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Name: Evey MarchezAge: 17
Location: St. Louis
Facial Appearance:
Clothing:
Backpacks, etc.,: A tattered old leather backpack with water and a few sandwiches.
Current weapon: An old "Sting" replica that's been hanging on her bedroom wall for years.
Items: A watch, a bracelet, a gas mask from the fire department she spent a day in, a necklace that her best friend made her, and her dead grandmother's ring.
Personality: Quick to anger, but has tons of morals. She lives by a personal set of rules and wouldn't hesitate to save another life.
History: She's lost her family and she wants to find them, even though she knows it's likely that they're infected.
Other: wears glasses
Name: Kristin Majors Age: 19
Location: Dallas, Texas
Facial Appearance: Has lmid-back length dark brown hair, grey colored eyes and a scare on her left cheek and the right side of her lip is busted.
Clothing: dirty blood stained jeans, and a muddy black tank top. Worn combat boots
Backpacks, etc. : a pack of dried meat, a canteen of water, bandages, a black hoodie, a box of matches, some dried fruit, flash light, gas mask
Current weapon (Nothing big or too good.) : a couple of knifes
Items : backpack, and food
Personality: Stubborn, ands strong willed. She is determined to survive, even if it means taking down her friends and family. She hates people knowing her emotions, and she hates emotions in general. But somewhere deep in her cold, emotionless heart, she has a loving and protective side.
History: She has almost no memory of what her life, she has nothing worth losing except her own life.
Name: Joanna "Jo" Annalise Maclean Age: 20
Location: St. Louis, MO
Facial Appearance:
Her hair is naturally that shade of red, and she has bright blue eyes. She is about 5'9 and is slim. She has an athletic build.
Clothing:
She has black clothing: black t-shirts, black jackets, clack combat boots. All worn and dirty.
Backpacks, etc.: Pack of dried fruit, water canteen, a blanket, gas mask, and a lighter.
Current weapon: A crappy knife
Items: Her backpack, what's in it, her clothes
Personality: Very determined, brave and sarcastic. She is a fighter, and she never backs down. Jo is somewhat of a tomboy. She has a hard shell, and never cares what other's think of her.
History: She had a great family, and a great education, but her parents got the infection.
Other: --
Name: Jayson WilliamsAge: 18 or 19(doesn't have a calendar)
Location: Near St. Louis
Facial Appearance:
Clothing:
Backpacks, etc. :
Current weapon (Nothing big or too good.) :
Items :
Personality:
History:
Other:
Name: Hannah Williams
Age: 11
Location: Near St. Louis
Facial Appearance:
Clothing:
Backpacks, etc. :
Current weapon (Nothing big or too good.) :
Items :
Personality:
History:
Other: Sister of Jayson
BOTH UNDER CONSTRUCTION!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Name: Juliette PetrovAge (OK be realistic. No one below 14 is going solo.) : 22
Location: New York
Facial Appearance: http://bestwallpaper2013.com/wp-conte...
Clothing: Black leather jacket, red tee shirt, jeans, purple sneakers
Backpacks, etc. : water, a small first aid kit, dried fruits and meats, a box of matches, gas mask, flashlight
Current weapon (Nothing big or too good.) : the sharpest and biggest knife she could find in her kitchen.
Items : Backpack, bracelet
Personality: Juliette tends to be negative and depressive, and gets angry easily. She cares about people and is mostly selfless.
History: A great family and everything else, but her parents got infected.
Other:
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Age: 17
Location: she wanders
Facial Appearance: http://img-cache.cdn.gaiaonline.com/5...
Clothing: old white tank top and old faded blue jeans
Backpacks, etc. : a old camo backpack which she puts her things in
Current weapon: a survival knife and she had a bow and she makes her own arrows
Items :
-knife
-bow
-rope
-gas mask
-water canteen
-some food
-flash light
-spare batteries
-hoodie
-spare clothes
Personality: she isn't made for this. she is a very upbeat person who tries to find the best in everyone and everything. she has a attatude and you get her going she will blow her lid. she is strong willed, but lacks in physical strength. she runs from her problems and needs someone that can help her threw this. her mind can't take this alone. and that's all she has been, alone
History: her dad knew that one day it would happen one day and had been training her to survive on her own. he had left her for months at a time to 'prepare' her. she thought he was crazy. then it happened and he went crazy. he let them kill him. in front of her. she has been alone since the beginning of this whole mess.
