The Walking Dead - Among the Ruined (Sign-Ups and Info)

[Atomyk]

The Walking Dead - Among the Ruined

When there's no more room in hell, the dead will walk the earth...

Season 1 - Into the Catacombs
Season 2 - A Civil Dispute
Season 3 - New Roads Taken
Season 4 - Shadows That Linger
Season 5 - March to Death
Season 6 - Answers in Blood
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Overview Rules Maps Character Sheet

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  - Art by QT
  
  Welcome to our Walking Dead RP! Like any zombie roleplay, there will be action, gore and zombie killing, but at the heart of any RP within this genre is the twists, the turns, the drama, the heartache, and the joy of moral decisions that have both good and bad consequences.
  
  Everything you do and say could have consequences down the line. The walker you killed yesterday was actually the mother of the person you met today. That guy you refused to give food? He decided to take it anyway and killed your best friend. That little boy you helped? He came back with a large group to steal your supplies. In this world, each choice can mean the difference between life and death. Don't ever get too comfortable, because you never know when things will all go to hell.
  
  Of course, it's already there, isn't it?
  
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  The GMs for this RP are @Lady Myst, @-QT-, and @Atomyk.
  
  A link our OOC Skype chat: Join conversation
  
  Among the Ruined was a roleplay that went on for a year on another website (Roleplayer Guild) and ended up with four "seasons". Now, we're bringing it to Iwaku with a reboot of sorts. The events of the past RP will be a part of the new RP's lore, but knowledge of the previous RP will not be required for any new RPers joining us!
  
  So, what's the plot you may ask? It is not quite set in stone, but generally we'll be looking at various communities living their lives amidst the zombie apocalypse. Most of the people of these communities are just trying to survive and have to worry about the hardships that come with that. Of course, there will be conflicts between the survivors.
  
  New players will start in and around the cities of Natchez, Mississippi and Alexandria, Louisiana, though the plots surrounding Alexandria have yet to really kick off. In Natchez, a community has settled within a fortified school once known as Morgantown Middle School. "Morgantown" will be where characters new and old alike will be colliding and attempting some measure of peace as they all try and coexist together. There is another group in Natchez involving a walled off apartment complex.
  
  Right now, we're looking for input from past or new players on plots that will run into the future. Any input on plot, characters, or locations is always welcome.​
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  1) Absolutely no fighting in the OOC! You only get one warning, then your character(s) will be killed off and you will be banned from the RP.
  
  2) No overpowered characters. It's okay to have weaponry, but not everyone is survival trained and can make a rocket launcher with a pocket knife, some string and a potato. Be realistic with your character's skills and their weapons!
  
  3) An extension of the above rule-- We won't be accepting characters with military backgrounds. Characters with medical backgrounds will likely be asked to change as well. To avoid any conflicts it's best that you plan on your character having just been a regular person before the apocalypse hit. Stray from creating characters that have a particularly firearms-related background (Like someone who grew up hunting and is a skilled marksman).
  
  4) We don't have many limits when it comes to explicit content. Strong language is fine, and gore is more than likely to come up. However, absolutely no smut should occur. Romance is fine, but anything beyond kissing should fade to black. If you really want to RP that out, take it to PMs or the Libertine section (But make sure you're both of the correct age!).
  
  5) Killing of characters must be agreed upon, even NPCs. NPCs without a * next to their name are free to be moved around/controlled, required that their written personality/history is adhered to.
  
  6) All ideas are welcome! If you have any ideas for major plot-related ideas, characters. locations, etc. then please PM either any of the GMs.
  
  7) Before making any game changing decisions, please PM one of the GMs about it or discuss it in the OOC before posting it. This does not mean we need to make every decision for you, but MAJOR plot twists need to be approved by the GMs.
  
  8) You can have as many characters as you can handle. Do not ignore anyone and post regularly. If you can't post for a couple of days, let us know so we can move around your character. If you do not post in the IC or OOC or PM us for a significant amount of time, then your character will be made an NPC and likely become a walker/corpse. If you want to return after that, you will have to make another character.
  
  9) In that same vein, if you've been in the RP for some time and decide you want to go, the option for your character to become an NPC is there in case you ever return. Though NPCs are more likely to be killed off, the character just may be alive when you come back.
  
  10) People will die. It's a zombie survival RP. We ask that you strongly consider ideas for your character's death eventually, even if you don't really wish for them to die. While we will never kill off your character without your consent, no one is likely to survive forever in zombie fiction. Just keep the idea in mind when making your sheet.
  
  11) An important rule that some may take for granted: NO ONE IS IMMUNE. This is not "The Last of Us", this is a "The Walking Dead" RP. There is no cure and there is no immunity to the zombie virus. Everyone already has it. Your character can be working on a cure, but that is all that is permitted.
  
