Realistic or Modern Remnants of Man - CS

[idalie]

REMNANTS OF MAN, CHARACTER SHEET
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[Appearance]
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(No anime. Realistic art and photographs.)
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Height:
 
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Weight:
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Full Name:
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(First and last)
 
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Nickname(s):
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Age:
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(18+, unless an older parent with child, or pregnant.)
 
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Previous Occupation:
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(Military slots are limited to ONE. This is realistic, please try and be creative)
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No more police character sheets accepted.
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Skills/Strengths:
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(Did they take a survival course? Are they hikers? First aid? Make it add up to your flaws. At least 2)
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Flaws:
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(At least 3)
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Weapon(s):
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(No Katanas, nothing unnecessary.)
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Equipment:
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(Maps, rope, ammo, backpacks, food. Etc.
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Ammo is LIMITED.)
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Personality:
(3-4 lines or more)
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Background:
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(4-5 lines or more)
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REMNANTS OF MAN - ROLEPLAY
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REMNANTS OF MAN - OOC
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[idalie]

 “Be happy while you’re living, for you’re a long time dead.”
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Tall, with broad chest and shoulders starting the foundation for his well-built frame. Tattoos decorate his right arm, from shoulder to wrist in varying patterns, all containing different meanings. Sandy, brownish locks of thick hair, uncut and rough, reach the nape of his neck whilst a thick beard encases a strong and sturdy jaw. Set beneath his brows, sit eyes of deep, smouldering hazel, flecked by green and grey - only accentuated by the curving cheekbones of his face, offering a more bear-like appearance than anything else. Angular nose, somewhat slightly crooked from fighting gone wrong and lack of medical attention, alongside all the little scars which litter his body. Large calloused hands signify his life dedicated to a laborious job, and his ability to survive such a new climate of hostility. His attire mostly consists of threadbare jeans, holes in the knees, over which a long sleeve shabby thermal t-shirt is worn, which is usually covered by a thick, real leather jacket. 
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Height:
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6’5”

Weight:
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201 lbs

Full Name:
Archie Murdoch McKeegan
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Nickname(s):
Bear, Scotsman
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Age:
28
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Previous Occupation:
Logger (Chokerman)/Woodsman

Skills/Strengths:
- Physically weighing 201 lbs, at the height of 6'5" the Scotsman isn’t lacking in strength, nor stature. His job in a labouring industry required most men to keep fit and avoid slacking. During his spare time, Archie was also known to hit the gym, even participating in the highland games Caber Toss.
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- Another strength, stemming from his hard work, and area of expertise was amazingly fast reflexes and lack of falter. If a man got caught beneath a tree or machinery, it was by reaction time you could save them. The same is said for various such things as scrambling out the way of falling trees, or over log piles to attach hooks to lug them off by. This somewhat ties into his sharp eyes, and knack for hunting.
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Flaws:
- Easily angered by sensitive topics, which leave him in a foul and unlogical mood. Usually bordering upon violence, which may break out unless handled delicately. A large, angry Scotsman is never a good thing in any situation.
- Stubborn and too aloof to admit his flaws, even in the face of adversity.This, and his pride are two of the main weaknesses you might find in his personality. Forever denying both facts, and generally too sarcastic and humorous to get a straight answer about the topics.
- Due to his absence in school, Archie has bountiful common sense, and intelligence about the land, map reading and identification - even hunting. Although, he is in fact dyslexic. This was only diagnosed during his college years, leaving him with a basic reading level and an extremely practical approach to most situations.
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Weapon(s):
- Swiss Army Knife (Gifted from father to son)
- 16 Gauge Double barrel shotgun (Alongside its leather slip)
- Old wood axe
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Equipment:
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- 8 Rounds of 16 Gauge Shells
- Large, but somewhat worn and frayed canvas backpack
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- Water Canteen - Capacity: 0.95L (Currently full)
- Dried foods (Enough for four days)
- Sleeping bag
- One hundred feet of 550 cord rope
- A bottle of Scotch
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Personality:
Archie McKeegan is a tough, lovable and stubborn character. Brought up in the distant highlands of Scotland during his youth, McKeegan holds the traditional values of his homeland close, alongside that of his bloodline, clan, and a fierce will to ride this little ‘Ending of the World’ out to the finish line. Optimistic, if not an excellent mood booster, the boisterous Scotsman is hardly one to fall into a pessimistic pit unless either mauled by cannibals or eaten by the infected. Even then - the upside is not having to think so much about where the next meals coming from. Although an incredibly steadfast, tenacious persona, with an anger large enough to dwarf most men, Archie is truly a kindhearted survivor if ever there was one. Even with the rising suspicion of other humans and remnants of their existence in the new decimated climate, McKeegan is surely nicer than a few. Never one to complain, but rather go hungry and have others fed. Nothing in his opinion should be taken for granted, and nothing should be seen as permanent. Perhaps some lingering resentment festers, with the slow guilt and worry that eats away at his gut, not knowing how his family back in Scotland are doing. To be isolated and alone. Nonetheless, this Scotsman has a good memory for plants, mushrooms, and berries. During his years as a logger for the big American companies, the avid outdoorsman found his knowledge put to good use. Lucky as they come, lumberjacks are known to be some of the best little charms for any group, already having to survive one of the most dangerous jobs in the world, thanks to machinery and unsteady forests or surroundings. Either way, he knows his way around, and can effectively work in forested areas.

