however, sarcastic. Sarcasm always seems to be her only defense. And most of the time she prefers to stay quiet, especially around strangers. When she does open her mouth she has a rather sharp tongue and comes off as rude, harsh, unkind and a downer. It only comes out that way because she's a realist, a practical person, and extremely honest. But if you hang around her long enough, you'll find she's an actually sweet person who smiles around the right people and teasing. Most of the time she's always concerned about those she's closest too and will risk many things for them. And she can say nice things too, she just has a hard time doing so. She's too much of a tough chick to always be so kind. And she's not very trusting towards others either. And she can get easily annoyed, but she doesn't act on her anger or annoyance all the time. She has a pretty controlled temper for the most part. Though, she might get back at the person in an underhanded and devious way. Noticeably, she is confident in herself and skills as well. Which makes her adventurous and tenacious. The woman is strong-willed.

History: Bobbie's was born in Moscow Russia, to a Russian mother and American father. She was their second child after her older brother. The family was an estranged one. Her parents never liked to be around one another, they always argued when they were. So, she grew to rely on her brother and hung around him and his friends. This fact could contribute to why she became a tomboy. Her mother wanted her to be more girly but gave up eventually. In school, she was often picked on with stereotypes, being called a boy or gay. Though none of them were true, the bullying only hardened her.

She was around ten when her father started taking her and her brother out hunting. He thought it was a good skill to have. Her mother could not stand this idea, but she never stopped him, it wasn't in her.
Eventually, her mother ran off with some guy when she was around twelve. After that, her brother grew distant from her, and he father tried to pay more attention to his children and take care of them. They moved to the states, his home.

Of course being foreign, and the way she was, she was still bullied in school. But gained a friend or two. She started doing better in school and tried to be moe adventurous in hobbies and other things. She continued hunting with her father, learned self-defense and found an interest in plants.

Though, she decided she wanted to be a botanist or a herbalist. Just someone who wanted to work with plants in general! She started studying at a young age, and the more time passed, the more distant she grew from her brother who got into more and more trouble and grew closer to her father.

It was the night that she received her college acceptance letter when she became aware of the outbreak. Her father had shot an infected neighbor, it was enough to freak her out. But he got her to calm down good enough to get her ready and packed to leave. Of course, her brother was still out causing trouble, so they had to find him before going on their way.

And when they did, he was being attacked. Her father saved him but lost his life at the cost. Ever since she and her brother have been traveling together, but she refuses to be friendly with him.

And even worst, when they were running from zombies they were separated.

Spoiler

Skills: Shooting a gun (She learned to hunt from a young age)
Agile(A sneaky cat she is, and can fit in smaller places because of her thin frame.)
Self-defense(Of course this only works with living people, not zombies.)
Quick-thinker
Resourceful
She is knowledgeable about plants, whether they're editable, could be used for healing purposes or other things. Yes, she has some knowledge in the medical field.

Likes:
Plants
Animals
Superhero Merchandise
The stars
music
lullabies
Tea

Dislikes:
Lazing around for long
Assholes
Traitors
Weaklings/Losers(People who can't stand up for themselves without a good reason)
Being taken lightly
People just assuming things about her
Stereotypes
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Toby Fawn 〉〉〉〉 Side Character

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Name: Tobias Stellan Fawn
Nickname: Toby
Age: 24
Gender: Male
Appearance: Stands 6'0 exactly. Weighs about 140lbs with a lean body, though there isn't really a lot of standing out muscles. His eyes dark blue, almost appearing gray. While his hair is dark brown, and looks black.
Traits: Intelligent, Rude, Observant, Opinionated, Calm, Sarcastic, Secretive, Caring, Arrogant.
History: Toby is the older brother of Bobbie. He was a kind and smart child, but once his mother left his family he hardened and grew distant. When moving into the states, he started to get into a ton of trouble. He let his grades drop to try in fit in with the cool and fun kids. Though, when he saw he might be heading to a community college he tried to clean up his act. And it worked for a while, he got into a good college to be a doctor. Of course, the college parties and fun life got to him and he eventually fell back into old habits. But it was when his father died saving his life did he finally matured up for himself and his sister.
Skills; He could have been a doctor, but never got that far. Fortunately, he does have some medical skills. And he can shoot a gun, he had learned from his father. Lastly, he is smart and observant, but he's mostly a jerk.
Extra: Don't touch his sister.




