The Last of Us ►RP discussion

[Full Name] Kayne West
[Age] 19
[Gender] male
[Relationship Status]TAken by Argent Roth
[Crushes] none
[Appearance] "http://www.google.com/imgres?sa=X&..."
[Personality] tbrp'd
[History] family was slaughtered by the undead and his mind is set on one thing kill zombies
[Others] nothing really special
[weapons] .44 mag.- "http://www.google.com/imgres?biw=1024..."
50 calibur sniper- "http://www.google.com/imgres?biw=1024..."

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[Full Name] Josh Lane Gardiner
[Age] 19
[Gender] Male
[Relationship Status]
[Crushes]
[Appearance]
[Faction]
[Personality]
[History]
[Others]

[Full Name] Argent Roth
[Age] 16
[Gender] Female
[Relationship Status] single
[Crushes] open
[Appearance] http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_Jyuh3_eo1M...
[Personality] TBRP'D
[History] Her mother had died from getting bit and her and her father left. Her father had began drinking and was abusive towards her. After a while, her father was bitten as well and she ran from her house. SHe has been traveling alone ever since and is hoping to find someone to travel along with her because she's scared of being alone, even if she doesn't show it.
[Others]

Valentina Rosenthal || 26 || November 17th || Bartender || Factionless || Human

[General Appearance]
Val is a short girl-- she only reaches about 5'4"-- but she makes up for it in attitude. Just by observing her, she seems bigger than she actually is; it's not until you stand next to her that you realize you tower over her by five inches give-or-take. Soft curves disguise lean muscle gained from years of booting people out of "her" bar. Her wispy, tousled brown hair just reaches her smooth shoulders. Choppy bangs transition down into an angled facial structure that is emphasized by subtly arched, dark eyebrows. Val's eyes are an unusual shade of hazel, rapidly changing from a light coffee color to catlike amber. Long black eyelashes curl around their slanted almond shape. Cute and impish, her nose hooks down to full, red cupid's bow lips. Her skin is olive-toned, donning a rosy shade in her cheeks.

[Distinguishing Marks]
She has freckles running across her nose and a tattoo of a hummingbird on her shoulder.


[Personality]
Val's sarcastic persona is marked by her rich southern drawl, seeming almost bored most of the time. Her eyes will catch that sparkle of excitement on occasion: when she's amused, when she's really drunk, when she gets to kick someone's ass... Etc. She can be a bit rough with her clients, not to mention irritable. She's been propositioned one-too-many times by drunk old men. One might actually be an understatement. She's not afraid to be honest and her bluntness has lost her quite a few friends; Val lets it all roll off her back though. Her pride can get her into sticky situations-- she just can't seem to stifle the flow of sharp witticisms that pop into her head and she flat-out refuses to be wrong. Her intelligence can be almost startling at times as one wouldn't consider the bartender of all people to be observant.

But you can see everything from the bar~

[History]
Val's parents were independents in Texas, though they hailed from Alabama. Her father operated a shooting range and her mother was an artist. Well-loved and in a warm environment, it was no surprise that when tragedy struck, she became much a much darker person. Her parents were shot when they refused to provide extra bullets for a radical group passing through. Val was thirteen. From then on, she took care of herself and began migrating from her home in Texas and hasn't stopped since.

Relationship Status: Single
Crush: Open

Why thank you!

I am curious what do you mean by faction.

In the Last of Us, there are six factions you can come across, Fireflies, Hunters, Survivors, Military, Cannibals, and Bandits.

O ok sorry

● Name ● Friedrich K. Achterberg
○ Byname ○ Fritz

● Birth Date ● February 22nd, 2001
○ Age ○ 32

● Gender ● Male
○ Sexuality ○ Heterosexual

● Marital Status ● Single
○ Availability ○ Open

● Faction ● Fireflies

● Appearance ● A slim, bookish individual, Fritz hardly fits the vision of a world-weary survivor. Of average height, he is a good bit lighter than what would be considered healthy in a normal world, and is often mistaken for a boy half his actual age.