Background:
Born in the depths of Scotland's Highlands, a small town named Dumfries. It was a traditional little hamlet, made up of nostalgic men and women, festivals strong and clan ties stronger still. The eldest of four siblings, Archie has always been a protective figure, even back when, due to the nature of which he interacted with his brothers and sisters. Protecting them from bullies, and the occasional suitor who made them cry. He’d forever been the one to seek adventure, lacking abilities in the intellectual world, he turned to the mechanical labouring one (much to his father's delight). Apprenticed first to a local carpenter, he decided it was time for a change around the age of twenty-two. Working hard, to leave and move to America for the logging industry, and long lost family. Both of which he found to be an amazing journey - so much so, he stayed. Four years, of undisturbed peace and the joy of hopping lumberyard to lumberyard without a care in the world. Rarely making trips home, but often sending and receiving letters or Skype calls to keep up with the family back home in Scotland. Even then his accent had faded, but those infamous cuss words remained quite the same, as some of his old colleagues could remark. If they managed to survive in any case.
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The only questions which remain for Archie are the welfare and state of his family. A burning guilt, of how he should’ve made more effort to see them - and then the comforting thought of well… Scots don’t go down without a fight. Be it bloody and vicious, it was in their veins.
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[OhFallenMars]

[Appearance]

Height:5'1


Weight:


120lbs


Full Name:


Melanie-Rose Wilson


Nickname(s):


MelRose//Mel//Rosie


Age:


25


Previous Occupation:


Broadway Actress


Skills/Strengths:


- Endurance // Melanie trained all of her life to be on Broadway. It takes a lot of athleticism to keep up


- Fast Feet // Being on Broadway requires the ability to dance, therefore, fast feet


- Fist Fighting // Trained in stage fighting, which is basically the same as real fighting...without hitting someone.


Flaws:


- Loud Mouth // Melanie is used to projecting. It will take her a while to remember that she has to keep her voice down or else it'll attract the dead.


- Not So Skilled With Guns // Unfortunately, they don't offer a gun training class for Music Theatre majors. Someone will have to teach her


- Panics In Stressful Situations // She wont be the one taking charge when something happens any time soon.


