Futuristic The Blight [Characters]

[Yang Xiao Long]

The Blight

GIVEN NAME: here

NICKNAME/ALIASES: here

AGE: here

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FACTION(S):
Raider/NSF/Wanderer/Red Mask

PERSONALITY:
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Important Links:

Futuristic - The Blight [Information]

The Blight [Chapter 1: The Calm Between]

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The Blight [A Soldier of the Wasteland]

A Quest running alongside the RP. Feel free to join in, as it may help expand your view of the world.

 

[Shabazz]

Given Name: Samson Phillistine

Nicknames/Aliases:
Nails, Psycho Sam

Age: 41

Equipment:
- Leather Coat
- Rifle
- Nail Gun
- Dagger

Faction: Wanderer

Personality:
Psycho Sam is just as his nickname suggests, a psycho. He shows his schizophrenic tendencies by talking to people that aren't there and hearing his long dead daughter call out to him at night.

He is also a very aggressive man, and will stop at nothing, not even murder, to get what he wants. Best avoid him unless you need something done, or he won't think twice about putting a nail through you.

Bio/History:
About 7 years ago is when Sam was found in the wasteland just outside the great walls that lined the city... wandering... searching. He was brought back to safety, but he was quick to pack his bags and leave once again. This back and forth travelling continues even today. Some say he is addicted to the wastes, others say he really is trying to find someone.

He explained that he lost his 11 year old daughter, Delilah, in the wastes during a bad storm. There's no way she is alive by now, but anyone who tried to talk Sam out of going back to find her was found with a nail in their skull. Sam says that he knows she is alive somewhere, because he can hear Delilah's voice calling out to him at night. Whether this is his schizophrenia acting or something else is beyond any scientist. For now, Sam is permitted to go in and out of the city and trade valuable items he finds in the wasteland for money and supplies.

Additional Character Traits/Flaws:
+ Resilient
+ Vigorous
+ Workaholic
- Schizophrenic
- Hyper Aggressive
- Not Trustworthy

 

[Yang Xiao Long]

Given Name: Samson Phillistine

Nicknames/Aliases:
Nails, Psycho Sam

Age: 41

Equipment:
- Leather Coat
- Rifle
- Nail Gun
- Dagger

Faction: Wanderer

Personality:
Psycho Sam is just as his nickname suggests, a psycho. He shows his schizophrenic tendencies by talking to people that aren't there and hearing his long dead daughter call out to him at night.

He is also a very aggressive man, and will stop at nothing, not even murder, to get what he wants. Best avoid him unless you need something done, or he won't think twice about putting a nail through you.

Bio/History:
About 7 years ago is when Sam was found in the wasteland just outside the great walls that lined the city... wandering... searching. He was brought back to safety, but he was quick to pack his bags and leave once again. This back and forth travelling continues even today. Some say he is addicted to the wastes, others say he really is trying to find someone.

He explained that he lost his 11 year old daughter, Delilah, in the wastes during a bad storm. There's no way she is alive by now, but anyone who tried to talk Sam out of going back to find her was found with a nail in their skull. Sam says that he knows she is alive somewhere, because he can hear Delilah's voice calling out to him at night. Whether this is his schizophrenia acting or something else is beyond any scientist. For now, Sam is permitted to go in and out of the city and trade valuable items he finds in the wasteland for money and supplies.

Additional Character Traits/Flaws:
+ Resilient
+ Vigorous
+ Workaholic
- Schizophrenic
- Hyper Aggressive
- Not Trustworthy

Please see the Discord...

 

[Bang Bang]

GIVEN NAME: Jonathan Low

NICKNAME/ALIASES: Green, Red Devil, J-Lo
AGE: 31

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Equipment/Armor/Clothing Style

FACTION(S):
Ex-Wanderer, Presently sort-of Red Mask

PERSONALITY:

