Mission: Z, Character Signups [reboot]

[MaryGold]

Main Characters ---

a l e x

"Never assume loud people are strong and quiet people are weak."​

Name: Alexander Heath
Nicknames/Aliases: Alex
Age: 25
Gender: Male

Appearances: Alex is rather easy on the eyes despite his slightly rough and distant exterior. His skin is the shade of light olive, but not flawless. He has plenty of tattoos to show on his arm back and even neck. Naturally, he carries scars on his skin as well, though, not many deep or noticeable ones. He is lean and very much in shape, but not too muscular as he is slim. As for his height, he stands over most people being 6'4 and all. While his hair is deep brown almost black while his eyes are light brown and practically a gold color. Lastly he does have a bit of stubble on his face.

Personality: Alex is one of the best companions to have around, especially once you get close enough to him. He is brave, caring and compassionate. Nor does he bother hiding these traits of his, he is quite open. Though, he is blunt and straightforward which lead to many people thinking of his as rude because his words may rub them the wrong way. He's honest which is both a fault and a merit. However, he is known to be thoughtful and protective but his most admirable trait is his loyalty, once you have him on his side he isn't going anywhere. In return, you have his trust as well. He knows when to be hard and when to be soft, which can be hard in the environment they live in today. Most of all, he is patient and always thinking things through instead running right through. He's this way even with people.

History: To say that Alex had an average life before the outbreak would be a lie. Though, he thought he had as a child. His family was a gang family with his father being one of the higher-ups. They sustained a wealthy life, not too fancy but they were never in need. He thought he was a normal kid with average parents.

Alex always had a lot of friends and spent his summer at camp. He loved animals and the great outdoors. When he was 14 he even became a camp counselor in training. He volunteered for many and anything that had to do with animals and the wilderness. He was a loving guy who took care of his four siblings.

Then, it all came crashing down when his mother decided she had enough the life she was living, She left her family and they never heard from her. His father changed, becoming harsher on his children. Alex was eventually pulled into the crime life, though, he had a knack for it being smart and good fighting, he was bad at it at the same time with having too much of a sensitive heart.

He still managed to get himself in trouble.

When his father was finally caught and arrested, his mother returned and took away his siblings. He chose to stay behind, angry with both of his parents. He tried to get his life together and not long after the outbreak happened and everything went to hell.

Skills:
- he knows how to use a gun and bow
- he knows how to fight
- He is knowledgeable in wilderness survival skills

Likes:
- animals
- kids
- the stars
- plants
- birds

Dislikes:
- tyrants
- unnecessary violence
- zombies
- loud people
- the smell of blood

r e b e c c a

"Obviously, you've mistaken me for somebody who gives a shit."
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Name: Rebecca Holliday
Nicknames/Aliases: Becca
Age: 22
Gender: Female

Appearances: Rebecca has a pretty face that is often overshadowed by her attitude. She is a slim slender girl with slight curves here and there, though nothing to brag about. She is a decent height standing 5'6 and weighs little to nothing. Her eyes are hazel, green with blue and flecks of brown. While her hair is cut shoulder length and kept in a ponytail or bun most times. The shade of her thick here is raven black making her fair skin look even paler. She has a few scars on her hands, arms and legs, but besides that, you could say her skin is flawless.

Personality: Rebecca isn't the most pleasurable person and she is well aware of in and in most cases she doesn't care. She is a clever, sly and manipulative woman who often only thinks of herself and brother making her out to be selfish. She is cynical and sardonic and not very trusting of anyone else, also making her independent. She is brash, fearless, impulsive and sometimes reckless because of her hot temper. Her tongue is just as quick as her trigger finger. A lot of times she shows no remorse for actions. Most of all, she is a magnificent liar as well as persuasive person. Yet, she isn't the worst. Despite acting hard and mean most of the time she is compassionate and sympathetic. It's simply hard to care and get close to others. Somehow her softer colors shine through a lot too, how confident and caring she is. Naturally her sarcasm too.

History: Rebecca thought her life was hard until zombies appeared. Her father, who came from a military family and was a military man, came from a hard life. He often made it hard on his own children, but he did it for their own well-being. Her mother, a doctor, wasn't much better. They both expected a lot from her as their first born child. They had her homeschooled and sent her to boot camp whenever she misbehaved, which happened to be a lot.

Her family lived in the countryside, but sometimes her dad was relocated. He had her learn a lot of things she felt had no point. Such as self-defense "everyone, especially women, should know how to defend themselves in this world". First aid "you could always hurt yourself" he had said. How to repair things, like cars. Cooking, which she hated. Sewing and crocheting, a hobby that her mother forced her to take up. Hunting and gardening, which she also hated. But her passions lied elsewhere, like music and just anything that her parents didn't force her to take up.

Her younger brother, Jasper got it just as hard as her, especially from her father. He was such a gruff man and their family was quite patriarchal. When her younger brother was diagnosed with autism, she got it even harder for she had to take care of him all the time. Still, she loved him and practically raised the boy herself.

She only got an escape from her family when she entered college. Against her parents will, she dabbled in other subjects until she found a passion in psychology. She studied it for a long time and, she struggled a lot at first because her people skills were seriously lacking. She fought with more people than understood them, but she still loved it and had a knack for it the more she persisted.

When she went home for vacation, the outbreak happened. Her father was the first to be infected, he had tried to attack them as a zombie, but she took one of his hunting guns and killed him. That, had hardened her almost completely. After that, she practically led their group as a leader.

Eventually, they joined a group. Her mother was useful being a doctor and all, she was an adult so of course, she was too. Jasper was only allowed to stay because they wanted to keep her mother. While there, she worked and learned underneath her mother. During that time she had grown closer to her mother and brother than she thought possible. The more they stayed with their group the more they realized how screw they were.

They tried to leave and in the process, her mother was accidentally killed. The group wanted to keep Rebecca, at least, she had studied under her mother and was the best next thing. However, she escaped with her brother.

Skills:
- she knows first aid
- she knows self-defense (krav maga)
- She's a great liar and persuasive
- She can track and hunt
- she had a knack for sewing/fixing things
- she can sing and play guitar/ukele (not really helpful though)

Likes:
- candy
- flowers
- music/singing
- dancing
- being right
- fixing things, anything to keep her hands busy

Dislikes:
- Idiots
- stupid questions
- cowards
- failing
- most people
- prudes

Side Character ---

j a s p e r

"Zombies eat brains. You're safe."​

Name: Jasper Holliday
Nicknames/Aliases: Jazz
Age: 13
Gender: Male

Appearances: Jasper is a pale kid, and like his sister, his thick, dark, and curly brown hair, almost raven colored, makes his skin look paler. That along with the freckles on his face, across his nose and other places. His eyes are dark brown like his mother's and he is a skinny and slightly lanky one. He stands 5'4, almost his sister's height.

Personality: Jasper is perceived as a 'weird kid" because of his mental health, being autistic. Though, he is higher functioning so he doesn't seem autistic at all until you start talking with him. Like his sister he is outspoken, though, unike her he is always honest and straightforward despite how others may feel about what he says. He has a hard time understanding how to act socially. He is a sweet and highly intelligent kid, though with a big heart and personality. One of his most striking features is his cheekiness and how well he can use sarcasm. Still, he can't always completely understand sarcasm. In most situations, he's a quiet one. To get closer to people he tries to funny and make jokes, he loves them himself.

History: Like Rebecca, he had it hard with his father and being autistic didn't help any more. He hated going to self-defense classing, he hated hunting, he hated fixing things, he hated first aid. He hated everything his father forced him to do. His father wanted so much out of him because he was his first son and was of course expected to go into the military.

Jasper tried to distance himself as much as possible from his father. The only person he was close with was his mother and sister. He was bullied by the neighborhood kids and treated horribly by others. The only retreat he had was putting on his headphones in a secluded place, listening to music while he drew. He had a talent with art and many things actually, he had savant syndrome.

Then,he was diagnosed with autism. That was when his father stopped forcing him into things and reached out to him anyway he could. They had gotten closer, understanding each other better. That naturally ended when he woke up in the middle of the night seeing his zombie father try to attack him and his mother.