Weapon(s):


- Her Dad's Axe // Obtained shortly after the first screams were heard


- A Pocket Knife // Obtained long ago from her ex-boyfriend. She kept it on her in case of creeps in New York


Equipment:


- A Backpack


- Two Rolls of Duct Tape


- Two 20oz Water Bottles // One missing a quarter of water, the other full


- Some Lady Items // (Lets be real, periods don't stop because the zombies come)


- Two AA batteries


Personality:
Melanie has a super sweet personality. She often makes sure that those around her are doing well before she worries about herself. She is a hopeless romantic at heart, and even in the midst of a zombie apocalypse, she still has hope that she will find true love one day. She's a glass half-full kind of gal, and will definitely be in the front lines for making others feel happy. She has dealt with people and the entertainment industry for years now, so she knows how to handle mostly any type of person. She is not ruthless, but she is brave. She will take part in saving others if she can, even if she's not much help.


Background:


Melanie was actually born in South Dakota. She dreamed big as a child, and with her parents pay checks, she was quickly on her way to becoming a star. She left home at the age of 17 to move to New York and begin her career on Broadway. Back home she has two bothers, Mason and Link, and a sister, Louise. She visits home every year for Daddy's birthday, and also comes home for Christmas. She was visiting for her fathers birthday when the outbreak happened. 


(I had the hardest fucking time picking out a face claim. So here's Emma Watson)

 

[idalie]

[Appearance]

Height:
5'1


Weight:


120lbs


Full Name:


Melanie-Rose Wilson


Nickname(s):


MelRose//Mel//Rosie


Age:


25


Previous Occupation:


Broadway Actress


Skills/Strengths:


- Endurance // Melanie trained all of her life to be on Broadway. It takes a lot of athleticism to keep up


- Fast Feet // Being on Broadway requires the ability to dance, therefore, fast feet


- Fist Fighting // Trained in stage fighting, which is basically the same as real fighting...without hitting someone.


Flaws:


- Loud Mouth // Melanie is used to projecting. It will take her a while to remember that she has to keep her voice down or else it'll attract the dead.


- Not So Skilled With Guns // Unfortunately, they don't offer a gun training class for Music Theatre majors. Someone will have to teach her


- Panics In Stressful Situations // She wont be the one taking charge when something happens any time soon.


Weapon(s):


- Her Dad's Axe // Obtained shortly after the first screams were heard


- A Pocket Knife // Obtained long ago from her ex-boyfriend. She kept it on her in case of creeps in New York


Equipment:


- A Backpack


- Two Rolls of Duct Tape


- Two 20oz Water Bottles // One missing a quarter of water, the other full


- Some Lady Items // (Lets be real, periods don't stop because the zombies come)


- Two AA batteries


Personality:
Melanie has a super sweet personality. She often makes sure that those around her are doing well before she worries about herself. She is a hopeless romantic at heart, and even in the midst of a zombie apocalypse, she still has hope that she will find true love one day. She's a glass half-full kind of gal, and will definitely be in the front lines for making others feel happy. She has dealt with people and the entertainment industry for years now, so she knows how to handle mostly any type of person. She is not ruthless, but she is brave. She will take part in saving others if she can, even if she's not much help.


Background:


Melanie was actually born in South Dakota. She dreamed big as a child, and with her parents pay checks, she was quickly on her way to becoming a star. She left home at the age of 17 to move to New York and begin her career on Broadway. Back home she has two bothers, Mason and Link, and a sister, Louise. She visits home every year for Daddy's birthday, and also comes home for Christmas. She was visiting for her fathers birthday when the outbreak happened. 


(I had the hardest fucking time picking out a face claim. So here's Emma Watson)





 

I honestly love it ^^ Its so creative, and Emma Watson is a plus so liek - 
Yas.
Accepted my dude.
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[idalie]

@CkSmalling


Accepted! Loving the character. Realise I should stop using quotation 'cause it fills up space :'))

 

[CkSmalling]

No worries. Glad you liked it. Will add pictures when i get the chance and also add more info. Till then have a nice time. 