  12) Something we refer to as the "posting rule" should be in effect for every IC post. It is extremely helpful in keeping track of where everyone is. At the top of any post you make put in bold the name of the character you are currently playing, their location, and who you are interacting with. For example:
  
  Kim - Bus Stop - Steven
  
  If you are playing multiple characters in one post, just add their names in:
  
  Kim and Stacy - Restaurant - Each Other
  
  If there are multiple people in the same place and you don't know who you are interacting with at the moment, broaden the terms:
  
  Kim - Office - Everyone
  
  This way, no matter who replies, everyone who is currently in the office knows you might be interacting with them or can start an interaction.
  
  13) We reserve the right to add more rules if needed.​
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  When making your character, keep in mind that the RP is currently approximately 10 months, since the apocalypse began and that the current general setting is the Louisiana/Mississippi area of America.
  
  Appearance: (We request that you do not use pictures of an anime style for appearance. Real life images are preferred, but you may also use portraits or art if it's realistic in style. If you have trouble finding these kinds of images, feel free to ask me for assistance.)
  
  Name:
  
  Age:
  
  Skills: (Is your character good at medicine? Cooking? Electronics? Hunting? Marksman? These can be skills acquired after the outbreak)
  
  Preferred Weapons (up to three): (Anything they would realistically have. This can be optional if you really have nothing in mind. You could even use it as a sort of character inventory if you want)
  
  Personality: (Both good and bad points)
  
  Bio: (Characters generally will not know much about each other at first, so feel free to offer only a brief history, such as what they were doing before the outbreak and what they've generally done since then)​
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- Art by QT​

 

[Wolverbells]

**Appearance for both**
Identical twins, both have the same hair color and skin tone, but Scarlett sports a pixie cut while Samantha has long hair. Both standing at 5'3". Samantha is a bit more curvy than Scarlett. Sam weights about 125 while Scarlett weighs 115 lbs.


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Appearance: Sam has long, wavy, blonde hair that falls to the small of her back. Her eyes are a blue color and she has plenty of tan freckles around her small nose and cheeks, her skin fair. Having played soccer, mainly being the goalie for many years, she is definitely the more "tom boyish" type, and typically wears tan combat boots, light blue skinny jeans and a white long sleeve blouse with a leather jacket over it. She also has a full sleeve of tattoos on her right arm.

Name: Samantha (Sam) Watson

Age:25

Skill: Being a soccer player, Sam is a fast runner, being able to sprint and keep her speed for a good distance. She can take a hit and knows how to fight. She might not be as book smart as her sister but she is street smart.

Preferred Weapon: 9mm beretta and whatever she can find useful.

Personality: Samantha is a very blunt girl. She takes a while to open up and only cares about her survival as well as her sister's. If she likes you, she's a complete sweetheart and will do whatever she can to make sure you're safe.She might seem like a smartass, a jerk at times, but she does cry easily.

Name : Scarlett Watson


Age : 25

Skill : Being a gymnast, Scarlett is flexible and nimble. She can be very stealthy and has a good stamina. She is a people person, book smart and can cook.

Appearance: Scarlett has short, blonde hair. Her eyes a more green than hazel but she has the same freckles that her twin sister has, the same fair skin. Unlike her sister, Scarlett is a bit more graceful, having spent her years in gymnastics and ballet. She has no tattoos and the only piercings that she has are the two on her ears. She prefers to wear clothing that will help her remain free and flexible. She's usually wearing some sort of running pants or leggings, a loose long sleeved black shirt and a black hoodie over it; she wears this along with running shoes.

Preferred Weapons (up to three) : 9mm beretta, gator machete pro, and whatever else she can find whenever she faces trouble.

Personality : While Sam is a somewhat difficult to approach, Scarlett will welcome almost anyone with open arms and a smile on her face. Scarlett is a complete sweetheart from the moment she meets someone. Don't let it fool you though, everyone has their secrets. Once Scarlett is pissed, she has no mercy, but she will rather leave people to die by the walkers than actually kill them.





Brief Bio for both: They are originally from Pheonix, Arizona but ended up in the city when they both received full ride scholarships for two different reasons. They were the eldest of their siblings. Having a younger sister and a baby brother that were killed when the outbreak happened, along with their parents. Scarlett would volunteer at a nearby gym to help kids with gymnastics while Sam worked as a part-time store manager at the local mall.
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Appearance

Name : Aubrey Diaz
Age : 20
Skill : Basic first aid and archery.

Weapon (up three): A black, modern, Recurve bow with 20 arrows in its quiver; as well as a tactical knife about seven inches long.

Personality :When first meeting Aubrey, it's easy to assume that she's timid and easily frightened, but that's not the case for long. Aubrey can be stubborn and short tempered at times. If she thinks she is right, she won't back down from the argument. The sarcasm is strong in her and she won't make exceptions to who she uses it with. But this is only to people that she typically doesn't get along with. To those who know her, or those she thinks are worth her trust, she is funny and caring. The sarcasm still applies but she knows when to use it. Aubrey is loyal to those that show promise and will try to do everything in her power to help them survive. She used to be an outgoing girl, still having her outbursts here and there, but now she chooses to stay quiet and do things on her own.