♧ Green, he, well, he's kind of a shit. Really, that's the most likely description you'll get of the guy from folks. He's not 'evil' so to speak, nor malicious enough to be hated in a righteous way, he's just all kinds of selfish and cunning. Always looking out for number-one (that's him, by the way, obviously - other people really can't compare) and ceaselessly full of himself, even without cheating you he can drive you up the wall.
♡Not dead (yet), Green's survived despite being a little shit for good reason: he's excellent at what he does. What does he do? Oh the list would be the kind to hold up in court in the old days: extortion, blackmail, bribery, economic monopolisation, back-stabbing, etc. etc. He's not likeable, but he is smart, and he gets his way well when it comes to money, resources, and not being killed. The later is seriously helped by his handy dandy skills with a gun.
♤ When opportunity presents itself, Green is violent - crazy so, to the point where a fair few folk think he was involved with the Church at some point. When it comes to reaver huntin', he's all out, no holding back, kill as many of the bastards as you can. Of course, he's just as good at holding back and letting others handle the dangerous things... no need to put his valuable self at risk, hmm?
♢ Eloquent, pretentious, well-spoken and snobbish, he's rough around the edges enough not to seem naive and brutal enough not to be mocked.
♧ Something of a sleezey bastard, he usually uses his wealth/power to gets in the pants of fellow refugees.
♡ If there's a softer/kinder side to him, it is buried real deep.
♤ ... Maybe charming in a gutter rat kind of way?
♢ Appears to have few morals and little mercy.
♧ Part dandy, part cutthroat
BIO/HISTORY:

♧ Little baby Johnny was never destined to be much of a saint - his father was a small time car theft and peddler criminal whilst his mother dealt drugs to the local housewives. He had no interest in being one of those 'turn it around stories' - right from the get go, he was taken with the world of side-stepping rules, laws, and any type of restriction. With all the spirit and zeal of a French Libertine, he systematically broke every taboo in the book, getting expelled thrice, spending a year or so in a young offenders facility, and doing god knows what behind even his parents' backs. From the age of fourteen he was running small time gigs with a local group of delinquents.
♡ In college when the Ravers hit, Green had actually 'turned it around' in one sense - he was studying with aims of becoming a politician and playing the role of base sinner through that lovely legitimate role. Unfortunately, come the Reavers, politicians (and college) rather lost their footing. He was quick to get the hell out of dodge when the hicksville town he dwelt in started getting infested. He doesn't tend to talk about what happened there, to his family, or what times then were like.
♤ A Wanderer from the get go, Green worked peddling salvage to those he passed along the way to get by. It was a lifestyle that made him remarkably durable on the outside despite his slight frame and 'dandy' mannerisms. He joined the Red Mask when growing bored of the isolation (and starting to go a little loopy from it).
♢ He actually went ahead of the Red Masks to Pleasanton - though he considers himself still affiliated with them if they should call on him. He took to the commercial realm of the town like a fish to water - no moral scruples, a knack for numbers, and a shrewd business ethic soon had him peddling wares. From there, things continued to expand as he dipped his toes into murkier waters - less salubrious characters were quick to want in on the perks that came with associating with Green, and as such, on the surface he's a hard-bargain driving businessman, but even better known for running the criminal gang termed 'The Green Devils' (named thus for wearing green version of his masks to commit particularly gruesome affairs and the motif that they all must wear something green). They're known for usury, drugs and drug dealing, extortion, and for being a little on the edge. Where pre-Blight gangs might be a little 'gentler', the Green Devils seem to have no boundaries when it comes to what they will and won't do.

ADDITIONAL CHARACTER TRAITS/FLAWS:

⌧ Loudest laugh in the 'verse
⌧ Bit of a pscyho with a gun or, his personal favorite, knuckle dusters
⌧ Rarely to be found 'unguarded' by his lackeys.
⌧ A chronic monologue-fiend and boaster
⌧ Precious about his suit
⌧ Very in your face about his bisexuality

 

[Myxyzptlk]

GIVEN NAME: Rasool Khalil-ur-Rehman

NICKNAME/ALIASES: The Defector, The Strange One.

