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    "The world looks better on fire anyways."
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Jason, Heinrich Jeager, The Oldest of the Jeager Brothers, And the proud Father of Emily Angel Jeager, He grew up with his brothers in a very down ridden town, it was poorly made, poorly well anything, it was just a poor town and it was a place, that Jason grew up to hate, more than to love, but he didn’t hate his parents, they did everything they could to keep everyone happy, though some were not as grateful as Jason was, he accepted whatever his parents gave him, but of course His parents never blamed the Brothers for being “Selfish” so to speak, at that age he was so much older than his brothers, that it was not really something that couldn’t have been helped.


Sadly, tragedy is a major part of life, and it struck the Jeager Family hard, the sad news of his mother's death, a drunk driver who skipped a stop light, and slammed there jet black F-150 into her small NA Ford Escort Sadly, she did not make it, she died in transport to the Hospital, this caused horrid changes for the home life, there father who once was a man of honor, and a kind person, went insane, took to the life of Alcohol, drugs, and other abusive substances, but sadly in return for this the boys suffered greatly, they were beaten by there father, though it wasn’t a sad story for long, Jason didn’t grief over his mother's death, from it rose inspiration, as he dedicated his life to schooling, to getting out of the house, that was the big goal, to get out of there, and to save his brothers from dealing with a man ripped apart from grief.


As the years to him, seemed to crawl by, he never got attached to anyone, never went on any dates, always focused on his studies, and before he knew it, he graduated College, with a Major in Mechanical Engineering, and Construction, which is when he met a girl. Her name was Angela, She was the one who caught his eyes, she was intelligent, sweet, something he looked for even when he never desired love.


The two together, lived many years after there schooling’s finished, a very happy life together, some roadblocks here and there, but when the call to action came forth, and War was upon the United States, he enlisted in the Marines, and was deployed into Afghanistan, and fought many years, but when he was gone, he got the amazing surprise that his Wife was pregnant, Joy rushed over him when he found this out, because he knew they had been trying, and finally it worked.


After his time serving, he soon came home to be greeted by his now Eleven year old Daughter, who he talked to all the time and wished happy birthday each time that day passed, and for the next four years of her life, he lived happily with his family…… that was until the Virus broke out, He rushed him immediately when the news was broadcasting this, and sadly when he did, his Wife got infected, and slowly crawled on all fours towards them, and as she did, he did the only thing he could have where he grabbed his C96 Handgun and aimed at her, his hand shook, he couldn’t bring himself to do it…


That was until his hoodlum brother, Emily’s Uncle came in quickly took the gun out of his hand and shot her… the two then proceeded to get into a fight, but it was quickly calmed down, after some tears were shed.. And to Emily, Jason explained as best he could why she needed to die… and now.. The journey begins..


Jason

Age: 35

Hair Color: Black, slightly spiked hair in the front, with a coming in the back.

Eye Color: Dark Blue eyes

Appearance: Likes to wear short sleeve shirts, of mostly Solid color, leaning more towards Blacks, and Red’s, He is tall reaching Six foot Five Inches, He has a very muscular build able to life over 150+ pounds, do to his Job after the Marines as a Construction worker, of course that lead to him having to be capable of lifting heavy and very large materials.

Personality: He is very easy to get along with, Though he has a very Sassy attitude at some points, over protective of his daughter, especially after his wife died, Has an extensive lover towards older weapons, Such as weapons from World War One and World War Two, He is a man of Strategy, more than brute force, which was what he learned being in the Marines, he would favor a sneak attack, over a full on charge any day.


Weaponry

Primary: Gewehr 43, Magazine Fed, Semi Automatic Rifle, Scope Variant 12X/6X, Designer - Walther,Designed-1943, Produced-1943–1945


Statistics: Cartridge - 7.92×57mm Mauser, Action - Gas-operated short-stroke piston, flapper-locked,Muzzle velocity - 746–776 m/s 2,448–2,546 ft/s, Effective firing range - 500 m, 800 m with scope. Feed system - 10-round detachable box magazine, stripper clip fed, Sights - Iron sights, Zf42 optical crosshair sight, Or can be fit with a Modern Sniper Scope, Though it is more a Modded attachment.



Secondary: MP40, Magazine Fed, Automatic SubMachineGun Designer-Heinrich Vollmer,Designed-1938,Manufacturer-Steyr-Mannlicher, Erma Werke,Haenel, Produced-1940–1945, Magazine Type’s [Single Stick 32 rounds, Dual Stick 64 rounds, Drum 128 rounds.]


Statistics: Cartridge-9×19mm Parabellum,Action,Straight blowback, open bolt,Rate of fire-500–550 rounds/min, Muzzle velocity-400 m/s 1,312 ft/s,Effective firing range-100 – 200 m, Maximum firing range - Feed system- 32-round detachable box magazine 64-round with dual magazines, 128 with Drum Magazine,Sights-Hooded front blade


SideArm: Mauser C96 “BroomHandle” Red Nine, Semi Automatic Handgun, Designer - Feederle brothers Fidel, Friedrich, and Josef,Paul Mauser, Designed - 1895, Manufacturer - Mauser, Hanyang Arsenal, Produced - 1896–1937, Variants - "full sized" C96 standard model;"Bolo" short barrel, small grip;"Red 9" 9mm chambering;M712 "Schnellfeuer" full-automatic


Statistics: Cartridge - 7.63×25mm Mauser ,9×19mm Parabellum, 45 ACP (China),.9mm Mauser Export (rare),

8.15mm Mauser (experimental), 8mm Gasser, Action - Short recoil|double action, Muzzle velocity - 425 m/s 1,394 ft/s, Effective firing range - 150–200m, Feed system - 10-round internal magazine fed by stripper clip or removable magazine, Sights - V-notch rear tangent sight adjustable up to 1000 meters, inverted V front sight,


Melee- SS Saber Sabers can trace their origins back as far as the 1500s, to the European backsword. Originally a functional arms, they have remained a common part of a soldier's or officer's attire, even into modern times. This German SS Saber is one such example of that. The sword hails from World War II era items, being specifically designed as the dress saber of the SS, or the Schutzstaffel, or protection squadron. The saber possesses a straight, polished, blade that is hand crafted from carbon steel. The straight single edge and fine point make it look like an authentic weapon, while it's little touches of detailing give it that ornamental flare of a dress sword. The hilt is cast-steel with a knuckle guard, while the grip features black leather wrapping with brass wire inlay, as well as a circular emblem set with two stylized Armanen sig runes. Included with the sword is a matched blackened steel scabbard with silver-steel fittings at the throat and chape, as well as a hanging ring for easy and convenient carrying.