Brief Bio: Aubrey was born to a wealthy family in McAllen, Texas. She had no siblings and the very few friends she had, she spoke to very little. Her time would be occupied with horse riding lessons, archery lessons, and school. Although her family had money, she still chose to work, helping out at the vet's office a few blocks from her house until she graduated from high school and left to college.

She attended Texas A&M up until the outbreak happened. Her family decided to go north, out of the state of Texas to see if they could find safety or refuge. Aubrey agreed to meet them at a certain point, but in the mayhem and fear that the others were causing, she got lost and ended up driving to Louisiana with a group of people making their way in a caravan of vehicles.

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Appearance wise, Anna is about 5'4" and weighs around 125 lbs. Her brown hair falls in soft curls down to the small of her back but she mainly keeps it up in either a ponytail or a messy bun to keep the hair out of her face.

Name: Alannah Cortez
Nickname: Anna
Age: 24
Weapons (up to three): A can of Oleoresin Capsicum (OC spray), and a 9mm Beretta that her boyfriend kept around but she has no idea how to shoot along with three magazines, not including the one that is already loaded. She keeps the magazines in her black backpack, along with a first aid kit and a couple of bottled waters and protein bars.

Personality: Alannah is a reserved person. She'd rather remain quiet and unseen than be the center of attention. Especially since her Spanish accent can be very strong at times.
Although she is quiet, it doesn't mean she's going to hold back if something needs to be said. She is a respected and respectful young woman but her temper at times can be a problem.

Skills: Having gone to school for Veterinary Medicine, she has a vast knowledge of which kids of medicines treat which kinds of wounds and illnesses; Unfortunately, seeing as how she dealt with only animals, Anna is limited when it comes to her expertise and can only hope for the best when treating a human. She's good with sharp objects, having done several dissections in her studies, so she prefers to have knives around her rather than guns. Fighting has never appealed to her even though she grew up with brothers and on a Military base, so she'd be of little use if an altercation presented itself.

History: Anna was born in Spain, on an American Naval base, and raised there as long as her father was in the military. Anna's parents split up by the time she was seventeen, and she moved to the states with her mother.

A year after the separation of her parents, Anna's mother once again returned to Spain to be with her family and Anna stayed in the states to continue her education. The young woman chose to focus on her studies rather than to enjoy her college years like the rest of her colleagues, which is why she seems to act much older than she really is. She managed to get herself a stable job at an animal hospital and graduated with her masters in Veterinary Medicine before the age of 25.

Anna has kept herself well and in shape for the majority of her life. The only real health problem, wouldn't exactly be a physical health issue, but more of a mental health issue. Anna does has mild anxiety and has been known to break down in times of stress, although she has learned to control it because she does not want to seem weak in the eyes of others.

Other: Anna has no tattoos or extravagant piercings. Her hobbies were to stay fit and to help stray animals find homes before the outbreak. Running is not her forte but she can carry heavy objects and swim quite well. She has a paranoia of losing her weapons so she tends to keep extra knives on herself at all times.

 

[Atomyk]

Appearance:

Before the infection

Current Date

Name:
David Richard Pierce
Age:
27
Skills: (Is your character good at medicine? Cooking? Electronics? Hunting? Marksman? These can be skills acquired after the outbreak)

Before the outbreak, David knew martial arts and was training for a year until the outbreak. He has excellent leadership skills and is good at keeping everyone in line and staying focused in emergency situations. Dave has past experience with cooking but isn't an amazing chef, but is still good at it. He also used to hunt a few years back with his brother and best friend, mostly using a bow and sometimes a hunting rife.

Preferred Weapons (up to three):

A hunting rife and a pocket knife.

Personality: (Both good and bad points)

Intelligence: David has ran his own CEO company and throughout his life he was been a smart man. He is quite the quick thinker and isn't pressured when in a tight situation. He can put the pieces together and clicks onto things quite easily.
Hard working: David doesn't like taking losses so he tries his hardest to help with anything, even if something is the likeness to 1-100, he will try to do it no rather the task. Even if everyone tells him he can't.
Stubborn: Dave is really stubborn and won't let you change his mind unless he finds that he agrees, he can't be stopped from doing

Bio: (Characters generally will not know much about each other at first, so feel free to offer only a brief history, such as what they were doing before the outbreak and what they've generally done since then)



WIP HAVE A FEW OTHER CHARACTERS COMING UP​

This looks good so far, I just want to warn you that a character is already using Michael Fassbender for their appearance (and in fact is using the exact same image as your second, lol)

 

[Mr.Scales ⚖]

This looks good so far, I just want to warn you that a character is already using Michael Fassbender for their appearance (and in fact is using the exact same image as your second, lol)

Oh wow that kind of makes a domino effect, alright I'll think of something else then.

 

[Atomyk]

Alrighty, everyone, some discussion the plot of the RP has gone on, and basically we're trying to decide how the old characters will integrate with the new ones. Generally, all new characters will start as part of the established community. Now, we can either skip past where the old group ends up with this new community and integrates, or we can start just before then, detailing this process in the RP itself.