AGE: 37

FACIAL APPEARANCE:

BODY APPEARANCE:

Lightweight nano-tech armor which allows for protection and mobility, Beige trench coat, leather gloves. Carries a pack of various grenades, a Coil-gun, a Bolt Thrower, Bowie Knife

FACTION(S):
Exile of The Church of The Masters, The Red Mask

PERSONALITY:
- Rasool was born to a family with a heavy islamic influence which has since been lost on him. Rasool is probably best described as a broken defector of the Church of The Masters Will. Being exposed to harsh experimentation with Reaver Serum, Rasool was scarred, destroyed, and mutated into a creature less than human. Fellow Red Mask mercenaries within the same squadron as Rasool are known to describe Rasool by his loyalty and commend him for his reliability on the field and skills with coilguns and usage of bolt throwers.

- This does little to hide the fact that Rasool suffers from his past. It has been noted that Rasool suffers from frequent headaches, though they have not hindered day-to-day activities. At times, Rasool will ramble on delusively about things only seen in mental patients. Shortages in proper healthcare have made it so Rasool cannot seek the correct treatment for these delusions. Among the ramblings Rasool may spurt out random bursts of poetry, philosophical quotes, and random phrases. These erratic behaviors has caused people to coin him as "The Strange One".

BIO/HISTORY:

- Rasool was born to a muslim family in a settlement in modern-day Saudi Arabia. This settlement would possess a fair amount of survivors who withstood the airborne epidemic which caused the Blight, the settlement was now in constant fear of invasions from outside gangs, Reavers, and plagued by famine. Their worries came to a climactic peak when a crusade by The Church of The Masters Will was organized on the settlement in order to convert more peoples to their cause, the islamic families who refused to extinguish their faith for a more sinister one where captured and used for experiments, sacrifices, or outright slaughtered where they stood. The Crusaders would escort the remaining survivors to the present-day United States. A new life had begun for Rasool within the Church where he had become a dedicated church member under brainwashing techniques through the use of barbiturates, LSD, PCP, and a collection of other drug compounds. Being young, under the Church's influence and the success of the brainwashing experiments they were able to use Rasool as a means of experimentation that had seen success in other Churches with the likes of a new serum developed by the Church's monks whom had studied in the monasteries. Word of mouth around the Church had described the new drug as "Reaver Serum" through tales of the results of the serum.



- The rest of the church would soon discover those results. After success with recent patients such as Rasool the Church would soon convert the rest of the Church followers into mutations with the serum. As the Church grew more ambitious they sought to strengthen the serum through more harsh treatments. Many who spoke out were silenced, plenty being known acquaintances of Rasool, after being stripped of his own being Rasool had denounced his membership to the Church and escaped contrary to law. This vital rule that he broke would mean death if he ever chose to return to the Church or were to be captured, Rasool had become an exile of The Church. Countless days in wandering and he had come across a band of Mercenaries who spared and sheltered Rasool. The Band of Mercenaries were on a scouting mission, suffice to say the situation went horrible after an ambush left the mercenaries dead. Rasool survived, following the instructions and final command of their squad leader he delivered a message to an encampment near Pleasonton. As a result of this the Red Mask recruited Rasool into his ranks, supplying him with a clay mold to serve as his mask and badge to show his affiliation with the group.

ADDITIONAL CHARACTER TRAITS/FLAWS:

- Suffers from frequent headaches
- Accurate long-range shooter
- Knowledge of explosives
- Frequently rambles on delusively
- Master Poet?
.

 

[DrBezendrine]

GIVEN NAME: Logan Victor Karths

NICKNAME/ALIASES: Adam, Ace, Ghost

AGE: Late Twenties - Early Thirties

FACIAL APPEARANCE:

BODY APPEARANCE:
Logan exhibits worn military fatigues, seemingly belonging to a long forgotten NSF soldier. The uniform now sports multiple tears, burns, stains, etc. Added on are many handmade bags for ammo and storage, along with some plated pads around his shoulders, elbows, forearms and legs. They appear to have a similar sheen to hard leather with metal.

Draped across his shoulders would be a gillie shemagh that pulls up to cover his mouth as if it were a mask. He also has a backpack, Kar98 sniper rife (wrapped in ghille wrap) and a seemingly self-engineered AR, modeled after the M4A1 carbine. He looks well geared in ever aspect but the carbine.