Statistics: Overall Length: 35 Inches, Blade Length: 29.5 Inches, Handle Length: 5.5 Inches
 

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Sage Peterova

Age:
23

Gender:
Female

Sexuality:
Heterosexual


Height:
5'7"

Weight:
116lbs

Hair Color:
White (dyed)

Eye Color:
Ice

Distinguishing Marks:
She has a long diagonal scar running across her cheek, and another scar above her belly bottom, both made by a knife or blade. She also has a feather tattoo on her collarbone.
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Weapons:
A sniper rifle, being her main weapon. Two pistols being her secondary weapons, and a hunting knife in her boot for emergency's or for cutting game and such.

Personality:
Sage is the "bad" girl, for sure. She was impulsive, disrespectful of authority figures (in particular, her father), rebellious and careless. She craved the thrill of adventure and danger, and was often engaged in high risk-taking behavior like drinking, gambling, and getting into fights at school, only due to a rough family life. When everything went to hell, all of it became...amplified. She can only be described as sinister. She is ruthless and unsympathetic, has little regard for human life, and has no guilt or remorse with killing any of them, be it zombie or human. Very selfish, arrogant, proud, and manipulative. What Sage wants, Sage usually gets. No matter who gets hurt in the crossfire. Sage is impulsive but also kind.
She tries to act as if she doesn’t care but her humanity takes the best of her. She is a misunderstood sweetheart. She is sarcastic and funny, she might be passive aggressive but she cares, she cares a lot.
She loves as much as she hates.

Skills:
• Quick Reflexes
• Precise aim
• Good at hunting
• Some medical experience
• Fast
• Excellent Climber

Items:
• Backpack
• First aid kit
• An apple
• Half a bottle of bourbon
• A rope
• Ammo for both pistols and her sniper
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Likes:
• Spicy food
• Drinking
• Hunting
• Solitude
• Quiet
• Being able to do whatever she wants

Dislikes:
• Almost everybody
• Chatty people
• Naive people
• Noise
• People bringing up her past
• Love
• People telling her she cares
• Spiders
• Clowns
• Cheap alcohol
• Maven
• Overly friendly people

Bio:
Sage was the first born of a family of three other siblings. Being seven years older then the second eldest, Jake then a year later came Cal and another year later was Alison. Sage was very close with her siblings at first, they lived richly, they had the best of everything, a manor for a house, best education, the best food made by chefs. But wealth did not give them love. Their mother was a fragile woman, she cared for her children but spent most of there time hiding away from their distant, cheating and abusive father. He didn't touch his children, but he'd have nothing to do with them. Not for a while at least. For seven years, he spoke hardly nothing to Sage, and shooed her away or slammed the door on her face when all she wanted was her father. When her mother died giving birth to Alison, he decided to change his ways. Figuring Sage was a lost cause as this point, he went for hardly speaking to her to not so much as a glance. She was greeted with cold indifference, like she was invisible. He was a father to the other children, but she wasn't there at all. In spite and anger, the young girl turned to rebellion. Her siblings didn't understand, they didn't get why she hated him, they didn't feel what she felt.

When Sage broke a kids nose for touching her ass in the tenth grade, her father threw her out to the streets. It was the final straw. Telling her if she ever returned he'd actually kill her for staining the family's reputation. He was such a prideful man. Locked away from her siblings, the only family she had, she went from having almost everything, to nothing. Her second night on the dark streets, and she was robbed until she had nothing left, she quickly turned to stealing. On the fifth week, she was nearly assulted. But she wasn't. Her small experience with fighting threw them off guard, and they went running. A nearby gang caught sight of this, and offered her to join them. Wary and distrustful, she did only because she knew nothing of the streets.

After months with the gang, she'd grown to love them like they were her family, in a way, they were. They got into all sorts of nefarious activities. Sage was taught how to fight, and lacked no talent at all with a sniper as they found out later. Her aim was precise for starting out, and after a year of honing, her aim was spot on. They robbed innocents, killed other gangs. Anything to survive. Sage didn't care, she finally had someone that loved her. Eventually, when she was twenty, she fell in love with the gang leader. Maven. They became partners amoung the game. They watched each other's back, they were best friends, partners in crime. Until hell broke loose.

When people began eating each other and the world burned up in flames, Maven only looked out for himself then. Betraying the gang, he killed several members, taking them all by surprise when he slashed Sage's face with a knife before driving it into her gut, pulling out his gun and killing two more before anyone could react. He took all their savings and ran. The gang flew into a panic and began to attack each other, killing members off left and right. They fell like dominos. Sage crawled out with barely her life. The gang had ended up killing each other before the night was over. Betrayed and once more alone, Sage vowed to hunt down Maven and to never let her guard down again. She's been on her own since, following constant leads on Maven's whereabouts to kill him, all the while shes been surviving on her own.

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full name : leslie rain eld
nickname : 'scout'
age : 15
gender : female
sexuality : bisexual
height : 5'2''
weight : 109 lbs
birthday : 19th of november
zodiac : scorpio
theme song : hurt - johhny cash