Fritz's eyes are a faded blue, and his close-cropped hair is a dusty shade of brown, with a few greys making their shining debut. Boyish in appearance and barely filling the clothes he wears, he's an un-intimidating figure. He often has a week worth of scruff on his chin, and wears dirt like a second skin.

● Personality ● Having been forced to mature at a young age, Fritz has long learned that the world is far from a nice place. It is fact that has embittered him, turning him into a crass cynic who'd rather shoot you than have you come within half a mile of him.

It could be said that his only real friend is the rifle he was provided, and it is the only real thing he trusts. It has become a well known fact among the Fireflies, and a source of constant amusement for his comrades.

As previously stated, he has a rather foul mouth. It is more the norm to find him cussing at someone (whether in German or English, he's not choosy) than to find Fritz actually having a conversation with some. He's rather isolated in the group, a situation mostly of his own doing, and fully expects the faction to fall.

● History ● A native of Germany, Fritz and his family were on holidays in the States when the pandemic hit. In the chaotic months that followed, and after several disorientating shuffles between failing "safe-zones," Fritz found himself completely alone in the world. Barely able to speak English, he was brought into the Fireflies not long after his sixteenth birthday, and has been an active member since.

* Name: * Elizabeth Margaret Finestone.
* Nickname* Ella
*Age:* 22
*Gender:* Female


{Relationship status:} Single.
{Crushes:} None
{Sexuality:} Heterosexual
{Relationship information} Elizabeth dated one man and that was when she was 17. She was really in love with him. His name was Eric Archer. They both like to leave the walls of the secure city. They believed that they could defend themselves. They were wrong. One day as Eric and Elizabeth were lying by a lake, they had fallen asleep. An infected walked behind them and bit Eric. When Elizabeth realized what was happening she pulled out her pistol and shot the Decomposing corpse. When it was dead she turned back to Eric only to find him staring at a huge bite mark in his arm. She sat with him for as long as she could till he started getting a fever, a sign she knew. She killed him. That's all she could do. She never returned into the city after that, but every time she sees it, she thinks of him. This is why she dose not date or anything like that. But this doesn't mean she will not fall in love agian.


~Apperance~

[Personality:] She is very humorous despite the worlds situation. She knows when to keep people at arms length though. She is a natural born leader when people need her to be. If somethings bothering you she can tell you how to fix it, or say it will be all right. She is the best friend you could ever ask for.
[History:] Beside the fact that her boyfriend was killed she was pregnant with his baby and was actually going to tell him that afternoon but he... anyway she had a miscarriage when he died. She was so upset. She buried the baby outside the city and visits her every year on the day she died. Her name is Erica Rose Finestone. She had sent letters to her family to see how they were doing now and then. One day she got a letter with a weird address on it. It said that her mother and father died in an explosion, but it didn't say anything about her sister. She still hopes she will find her.

^Family:^
Holly Finestone- Mother (deceased)
Mark Finestone- Father (deceased)
Rebecca Finestone-sister (unknown)

< Location: > Outside the city wall of boston.

[Full Name] Rachael Aaron
[Age] 14
[Gender] female
[Relationship Status] single. Hates anything to do with relationships
[Crushes] none
[Appearance] Rachael has brown hair and green eyes. She has an oval face and frowns a lot
[Personality] When Racheal's parents died she had to go live with her uncle. She was depressed for most of the time but then started to notice everything around her and tried to hide it away
[History] Her father and mother were in the army she stayed with her grandparents a lot. Until one day her parents didn't come home. The person at the door was a man in uniform, he tried to tell her that her parents died but she didn't believe him. She stated with her grandparents until they died, then she was taken in by her uncle. A year later an epidemic happend. When her uncle turned she ran far away till she was exahased. She learned to live on her on from then.
[Others]

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Thanks

I'm done with Ella

O thank you, She is probably one of the best characters I have ever made.

Done...I think.