It's largely up to you guys, but the latter would solve needing a "plot" to kick things off.

 

[TheColourlessRainbow]

Alrighty, everyone, some discussion the plot of the RP has gone on, and basically we're trying to decide how the old characters will integrate with the new ones. Generally, all new characters will start as part of the established community. Now, we can either skip past where the old group ends up with this new community and integrates, or we can start just before then, detailing this process in the RP itself.

It's largely up to you guys, but the latter would solve needing a "plot" to kick things off.

I personally say we should have the plot start before some characters join this community, and maybe even leave some options open for new locations and community to be established. I only suggest new locations for the fact not every character would join this new community, some would start new ones, due to lack of trust. Others might just have temporary and or permanent strong holds(like a bar, church, thing like that.).

 

[Damo028]

Silly question, how do you put hiders in this for images?

 

[Atomyk]

One of these methods:

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But with square brackets instead.

 

[Atomyk]

I personally say we should have the plot start before some characters join this community, and maybe even leave some options open for new locations and community to be established. I only suggest new locations for the fact not every character would join this new community, some would start new ones, due to lack of trust. Others might just have temporary and or permanent strong holds(like a bar, church, thing like that.).

Yeah, this does seem the best way of going about it. It's totally cool if people want to create their own side communities and such, though it'd be best if we keep the main plot centered around the main community for now.

Basically, people can be creative and slot in their characters however they really want.

 

[Damo028]

Name: Imogen Woods
Age: 24
Skill: Has photographic memory, She's good at keeping track of inventory, resourceful and pretty dam good with a crossbow.
Weapon (up three): 1x Crossbow with additional arrows, Bolo Machete., 9mm Berretta.

Personality: Imogen is a pretty confident individual, She is a very outgoing person who can be a little careless at times,This can lead her into troublesome scenarios. Of course she can get angered when pushed enough but actually can be a approachable person considering herself to be open and honest to those that earn it. Imogen is one of those individuals that hates to let people close down and wont hesitate to speak her mind or let her feelings on subjects be know but depending on the sensitivity of it, She is really driven and will push herself hard to survive but that does not mean she is without compassion and can be a little sensitive at times.

Brief Bio: Imogen was a former stock manager of a convenient store and engaged to her long term boyfriend who was serving in the Navy, She was at loggerheads with her family prior to the outbreak which did not end on good terms. After the outbreak Imogen was lucky enough to survive on her own despite many mistakes she had made in some of her decisions initially, After several months of the outbreak she wised up but still got into trouble. Eventually she was rescued by Hank and his group, Imogen struggled to settle into the group finding it hard trust the group and despite the rocky start she eventually become an integrated part of the group stepping up to the mark and looking out for her new family at the time, When Floyd was brought to the group, Imogen was stubborn and would not so happily accept him into the group, not trusting him and giving him a hard time, Including refusing to hand over her weapon to him when asked by Hank. This however changed over time as the Blonde began to trust him and work with him more to keep the group safe and even secretly began to like him more than she should, but kept it to herself. When the group was captured in Baton Rouge, Imogen was devastated with the loss of DeSean, Even if she had her issues with him when he abandoned the females of the group a while back before. The group had been separated from one another, After some being exchanged for supplies like cattle. Imogen eventually turned to anger more than anything where she deep down Blamed Hank for everything that had gone wrong, She couldn't trust his leadership any more, especially after hiding the fact that the group was being watched just prior to capture. After their capture by a supremacist group, Imogen and most of the others were traded for supplies like cattle which angered the woman no end, But what made it worst was the fact the group lost 4 members who were executed. This rocked the trust and friendship Imogen had in the group's leader Hank, Of whom she blames for everything that went wrong, Despite this she was able to remain with the group during the fighting that broke out, Only time will tell if the the damage that has been done can be repaired.
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Appearance:

Turisa's tattoo.

Name: Turisa Saunders
Age: 32
Skill: Ambidextrous, basic outdoor survival skills, basic first aid and CPR, Several police trained skills.
Weapon (up three): 1x Police issue Taser, 1x Mtech Galactica Hatchet Knife which she got since the outbreak, 1x Glock 17 pistol which she had from the start as it was her standard issue firearm.

Personality: Turisa is a mostly approachable individual. She has learned to adapt and improvise to her surroundings which has led her into becoming a strong, independent woman protective of those who may ever gain her trust. Although with a bit of a temper Turisa is quite patient thanks to her old work profession where she was used to working with others. She knows that things can not be rushed but when they need to be, Turisa can possess a sense of urgency, Often being persistent and going to extreme lengths to survive. While possessing the typical humour for a normal, young woman, Turisa does not tolerate tasteless humour or humour she may consider offensive. But on her good days she can take a good laugh or joke on the chin. She is not afraid to speak her mind which might get her in trouble and the impression of a cold exterior but Turisa may surprise you.