Other:
Name: Zon MacFlaeAge : 17
Location: unsure
Facial Appearance: Blue eyes, Blonde hair with black highlights.
Clothing: Black jeans, Black shirt and blue gloves
Backpacks, etc. :a couple of water bottles, a sports bag, a black backpack and quiver of 24 arrows he got from his combat mentor
Current weapon: several throwing knives, a bow and a 5 shot pistol.
Items :Dagger (1)
water bottles (5)
rope (2)
batteries (30)
torch (2)
petrol (1 bottle)
jumper (2)
gas masks (3)
bow (1)
Arrows (24)
Arrow heads (40)
assorted food for 12 days
Personality: Kind and always happy to help. hates being alone
History: His whole family killed. His mentor infected
Other: Legendary accuracy with the bow
Name: EllieAge (OK be realistic. No one below 14 is going solo.) : 14
Location: Unkown
Facial Appearance: http://www.theaveragegamer.com/wp-con...
Clothing: http://beefjack.com/files/2012/03/112...
Backpacks, etc. : knife, water bottle, food, gas mask
Current weapon (Nothing big or too good.) : Knife
Items : backpack, weapon
Personality: temepermental
History: She was born 6 years after the infection began
Name: Johnathan SnowAge (OK be realistic. No one below 14 is going solo.) : 21
Location : He wanders around the places, and doesn't really stop anywhere for long, killing anyone who gets into his path.
Facial Appearance : http://awoiaf.westeros.org/index.php/...
Clothing :
Body/Chest clothing : He wears a plain black shirt with a black jacket on top, perfect for traveling around in the night
Trousers : He wears some cut jeans with a lot of holes in them.
Backpacks, etc. : He has a large black Backpack which he takes with him everywhere. It holds most of his stuff in as he travels around, however he does travel light.
Current weapon (Nothing big or too good.) :
Now by nothing big or too good I believe you mean no OP? But would that include standard weapons like M4A1's and M9's or even Mk16/17's that in an apocalypse you would be easily able to find.
Mk16 Mod 0 [Stealth] top right corner http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3450/3...
M1911 https://encrypted-tbn0.gstatic.com/im...
Items :
He carries :
A few bottles of water (4)
A pack of matches (13 left)
A torch
A few packets of crisps (4)
A couple of chocolate bars as snacks (2)
A few cans of soup (3)
A Hunting Knife
Batteries (12)
Gas Masks (2)
Personality : Although Snow may firstly appear as a cold hearted cruel guy that will decieve anyone. He is a rather trustworthy person who is very friendly, he just knows how to get the job done so he will do whatever it takes to get it done.
History : He can't remember anything of his past anymore after he woke up under a collapsed building, wounded and with a gas mask on and wearing a military uniform and having medals on. He found many soldiers around him, each one of them brought back strong emotions seeing him dead, but he couldn't remember why. (They were his squad mates in the army) He changed clothes as soon as he could and got the hell away, and has been traveling alone since.
Other : Tba
Umm.... No. He's not 'a badass' he's KICK ASS! Obviously. *shakes head* lmao.
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Age: 18
Location: he tends to wander
Facial Appearance: http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m4j...
Clothing: old jeans, a old white t-shirt and a red jacket
Backpacks: old black backpack
Current weapon: a sword (he had taken from his dad's weapon shop) a boot knife and a frying pan if all else fails
Items :
gas mask
water bottles(5)
some food
batteries
first aid kit
lighter
flash light
Personality: he is a gentleman dispite what's going on he keeps a positive attitude and HATES when people don't treat other people right he also has a short temper at times
History: he was raised on a farm and he is a gentleman and expects that even in this crises that people still keep their values in line
Other:
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Anja Lafayette Metzger
『 〓 』• Pronounced |ahhn-JAH | lah-fah-YEHT | MEHT-zer-ger |
• Anja means Grace. It is one of the most exotic of several ethnic versions of Ann/Anna now being imported, also including Anya and Annika. Anja is heard in several European cultures, including Germany, Holland, and the Scandinavian countries--and it has a variety of pronunciations.