Ignatius-- do you want to rp? :D

Sure :)

Anyone wanna RP with Argent? :3

Where to, Iggy? ^^

How 'bout Salt Lake City? c:

Sounds like a plan! Onward~~~

Anyone wanna Rp with Ella

Argent can :3

Is it ok if they meet in the outside walls of boston.

Yea :p

Ok meet you there :3

Kk :3

"Let's start with the basics...name, age, gender. All that stuff that tells people what to look for. You ready for this Doll Face?"

~Name~ Aurora Harlow

~Nicknames~ Rory, Harlow, Doll Face or Rora

~Age~ 21

~Occupation before the Death of Earth~ Secretary/Book Keeper

~Date/Place/Time of Birth~ July 3rd/San Francisco/2:45 pm

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The Nature of a Cancer Woman

Cancerians are very defensive creatures – defensive of themselves, their friends and family. They have a very strong and formidable defensive fort in his psyche. He is not intimidated that easily and can sometimes take an aggressive stand in order to protect himself emotionally from transgresses of others. Anyone who intentionally or unintentionally jeopardizes their or their close ones’ dignity or self-respect, you will feel fended off or even pinned down. But if you persevere and gain their trust with time (which you most definitely will if your intensions are honest), you will see the soft, caring and considerate inner self – because now you are one of the protected.

Their family is very important for them, and comes at the top in the list of priorities. They make excellent parents, but are not so good at letting go of their children when the situation requires it which again tells us about their protective self. They also happen to be very emotional and often fall into the depths of nostalgia.

No wonder they have an excellent memory – they hardly miss a piece of detail about their past. Cancerian children start out being extremely sensitive and emotionally fragile, but with time they develop their protective and affectionate self. So if you see your Cancerian kid taking care of a younger brother or sister or the family pet, be sure that your kid is growing up.

To their loved ones, Cancerians present their most soft and mellow self. So they may overreact to incidents and tend to be very moody at times. They can get hurt by their companions very easily, but are in no way weak. They can strike back with equal force and venom. (hide spoiler)]

~Faction~ She has yet to really decide, though if she had to say it, she would say that she is definitely some sort of survivor.

~Nationality(ies)~ 1/2 American, 1/4 Australian, 1/4 Irish.

~Gender~ Female

~S.O.~ Straight

~Relationship Status~ Single

"Better go into specifics here, otherwise they might pick out another redhead as you. Oh come on now Doll....smile for the camera. It's my last roll of film."

~Appearance~

Tresses: The strands curl slightly at the ends, hues varying from a dark claret to a pale coppery-bronze. They are long now, having been left to grow for almost three years. They caress up to halfway down her back but she is likely to cut it all off if an enemy grabs the fiery locks.

Optics:Webs of silver-grey and the occasional hint of the palest yellow come together to form her irises. A dark grey outer ring anchors the silver threads, if you are close enough you might even see where they cross over within the outer circle.

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Stature and Skin Tone: Standing at full height this femme is just tall enough to be classed as 5 foot 8 inches tall. As her red hair is natural, her skin is almost as pale as the flesh of a white peach and prone to burning in the summer if precautions are not taken.

Body Type: Refusing to starve herself to fit the ideal image of beauty, she eats however she wants. She has a medium metabolism and has enough curves to have a slightly imperfect hourglass shape.

Forever Marks: Ear cuffs which she is almost never seen without.

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"Very pretty...though why did you get a matching pair when you could just get one?"

Only one inked artwork adorns her body at this time, a very old friend did it as a farewell present.

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A crescent shaped scar on her right forearm from many years before. Caused by a little boy who had disliked her immensely.

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"This one's too big Rory...we'll have to link it to them."

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"Now we get down to the good stuff...the stuff that isn't just at face value, you have to delve deep here."

~Personality~

Rory is self reliant for the most part, often preferring her own company. She used to be quite talkative but now she realises that not all people want to listen to what she has to say. If she is being yelled at she will completely shut down and retreat into herself. Contrary to most young women her age, she reads and does other more worthwhile things.