Brief Bio: Turisa was once a police officer in Chicago before the outbreak, She engaged to be married and had a young son of whom both moved to New Orleans due to Turisa's partner getting a new job opportunity,Turisa is one of 6 siblings, four brothers and one other sister. She was scheduled to transfer to New Orleans around the time the breakout occurred and contact was lost. She had a normal upbringing with five other siblings within the family and even went into the girl scouts when she was younger. After making it to New Orleans, Turisa managed to keep to herself, while looking for supplies along the way to her home she came across an asthmatic girl who she tried to help after saving her life. Unfortunately she lost her when the girl ran away looking for her father. This set her back a little but she eventually made her way to her home, As expected the place was a mess and had signs that someone was there not longer before her. Getting her hopes high she went into the house, Searching, But she found no one and her cop side took over as she left no stone unturned for any evidence of her family or where they went. Turisa wished that she didn't continue searching for answers, Because she did not like them, Her partner was gone no sign and not even a message and her baby was gone but not in the sense of her partner. Upon discovering that someone cleaned her baby's room the panicked mother looked high and low before finding evidence of the old covers of the Cot covered in a bloody mess, Her baby never made it and this destroyed Turisa to the point of near compete suicide.

However she couldn't do it and stayed there for days not moving drinking or eating. Once she snapped out of it some what the woman gathered what supplies she could ad got out of there. making sure she took pictures of her and her family with her holding one of herself and her child close to her at all times. After Leaving New Orleans, the absent minded Turisa who minds was completely out of it and still thinking of her baby was heading towards Baton Rouge, she was in very unfamiliar territory. About half way there the speeding woman at the last minute managed to swerve and miss Jessalyn and her newborn Ben who was in the road at the time of her passing by. She would later return back after driving of to find out she was with a small group of survivors headed by Abram and two other woman, it was when she realised Jessalyn had a child and freaked out. She remained with the group and entered Baton rouge even if it was rather quiet within the group and the officer not fully trusting them all. Not long in there stay however, Turisa deciding she had to try and trust these new found people, Gave Sam the keys to her truck so they could do a supply run while she kept an Eye on Leah and Jessalyn. By time she came downstairs that morning Jessalyn was already outside being tricked by some man, despite Turisa caution and actions, Her hesitation cost her the chance to try and save Jess from being kidnapped and chasing the van down the street was simply not good enough. Turisa finally broke down over it when Abram and Sam returned and was looking for Jess after Leah told them she was missing. A crying Turisa told them of the events that unfolded and her failure to save the woman and child. The tension between her and Abram was high and no longer could the woman trust this group after hearing Abram clocking his gun, This made her uneasy as she expected the guy to kill her. When they went to leave they came across Tina's group where they took shelter with for the night. Soon Turisa remained with the group to go and save Jessalyn and her baby and was successful, They ended up with another group after a massive fight ensued, she now wonders with this new group wondering what will be done next.

 

[dalecOoOoOoOoOper]

Everyone likes the way I think

At first glance I read "I'm gonna fap to this"

Iunno

 

[Rithas]

At first glance I read "I'm gonna fap to this"

Iunno

I'd like to know how your brain jumped to that.


It's not like I said "I'm gonna slap to this, or I'm gonna lap for miss"

*Shrugs*

 

[dalecOoOoOoOoOper]

Oh, and uh on account of how to start, I believe the newer characters should start in a pre determined area (Or if not, try to make there way to there linking up with older players or solemn) ((Kinda like Terminus)) and thus interact with people on the way. Players starting outside would share there stories of the situation (In reality, there way of saying the past events) with newer players or same with them starting off in safety.

 

[dalecOoOoOoOoOper]

I'd like to know how your brain jumped to that.


It's not like I said "I'm gonna slap to this, or I'm gonna lap for miss"

*Shrugs*

You don't know me so much

Some of my tendencies wander to this

Not to you fapping but of me

Not of me fapping but like

Fuck, just understand my point Dx

 

[Rithas]

You don't know me so much

Some of my tendencies wander to this

Not to you fapping but of me

Not of me fapping but like

Fuck, just understand my point Dx

So you want to fap?

 

[Rithas]

That copy pasting tho

Appearance :

Name : Liam Cross
Age : 12
Skill : Running tends to be the one thing that is most useful now
Preferred Weapons (up to three) : A large knife that Liam stole off a corpse. (He wasn't going to be using it was he)
Personality : Liam likes to think he's mature enough, you have to be to survive. He doesn't exactly trust others. But then again, he usually runs from them. Better not take the chance. But he is curious. plus the fact that a lot of times you have to take the risk to survive. Liam has the nasty habit of forgetting things...Like supplies. He tends to be rather emotional at times. Suffering panic attacks under stressful situations.


Brief Bio : Liam likes not to think about before, it's rather painful to remember and there's really no point. Sure, everything was fine until the outbreak. But everyone's life was "fine" until the outbreak.
Liam Ran into's Tyler's group. At first Liam was extremely nervous. After Saving Katie from a crazy stranger and bonding with Scarlett. Liam had found himself a nice little group. Where they stayed in a motel for a day or two. Sadly Tyler, Scarlett and Katie were kidnapped by Tremblay's men. Which left him alone.