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hair style : messy/wild/sticks up in all directions/medium length/long-ish bangs.
hair colour : white
eye colour : grey
skin tone : pale/pinky nose, cheeks, lips, fingers, and toes.
figure : small/skinny/thin/flat-chested/small feet and hands/button nose.
clothing style : sweatshirts, old jeans, boots, hats.
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vices : untrustworthy, cold, dark, loner, quiet.
virtues : cunning, clever, analytical, tactical, quick.
likes : tinkering with things, fighting and killing, rainy days.
dislikes : excessive talking, teaming up, sweaty warm days ( and reece ).
equipment : survival knife and .44 magun, shoved into a small backpack with a various assortment of bullets.
skills : quick, won't hesitate to kill, can tell if someone is lying, great listener, electronic whiz, pretty good shot.
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leslie 'scout' rain eld. an interesting named, paired with an even more interesting backstory. the weather had been torrential and ongoing for three days. rainfall caused flooding, while the wind blew down the pine trees with ease. leslie's mother's water broke during one of these three days. she had phoned leslie's father multiple times before she had finally gotten a hold of him. he left work immediately. at the time, the family only had one car. that car was her father's car. he used to to go to work and back, but her older brother and mother walked to preschool, down to the shoppes, or to the park. there wasn't a need for two cars. they couldn't afford it, and leslie's mother insisted on walking places. so, since there was no car, her mother threw leslie's older brother on her hip and they were off to the train. on the train, her mother began going into labor. there wasn't anyone in their car, and a tree had just fallen onto the tracks. they were trapped on the train. leslie was born in car number thirteen. a new life had begun, but another had ended.
leslie's mother died due to eclampsia. leslie's older brother, at four years, witnessed this. the train arrived at the station. leslie's father boarded, and was greeted with the sight of a cold body, a crying boy, and a newborn daughter.
there wasn't a funeral for leslie's mother. her father insisted on burying her in the woods behind their house, without a service. her father fell into a depression, for a total of two years. he got over it, eventually. everyone does. the siblings grew up in the same house. although their father was a serious man, installing rules and discipline into their brains, he showered them with the love and attention that he had never gotten the chance to give his wife. leslie's brother was a bright boy. he was the golden child. he didn't play childish games and kept to his schoolwork. leslie was different. of course, she understood and followed the rules while staying out of trouble, but she wasn't like him. she played in the dirt and splashed around in the muddy creek. her brother did not approve of that. even though the two were different, they loved each other very much.
then, the virus broke out.
leslie was huddled next to the radio, tuning in on the reporters commenting on what was happening. her father never came home from work that day at the labs, her brother never came home after his part time job at the coffee shoppe. leslie was destroyed. torn. it frustrated her that they had left her. they had been taken by the virus, there was no other way. there had been an outbreak in the labs and in the shoppes. they were dead. leslie never saw how they died and how they turned. she never said goodbye. she never got to kill the zombies that they had become. they had left her.
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Given Name: Kira Marie Shirogane

Preferred Name: Shiro

Age: 27 years

Sex: Female

Rank: President of The Union

Species: Human

Fate: Alive

PERSONALITY
Kira Marie Shirogane. Where do I begin? Shiro definitely lives up to the meanings of her name. Her calling means "Samurai male," to which she definitely relates to, despite it being a masculine name. (The Samurai, well-disciplined and highly trained warriors, were typically stoic in nature, and had a code of conduct valuing loyalty, compassion, courage, veracity, and honor.)

Shiro is very quiet and stoic. A woman of few words with a natural resting face that can make a fully grown man wet himself with one glance. When she does speak, it is usually a snide comment or fact, usually meant to insult someone.

However, Shiro is incredibly nice to those she cares about. Around them, she transforms into a more kindred spirit who is more open to having fun, and wouldn't dare think of insulting them in the slightest. She loosens up, and actually has the ability to see any part of the bright side.

This being said, Shiro is INCREDIBLY protective of her group and those she loves. If anything threatens them, she will turn into a mother bear of sorts. Very protective and harsh towards said threat, and potentially very violent. As much as she dislikes having to do it, Shiro is okay with killing someone. In this world, it's either you or her, and she would rather not die. If she feels the need to, she will eliminate you and neutralize any threat you pose. She is not bothered by blood, and is trained and masterful in several martial arts and weapons. This, in turn, makes her an ideal candidate for an assassin or punisher.

Being a former United States ambassador, Shiro is naturally very diplomatic. She maintains an aura of professionalism at all times, and is an expert at planning and solving problems. She is fair and takes both stories into account, weighing each carefully. Because of this, she is usually asked to stand as a peacemaker for when disputes take place.

One other value that Shiro holds is resourcefulness. She uses the bare minimum to get jobs done, and consumes only the resources she absolutely needs. She knows how hard it is to find usable rations and other resources in the apocalyptic world they now live in, so she tries to conserve them and make what she has go as far as possible. This need to conserve sometimes drives her to not eat or drink anything for days on end, resulting in severe dehydration on occasion.

If need be, her selflessness can jeopardize her life. She puts everyone above her, and is willing to kill, torture, give up everything she had, or take a bite from a zombie if that means protecting those that she loves or keeping them alive for as long as she can.

As a result of her past, Kira is usually not the happiest around at any time. Sure, her life was decent before. She went to school, got a job and married a doctor. They had a baby. But then the world turned to shit. Her daughter was the first to go, then her husband. Their deaths have taken a toll on her, and she believes that she does not deserve happiness.

She is easily angered, and her sarcastic and snappy personality comes out full fledged if you irritate her. She lashes out a bit, the severity depending on her current mood. But other times, she doesn't want to move. She doesn't run, doesn't walk, she won't even speak because her sorrow crumbles her to the finest dust.

Children are her weak points. When she sees one, she thinks of her late daughter and how she failed to protect her. Because of this, she will protect any child, because seeing them die in front of her is something that will haunt her, as she will only be able to see her daughter's and husband's deaths in her mind. And she will feel the same crippling guilt she has since the beginning.

In the past, she had also lost her older sister. She'd gotten Lou Gehrig's Dosease, or ALS, and Shiro had to watch as she slowly died, her body shutting down. She was there when she died, and it broke her. Now, she can't bear to see anyone die due to an illness. Cancer, ALS, it's all too much for her.
STATISTICS
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HABITS

•When stressed, she tends to speak out of the corner of her mouth.

•Weapons made out of anything and everything

•Fights with immense skill and poise

•Yells in another language when mad

•She will make armor-like garments out of the simplest things, and still look badass.

•She gives stupid answers to stupid questions.

•Rather than sleeping, she will busy herself with cleaning each of her weapons numerous times until someone forces her to rest.

•She treats her bow like her child, not letting anyone else touch or use it.

•She locks her emotions away until she's sure nobody will exploit them.

•Bad puns

•Sarcasm at the worst time

•Punching first, asking later.
INTERESTS

LIKES
•Being in charge
• Peace and solitude
•Cleaning her weapons
•Horses
•Children
•Hunting
•Freedom
•Pineapple
•Genuine Conversations
•Banter with intelligent people

DISLIKES
• Being called a liar
•Being touched
•Snakes
•Killing people
•Seeing innocents die
•When people hurt children
•The color brown​
BLOODLINE

Mother: Kathleen Salvatore*
Father: Wesley Stalin*
Sister: Kalinia Stalin*
Brother: Viserys Stalin
Husband: Takashi Shirogane*
Daughter: Lafayette Shirogane*

Other Notable Family Members: Joseph Stalin
RELATIONSHIPS
Takashi / Lafayette Shirogane
Takashi Shirogane was Shiro's late husband. They met in Japan, where Takashi was living at the time, and immediately hit it off. They were together for three years before they became engaged, and were married that December. The two had a daughter named Lafayette together, that they both loved and cherished. When the apocalypse began, Takashi was the second to go. He ran inside their home after a horde had gotten in to save Lafayette, and was bitten in the process of attempting to save her. However, he was too late to begin with, as Lafyette had already contracted the disease. She still remembers seeing both of their corpses, remembers how it felt to put a knife in their heads.

