Dogehawk
The Gook
I am in love with your characters!!! So excited to see where you'll take em next!HamSammich said:
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HamSammich
Junior Member
Oh my gosh thank you!! This is only like, my 3rd RP so I'm trying pretty hard haha. Trying to wait a few posts before I post again is hard because I think I can create a pretty cool storyDogehawk said:I am in love with your characters!!! So excited to see where you'll take em next!
I think the way you write Nathan is pretty freaking awesome! We'll have to meet up in the future 
HamSammich
Junior Member
Don't let this rp die! It has the potential for such greatness (:
Dogehawk
The Gook
OF COURSE! And honestly I you're doing pretty damn wellHamSammich said:Oh my gosh thank you!! This is only like, my 3rd RP so I'm trying pretty hard haha. Trying to wait a few posts before I post again is hard because I think I can create a pretty cool story
! Hahah I'm really glad you think so >\\\< I like creating a unique writing style for every character, it showcases their personality a lot more in a subtle way
Space Race
Anus
OKAYYY I'm back after that week of nothingness, I apologize for the uh, long wait but Ill catch up with you guys as soon as I can. Lithium and I were busy this week (I know him irl) BUT TRUST ME the rp isnt dead we were talking about it all week~
Space Race
Anus
Sorry, took a while cuz I was waiting for the right moment to make Roy meet Callie and Nathan
Sunzu
Genuinely braindead.
Name: Alexander Wilhelm
Age: 30
Picture (realism): (Still Trying to Find One)
Location(Could be on the map, or even another state): Outside of the Military Base, near a gas station.
Bio (Who you are/personality, Likes or dislikes, Any physical disorders, etc): Alexander Wilhelm is very social at times, but prefers to be a loner.
Background (Your past and How you got here, etc): Alexander lived in the zombie infested city before it was zombie infested. He enjoyed his work at a weapons manufacturer. Whenever the zombies arrived, he stole an AR15, and ran. He holed up inside of a gas station outside of the military base.
Weapon(s): Compact AR15 Assault Rifle, Hunting Knife.
Skills (Medical skills, Blade skills, etc): Very accurate with guns, relatively good at medicine, good survival skills, good knife skills.
Other(Anything relevant you want to add):
Age: 30
Picture (realism): (Still Trying to Find One)
Location(Could be on the map, or even another state): Outside of the Military Base, near a gas station.
Bio (Who you are/personality, Likes or dislikes, Any physical disorders, etc): Alexander Wilhelm is very social at times, but prefers to be a loner.
Background (Your past and How you got here, etc): Alexander lived in the zombie infested city before it was zombie infested. He enjoyed his work at a weapons manufacturer. Whenever the zombies arrived, he stole an AR15, and ran. He holed up inside of a gas station outside of the military base.
Weapon(s): Compact AR15 Assault Rifle, Hunting Knife.
Skills (Medical skills, Blade skills, etc): Very accurate with guns, relatively good at medicine, good survival skills, good knife skills.
Other(Anything relevant you want to add):
Lithium
Fetus
[QUOTE="Invalid User]Name: Alexander Wilhelm
Age: 30
Picture (realism): (Still Trying to Find One)
Location(Could be on the map, or even another state): Outside of the Military Base, near a gas station.
Bio (Who you are/personality, Likes or dislikes, Any physical disorders, etc): Alexander Wilhelm is very social at times, but prefers to be a loner.
Background (Your past and How you got here, etc): Alexander lived in the zombie infested city before it was zombie infested. He enjoyed his work at a weapons manufacturer. Whenever the zombies arrived, he stole an AR15, and ran. He holed up inside of a gas station outside of the military base.
Weapon(s): Compact AR15 Assault Rifle, Hunting Knife.
Skills (Medical skills, Blade skills, etc): Very accurate with guns, relatively good at medicine, good survival skills, good knife skills.