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Kathy Moores 〉〉〉〉 Side Character

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Name: Katherine Moores
Nickname: Kathy or Kath
Age: 28
Gender: Female
Appearance: Stands 5'5 only. Weighs 121 lbs, barely. Green eyes. Long red hair.
Traits: Hot-tempered. Tenacious. Aggressive. Compassionate. Empathetic. Cheerful. Loyal.
History: Kathy had a pretty normal, even happy. She had a happy childhood, raised by both her parents and friends surrounding her. She went to school to be a veterinarian. And eventually met the love of her life and got engaged. Unfortunately, the end of the world had come. She only survived so long with her fiancee before he contracted the disease and was killed.
Skills; You could consider her a doctor, she was a vet so she does have some medical skills. She's good with sharp weapons such as knives, and even blunt weapons like bats. Resourceful and intelligent.
Extra: She does not like skin contact.

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[Stryder]

Is it too late to join this?

Picture:

Name: Marcus Pearce

Nicknames/Aliases: Lion-heart
Age: 27
Gender: Male
Appearances: Marcus stand at 6'2 and weighs in at 175 pounds, sporting an impressive physique to boot.

Personality:
Marcus is a soldier that demonstrates an undying semblance to the seven Army values; Loyalty, Duty, Respect, Selfless Service, Honor, Integrity, and Personal Courage. He's a truly brave man that doesn't let fear get the best of him, despite how crippling it may be, he believes that fear is only an illusion of danger.

History:
Marcus is a veteran soldier, having served through a few tours of duty, his experience was worth its weight in gold. Especially so since the outbreak occurred, fighting had always been his main focus as a soldier but so was survival, but that didn't stop these parasites from taking everything he held dear.

Skills:
Marcus has an in depth familiarization with various weapons to include knives, but mainly rifles and sidearms.
He is well trained in hand to hand combat, enough to defend himself against two attackers at the very most.
Survival, thanks to time out in the field and as a dismounted soldier, Marcus is very skilled at being homeless, as bad as it may sound, it comes in handy.
He's also a combat lifesaver, which means, he can stop the bleeding.

Likes:
Happy people
'Embracing the Suck'
Being a Soldier

Disikes:
Bad people
Show-offs
The infected​

 

[Dakota K5]

Is it too late to join this?

No, I am pretty sure we are still taking members.

 

[Crimson smile]

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"I don't know what stories you heard but it's all lies. Every damn word. Especially the one about the blue dress."

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"Keep talking, your just giving me more time to plan how to get rid of the body."

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"I wanted to be a hero so bad but I've changed. Doesn't mean I'm not able to be a hero, just mean's I won't be your hero."

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Dimitri 'Petrie' Bilinski

[bg=#4B0082]Requisite[/bg]

NAME:

Dimitri Bilinski

NICKNAME(S):

Petrie

"My family called me Petrie. Like in the land before time. There's a story behind it but I don't like talking about it..."

AGE:
18

GENDER:
male

SEXUALITY:
Bisexual

BIRTHDAY:
December 3rd
"I tell everyone it's in May. This way my balls don't freeze off as we sing happy birthday."

[bg=#4B0082]Appearance[/bg]

BODY:
Petrie has a lightly muscled build usually hiding behind his sharp tongue, moles, baggy clothes, and long limbs.

HEIGHT:
5'7

WEIGHT:
147 lb

HAIR:
Brown

EYES:
Amber

STYLE:

Petrie has a very relaxed style that typically consists of jeans, high tops, t shirts with logo's or pictures, and a sweatshirt or plaid shirt. He sometimes adds a hat.

NOTICEABLE FEATURES:
He has pale skin and a lot of moles.
"I know, what your going to ask and yes. I was born this handsome."