Shiro still looks back on this relationship with her husband, often wondering what he would do in stressful situations. When she feels alone, she falls into her mind palace, where his memory gives her the strength to go on. To get close to Shiro, you need to ease close to her, as she still holds on to him tightly.

THE UNION
The Union was Shiro's former group. After fleeing from her home with her dog, Shiro came across a group of survivors. At first, they tried to kill her, but they soon came to realize what skills she had successfully laid on the table. This large group, consisting of nearly one hundred individuals, needed a leader. They then chose Shiro to lead them. She accepted, becoming their "president" and dubbing them the Union, as their bond was strong. As it stands, Shiro has ventured from the group hoping to make alliances, but remains their official leader, and checks up with them every two months like clockwork.
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BACKGROUND

Born to a police officer and a doctor, Kira had a good life. She had everything she ever wanted during her childhood, and more.

When she joined high school, she began to hang out with the wrong crowd. Her clothing went from blues to blacks, and pearls were traded for chains. She did bad things, which ended up in her being nearly arrested.

Seeing what she was becoming, the female centered her attitude. She focused even more on her studies, graduating at the top of her class. She went to college, majoring in political sciences and minoring in anything related, moving her way up in rank and eventually becoming the United States ambassador to Japan.

While in Japan, she met a Japanese-American man named Takashi. The two hit it off and began to see each other. After three years of dating, they became engaged, then married.

The spouses helped bring a beautiful baby girl into the world, whom they named Lafayette. They spoiled the little girl in moderation, and ensured the best life possible for her.

However, their lives soon changed. The apocalypse began, and Kira lost everything she cared about. Her daughter contracted the disease, and her husband tried to save her, thinking she was still well. After the two died and turned, Kira was the one who had to expel their biter forms from the world.

Leaving with Guren, her husky, she began to travel and live on her own. She came across a group of over 100 survivors, and became the leader that pulled them together. They became known as The Union.

After that, she left to make alliances with other groups. Finding her name not fitting of her new zombie-slaying self, she shortened her last name and became known as Shiro, meaning Samurai.

Using her prior and current knowledge, Shiro now wanders, searching for a group to take her in for a while and hopefully ally with The Union.

However, she will not lose sight of what is important. Survival. And she'll be damned if she dies. ​
INVENTORY

•A recurve bow
•A quiver of 9 arrows
•An old Luger pistol
•four 8-round magazines
•Flashlight
•Set of old throwing knives that need to be sharpened.
•Band-aids
•Swiss Army knife
•Two "sai"s
•Sniper rifle with 3 available reloads
•A husky named Guren
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Emily was born into a caring family. One that loved and took care of her no matter the circumstances. Though, it wasn't long before her father left to join the Marines, leaving her alone with her mother. She didn't mind at all though. She of course did miss her father, and found it rather odd not to have one for the time being. Though she was also happy about it, being still young she was able to brag about her father being a Sergeant to other kids in school. She got to see her father quite a lot via Skype, or even in person if he was ever stationed close enough. Though he moved slot, her and her mother never did. They stayed in one spot so that she'd be able to continue schooling with the friends she had already made. Friends for her were rare, though they were all good kids. None of them ever messing with drugs or alcohol. She belonged with the somewhat smarter crowd, and that's what she stuck with throughout her time in school.

When she turned eleven her father returned to spend the next three years of her life with her. This was a nice surprise, and tears were spilled. It was a nice surprise to finally be able to see him again. It was only three years though, until the virus hit. Turning people to Savage mutants ready to kill on site. Her mother was one of the infected. Though she didn't know it. All she saw was her mother on the ground, crawling towards her father. Her father had a gun pointed, ready to kill but couldn't bring himself to do it. She watched in shock as her uncle took the gun and put a bullet through her mother's brain. This traumatizing moment destroyed her. And, of course, she blamed it on her uncle. As instead of helping her he killed her. But this was only because she didn't understand what was actually happening. Atleast not yet.
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Emily is a very kind hearted girl. She cares about everyone and believes everyone has a chance. She believes that everyone has good in them. On the outside she is bubbly, and playful around other people. But deep down she's still trying to deal with the trauma of loosing her mother at a young age. She'll never forget what happened, as it will stay in the back of her mind forever.
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Name: Emily Angel Jegar
Nickname: Em
Sexuality: Bisexual
Gender: Female
Age: 14
Height: 5'3
Weight: 110
Likes:
*Animals
*Plants
*Photography
*Exploring
*Nature in general
Dislikes:
*Spiders
*Clowns
*The dark
*Indoors
*Cars
Equipment:
*Backpack
*Beef Jerky (3 packs)
*Water (3 bottles)
*A Rag
*A knife
*Smith & Wesson 500 Revolver (Last resort)
*Bow (Shown in pic above)
*5 Arrows
*3 Broken Arrows (Incase they need something to get a fire going)
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Name:Ferland
Age: 53
Gender: Male
Appearance: White skin, grey short hair, stuach size, 5'7, 200LB (alot of muscle, though age has made some of it fat)
Had multiple scars across his body. 3 big ones are a burn across his right cheek, a Stab wound on his left thigh, and a bullet wound on his left arm. Had very gruff skin, almost feels like sandpaper. With short, white hair.
Personality: a old angry man, he is not judging, but calculating. Being the lone ranger is not all emotion, it is being able to make the right decision at the hardest time. He has seen this be more and more useful as the Apocalypse continues. He is silent to those he doesn't know, but does open up over time. Cliche, but for a reason. He is also quite the drunk. Seeing as alcohol was often the last worry of the apocolpyse (until it was discovered that immediate application after being bit gave you over a 39 percent survival rate(by immediate I mean near instant application.) But by the time scientist discovered that over 3/4 of the population where zombies. Not to mention that most alcohol was not strong enough.)
It is worth noting he used to be apart of a gang and has multiple tattoos to show for it.
He also quite the 'redneck'. Often joking with his close friends (before they died of course) that he got his redneck engineering degree at age 12.