FACTION(S):
Wanderer, Commonly thought of as an NSF defector named 'Adam' for wearing that man's uniform

PERSONALITY:
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Logan, or 'Adam,' is a very hardened man. Not in any sense 'I'm not afraid of anything!' or desensitized, but he knows far to well how to control those feelings to a point of basically not giving anymore shits while he's alive. The man is a survivor first, then a human second. He will almost always value his life over someone else's due to the amount of shit he ,himself, has went through. No one's gonna kiss your knee when they've broken their ankle. There are special circumstances when it comes to putting someone else before him.

- He especially feels bad for you in that exact moment
- It'll also save his ass/He'll benefit from it afterwards
- They've saved him before/Repaying a debt
- Fuck it, sometimes karma works in your favor

Otherwise, Logan is a very Lone Wolf type of survivor. However, h be better the hates having debts to repay or people to pay off. He is an honest person, just because if he's honest, then if future interactions persist they know he can be trusted. Being trusted equals less chance of getting shot and less chance of getting shot is more time to fuck the untrustworthy over. . . Many times over. Also, he hates other snipers. They are more often than not trying to best him (even if he's not the best) and he detests that so much more than his debt. Bunch of self-absorbed pricks.

BIO/HISTORY:
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When you think of 'Ghost of the Wastelands,' normally that might bring you to avoid a specific area where that name may reside or where that name came to be infamous. Now, let's make it more clear. Logan, or Ghost, or Adam, Ace and perhaps many more names belongs to nowhere. Has no home. No fixed sleeping spot. Just a rifle, his pack, his brain and some annoying girl he picked up along the way. What a life. He is skilled in the use of his rifle and the engineering/repair of other common 'Old World' technology. In fact, he's fascinated by what was left behind 100 or 200 years ago. Which is why his rifle is a Kar98 from the WWII era, seemingly in a very well preserved condition. All that being said, he's fairly deadly with it as well. Earning him the nickname 'Ghost,' he has surprisingly racked up quite a bit of confirmed kills in the ranks of the NSF, also confirming his nickname 'Ghost' as a 'Most Wanted' by their government. His true identity has never been found out, even by the locals that perhaps are working with him. (No one directly knows him as Ghost.)

It was almost as if he was warned, as one day, the Ghost stopped. Adam stopped going to his shooting range. Something felt wrong, and as superstition speaks, it was. [Haha WIP]

ADDITIONAL CHARACTER TRAITS/FLAWS:
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+ Long/Mid Range combat
+ Engineering/Repairs
+ Athletic
- Not very skilled in any other combat
- Has a smart mouth/Loud
- No home/Steady settlement
- Has no sense of adopted families/makeshift relationships
- Selfish
- Technology knowledge is limited

 

[Assailant]

GIVEN NAME: Maxwell Teller

NICKNAME/ALIASES: Max, Rhodey

AGE: 28

FACIAL APPEARANCE:

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BODY APPEARANCE:

(with a robotic right arm)

Carries with him a combat knife and a coilgun pistol. Aside from that, he has a large depository of weapons and equipment back at his base that he will occasionally bring with him on a mission, but he does not have them on him at all times.

FACTION(S):
Red Mask

PERSONALITY:
Max is very confident in his abilities, sometimes to the point of overconfidence. As a result, he has a tendency to rush into battle. Despite this, he is not stupid: he may act brashly, but he still knows his own limits well enough to stick out of an impossible fight. He is immensely crafty. More than one soon-to-be corpse has put him in a trap, only to realize they've fallen into his.

Max is also a very kind soul, seeking to help those in need where he can. Unfortunately, he often requires money for this, merely since a man has to make a living somehow, but when he can spare a moment he will lend his aid.

He likes a good laugh, and has a tendency to not take things seriously. He believes that the world can be far too serious, and he can often be found cracking jokes during missions. Do not mistake this for apathy or a lack of understanding of the situation: he knows full well what he's doing and wants to get it done. But hey, while popping some heads, why not put a smile on a few others?

Max also is constantly looking for a challenge. He doesn't start a fight, but he will try his hardest to get involved in one.

BIO/HISTORY:
For a long time, Max was a wanderer. He lived in a ruined skyscraper far outside the walls of Pleasenton with a large group of other wanderers led by a gang leader, Johnny, who ruled somewhat tyrannically. Max would venture into the walls to complete contracts to try to pay off his debt to the leader, although in the end, he always hoped he might one day off him and free everyone.