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PERSONALITY:

Pertrie is well known for his mouth as it never seems to stop moving always moving from topic too topic and being to loud for his own good, as he is rather outspoken. Petrie always has a sassy or witty remark on the tip of his tongue. Usually it's something funny as he tries to diffuse a situation. He often rambles, especially when nervous or anxious, and just blurts out things without meaning to which can get him into trouble or awkward situations. It doesn't help that he is naturally reckless and sometimes just likes being a smart ass. Usually though he is clever enough to stay out of trouble or find a way to escape. Ironically he is very good at keeping secrets.

Petrie is to curious and reckless for his own good, often sticking his nose where it doesn't belong, and he is determined when he wants to find something out. He is also highly ambitious, he has high goals for himself and others, and is also very loyal. He will defend his family to the end and won't hesitate to hurt another should it be needed. Though he might feel bad about it later.

Because of his ADHD Petrie finds it hard to focus on one thing which is what is partly responsible for his rambling. Petrie can also be found to be a huge geek. He loves video games and sci fi tv shows though doesn't often get to do things like play video games or watch tv. He worries a lot about his family and their living situation so spends much of his free time working and although he is usually very outgoing he secretly has very low self esteem.

[BCOLOR=#000000]"Ahum, I think we are getting a bit to deep here. At least take me out to dinner first before asking about my kinks, you dog."[/BCOLOR]

After the apocalypse
It was found that when pushed Petrie is a natural leader. It didn't save his parent's from the parasite but it has helped him and his remaining friends to survive. He is able to do things other's don't want to or couldn't, even if it meant putting himself in harms way. He is also able to plan ahead and figure out their next step. Though, he is noticeably less bubbly and cheerful since before all the stress began. He also keep's to himself a bit more. Yet, he's doing his best to hold on.
"Sometimes, who you used to be doesn't survive as you become who you need to be."

LIKES:

Life before the apocalypse, finding answers, Video games, Sci fi tv shows, Netflix, Animals, Junk food, Drinking, classics, Books, His mom's cooking, Great movies, and His family.

DISLIKES:

Th apocalypse, bad dreams, not being able to sleep, bad movies, jerks, lack of Google, being alone, not being able to focus, stereotypes, rumors, and emberrasing himself.

QUIRKS:

Rambles often- Petrie likes to talk and often gets off topic and forgets to breath

No brain to mouth filter- Petrie tends to blurt out things when anxious or nervous. Usually very embarrassing or stupid things.

Never stops moving- Petrie is full of energy and find's it hard to focus as such he is always moving rather it be twitching or shifting restlessly

HABITS:

Looking up random facts- Petrie knows a little about most things because he finds it easy to throw his focus on researching even the smallest of things once he finds it interesting.

Eavesdropping- Petrie just can't keep out of other people business, he is just to curious. Unfortunately he typically can't resist the urge to say something witty or sarcastic about what he hears....to the people speaking.

Asking random questions- Because Petrie's mind is constantly moving Petrie finds himself often thinking strange things while speaking to other people. Sometimes he just can't help asking something that may seem completely random to others.

Falling- Petrie can be a complete clutz. He has good balance but he just can't seem to stop himself from running into things, usually when distracted, or tripping over things.

Being overly prepared- Petrie always planned ahead, rather that means packing a weeks worth of clothes for a night at a friends or having a baseball bat in his car encase he's attacked.

SKILLS

Cooking- Surprisingly Petrie is a very good cook. He picked up the hobby when he was younger and is the main cook of the family. He tries to make every meal as healthy and filling as possible with what they have at the time.

Research- Petrie is like a dog with a bone when curious. He won't give up until he has tracked down and answer.

Adapting- Petrie has always been able to blend into the background when needed and handle most situations on his own. So it's not surprising he's good at adapting when things change, even so suddenly. Though he may have PTSD.

Mechanic- Petrie know's a thing or two about cars thanks to his old job as a mechanic.