Back story: growing up in rural South Carolina Ferland grew up well off, Owning a big house and having plenty of food. He often made shacks and such in the woods where he built and tinkered. He also had a large affinity with hunting and firearms. As he got older he went into gunsmithing. He had 2 kids and retired at age 50. Due to the small fortune from his parents he inherited.
When the apocalpyse started he was good at first. But it took his toll on him. Making him into the old drunk redneck cowboy he is now.
It's also worth mentioning while he did leave a life of retirement he still built and tinkered. Keeping him in very good shape.
 

  • Name: Michael Rider

    Nickname: Mike or The Story Teller

    Appearance:
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    Sexuality: Heterosexual

    Gender: Male

    Height: 5'9

    Weight: 145

    Age: 24

 





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Name:
Lunette Rowe

Nickname:
N/A

Age:
17

Gender:
Female

Height:
5"0

Weight:
101 lbs​




• Lunette Rowe •

  • Likes:
    + Books
    + Learning
    + Dogs
    + Having somewhere safe to hide.
    + Writing in her journals

    Dislikes:
    - Being to near the city ((Too many zombies))
    - Darkness ((Her eyesight isn't top notch as it is so it puts her on edge))
    - Spicy foods

    Personality:
    Lunette being a major book worm was always reading and keeping her grades up when she was a kid. Although Lunette is considered smart, her street smarts and people skills are...lacking. Being too trustworthy has lead to her getting her supplies stolen more than once not to mention her clumsy nature. Nevertheless she doesn't let that slow her down and has managed to keep herself alive for now by laying low. She has now begun to realise people in his environment can be incredibly cruel to one another so she is slowly learning to not trust every stranger she meets. He parents professions have certainly rubbed off on her, since the outbreak she had been studying up on any bit of material on medical conditions, medical journals etc. She could find in her home/ raiding libraries.

    Bio:
    Lunette lived with her parents who were both doctors in a nice quiet area before the outbreak. After, she moved to an unoccupied house in the woods at the start of the outbreak with her parents with all of their belongings, she lived there for a while. Originally things were peaceful. But that was until her father got bitten on a food run and decided he wanted to die as a human and not as a mindless beast so he took his own life. Trying to get by Lunette and her mother continued to survive until Lunette's mother was also taken from her. She was shot by a violent group when she wouldn't give them all their supplies. She stayed at the home for months the bandits were gone after the attack, not having seen her or figuring out where the supplies were hidden. She stayed in her home, reading her parents medical journals ((since she had ran out of everything else to read)) It was then that she decided that she would put this knowledge to good use, having someone to know about medicine, health and treating wounds would be helpful in such a world now, at least that was her thinking behind it. After months passed she finally ran out of food and emerged into the world. Now alone, Lunette wanders the outskirts of the cities, using her smarts to keep her out of trouble and away from violence as best she can. She's not a skilled fighter, only knowing just enough to keep herself safe.

    Other?:
    • Her vision is actually rather poor, she keeps a pair of lime green glasses in her pocket.
    • She's very protective of her journals she feels reading them will stop her from loosing herself in such a strange and stressful world.
    • She rambles to herself at times and will stutter when made feel uncomfortable. This is mostly because she had a bad stutter as a child, although she shook the habit she slips up if that happens.




 
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Name: Jacob Brandy

Nickname: (Optional) Brandy

Appearance: (Photo, drawing, description, etc.)
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Brown haired, slim, hair is medium length, long enough to grab. He has a crooked nose and a sliced off piece of ear cartilage. He also has a wrench tattoo on his right bicep. He has blue eyes though. without the many scars on his body one could consider him cute. But alas, He is too cynical, and too much of an asshole to ever be enjoyable to many people.

Sexuality: (Optional) Homosexual

Gender: Male

Height: 5'5

Weight:145

Age: 25

Personality: (At least 3 sentences)
A survivor at heart, He seems easy going and maybe even. But he didn't grow up in a school or in a city, He grew up in the household. Leaving school at grade 9 to peruse a career in mechanics. He was quite the successful mechanic. He made a living, then moving away from his home state.
He is emotional and 'uneducated' in his own way. He is stupid math, and science wise. But mechanically and logically he is a savant. He is good at putting 2 and 2 together and coming up with his own solutions.
He does not crack under pressure, he keeps his cool in most situations.
He does have varied decision making, making stupid decisions in what he plans out. Meaning that he wings it the best.
He does have a softspot for several drugs, including weed, cocaine and spiked moonshine.
Is a self made athlete and was going to do a race before the outbreak happen.
Likes: (at least 3 any more is optional)
Drugs
Physical activity
people
Dislikes: (at least 3 any more is optional)
constipation
abuse in general
Equipment:
A P250 9mm pistol
Homemade Pipe shotgun
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Skills:
Engineering 3/5
physical activity 5/5
Gun skills 4/5
Moonshine making 5/5

Bio: (optional)
In RP
Other: (Optional)
Has 8 Shotgun shells
3 mags for P250, with one in the chamber extra. 12 shots per magazine.
Has 2 changes of clothes
4 bottles of water
2 cans of potatoes
 
Here is my Second Character...


Zen Friedrich Jeager, The second oldest of the Jeager Family, and a criminal in plain sight… Born much farther after Jason was, in fact Jason was out of College when Zen came along, putting a massive distance between the two, which is the reason why Jason is 35, and Zen is only the Age of 18, Growing up in the poor town, he didn’t hate it like Jason did, instead Zen used it, putting on Red contacts to add an intimidating image, he joined a Japanese gang, which he was accepted thanks to his Japanese heritage, and through it, he rose the ranks to the top, gaining there respect as the “Blazing Red Dragon.” Which explains why on his right arm, all the way to his hand is a Tattoo of a Red Dragon with pitch black eyes, Though Brothers being Brothers Jason slapped him in the back of the head, gave him a lesson he will never forgot, and got him off his feet, as he went into the Army, figuring the Marines were to…. “Fancy” For him, and where the two brothers grew up, being in the Army Ranking up all you had to do was be tough, be able to fight, and be intimidating, which Zen soon became all three rising to the rank of Captain, and “Outranking” his brother, but stayed for half the time Jason did.