He was then picked up by Samantha group. Where he was sent back with Tina who went away from the dangers.

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Name : Rob O'Dara
Age : 24
Skill : Cooking
Weapon (up three): Good old baseball bat, and a large knife
Personality : Is somewhat friendly to people who he somewhat knows on the outside, but is still wary with people, which of course he won't tell them. He does try to get people to be friendly, seeing as it can help him and probably the person who's he is talking to. However, while he may be friendly, if you get bitten, he won't hesitate to kill you.
Appearance:

Brief Bio : Parents of farmers, Rob opened up a small café with his brother, after the outbreak, he was separated from his brother. Wandering around, he tried to find him. Eventually he just gave up, surviving becoming the main priority. He still hopes he will find him eventually. All the time he had been alone, he may find groups, but he tends to leave them as they be.

Many Many things have happened in the last year. Including saving a women from a group of Bandits. Becoming part of a large community then getting attacked by the previous leader of the bandit group and getting shot. Then not killing the leader when he had the chance.
Rob is as one might say a wanderer as he never seems to stay at one place at a time. Whether this is his fault or everywhere he goes just happens to fall into chaos He wouldn't know.

After being captured by Magnus, and afterwards escaping. Rob has joined the large group of survivors left from the ruins.

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Appearance :

Name :Matt Shard
Age : 25
Skill : Matt can think of ways to get out of any situation.

Weapon (up three): Whatever is around him. But he does keep a dagger just in case.

Personality : Matt tends to talk a lot. He can constantly talk until you give him what he wants. and if you don't then he'll find other ways to He could make you feel like he's your best friend, then betray you just like that. For him nothing goes to waste, He can often find ways to twist situations into his advantage. However, some people he can difficult. Especially children, he despises children. But thankfully for him, he doesn't exactly encounter them much.

Brief Bio : Matt comes from a family known for being rather "Untrustworthy" He grew up with a family that would get what they want through many means. He never really had friends, more like people he could ask favors for. Well, more like make them do favors for him. He was living in a flat when the outbreak happened. He thought it was rather unfortunate, but maybe he could help himself?

Matt had risen to power, he always finds a way. Manipulating others till he is in control. Though at the moment he is happily in a large group where he is not in control and not scheming.

After getting away from Outpost, which had sadly been ruined even though he had put hard work into it. He found himself picked up by Tremblay's men. He escaped the civil war and had continued to search for another community. For now he is scavenging by himself
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Appearance :

Name : Kerry Klokov

Age : 22

Personality : Kerry likes to think of himself as a good person. He follows what he thinks is right. Even when sometime his morals are a bit bent.

Kerry is often a bit blunt and often has trouble talking to people who might not agree with him.

Brief Bio : Kerry was part of a group that wandered into Baton Rogue. His group was attacked by Richard's Treis's men. He escaped but he didn't know what happened to his group. He was then taken in by Magnus.

He fought for Magnus when all hell set loose. But after watching Magnus get killed, He fled.

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Appearance :

Name: Aiden O'Dara
Age : 30
Skill : Cooking
Weapon (up three): He usually switches weapons,
Personality : A good man, helping people more then people tend to do anymore, of course he's still wary of people. But he wouldn't do anything to harm someone first.

Aiden is a lot more quiet now since the incidents that have befallen him. He's a lot quicker to resort to violence if one of friends were in danger/ needed help.

Brief Bio : Aiden use to run a bakery, after the outbreak he'd been in groups of such, for small amounts of time, but he tends to spend little time alone.

Aiden now still sticks with Hank's group (What's left of them) with the large caravan of people.


Praise thee Copy Paste god

 

[Hell Hound Woof]

Alright I've officially finished Enrique.

 

[dalecOoOoOoOoOper]

So you want to fap?

nop. Just carry on my wayward...

Daughter

 

[C.T.]

Appearance:

Name:
Melanie "Mel" Saracco

Age: 19

Skills:
Pickpocketing, conning people, crude and rough skill with knives, survival.

Preferred Weapons (up to three):
A few types of blades typically hidden on her person in case she requires it. In this case, the three being: A KA-BAR she stole from some dumb hicks who signed up for the military because they had nothing else they could do. A custom spring loaded ballistic knife(thank god for rednecks) and her own personal shiv.

Personality:
Even before the apocalypse hit and the world went to shit even more than it already was, she was already a hardened loner by nature. Cold and sarcastic. Came with the territory of being abandoned on the streets before you could even walk. This has proven to be both a strength and a weakness.

When the outbreak started and civilization began to break down, oh she was prepared for that. In all that chaos, nobody was going to miss any small food or drink or anything else. It all eventually added up into a nice surplus of hers, hidden away. Even better, unlike so many others she was not only street-wise, she also had no relationships these former humans now turned Walkers could unintentionally exploit.