Skills:
- he's a magnificent artist
- he has photographic memory
- he's resourceful
- he can fit into small spaces and an excellent hider (a good scout)

Likes:
- drawing
- listening to music
- books
- colors of all kinds
- clouds
- small spaces to hide in
- making jokes

Dislikes:
- loud people
- violent people
- people who treat him like an idiot
- being useless
- too many loud noises

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[JJ]

Got your hands full, @MaryGold! All three approved. I'll get you the discord link momentarily, go ahead and message me there if you want to wind some of these characters into the current plot arc.

 

[JJ]

[fieldbox="Dean Garrett Castle, lightgreen, dashed, 10"]


Name: Dean Garrett Castle

Nicknames/Aliases: DC

Age: 30 [1/13/96]

H&W: 5'10" & 160

Gender: Male

Appearance: Curly light brown hair that at first glance is dark brown, but much lighter when the sun hits it. Piercing blue eyes. Dean is a stickler for appearances, and can rarely be found looking disheveled or ragged, even since the apocalypse.

Personality: While he has a complex, multi-faceted personality, the first thing most people notice is his exceptional charm. This is often intentional, since he's also a huge flirt, and his disarming smile makes it very easy for him to make friends quickly.

History: Dean grew up on the inner city streets of Harlem, New York. His single mother worked as a nurse in order to support them, and her many hours and long nights made the time she was able to spend with him few and far between. As would many children in his situation, Dean took to the streets, and before long found himself caught up in the mixture of drugs and illicit activities that is – or was – so prominent in places like Harlem. Dean's mother died when he was 21, the collateral damage of a drive by shooting, and instead of letting his rage and grief overtake him, used the loss as a catalyst to better himself. Six months after his mother's murder, Dean signed up for the police academy.

Thanks to his past, and because he knew the inner workings of the streets, Dean moved up the ranks quickly, making detective and spending the next two years before the apocalypse cleansing Harlem of the very type of people he'd once belonged to. When the apocalypse struck, Dean was one of several dozen officers recruited to a task force and air lifted to Washington DC, where a fortified position had been established. He served as an admin in this community for several months, before finally setting off on his own in order to find, and recruit, survivors.

Skills:
*gunmanship & close combat
*stealthy & very good at picking locks
*super athletic & lots of stamina


Likes:
+cold weather, especially snow
+exploring abandoned buildings/cities
+country music (thanks to his mother)


Dislikes:
-being (or even appearing) dirty/disheveled
-being bossed around
-bugs/spiders/snakes[/fieldbox]​

 

[Hexatech]

Name: Derek Edward Smith

Nicknames/Aliases: Dez, Houston (by elder sibling)

Age: 31

Gender: Male

Appearances: Dirty blonde hair, Black Les Rallizes Dénudés T-shirt, grey winter thermal, wool lined Trucker/Bomber jacket, Black boots, & Dark blue jeans.

Personality: Derek in short is a charmer but at the same time a shyster when it comes down to business. Being the type to be able to sell snow to Eskimo's he has no qualms using threats and backing them to ensure his survival. He also has no qualms or issues when it comes to using violence first feeling force is sometimes better than words. He's known however to have a more caring side for those he's close to and will often at least heed the words of those he favors as friends and once trusted enough he will give his loyalty to those he deems worthy of it. Derek isn't very comfortable engaging in speaking with large groups of people he is unfamiliar with and hates when things don't go as he planned. Being a man of habit Derek seems to put emphasis on efficiency and maintenance and it sometimes shows when he's off during his free time.

History: Derek was born to a rather dysfunctional family in Chicago, Illinois with a rather semi-absent father and a negligent mother. Between the time his parents were fighting and neglecting him and his older brother and wasting away on drugs on alcohol Derek seemed to pick up two things and that was one had to do most things themselves and that family was people who truly cared for you not people who were just related to you. With his older brother Nathan taking over in raising him Derek looked to his eldest brother for guidance with his life from a young age up until his teenage years.

After his brother was kicked out Derek was left alone and feeling abandoned before he met a stranger one day as he walked home from school who offered the young man a small wad of cash to deliver a package to an address. Derek not only did so but tried to extort a little more from the criminal managing to get an extra 'fee' before he was caught by the sender. Rather than rid himself of the troublesome teen the stranger seemed to take an interest in Derek and handed him with a card telling him to call if the young man ever found himself in need of work. Though the work didn't interest him at the time he kept hold of it just in case his plans for life didn't work out. When Derek finished school and turned 19 he was kicked out of his home due to an altercation with his parents that turned physical.

Having no options or family he could immediately go to Derek called the number and found a place in the once again reemerging mafia in Chicago. Starting off as a lowly errand boy he worked his way up slowly before he was a 'Soldier' for the mob and soon set his sights on becoming a Capo. By 2025 the Chicago outfit had grown to power once slowly muscling out street gangs in Chicago though none of this lasted for long as the world came crashing down. Derek was out dealing with some transporting some 'goods' when he found himself and his men attacked by a horde and nearly killed. Realizing the end of the world was upon them he told what was left of his men to get home to their families. Having been no stranger to chaos he quickly made his way to his home and geared up having prepared for a different scenario but still prepared nonetheless. He cleared out of Chicago and headed south intending to find shelter and possibly link up with his brother and family who was last in Alabama to his knowledge.

Skills:
+ Basic Weapon maintenance
+ Private pilot Licensed
+ Very accurate and well versed in firearms.
+ Knowledge of vehicle mechanics
+ Great cook
+ Knows boxing and Jiu Jitsu
+Strong
+Can speak Italian and Sicilian
+Can sing

Likes: +Alcohol
+Everything going to plan
+Icing Assholes
+seafood
+Reading
+Singing
+Playing cards

Disikes: -Nosy people
-Whiners
-Overbearing people
-Moralistic people
-Raiders
-Rain
-Crowds

 

[Lulunopia]

Main Character
(For after Liz)​

Basic

Full Name - Charlotte Eden Ackerman
Nicknames/alias' - Eden, Lexie
Age - 28
Gender - Female
Pack - North Face Backpack

• 1 water canteen
• 3 cans of food
• 5 protein bars
• 1 bag of jerky
• 1 hair brush
• 1 inhaler
• Flash light
• 2 batteries
• Beretta PX4 Storm 9MM
• 9mm ammo (50)
• Remington 700
  
• 7mm ammo (13)
• 1 rag
• Journal
• 3 pencils
• Pencil sharpener
• 1 sticks of deodorant
• Hunting Bow
• 10 Arrows
• Matches (10)
• Lightweight Sleeping Bag

Appearance

Height - 5' 2"
Weight - 107 lbs
Build - Petite
Hair - Slightly darker blonde reaching upper back, usually in a bun or down
Eye - Hazel green
Piercings - Ears, not in
Markings - Tattoo: Back, Leg
Complexion - Lightly tanned when she's clean, darker if not.
Mode of Dress/Outfit - Usually girly but, since the outbreak she has worn clothes easy to move in and that are comfy.

Personal

Personality -

• Closed Off: Due to past events Charlotte tends to close herself off from people, protecting what's left of her heart. She never truly lets people in, the closest anyone will get to her is being a friend. When she notices people getting close to her she usually stops the conversation or changes the subject.
• Proper: Thanks to how she grew up Charlotte has perfect manners and the perfect reputation with people. She has never once been inappropriate and tries her hardest to be polite to everyone.
• Confident: Confidence was drilled into Charlotte's head as a child. She just seems to always have that kind of aura around her.
• Blunt: Excuse her she doesn't know how to keep her mouth shut. It's true Charlotte is very blunt, she doesn't even mean too. It just happens. Don't worry though she does feel bad after she realizes what she's said.
• Intelligent: Another thing drilled into her head. Charlotte was taught may things as her family planned her future for her. Her family wanted her to be smart enough to help run the family business one day.
• Hopeless Romantic: Charlotte will forever be on the search for her 'perfect match'. Though she hopes when she does she will be able to let them in.
• Insecure: Charlotte's never been one to love how she looks. She always finds something to hate about her appearance, even with people telling her she looks good.
• Sensitive: Say something sad or mean and Charlotte's mood will change from happy to sad or happy to angry in seconds.
• Moody: Charlotte seems like she's always on her period. Her emotions will change so fast you will question her sanity. Though you probably should.
• Dependent: Sadly through everything Charlotte's been through she depends on other people more than she should. She hates to be alone and will try to surround herself in friends as much as possible.