Zen came back home to his hometown, when he got there, it was empty… and he didn’t know why… but what happened, the outbreak had begun, the black haired Psychopathic Gentlemen male, slowly walked through the town he looked back and forth… and heard Sirens… and saw lights flashing all around him, and he didn’t understand why exactly, he soon picked up the speed… he saw abandoned cars.. And dead bodies.. As he looked around he started to hear the most inhumane screeching, so he immediately started to run, that was until he noticed he was being chased by a runner, he spun around seeing the Zombie, his eyes widened a bit, as he ran faster and faster, soon bursting into a shop he thought was guns, but saw it was Melee weapons, so he quickly picked up a Butterfly knife flicked it open and stabbed the Zombie to death, but seeing this, he knew where he had to go.


And so with the only Gas left in his car, he slammed the Gas down and drove to Jason’s house immediately as he knocked on the door, over and over waiting for his brother to Answer, but when he heard he didn’t he kicked the door down and ran in, he saw Jason aiming his Mauser at…. Something, slowly the brother moved behind his sibling, to see Jason’s wife.. Infected.. And crawling towards them, noticing Jason stiffened he just ripped the gun out of his hand and shot her.. Killing her… in front of both Jason.. And her Niece Emily.


Jason in a fit of rage, attacked his brother the two hitting and punching each other around, until they realised it was not worth it, So they both got up, and with Zen’s help they filled there backpacks, and there military gear with whatever was needed for there survival.. As they went into the city.. In search of others…








Zen

Age: 18

Appearance:

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Height: 6’6

Eyes: Blue [Red Contacts over eyes, making them look a bright red]

Hair Color: Black hair, long, but manageable

Appearance: Black hair, red eyes, he favors the opposite of his brother, and rather enjoys long sleeve shirts, but cuts off the right arm so the Red Dragon can always be seen, he wears blue jeans, for the fact they are most comfortable to him, than any other type of pants


Personality: A gentlemen, very much a lady’s man, a bit of a pervert, major Psychosis, He gets angry easily, and loves to solve things with his fists! Even the tiniest of arguments. His Psychosis is measure through Percents, 10, 25, 50, 75, 100 [they all come with there cool personal songs o3o]

Sexualtiy: Bisexual


[Psychosis Songs]


10%: []Toy Pianos[]


25%: [] It’s me []


50%: []Just an Attraction[]


75%: [] The Mysterious Duo []


100%: [] Freaks[]


Weapons


Primary: Sturmgewehr 44, Magazine fed Fully Automatic Assault Rifle, Designer - Hugo Schmeisser,Designed - 1942,Manufacturer - C. G. Haenel Waffen und Fahrradfabrik CITEFA (post war), Produced - 1943–1945, Variants - MKb 42(H), MKb 42(W), MP 43, MP 43/1, MP 44


Statistics: Cartridge - 7.92×33mm Kurz, aka. 8mm Kurz or Pistolenpatrone 43, Action - Gas-operated, tilting bolt, full auto, or semi-auto, Rate of Fire - 550 - 600 rounds/min, Muzzle Velocity - 685 m/s (2,247 ft/s), Effective firing range - 300 m (automatic) 600 m (semi-automatic), Feed system - 30-round detachable box magazine, Sights - Adjustable sights, rear: V-notch; front: hooded post


Secondary:Karabiner 98 kurz, Designed - 1935, Manufacturer - Mauser (augmented by several other makers), Produced - 1935–45, Variants - Kriegsmodell, scoped


Statistics: Cartridge- 7.92×57mm Mauser, Action- Bolt-action, Muzzle velocity- 760 m/s (2,493 ft/s), Effective firing range- 500 m (550 yd) with iron sights 1,000 m (1,090 yd) with telescopic sight,Maximum firing range-4,700 m (5,140 yd), Feed system - 5-round stripper clip, internal magazine,Sights-Iron sights or telescopic sight.


Sidearm: .357 Colt Python, Manufacturer- Colt's Manufacturing Company, Produced- 1955–2005, Variants- 2.5-inch (6.4 cm), 3-inch (7.6 cm), 4-inch (10 cm), 6-inch (15 cm) and 8-inch (20 cm) barrel, He uses the Eight inch Barrel Variant


Statistics: Cartridge- .357 Magnum,Action-Double-action,Maximum firing range-75 yrds,Feed system-Six-round cylinder,Sights-Rear adj.; front ramp [] This weapon is located on his right hip []


Sidearm 2: Colt Anaconda 44. Magnum, Manufacturer -Colt's Manufacturing Company,Produced - 1990—2003,Variants-Kodiak


Statistics:Weight - 59 oz. / 1.7kg (8 in bbl), Length - 13⅝ in / 34.6cm (8 in bbl), Barrel length - 8 in bbl (203 mm),Cartridge-.44 Special,.44 Magnum,.45 Colt, 454 Casull, Action - Double-action,Feed system-Six round cylinder [] He uses the Eight in Barrel Variant, this weapon is located on his left hip. []


Melee: Katana, Odachi Variant, Long Japanese sword, a short handle with a very long blade, great for long range strikes, and keeping distance, best for going against the hoards, the sheath is located at his left hip, Above his revolver which is located in a holster just under.
 


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Name: Nykyrian Quiakides

Nickname: Kyrian, Sentella

Sexuality: Heterosexual

Gender: Male

Height: 6' 5"

Weight: 250 LBS.

Age: 28 years

Personality: Nykyrian is a very closed-off man. He keeps his private life to himself, and only tells what needs to be told. He can be very harsh and intimidating to people, but he is also very hardworking, determined, and knowledgeable. He enjoys teaching others, but won't admit it. However, he is different around Kira Shirogane, the woman he has been in charge of for the past year and a half, since after her last bodyguard was taken off of assignment. With her, Nykyrian is more open and kinder than he usually is, and he shows his more gentle side. One may observe this and hypothesize that he was falling for the younger woman. And they'd be right.

Likes:
+Weapons
+ Sparring
+ Being with Kira
+ The color black
+ His leather jacket
+ Quiet people
+ People not ignoring him when he is with Kira
+ Helping others
+Teaching

Dislikes:
+Pink
+Bright colors
+Being separated from Kira
+Having nothing to do
+ Spicy food
+ People who can't defend themselves
+ His authority being undermined.

