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    [u][font=ebrima][size=18][color=white] This is it... This is the End [/color][/size][/font][/u]


    It's been three years since the disease first hit. The military wasn't ready, nobody really was. It started somewhere in Asia and after about two weeks, found it's way here to America. The President was one of the first to go, despite all of the security around him. People were evacuated from their homes into places called "Safe Camps" where they were supposed to be safe. Those only lasted about three months.


    Since then, its basically been every man for himself. Some people set up groups in hopes of being able to stay strong to fight the creatures that everyone began to call Zombies. Others went crazy, some even became cannibals in an attempt to stay alive. The most upsetting thing about all of this, in my opinion, would be what happened to the kids. The parents and adults, instead of protecting the children, basically just abandoned them and had them fend for themselves. Most of the younger kids died off pretty quickly.


    Me? Well I've made sure not to die. At least, not yet anyways.
    From what I've seen, us teenagers are the ones who have survived the longest. I've seen a lot of groups of them from a distance, but I've never trusted them enough to form a group. A few days ago, however, that changed. A bunch of teenagers got trapped in this superstore, me being one of them. The entire store is surrounded by zombies. Nobody has tried killing anyone, and I don't think anyone will. Hopefully we can keep a civilized community here.


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    The regular site rules apply, of course. Try not to powerplay or anything, and make sure that your posts are at least 3 sentences long!


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    My Character

    The post was edited 1 time, last by Tamwwyn ().

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    Username: IceGlider


    Activity/Muse:I try to be active, but sometimes I'm not... Muse is about 8 :/


    .:Character:.

    Character Name: Finnick Burrows


    Age: 16


    Gender: Male


    Appearance: White skinned guys with naturally pitch black hair and intense ice blue eyes. Nobody likes to look him in his eyes cause of the intensity of them.


    Sexuality:Straight


    Personality: Strange, quick, understanding, sometimes too understanding...


    Weapon of Choice: Machetes and pistols, if you wanna kill him don't let him get his hands on those or anything to throw...


    Strengths (At least three):Amazing accuraccy with just about anything, can spot someones weaknesses easily and is a relelntless runner and swimmer.


    Weaknesses (At least three): Is not good in hand to hand combat without a plan, with constantly shove the other person away just so he can plan his next move and think about what the enemy might do. He is over-cautious sometimes, and his eyes are very intense which gives the impression he could be a threat, also his ability to see a persons weakness and strengths can be a weakness, as it sometimes becomes too much for him to bear.


    History: Same as everyones, zombies taking over the world and killing family members. However he never even saw the insides of one of those "Camps"


    Family: Had a big family that were slaughtered by zombies. wont go into much detail since they are dead or zombified...


    Other:Hope you like the form XD




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    Username:
    ĐØ₲ ₮ɆɆ₮Ⱨ


    Activity/Muse:
    About 8.


    .:Character:.
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    Character Name:
    Cassidy Jackson, but she goes solely by Cas or Jackson.


    Age(14-20):
    17


    Gender:
    Female


    Appearance:
    Cas is not the most intimidating looking girl, standing roughly at about 5'1, which she'll jokingly blame on having to carry feed on her shoulders to take to the chickens and various animals; back when she lived on her families farm. Her round looking face and honey colored eyes also indicate a softness to her, but that would be where her docile features end. While farm work stunted her height, it certainly didn't hurt her growth in muscle, speed, or strength. The girl has a good amount of muscle, and likes to joke around that she has more than both guys combined. To top it off her brown, pixie styled hair that she cut after getting it caught in chicken wire one to many times.


    Sexuality:
    Bi.


    Personality:
    Cas's usually carefree personality tends to clash with the grim reality the group resides in, but that's never stopped her before. She's a bit of a joker and tends to crack jokes, as well as sarcastic comments, whenever she can. Her large family is probably why she is so friendly toward others, and also contributes to her extreme loyalty. She feels that her happy personality makes her seem too soft, but she knows she can hold her own in a fight so it never bothered her. Her father and older brothers had made sure of that, teaching her more than enough to take those larger than her down easily. Stubborn as a mule the girl is, and rarely budges when she is passionate enough.