No family, no real good friends, no one she would really hesitate to kill if it came down to it. It was the way it had always worked for her. Just lookin' out for number one.

It was only later, after the initial chaos began to settle and one began to be able to take stock of what happened and what the new world was like, that she came to terms with the fatal flaw with this view. Even when she viewed herself as a loner, she still relied on others. Someone to con, someone to steal from, et cetera. It'd never work long term. Civilized suburban idiots liked to call her type outcasts and hoodlums but even on the edges of society...she was still part of it. The food from markets, she could take all she liked. They'd rot eventually. And she knew shit all about cooking.

She knew she'd never make it alone.

Bio:
Which was why when she had almost run out of her stock of food(thank god for long shelf lives), she'd taken to roughing it out on her lonesome on the move, until she found a sizable group worth it's salt. Favor for a favor if she had to contribute.

The street savvy petty thief and delinquent had her ways.​

 

[Hell Hound Woof]

Name: Riley Castro

Appearance:

Selfie's a Go-Go! But more!

Age: 18

Skills: He's skilled in things like history and the like. His expansive horror knowledge has also left him quite knowledgeable in the zombie outbreak. Anything to do with numbers or math is beyond this guy's comfort zone however.

Preferred Weapons (up to three): Glock 22 he picked off the corpse of a guard turned Walker, Socket Wrench.

Personality: He's always had a fascination for the past and it was often a goal for him to try and become a certified historian. Unfortunately that wouldn't turn out to be the case as his four years in juvenile detention showed. His time there has left him soured about those he considered family as they were the ones most vocal about him needing some time to himself to think over what he did. So needless to say he has some trust issues which can be counted as bad I suppose. But once someone works their way into getting his trust than he'd lay down his life for you as much as his scrawny body can offer.

Bio: Riley was your everyday boy. Or at least he tried to be. Growing up he was often the ridicule of many jokes by his peers often which escalated to physical bullying. Which hardened Riley to a degree but he never showed that side in front of his family. They all just assumed that his desire to linger inside and watch his scary movies in favor of heading outside and going to the park with the other boys was just a phase that he'd eventually grow out of.

For the most part his parents were right. As he entered high school the bullying seemed to stop and this is where Riley really began to shine as he took as many history classes as his electives would allow. But it wasn't as peaceful as Riley might have hoped. One bully happened to take a certain liking towards Riley and often humiliated him by knocking his books out of his hands as he walked, tugging on his backpack to pull him off his feet. This was the same guy who slicked the stairway with Vaseline apparently not knowing that one could fall and break their limbs or god forbid their necks. Riley's friends suggested he warn a teacher or the security guards at the school.

But Riley assured them that everything was alright and that the bully would just find another target once he became too boring to pick on. What his close ones didn't know however that he was just waiting for the right moment. That night would come soon enough however. Having stayed after school with his chemistry teacher to re-take a test he had failed, Riley was making his way out to the parking lot only to see that his bully had stayed after as well. For football practice or some such. Riley watched as he told his friends he'd catch up with them. All he needed to do was go and get something out of his car. Reaching into his pocket and grabbing what appeared to be a socket wrench, he'd hold it behind his back and let out a simple 'ahem' to catch his attention.

"Eh? Oh hey! You're the loser from school aren't ya? The one who's all hyper about being in drama class and shit? "

"That sounds like me, yeah."

"Okay, you need something?"

"Oh no, not from you. This is just a gift to myself.."

"The fuck are you-aaaaaah!" The bully cried out as Riley swung the socket wrench and nailed him right in the side of the head with it. Lunging forward, Riley tried to cup his hand over his mouth to try and mask the screams. He knew that if he alerted his friends or if he lost the socket wrench, it would have only been a matter of time before he was overpowered. After all he was a participant in drama class and no doubt this guy had quite a bit of muscle and weight over him. So Riley just had to improvise was all. Kneeing him in the groin to get him down on his knees, Riley let loose with the wrench on his head.

"THIS! IS! FOR! ALL! YOU'VE! DONE TO ME! GOD DAMN YOU!"

After a while he was just pounding into a wet and bloody mix of flesh and bone. Gripping him by the collar he let the body drop to the ground and started on the car, smashing the windshield and breaking the mirror off with the wrench. The alarm going off quickly alerted the bully's friends who quickly apprehended Riley and upon the cops arriving had to be pulled off him to prevent yet another death. He was charged with 1st Degree Murder and tried as a juvenile due to his age. Adding in the destruction to the car before he was taken down, Riley was sentenced to four years in the Henley-Young Juvenile Justice Center.

It was here where Riley's already bitter demeanor grew even worse. He rarely drew any visitors when the time was allocated for such activities and his cell-mate was odder than Riley would have liked often speaking of plans to escape and how this was all one big conspiracy by the man. After four years spent in this center, Riley was sitting with said cellmate as they munched on their breakfast.

"What do you mean when you say 'the man?, Rufus?"