Equipment:
+A great sword
+ a set of throwing knives
+ A bo staff
+ 4 bags of beef jerky
+ Bag of dried pineapple
+ An old picture of Kira's family that he wants to return to her
+ A sniper rifle with 7 magazines of ammo
+backpack
+ 4 water bottles
+ basic first aid kit
+ 3 syringes
+ 4 scalpels

Skills:
+ Camoflauge
-Theft
-Mind games
+ Interrogation
-Belittling others
+Sharpshooting
+ Field medicine
- Breaking others
+Perfect aim
= Knowing just where to slice

Bio: Find out in RP

Other: Not much is known about him. All that's known is that he has been with Kira for almost 2 years, and was there for her during the end of her pregnancy with Lafayette. He's fallen in love with her, but will not act on it, as part of his code of honor.
 
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Name: Marcus Curry

Nickname: (Optional)
Green
Appearance: (Photo, drawing, description, etc.) Elb.jpg


Sexuality: (Optional) heterosexual

Gender:
Male
Height:
6'3
Weight:
155LB
Age:
25
Personality: (At least 3 sentences)
Lacks commitment to people.
Intelligent but Is offset by his own doubts.
Often time has a attitude of 'whatever works'
Pyromaniac
Listens to heavy metal, dubstep, and classic rock.

Likes: (at least 3 any more is optional)
Fire, and fire flinging devices
Blacksmithing (hobby of his)
Guns and tinkering with them
Heavy metal
Dislikes: (at least 3 any more is optional)
Country music
Low ethenol alcohol
People who can't stand heat
Equipment:
A homemade flamethrower
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A Glock .45
5 bandages
A gas mask
Fire resistant pants.
Skills:
Knows how to make homemade flamer fuel, and recycle it.
Due to extensive breathing of smoke his lung capacity has been reduced
Is a good shot
Has minor athsma
Used to be a comedian(snarky)
Is able to see situations with a clear lens(pragmatic)
Bio: (optional)
In RP
Other: (Optional)
Arms are bandaged and have burn marks. From when he tried to make thermite a few months ago.
 
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Name:
Dayanara Mona Raiva

Nickname:
Daya

Gender:
Female

Height:
5' 2"

Weight:
119

Age:
19



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"Oh, I'm actually a very nice person until you piss me off."
 
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"I'm looking for someone to share in an adventure!"
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Name: Mira Lee Oswald
Nickname: Rider
Sexuality: Bisexual
Gender: Female
Age: 25
Height:5'9
Weight: 126
Likes:
*Books
*Music
*Food
*Children
*Family
Dislikes:
*Her Ex (ATM, may change)
*Killing
*Cars
*Fire
*Anti-Social people
Equipment:
*Backpack
*A small pot
*Fire starter
*Three bags of ramen
*Three bottles of water
*Combat Knife
*9mm Pistol
*Some ammunition
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Name:
"None of your Business!!"

Khaleesi Rose Taragaryen

Nickname:
"Deadpool!!"

Khal

Sexuality:
"Why does that matter?"

Straight

Gender:
"Can't you tell?"

Female

Height:
"..."

5'3"

Weight:
"..."

130lbs

Age:
"Young."

22
Personality

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Personality:
"To be honest I think I'm a very kind person. But of course I'll never show my sweet, loving, adorable side. I may be short, and I tell you that now, but I have a big temper, and trust me, it's pretty big. It's trigger easy per say, maybe a little harder than I make it seem. Anyways!! I wouldn't call myself bipolar... More tripolar. If you've heard about that it's when you have like three different sides, but I don't know, lemme explain it. It's where I'll laugh and cry as I beat the shit out of someone... So yeah. Here's the thing. I am a huge trouble maker. Yes I fight, Yes I get in trouble, No I don't listen to anyone, Yes I will get annoying so you're welcome!!"

Very childish

Likes:
- Skateboarding

- Reading

- Writing

- Cooking

- Music

- Food

- Not a lot of people

- Cute things

- Candy!

- Art

Dislikes:
- A lot of people

- Mustard

- Most girls

Equipment:
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Skills:
- Tree climbing

- Scavenging

- Hunting

- Sewing

- Hiding
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Bio:
"I had a life... Not really. But I had one, and now I don't."


 
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This will be my last actual character, I will only have three o3o


Lyrex Drache Jeager, The Youngest of the brothers, and the odd one out, for the simple reason, her father well, raped a female, got her pregnant, and Lyrex was the result, that is how she is so young, only at the fragile age of fourteen, she found Zen, after she watched her mother be brutally murdered by a group of thugs, she ran as fast as her legs could carry her, tears in her eyes… she didn’t know what to do.. So.. with some help, and some money, she found Zen, and ran to her brother, after a long.. Long.. long talk Zen Agreed, and let the small girl live with them, but in shadows, being the proud leader of a used to be gang, such as the Red Dragons who no longer exist, she hid Lyrex in his basement and has kept her there ever since, she lives down there, with food in a small fridge, and her large lovable fluffy ball Endo, who keeps her company.


[] Note that do to Lyrex’s seclusion, he is not as developed in backstory like the others.[]


Age: 14

Gender: Female

Sexuality: Bisexual

Height: 6’5

Eye Color: Blue Eyes

Hair: Long beautiful white hair, that covers her right eye mostly.

Skin Color: White, more pale than normal.

Attitude: Very easy to get along with, very cute, tries to stay away from violence, but sadly she is not afraid to hurt someone.

Use of her Primary: She will put a random bullet of any of the following calibers into the gun, to keep her enemy guessing.


Likes: Endogeny, Books, And Family.

Dislikes: Mean people, Alcohol, inchdrugs


[]All of her weapons are pistols, so the following list will be her primary, secondary, her side arms, but of course melee will be different.[]: Magnum Research BFR, Weight: 3.6lb - 5.3lb (1633 g - 2404g),Length: 11.75inches - 17.5inches (298.45mm - 444.5mm) Barrel length: 5.5inches (139.7mm) and 6.5inches (165mm) (Short cylinder only), 7.5inches (191mm), or 10 inches (254mm), Width: 1.75inches (44mm), Height: 6 inches (152 mm) 5 Shot Revolver, Single Action. []She uses the long cylinder variant which allows these types of bullets to be utilized, One Unit, Location Right Hip.[]


Ammunition Types: .30-30 Winchester .38-55 Winchester .375 Winchester .444 Marlin .45 Colt/.410 .45-70 Government .45-90 Winchester .450 Marlin .460 S&W Magnum .500 S&W Magnum .50 Beowulf.