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BACKGROUND

Petrie grew up in a small town just outside Chicago. He was a loner for the most part keeping the few friends he had close, yet distant. He didn't want to burden them. Petrie got a job at a auto shop to help his family and found the skills coming in handy when the apocalypse began.
Petrie's parents where the among the first to go. Petrie couldn't mourn for them, to busy helping those he could. In the end only a few of his friends survived, along with some of their family. For the last two years they traveled together, the group becoming smaller and smaller as time passed and they succumbed to the sickness or left to find what might remain of their families. In the end Petrie found himself on his own. At least until he found Trix.
"I couldn't save them. Any of them."
RELATIONSHIPS
Trix: Surrogate sister
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WRITING SAMPLE

"I haad hoped you w-would be out heeere."

Petrie restrained an annoyed sigh at the familiar voice, it was slurred from to many drinks but still arrogant and confident. Damn it, I had been hoping to escape him. Giving up on smoking the cigarette he had been attempting to light, despite the wind, he tucked it behind his ear and turned to face origin of the voice. A hunched figure of an otherwise tall man, about 5'11, stumbled toward him from the shadows obviously inebriated.

"Look, I've tried to be nice about this but perhaps your brains to small to understand. So I'll be straight with you. I don't like you! Especially, not sexually. Now please leave me alone." The man stopped blinking at the teen's slight figure in confusion as his, small, brain tried to comprehend what he said. His brain obviously came to the conclusion that Petrie had either insulted him or strung him along all night by making him by him drinks only not to deliver because he glared at the boy.

"I d-don't like teasses!" Stumbling forward he attempted to grab Petrie and force him to deliver. Squeaking, in a manly way of course, Petrie dodged the hit stumbling away from the angry man. Bloodshot eyes followed him as he steadied himself. I can't believe I found him slightly cute in the beginning. Pointing at the man he waged his finger, like he was scolding him. "No mean's no mister! Want to hear it in spanish? No!"

Yelling, the man lurched forward and Petrie didn't bother withholding his annoyed sigh as he dodged the man's grabs and hits. Now that he expected them they were easy to dodge. Maybe I should have outright rejected his advances from the beginning instead of 3 coke a colas and a shot of whiskey ago. Oh well to late now.

"Wow, alright then. Sorry but I'm going to have to stop you right there." Knowing he would miss the L should he continue to linger Petrie decided to end it. The next time he dodged the mans grab Petrie moved behind him and with one steady kick to the middle of his back sent the man flying onto the ground. He was passed out before his head hit the ground.

"Chow," Petrie uselessly called behind him, tugging the hood of his red hoodie up, as he made his way toward the L that would take him back to the south side. Away from the passed out man who's name he couldn't remember, I think it started with an L, and gay club he had spent his night dancing and flirting in. Where no one from his side of the tracks would be lurking. I wonder If I have time to stop by the liquor store and grab something. A reward for mostly sticking to cola all night so I wouldn't end up passed out on the side of the road.

"There I answered your, somewhat intrusive, questions. Now it's your turn to spill. On a scale of one to ten how much do you like me right now?"

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"I'll get the shovel and garbage bags if you get the ax."

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"Keep up the insult's and I may begin to think you like me."

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"We all have our secrets. I keep mine close as I unravel yours."

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"I became insane long ago. I just suffer with long intervals of horrible sanity."

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[Crimson smile]

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"I'm only shaking your hand cause I'm scared you'll squash me. What the hell do they feed you?"
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"Get your fucking hand's off me, I said I wouldn't kill him."
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Trix

"Why should I bother with you? Give me a reason to waste my time."

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Name:
Beatrix Lestrange
Nicknames/Aliases:
Trix, Bea, Strange
Age:
12
Gender:
Female
Birthday:
June 7th
"On my last birthday, my mom's head got bashed in. So sorry if I'm not enthusiastic about surviving another year. "

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Appearances:

"Dude, your looking right at me. You blind or something?"
BODY:
Trix is nothing but long limbs and flesh at this point. Maybe a few scars to patch her together.