Other(Anything relevant you want to add):
[/QUOTE]
Sorry, but we're really not looking for anymore skilled military men, we've already got two and a cop this thing just started. Youre free to create someone else though.
Age: 30
Picture (realism): (Still Trying to Find One)
Location(Could be on the map, or even another state): Outside of the Military Base, near a gas station.
Bio (Who you are/personality, Likes or dislikes, Any physical disorders, etc): Alexander Wilhelm is very social at times, but prefers to be a loner.
Background (Your past and How you got here, etc): Alexander lived in the zombie infested city before it was zombie infested. He enjoyed his work at a weapons manufacturer. Whenever the zombies arrived, he stole an AR15, and ran. He holed up inside of a gas station outside of the military base.
Weapon(s): Compact AR15 Assault Rifle, Hunting Knife.
Skills (Medical skills, Blade skills, etc): Very accurate with guns, relatively good at medicine, good survival skills, good knife skills.
Other(Anything relevant you want to add):
[/QUOTE]
Sorry, but we're really not looking for anymore skilled military men, we've already got two and a cop this thing just started. Youre free to create someone else though.
Sunzu
Genuinely braindead.
Alright. I'll make someone else, but can I keep my AR15?Lithium said:
Lithium
Fetus
[QUOTE="Invalid User]Alright. I'll make someone else, but can I keep my AR15?
[/QUOTE]
I have no problem with you eventually finding one, but we really wanted to make where most people don't start off with good weapons except for a select few, so everyones not just running around gun toting, but instead using more practical weapons, like wrenches, crow bars, knives, bats etc
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I have no problem with you eventually finding one, but we really wanted to make where most people don't start off with good weapons except for a select few, so everyones not just running around gun toting, but instead using more practical weapons, like wrenches, crow bars, knives, bats etc
Sunzu
Genuinely braindead.
Alright. I'll nerf my character.Lithium said:
Sunzu
Genuinely braindead.
Name: Alexander Wilhelm
Age: 30
Picture (realism): (Still Trying to Find One)
Location(Could be on the map, or even another state): Outside of the Military Base, near a gas station.
Bio (Who you are/personality, Likes or dislikes, Any physical disorders, etc): Alexander Wilhelm is very social at times, but prefers to be a loner.
Background (Your past and How you got here, etc): Alexander lived in the zombie infested city before it was zombie infested. He enjoyed his work at a weapons manufacturer. Whenever the zombies arrived, everything changed, he grabbed his baseball bat and began trying to bash zombie's heads in.
Weapon(s): Reinforced Baseball Bat (You know, to smash off heads with.)
Skills (Medical skills, Blade skills, etc): Good at bashing heads in, good doctor.
Age: 30
Picture (realism): (Still Trying to Find One)
Location(Could be on the map, or even another state): Outside of the Military Base, near a gas station.
Bio (Who you are/personality, Likes or dislikes, Any physical disorders, etc): Alexander Wilhelm is very social at times, but prefers to be a loner.
Background (Your past and How you got here, etc): Alexander lived in the zombie infested city before it was zombie infested. He enjoyed his work at a weapons manufacturer. Whenever the zombies arrived, everything changed, he grabbed his baseball bat and began trying to bash zombie's heads in.
Weapon(s): Reinforced Baseball Bat (You know, to smash off heads with.)
Skills (Medical skills, Blade skills, etc): Good at bashing heads in, good doctor.
Lithium
Fetus
[QUOTE="Invalid User]Name: Alexander Wilhelm
Age: 30
Picture (realism): (Still Trying to Find One)
Location(Could be on the map, or even another state): Outside of the Military Base, near a gas station.
Bio (Who you are/personality, Likes or dislikes, Any physical disorders, etc): Alexander Wilhelm is very social at times, but prefers to be a loner.
Background (Your past and How you got here, etc): Alexander lived in the zombie infested city before it was zombie infested. He enjoyed his work at a weapons manufacturer. Whenever the zombies arrived, everything changed, he grabbed his baseball bat and began trying to bash zombie's heads in.