 

[kirche]

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Height: 5'10"
Weight: 78 kg


Full Name: Donaghan Hayes


Nickname(s): Don, Donnie


Age: 45


Previous Occupation: Corporate Lawyer


Skills/Strengths:

• Skilled driver - can maneuver vehicles with 2-4 wheels (be it manual or automatic) through even the tightest situations
  
• Strategic thinking - intellectually trained to think ahead
  
• Physical fitness - regularly exercises and hits the gym, so he's pretty okay when it comes to running
  

Flaws:

• Hot-headed - can get easily frustrated
  
• Unskilled with handling weapons - he never thought he would need guns one day
  
• Over-protective of his son and worries about him a lot - self-explanatory
  

Weapon/s:

• His car - runs zombies over
  
• His son's baseball bat - closest thing to a weapon he could find in his car
  

Equipment:

• Auto-mechanic tools and toolbox
  
• His briefcase
  

Personality:

• While Donnie would do anything to keep himself and his son alive, his main priority is always his son. He tends to spoil his son a lot, too, causing the kid to be quite a brat sometimes.
  
• A natural worrier, he's the type of person who would call pessimism "being realistic". This type of thinking, though, pushes him to think past his limits to make sure that everyone would get to safety.
  
• Replaces cuss words with cleaner words when is son is around.
  

Background:


Donnie is a single father, having been divorced when his son was just 2 years old, because of reasons that his (ex-)wife didn't feel the same way about him anymore and she felt like their relationship wasn't working out. Thankfully for him, he won custody over his son. She used to visit them both regularly, until those visits lessened and eventually came to a stop after she remarried.


He and his son are pretty close to each other. In fact, he was picking up his son from baseball practice when the outbreak started.

 

[kirche]

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Height: 5'1"
Weight: 34kg
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Full Name: Alfonse "Alfie" Hayes
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Nickname(s): Alfie
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Age: 12 (with his dad, Donnie)
Previous Occupation: Student
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Skills/Strengths:
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• Had Junior First Aid Training
  
• Track and field runner
  

Flaws:
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• Not necessarily a flaw, but his size could get him killed easily
  
• Also not necessarily a flaw, but his age and (in)experience could also get him killed
  
• He's not that capable in terms of physical strength
  

Weapon(s):
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• The biggest wrench and screwdriver in his dad's tool box
  
• His baseball bat (although mostly used by his dad)
  

Equipment:
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• His backpack
  
• Extra clothes (for himself)
  
• Two bottles of drinking water
  
• A small health kit (band aids, medicines, alcohol, etc.)
  
• Pens in a pencil case
  
• Snacks (candy bars, a bag of chips, some cookies in a ziplock)
  

Personality:
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• Being young, he's fairly naive, but grounded enough that he'd know when something is wrong or when trouble is coming.
  
• He quite enjoys the company of others and likes meeting new people.
  
• He takes a lot from his father when it comes to being a worrier, but not as much.
  

Background:
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Alfie grew up with his mother barely around, until she stopped being around completely. He was sad, but wasn't too broken since he didn't know her much anyway. He's much closer to his dad.
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At school, he hung out mostly with his baseball team. He was in his baseball practice when the outbreak began.
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[Kloudy]

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[FONT= 'Courier New']Height:[/FONT]
6'1"


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167lbs


[FONT= 'Courier New']Full Name:[/FONT]


Kypher Hawthorne


[FONT= 'Courier New']Nickname(s):[/FONT]


"Fucking insane", "psycho" and "goddamn monster". 


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18
 


[FONT= 'Courier New']Previous Occupation:[/FONT]


Annual Russian Knife-Throwing Competitor / Otherwise Unemployed


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Expert knife thrower


Used to do middle weight boxing


A pretty good shot with the hunting rifle


Good stamina and strength


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Mentally unstable (Violent thoughts)


Incapable of empathising with anything or forming connections


 Selfish


Likes to harm things (goes rodent hunting with his dad's rifle, once killed a cat when messing about with his knife throwing)


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Quite a few balanced throwing knives, some small and light some large and heavy.