• Lafayette is of French origin. May derive from "foi", meaning "faith". Historical: the Marquis de Lafayette, a French nobleman, was only 20 when he came to serve four years in the American Revolutionary cause. When he returned to America, he was welcomed as a hero. A similar baby name is Fayette.
• Metzger is a German word meaning "butcher". It's not as evil or threatening as it may sound.
Age: Seventeen {17; Ten-and-Seven} May 17th; 1:13 AM
Blood Type: O Rh Positive [Universal Donor]
Gender: [/glances into shirt] "We both know the answer to that"
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Derived from the chromosome
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⊱Born in Dinkelsbühl, Germany
⊱ Nationalities are German, Russian
⊱ Ethnical background includes; German, Russian, Welsh
Sexuality: Ambisexual
Relationship Status: Single
⊱ Zodiacal symbol: 猪 ➠ (view spoiler)
⊱ Zodiacal symbol: Taurus ➠ ♉ ➠ (view spoiler)
A: PPARITIONAL APPEARANCE
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▐ Physique (view spoiler)
▐ Clothing Style (view spoiler) Don't let her style fool you.
▐ Marking(s): Light burns on her inner wrist from a fire, and light strangulation marks that didn't seem to fade over time.
▐ Tattoo(s): (view spoiler)
|| ♛ || Describe this mess of emotion and history in the physical form? It can be attempted, but no guarantees are made to how pin-point this will be, seeing as she has tendencies to drastically change the way she looks, well more so what her hair looks like.
With at stopping point of five feet six inches, Anja isn't the picture of height. She doesn't much care for this, and would greatly appreciate if people held back their comments on it. She weighs a standard hundred forty pounds, and is very content with the outcome of her extension activity. She was never one to stay in one place for a while, and it seems to have paid off. Slenderly framed, save the chest and posterior area, she doesn't pay much attention to her inherited curves. No, she prefers to focus on the thing higher than her shoulders, because she believes people should be looking up there. Femininely narrow shoulders, followed by a slender neck, leads to an ovoid visage that is framed quite nicely by her hair.
Golden strands of hair cascade down to her shoulders. At some times, they will be radiant curls and other times, they are a mix of black and brown locks threaded into the sea of blonde. She doesn't stick with either for very long, as she much likes to diversify her hair. It would appear to be her only girlish habit, and will stay that way. Upon cursory examination of her eyes, they appear to be green. However, her oculars are quite actually a maze of hue. In bright lightings, they're a hazy mix of a green coloring and flecks of hazel light in a color close to her hair. In the darker setting, they appear to be a clouded pale blue. They particularly pop out against her moderately tanned complexion. Her lips, which usually hold a pouty sort of formation as a default of reason she doesn't know, are a peachy hue that's close to the inside of a shell. She prefers not to dwell on that fact, as she wants people to focus on her words, rather than her lips.
The last thing to work on when describing this female is her voice. It has a husky sound to it, the more appealing kind of husky that is more commonly exhibit in the gender counterpart and widely sought out. It holds a low soprano, high alto octave. It's similar to the tinkling of little metal objects together, if not more pleasant. If she were exhibit any form of rage, it deepens exponentially into a feral and harsh sound as opposed to the previously pleasant one. Should she be delighted, her voice hitches ever so slightly. The change isn't very noticeable unless you've been listening to her for a while.
Hair Color: Golden strands of hair cascade down to her shoulders. At some times, they will be radiant curls and other times, they are a mix of black and brown locks threaded into the sea of blonde.
Eye Color: Upon cursory examination of her eyes, they appear to be green. However, her oculars are quite actually a maze of hue. In bright lightings, they're a hazy mix of a green coloring and flecks of hazel light in a color close to her hair. In the darker setting, they appear to be a clouded pale blue. They particularly pop out against her moderately tanned complexion.
Height: With at stopping point of five feet six inches, Anja isn't the picture of height.
Weight: She weighs a standard hundred forty pounds, and is very content with the outcome of her extension activity. She was never one to stay in one place for a while, and it seems to have paid off.
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❝ Some will pull the gun because they want to be stars
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♚ ▌▌▌No one ever said the miracle of life had to be pretty, or that it didn't cost something.
Anja's mother certainly hadn't considered that. There's always something to happens to a person when they've gone through eight hours of labor, and had yet to see the father of the child in the hospital. Her first thought was that she'd been bailed on, and that the father of the newborn baby girl was just another deadbeat father who'd have made their child become someone entirely different than what they should have been destined to be.