HEIGHT:
4'9

WEIGHT:
89 lb

HAIR:
Brown

EYES:
Brown

STYLE:
Trix wears whatever she grabs first. Rather that's a dress or pants doesn't matter to her.

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Personality:

Trix has always been a rough and tough tomboy, loving to rough house and playing in the dirt. She has a very bad temper and a 'punch first ask later' attitude that often got her into trouble at school and at home. Now she find's it an asset. Using violence without hesitation and often swearing.
She has a wicked mouth and likes to argue and question anything and everything. She is also very reckless, naive, and impulsive at times, running ahead and acting without evaluating the risk's. Though she does so less now.
After the apocalypse, she gained a fear of being alone and began to suffer from survivors guilt. Despite this, she displays great physical resilience, emotional strength and complete fearlessness, as demonstrated by her constant perseverance in the face of the many often dire situations that her travels put her through
History: (include pre-apocalypse occupation!)
Skills:
Fighting
Run's fast
Distracting others
Pulling pranks
lying
Likes:
Video games
Sports
Fighting
Being treated like a grown up
Having fun

Dislikes:
The apocalypse
Being left behind
Being alone
Bad dreams
Idiots

[bg=#4B0082]Background[/bg]

Trix was raised mostly by her mother. Her father was usually away at work. Her mother tried to influence her to be girly and well mannered from early on but it was no use. Trix wasn't having it. By the time Trix was eight her mother had given up and accepted her daughters quirks. Around that time Trix had began fighting at school and was always getting into trouble. This caused the two to fight often. Yet, regardless of this when the apocalypse began they did their best to make sure the other stayed alive. Her mother protecting Trix from those that used to be human and Trix keeping her mother sane. Unfortunately, a year into the apocalypse Trix's mother fell to the parasite. It was by sheer luck that Petrie was nearby to finish her off before she could her Trix. Since then Trix and Petrie have traveled together.

RELATIONSHIPS
Petrie: Her surrogate older brother
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"Why the hell does nobody seem to get the hang of the words GET OUT!"
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"The fuck you do that for."
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[Hexatech]

⇢Name | Cecilio Jesus Ledezma⇢Main Character
⇢Nickname | Jesse
⇢Age | 24
⇢Birthdate | July 22
⇢Gender | Male
⇢Appearance | Stand's at 6'4 , with a slender athletic build and tanned olive skin. Has brown eye's that carry a kind warm glow with them. Has short black hair kept at a buzz cut and a goatee and tries to keep both as neat as possible. He has faint scars covering both of his arms from Eczema as well as some on the back of his hands. Also has a scar on the right side of his neck/chin.

⇢Personality: Observant and ever cautious the world has changed Jesus into a more wary and skeptical person but under that defense he's a caring individual. If one manages to earn his trust they'll see someone who care's about others and wants to help when possible. He is a friendly person willing to try and strike up conversations with others provided they don't try and shoot him first. He also tries to hold back his judgement until he has a better understanding of a situation or a person. He doesn't hesitate to get loud and back up his words with actions if need be but he's also willing to discuss and negotiate if tension or violence can be avoided.

⇢History: Cecilio was the firstborn of two children to a single mother and a bastard child of a former soldier who managed to woo his mother. As a young child Cecilio was something of an outcast diagnosed with ADHD at a very young age and found it very hard to interact with other children. While his childhood was certainly one that kept him happy even without a father though his life at school was hell. Due to his inability to really make friends as well as his behavioral issues he became a prime target for bullying nearly all of his time in school until his junior year in high school after moving to a new city. From that point he displayed an intrigue in medicine and chose to study and become an EMT and he did so with minimal issues now being able to focus on his schoolwork. Around this time Cecilio's mom married and he met his stepdad who actually got him is first rifle and helped him become set on becoming an EMT.

Cecilio graduated high school and chose community college as his means of getting EMT certification as well as being interested in electronic engineering. After graduating with an associates in Electronic engineering as well as his EMT registration and permit. Cecilio worked as an EMT for nearly 4 years before he quit due to a workplace and was offered a job in private law enforcement company known as Ultor. He found the new work to be thrilling as well as something that definitely paid the bills though on the eve of the outbreak he was on 'Preventative Crowd Control' near a private business.