A large carving knife (from his hunting trips with his dad) 


His dad's hunting rifle


His mind


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A few large water bottles


A leather water canteen


A Swiss Army knife 


A few candy bars


A large backpack


A shit ton of knife holsters placed all around his body


Several boxes of rifle ammunition


A few small mammal hunting traps


Animal bait


Fishing wire and hook


Several water purification pills


[FONT= 'Courier New']Personality:
Crazy doesn't exactly begin to describe how messed up Kypher really is. Sadistic, cruel and immature, he will joke about almost anything - including the dead and other personal stuff. Seemingly knowing no bounds, he has no issue with confrontation and actually enjoys fighting others. Sarcastic and brutally honest, Kypher cares little for how people actually feel and will often lash out violently at those that annoy him. He can't stand romance or cutesy crap and takes great pride in his ability to kill things. Kypher may be a dickhead, a psychopath and a bully, but you can guarantee he will keep you alive if he likes you. [/FONT]


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Growing up in a town in the countryside(near the city in which this takes place), Kypher had a less than proper upbringing during his younger years. After his mother left his father, Kypher was left to be raised by his dad, who was quite possibly the worst influence an impressionable child could have. Teaching his son about his fascination with hunting way earlier than it was appropriate, Kypher latched onto this obsession and made it his own. Soon, after a few years of moving between schools due to violent behaviour, Kypher discovered his father had been going on trips once every year by himself for a week, leaving him in the care of a baby sitter. Eventually, he found out why - his father was the Annual Champion for the Russian Knife-Throwing Competition, defending his title each year. Kypher fell in metaphorical love with this and begged his father to teach him. And so he did and Kypher grew up to eventually succeed his father, much to his dismay and anger. Falling into a drunk depression, Kypher dropped out of school to pursue his new career, gaining sponsership and backing from many wealthy investors in the competition. It was later discovered in the news that Kypher's mother had stumbled upon his father, who was in a drunk rage, and had been murdered by him. Consumed by his own rage now for his father, the one he had looked up to for so long, he went and murdered his father with the hunting rifle they had used to hunt when he was younger. Turning 18, he bought a flat in the city with some of the money from his sponsorships and continued to train his wrist, hand and finger strength along with his perception and reaction speed. And still he never forgot the incident with his parents. To this day he was never caught or convicted for his crime. 

 

[idalie]

@danaisnotreal


@Destructus Kloud


Awesome characters! Accepted )

 

[CkSmalling]

Hope the picture is okay. 


@HumansArentReal

 

[idalie]

Hope the picture is okay. 


@HumansArentReal





 

Looks fine to me )

 

[CkSmalling]

Looks fine to me )

Aaawww you are making me blush

 

[idalie]

Aaawww you are making me blush





 

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[Liquid Stars]

Kavontee Rae Alcaster 


5'6
 


133 Pounds


Rae//K.R//Allie//Vontee//Tee//Vonnie


19 Years Old


Previous Occupation:


Corner Store Cashier


Skills/Strengths: 


Quick thinking- Kavontee, as a mix of childhood lying and working with people who can sometimes drive her crazy, Kavontee learned how to think quickly, whether it was to lie to get out of something or think quickly to find a solution as to why four jars of pickles were broken in the aisle.


Hunting/Good with Weapons- Being a tomboy, Kavontee learned how to slit a throat, harvest organs and identify what meat should be saved and what should be tossed as soon as possible. (of course, this may not be too helpful when there's an apocalypse)


 


Flaws:


1.) Mentally Unstable/Psychopathic- Coming from the typical, cliche, broken home, Kavontee's mother was emotionally abusive, while her father was physically abusive. She learned to hunt partially to learn how to kill her father, though learning to kill an animal, and learning how to kill a human are two different things. 


2.) Not Knowledgeable Regarding Survival- Kavontee knows how to hunt, start a fire, and that's about it. She doesn't have much medical knowledge besides how to unwrap a band-aid. Her education towards survival is one like a mediocre boy-scout camping outside his house, not surviving an apocalypse.  


3.) Emotional- Because her past was a bit rough, Kavontee is used to putting her guard up, and becoming very defensive. She will fight for what she thinks is right, but sometimes her stubbornness and arrogance can leave her with more trouble. 