Weapon(s): Reinforced Baseball Bat (You know, to smash off heads with.)
Skills (Medical skills, Blade skills, etc): Good at bashing heads in, good doctor.
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alright you can post it in the character profiles tab and post now
Age: 30
Picture (realism): (Still Trying to Find One)
Location(Could be on the map, or even another state): Outside of the Military Base, near a gas station.
Bio (Who you are/personality, Likes or dislikes, Any physical disorders, etc): Alexander Wilhelm is very social at times, but prefers to be a loner.
Background (Your past and How you got here, etc): Alexander lived in the zombie infested city before it was zombie infested. He enjoyed his work at a weapons manufacturer. Whenever the zombies arrived, everything changed, he grabbed his baseball bat and began trying to bash zombie's heads in.
Weapon(s): Reinforced Baseball Bat (You know, to smash off heads with.)
Skills (Medical skills, Blade skills, etc): Good at bashing heads in, good doctor.
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alright you can post it in the character profiles tab and post now
jole875
Veni Vidi Vici
Name
Charlie Joseph Smith
Age
27
Picture (realism):
Location
Bio
Charlie was born in rural Tennessee with two brothers and two sisters, and Charlie was the youngest. From a young age he took a big fascination in aviation, and when he turned eighteen he enlisted in the Air Force, but it wasn't until he was twenty four that he was able to fly. Among the jet pilots he was one of the best, not because he had reflexes or smarts, but because it was natural for him.
He has a literal HATE for anything to do with chinese or russian people. He doesn't give a half shit, he will blow someones head clean off if they seem like a communist.
Because of what happened to him and his friends, he can easily be classified as a paranoid schizophrenic.
Background
At one time Charlie and four of his friends all stayed together at their cabin. One day while fishing as always, a couple orientals came walking down the path from the road dressed in regular clothes. To Charlie it could be an update on what was happening, until they began shooting at Charlie and his friends. Charlie and his friends were trained killers, but they weren't prepared for a bunch of crazies. In the chaos Charlie watched as all of his friends were killed. Over the course of a week he hunted the killers down and killed them, brutishly. Up to now he refers to zombies as communists and anyone else as communist sympathizers until proven democratic.
Weapon(s)
22 Caliber Hunting Rifle
P99 Pistol
Wood chopping axe
Skills
Exceptional Aviation Skills, Good Hunter, One Tough Mutha, Strong as an Ox, he can clean a wound and treat it but anything bigger than a large cut is beyond him. Excellent fisherman.
Other
There is a shed behind his cabin, with several large locks on it. Inside is P-51 Mustang with a damaged left wing, along with the damaged plane is a inground fuel tank filled with plane fuel for the P-51, not compatible with most modern planes though.
(This was the project for when he and his buddies were off base since they lived together, he would need to raid the military base to get the components to fix the plane)
Lithium
Fetus
-blows brains out-jole875 said:
Name
Charlie Joseph Smith
Age
27
Picture (realism):
Location
Bio
Charlie was born in rural Tennessee with two brothers and two sisters, and Charlie was the youngest. From a young age he took a big fascination in aviation, and when he turned eighteen he enlisted in the Air Force, but it wasn't until he was twenty four that he was able to fly. Among the jet pilots he was one of the best, not because he had reflexes or smarts, but because it was natural for him.
He has a literal HATE for anything to do with chinese or russian people. He doesn't give a half shit, he will blow someones head clean off if they seem like a communist.
Because of what happened to him and his friends, he can easily be classified as a paranoid schizophrenic.
Background
At one time Charlie and four of his friends all stayed together at their cabin. One day while fishing as always, a couple orientals came walking down the path from the road dressed in regular clothes. To Charlie it could be an update on what was happening, until they began shooting at Charlie and his friends. Charlie and his friends were trained killers, but they weren't prepared for a bunch of crazies. In the chaos Charlie watched as all of his friends were killed. Over the course of a week he hunted the killers down and killed them, brutishly. Up to now he refers to zombies as communists and anyone else as communist sympathizers until proven democratic.
