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Name: SGT. John Crowder
NickName: Sarge
Age:30
Gender: Male
Height: 6'2"
Weight: 225
Appearance:
Specialty: Melee
BackPack: Machete, M1911 handgun, extra ammo, water, food and rope
Infection rate: Must be either scratched or bitten. Slow infection rate
Strengths: Strong, good in a fight, intelligence, takes care of his group
Weaknesses: Not stealthy, takes a while to win trust.
Likes: Fighting, strategizing, killing zombies
Dislikes: Disloyal people, the Infected
Fears: Turning into one of the infected
Personality: Strong and silent type until you get to know him. Takes care of those closest to him, may be a little strict but that's because he doesn't want to lose any of his group. Takes a while to gain his trust. He likes to keep watch most of the time and will work very hard for the group and help in what ever he can.
Color: Green
Crush: One may develop as time goes on.
Past: Was part of the riot squad when the outbreak occurred. Lost his family when the Infected overran his neighborhood. Had to "put down" his wife and two sons.
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There we go. Every zombie RP needs an old soldier.
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This is the first time I've made a zombie thread.
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Name:
December Drekitt
NickName:
Ember
Age:
17
Gender:
Male
Height:
5'4
Weight:
128lbs
Appearance:
Specialty: Melee (knives)
BackPack: Knives, spare food, water, bandages
Infection rate: Body fluid contact, slow infection rate
Strengths:
Thoughtful, generally intelligent, hardworking, caring, fast
Weaknesses:
Pessimistic, (kind of) nihilistic, melancholic
Likes:
Being alone, reading, running, cold weather, 8bit music
Dislikes:
Hiphop, grease, being crowded, loud noises
Fears:
Guns, being infected, life generally
Personality:
He likes to keep to himself, but is a helpful soul at heart. He's not playful, he's awkward and a little sad, reclusive in himself and excessively thoughtful. He puts a meaning, a direction, on everything, but cannot convince himself that life has a purpose. He's like a deterministic nihilist.
Color:
This one... swampy. Ahah.
Crush:
N/A (he's bi tho)
Past:
He doesn't speak about his past, ever. He just kind of showed up one day in the group and stayed there, carrying a lot of useful books in a bag.
Other:
~~Name:
Vijaya Whitehill (Vih-jay-yah)
Nick Name:
Vi (Vee)
Age:
25
Gender:
Male
Height:
5'10
Weight:
140lbs
Appearance:
Specialty: Cooking
BackPack: Various things to make a fire, pistol, water bottles, salt and pepper
Infection rate: Can't be infected
Strengths:
Cooking, athleticism, motherly
Weaknesses:
Afraid of heights, not a runner, strict
Likes:
Kids, friendship, cooking, food, music
Dislikes:
Blatant disrespect, goofing off, idiocy, people who don't think things through
Fears:
Losing the people he loves, death
Personality:
He's a mom. He attaches to people very easily, is upbeat, sweet, and optimistic. He encourages others but is a bit bossy and thinks he knows best a lot of the time. So, yes, a mother. He will straight up slap someone for horribly messing up and then help them out like nothing happened. Obsessed with food/cooking.
Color:
Dis one.
Crush:
N/A
Past:
He was the oldest of his siblings and because his parents died of their own causes, Vijaya took over their care. However, when everything went to hell, they either disappeared or died, leaving Vijaya alone until he found the other survivors. He's still a bit affected by the pain of losing his siblings, but focuses on survival.
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Accepted :3
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Thank ya c:
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Track :3
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I'm gonna make a gay char who likes Anderson cuz hey why not?
Name: Thomas McClain
Nickname: Tom or, more commonly used, Tommy
Age: Sixteen
Gender: Male
Height: 5'9"
Weight: 133 pounds
Appearance: Tommy's appearance is quite simple. He has porcelain skin and a kind of faded black hair. His eyes are dark brown, and his clothing style is simple and...quite unprotected. He wears a loose black hoodie with a pale yellow shirt, blue jeans and black trainers. A necklace with a sapphire in it always resides around his neck, however nobody knows why such a feminine item is worn. He has two piercings in his left ear, but none in his right.
Specialty: Ranged
Backpack: About two cans of food, a bottle of water, a backup knife, ammunition, an old, weathered book, and a pistol
Infection rate: Not easily infected - slow infection
Strengths: Sharpshooter x Agile x Intelligent
Weaknesses: Bad at Hand-to-Hand x Those he Cares About x His Memories
Likes: Peace x Quiet x Reading x Music
Dislikes: Drama x Rude People x Girls(specifically THOSE kind of girls) x Infected
Fears: Not Surviving Through This x Losing his Necklace
Personality: Tommy is quite complicated. Upon first glance, he's a brooding and quiet character with no regard for what goes on around him. He seems not to care about the little things going on, however he's courageous and great at stepping in when need be. He's indirectly quite rude and stubborn, however, underneath all this, he's just an emotionally broken, stressed out yet still caring & loving teenage boy.
Colour: This
Crush: Anderson O'Riley [Homosexual]
Past: Tommy has lived nearby the location of their camp his whole life. When the infection broke out, he was only eleven years old. He took his nine year old sister and ran. They ran and hid for days on end, until eventually, they were in dire need of food and water. Tommy left his sister in their hiding place to investigate a police station. He came bag with a raggy old rucksack, a bottle of water and a few tins of food, along with the pistol he still carries to this day. However, his sister was crowded by about two infected and she had become one of them. It obviously took him a while after shooting down the other two, but he shot her as well. Tommy sat by her side sobbing for a while, before spotting a sapphire necklace resting around her neck, somehow still shimmering clean.