Likes -

• Blue Eye's
• Strong People
• Puppies
• Fuzzy Socks
• Rock Music
• Pepsi
• Green Grapes
• Stars
• Night time
• Classical Music

Dislikes -

• Players
• Being Cheated On
• Bullies
• Cats (There Evil!!!)
• Guns
• Blood
• Sleeping With A Shirt On (She only does now so she won't get infected or cold)
• Country Music
• Bright Lights
• Green Apples
• Bees
• Clowns

Strengths -

• Intelligent: Charlotte has an extensive amount of knowledge thanks to her family.
• Agile: Charlotte also did gymnastics for a few years, only at the request of her parents though.
• Physically Fast: One thing Charlotte did do other than study was run. She would jog for hours on end. Sadly she can't run for very long thanks to her asthma.
• Tracker: After being on the road for so long Charlotte became a tracker, learning fast to be able to find food.
• Good Aim: With help from her friends Charlotte learned to shoot well. She became her friends hunter.

Weaknesses -

• Insecure: Charlotte's never been one to love how she looks. She always finds something to hate about her appearance, even with people telling her she looks good.
• Not Physically or Emotionally Strong: Charlotte's never been one to lift weights. She deemed it unnecessary. Though she's not very strong because she's also recovering from anorexia.
• Sensitive: Charlotte tends to take things to personally. She doesn't mean too it just seems to happen.
• Closed Off: Due to past events Charlotte tends to close herself off from people, protecting what's left of her heart. She never truly lets people in, the closest you will get to her is being a friend.
• Blunt: Excuse her she doesn't know how to keep her mouth shut. It's true Charlotte is very blunt, she doesn't even mean too. It just happens. Don't worry though she does feel bad after she realizes what she's said.
• Alcohol: Alcohol is a major weakness for Charlotte. She has a major alcohol problem. Put a bottle of whiskey in front of her and it'll be gone in an hour. Though she is trying to overcome her alcohol addiction.

Health Ailments - Recovering anorexic, Recovering alcoholic, Asthma, Allergy to cats and peanuts, Smoker, PTSD

History

Backstory - Growing up was different for Charlotte. Coming from her towns wealthiest family Charlotte had expectations to meet and when she didn't meet those expectations she was punished. For her life wasn't easy, from having to live up to parents expectations and the fact that her father ignores her because she was born a female, to having to surpass her brothers to prove herself. Things never seemed to go the way she wanted.

Starting school she had even more things to live up to. Her brothers left there reputations behind and all she was ever known for was being there sister. Even being the top of her classes Charlotte was still in her brothers shadows. Her home life wasn't fairing much, her mother would punish her by beating and berating her. No one in her family ever questioned it when she showed up at dinner table with bruises.

Her middle school year came around and by then she had started cutting back on meals to the point it couldn't be called a meal. Charlotte's weight decreased drastically though the 2 years till she looked like a skeleton. Sadly her family, being the way they are, didn't ever notice her change till she collapsed in exhaustion. Finally noticing her condition Charlotte's parents quickly took her to the hospital, who then moved her to a mental institute. For 2 years she went in and out of the mental hospital till they said she was at a manageable weight.

When she was finally aloud back at school not many people wanted to still be friends with her, leading her to fall into a bad crowd. They pushed her into drinking and smoking. After her first couple drinks she was hooked. One after another she would down beer till she threw up. Her parents were disgusted with her but, she didn't care.

One good thing did happen to her she met a girl 7 years younger than her, Aria. They became friends when at school Charlotte say some kids picking on her for being as smart as she was. Something made her want to protect the girl so she did, she almost beat them till they walked away. After that Charlotte became like a big sister to Aria. Though sometimes she could be over protective, but they were close.

Like all other's she continued on with her life, become friends with the people she would one day runaway with. Charlotte drank her life away without a care in the world till she dropped in pain one day. After a visit to the hospital she found out one of her kidneys had failed her. After that day Charlotte was disgusted and wanted to never drink again.

Shortly after her vow she ran away with a group of friends she was close with, this was around the time of the war. Charlotte left her home town leaving Aria behind but, promised to send letters when ever she could. So, traveling from city to city they never stayed in one place long, only long enough to get money and supplies. Whenever Charlotte would work as a hooker, getting enough cash each night to help out the group. To be truthful she hated doing that but, it helped her stay alive so she put up with it.

A year after being on the road Charlotte was 23 and still worked as a hooker when then got to city's. One night she was out she encountered a man and like she always did she offered her body; that was until her pulled a knife on her and demanded money. Terrified Charlotte did what was asked but, he wanted more. Charlotte refuses to take about or even think about what happened only saying she was raped.

A month later she found herself pregnant and wanted nothing to do with the kid at first. After a few talks with her friends she agreed to give birth but, give it up for adoption. She wanted the kid to have a good life and knew she wouldn't be able to provide that for the kid. The pregnancy went well, even with them being on the road. When she gave birth she handed the little baby over to the adopting parents. They named the baby, a girl, Charlotte so she will always know who she came from.

After a tearful good by Charlotte watched the new happy family go and felt regret instantly. When she was holding the little girl she felt protective and motherly for her. She realized she wanted to raise the little girl herself but, she knew it was too late and she was probably never see the little girl again.

When rumor from big city's came of people getting sick, dieing, and coming back came to them they stayed in the woods and hunted. Though is was a sloppy start, they quickly picked up on basic survival skills. Charlotte became the group hunter and would leave the group for a few hours to find fresh food for everyone.

Sadly all things come to an end. After being gone from the group for a few day's Charlotte came back to chaos. A group of infected had found them and by the time she got there no one was alive. With tears she killed every infected and even put arrows in her dead friends for caution. After a small good by she left and started traveling.

 

[Mobley Eats]

[fieldbox="Carter Yamanashi, green, dashed, 10"]

Nicknames/Aliases: Car

Age: 26

Gender: Male

Appearances: Stands at a height of 5'9" and weighs approximately 170 lbs. Medium-length dark hair and a scruffy goatee. Always wears his sunset-tinted shades (a gift from Walter for his birthday), vest and slacks.

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[fieldbox="Carter Yamanashi, green, dashed, 10"]

Personality
(Before Infection) Hands down the most eccentric and outspoken person you'll ever meet. Carter runs on nothing but impulses and a-funny-idea-that-may-come-back-to-bite-him-in-the-ass-later. Every once in a blue moon, he does pause to think before acting but that sort of discipline is reserved for investigations out in the city.

The man will talk for hours about deeply philosophical topics though, which usually surprises anyone he first meets. Because of this, he and Walter (his colleague and best friend) tend to enjoy each other's company. However, Carter treasures it way more since he has an unrequited crush on Walter. He hooks up with other men every now and then but his feelings for his best friend continue to linger.

(Present) Now that Carter has seen the horrors of the outbreak first-hand and lost Walter, he has gained an almost nihilistic view of life. He only has himself to look after and he'll do whatever's necessary to survive. He does not care about his life--he only lives so that he can find Walter's daughter and assure that she's safe. If surviving entails smooth-talking his way onto somebody's good side or faking pleasantries, then sign him up.

Just know that he fully intends to remain fabulous along the way.​

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History
Carter's father, Suzuya Yamanashi, was a well-renowned psychiatrist and professor, especially in the field of abnormal psychology. Suzuya's name climbed in the ranks until his services were requested on an international scale. Carter spent several years traveling about the eastern hemisphere until they finally decided to permanently settle down in the United States. It was then at the age of 11 that Carter was pressured to be molded in the image of his father. Carter did what he could to please his father and he proved to have exceptional skill in forensic science and puzzles. However, it was never enough for Suzuya. Carter could only find refuge in pursuing his dream of working for the NYPD.

