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Futuristic Dead of Night

Hell0NHighWater

Queen of Hell
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Amarynthia McQueen


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Amy


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20


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Female


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Heterosexual


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White


|Hometown|


Atlanta, Georgia


|Previous Occupation|


Bookstore owner/manager


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Weapons training: Has minimal training with a gun but more comfortable with knives or hand-to-hand combat


Skills: Has basic self-defense training and is good with knife-throwing and swordplay. She's quiet and is good at sneaking around.


Faults: While she has a gun, she hates using it and isn't very good with it. She's also terrified of heights, which is typically her easiest way of getting around.


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Amy's very quiet and reserved, which is beneficial in a post-apocalyptic world. She can be very reckless due to her hopelessness. She's terrified of heights and lightning, both of which combined with her preference of staying in the dark make her survival hard.


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Having left her family back in Georgia, Amy new the city life was meant for her. While Atlanta is a good-sizes city, it's nothing compared to New York City. Besides, NYC is a great place to start up a business. She and her older sister were raised by a single mother. Her being a teacher, it was hard to scrape by at times, but they rarely wanted for anything. Amy holds out no hope that her family is alive.

 

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Declan Matthews


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24



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Male



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Hetrosexual



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American



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Huston, Texas



|Previous Occupation|


Military



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Weapons training: Good with long range guns such as sniper rifles and close range hand to hand combat.



Skills: Sniper rifles, picking locks, scouting, being stealthy when needed.



Faults: Swords and any sort of bow or automatic guns. He doesn't fair well in large crowds.



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Hot-Headed and equipped with a silver tongue, Declan often finds himself in situations that he can't worm his way out of. He isn't one to give up on anything and will go to any extreme he sees fit. As a stereotypical 'Bad Boy' Declan finds the time in any situation to flirt with anything that walks. He plays with people's emotions only so he can make himself feel better about his strong desire to avenge his life that was destroyed.



Even with his hollow exterior, he puts loyalty into high regard and will not abandon a comrade; despite his severe trust issues.



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Part of the United States Army, when everything went to hell Declan and his unit were sent to New York City in an attempt to stop the first wave of infected. Having no family to speak of, Declan found himself separated and stranded in an apartment building he previously thought abandoned; hoping to one day reunited with his missing unit.



 
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Daniel Skjor


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Blood Eagle


Bad Motherfucker


Nomad


Delta Sierra


The Captain


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33


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Male


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Heterosexual


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Visibly worn and beaten, with burns across his body. He wears US Army Delta Force fatigues and armor, and carries his M4A1, .45 1911 Colt pistol, and a combat knife.


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American


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Minot, North Dakota



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US Army Delta Force



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Weapons training: Extensive weapons and combat training thanks to the Central Intelligence Agency and the United States Army



Skills: Medicine, killing, and being an asshole. He can do long range with ease, but is a better close combat operator.



Faults: Unset broken bones and smoking habit; can be a sarcastic and arrogant asshole



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He's combat hardened and thinks he's better than everyone else, but deep inside of him, he's as dead as it gets. He shows sympathy and believes in teamwork, but can't bring himself to attach to groups for a long amount of time, as he fears loss. Extremely unstable yet volatile.



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He was born and raised in a town called Minot in the state of North Dakota. He was in ROTC in High School and joined the Army afterwards. He went on to be part of the Army/CIA special team "Delta Force" and learned how to kill with little remorse. He got married and had a kid, and moved to Virginia with them. He was sent to New York when the infected attacked and he lost his team and most of the company he served within the days following the outbreak. He doesn't know whether or not his family survived, and plans to leave New York eventually to find them. He prefers to be a lone wolf and roams the buildings of New York, but might just join present company for a firefight.


 

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Name: Judith Pierre


Nickname: Jude, Tech, and Bear.


Age: 22


Gender: Female


Sexual Orientation: Demisexual


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Nationality: Creole, African American.


Hometown: New Orleans


Previous Occupation: Worked at a local CVS.


Abilities: Is skilled with technology as well as being able to survey areas and scout them to her advantage, possesses knowledge of medicinal treatments, and is skilled with a knife.


Faults: Has a difficult time fending off large crowds of attackers and is unable to directly attack someone due to her lack of knowledge on self-defense.


Personality: Judith is a resourceful and cunning person, she has a sarcastic demeanor and is particularly enthusiastic in precarious situations. She is courageous when she needs to be and often puts others before herself, risking her own life in order to assist others. She is intelligent and respectful and has an affinity for riddles.