What had actually happened to make the father miss the birth of his first child was an accident that should never have happened. He was taken from his family just minutes away from arriving at the hospital. The emergency room had been filled that particular morning after a protest had gone terribly wrong. The hours he lay bleeding out were nearly parallel to the labor of his wife only floors above him.
He'd died around the same exact time that the baby, Anja, had been born. Her mother found the news to be the turning point of her spiral to the depths of instability. Rather than stay in the place that should have been the child's home in honor of her father, she moved her to Moscow.
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We're dancing free but we're stuck here underground
And everybody trying to figure they way out
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♚ ▌▌▌Anja and Moscow went together like peanut butter and jelly.
She loved her first thirteen years of life there. They were some of her best memories, and her mother seemed content with her manner of escaping the reality of her child going on without a father. She'd never bothered to remarry, to stuck on the love she had lost, but the child it'd produced had been a motivating cause for her to find some sort of comfort.
In the Russian spring that she turned eight, the first felony to land on her mental record occurred in a candy store. The clerk wasn't particularly bright, and wasn't paying any sort of attention to the cluster of children basking in the sugary glory of the wares. Snotty fingers smeared little green and white fluids on the glass while Anja stood fixated on the butterscotch assortment.
A simple glance in the direction of the counter told her that the teenage boy behind the counter was more concerned with chatting away with whomever had been on the phone with him. She felt her throat grow dry after she rooted through her pockets for the quarters that
{Part II}would procure her coveted butterscotches. Being eight could only get you so much money, and there was only so long before the candy was gone.
She decided to take a risk for the better, and began shoving butterscotches into her pockets. Now, butterscotch wrappings are quite the noisy little devils, since they're made from plastic and tightly wrapped at that. In shoving them in her pocket, it seemed that Anja was starting up an alarm that had the children turning in her direction. The clerk was still busy chatting away still, but she had the attention of her peers.
Walking quickly to the door, she started up yet another alarm of screaming children. The clerk disrupted his call only for a moment, but it was long enough for him to become aware of the situation. There was a tad bit of arguing with a splash of haggling and pleading, but in the end, Anja failed.
She left the candy store sullenly, and reported herself to her mother upon her arrival home.
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We march all around til' the sun goes down night children
Broken dreams, no sunshine, endless crimes, we long for freedom
You're free but in your mind, your freedom's in a bind
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♚ ▌▌▌Anja's mother became very sick the year she turned fourteen.
With the fresh start of the "rebellious stage", Anja didn't much think that her mother would be sick for long. No, she believed it would pass like all the other sicknesses she'd ever had, and they'd be back to screaming at each other in no time.
Name: Tessa WoodAge: Sixteen
Location: St. Louis
Facial Appearance: High cheek bones, full lips, long eye lashes, big eyes. Long dark brown hair with dark brown eyes, small and skinny
Clothing: https://www.google.com.au/search?hl=e...
https://www.google.com.au/search?hl=e...
https://www.google.com.au/search?hl=e... https://www.google.com.au/search?hl=e...
Backpacks, etc.: Some raw meat, some matches, five arrows, a med pack
Current weapon:
https://www.google.com.au/search?hl=e... and a dagger stolen from someone who tried to kill her
Items: Backpack, sleuth for dagger and a quiver
Personality: Sneaky, will go and steal your food from you, if you went up to her offering peace she’ll aim an arrow at you, stands alone.
History: After her mother was killed in the first attack, she and her dad stayed together, but sadly, only a month ago he was bitten by an infected and took his own life. Since then, Tessa has been on her own, killing small animals and finding safe places to sleep at night.
Other: She has a horse she uses as her ride
http://www.google.com.au/search?safe=...
Also, she has a white wolf
((Hello? Anyone going to accept her?))
I don't?
Nope. You just have to make one.
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i've been waiting for so long to RP, and i didn't have to wait?
Name: Miles Kilo
Age: 19
Location: St. Louis MO
Facial Appearance:
http://blogs.suburbanchicagonews.com/...
Clothing:
http://image15.spreadshirt.com/image-...
http://www.besportier.com/archives/g-...
http://www.rivercommunitychurch.org/a...
Backpacks, etc. :
A messenger bag with extra mags and some rations.