After a botched mission from his contact Jackson involving the NSF, he lost his right arm and ended up getting it replaced by a metal one. He had snuck out from the tower to partake in the mission, and his time in the hospital made it inevitable that Johnny would find out, so he was forced to stay in the city. His friend, Jane, kept in contact and let him know how things were going. He found solace with the Red Mask Mercs, and eventually made enough money to return to the tower and pay his way out of debt, with a bonus to compensate for his desertion. He also furthered his assassination and combat skills, mastering martial arts and free-running.

He lives in the tower still, searching for financial opportunity both in and out of the city, and hopes to buy Jane's freedom and one day liberate the tower.

ADDITIONAL CHARACTER TRAITS/FLAWS:
Brash
Personable/Irritating (depending on who you ask)
Crafty
Can come across as apathetic
Kind
Persistent

 

[Nothingness]

GIVEN NAME: Sakamoto Yoshimitsu
NICKNAME/ALIASES: Grim, Raven, Phantom, Frozen Lotus
AGE: 28
FACIAL APPEARANCE:

BODY APPEARANCE:

Equipment/Armor/Clothing Style
✧ An old oriental style sword sheathed at his right hip most of the time. Blades that extend from both of his arms backwards up his arm, blades that are also hidden at the heel of his boots that extend forward only when he kicks forward with enough force to trigger them. He also carries two coilgun pistols that are his most commonly used weapons.

✧ Scavenged from many raiders who had been KIA due to Reavers or any other possible reason for their deaths, he gathered pieces for a small chest piece, gauntlets and boots. The blades that extend from the arm and the hidden ones in the boots came with his scavenging. Although their mechanics don't work as well as when they were first manufactured, it gives him enough protection for his liking.

✧ Aside from the clothing that he wears underneath the bits of armor that he had scavenged from dead Raiders that consists of an all black silk fabric that resembles closely to Shihakushō aside from the fact that his is much thinner to allow him easier mobility without it catching onto anything. He also wears a large ragged brown cloak that buttons on the side enough to cover the lower half of his face, it is large enough that it can end up covering over his entire body only to barely reveal his feet. On his head he wears what appears to be known as a kasa however rather than made of the usual straw material, it is made out of metal pieces from scattered pieces of debris due to fighting between factions. Using high amounts of heat wherever he can possibly come to find it whether it be from malfunctioning machines that had high amounts of spark coming from them or engines that still had some juice to them, he was able to weld the pieces together to make himself a comfortable hat that keeps his face mostly covered and avoid any burns from the sun by sewing some cloth of old clothing to bottom of it. Although he tends to rarely ever do so, the edges of the kasa is dangerously sharp that allow him to be able to cut through things with it as well.

FACTION(S):
Wanderer

PERSONALITY:
Sakamoto can be quite known to be a rather quiet person and at times whenever he does speak to people, he can even be thought of as cold hearted due to how he doesn't show much care in his own words. Although truth be told would be that even if he sounds the way he does, he actually does care for what he says to others and most of the time the way he speaks he does not fully realize what he says and how it affects others around him. When it comes to helping out others though, he doesn't seem to waste any time to go off and help without really asking for much of a reward even if it might be just for a place to stay for a night. Sakamoto tends to have a slight bit of a trust issue when it comes to meeting new people yet he will help anyone in need.

Even when in dire situations, he tends to be able to keep his cool and remain focused on his goal ahead of him. Whenever Sakamoto finds something on his travels that he had never seen before or if anything might be in the slightest bit of working order, he enjoys to tinker and scavenge for supplies as much as he possibly can yet will not be selfish enough not to share with others around him including with animals if it comes to food. His main concern when it comes to protecting anyone or anything though will always come down to his falcon companion known as Nori.

BIO/HISTORY:
Born into a small home and raised by only a father since his mother had died during the time of giving birth to him, Sakamoto had lived a life of mainly all struggle from the beginning of having his father practically blame him for his mother's death and stating that it was his fault for her not being there ever again to the idea that his father did not raise him whatsoever, causing him to be a bit awkward when it came to meeting others. At school, he would always end up saying things either to the teacher that would get him in trouble or to other students that had gotten him into fights that he could've easily avoided; because of that, he would almost always come home completely bruised up from head to toe. The only reason he had ever been patched up by his father every time was just the fact that his father knew well enough that his mother would never approve of letting her only son stay bruised up like that forever without some sort of care.