    Weapon of Choice:
    6 Throwing knives that she keeps in her back pocket, her fathers old 12 gauge that she usually has in it's soft case strung across her back, and lastly her oldest brothers wooden bat that the two had awkwardly hammered nails into as an experiment to see if I could get chunks of watermelon stuck on the nails when you hit it. It did.


    Strengths (At least three):
    -She's very confident in her combat, so she never really freezes up.
    -She can hunt extremely well.
    -She's loyal as a dog and always has your back.


    Weaknesses (At least three):
    -While her loyalty was a strength it could also be a weakness, as she's very quick to risk her life for someone else's. She is extremely self-less.
    -Her way of thinking is a, "shoot first, ask questions later." Kinda thing. She is very keen on keeping those around her safe.
    -She isn't book smart whatsoever. She failed a grade when she was still in school. She can't read very quick, or well for that mater; for some reason though she loves books. When going through areas that still have stores she'll try and take a few. She is currently reading The Hunger Games trilogy, as they had been her 2nd youngest brothers favorite series. She's on the final book.


    History:
    Cas comes from a large plot of land that had been in her family for generations. Herself, her siblings, and father all worked the farm together. The house consisted of her 4 older brothers, both parents, and her grandparents on her mothers side. She loved her family, and was very happy with her life; that is aside from her issues with school.


    Family:
    Her grandparents where the first to go, as they wanted to die the place they had gotten married. Two of her brothers where next. Her dad made made only one mistake, and it cost him is sanity. He has strong physically, but mentally he lacked. He took his life within a week of the boys deaths.
    Cas had been out hunting when another group had killed her 3 brothers, as well as her mother. She's been alone ever since.


    Other:
    -Cas speaks with a slight southern drawl that she's long given up disguising like she had tried in school.
    -Her old brown leather jacket that just a bit too big is her fathers from when he was younger.
    -She tends to stash things in shot guns case, that's where she keeps a book or two at a time.

    I think after maybe two or three more people sign up, we can start!

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    Username:
    ✖ ǝ ן q ɐ ʞ ɹ o p ɐ ✖
    Activity/Muse:
    Usually a 6 or 7/10
    .:Character:.

    Character Name:
    Amya Teed
    Age(14-20):
    18
    Gender:
    Female
    Appearance:
    Amya is about 5'6 and isn't the toughest girl on the block. She has a form good for running, not fighting, but she will fight if there is no other option. She is very light and can move soundlessly almost anywhere. Amya lived in a city so she didn't have much need for muscles, but she does have strong leg muscles from running track back in school. She kept running because she loves to run. Amya has long, slightly wavy, dark brown hair and chocolate brown eyes. She also has nose and ear piercings.
    Sexuality:
    Straight
    Personality:
    Amya is quick-thinking, but does not think clearly when she's frightened or upset. She isn't that easily bored and is always finding some way to occupy herself. Amya is very adventurous but often needs her own personal space. She loves working with people and she is loyal to her friends. She would never leave one of her friends behind.
    Weapon of Choice:
    Just a simple pistol, nothing huge
    Strengths (At least three):
    -Running
    -She can climb very well
    -Sneaking around areas
    Weaknesses (At least three):
    -Fighting
    -Having to kill
    -Is way too nice for this kind of crap
    History:
    Before the apocalypse, Amya wanted to be a doctor, so she knows a lot about medicine and stuff like that. When the apocalypse started, her baby sister was the first to get infected. [Her sister was about 4 actually... not exactly a baby] Amya tried her best to try and cure it, but it was no use. Her father had to put a bullet through her little sister's head. During the night of that, Amya heard her mother and father yelling at each other, but when Amya went to go check what was up with them, she heard a gunshot and her father laying on the ground, a puddle of blood forming beneath him. Amya was too shocked to move. Her mother caught sight of Amya and tried to apologize, but Amya just stared blankly at her. Her mother started to cry and ran outside of the barn they found. Amya heard another gunshot and found her mother laying lifelessly on the grass. To stop from going insane, Amya gathered the supplies and ran away from the barn. She has been trying to forget everything eversince that night.
    Family:
    All dead
    Other: She found a dog and it became her best friend. She named it after her baby sister