Weapon(s)


-A pair of scissors broken apart to make two separate blades


-A broken bottle


-A zippo (fire)


-Pepper-Spray


-Emergency gun left for store employees 


Equipment:


-Tons of canned goods from the store


-Bottles of water


-Lighters and paper napkins (to start fires)


-Containers of bottled medicine (ibuprofen, fever reducer, y'know, regular stuff you'll find at a corner store)


-Alcohol (whiskey, vodka and rum)


-A duffel bag (left from lost and found) 


-Can opener


-Scotch Tape


-Multiple packs of Marlboro Blues


Personality:


If you could only use one word to describe Kavontee, it'd be feisty. Fiery, sassy and smart-mouthed, Kavontee learned how to manipulate people to get what she wanted. She liked to cause trouble as well, just to see how others would react. Sometimes sweet, this doesn't mean she doesn't care for others. Learning that life was tough was an early concept, she rarely complained, and rather did something about what was inconveniencing her or others around her. Kavontee does not like being wrong, and rarely listens to others, unless the other individual seems very sure of themselves. Stubborn, arrogant, and hard to cooperate with, Kavontee can sometimes be reasoned with...sometimes. 


Background:


When Kavontee was little, she'd get spanked constantly. When she broke something, when she broke something, when she cried during the ending credits of a movie. Any excuse for her father to hurt her. Her mother would tell her she deserved it. When Kavontee was ten, she made a squirrel trap out of some chicken-wire and twist ties. That is when she first learned that she loved to hunt. When Kavontee was 16, she attempted to kill her father after he had beaten her ass red, after he'd caught her smoking out of her window. When Kavontee failed to kill her father, she ran away. Her parents did not file a missing person's report. They let her go. Kavontee moved far away from her parents and built a life for herself, with no one but herself.


(she did not finish high-school)

 

[idalie]

@Liquid Stars Loving the character! Accepted )

 

[pasta]

ASA WILLIAM PARK
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Name- Asa Park
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Age- Twenty-two
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Gender- Male
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Nicknames- Park
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Previous occupation- A college student, studying to become a surgeon
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Skills/Strengths-
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{His medical background}
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{He's quick to think}
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Flaws-
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{He tends to have a lot of sympathy for others even if they're bad people}
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Weapons-
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AP Pistol with enough ammo to last a week or so if he doesn't have an encounter with too many hoards
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A hammer
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Personality-
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[SIZE= 12px]Asa is a rather cold, and blunt individual, but that doesn't mean he's a bad person all together. He's a rather caring man, but he usually doesn't let that show. He feels it presents him as a weak person which he is far from. He tends to have serious mature views on everything, but he's not afraid to have fun once and awhile. He's able to keep a straight face even while in fear, The apocalypse has played a big price on him... Especially when he witnessed his partner slowly die from a zombie bites as the days went on. It made him see the world differently. He use to see the world as some happy place, but now all he sees, and death. [/SIZE]
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Biography-


Asa's mother was born in Daegu, South Korea while his father was born in Wyoming, US. They both met in Busan, South Korea because their friends set them off. They hit it off right on the first date. Four years after that first date, they got married. Around a year later they had Asa. His father gave him his English name while his mother gave him his Korean name. The family moved to the New York City, two years after August was born. There they had Asa's two younger siblings, Justin and Layla. 


Asa was always top in his classes until high school began. His dad left that summer, and it really screwed with him. He began to become more rebellious. He use to skip school. The teachers knew this, and called his mother in. It made her cry. He use to sneak out at night to go to parties.


There was a point where he realized he needed to go to a good college. He cleaned up his act, and began to focus on school, pushing away all the bad people. He participated in clubs, and  other things like that. He put all effort into his school. One thing still troubled him... His sexuality. He knew he was bisexual, but he couldn't bring himself to tell anyone... His mother especially. She had traditional Korean views... Eventually he told her when he was moved out, and had his own home. She was pretty pissed at first, but eventually after a year or two, she accepted him.


He was in a relationship with someone for a long time. It was was wonderful. The zombie apocalypse happened and it ended not too long ago because the zombies caught up with them. 