She has a strong set of core morals which have guided her throughout life and she only strays from them if she is in dire straits. Others have found her to be quick to withdraw from conversations if she is forced into them and her friendship is hard to come by. However once she is your friend she will protect you until her dying breath...unless you are the one killing her.

She is often described by others to be softly spoken and socially inept. She believes that being secluded actually protects her from others rather than exposing her to more harm. You would be a fool however if you assumed that she was a door mouse. When cornered she comes out with emotional armour on and all cylinders firing.

The queen of contradictions...there are still some days where she'll be back to her feisty old self but those days are less and less frequent. Incredibly crafty, she uses her seclusion to her advantage if need be. She is able to slip in and out of rooms or areas relatively easily. The only reason she would want to get noticed on purpose, is if she can offer aid or directions to someone.

She is competitive despite people rarely hearing her speak. Upon occasion she'll want to test her marksmanship and you can see how many trees she's practiced on simply because of the stones imbedded in them.

Likes
+Stars
+Reading
+Random facts about nature
+Writing
+Running/jogging
+Swimming

Dislikes
-Hubris
-Pain
-Rudeness
-Untidy living spaces
-Roses
-Fighting...unless someone's stupid enough to provoke her

Strengths
+Loyal
+Kind (to a very select few)
+Observant
+Stealthy upon occasion
+Smart
+Swift

Weaknesses
-Severe fear of heights
-Cold
-Calculating (sometimes sees others as opponents rather than potential friends)
-Hates snakes
-Might jump to conclusions upon occasion
-Doesn't think that there is someone out there who would be interested in her

~Weapons~

Pistol with detachable hunting knife (can also be attached to become a bayonet)



Hatchet

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Bow and Arrows (Japanese Yumi [the bow] and Ya [the arrows] that she found in an abandoned storage unit)



"Now Rory...please don't leave, you're almost done. Just one more thing to talk about then I'll leave you be."

~History~

Learn to walk before trying to run

Born on a rainy July afternoon to Corey and Molly Harlow in an abandoned Hospital, it was quite a shock for the ex-nurse to see that vibrant tuft of dark red hair. She was the first daughter that the Harlows had produced, therefore she had caused quite a stir when she was young.

Extraordinarily bright for her age, she knew how to deceive Clickers by the age of 5. A retired teacher depended on her to round up other children so they could learn and she did so as if she was herding sheep. It had become an endless source of amusement for the adults until they ran out of 'useless things' to teach her. She had been shattered when told that she didn't need to do it any more and to focus on more serious skills needed to survive.

Aurora had been left without a purpose, so she went about trying to make friends. It was hard as all the other kids were at least one or two years older and on more than one occasion she was bullied for trying to seek out friendship. Eventually she found a quiet little girl called Milly, they shared food and talked about their favourite things.

It was fun and Rory thought that she'd made a lifelong friend. But when she was 7, Milly was put in a different group that travelled to another abandoned house in a 'safe' area. Rory had to sneak into the adults meetings to even hear news of Milly. They'd get together for Christmas if it was safe enough. But soon she saw less and less of Milly, it turns out that she was really sick.

Rory was devastated, having to go about her life without Milly there? That would be like.... Alice in WonderLand without Alice! However, Rory was soon distracted by her imagination as most children are. She would imagine that Milly was better and they would be having tea parties...or exploring their slightly crumbly old haunts. This went on for a while before Milly came back and their friendship continued despite Milly being significantly frailer than she had been before.

It takes time to find your wings

Unfortunately Milly passed away from leukemia when Rory was 15. Luckily Aurora didn't go into a 'downward spiral', she remained as positive as she could. She left a necklace that Milly had always liked, in the blonde's pale clasped hands at her funeral. It had been a sweet service, faded pictures being placed at her feet. They cycled through all the most important parts of Milly's short life.

Milly had been Aurora's truest friend...they'd sworn to each other 'til death do they part. Aurora's true test had been when her parents had made the move to stay with her father's ailing mother. They'd been right on the edge of a beach and Rory had gone jogging down to the ocean when it was safe to swim.