Weapon(s)
22 Caliber Hunting Rifle
P99 Pistol
Wood chopping axe
Skills
Exceptional Aviation Skills, Good Hunter, One Tough Mutha, Strong as an Ox, he can clean a wound and treat it but anything bigger than a large cut is beyond him. Excellent fisherman.
Other
There is a shed behind his cabin, with several large locks on it. Inside is P-51 Mustang with a damaged left wing, along with the damaged plane is a inground fuel tank filled with plane fuel for the P-51, not compatible with most modern planes though.
(This was the project for when he and his buddies were off base since they lived together, he would need to raid the military base to get the components to fix the plane)
HamSammich
Junior Member
Its not your fault honjole875 said:
We had just previously stated that we have A LOT of military personnel in the RP anyway so its not really fair if everyone came from base, with a bunch of guns and a plane (Cool idea by the way). So your character might be a little too well off.I suggest maybe a civilian.
Sunzu
Genuinely braindead.
Does anyone want to have our characters meet or something?
Lithium
Fetus
What sammich said. It wasn't really directed at you, its just this is the third character in a row who was like a military vetjole875 said:
jole875
Veni Vidi Vici
Well I probably didn't make it apparent enough but he would be more like an engineer and wouldn't really be a soldier.
Google Arcaso
New Member
Name: John Carlo
Age: 17
Picture:
Location: Dumfries, near Quantico Creek
Bio: John is a diligent person, always checking if he has made a mistake. He does his jobs swiftly and silently, he does not get distracted easily from his set goal. He is surprisingly honest, considering his background. He is not very educated, but he could speak proper English. When he first meets you, he will just keep silent, he is shy. But the more you are together with him, he will start warming up on you, and start talking to you. He is very loyal to those who are close to him and tells them all his problems. He is no stranger to violence and he will use anything necessary to complete his job. John was a criminal before everything happened. But he didn't do it for personal gain, he did it to help his family survive in the cold, hard reality.
Background: The day on the outbreak, John was planning on stealing the bank. He was just outside the bank, blending in with the people around him, waiting for the opportunity to strike. He was hiding a desert eagle in his suit, he was about to take it out, put on his mask, shoot the guard in the head, and rush inside the bank. He never killed before, but there is always a first time for everything.
Just when he was about to do it, he heard a scream, following a thud, behind him. He turned around to see people running everywhere, with one woman laying on top of a body of a man. If a person would have walked into the scene, he would not have known what the body was, it was pink, it was disgusting, and it was covered in blood. The woman, a.k.a the thing, stood up covered in the man's blood, it looked at John, it's next meal, directly in the eyes, the criminal froze, he saw the thing's cold, dead eyes. He was scared for his life. Just when the woman was about to tackle John to the ground, the guard he saw earlier, started shooting the woman. But it wouldn't die, it just kept standing back up every time it was shot down, and every time it got angrier. When the guard ran out of bullets, the woman charged at the guard and ate him to shreds. John took out his Desert Eagle, he only had one mag, which had one bullet left, he shot the woman dead in the head and it died.
It was no time to celebrate, he could hear the sirens of the police, and he did not want to be blamed for the three deaths of the people around him. So he decided to do what a regualar person would have done and made a bolt for it. He ran to the nearest house that had an open door and stayed there. After awhile, he looked outside the window, to see if things have calmed down, it didn't. In fact, it got much worse. More of the cannibals, as John decided to call them, started appearing and eating anyone who was in the wrong place, at the wrong time.