It was a tough journey but Carter succeeded. Once he obtained the title as Head Forensic Detective at the age of 21, he bit the bullet and came out to his parents. As he predicted, they couldn't accept his sexuality and disowned him--immediately. That's when Detective Walter came in. They instantly became friends. Carter was especially fond of Walter's daughter, Maya. She was practically his godchild.

When the crisis struck, Walter sent Maya away to live with her aunt in Arizona. A few weeks into the outbreak, Carter and Walter were assigned to assist in riot control at separate areas of New York. Carter didn't find out until afterwards that Walter was killed by a group of infected civilians. Even worse, Carter tried to contact Walter's aunt to deliver the awful news, only to receive no response. Emails, phone calls, faxing--nothing worked. Wrought with worry and heartache, Carter could no longer find the motivation to work for the NYPD. He quit and set his entire life around venturing to Arizona and finding Maya.​

Skills
Close-range combat (with a gun)
Hand to hand combat
General and forensic investigation
Bilingual (Japanese and English)

Likes
Clubbing/parties
Flirting
Puzzles and riddles
Talking (he's one hell of a chatterbox)

Disikes
Cats
Tight, dark places (claustrophobia)
Racism/Prejudice
People telling him to shut up
Vomit

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Walter

Maya

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Theme Song

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[Mobley Eats]

[dash=goldenrod]

Name: Beatrice Kolkowsky

Nicknames/Aliases: Bea/Bee/BB

Age: 18

Gender: Female

Appearances: Quite a small and lithe build. Bea stands at a height of 5'5" and weighs approximately 130 lbs--give or take. And by that, we mean take. She sports short and thick brunette hair cut into a wavy bob. She's rarely seen without wearing her signature massive circle glasses; she can see decently enough without them, but they provide a sense of comfort. Her clothing style is composed of short overalls with a t-shirt underneath and a pair of plain white running sneakers.

Outfit

Personality: Due to how closely and desperately she stuck onto her saving grace (music), Bea had formed a deeply dependent attachment to her ukulele. Not only does the music calm her nerves, but it also poses as a reminder of her beloved parents. If she is separated from the instrument for an extensive amount of time, she's likely to panic until it's in her hands again.

However, with the ukulele in her possession, she's fine and can be herself. An adorkable weirdo who fails at delivering jokes that sound way better in her head, a die-hard geek til the very end, and perhaps has one or two bolts unscrewed.

History: Bea's life was a bit of a roller-coaster. She grew up in the city of Cleveland, Tennessee. Her relationship with her parents was great; her mother, a successful traveling nurse, was practically Bea's idol and her father was a well-paid welder. Her parents loved Bea immensely, showering her with utmost love and attention.

It was a shame that Bea's siblings didn't share similar feelings.

Being the youngest and meekest of five, Bea was constantly shunned and harassed by her siblings behind closed doors. The abuse ranged from verbal (such as revealing and constantly pressing the fact that she was supposed to be aborted) to physical (shoving her, knocking her down, etc). Bea never told her parents in fear that her siblings would retaliate with harsher treatment. She did her best to endure it.

Luckily, she found solace in her musical studies at school and devoted most of her attention to acoustic string instruments and vocal exercises. She was a gifted student and had plans to attend Lee University, School of Music. She was a member of the cross-country team for a year, but she dropped it and focused entirely on music.

However, once the outbreak struck, Bea's world was flipped upside down--especially after her mother contracted the disease during work hours. Her mother was unaware she was infected until she returned home and, by then, the disease had spread to Bea's father and one of her sisters. Once the disease progressed into the primal stage, they predictably attacked the rest of the household.

Bea's remaining siblings were in danger. They had begged for her help. It was highly unlikely, but there was a chance she could've saved them.

She didn't.

Bea grabbed her ukulele and fled.

Skills: Singing and playing ukulele, emotional detachment, great endurance and stamina, agile, and exceptional dexterity.

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Likes: Her ukulele, watching the stars, honey and chocolate, pineapple on pizza, long-distance running, video games, making disturbing facial expressions, and cuddles.

Disikes: Pressure, getting caught in the spotlight, her awkwardness rearing its ugly head, losing her glasses, cold weather, deceit, and being underestimated.

Theme Song:

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[Mr. Calcium]

Name: Sylvie Jamerson
Nicknames/Aliases: Syl, Jacky the Ripper
Age: 27
Gender: Female
Appearances: Sylvie stands at about 5'9 and weighs 130 pounds. She has a slim figure and an atheletic build. Her hair reached past her chest area and has a blondish color. She has a pale skin, brown eyes and red lips.

She usually wears a lot of darker colored clothing in which she can move around quite easily. She also wears a pair of round glasses. Her hands and thighs are full of scars that she either inflicted herself or that others inflicted on her. She also has a large scar running from under her right ear until just under her jawline.

Personality: Sylvie is a combination of all kinds of things. One word to name this combination though would be insane. She has intense feelings of wanting hurt to hurt either herself or other people and can not feel for other people. Basically, she is a sociopath for one but added onto this mix is her severe case of schizophrenia of which she suffers. According to herself, she sees visions of demons who are telling her into doing what she does best, killing. This causes her to sometimes think that other people are trying to follow her or trying to kill her which causes her to get either extremely angry or depressed about it. She is also a huge masochist and sadist because as mentioned earlier, she likes to either hurt herself or others. However her worst state is when she goes fully insane because of the voices and halucinations talking to her causing her to go so crazy that she will want to do the craziest things such as stabbing herself or drinking the blood of others. She is also a very good compulsive liar.

History: Sylvie was born in England from a Korean mother and Brittish father. Her life started off rough already when her father dove into the alcohol and beat Sylvie's mother in front of her eyes. Her parents would argue often with it getting physical from time to time which is likely one of the causes of her psychic problems. She would often sit alone at school and keep herself busy with puzzles.

It didn't take long though for something in her head to flick when she began with the killing off smaller animals such as insects, spiders or even mice or birds. She gradually moved on to larger animals like dogs or cats which she would torture until their last breath. This was also a time where she often would cut into her thighs or hands and begin hearing the voices of the demons inside her head.

When she was around 16, she and her mother moved to the US. They lived in Los Angeles where her mother met a man who was way better than her biological father but it was far too late for this girl. She did well in school and even got as far as to graduate with a degree in surgery at 25 yesrs of age.

This is where everything would go downhill however. The voices had become more of a normal routine and she also began seeing the demons. They would tell her to harm herself but at one point, kill another human. And so she did. In cold blood, she went out at night when she killed a business man coming home from work. She cut his body open in a very clean and surgical manner and as a trophy took his right eyeball with her and the nail of his left thumb.

Over the years this would continue with the police on her trail. One night though, she would be cut as she was about to kill a teenage girl but was shot in her hand before any harm could be done. The media went crazy over her story and she did many interviews but most of the time spent there laughing at them as a psycho saying she would kill all of them with the help of her demon friends. This Brittish girl would be seen as a female Jack the Ripper, therefore named Jacky the ripper.

They pxut her away in a Louisiana mental asylum where they concluded she had schizophrenia, sociopathy and a few other conditions. However, one day the infection broke out. As per protocol, they tried getting the prisoners to safety but Sylvie ended up killing the guard that let her out and fled, running into the nearby woods as the infected overtook the asylum.


Skills: Despite her past Sylvie is still a qualified and skilled surgeon. She knows how to patch up a wounded person, how to potentially amputate if necesarry and also what kind of herbs and other supplies can be used to make medicine.

And because of her being a sociopath, she is a quick and calm thinker who won't hesitate with her decisions.

As a killer, she also has the necesarry skills with weaponry.