She began writing about Milly and how she imagined their lives would have turned out if Milly had made it past the age of 17. But when they'd had to pack up and leave suddenly, she lost the notepad that she'd written it all down in. She went searching everywhere, flashes of what she'd written flitting before her mind's eye...almost tangible. Aurora found it eventually and locked it away in her memory box after reading it to her grandmother. Rory had never really been close with her paternal grandmother but she'd made an effort in the last few years because she wanted to be able to know her better.

So you've managed to fly...but can you truly say in your heart that you can soar?

After her grandmother passed, she made the move to Boston to see if she could catch up to the other half of their old group. She also did it to lessen the strain on her parents. She just wanted to settle in quietly and avoid the Infected.

~Other~ Face Claim - Susan Coffey

Full Name] Gray Salaner
[Age] 18
[Gender] Female
[Relationship Status] none at the moment
[Crushes] none at the moment but open
[Appearance] http://wallpaperswa.com/thumbnails/de...
[Personality] Gray is for the most part quite and if she dosnt know you tends to keep to herself. If shes with friends she does open up more and is able to be herself around them. She does tend to hold back in some things as well. Gray would also do anything to protect her friends and those close to her.
[History] Gray doesnt really remember much about her past. Just faint images of a man and woman which she has always thought were her parents.
[Others]

Thanks :)

[Full Name] Isaac Samuel Whittaker

[Nickname] Izzy (Use with caution)

[Age] 34 (Born in 1991)

[Gender] Male

[Relationship Status] Single (Available)

[Sexuality] Heterosexual

[Faction] Rogue Hunter (Now more of a Survivor)

[Personality Traits] Stubborn, sarcastic, cynical, quick-tempered, pompous (but secretly self-critical), dexterous, humorous, intelligent and courageous.

[History] Issac was fourteen when life as he knew it ended. Unlike other teenagers, in his case it wasn't metaphorical.

Soon after the outbreak, Isaac's father committed suicide by hanging himself in his closet, leaving Isaac and his mother Leah to fend for themselves. Being native Pittsburghers, they were eventually shepherded into the quarantined section of the city and took root amongst the other dozens of survivors. It was relatively violence free until what are now known as Hunters confronted the government and subsequently took over. It was either adapt or die, so Isaac joined the Hunters without too much hesitation to protect himself; and more importantly, to protect his mother.

Nineteen years later, Isaac's mother showed up dead in the middle of the quarantine's square, murdered in cold blood. This terrible loss sent Isaac into a frenzy. He attacked suspected Hunters and even killed a few in his fit of rage. In the end, Isaac knew he was too outnumbered to avenge his mother and stay alive, so he packed up some essentials and escaped, and has been running ever since.

[Weapons of Choice] .44 Magnum Desert Eagle, a switch-blade and brute force.

[Face Claim] Josh Holloway

(hope this is okay, sorry it's a little short...)

Thank you! (:

Full Name: Anat Carson (No Middle Name)

Age: Unknown (It is guessed that she is 24)

Gender: Female

Relationship Status: Single (Not able to be romanced)

Crushes: None

Appearance:
Hair-Dirty blonde, Shoulder Length
Eyes-Ice blue w/grey gold around the pupil
Skin-Very very fair(She doesn't tan... she burns)
Build-Medium, curvy, but not considered fat
Clothes-Always sporting some form of cargo pants, and comfortable band tee-shirt, and backpack.

Faction: Unknown

Personality: Very sarcastic, blunt to the point of rude, but always truthful. She loves to laugh, but is extremely suspicious of others and would first cut your hand off before trusting you. She has a bristly exterior, but if you can get past her shields, she is the most loyal and kind person you will ever meet.

History: Anat is the name of the Semitic Goddess of war, fertility, sexual love and hunting. One can only guess at wy her parents gave her such a historical name. But she grew up in the pittsburgh area of Homewood. She was an only child, her mother hung herself when Anat was only about a year old, right when her father was shot to death just outside his work.