Current weapon (Nothing big or too good.) :
Suppressed M4 Carbine that he found
http://i685.photobucket.com/albums/vv...
Items :
A few MREs and a gallon water.
Matches
A spec ops gas mask
Personality:
A total badass and doesn't take crap from anyone. He is bossy, rude, and the most knowledgeable person left on surviving. He makes up for his bad attitude with pure skill.
History:
Navy brat. His father was a Seal. His father taught him everything and expected him to be a man. At the age of five.
Other:
Never let's anyone die under any circumstances. He doesn't care about most people personally, but he just doesn't want to see any more people turn into one of them.
Age: 19
Location: St. Louis MO
Facial Appearance:
http://blogs.suburbanchicagonews.com/...
Clothing:
http://image15.spreadshirt.com/image-...
http://www.besportier.com/archives/g-...
http://www.rivercommunitychurch.org/a...
Backpacks, etc. :
A messenger bag with extra mags and some rations.
Current weapon (Nothing big or too good.) :
Suppressed M4 Carbine that he found
http://i685.photobucket.com/albums/vv...
Items :
A few MREs and a gallon water.
Matches
A spec ops gas mask
Personality:
A total badass and doesn't take crap from anyone. He is bossy, rude, and the most knowledgeable person left on surviving. He makes up for his bad attitude with pure skill.
History:
Navy brat. His father was a Seal. His father taught him everything and expected him to be a man. At the age of five.
Other:
Never let's anyone die under any circumstances. He doesn't care about most people personally, but he just doesn't want to see any more people turn into one of them.
you lied to me!!!!!!!!!1
there was when i made her :(
Hey, I was the original mod. I would appreciate it if I got my Modship back.
Hey! Surkahb! You don't have to approve people! I TOLD YOU!!!
No. I would just like to be one. Again. Cause I made the group... they don't need to be approved is what I'm saying. People just create and rp.
Name: Jakk Winters
Age: 19
Location: St. Louis
Facial Appearance: http://images1.wikia.nocookie.net/__c...
Clothing: http://www.murasaki.me/wp-content/upl...
Bags: School bag with his weapons and food and tings he has stolen
Weapons: His father's .44 magnum with his dagger and a scar-l he got off military personnel
Items: takes them as he goes
Personality: He is very short tempered and very sarcastic. Loves to stay in the dark and picks fights with everyone he meets. He is very quick and is very bossy
History: His father used to work in the military but retired. Jakk had to kill his father when he was bit. His mother and younger brother were killed in a tragic fire and he and his dad have been moving from town to town.
Other: He hates being vulnerable and loves when he wins a fight and is a thief to live.
Age: 19
Location: St. Louis
Facial Appearance: http://images1.wikia.nocookie.net/__c...
Clothing: http://www.murasaki.me/wp-content/upl...
Bags: School bag with his weapons and food and tings he has stolen
Weapons: His father's .44 magnum with his dagger and a scar-l he got off military personnel
Items: takes them as he goes
Personality: He is very short tempered and very sarcastic. Loves to stay in the dark and picks fights with everyone he meets. He is very quick and is very bossy
History: His father used to work in the military but retired. Jakk had to kill his father when he was bit. His mother and younger brother were killed in a tragic fire and he and his dad have been moving from town to town.
Other: He hates being vulnerable and loves when he wins a fight and is a thief to live.
Kyle Winds16
St.louis
Brown skin,gray eyes, black eyebrows
Black t-shirt,gray jeans,black converse
messengerbag,with food and books
bow and arrow
books,knives,ipod
smart,nice, likes other guys, needs a group, dosent have anywhere to go
none
Name: Pactrica
Pronunciation: Pa-TRISH-Ah
Meaning:It is of Latin origin, and the meaning of Patricia is "noble; patrician". Feminine form of Patrick. The Romans once were divided socially and politically into two major classes, the plebeians and the patricians. To be patrician meant one was highly ranked, an aristocrat. The name became popular when it was used for one of Queen Victoria's granddaughters.
NickName: Patty (She hates it)
Age: 18
Gender: I think we all know that :): Female
Crush: None-Open
Relationship: None-Open
Species: Human
Appearance:
She has orange-like eyes.
Personality:
Pactrica is a strong female. She is not a absolute girly girl but loves to look beautiful at all times. She is a energetic friend and is very humorous, not only is she funny but also good with the guys, but still never had a boyfriend. She cries when extremely scared like when she was little.