"I'm telling ya it's the man! You don't think he's been watching you since you were just a little toddler still running around in your dappers? He's the mailman who always brings your mail late, the bird chirping in your trees which have grown way too long. Don't you see, Riley?! Once I enact my plan we'll get out of here! You and me and we'll take down the man!"

"..Yeah. I've known you for so long leaves me wondering why I even bothered to ask." He'd say with a light shrug of his shoulders as he noticed one of the guards walk by with what appeared to be a fresh mark on his neck. Almost liked a bite mark of some kind.

"Ey, you noticing what I've been noticing? The man's been rewarding his good little boys in dull grey. Look at that mark and tell me it ain't from some fine girl getting a little rowdy with that guard!"

"Keep your voice down, Rufus. I dunno. Most girls weren't really interested in me enough to leave hickies. But that seems a tad too red and gross to be a hickey."

"It's all just part of the plan. Trust me."

Not saying anything further on the subject, both teens finished up their food and headed out for the school classes. Because what was being stuck in a juvenile detention center for murder like without learning? Slumping into his seat alongside Rufus, Riley idly glanced around the room as the teacher spoke. He didn't think of himself as any kind of exception but he knew that this teacher had to be brave to want to come here. There was an alarm she could use to alert the guards standing outside the room if any of the students tried anything. But he had a feeling that some of them here had done much worse than him and only avoided severe punishments due to their age. What a screwed up society he thought briefly before deciding that today wasn't necessarily the day for social commentary.

At least not until he could hear screaming going on outside the room. From what he could make out, it looked like someone or something, the thing sounded inhuman was attacking a guard with it's jaws wanting to latch around his throat. Eventually the guard's strength gave out and a loud *RIIIIIIIP* could have been heard as the other thing tore out the guard's throat resulting in blood splattering over the door in a glorious technicolor fashion.

As the teacher began to panic, Rufus was already to his feet and grinning like a maniac as he grabbed Riley by the arm and started for the door. Pushing it open, Riley and Rufus both noticed that the thing devouring the dead guard had the same mark on it's neck as the guard from earlier did. As the creature hissed at them, Rufus gave it a quick shoe to the face and knocked on it's rear before reaching into the guard's belt until he found what he was looking for. Pulling out what appeared to be a Glock 22, he handed it off to Riley.

"I told you it was all part of the plan! This guard was armed because they had a feeling something big was going down! But they couldn't just figure out what or when it'd happen!" He'd say too caught up in his own rambling to notice that the walker had sat up and was reaching for him. Only for another unfortunate juvenile to take his place as the rest of them flooded out of the rooms. Riley couldn't believe what was happening. The way that thing looked and how it was eating the guard, it was almost as if it was some kind of zombie.

But that had to be in the movies. There was no way the dead were literally rising and devouring the living. Unless..

"There's no more room in Hell, the dead will walk the earth."

"What's that?"

"..Just some obscure movie. You probably haven't seen it."

As the two continued to make their way to the exit of the center, they'd notice that there were more of this creatures shambling about. Which only gave more credence to Riley's fear that the unthinkable had happened and zombies were actually becoming a thing. Managing to avoid the worst of the undead mainly thanks to Rufus having some idea of where to go and some quick pistol whipping from Riley, the two eventually found themselves at the front gate which had some poor mechanic stuck in between the automatic gates. The fence was lined with barb wire and the main gate was electronic so that only the guards could operate it. But he supposed that this guy must have come to fix whatever issues the gate may have been having before this happened to him.

"Shoot him!"

Rufus shouted but Riley knew that wasn't the best idea. All it'd do was alarm the rest of the walkers and they still had no plan on where to go so it could only end up getting the rest of them in danger. Noticing what appeared to be a socket wrench laying nearby, Riley quickly nabbed it up before the zombified mechanic could nibble into his tasty Hispanic flesh. Raising the wrench above his head, Riley's eyes narrowed as a nasty flashback arose and the walker was replaced by that of the same bully who had tormented Riley for so long.

Smashing his foot down on the back of the zombie's head, it cracked with a sickening sound upon hitting the ground. Taking the time to slip through what little of an opening there was in the gate, Rufus smiled.

"This is it, Riley! We've finally arrived to the promised land! Oh lawdy I can't even begin to tell you how happy I am! It's been so long since I've been outside on my own terms. I'm gonna go do some 'sight-seeing' if you catch my drift. Find me Riley!" Rufus said as he grabbed a wrench for himself and waved Riley off as he ran to who knew where? That's what Riley intended to find out as months passed and Riley had seen hide nor tail of his eccentric companion. But now armed with some clothes he had raided from a store and a machete, he didn't care what it took. But he'd find Rufus and together they'd survive through whatever the hell was happening to the world.

Sorry that it got a bit lengthy! ^^​

Aww he's like a little Enrique.

 

[Chewy Rabbits]

Aww he's like a little Enrique.

I appreciate the comment if it was a compliment. But uh I'm unsure of who Enrique is lol