She was then put in a foster home with an single man who then repeatedly beat her and sexually assaulted her until she learned to fight back.

She was living in the center of the city when the outbreak happened. She was able to survive by taking a reliable cudgel from the museum, and her neighbors shotgun. Later she took an M24 Sniper Rifle from a dead marine. She is a notorious pillager, and is always in and out of the city and the area around for supplies.

Others: Unknown

Weapons: Shotgun, Medium Steel Cudgel with reverse one side axe head & the other Hammer head, M24 Military grade Sniper Rifle

Location: Lives just outside the city in the area of Etna in a fortified apartment.

sweet, thanks!

Name: Manny Monroe

Age: 23

Gender: Female

Location: Outside Boston

Appearance:



Clothing:

Grey Tank Top, Black Hoodie, Combat boots, Skinny Jeans.

Bags:

-Backpack

Items:

-Food
-Water
-Ammo (Crap Loads)
-Cell Phone
-Flashlight
-Medical Kit

Personality:

Mean and cruel, Manny can be one of the rudest people you can meet. But when she finally gets to know you, She's slightly nice and is sarcastic. Mostly, though, Manny acts like the infestation is the world's biggest bar fight.

History:

Before everything started, Manny was a drunk and lived in New York. But when hell broke loose, while people got food and found a place to hide, Manny got a shotgun and had some fun. If it weren't for the zombies, Mindy could get use to life like this.

((Haha, sounds like Francis from L4D. Which, i was bored out of my mind and went 'What the hell, let's have a female Francis" :P))

Family:

Mother - Sandy Monroe - Dead
Father - Mark Monroe - Dead

Other Relations:

Rogue - Partner in Crime

Full Name: Sandra Vasquéz
Age:19
Date of Birth: 11/5/2001
Place of Birth:Puerto Rico

Main Ethnicity(ies): Puerto Rican

Sexuality:Heterosexual(Straight) but likes to play around with females.

Appearance: https://m.facebook.com/photo.php?fbid... has baby-ish and elfin feautures

Delicate baby-like looks, and innocent looking. (My profile picture)

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She has a dimple on her left cheek
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Hair Color:Pale blonde hair that stops to her chest, healthy, and straight.

Height: 4'10 (My height)

Weight:115 lbs.

Sign: Scorpio

Personality: Sandra is a very reserved person, she likes to keep to herself most of the time, but when you get to know her, she's very spunky (due to her size), outgoing, passionate, and daring. She doesn't like arguing, but she will I she has to, especially if it's something or someone she wants to protect. She can be a bit blunt, which may or may not tend to GE under peoples skin. Either way, she can't control what comes out of her mouth.

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Strengths/Skills: Sandra is very quick on her feet, she can get out of almost any situation if she just runs away, which has gained her a lot of stamina. Very light on her feet, Sandra uses this ability to steal things that she needs for her benefits. Very flexible, she can fit into almost fit into any tight spot, to hide herself from bandits, or any other enemies.
Weaknesses:Afraid of being alone, or abandoned. Afraid she won't ever see her parents again, and afraid she might have to kill someone in order to survive. Too caring, and loving.

History: A regular Puerto Rican girl who has came to America (along with her parents) to get a proper, college education, fool around, and let life just pass her by...until, it started. Separated from her family, Sandra has to learn that being independent may just keep you alive. She's scared, she's alone, her family could be lurking around trying to look for her, or... could be one of those 'beasts' who attacks anything with a heartbeat. Will she live? Or die trying?

Family:Juanita Vasquéz(mother, unknown) forty-two years old. http://www.hdwallpapers3d.com/wp-cont...

Mario Vasquéz (father, unknown) forty-four years old. http://img2.timeinc.net/people/i/2009...

Relationships:Single :p

Weaponry: Doesn't have any skills in weaponry, but her speed, nimble feet, and escaping skills are a killer.