He called his family, time and time again, but nobody would answer. He just hoped that they were safe and away from the cannibals. He waited until night, to go out of the house, so he would not be seen. When it was just dark out, he went outside and stealthily went back to his apartment, it would take about an hour or so, before he reached his apartment. On his way there, he did not meet anyone. It was so silent, it felt unreal. When he reached his house, there was nobody in it. It was empty, literally empty, it looked like someone raided the place. He stayed for 2 months leaving off of the food around his neighborhood. He also kept a large kitchen knife to keep with him, just in case he met one of the cannibals. He wears a mask so no one will know his identity and start shooting and blaming him for the deaths of the innocents on the day of the bank.
Weapon(s): Desert Eagle(EMPTY), a Kitchen Knife.
Skills: He is very accurate with a gun, he is quick and stealthy.
Age: 17
Picture:
Location: Dumfries, near Quantico Creek
Bio: John is a diligent person, always checking if he has made a mistake. He does his jobs swiftly and silently, he does not get distracted easily from his set goal. He is surprisingly honest, considering his background. He is not very educated, but he could speak proper English. When he first meets you, he will just keep silent, he is shy. But the more you are together with him, he will start warming up on you, and start talking to you. He is very loyal to those who are close to him and tells them all his problems. He is no stranger to violence and he will use anything necessary to complete his job. John was a criminal before everything happened. But he didn't do it for personal gain, he did it to help his family survive in the cold, hard reality.
Background: The day on the outbreak, John was planning on stealing the bank. He was just outside the bank, blending in with the people around him, waiting for the opportunity to strike. He was hiding a desert eagle in his suit, he was about to take it out, put on his mask, shoot the guard in the head, and rush inside the bank. He never killed before, but there is always a first time for everything.
Just when he was about to do it, he heard a scream, following a thud, behind him. He turned around to see people running everywhere, with one woman laying on top of a body of a man. If a person would have walked into the scene, he would not have known what the body was, it was pink, it was disgusting, and it was covered in blood. The woman, a.k.a the thing, stood up covered in the man's blood, it looked at John, it's next meal, directly in the eyes, the criminal froze, he saw the thing's cold, dead eyes. He was scared for his life. Just when the woman was about to tackle John to the ground, the guard he saw earlier, started shooting the woman. But it wouldn't die, it just kept standing back up every time it was shot down, and every time it got angrier. When the guard ran out of bullets, the woman charged at the guard and ate him to shreds. John took out his Desert Eagle, he only had one mag, which had one bullet left, he shot the woman dead in the head and it died.
It was no time to celebrate, he could hear the sirens of the police, and he did not want to be blamed for the three deaths of the people around him. So he decided to do what a regualar person would have done and made a bolt for it. He ran to the nearest house that had an open door and stayed there. After awhile, he looked outside the window, to see if things have calmed down, it didn't. In fact, it got much worse. More of the cannibals, as John decided to call them, started appearing and eating anyone who was in the wrong place, at the wrong time.
He called his family, time and time again, but nobody would answer. He just hoped that they were safe and away from the cannibals. He waited until night, to go out of the house, so he would not be seen. When it was just dark out, he went outside and stealthily went back to his apartment, it would take about an hour or so, before he reached his apartment. On his way there, he did not meet anyone. It was so silent, it felt unreal. When he reached his house, there was nobody in it. It was empty, literally empty, it looked like someone raided the place. He stayed for 2 months leaving off of the food around his neighborhood. He also kept a large kitchen knife to keep with him, just in case he met one of the cannibals. He wears a mask so no one will know his identity and start shooting and blaming him for the deaths of the innocents on the day of the bank.
Weapon(s): Desert Eagle(EMPTY), a Kitchen Knife.
Skills: He is very accurate with a gun, he is quick and stealthy.
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Space Race
Anus
[QUOTE="Google Arcaso]Name: John Carlo
Age: 17
Picture:
Location: Dumfries, near Quantico Creek
Bio: John is a diligent person, always checking if he has made a mistake. He does his jobs swiftly and silently, he does not get distracted easily from his set goal. He is surprisingly honest, considering his background. He is not very educated, but he could speak proper English. When he first meets you, he will just keep silent, he is shy. But the more you are together with him, he will start warming up on you, and start talking to you. He is very loyal to those who are close to him and tells them all his problems. He is no stranger to violence and he will use anything necessary to complete his job. John was a criminal before everything happened. But he didn't do it for personal gain, he did it to help his family survive in the cold, hard reality.