Histroy
When Pactrica was 6 she moved from Italy to LA. Moving into a large house her parents had a large fight. After her father died from Self Defense, Pactrica went outside with all her stuff and waited for a angel to come, the next day she met Natalie.
When at a sleep over at Natalie's house, Pactrica hada seizure from her Hysteria and afterwards Natalie was paralyzed. That night when everything turned okay her mother became a zombie.
Natalie and Pactrica decided to work together and make photos for a fashion magazine. As Pactrica the model, a man who lived on the beach became a lunatic. When walking on the beach to rest the man tried to kidnap her. While grabbing her and going into the ocean and do what he planned for 5 months, Natalie defended Pactrica and when on the subway the man decided to take Natalie. After awhile Pactrica came to save her, sadly she didn't come in time and she got bitten with the man by a bloater.
(view spoiler)
Dreams
When Pactrica turned 15 she began to have dreams of having adventures with a man called the Doctor, these dreams are smoothing and beautiful but sometimes give nightmares telling Pactrica something is coming. Happens mostly at 10 PM.
These spoiler shows some of her adventures:
(view spoiler)
Weapons: Sniper Rifle
Shivs
Items:Health kits
Clothes
Canned Food
Bottled Water
I-pod
Name: Tyler JonesAge: 16
Location: Unsure
Facial Appearance: Messy brown hair from weeks of wandering around the streets. He has green eyes and a round face. He has scratches and dirt all around his face.
Clothing: He wears dark brown combat boots, and blue jeans. His jeans are cut and scratched up everywhere. Kyle wears a camouflage t-shirt which is lightly damaged, just a few scratches here and there. Over his shirt he wears a black hoodie because of the cold. He rarely take it off.
Backpack: A first-aid kit he looted from someone’s home. A few sandwiches and chocolate bars. Three bottles of water and a flashlight. He also has a bunch of arrows and a bowie knife.
Current Weapon: He has a Recurve bow made of dark teak wood. There’s a black leather strap in the middle of the bow for a better grip. He slings it across his back next to his backpack. He also has a bowie knife which he stores it in its scabbard on his left hip.
Items: Backpack (with smaller items), a recurve bow, and a bowie knife.
Personality: He is serious and tough. There’s no joking for him. A bad history and a supposedly bad future turned him like this.
History: He doesn't remember much. Just that he went hunting with his father one day in the woods. He heard strange sounds, but he thought that it was just his dad playing tricks on him. When he went to investigate he saw his father lying dead on, with blood spewing out of his back. He ran back home terrified, bu he couldn't find anyone. Just blood stains on the walls and carpet. He took his father's backpack, his father's bow (and relied on the lessons his father gave him), then set off to a journey with no end.
Family: Infected, and supposedly killed.
((Im not mod but we already have a Kyle))
oh sorry, it isn't finished though. Thanks for telling me!
Name: Ratonhnhaké:ton
Connor
Age: 27
Sex: Male
Location: Colorado
Facial Appearance:
http://consolehq.files.wordpress.com/...
Clothing:
http://fc05.deviantart.net/fs71/i/201...
Bags:
None.
Weapons:
A shotgun and a hunting rifle.
Items:
His phone,
His mask which acts as a gas mask
a grocery bag of food,
a pint of water
Personality:
Jesse us quiet and doesn't talk. He usually keeps to himself and is a hard, harsh person. Unless he likes you.
History:
He watched his parents die and never forgot. He traveled around and survived with Wyatt.
Other: He has a puppy named Wyatt. http://t2.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:AN...
Connor
Age: 27
Sex: Male
Location: Colorado
Facial Appearance:
http://consolehq.files.wordpress.com/...
Clothing:
http://fc05.deviantart.net/fs71/i/201...
Bags:
None.
Weapons:
A shotgun and a hunting rifle.
Items:
His phone,
His mask which acts as a gas mask
a grocery bag of food,
a pint of water
Personality:
Jesse us quiet and doesn't talk. He usually keeps to himself and is a hard, harsh person. Unless he likes you.
History:
He watched his parents die and never forgot. He traveled around and survived with Wyatt.
Other: He has a puppy named Wyatt. http://t2.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:AN...