Place of Resistance: Anywhere that is away from those things... anywhere is safe.

Other: Has hoop nose ring, petite around torso, but very curvaceous, and toned below waist, toned legs, small and nimble feet, nice well-rounded hips, and a toned apple shaped bum (big). Dimple on left cheek.(view spoiler)[http://data2.whicdn.com/images/238016... (hide spoiler)]

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Full Name: William Alan Hendrix

Age: 29

Gender: Male

Ethnicity: Caucasian

Appearance:


William stands at 6'4" and has an athletic, rather muscular build. His eyes are a grayish-blue tint and his skin is deeply tanned from many years spent outdoors. Several scars mark his body. A tattoo depicting the Firefly insignia is on his right bicep.

Background: William was only nine years old when the Cordyceps outbreak swept rapidly across the American South, reaching his hometown in Georgia's Blue Ridge mountains within weeks. Will's father, Daniel, was a decorated Army special operations veteran, with nearly a dozen combat tours in Iraq and Afghanistan. His mother was a trauma nurse at the local hospital.

In the ensuing chaos, it was Daniel who kept his family alive, using his finely-honed combat and survival skills to lead them to safety in the Atlanta Quarantine Zone.

For a time, the three of them were alive and well, despite the harsh realities of life in the
Zone. However, that all changed during when a local cell of Fireflies became active in Atlanta, striking back against the military and FEDRA.

William's mother watched one day as soldiers dragged a young teenager into the street, accusing him of being a Firefly sympathizer and marking him for summary field execution. When she attempted to intervene, she was shot and killed on the spot.

Nearly driven mad with grief, Daniel smuggled himself and William out of the Quarantine Zone and into the wilderness out of fear for his son's safety. The man then began a one-man crusade against FEDRA, executing ambushes against the military whenever possible. Before long, he joined ranks with the Fireflies. William followed, but his father forbade the teenager from joining him on the frontlines.

Then, when Will was seventeen, Daniel was killed during a botched raid. He died while covering the escape of dozens of fellow Fireflies and was honored by the rebels as a hero. Hendrix enlisted immediately afterward, volunteering for the most hazardous of assignments.

Over the course of the next decade, William traveled across the United States, battling the military as well as bandits and the ever-present Infected. He rose quickly through the Firefly ranks, using the skills passed on from his father to great effect.

However, due to personal reasons, William separated from the militia group two years ago. He began living as a wanderer, guiding those attempting to escape Quarantine Zones and travel safely across the U.S. or lending his aid to peaceful settlements.

Personality: William is quiet, reserved, and soft-spoken. His demeanor to most seems serious, intense, and even uptight. However, given a chance to warm up to someone, he is capable of forming close, warm bonds.

William values the freedom and well-being of the few "good people" left in the post-apocalyptic U.S. He despises FEDRA as well as those humans who have taken to preying on others for survival.

Orientation: Heterosexual

Relationship Status: Single

Crushes: Open

Equipment: William typically wears an faded olive drab combat shirt, tan cargo pants, hiking boots, boonie hat, tinted goggles, shemagh, gloves, tactical vest, and knee pads.

William frequently carries a large, military-style rucksack inside of which he keeps various pieces of survival kit: first aid supplies, fire-starting materials, rope, etc.

William's primary weapon of choice is a Russian SKS rifle equipped with a sling, bayonet, and small telescopic sight. The stock has been spray-painted with a green-and-brown woodland brush pattern.

His sidearm is a Glock 19. He also carries a Yarborough combat knife and modernized tomahawk, both passed down from his father.

[Full Name] Alex Todd Bunting
[Age] 21
[Gender] male
[Relationship Status] Single
[Crushes] none so far
[Appearance] http://www.google.com/imgres?imgurl=h...
[Faction] wanderer
[Personality] quite, shy, anti social
[History] amnesia from cuncussion
[Others] a pet german sheperd (Larger breed, not police breed) named Killer
[weapons] Katanas, Bowie knives, 9mm pistols(all dual)

Approved.