Background: The day on the outbreak, John was planning on stealing the bank. He was just outside the bank, blending in with the people around him, waiting for the opportunity to strike. He was hiding a desert eagle in his suit, he was about to take it out, put on his mask, shoot the guard in the head, and rush inside the bank. He never killed before, but there is always a first time for everything.
Just when he was about to do it, he heard a scream, following a thud, behind him. He turned around to see people running everywhere, with one woman laying on top of a body of a man. If a person would have walked into the scene, he would not have known what the body was, it was pink, it was disgusting, and it was covered in blood. The woman, a.k.a the thing, stood up covered in the man's blood, it looked at John, it's next meal, directly in the eyes, the criminal froze, he saw the thing's cold, dead eyes. He was scared for his life. Just when the woman was about to tackle John to the ground, the guard he saw earlier, started shooting the woman. But it wouldn't die, it just kept standing back up every time it was shot down, and every time it got angrier. When the guard ran out of bullets, the woman charged at the guard and ate him to shreds. John took out his Desert Eagle, he only had one mag, which had one bullet left, he shot the woman dead in the head and it died.
It was no time to celebrate, he could hear the sirens of the police, and he did not want to be blamed for the three deaths of the people around him. So he decided to do what a regualar person would have done and made a bolt for it. He ran to the nearest house that had an open door and stayed there. After awhile, he looked outside the window, to see if things have calmed down, it didn't. In fact, it got much worse. More of the cannibals, as John decided to call them, started appearing and eating anyone who was in the wrong place, at the wrong time.
He called his family, time and time again, but nobody would answer. He just hoped that they were safe and away from the cannibals. He waited until night, to go out of the house, so he would not be seen. When it was just dark out, he went outside and stealthily went back to his apartment, it would take about an hour or so, before he reached his apartment. On his way there, he did not meet anyone. It was so silent, it felt unreal. When he reached his house, there was nobody in it. It was empty, literally empty, it looked like someone raided the place. He stayed for 2 months leaving off of the food around his neighborhood. He also kept a large kitchen knife to keep with him, just in case he met one of the cannibals. He wears a mask so no one will know his identity and start shooting and blaming him for the deaths of the innocents on the day of the bank.
Weapon(s): Desert Eagle(EMPTY), a Kitchen Knife.
Skills: He is very accurate with a gun, he is quick and stealthy.
[/QUOTE]
Hoh
Age: 17
Picture:
Location: Dumfries, near Quantico Creek
Bio: John is a diligent person, always checking if he has made a mistake. He does his jobs swiftly and silently, he does not get distracted easily from his set goal. He is surprisingly honest, considering his background. He is not very educated, but he could speak proper English. When he first meets you, he will just keep silent, he is shy. But the more you are together with him, he will start warming up on you, and start talking to you. He is very loyal to those who are close to him and tells them all his problems. He is no stranger to violence and he will use anything necessary to complete his job. John was a criminal before everything happened. But he didn't do it for personal gain, he did it to help his family survive in the cold, hard reality.
Background: The day on the outbreak, John was planning on stealing the bank. He was just outside the bank, blending in with the people around him, waiting for the opportunity to strike. He was hiding a desert eagle in his suit, he was about to take it out, put on his mask, shoot the guard in the head, and rush inside the bank. He never killed before, but there is always a first time for everything.