Likes:

• Hurting herself or others
• Sweet drinks and foods
• The smell of raw flesh and fresh blood

Disikes:

• People who think they have authority and power
• Sensitive and emotional people
• Being hindered in her work

 

[Lulunopia]

Main Character​

Basic

Full Name - Andrew James Harrison
Nicknames/alias' - Andy
Age - 23
Gender - Male
Pack - Large Hiking Backpack

• First Aid Kit

- Medical Tape (2 rolls)
- Mini Scissors (1)
- Disposable Gloves (1 pairs)
- Tweezers (1)
- Splinters (5)
- Peroxide (1/2 bottles)
- Surgical Stitching Thread (1 roll)
- Needles (4)
- Anti Bacterial Ointment (1 1/2 bottle)
- Bandage Roll (2 rolls)

• Five canned goods
• One water canteens
• 3 Protein Bars
• Flashlight
• A pack of matches (6)
• Lightweight sleeping bag
• 1 rag
• Two other shirts
• 1 other pair of jeans
• 2 pairs of socks
• 1/2 stick of deodorant
• Lighter Fluid (1/3 bottle)
• Hunting Knife
• Deck of Cards
• Ruger 10/22
  
• Glock 26
  
• 7mm ammo (10 rounds)
• 9mm ammo (1 full box)
• Family picture

Appearance

Height - 5' 4"
Weight - 121 lbs
Build - Lean
Hair - Short curly brown hair hanging slightly in face
Eye - Blue-gray
Complexion - Porcelain when clean slightly tanned when not
Mode of Dress/Outfit - Comfy, usually consisting of sweaters and jeans.

Personal

Personality -

• Sarcastic: When it comes to idiots and people stating the obvious Andrew has a quick tongue and quick remarks. Most times he ignores people who ask stupid questions but, there are many times when he just can't help himself.
• Charming: Andrew has this aura about him. He can make most people like him, though there are some who can resist his charm. Those people are usually people who are in love or have a crush.
• Caring: Andrew loves people and animals alike, and when it comes to when there hurt he's instantly on the case, helping them get better. When people are upset he tends to give them a lending hand or shoulder to cry on. He just loves helping people and cares deeply about anyone and everyone.
• Hopeless Romantic: Always on the search for the right one, Andrew has vowed to not date till he's found the perfect match for him, no matter how long it takes.
• Blunt: Don't go near Andrew when he's in a bad mood, he'll tell you exactly how he feels even if it hurts your feelings. He can also, let things slip at any moment, speaking his mid by accident without warning.
• Hot-headed: While he's a nice person Andrew has a short fuse. Say one thing wrong he might blow. He tends to avoid people he knows will make him mad and will try his best to not talk to them as he doesn't want to get mad, he prefers being happy over everything.
• Moody: His emotions are unstable most times, he can go from happy and laughing to crying for a second. Andrew's been tested before and while he's not insane he is Bipolar.

Likes -

• Men
• Tall Men
• Cats
• Snow
• Candy
• Heights
• Being around people
• Flying
• Being on top of mountains
• Fish

Dislikes -

• Idiots
• Mean people
• Not being able to help
• Dogs
• Kites
• Fishing
• Cooking
• Players
• Lying

Strengths -

• Good Aim
• Quick Wit
• Medium Strength
• Intelligent
• Caring

Weaknesses -

• Not as fast as others
• Hot-headed
• Moody
• Fumbles when nervous
• Blunt
• Stutters slightly when under pressure

Health Ailments - Bipolar

History

Backstory - Andrew was born into a small poor family in Detroit, Michigan. His parents had immigrated together, shortly after getting married, from Kristiansand, Norway. After having moved to the U.S Andrew was born. They had little money but, loved each other very much and lived there day's like they were the richest people alive. Andrews' father worked 3 jobs just so they can make due on rent, while his mother stayed home during the day but, left for work at night. She worked as a stripper at a nearby bar and was paid okay.

Together they lived in peace for a while till his mother fell ill. She contracted smallpox and was taken to the hospital immediately. Andrews' father worked hard to pay for her treatment but, the little money they had wasn't enough. Shortly after his mother passed and was buried in the backyard under the cherry tree they planted when they moved in. Andrew feels into a state of depression with his father but, tried to look towards the future for his mother.

For years Andrew and his father lived in the small house; each day Andrew would go out to talk to the cherry tree like he was talking to his mother. His father felt sadness for his son and moved them to a new city and state in hopes of him being able to move on from his mother.

After high school, he went to Michigan State to study nursing. He was the top of his class but, before he could graduate the outbreak happened. He and his father traveled together until a one day they were attacked by raiders. They tried to fight them off but, they failed. Andrew escaped while his father was killed. He continues his travels carrying a picture of his family.

 

[VengefulPeanut]

Additional Character:

Name: Michael Porter | Age: 31 | Gender: Male | Hair: Dark Brown | Eyes: Grey | Birthdate: 01/01/1995
Height: 5'10'' | Weight: 65KG

Personality:
Confident, self-assured and a little bit snippy. Michael has grown up always been the smartest in the group. When he would explain something for the fifth time because his peer's tiny brains couldn't handle the information, he grew quite impatient with the incessant, repeated question. "Why would you ask for an explanation when you clearly aren't mentally prepared to receive it?"

Still, despite his tendency to be arrogant and condescending, he his aware of his own personality flaws and actively tries to work against them. Being the medical profession led him to look at everything as if it could be diagnosed and related to some condition or another and self-treatment is usually a bad habit of people in his position. Still, in this regard, he is getting better. Being thrown into his position in the settlement has given him something of an elevated sense of responsibility. Not only is he responsible for the health of his patients but for the team that works beneath him.

History:
Michael from a young age was insistent on following his mother in the medical profession. While she was only a nurse, he always marvelled at how calmly and confidently she dealt with his cuts, grazed knees and other childhood bumps, scrapes and ailments. During those times, Michael would always ask questions about why his mother would do certain procedures, why she would use a certain medicine counteract a certain symptom. He was enamoured with the study.

Always being something of a brain-box on the subject and a generally smart child in general, Michael enrolled in medical studies with the intention of becoming a General Practitioner. Studying was long, tough and needlessly to say not as wild as most students would hope their youthful, party years to be. 10 years on an Michael was a fully qualified GP and was assigned to a surgery in Nashville. When the outbreak hit, his surgery was commandeered by military forces as a CCP (Casualty Collection Point). Treating the wounds sustained and the fevers that started following, Michael was overwhelmed. When the location became overrun, Michael and a couple of other soldiers managed to evacuate to the outskirts of Nashville, a rendezvous site which had been strong-pointed. Leading a team of under-trained military CLS staff, Michael resumed his work treating the sick and injured. He has remained as the head of the location's medical staff ever since.

Previous Occupation:
General Practitioner

Likes:
- Being right
- Compliments or admirations on his intelligence/skill
- Peaceful solitude
- Studying
- Books and literature
- Electronic Music

Dislikes:
- Restless nights
- People who question his intelligence or decisions
- Unclean locales
- Explaining things twice
- Fighting

Music Theme:

 

[JJ]

[fieldbox="Willow Avery Swann, cornflowerblue, dashed, 10"]


Name: Willow Avery Swann

Nicknames/Aliases: Wil

Age: 20

H&W: 5'6" & 135# (pre-apocalypse)

Gender: Female

Appearance: Lithe, athletic build with brown hair and brown eyes. Usually dresses work-casual, except her work involves mucking stalls and pitching hay instead of sitting at a desk and doing paperwork.

Personality: To put it simply, Willow is sort of an asshole. Usually the first to point out when someone does something wrong, she can be described as blunt, emphatic, and sometimes even blatantly antagonistic - Willow is someone it takes a lot of patience to be around. Once you get through that inner shell though... nope... she's still an asshole. Just, now when she says something rude, she means it to help you correct what you're doing wrong, and not just to insult you. Willow never misses a chance to say "I told you so," and often gets herself in more trouble with her smart mouth than she's worth. But she's reliable, she's a hard worker, and she never shies away from what needs to be said or done, and for those reasons, she's a valuable asset to anyone who can put up with her smart ass attitude for a long enough period of time.