Height- 5'11


Weight- 142 pounds

 
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[idalie]

@FairlyLocal Accepted! )

 

[Clairvoyance]

(Faceclaim: Emilie de Ravin)
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Height: 5'7"
 
Weight: 135 Lbs.
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Full Name: Carley Renée Judge
 
Nickname(s): Car, CJ
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Age: 26
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Previous Occupation: She worked part-time at a local restaurant and was a library assistant at the public library.
 
Skills/Strengths:
· She and her sister used to have monthly hiking trips, going somewhere for a weekend to walk trails and climb rock walls. Thanks to this, she has a huge amount of stamina, and can climb pretty damn well.
· Carley has rudimentary knowledge of what plants are and aren't safe to eat. During the hiking trips, she and her sister would try and point out as many deadly or poisonous plants they could - though there were few.
· Car used to do yoga almost every morning, doing positions to improve her posture, balance, and even relieve stress.
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Flaws:
· Despite all the climbing and hiking, she is physically inept, leaving her vulnerable to bigger, stronger people - or things.
· She can be a coward at times, preferring to run away from problems instead of facing them.
· Carley has almost no knowledge of medicine, few survival skills, and has never had any combat experience. She only knows what she's watched on TV shows, like the one with Bear Grylls.
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Weapon(s): A hammer.
 
Equipment:
· A little bit of food, and two bottles of water.
· A hammer.
· A backpack with some clothes, basic toiletries, and a few personal effects.
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*Personality:
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Background: All in all, Carley had a pretty normal life. She was born, she grew up, and she became a typical working woman. She had a sister, Eve, and her parents, Blake and Delaney, who are currently all missing. She isn't sure if they escaped Sioux Falls before things went bad, or if they were turned, but she's trying to remain optimistic.
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*I was hoping I could leave the personality section blank. I often have a hard time pinning down exactly how I want my characters to act until their opening post is written, and I don't to write something that ends up being completely different from how I said she would be.
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[idalie]

@Clairvoyance


Accepted! Welcome to the gang :^))

 

[ONI]

DD

 

[CabalAnomicPotato]

REMNANTS OF MAN, CHARACTER SHEET
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[Appearance]
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Brown hair, short beard, green eyes. He can be seen wearing a brown coat, black slacks, and boots.
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Height: 6:2
 
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Weight: 200
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Full Name:
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Donald Reggie Clark
 
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Nickname(s):
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Donnee
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Age:
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32
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Previous Occupation:
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Mobster 
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Skills/Strengths:
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Gunman: Donnee has been in rough situations, doing what he does, and is either good with guns, or learns to be good with guns
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Maper: Again thanks to his occupation, Donnee has gotten good at mapping places out, having to memorize the layout of the city he serves in, he can have a "feel" of his surroundings quite quickly.
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Smooth criminal: Over the years, Donnee has developed a chill personality and tone that could be considered quite "criminal".
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Negotiation: When Donnee wants something, he isn't quick to give it up, and will often use his chill tone and charming smile to get his way...and if that doesn't work, refer back to skill #1.
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Flaws:
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Drunk: Needless to say, he isn't one to control the bottle.
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Aptaty: You might think this is good, until you realize that his lack of care goes right along with being a mobster, and being a "cold hearted killer" is a trait many mobs look for.
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Stamania: most of his field work includes drive by (shooting) advertising and (gundowns) chart work, and thus physical perfection isn't something he has thought of in recent years.
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Weapon(s):
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Iron pipe (3ft)
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Beretta (loaded, with 9 extra clips)
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Mp5 (loaded, with 2 extra clips)
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Iron knuckles ( note, only used in dire situations)
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Equipment:
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Backpack
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6 Canned food ( 2 corn, 3 baked beans, 1 veggie stew)
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4 bottled waters (1 half full)
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1 canteen
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1 Pepsi 
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Box of matches
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Personality:
As stated before, Donnee can be seen with a laid back, chill attitude, often used to keep situations calm, but his true emotions can often conflict. While at times he can treat his friends like brothers, and his promises as mother nature treats life, His apathy and killer instink can cause him to turn on friends, and keep his fingers crossed and on the trigger. Due to his clash of emotions, he has fallen into fits of depression, dulled (yet worsened) by his achohol addiction. His unstable mood has him labeled by some as "insane", but in reality his physce is well in check...which is considered worse, by others.
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Background:
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Donnee had lived an average childhood, going to public schools, hanging out with friends, and doing other things considered normal by society, but despite what he had, motivation wasn't one of his traits, often only memorizing answers to test, doing an A average, yet having no care for much, he often got into after school fights for the rush of adrinlene. After leaving school at the age of sixteen, and moving to the city for a change of life, he lived in an apartment, worked as a bartender, hung out with a circle of feiends, and lived a boring life. Things changed at the age of 19, when In his bar, a fight broke out between a band of drug dealers and a group of mobsters (he would figure out later, that the drug gang had sold them less for more, and had only been called back so the score could be settled) broke out into a gun fight. Donnee had not felt so exited in his life...he was first sickened by this thought, but then em braced it as he reached for his shogun, and started shooting at one side of the bar (the drug dealers) and killing the men hiding behind the tables. The mobsters then had decided to take Donnee for questions, and when he answered "I was bored", was offered a job that paid three times his salery and involved shooting on a daily bases. Eventually he clime the ranks, holding the title of underboss.
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I quoted and edited it here, because I'm using a tablet.