It hadn't been till Sakamoto had reached his junior teenage years that had came to finally decide that it was about time that he found some sort of way to protect himself if his father was going to be that way. Applying to small jobs one after another and being laid off if not fired due to how he spoke. Eventually he ended up saving enough money to sign up for martial arts where he learned a bit more compassion, tranquility, kindness, and how to mediate. Although he had all this, with how he was raised during his entire childhood, he could not get rid of how he spoke to people but yet now he was a bit more aware of others and attempted to try and not mean what he says even if he did speak it out loud.
It had only been a few years passing when the sudden strange virus known as The Blight started to affect plants all around the globe. Noticing the strange change in everything rather soon, Sakamoto was able to prepare himself and care for his own body to avoid anything going wrong; yet his father refused to listen to anything his son had to say due to the hatred that still welled within him.

Years continued to go by and soon enough, the father had started to become terribly ill at first. Soon following, his skin and eyes started to even change in the process and finally turning him into some kind of mutated creature thing that attacked Sakamoto one night after returning home from his classes. With his training by this point already mastered, he was able to take down his mutated father with the slightest bit of ease. Looking up in the news to see that these mutated creatures were starting to form all over the globe. So rather than deciding to stay at his home alone and possibly in the biggest danger, he left his home with his father's pet falcon that he trained for hunting over the years and his grandfather's katana that his own father kept in perfect condition.

Over the years as he traveled along in the wilderness of this new world, he had come to find many new things that had been formed in the world from factions to small towns and not to mention many more dangers due to these new mutated beings that were once humans.
On his travels, he was able to end up coming across an old run down motorcycle that had been no longer in any working order; yet he still pushed it somewhere as safe as he could find just to work on it. Knowing enough through his years of school since some of his professors were obsessed when it came to fixing cars and motorcycles that they constantly spoke about it or used it to compare things, it didn't take long for him to be able to fix up the vehicle for his own personal use to get around the land quicker.

ADDITIONAL CHARACTER TRAITS/FLAWS:
☑ Master martial artist
☑ Artist
☑ Musician
☑ Calm during stressful situations
☑ Chef
☑ Crafty
☑ Technologically smart
☑ Slight mechanic
⌦ Socially awkward
⌦ Slightly callous
⌦ Gullible
⌦ Practical

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[Violetti]

GIVEN NAME: Nikita Elms

NICKNAME/ALIASES: Lamb

AGE: 27

FACIAL & BODY APPEARANCE:

Equipment/Armor/Clothing Style
Armor: Nikita is generally wearing earthy tone military grade clothing. A ragged fabric wraps around her neck and acts as a hood or hijab at times. Leather finger gloves, knee pads, and combat boots are her go-to accessories.

Equipment: Binoculars, thermometer, multi-tool knife, water canteen, flashlight, compass, scope&laser range finder, SR25 sniper rifle

FACTION(S):
Raider

PERSONALITY:
Nikita has a very daring and prideful personality, often placing herself above others. Feigning politeness and consideration is something she might do in order to get into someone's favor. A deceptive and conniving woman, you shouldn't trust her with your life. Nikita trusts nobody completely other than her partner Kai Evans. You won't catch her putting her own life on the line for anyone but him. The woman is also quite the flirt, taking joy in teasing others. You could also say she's a fan of dark humor, but keeps an optimistic outlook on life. It's rare to find Nikita without a grin on her face. Danger laps at this woman's heels, and she relishes in it. She's the type of woman that likes to play with her prey before devouring it. She also doesn't fancy being left out of important missions.

During battle, Nikita has excellent marksmanship and her knife throwing skills are unbelievably accurate. Ranged combat is where this woman excels the most at. A perceptive individual, Nikita has a bit of a photographic memory, mapping locations and objects within her mind with ease. Any words, faces, names, she appears to retain the information to near perfection. However, she isn't the best at calculating and forming plans as good as her partner Kai. Every battle is seen as a game to her, and although she carries out orders nicely, when by herself she can become reckless. Sometimes this can end fortunately or poorly for her.