AMT AutoMag V, Weight: 1310 g (46.2 oz), Length: 27.3 cm (10.75 in) Barrel Length: 16.7 (6.5 in) Width: 3.5 (1.375 in) Cartridge: .50 Action Express Action: Single Action Effective Firing Range: Approx. 50m (165 ft.) Feed system: 5 round magazine, Sights: Front and rear adjustable. [] One Unit, Location, Behind back, vertical holster.[]


Colt M1911, Weight: 2.44 IB (1.105 kg) empty, w/magazine, Length: 8.25 in (210 mm) Barrel length: 5.03 in (127mm) Cartridge: .45 ACP, Action: Short recoil operation, Muzzle velocity: 825 ft/s (251 m/s), Feed system: 7 round standard detachable box magazine. []Two Units , location under both her arms, under her zip up hoodie. []



MP-412 Rex, Weight: 0.9 KG, Barrel Length: 6 in (153 mm), Cartridge: .357 Magnum/.38 Special, Caliber: .357, Action: Double- Action, Feed System: Six Round Cylinder. [] One Unit, Location, Left Hip. []


Melee: Dagger blade []12 inches[] Black Butterfly knife.
 
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Carl Davis
"Who Says Being Old Ain't Cool?"

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Name: Carl Davis
Age: 68
Height:
Weight: 250 pounds





Before the apocalypse began Carl was just your average old senior citizen; well, if your average old senior citizen made a hobby of collecting and selling old, new, antique and just down right strange guns then Davis Carl is your average man. Yep, just your normal average man..............................................................



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    ~George Hoenig's Rotary Round Action Rifle~​
    Ammo: 80. Bullets, 20 Gauge Bullets
    Attachments: Attachable/Detattachable Scope
    Capacity: 2 Shots


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    ~Magnum Research BFR~​
    Ammo: 25 Bullets, .500 S&W Magnum (other bullet types compatible 30-30 and .45-70/.450 Marlin)
    Attachments: Detachable Scope
    Capacity: 5 Shots

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    ~Dual C96 Mauser~​
    Ammo: 100 Bullets, 9x19mm
    Attachments: None
    Capacity: 10 Shots


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    ~Remington Double Derringer cal .41 rimfire~​
    Ammo: 8 Bullets,
    Attachments: None
    Capacity: 2 shots

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    ~Hunting Knife~​
    Blade Length: 7 Inches



    ~Other Equipment~​

    -Sharpening kit
    -Camping bag
    -Standard Med kit
    -Dog whistle
    -Rope
    -Camping bag
    -Canteen
    -Binoculars
    -Pain Killers, 90 day prescription (half a bottle left)
    -Sleeping bag
    -Gun hostlers
    -Army pocket knife
    -Bottle of Purell
    -Flask
    -Gun cleaning kit
    -Lighter half full

 
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Name: Małgorzata (Margaret) Wojdzicka

Appearance: upload_2017-5-9_16-45-18.jpeg
This is how she looked like just before the outbreak..

Sexuality: Bisexual

Gender: Female

Height: 1.65 meters /5.41 feet

Weight: 54 kilograms / 119 pounds

Age: 17, her birthday is coming up in two weeks.

Personality: Margaret: A type of girl that was not prepared for apocalypse mentally. Her attitude towards other people, zombies or not, was friendly, untill one of "them" pinned her onto the tree, and attempted to bite her. She made it out, but her favourite black t-shirt was ripped in few, vital places, which forced her to look for something new.
The encounter made her realise that people were mad now, and she is now much more shy and evadive than she was previously, avoiding humanity at all costs, only interacting if nessecary. She would only seek closer ties with someone who would "tame" her

Likes:
Swimming
Diving
Nature
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Dislikes:
Humanity
Zombies
Closed spaces

Equipment:

A hatchet she found by a tree, buried under the leaves. This is her only weapon thus far.
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Other equipment include:
-A bright blue backpack with:
~a bottle of purified water, the last one the girl has got
~a full M1911 magazine, just in case someone caught her and wanted something off of her.
~some rations that she found in her father's desk
~a winter hat and her jeans jacket.
~her swimming goggles. Margaret uses them while she is swimming around.


Skills:

-))Swimming((-
Margaret is a exceptionally good swimmer, as she trained a lot in her childhood. Her breath holding times can reach 4 minutes, even 6 if she holds herself down enough. That is to say if she doesn't pass out right at the end of it.
She taught herself, as her parents were too busy with work to properly support her with her passion.

-))Acrobatics((-
By training in swimming, the young Polish girl inadvertably became pretty agile, being able to jump higher than anyone in her class. Her speed at which she runs is also noticeably faster.
She likes to practice that in her free time.

Bio: W.I.P

Other: The first encounter with the zombie got her a cut on her cheek, but it wasn't the tooth of a zombie that got her, just his paw.

Current situation: Sitting in a boat just off the lake's coast, attempting to get something via a fishing rod

(About me: I don't use BBCode. Seeing as this RP is looking like it's a fairly Casual/Detailed, I'll try to plop out at least a paragraph of 4-5 sentences, at minimum. I do not speak English as my native language, so I apologise in advance. I am a fully fledged Pole.)
 
PixieDusts said:

This is her... I hope this works... xD
About

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Name:
"None of your Business!!"

Khaleesi Rose Taragaryen

Nickname:
"Deadpool!!"

Khal

Sexuality:
"Why does that matter?"

Straight

Gender:
"Can't you tell?"

Female

Height:
"..."

5'3"

Weight:
"..."

130lbs

Age:
"Young."

22
Personality

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Personality:
"To be honest I think I'm a very kind person. But of course I'll never show my sweet, loving, adorable side. I may be short, and I tell you that now, but I have a big temper, and trust me, it's pretty big. It's trigger easy per say, maybe a little harder than I make it seem. Anyways!! I wouldn't call myself bipolar... More tripolar. If you've heard about that it's when you have like three different sides, but I don't know, lemme explain it. It's where I'll laugh and cry as I beat the shit out of someone... So yeah. Here's the thing. I am a huge trouble maker. Yes I fight, Yes I get in trouble, No I don't listen to anyone, Yes I will get annoying so you're welcome!!"

Very childish

Likes:
- Skateboarding

- Reading

- Writing

- Cooking

- Music

- Food

- Not a lot of people

- Cute things

- Candy!

- Art

Dislikes:
- A lot of people

- Mustard

- Most girls

Equipment:
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Skills:
- Tree climbing

- Scavenging

- Hunting

- Sewing

- Hiding
Bio

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Bio:
"I had a life... Not really. But I had one, and now I don't."


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I SENSE ANOTHER GAME OF THRONES FANNNN
 
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