History: Judith was an estranged child, holding a certain grudge with her parents due to their drug abuse. She educated herself on certain topics and was a studious pupil in school, excelling above others in order to ensure that she would be able to graduate. She took a job working at a local CVS upon graduating from college in order to save money to leave New Orleans and her troublesome past behind, she was transferred eventually to an open position as manager in New York City, moving there instantly without so much as a glance backwards. She planned to enroll in law courses and become a district attorney however those plans were ruined due to the Infected's attack.


 
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|Name| Alexander Unwin


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Alex ,Unny, Xander Unwin


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Eighteen



|Gender| Male


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Bixexual


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Alex takes almost no are no car of how he looks, even if he is said by many to be naturally a looker. He's had a habit of not cleaning up his wounds ate rteh catastrophe on his deployment.


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American


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Dallas


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Mechanic, Bouncer, Marine (Discharged)


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Weapons training: Alex is skilled mostly in close quarters since he never saw combat, good with pistols and the rare (in the army) skill of using two at a time. With axes and knives, also a part of standard training, he's had a fair bit of experience.


Skills: He best excels with machines, fixing them up, putting them together, and improvising sources of fuel and weapons.


Faults: Paranoid, afraid, higlhy stressed out, he's got all the after effects of shock from combat> Aditioanlly, hsi spine is bad from his first attack on a combat mission and he can't run for more than thirty minutes straight or withstand blows below the belt.


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Closed off, paranoid, suspicious, and untrusting, this is a man made by this experiences. Loyal and protective of his few friends, he's slow to make them and trust. He's highly competitive, but more because he's running from his fears and conflicts than because he's reaching out for a goal. Alex lives by his instincts, and while they're quite good in combat and with technical matter, he needs some serious work on sleeping sound when he's traveling with a party of strangers.


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Born in the countryside outside Dallas, Alex dropped out of school when he was 16 to join the army after an unspectacular time there dealing with problems from the breakup of his parents midway into his teens. Never coping with his emotional problems but just running away, he found the fast paced life as a military engineer for the marine corps, applying himself to constant projects, to be cathartic. His stresses came to a head when a lot of his best friends died in an ambush on a convoy while on deployment, after being assured their support unit would never be attacked. In the fierce fighting, Alex lost himself and charged right at the source of fire despite orders to retreat, ripping through countless human beings. Despite stopping the attack, the wounded solider was dishonorably discharged for insubordination and never received proper treatment for his shock. His peacetime life involved him settling down as a mechanic and running a productive shop, but one that tormented the few people working under him with a petty tyrannical style rooted in his suspicion. A vagrant offering his services after the outbreak, he has since come to the remains of New York, following the trail of work.
 
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Cordelia Zephirah


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Lia


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23


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Female


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Heterosexual


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Norwegian


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Narvik


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Special effects makeup artist


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Weapons training: Cordelia took classes when she was younger to practice her knife throwing and became quite skilled and even one championships when she got older. Other than that she knows the basics of gun training and cleaning, nothing special.


Skills: Cordelia is a fast learner and tends to catch onto things quickly. She also uses her skills as a makeup artist to keep her safe and blend in. Cordelia also knows many different languages such as English, Norwegian, German and Gaelic.


Faults: though she's quick witted and cunning she's also a little to head on. She will barrel into a situation without considering the consequences. She also doesnt do well in small tight places which cause her to grow anxious and panic.


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Cordelia is a head strong and independent woman who looks at danger and the first thing she thinks is how to keep as Much blood off her clothes. But of course she fears but doesnt like showing it. By her experiences showing fear is showing weakness and in this world weakness will get you killed. She also fights her own anxiety and is easily aggravated when forced into that position. This doesn't mean she doesn't feel, she pretty much has the basic emotions any person does. She loves and laughs and cares but knows to be choosy who she share these emotions with.


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Cordelia was born and raised for most of her life in Norway by her mother who was an English teacher at their local junior high, and her father who was a traveling businessman. Though she didn't see her father often they were a close knit and had a good relationship. When her father was around He helped teacher her all kinds of things his father taught him at her age and was both shocked but pleased when she took interested in knife throwing and martial arts. And on the side of doing that her mkther taught her english. Growing up she was always told that she's the kind of girl who finds a passion and pursues it, which is why at a young age she took a lot of interest and fascination in the horror effects and makeup in movies. She decided the best place to do this would be in America, and her parents supported that. She always lived with the thought that she had only one chance in the life to do everything she can before she dies. She didn't realize what would happen a few years after leaving for America but still faced with the end of things she hopes her parents are thriving and she's more determined than ever to survive.
 

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