    Callie

    I'm going to update my character a bit, that way everyone else can see it as well :)


    .:User:.
    Username:
    Tamwwyn
    Activity/Muse:
    I'm pretty active and my muse is about a 7 out of 10
    .:Character:.
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    Character Name:
    Jacob (Jake) Owens
    Age:
    17
    Gender:
    Male
    Appearance:
    Jake is roughly 5'7, a bit shorter than the average male. Even before the apocalypse, he was always on the short and skinny side. He never had much muscle, which hasn't changed much since everything happened. He has messy, long dark brown hair that he doesn't do anything to and sea green eyes. Despite his lack of muscle and size, he is very flexible and fast. He has a tattoo on his back that he got right before the outbreak.
    Sexuality:
    Bisexual
    Personality:
    Jake is extremely cocky and sarcastic, and although it's good that he's confident, it definitely isn't the most pleasant thing for others to deal with. He's very quick when it comes to smart remarks, but he's a good leader at times and is willing to follow someone he trusts. He is very selfless when it comes to others, even if he dislikes them, and he would give up his life to save someone else in a heartbeat. He has a tendency to storm away when he gets annoyed or frustrated and won't hesitate to show someone their place.
    Weapon of Choice:
    His Dual Pistols that he found at an abandoned gun shop.
    Strengths (At least three):
    Jake is very fast with his reflexes and trusts his instinct. He also knows karate, which is useful when it comes to fighting.
    Weaknesses (At least three):
    He's too cocky for his own good and believes he can do anything himself. His lack of trust in others as well as his selflessness are probably what will end up getting him killed.
    History:
    He doesn't like talking about his past, because even before the outbreak happened if was a sort of horrible life. His father left when he was ten years old. After that, his mother became a horrible drunk that crashed bottles over his head. Whenever his mother had one of her days, Jake would make sure to get his little sister away from her and would always take the worst of the beatings. Because of this, he has a bit of a hard time trusting people and almost never trusts adults.
    Family:
    His mother drank herself to death when she first heard about the outbreak, and he doesn't know where the heck his father is. His sister was turned about a year ago.
    Other:

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    Vanja|| Matthias||Kohler ||
    (Pronounced Vahn-ja)


    Birthdate & Age;; December 1, 1994 (20 years old)


    Weapon(s);; Sickle like sword, small daggers.


    Gender;; Male


    Hometown;; Rosklide, Denmark


    Accent(If applicable);; Danish



    Breaking the Ice


    Looks/Appearance;; Vanja admittedly is physically attractive. His hair is a shaggy and thick rich brown color. While it's not curly, it tends to wave a bit which only suits his face. Large eyes embedded into pale ivory skin is usually what grabs peoples attentions; when they look past all his tattoos. His orbs are deep hazel pools of color; welling and teeming with emotion that never seems quite able to transfer to his face. The color themselves within his eyes seem to shift and roll like a changing tide; from hazel, to green, to a light whiskey color brown. Standing at 6'1 Vanja is quite tall and that only adds to his intimidation factor; however while slightly muscular he isn't all brawn; rather relying on his near expertise with a sickle. His skin is adorned with many colorful tattoos and there's usually an impassive and unreadable expression on his face. When he smiles however, it lights up every feature on his face, highlighting them in a manner that is uplifting to witness; however those smiles are rare these days. Most days there's a bit of stubble sprouting on his face, however it never gets too long.



    Personality;; Vanja is in a word reclusive. Shy and almost painfully so he will keep to himself unless spoken to and can be kind of distant at times. He's a dreamer and seems to be worlds away unless something has his intimidate attention. That's not to say he's dense however, as he's incredibly perceptive and can usually judge a person pretty accurately. There seems to be this gentle air that bellows about him; yet it can be overlooked by his almost intimidating appearance. Aside from the fact that Vanja can appear intimidating, his actions can be stoic and cold; making it hard from anyone to get close to him. Once he takes to someone however, he becomes warm and confident; a gentle giant really. With friends Vanja is sarcastic, humble, and protective. Once someone gets to know him they find that he has a passion for life; a deep and fierce desire to live and keep those around him safe, no matter what measures he has to take to ensure their and his safety. There seems to be this constant haunted and almost helpless look hidden underneath the distant expression that he wears so well.