Name: Ash VanDelAge: 16
Location:
Facial Appearance:
(view spoiler)
((Good luck with getting him out of his hood. He never takes it off.))
Clothing: Ash wears a greyish black hoodie with the hood always over his head, it never comes off. You know, unless it absolutely has to, or if you get lucky to actually get him to take it off. He also has grey vans with his first initial on the side, a large purple A. His jeans are pitch black cargos. Under his jacket is either a dark grey, black, purple, or blue shirt. Sometimes even a random band, mostly MCR, Three Days Grace, Skillet or The Cab shirts.
Bags:
The only difference his bag is, is that his bag is black instead of green and the straps are dark grey instead of brown.Weapons:
This is the knife he has always had, even before everything went to hell. He often used this to cut his wrists when things got to much for him.
He usually has these ones in his right pocket of his cargoes, not the ones that are lower on his legs, but the higher one.
These ones are with his normal pocket knife, in his right lower pocket on his cargos.[image error] These ones are strapped to his left wrist.
[image error] He really doesn't use these ones as much because they are used for back up if he ever needs them, they usually sit in his bag.
Items:
These are his guitar picks, he can play the guitar like no other and always carries these around. Left lower pocket on his cargos.
He is a very very good artist when he uses spray paint. He loves to create art with them, he doesn't tag, but he does actual art, something the world is missing a lot of. (view spoiler)
Some of his work The other things he has is just a change of clothing.
Personality: There are really two different sides of Ash, the bad and the good, the bad taking more control than the good.
Ash has post dramatic depression from many things that have happened in his past. He should be perscribed medicine, but that is something that will never happen to him, at least now while he's with his father. When he goes into his depression spells, he is cmpletely quiet and he has no motivation to do anything. Another thing that doesn't go well with him is that he cuts.
But of course, to every dark side, there is always a light. He can be a very fun guy. He loves to play music. He is amazing at guitar, drums, and he sings. His songs usually reflect on his emotions. Most are bad, but as he goes on and on, he gets happier, which makes him a bit crazy. (In the good way, like a teen boy should be.)
History: Ash was born in a normal family. His father and mother were married and they lived in a house in a meadow in the moutains. One day, when Ash was coming home from school, he took a longer way home to explore, like he always did. When Ash actually did get home he found his mother stabbed 4 times laying in the hallway. He screamed and ran to her side. She said her last words to him as she died. Those words were always kept deep inside of Ash, sometimes they came when he was in one of his depression spells.
Afterwards, his father became more and more violent. He threatened Ash with his twin pistols he always carried around. It was usually just to psych him out, but Ash never underestimated his father. If he wanted to, he would kill Ash. He whips Ash which deals with the hundreds of thousands of scars on his body. His arms and legs are covered in them. There really isn't a piece of skin on them that doesn't have one scar touching it. On his back is a tangle of whipping scars. His chest has four scars on it. Some of the scars are also from him, mostly on his left arm.
Durring school, Ash is also hated by mostly everyone. He tries to hide in the shadows but always seems to be pulled out and beaten by the others. The popular kids hate him because he is different. He hates his life.... but he won't take it out of the small hope, that things will get better....
Ash once did have a girlfriend though, she was very sweet and kind to him. But then he found out her intentions when she left him on a date and a bunch of jocks came in.... he was beaten that night. And when he tried to tell her what happened, she broke his heart.... She told him she never really cared for him. She lied. She pittied him so she tried to make his life easier but then said he was just a waste of life, skin, energy.... that he was nothing to her, nothing to anyone.... And he should just go and kill himself.... And that night, he almost did.
Other: (c) Passed on
Name: Emily JordanAge:24
Location: Lived: New Orleans Now: Wanderer
Facial Appearance:
Hair:Black
Eyes:Grey
Face Shape: Square
Clothing: Emily dresses for comfort, even before the attack. Tank tops, jeans, and boots or sneakers are her usual attire. When cold she throws a black leather jacket over her arms. She's always preferred the color black above all but that doesn't mean she wears it all the times. She is seen in white, purple, and green most of the times, though in their most intense forms. She isn't picky about jeans, wearing what is durable. She does like finger-less gloves.
Backpack: military sling back pack from her father.