History: Born in Atwood, Kansas, Willow grew up on her parents' farm, where they bred top quality horses for ranch and rodeo work. From the moment she could walk, she was put to work, be it shoveling poop, pulling weeds, or feeding and watering the half a hundred animals that lived on the farm. She never resented it, though, as it instilled a huge work ethic in the girl even before she could really understand what that meant. As such, she grew up a hard worker, enjoying the feel of callused hands and dirt under her fingernails. The apocalypse stripped her family from her one by one, and through it all she stood resolute, doing what needed to be done until she was the only one left.

After that, it fell to her to take care of the farm - something she again didn't resent, as it both gave her something to do, and something to live for. But when feed and fresh water started dwindling, she did the only thing she could do, and startted setting the livestock free to fend for themselves. She kept only a few horses, and the chickens - even the cats, and all but one of the dogs, ran off once food got scarce. Since then, she's been keeping at it the best way she knows how... by moving forward, and never looking back.

Skills:
*green thumb
*super handy with fixing things (like mending fences, etc.)
*great with animals
*good shot with a hunting rifle

Likes:
+gardening
+horses
+reading
+drawing

Dislikes:
-the cold
-deep water
-obnoxious know it alls

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[Mako]

Name: James Remington
Nicknames/Aliases: Dr. Scar
Age: 28
Gender: Male

Appearance: Black and grey camo cargo pants, Tactec black gloves, grey t-shirt, light tactic BP vest woodland camo-full list pouches, Damascus forearm protectors, black hooded leather jacket

Personality: James is reserved for the most part, until its crunch time. If he gets angry, or more accurately, frustrated, he can get aggressive, even bossy. When he feels he is in a life or death situation, he goes into fight or flight and expects everyone around him to react as fast as he does. He is overall kind, but he will not burden himself by giving up what he thinks he might need.

History: James Remington was born in Green Wood, Colorado. As a young boy his father sent him to farms to work for free to instill a sense of work in him. When he grew to appreciate the time he spent at the farm his Dad stopped making the appointments for him to go. James was an A/B student all through high school and college, where he studded engineering at Stanford. When he got his degree he had a thought, before enjoying the freedom that everyone takes for granted, every able bodied man and woman should serve in the armed forces at least once. Quickly realizing that this was not for him, going into the army even as a officer and still to be treated so poorly, it wasn't about the money, no person deserved to be treated like that. He went home.

Skills: Engineering, Tinkering, Lock picking, shooting, tracking, hiding his position, covering tracks, scavenging, rappelling, mountain climbing

Likes: Tinkering, hunting, silent reflection, cleaning weapons

Dislikes: Laziness, stupidity, incompetence

 

[Mobley Eats]

Name: Rimon Galocha

Nicknames/Aliases: Momo

Age: 23

Gender: Female

Appearances: Momo stands at a startling height of 6'1" and carries around a lanky, yet sternly built frame. Her body type is hard to garner through the baggy and loose clothing, and others often mistaken her for having a fragile demeanor. She has short, wispy chocolate hair that falls just above the shoulders and lays in whatever direction it pleases. Her chocolate eyes often appear glazed over and distant, as if her mind is elsewhere, but in reality, her thoughts never sleep.

Outfit

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Personality: Momo's mind is constantly running, to the point of where it's borderline exhausting. She's analytical, poetic, metaphorical, and unusual in the way she approaches most things, thus preventing her from understanding people properly. Despite the divide, she tries her best to bond with others and stand on similar ground, refusing to become a liability or hold someone back. As far as her temper goes, she barely has one. Her only drive is a thirst for discovering that speck of light at the end of an apocalyptic tunnel. Experiences never to be forgotten and lessons forever fossilized in her brain--that is all she lives for now.

Post-Outbreak, Momo developed some paranoid ticks, such as counting everything within the vicinity, taking note of all exits and possible improvised weapons, and so on and so forth. Though this proved to be advantageous when it came to evading infected, her peace of mind suffers from time to time, resulting in bouts of insomnia. Luckily, there're not frequent and she manages to keep the anxiety under wraps.

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History: Momo is a selective mute--meaning that she has the ability to speak, but rarely does so.

However, this condition did not befall her until she was 15--and by mysterious circumstance. Beforehand, she lived a comfortable and happy life. Her father ran a Dojo which taught the discipline and principles of Tai-Chi. He was also trained in Judo, but decided to follow through with Tai-Chi due to the age-range and temperament of his customers, who appeared to be more concerned with obtaining health and relaxation rather than self-defense. Momo never particularly cared for the classes, let along doing anything physically taxing, so she attempted to sheltered herself off with stacks of poetry and classic literature. Her favorite pieces include The House of the Seven Gables, Moby Dick, Atonement, and any poetry written by Walt Whitman.

Regardless of her efforts, her father dragged her into several classes, claiming that it never hurt to know how to defend herself. She was by means no master, but she learned quite a bit of Tai-Chi and Judo and could hold her own in a fight well. She remained a pacifist though and never lifted a finger for petty reasons. Again, it is unknown as to why she was struck with Selective Mutism at the age of 15, as she only she knew herself and refused to speak about it. Momo usually communicates through gestures, nods and shakes of the head, meaningful looks, or writing--mostly writing.

When the outbreak struck, Momo was already attending her third year of university to obtain a degree in English and Philosophy. The virus had spread quickly through the campus and even faster among the customers that cycled in and out of her father's dojo. She was smart and knew it was hopeless to deny the bitter reality--her father was infected and returning home would be reckless. And yet, she did anyways and confirmed her dreaded suspicions. She was forced to kill three infected, one of which included her father, and fled the premises with her journal, a backpack full of all she could think of for survival and a head swirling with denial. She had taken her father's car and managed to travel a state up until she ran out of gas and was forced to continue on foot.

She has family that lives up north in Pennsylvania, so she hopes to get in contact with them. It was a poorly formed idea, but also her only option.

Skills:
Tai-Chi & Judo
Very observant of her surroundings
Stealthy/quiet
Intelligent/quick thinker
Sensitive to other's shift in mood

Likes:
Loves literature and poetry
Learning new things
Colors and textures
Physical contact
Meditation/Naps

Dislikes:
Deception
Illogical aggression and rudeness
Too much exposure to sunlight
Being left alone for too long
Water/Swimming​

Theme Song:

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[KatSea]