    History;; Vanja grew up with his family in Denmark. They were here vacationing when everything hit the fan; and for a few months they were fine on their own. They were careful, following a routine surviving off of what they could find to eat. And they would of been fine; if they hadn't trusted a group of strangers to take them to an establishment where other survivors had built a safe-haven of sorts. Thinking it to be a good idea they agreed; though Vanja felt a little unsure about it. There was something he didn't quite trust about them. Close to the safe-haven as the people called it, there was a horde that had cornered them; and it was all over. The group, even though they were armed with weapons to fight the zombies took off leaving them to fend for themselves. At first they did fine until one by one his family began to fall about him. First his mother, then his little brother Timothy. Finally his father managed to create a distraction; allowing Vanja to escape, giving him the sickle he wields now as a keepsake, a promise he'd come back. Terrified Vanja ran, he ran until he legs gave out; stopping for nothing. Finding himself alone and in a strange place he nearly killed himself from wandering around in the barren land finding nothing to eat or drink; he would of died had Tobias not found him and nursed him back to help. The two have decided to try to keep moving on for a rumored safe-city but had gotten caught at a store where they've been surrounded and stuck with strangers


    Sexuality;; Bisexual


    Body Modifications;;


    Display Spoiler


    Theme Song;; Breathe Carolina- Collide




    Personal Life

    Relationships;;


    - Tobias, Best friend/ like a brother- Alive(together)
    - Mother- Deceased
    - Father- Deceased
    - Timmy- Deceased
    Other;;



    Roleplayer Information


    Username;; Sedgetail


    Display Name;; Vanja


    Muse Level;; 9ish


    Roleplay Skill Level 7-9ish?


    Current ideas for the thread;; A group could be travelling to The Wall, when the meet a group from The Wall halfway there getting supplies; there could be a little tension because The Walls are beginning to have food shortages, etc and some of the people from The Wall don't want anymore outsiders



    Almost There!


    Roleplay Sample;;

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    Tobias|| Myrsky || Waurton ||



    Birthdate & Age;; August 5, 1995 (19)


    Gender;; Male


    What weapon(s);; Prefers to use knowledge of herbs; though is very adept with a bow


    Hometown;; Boston, Massachusetts


    Accent(If applicable);; Boston


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    Breaking the Ice


    Looks/Appearance;; Unlike Vanja, with his tall Viking like features; Tobias is shorter standing at 5'7 and more muscular. Granted he's not like Hulk Hogan, rather more athletic and fit appearing than anything else. His skin is a dark tanned color; an olive complexion if you will, that he received from his Mexican heritage. His skin is free of any freckles, scars, or blemishes and he has no tattoos. His eyes, are deep and stunning depths of chocolate and whiskey browns; creating an empathetic and honest feel about him. There are subtle almost invisible flecks of a goldish light brown embedded and etched into the iris. His hair, isn't quite wavy, but it doesn't fit under the category of straight either. Some would describe it as a little unkempt; and Tobias has long thick blackish brown hair. There's a small nose ring on his right nostril. Any other notable features of Tobias would be an almost in your face kind of grace he holds about himself.


    Personality;; Tobias is a rather colorful man, and has an array of personality traits. The most prominent however, is his utter compassion and empathy for those around him and those he cares for. There is an air of eloquence that clings to him, even though it can sometimes be masked by his playful and energetic demeanor; that can cause him to appear a little immature at times. Not even years of harsh treatment from the lifestyle of traveling alone could change that. Tobias is forgiving by nature unlike his close friend Vanja, and tends to overlooks other's flaws. This makes him a bit gullible and naive as he always wishes to see the best in others. The man however, can be rather rustic and distant at times; and seems to withdrawn and isolated at times. Perhaps a habit he picked up from Vanja; though he'd swear otherwise. When you manage to anger Tobias, the man turns rather vindictive and somewhat aggressive- he can also be hot-headed at times and doesn't always think his actions through fully; rather leaping headfirst into action and can be ruled by his emotions very much unlike Vanja. However, he also thinks that people should have as much fun as they can in this world; as nothing is guaranteed.