Current Weapon: Very small hand gun, not much damage but can go for a long distance and holds plenty of ammo. Secondary is pocket knife
Items:Filled with a rather efficient first aid kit, extra ammo, her jacket, alcohol from her work, some canned foods, pocket knife, a picture of her brother and sister, gas mask, and antibiotics(with needles). A silver locket.
Personality: Emily is a take no bs kind of girl. She had always been that way with a confidence and attitude to back it up. Though preferring to stay in the background with her quiet and somewhat distinct demeanor stemming from past abandonment issues. She has issues trusting other people but once you find your self in her small circle you'll find you self well cared for and protective. She can be a very mothering person, nurturing and kind. The side only her residents saw as she worked.
History: At a young age Emily felt abandoned. They lived with their mom as their dad was off fighting in a war, often not being heard for for months at a time. It was stressful but they made it work. Then her father died, and slowly her mom began to spiral out of control. Drinking, going out late at night, bringing home shady characters. It was obvious that the woman had lost it. When Emily was 12, her big brother 16 and her sister only 3 years old, their mom dropped them off at a park and never came back. A case of abandonment they call it. She went off the start another family. Ever since they three kids were bumped around child care, trying as hard as they could to stay together. Once Their brother turned 18 and got emancipated he got his little sisters out of the system and started raising them, getting work from where ever he could with a high school diploma. Emily told people she was 16 so she could also get jobs while going to school, most nights only getting 2 hours of sleep between coming him from work and then getting up for school and to do it all over again. Their little sister luckily was offered to be watched by an elderly couple that lived next to them, who adored the happy girl. Despite all the odds, with her brothers insistence, Emily got an education as a CNA, earning enough money for them to relax a bit. Right when things started to go right, the world went to hell. The infection spread fast, and panic spread soon after. The girls worried as they waited in their home for their brother, refusing to leave without him. When he came he said they had to leave and fast. They work their way out of the city....only two made it out. Both elder siblings blame the other for the loss of their little sister who died at the hands of an infected, when inside they blame themselves most of all. The two went their separate ways, full of hurt and confusion.
Family:
Mother: Natalie Jordan MIA(before infection)
Father: Edward Jordan KIA(before infection. Death via land mine)
Brother: Nickolas Jordan(Nicky) MIA
Sister: Lucy Jordan(Lulu) KIA(during infection. Death via infected)
Other: New Orleans accent and a bad no shit attitude.
Wanna have he in Colorado with Jesse and Tess?
He isn't either. Hw doesn't trust Antone but his puppy Wyatt.
Name: Kiersten ShadowsAge: 17
Location: unknown
Facial appearance: She has dark blond hair, blue eyes, high cheek bones, button nose and a small scar on the lift side of her face that isn't very noticeable.
clothing: http://m292.photobucket.com/image/gir... shirt, http://m31.photobucket.com/image/girl... pants.
Bag: comfort fit messenger bag
Weapons: hand knives hidden in her bag and on her body. She also has a retractable sword.
Items: sketch pad, graphite pencils, flashlight, knife sharpener, water bottle, and brush.
Personality: Kind, straight forward, small temper, loves to play with knives.
History: She is from a household of all boys except for her mom. She can hold her own in a battle and an expert with the knives and swords she has. She is a black belt in karate and mixed martial arts. Her brother never stood a chance when she was in a fight. Her family died from the virus.
Other: she loves to draw.
Age:17
Location:Unknown wanderer.
Facial Appearance:Dirty blonde hair (was originally just blonde) that is shaggy and short,jade colored eyes,tanned dirt streaked skin littered with scratches and small scars.
Clothing:Slightly torn brown dirty hoodie,black tanktop,blue dirt and mud streaked jeans,brown mud caked sneakers
Backpack:Filled with a small first aid kit from home, a small sewing kit,and a few cans of beans and dried fruit and granola.
Current Weapon:Medium sized metal pipe.
Items:none except his backpackers with food and kits and a gas mask.
Personality:A strong willed who is determined to find a safe haven no matter what the cost,trustworthy and also very almost too kind.
History:When he first heard of the infection he didn't believe it until his sister and mom gotten infected.Horrified he fled with the little food that they had from home and after a few weeks pf dodging cannibals infected people did he realize that he shouldn't have left.Too late to go back home Jude then vowed to find a safe haven and help those in need the best he can.
Family:Mother, Elizabeth Little sister, Kara.
Other:None