Just when he was about to do it, he heard a scream, following a thud, behind him. He turned around to see people running everywhere, with one woman laying on top of a body of a man. If a person would have walked into the scene, he would not have known what the body was, it was pink, it was disgusting, and it was covered in blood. The woman, a.k.a the thing, stood up covered in the man's blood, it looked at John, it's next meal, directly in the eyes, the criminal froze, he saw the thing's cold, dead eyes. He was scared for his life. Just when the woman was about to tackle John to the ground, the guard he saw earlier, started shooting the woman. But it wouldn't die, it just kept standing back up every time it was shot down, and every time it got angrier. When the guard ran out of bullets, the woman charged at the guard and ate him to shreds. John took out his Desert Eagle, he only had one mag, which had one bullet left, he shot the woman dead in the head and it died.
It was no time to celebrate, he could hear the sirens of the police, and he did not want to be blamed for the three deaths of the people around him. So he decided to do what a regualar person would have done and made a bolt for it. He ran to the nearest house that had an open door and stayed there. After awhile, he looked outside the window, to see if things have calmed down, it didn't. In fact, it got much worse. More of the cannibals, as John decided to call them, started appearing and eating anyone who was in the wrong place, at the wrong time.
He called his family, time and time again, but nobody would answer. He just hoped that they were safe and away from the cannibals. He waited until night, to go out of the house, so he would not be seen. When it was just dark out, he went outside and stealthily went back to his apartment, it would take about an hour or so, before he reached his apartment. On his way there, he did not meet anyone. It was so silent, it felt unreal. When he reached his house, there was nobody in it. It was empty, literally empty, it looked like someone raided the place. He stayed for 2 months leaving off of the food around his neighborhood. He also kept a large kitchen knife to keep with him, just in case he met one of the cannibals. He wears a mask so no one will know his identity and start shooting and blaming him for the deaths of the innocents on the day of the bank.
Weapon(s): Desert Eagle(EMPTY), a Kitchen Knife.
Skills: He is very accurate with a gun, he is quick and stealthy.
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Hoh
Lithium
Fetus
[QUOTE="Google Arcaso]Name: John Carlo
Age: 17
Picture:
Location: Dumfries, near Quantico Creek
Bio: John is a diligent person, always checking if he has made a mistake. He does his jobs swiftly and silently, he does not get distracted easily from his set goal. He is surprisingly honest, considering his background. He is not very educated, but he could speak proper English. When he first meets you, he will just keep silent, he is shy. But the more you are together with him, he will start warming up on you, and start talking to you. He is very loyal to those who are close to him and tells them all his problems. He is no stranger to violence and he will use anything necessary to complete his job. John was a criminal before everything happened. But he didn't do it for personal gain, he did it to help his family survive in the cold, hard reality.
Background: The day on the outbreak, John was planning on stealing the bank. He was just outside the bank, blending in with the people around him, waiting for the opportunity to strike. He was hiding a desert eagle in his suit, he was about to take it out, put on his mask, shoot the guard in the head, and rush inside the bank. He never killed before, but there is always a first time for everything.
Just when he was about to do it, he heard a scream, following a thud, behind him. He turned around to see people running everywhere, with one woman laying on top of a body of a man. If a person would have walked into the scene, he would not have known what the body was, it was pink, it was disgusting, and it was covered in blood. The woman, a.k.a the thing, stood up covered in the man's blood, it looked at John, it's next meal, directly in the eyes, the criminal froze, he saw the thing's cold, dead eyes. He was scared for his life. Just when the woman was about to tackle John to the ground, the guard he saw earlier, started shooting the woman. But it wouldn't die, it just kept standing back up every time it was shot down, and every time it got angrier. When the guard ran out of bullets, the woman charged at the guard and ate him to shreds. John took out his Desert Eagle, he only had one mag, which had one bullet left, he shot the woman dead in the head and it died.
It was no time to celebrate, he could hear the sirens of the police, and he did not want to be blamed for the three deaths of the people around him. So he decided to do what a regualar person would have done and made a bolt for it. He ran to the nearest house that had an open door and stayed there. After awhile, he looked outside the window, to see if things have calmed down, it didn't. In fact, it got much worse. More of the cannibals, as John decided to call them, started appearing and eating anyone who was in the wrong place, at the wrong time.