 

[idalie]

@Lord Shaxx Accepted!


@CabalAnomicPotato Accepted!

 

[Tiny Cosmic]

height: 6'4 (American Measurements)


weight: 150 pounds


name: Alex Mendoza


nickname: YOUR WAIFU


Matches


age: 20


previous occupation: Hacktivist, arsonist, totally not a murderer.


skills: 


"INVENTOR:" this man knows how to do some serious shit. Pipe + plastic explosive + wires + landline = IED, etcetera. 


DEUS VULT: Alex is skilled with the use of blunt weapons, maces, clubs, bats, you name it.


BOOM: Alex derives IMMENSE satisfaction from participating in the wonderful art of blowing shit up.


flaws:


Anti-social: he doesn't really like people, never really has. He's cool with you if you have a similar personality or similar goals, but honestly you'll have a hard time relating to him...


NO MERCY!: Alex isn't one to back down after his foe is wounded. This could get him into some serious trouble with his allies, if the aforementioned doesn't force them out anyways 


Warlike: Alex doesn't believe in diplomacy. If you are gonna try to negotiate over anything more important than basic trade, he's probably gonna bash your face in with a brick before you can get very far. This could potentially cost him his life, and stops him from resolving anything peacefully. If you want what he has, you're gonna die. Sorry.


Weapons:


•a beaten and bloodied old baseball bat 


•homemade mustard gas canisters (2)


•IED's (1)


Equipment:


•gas mask


•hooded leather jacket


•backpack


•Cans of food (3)


•bottles of water (3)


Personality:


Alex is an anarchist. He believes all men are entitled to the right of free speech, regardless of its political correctness, which likely carries over into his vulgar speech patterns and lack of self-control when presented with a possible threat. 


Bio: 


growing up without a mother and an alchoholic father, Alex spent a lot of time on the streets of Long beach, Los Angeles, California. He was what would often be described as a Juvenile delinquent, often being seen rushing through the pale, cracked streets of downtown with a few less than desirable friends doing less desirable things. Apon his 15th birthday, he was inducted into the ranks of his local street gang, which was rare... Y'know... Being a white guy. According to his own testimony, he's been arrested Fourteen times, the severity of each arrest ranging from vandalism to Arsonon on a massive scale. The disease broke out in his hometown, and he figured it'd be best to flee to Sioux Falls, seeking to join the riots and find an answer to the madness, and most importantly, why the White House was just sitting in the corner with its thumb up its ass pretending it wasn't happening.

 

[idalie]

@Tiny Cosmic


I can allow the mustard gas canisters and a gas mask, but does your character possess the required knowledge of what chemistry goes behind it?