    History;; When the zombie attacks began, Tobias was a pretty normal college kid. Staying up to finish last minute essays, going to parties, the whole shebang really. However, he was at the grocery store when the outbreaks swept throughout America, and the world. He nearly died in the first epidemic and had it not been for an older women who had lost her family, Tobias would of been a zombie. They stayed together that night as people rioted, and complete anarchy broke out; and feeling obligated to help her Tobias hung with her for a week. During that time they had heard of this supposed city being constructed and after debating they decided it was a good idea to go. Together the two made an unlikely pair, and together journeyed to safe-city. Along the way they'd become side-tracked and end up in a town for a couple months. Finally nearly a year later, a fifteen year old Tobias and the woman who he'd affectionately nick-named "Granny" had found a relatively empty and safe town to settle in; and giving it up for the long journey to stay there they found a home. Things never last though, and Granny soon succumbed to old age. Besides himself after her funeral Tobias reverted into himself; no longer the happy young man he'd grown into. It wasn't until he met Vanja, nearly dead from exhaustion and dehydration, that he was brought from his sorrow and isolated world. The two became fast friends, and feeling he had something to look out for again; that he hadn't been abandoned again, Tobias slowly returned to his former self. Now he'd do anything to protect Vanja and those around him.


    Sexuality: Straight


    Body Modifications;;


    Nose ring, left nostril


    Theme Song;; Miles Away- Memphis May Fire



    Personal Life

    Strengths;;



      [li]Resourceful[/li]
      [li]Empathetic[/li]



      [li]Large knowledge of medical herbs from Granny[/li]


    Weaknesses;;



      [li]Vanja[/li]
      [li]Trusting[/li]



      [li]Naive[/li]


    Relationships;;


    Vanja- Close friends/Like brothers


    Mother- Assumed Dead


    Father- Never knew
    Other;; None



    Roleplayer Information


    Username;; Above Form


    Display Name;; Above Form


    Muse Level;; Above Form


    Roleplay Skill Level Above Form


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    .:User:.
    Username:
    ❝ⅅαıƞтƴ❞


    Activity/Muse:
    Active: 7/10 Muse: 8/10


    .:Character:.

    Character Name:
    Lyric || Rea || Scott
    Age(14-20):
    17


    Gender:
    Female


    Appearance:
    Lyric is short, about 5'3. She is a very pale and small girl, never being one to be strong. She took Gymnastics and Swimming for her whole life, never gaining much muscle yet becoming very flexible. Before the outburst she wanted to try out for track at her High School because she was always a good runner but obviously never got the chance. She has a very small nose piercing she got when she turned 17. She is mostly seen wearing a lot of bracelets and a choker necklace.


    Sexuality:
    Pansexual


    Personality:
    Lyric is a very shy at first then bubbly and humorous girl when you get to know her. She is very protective and cares for her friends and now past family. Her past is very dark, with things about her now deceased father. Her mother had died when she was two and the only one she ever cared for was her younger brother, Shaun. She is very sweet but can get very serious and cold when she is pushed to that point.


    Weapon of Choice:
    Bow and Arrow (If available). Otherwise she uses almost anything, favoring throwing knives.


    Strengths (At least three):
    Lyric is very clever and light on her feet. Because of her flexibility and quickness, She is very hard to catch.


    Weaknesses (At least three):
    Lyric doesn't get close to many people because she cant bare anymore lose. She is not very strong and prefers to not get to know people due to possibly loosing them.


    History:
    (If she ever becomes close friends and/or lovers in the rp then she tells them if they ask.)
    A summary of it is basically what I said in the personality.


    Family:
    Her mother obviously died when she was young. Her father was turned by the zombies when the outburst first came. She does not know where her younger brother is and vows to find him, one way or another.


    Other:
    BLEEHEHEHHE. hi.

    Both accepted!


    And lemme just say, PANSEXUAAAL!!
    Most people don't really take that knot account as a sexuality UwU


    Track :) I might actually make a charrie or two, but I'm not really sure. Everyone's roleplaying skills look very intimidating right now. However, time will tell because I love all the unique characters :3






    Haha well I would love it if you joined! I must admit, everyone here has amazing role playing skills and I'm a bit intimidated myself!