BIO/HISTORY:

Before the outbreak, Nikita was an assassin for hire, working alongside her partner Kai Evans. You could say, before that even, that the woman was the daughter of a wealthy European businessman. A businessman who ran an illegal weapons cartel. She was already quite skilled in using handguns and Muay Thai by the age of 18. She met Kai on one of her business trips when she was 15, as she was following in her father's footsteps and learning the trade. Her family often supplied Kai's family with weapons necessary to carry out their own business. It wasn't until this very fateful encounter that things began to turn within her mind. Spending more and more time with Kai, who was training to become a professional assassin, Nikita grew an interest to the profession.

Before long, Nikita was training alongside Kai. The two became inseparable, often challenging one another to who could perform certain tasks better. They ended up as assassinating partners, and continue to be so even after the outbreak. Only this time, for their own selfish desires.

ADDITIONAL CHARACTER TRAITS/FLAWS:
-Enjoys riddles and word play
-Playful
-Has abs (Yes, I did feel the need to add this don't judge me!)
-Was an Olympic swimmer before her days as an assassin
-Imaginative
-Deceptive
-Promiscuous at times
-Overly confident
-Distrustful
-Abrasive at times
-Dauntless
-Loves cashews

 

[DVationz]

GIVEN NAME: Kai Evans

NICKNAME/ALIASES: Wolf

AGE: 28

FACIAL APPEARANCE:

EQUIPMENT/ARMOR/CLOTHING STYLE:

Combat Suit (Currently the mask is the only functional piece.)

Equipment:
Combat Suit (Construction In Progress) - Kai's Combat Suit is built with light materials that retain the same defensive capabilities while providing easier and faster movement. It is colored in all black for stealth purposes. The helmet is installed with a custom personal voice altering unit to make Kai's voice deeper and more growling in tone. Currently, due to not being fully constructed, Kai only possesses the helmet piece.

MK-1 Rail Sniper - Kai possesses a rail gun sniper rifle that fires armor piercing rounds and normal rounds. Due to being a rail gun, it is extremely accurate up to about 3km or 3000 meters.

MK-1 Rail Pistol - Kai possesses two rail gun pistols that he uses in medium and short ranges. They're reliable and effective, and Kai never leaves the confines of the wall without them.

Custom Altered Machetes - Kai has custom crafted a pair of machetes into more short sword-like blades. He seldom uses them, preferring hand to hand combat, but he will not hesitate to use them against Reavers or other dangers that make hand to hand combat a less viable option.

FACTION(S):
Raider

PERSONALITY:
Kai is adaptable and alert. In most cases he's the plan maker, although his plans often remain vague. Trained as a close combat and sniper specialist, he's more of an fighter than a talker. His attention to detail is impeccable, being able to spot details that most other trained professionals even miss. He keeps a calm attitude as well as being confident and disciplined. He makes it a point to end encounters quickly and efficiently.

When on the job, Kai is focused, even when he seems to be distracted. His loyalty resides only with his partner, Nikita, or those he's been ordered to work with. His outlook on life is cynical, often times making remarks about imminent death for him and his companions, regardless of the situation. When on search and destroy missions he is predatory, relentlessly and brutally finishing his targets.



BIO/HISTORY:
Before the outbreak, Kai was an assassin for hire, working with his partner Nikita. Long before that however, he was merely an apprentice to his father. His father was a well known assassin, often traveling around the world for his job. Being trained by his father, he was nearly an expert in hand to hand combat by 15 and a proficient marksman by age 18. Kai met Nikita while working a job with his father. They often purchased equipment from her family's business, so they had frequent contact. By this time, his mind had already been attuned to murder to a point that socializing with anyone except her was near impossible. As time progressed and Nikita being around more and more often, he retained some of his humanity, enough to function while still being a killer through and through.

Before he realized, Nikita was training alongside him. They two became inseparable, Kai often challenging her to who could best the other in various skills. They ended up as assassination partners, and still are despite the outbreak. Now however, Kai only watches out for two people. Nikita and himself.