He called his family, time and time again, but nobody would answer. He just hoped that they were safe and away from the cannibals. He waited until night, to go out of the house, so he would not be seen. When it was just dark out, he went outside and stealthily went back to his apartment, it would take about an hour or so, before he reached his apartment. On his way there, he did not meet anyone. It was so silent, it felt unreal. When he reached his house, there was nobody in it. It was empty, literally empty, it looked like someone raided the place. He stayed for 2 months leaving off of the food around his neighborhood. He also kept a large kitchen knife to keep with him, just in case he met one of the cannibals. He wears a mask so no one will know his identity and start shooting and blaming him for the deaths of the innocents on the day of the bank.
Weapon(s): Desert Eagle(EMPTY), a Kitchen Knife.
Skills: He is very accurate with a gun, he is quick and stealthy.
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Age: 17
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Location: Dumfries, near Quantico Creek
Bio: John is a diligent person, always checking if he has made a mistake. He does his jobs swiftly and silently, he does not get distracted easily from his set goal. He is surprisingly honest, considering his background. He is not very educated, but he could speak proper English. When he first meets you, he will just keep silent, he is shy. But the more you are together with him, he will start warming up on you, and start talking to you. He is very loyal to those who are close to him and tells them all his problems. He is no stranger to violence and he will use anything necessary to complete his job. John was a criminal before everything happened. But he didn't do it for personal gain, he did it to help his family survive in the cold, hard reality.
Background: The day on the outbreak, John was planning on stealing the bank. He was just outside the bank, blending in with the people around him, waiting for the opportunity to strike. He was hiding a desert eagle in his suit, he was about to take it out, put on his mask, shoot the guard in the head, and rush inside the bank. He never killed before, but there is always a first time for everything.
Just when he was about to do it, he heard a scream, following a thud, behind him. He turned around to see people running everywhere, with one woman laying on top of a body of a man. If a person would have walked into the scene, he would not have known what the body was, it was pink, it was disgusting, and it was covered in blood. The woman, a.k.a the thing, stood up covered in the man's blood, it looked at John, it's next meal, directly in the eyes, the criminal froze, he saw the thing's cold, dead eyes. He was scared for his life. Just when the woman was about to tackle John to the ground, the guard he saw earlier, started shooting the woman. But it wouldn't die, it just kept standing back up every time it was shot down, and every time it got angrier. When the guard ran out of bullets, the woman charged at the guard and ate him to shreds. John took out his Desert Eagle, he only had one mag, which had one bullet left, he shot the woman dead in the head and it died.
It was no time to celebrate, he could hear the sirens of the police, and he did not want to be blamed for the three deaths of the people around him. So he decided to do what a regualar person would have done and made a bolt for it. He ran to the nearest house that had an open door and stayed there. After awhile, he looked outside the window, to see if things have calmed down, it didn't. In fact, it got much worse. More of the cannibals, as John decided to call them, started appearing and eating anyone who was in the wrong place, at the wrong time.
He called his family, time and time again, but nobody would answer. He just hoped that they were safe and away from the cannibals. He waited until night, to go out of the house, so he would not be seen. When it was just dark out, he went outside and stealthily went back to his apartment, it would take about an hour or so, before he reached his apartment. On his way there, he did not meet anyone. It was so silent, it felt unreal. When he reached his house, there was nobody in it. It was empty, literally empty, it looked like someone raided the place. He stayed for 2 months leaving off of the food around his neighborhood. He also kept a large kitchen knife to keep with him, just in case he met one of the cannibals. He wears a mask so no one will know his identity and start shooting and blaming him for the deaths of the innocents on the day of the bank.
Weapon(s): Desert Eagle(EMPTY), a Kitchen Knife.
Skills: He is very accurate with a gun, he is quick and stealthy.
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