After witnessing a literal group kill a few of his coworkers Cecilio and the remaining employee's of the team chose to 'borrow' some of their companies equipment figuring a few missing suits of riot gear, guns, and a guard dog wouldn't be missed. Since then Cecilio's been looking for some place thats safe and could serve as a new home for him.

⇢Skills
+ Weapon Repair/ Maintenance
+ Electronically and Mechanically inclined
+ Marksmanship
+ Knowledge of some advanced medicine
+ Tactical thinker
+ Close combat
+Strong


⇢Likes |
+ Making friends
+ Reading
+ Exploring
+ Cooking
+Rain/Snow
+Sweets


⇢Dislikes |
- Broken tools
- Hostile people
- Extremely hot weather
-Very cramped spaces
-Open Water​

Side Character

⇢Name: Ringo
⇢Breed: German Shepherd
⇢Appearance: Brown and black fur with splotches of dark fur in his back and face.
⇢Gender: Male
⇢Age: 1 and a half years old.
⇢Likes|
+Food
+Belly rubs
+Playing
⇢Dislikes|
-Infected
-Being Alone
-Mean Strangers​

 

[Ghoul the skeleton]

May I join?

 

[VengefulPeanut]

May I join?

Unfortunately, we've stopped accepting new applications. Will PM you.

 

[JJ]

Status: Temporary Plot Character - Alive

Name:
Lacey O'Malley

Age:
31

Spoiler

Gender:
Female

Appearances:
Average height, fit shape, black hair & brown eyes.

Personality:
Kind and generous, the sort of "give the shirt off your back" person archetype that is seldom seen these days. She can be brusque and abrasive sometimes but it is typically in the defense of another.

History:
Lacey was a very successful criminal prosecutor in her pre-apocalypse days, working on many high profile cases and having a success rate of near 99%. After an attempt on her life, due to a particularly dangerous case involving human trafficking, she took up kickboxing and started running marathons. It became something she found that she enjoyed very much, and is likely the reason she survived for so long after the apocalypse.

Skills:
athleticism
debate
cooking
climbing

Likes:
+helping people+
+arguing+
+swimming in the ocean+

Disikes:
-cruel people-
-rats/mice-
-being dirty or disheveled-

 

[Lulunopia]

Main Character
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♠ Elizabeth ♠

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Name: Elizabeth Mercury Jones | Nicknames/Aliases: Lizzie, Beth, Lisa | Age: 16 | Gender: Female

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Elizabeth is a rather attractive teen who is rather self conscious about her appearance. Many times she has tried changing her looks by either getting a different hair cut, choosing different clothes or make-up. The only thing she never changed was her natural red hair. At the moment her hair reaches down to her mid back but, she usually braids it or puts it in a bun. Even tho she's not particularly happy with her looks people often tell her that her eyes are her most noticeable feature. The light blue center with dark blue surrounding the edges, they are the window of her soul, showing emotions she likes to keep hidden.

Her skill is a porcelain color and hold little to no blemishes thanks to taking care of her skin. Elizabeth has light freckles going across her nose and cheeks that aren't noticeable unless close to her face. Her face is slightly round and her nose is button like while her lips are plump and pink. She's slightly short for her age, her being 5', and is relatively fit only weighting about 110 lbs. Even with her body being fit her figure is slightly curvy but, not by much. Most times her outfits reflect her mood, which is mostly happy so, often times you'll find her in skinny jeans and a T-shirt. Now tho, she prefers legging as there easier to move in.