ADDITIONAL CHARACTER TRAITS/FLAWS:
+Performs maintenance on Nikita and his weapons daily
+Enjoys reading tragedies
+Is willing to spar with others
-Not fond of others
-Not a good socializer
-Excessively Reckless

 

[just hannah]

GIVEN NAME: here

NICKNAME/ALIASES: Hollyn “Holly, Holls” Staggs

AGE: 40 years old

FACIAL APPEARANCE:

Hollyn carries whatever weaponry she can find. That ranges from firearms to knives or even something blunt she can hit someone with. One can’t be too careful anymore, and her normal attire is armored yet made to blend in.

FACTION(S):
Wanderer

PERSONALITY:
Hollyn, or Holly as anyone who would consider her to be a friend would call her, used to be such a lively spirit. Warm, friendly, passionate - she was ambitious. Life came and smacked her across the face quickly. She doesn’t like to be dependent on anyone, and Hollyn keeps a hard exterior between her and the rest of the world. Suddenly everyone is an enemy. Blunt and sounding occasionally rude, she’s become straight forward and isn’t afraid to just plain ignore someone. She isn’t looking for friends or enemies really. All of that warmth and joy had been soaked up and now all that’s left is a hollow and broken human who just wants to live and then die. That passion was lost a long time ago.

All of the ones who could have attested for Hollyn’s shift in behavior are deceased. She was positive, patient, and any time she smiled it was big and meaningful. Children have and always will be a weakness of hers. Innocence, what’s left of it, lies in children. Holly used to long for a family of her own however she’s afraid of creating something the world would take from her. Not again. Women still aren’t regarded as the strongest but she tries, and as stubborn as Holly is she’ll inevitably admit when she needs help even if it takes a good beating for her to admit it. Even after so many years she gets flustered easily, and cheesy jokes used to be her favorites. Hollyn claims that she died and was reborn - that she will never be the same.

BIO/HISTORY:
Hollyn is too young to remember what life was like before the Blight, but her father - being the natural born storyteller he was - made up for that. She lived inside the Southern Residential District until age 22. There, she lived with her father, Oliver Staggs, who worked for and helped lead the Pleasanton Militia, and her mother, Julia Staggs, and her brother Richard Staggs. Being the youngest, as her brother was five years older than her, meant Holly was the main member being protected in the family. Richard never left her side and was most definitely her best friend, however his overpowering possessiveness of her was suffocating. She was independent even from a young age, but she was the light of positivity in her family’s life. That is - until the NSF had a nasty battle nearby with a group of Raiders.

At age 17, when her father and mother had been out in the Commercial District, a fight broke out. Many civilians were caught in the crossfire and Oliver and Julia Staggs were killed in the process, leaving a young 22-year-old Richard to care for his 17-year-old sister. They became Wanderers where Richard did his best to protect Hollyn but also teach her how to fend for her own. He always told her - “I will not be around forever, and I don’t want to go until I know you’re gonna be just fine without me”. However, it wasn’t until she was 22 that they even left the Southern District. Two years later, Holly is holding her dying brother in her arms. Their time as Wanderers had hardened both siblings and now she was alone. Holly became bitter about it, and she took various odd jobs or simply stole to get by. She has no interest in joining any group, even the Militia, where a few members still remember Oliver Staggs and his family.

ADDITIONAL CHARACTER TRAITS/FLAWS:
This woman lives off of her talent of improvisation. She doesn’t always have a plan, in fact nowadays she seems to prefer to go without one, and one way or another Holly will make her way out of a sticky situation. She’s stubborn to a fault, and will hold a grudge for as long as there is air in her lungs, and even with a weapon pointed at her head she will not admit defeat. After losing her last family member, one that was her rock throughout her life, Hollyn has become so reckless it’s amazing she’s even alive. It’s as if she doesn’t care about her own well-being anymore and it’s scary. She’s impatient and absolutely hates waiting longer than a minute, but just as easily as she’s frustrated she’s holding back amusement. It’s easy to make her laugh but Holly likes to keep her cold exterior. It’s safe to say she can hold her own quite well with any weapon you give her, but she’s no expert on one in particular. Just whatever happens to come her way.