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Name:
Megan Smith
NickName:
N/A (She is usually pretty cool with anything)
Age:
13
Gender:
Goddess
Height:
4'9" (Any short jokes will be met with pouting or pain.)
Weight:
89.4Lbs
Appearance: (Short description) Eliza is a small, lithe girl whom is quickly disregarded as a threat. Her appearance is commonly thought of as cute. She is somewhat tanned, chestnut brown haired with deep brown eyes. Her average outfit consists of large, baggy sweatshirts of any kind, skinny jeans and black joggers. You will never catch her without her locket, either.
Specialty:
Hunting
BackPack:
Pistol, Extra sweatshirt, Small knife, Knick-knacks of all sort (stuff she finds out an about), Her locket, Water bottle
Infection rate:
Somewhat easily infected-Quick infection
Strengths:
Good with guns X Quick-footed X Creative
Weaknesses:
Easily scared X Freezes when afraid X Smol
Likes:
Running X Drawing X Hunting X Sleep
Dislikes:
Loud people X People who are too optimistic X Areas that are too quiet to be good X Doing nothing
Fears:
Being alone X Long periods of time in dark places
Personality:
X loyal
X quiet
X fun-loving
X creative
X realist
X clingy
X quick to trust
X look, look for a long time before you leap
X easily upset
Color:
This
Crush:
N/A (Open)
Past:
Megan was only seven when the out-break happened, so she was terror stricken. But, as a kid, you think your parents will always be there to protect you. They weren't. At the age of nine, her parents were turned, she almost was too if not found by *blank/open* and brought out of the city. Before her parents were turned that fateful day, she had been given a locket with a picture of each on one side. She keeps this locket with her at all times to this day.
Other: :3
Name:
Eliza Goodins
NickName:
Elli
Age:
17
Gender:
Goddess
Height:
5'2"
Weight:
97.25Lbs
Appearance:
My explaining muse has died, may do it later tho her average wear consists of a gray jacket that hangs loosely over a peach spaghetti-strap tank paired with black leggings and combat boots.
Specialty:
Short range combat
BackPack:
Fathers old watch, Bread of some sort, Knives of all sorts, Extra pants and tees, A back up hearing aid
Infection rate:
Direct infection-Slow
Strengths:
Skilled at close ranged combat X Quick-witted X Can easily guess how someone feels
Weaknesses:
Has a difficult time with guns X Long ranged combat X Expressing her feelings
Likes:
Talking X Warm weather X Being around people in general
Dislikes:
Going into the city for any reason X People disliking her for any reason X Having to kill
Fears:
Being hated X Death
Personality:
X courageous, sometimes
X sarcastic
X patient
X fair
X capable
X confident
X sometimes seems obnoxious
X over confident in her fighting ability
X has a tenancy to change herself for others
Color:
This
Crush:
N/A (Open)
Past:
Eliza was born the youngest into a rich family with 4 siblings. So when the figures out she was completely deaf, she were quick to get it "fixed". She honestly has no idea what happened to her family, because she was with her grandmother out of town when they disappeared. Her and her grandmother came back and her grand mother was turned, there wasn't much she could do other there find help for herself.
Other:
Deaf, although before everything happened, she had gotten hearing aids. Ocassionally, if it breaks, she knows where to find some in the city. -
Yay! More people to get my munched on by zomnomnoms!
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Accepted and hope you do
this thread so died before it even began so ya :( hopefully it can be revived 
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Name:
Eliza Goodins
NickName:
Elli
Age:
17
Gender:
Goddess
Height:
5'2"
Weight:
97.25Lbs
Appearance:
My explaining muse has died, may do it later tho her average wear consists of a gray jacket that hangs loosely over a peach spaghetti-strap tank paired with black leggings and combat boots.
Specialty:
Short range combat
BackPack:
Fathers old watch, Bread of some sort, Knives of all sorts, Extra pants and tees, A back up hearing aid
Infection rate:
Direct infection-Slow
Strengths:
Skilled at close ranged combat X Quick-witted X Can easily guess how someone feels
Weaknesses:
Has a difficult time with guns X Long ranged combat X Expressing her feelings
Likes:
Talking X Warm weather X Being around people in general
Dislikes:
Going into the city for any reason X People disliking her for any reason X Having to kill
Fears:
Being hated X
Personality:
X courageous, sometimes
X sarcastic
X patient
X fair
X capable
X confident
X sometimes seems obnoxious
X over confident in her fighting ability
X has a tenancy to change herself for others
Color:
This
Crush:
N/A (Open)
Past:
Eliza was born the youngest into a rich family with 4 siblings. So when the figures out she was completely deaf, she were quick to get it "fixed". She honestly has no idea what happened to her family, because she was with her grandmother out of town when they disappeared. Her and her grandmother came back and her grand mother was turned, there wasn't much she could do other there find help for herself.
Other:
Deaf, although before everything happened, she had gotten hearing aids. Ocassionally, if it breaks, she knows where to find some in the city.Edits in back-pack, history and other
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Is this still open?
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Technically yes, just kinda dead...