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Personality:
♠ Friendly: Elizabeth loves to make friends, even now in the apocalypse she still find it in her to try and make a friend. If people tell her someones bad she takes it upon herself to show that they have a good side. She often believes that even the most evil person in the world can have a good side to them.
♠ Patient: Lizzie has no problem waiting for many minutes for a response from someone or even days for an outcome.
♠ Blunt: Sadly Elizabeth has a hard time controlling what she says leading to problems. While she may seem nice Lizzie really judges people in her head and sometimes she says her thoughts aloud even if she doesn't mean to.
♠ Clumsy: Lizzie isn't the most coordinated with her feet, often tripping over them. She may be fast and agile but, that doesn't mean she'd graceful. Elizabeth;s actually the opposite, having almost gotten infected a few times from tripping over air, a root, or even her own feet.
♠ Loyal: Elizabeth is a strong believer of 'No man left behind'. She will go to great lengths to say a friend or even a random person. Even if she has to do this alone she will find a way to save anyone in trouble. Not to mention she would never turn her back on a friend even if there horrible to her.

Likes:
♠ Strawberries
♠ Cotton Candy
♠ Clouds
♠ Fuzzy Blankets
♠ Cats
♠ Reading

Dislikes:
♠ Being Interrupted
♠ Dogs
♠ Loud Noises
♠ Cold Weather
♠ Fighting and Arguing
♠ Being Short

Skills:
♠ Quick on Feet: Even with her being clumsy Elizabeth is surprisingly fast on her feet can, if she doesn't trip, she can get out of most any situation.
♠ Agile: Before the outbreak she was on her schools gymnastics team and was weirdly one of the best.
♠ Sword Skill: At a young age Lizzie learned how to use a sword and is now fairly good at it.

Extra: #24578f

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Being an only child Elizabeth was smothered in love by her parents. She wouldn't once tell you she hated the love her parents showered her in but, everything comes to an end. During Lizzie's first sword fighting match when she was 5 her father collapsed. Panic went through her when she watched her father fall. At the hospital the doctors informed them her father had testicular cancer, meaning he had day's left. Elizabeth and her mother cried in each others arms for hours before finally going to see her father. The last thing he even told them was, 'Keep each other close and never forget the love I had for both of you'. 5 day's later they were informed he had passed away.

Years went on and Lizzie and her mother remembered her fathers words but, things were different now. Her mother rarely said she loved her and the house seemed more empty with out her father. Even her mother seemed empty. That didn't stop her from trying to get thing back to they way they were. At school Elizabeth had many friends, she was even on the gymnastics team. yes, her school life was good and people thought her home life was just as good but, it wasn't.

When the outbreak happened Lizzie and her mother hid in there house, only leaving to scavenge other houses. Every one else had left so this was okay but, even with the world having gong to shit her and her mother still weren't close. Until the day her mother caught the disease they barely talked. It was that day that her mother put a gun in her had and said to kill her. Elizabeth was crying but, she did as her mother told her. The last thing her mother said was 'I love you'. After that she buried her mother and left never to turn back. Shortly after she left she came in contact with an injured fox cub. At first the cub was afraid of Lizzie but, it slowly learned to like her as she treated his wound, tho it was poorly done since she has no medical experience.

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Side Character​

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» Devin «

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Name: Devin Mitch Donner | Nicknames/Aliases: N/A | Age: 21 | Gender: Male

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Appearance: Short blonde hair slicked to the side neatly kept. Hazel eye's that get darker when angry. He's 5' 8" and weights 160 lbs with few muscles. His skin is pale and his facial features are sharp and make him intimidating.

Personality Traits: Manipulative - Friendly - Hot Headed - Caring - Patient - Loyal

Likes:
» Snow
» Peas
» Dogs
» Pumpkin Pie

Dislikes:
» Rain
» Loud People
» Annoying Questions
» Spinach (Raw)

Skills:
» Manipulative
» Hand to Hand Combat

History: Devin grew up in Protland, Maine and lived a simple life. He got straight A's and was even in a martial arts class. People often said he looked mean but, he would laugh it off saying they were crazy. Devin's parents were rarely around due to being on business trips. This left Devin feeling slightly lonely but, other than the absence of his parents Devin lived a normal life before the out break. When the out break happened Devin was with his parents, he watched them get murdered before he managed to kill the person infected. He burred his parents and left town with few things on him. During his travels he heard rumor of a survivor camp. Curious he decided to go looking for it, even if was possibly just a rumor.

Extra: #293678

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