Name: Evangeline Samantha Moore
Nicknames/Aliases: Evie, Mo
Age: 26
Gender: Female
Appearances: Evangeline is a small woman, standing at 5'3 and weighing one hundred and five pounds. Her eyes are a dark blue, and her hair is straight and well managed, the color of dark coffee. She has an array of freckles splattered across her cheeks and arms. Blemishes cover her body, including birth marks and various scars. One scar runs from her right lip down to her cheek, and another reaches from her right shoulder to the left side of her back. She also has stretch marks upon her stomach, once fading, but now returning. Despite her small frame, she has a round face. She adorns herself in very modest clothing, generally covering up her skin for fear of her blemishes being revealed. She wears a ring on her left finger and a dark pink choker.
Personality: Evangeline was pretty bubbly before hell broke loose. She was trusting, easily laughed and was always sure to tell a good joke to bring cheeriness to the people around her. She was always rather social, but to the point where anxiety piled up within her as to whether or not she said the right words. She was motherly and protective, almost to the point of vain arrogance and ignorant fearlessness. She was energetic and sweet, always sacrificing her own mental health for someone else's benefit. This did lead to some sadness and hopelessness, as she often forgot to take care of herself. Sometimes she would over eat because of the stress, or not eat at all. She became rather quiet and resourceful after the outbreak. She proved to herself to be quite adaptable, becoming cold, calculating, and desperate for survival. She's rather honest, and doesn't always understand sarcasm, although she uses it well herself. Inwardly, she is still rather caring and motherly towards people younger than she is. She still sometimes forgets to take care of herself and puts work upon her shoulders without thinking too much about the consequences. She can be negative, but that still doesn't stop her from making purposely dumb comments and jokes to try and lighten the situation. She's patient and quite the planner, taking small details into account. She used to be rather clumsy, but forced herself to become graceful with some difficulty. She's street smart, but some intellectual ideologies go straight over her head. Literature she understands, but try to talk to her about graphical mathematics or advanced chemistry, it'll go from one ear to the other. She can be rather dark, but is caring towards children and loves them above all things. She is still protective, but only to a select few. If she shows off her bubbly, protective and social personality, she trusts the person she is with to a destructive fault.
History: Evangeline was the youngest of three siblings, the smallest and the most sickly of the bunch. She was fairly well guarded through the first few years of her life, but once she was blooming into a young girl, she rebelled against the protection provided by her family. She became rather independent and social to everyone around her. She was average in school, but would work hard to get better grades and focus most of her time there on artistic activities, including drawing, sketching, sowing and knitting. She would make her own clothes, scarves and hats, and would do cartoons to keep any anxiety she had at bay.
Her life was rather easy until she was in her twenties, and she became the main attraction to a man by the name of Marcos Wesley, a high school dropout and a one time felon for selling artificial marijuana to a group of young high schools. She rejected him more than once, and had even gotten her eldest brother to beat on him to leave her alone as she attempted to work her way in college to get a teaching degree. She focused most of her time on helping her neighbor's children, but the situation with Marcos had only escalated further. He would constantly come to her home, leave notes on the door and threaten to break into her home. Evangeline dealt with the five year, on and off stalking relatively well. She moved, got a job, and finally settled into the teaching lifestyle for young children. Changes in Evangeline's behavior began to surface before the outbreak, her bubbly personality shifting into a colder shell around friends and colleagues. She was constantly anxious, had bought a rifle for the household she was in, and even tried to take self defense. Marcos had called her multiple times once he had found her phone number, threatening to find her and do what Evangeline would only call 'horrible things'. To her children, she was still rather sweet and playful, but to everyone else she lost her spark.
The outbreak occurred relatively soon after her change, and she broke even further when her next door neighbor and the three of her children had died, the husband of the household having killed all four and then himself. She swore that she would protect who she could, staying mostly in her home and trying to offer refuge to whoever came.
No one came. She spent most of her days just hiding, preparing to use her weapon if it was necessary. She became rather malnourished, but one day she had rescued a seventeen year old boy who had lost his parents to the outbreak. Winslow, she would come to know, was very timid but good company to have. Evangeline had eventually heard rumors of a safer place to stay, and with Winslow by her side, travelled for a bit to find food and shelter.
Evangeline was surprised to have found Marcos early in their trip, for he had suffered horrible damage when the outbreak occurred. Mother, father, sister, brother, and his illegitimate child had all perished at the hands of the outbreak. Evangeline, with great hesitance, joined Marcos in their quest for survival. Marcos was quite calm for the first few weeks, but as the days got longer, he refused to drink or eat, becoming massively aggressive towards Evangeline and Winslow. Evangeline would usually take most of his aggressive outbursts, gaining quite a few scars while staying with him. After a few days of emotional out lash, breakdowns and refusing to eat, Marcos left, saying he was going to get supplies and let the two rest for a while. In reality, he went out and killed himself, fearing that he was gaining the symptoms of the virus, which was truly him becoming sick with paranoia. Evangeline struggled to support Winslow by herself, and while searching for any more survivors, she found one last hope, a man with whom she shared the night with. He was caring to her and Winslow, but had left shortly after a few days, claiming he would be back and bring back a group to help the two. He never did show up, and Evangeline knew, within her heart, that he was never coming back. Evangeline is currently pregnant with the child of that man by five weeks, but is not aware of it. Currently she stays with Winslow, hoping that she can keep them alive long enough for life to turn back to at least one shade of normal.
Skills: Evangeline can do a few things well, she knows a small amount about first aid, having sewn together clothing items and minor wounds before. She is rather quick on her feet, and knows how to use her rifle well. She is patient and calculating, making sure the details within her head works out in the best way for her. She is decent with self defense, but not to a great extent. She is not the best fighter, but she knows how to get out of a situation efficiently. She can throw a few good punches if she is truly fighting for her survival. She's a decent runner. She does struggle with fighting until an enemy is fully down, she can be a little overprotective, and sometimes forgets to take care of herself for the sake of people around her.
Likes: (at least 3)

Animals, particularly dogs

Drawing

Chocolate(if given a piece of this heavenly object, her love and affection will soon be within grasp)

Coffee

Children

Writing little comic strips

Instrumental music

Disikes: (at least 3)

Licorice

Overly confident men

Caramel

Heights(has an odd fear for it)

Most sharp objects(particularly a hunting knife Marcos kept around for purposes besides survival)

 

[JJ]

Approved! Please message me with any questions or anything!

 

[KatSea]

Name: Winslow Arthur Xavier
Nicknames/Aliases: Arty, Win
Age: 17
Gender: Male
Appearances: Winslow stands at a stalky 6'1 and weighs around one hundred and seventy pounds. He is of decent health, with a body of a runner. He has tan skin, nearly without blemish, but has one singular scar running down from his left elbow down to his wrist. His hair is a light, chestnut brown, shaggy and constantly gets in the way of his light grey eyes. He has a childish, button nose and a smile usually etched into his face. He has one missing tooth, on the bottom left, far back and nearly unnoticeable until he smiles. His clothing style is rather tattered and he doesn't give much care to his appearance. He wears a necklace with an arrowhead upon it, and wears his mother and father's wedding rings upon his left ring finger and his left pointer finger.
Personality: Winslow was a pretty happy child, and remains to be positive and a hopeful man. He is rather naive, in a state of mind where if he believes a certain thing he can be achievable, he believes it will come to him whether it takes dedication or time. He is in the state of mind where he is certain nothing bad will happen to him, although he is rather intelligent and knows this may not be the case. His mind is constantly bustling with ideas, theories, and ponders that he loves to express to whoever is willing to listen. Winslow is rather innocent, and can have his heart broken easily. As the outbreak occurred, he went into a shock, where he became more quiet and listen expressive. He is very selective as to what to say and who to say it too. He is somewhat timid, but he has the ability to muster courage when the time is necessary. He is protective and is willing to sacrifice his health or happiness for someone else. He does trust too easily, but once that trust his broken, Winslow can hold a grudge surprisingly well. If he or a loved one is harmed by someone, he has methods to release any anger that festered within him, including taking it out on those who hurt him. He does not have a heavy temper, despite this, he can lash out if pushed hard enough. He has a hard time containing any emotion, and he can be read without much effort. He is loyal to a fault, sticking to someone he has deemed to be a friend whether they enjoy his company or not. He follows orders and commands without question, even if the order is sarcastic. He is high in the sky, but has forced himself to be down to Earth in order to survive. He thinks rather odd things and will say odd phrases if he is stressed or has lost interest in a current discussion.
History: Winslow was an only child to an older couple who struggled for years to have offspring. He was a miracle to the two, and was raised in a happy and loving family. He never expected too much of himself, always kept himself at a healthy pace in school, and was overall a good kid. He never did notice any turmoil in his family, despite his aunt's verbal and physical torment towards him, which he had blocked out completely. His aunt, overwhelmed with jealousy at her sister's ability to bear a child, had lashed out her anger on little Winslow. This ceased once he was around thirteen years of age, and most of the abuse he had blocked off, forcing himself to believe that the events were simply nightmares. Winslow still remained at ease and happy, until the outbreak occurred.
Winslow's parents were affected almost immediately. Winslow did not have the heart to kill them as he had attempted to escape his home, but rather, his aunt had come to his rescue and removed both of them from the scenario. His aunt, while having the heart to watch over her nephew through the turmoil, continued to torment him. He put up with her, assuming she was merely in shock and needed an outlet to take her grief out on. A week or two after Winslow had set out into the world to try and fend for himself, his aunt met her demise, not by a zombie or another, aggressive human, but rather by accident. Winslow and his aunt had found rifle and handgun upon their travels, but neither of them had been very skilled with each object. Winslow's aunt began to clean the rifle, and alas, had shot herself. Winslow, devastated and nearly ill, had quickly ran off, forgetting the rifle behind and bringing with him only the pistol. He barely was able to survive by himself, but was lucky to have found a woman by the name of Evangeline. The trouble was the man she had been staying with.
Marcos did a far deal of damage to Winslow, but he never did have the courage to admit that to Evangeline, for he saw her as his only friend and did not wish to worry her. He had struck Winslow so harshly that he had his tooth knocked out of his skull, and had even gone so far as to shove Winslow's own pistol in his face. Marcos had eventually killed himself, leaving Winslow in scared relief. He had no one who could longer take care of him, besides Evangeline, who was then suffering from her own personal shock.
Winslow has been taken care of mostly by Evangeline, but in reality Winslow does most of the work to keep their living quarters in good shape, while Evangeline handles foods and proper sanitization. Winslow had only ever met the father of Evangeline's child a few times, but as much as he had been charmed by the man, he still couldn't help but feel something was wrong. In his head, he secretly hopes that he never comes back, and that he and Evangeline can find haven on their own terms.
Skills: Winslow is very organized, and he is very agile. He can be calm in a situation he feels he has no control in. He, despite his air headed and naive ways, Winslow is surprisingly good at blocking a hit or two, and aiming a weapon. He cannot, however, stand to kill something, and is very easily disgusted. His attitude can change if he has lost his temper, and would not hesitate to throw a punch if he felt it was for his own safety. He gets distracted very easily, but notices details some may not.
Likes:

Writing

Cats

Strawberries

Reading

Playing the piano

Black and white movies

Dislikes:

Cold temperatures

Birds

Eating meat

Coconut

Insects

 

[Sterling-Solution]

[fieldbox="Rory Cormac McIntyre, limegreen, solid"]

Name: Rory Cormac McIntyre


Nicknames/Aliases: Weegie


Age: 28 [3/15/98]


H&W: 6'1" & 195# (Pre-Apocalypse)


Gender: Lad


Appearance: Medium length red hair, curling back into a swoop to the right side. Hazel eyes. Lean and tall, in decent shape. Usually keeps his hair loosely combed over, letting the curls roll back. Is a dressy fellow, usually wears several layers with jackets, peacoats, jeans, designer shoes, and an expensive wrist watch.

Personality: Rory is a gregarious man, often going out of his way to break the cold, distanced beside manner that is stereotypical for doctors. He is often misconstrued as unapproachable, as his husky, orotund voice belies his friendly demeanor. He is encouraging and optimistic, though through habit he is very straightforward in even the most sensitive situations. He can seem hyper focused and perhaps single minded, though he is generally considered a good man.

History: Rory comes from a middle-class family in Ireland, not living luxuriously, but never wanting for much either. His humble beginning grew on him to appreciate the little things as he grew older. He went through a rebellious phase in his formative years, nearly getting held back during high school, and dropping out of college for a year after partying away his grades, working as a tour guide and rock climbing instructor for hiking trails throughout the UK.

After his stint in the fringe of the UK, Rory returned to school after being accepted into Glasgow university. He spent the rest of his tenure there academically, graduating from medical school and practicing orthopedics in Liverpool for a few years afterward. He had earned the name "Weegie" from his colleagues, for the distinct accent he had picked up during his time at Glasgow.

After a few years, Rory had worked up the courage to look into opening his own practice.

He had saved most of his income, and built connections to get him off the ground. He attended a medical conference in Nashville, Tennessee to kick off his new practice and build rapport with other medical centers around the globe. He quickly befriended a Dr. Michael Porter, a local surgeon in Nashville, and took an extended tour as a temporary attending in America while his practice was being set up.

Shortly after settling in Tennesee, Rory was forced from his office by a group of soldiers, as the hospital was taken as a Casualty-Collection-Point for the outbreak at its height. He had stuck close to Michael ever since, and has remained in Nashville, acting more as a Emergency Room Surgeon rather than strictly orthopedics, as he was used to.


Skills: Rock climbing, Bushcraft and Survivalism,

Likes: Clean environments, being trusted in his skillset, Singing, mountaineering, backpacking.

Dislikes: Being questioned, continuous noise, reiterating explanations, emotional individuals.[/fieldbox]

 

[Mr. Calcium]

@JJ

So uh, you still got a spot left? I've basically risen from death myself :p

 

[VengefulPeanut]

Additional Character:

Name: Shane Clarke | Age: 36 | Gender: Male | Hair: Dark Brown | Eyes: Slate Blue
Height: 6'1'' | Weight: 74KG

Personality:
Shane is generally a people's person - it's why he embodies a preacher. A coloured past has led him to understand, or at least have experience with, a wide array of the spectrum of human nature. He's understanding, yet slightly assertive. He's caring, yet his goals come first. Shane's strongest weapon is his charisma and he's fully aware of it. That's not to say he's an emotional and social opportunist, however. Once committed to a cause, the cause of Eden's Light for now, his loyalty is unwaivering.

History:
Growing up in the bustling city of Dublin, Shane was the second son of a very poor family. He was dragged up, not brought up. His mother was largely absent in his life and he was left at the mercy of an abusive father. Close to his sister and older brother, the trio ran away from home the moment they could wishing to start anew. However, as much as they struggled, they could never escape the poverty and misfortune that had beset the family. Eventually, his older brother was murdered and his younger sister committed suicide.

Estranged from his parents, he wandered across the Atlantic to America in the hopes of escaping everything that had come before: the crime, the sadness, the hatred. Once in the states, he found work wherever he could. However, he didn't find his true calling until the world came to a bitter end. That's when it happened, that's when he found the rebirth he was looking for... the redemption. Saved from a horde of ravenous infected by a priest named Malcolm Johnson, Shane found a new understanding of life and the world. He joined Malcolm's flock, though some called it a cult, and doted on the man's every word. Eventually, through listening to Malcolm's preaching, he finally felt a peace with existence. Heading outwards, Shane moved to a settlement near the city of Nashville to spread the words of Malcolm to the people there in the hopes of educating them, of enlightening them and of freeing them.


Previous Occupation:
Multiple part time jobs

Likes:
- A sense of belonging
- Helping people
- Indulging in luxurious things
- Loyalty
- Country music
- Wine

Dislikes:
- The infected
- Closed-mindedness
- Being criticized for his beliefs
- Wastage of human life
- Fighting

Music Theme:

 

[JJ]

Additional Character:

Name: Shane Clarke | Age: 36 | Gender: Male | Hair: Dark Brown | Eyes: Slate Blue
Height: 6'1'' | Weight: 74KG

Personality:
Shane is generally a people's person - it's why he embodies a preacher. A coloured past has led him to understand, or at least have experience with, a wide array of the spectrum of human nature. He's understanding, yet slightly assertive. He's caring, yet his goals come first. Shane's strongest weapon is his charisma and he's fully aware of it. That's not to say he's an emotional and social opportunist, however. Once committed to a cause, the cause of Eden's Light for now, his loyalty is unwaivering.

History:
Growing up in the bustling city of Dublin, Shane was the second son of a very poor family. He was dragged up, not brought up. His mother was largely absent in his life and he was left at the mercy of an abusive father. Close to his sister and older brother, the trio ran away from home the moment they could wishing to start anew. However, as much as they struggled, they could never escape the poverty and misfortune that had beset the family. Eventually, his older brother was murdered and his younger sister committed suicide.

Estranged from his parents, he wandered across the Atlantic to America in the hopes of escaping everything that had come before: the crime, the sadness, the hatred. Once in the states, he found work wherever he could. However, he didn't find his true calling until the world came to a bitter end. That's when it happened, that's when he found the rebirth he was looking for... the redemption. Saved from a horde of ravenous infected by a priest named Malcolm Johnson, Shane found a new understanding of life and the world. He joined Malcolm's flock, though some called it a cult, and doted on the man's every word. Eventually, through listening to Malcolm's preaching, he finally felt a peace with existence. Heading outwards, Shane moved to a settlement near the city of Nashville to spread the words of Malcolm to the people there in the hopes of educating them, of enlightening them and of freeing them.


Previous Occupation:
Multiple part time jobs

Likes:
- A sense of belonging
- Helping people
- Indulging in luxurious things
- Loyalty
- Country music
- Wine

Dislikes:
- The infected
- Closed-mindedness
- Being criticized for his beliefs
- Wastage of human life
- Fighting

Music Theme:

denied