Realistic or Modern The Decay

[Lithium]

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For now this is open, feel free to post if you are interested about joining or have any questions.

 

[Space Race]

Name: Roy


Age: 29


Picture (realism preferred):

Location: Prince William Forest Park


Bio (Who you are, Likes or dislikes, Any physical disorders, etc): He tries to keep in the shadows, and slay zombies quietly. He normally hides in trees while he awaits the sunrise. He doesn't mingle well with others, and normally keeps to himself. He has an abnormally large sweet tooth.


Background (Your past, How you got here, etc): He was in Florida when the virus hit. At first, when the panic began, he was asked to join a few groups of survivors, but turned them down. He spent the last 2 months traveling north. His car broke down in the process, and now he travels on foot.


Weapon(s): Large Crescent Wrench

Skills (Medical skills, Blade skills, etc): Tree climbing, Stealth movement


Other: He wears a paper mache mask to hide his identity. Normally nobody would know who he is, but he has his reasons. He also wears thin black gloves.

 

[Lithium]

Looks

[QUOTE="Space Race]Name: Roy
Age: 29


Picture (realism preferred):

Location: Prince William Forest Park


Bio (Who you are, Likes or dislikes, Any physical disorders, etc): He tries to keep in the shadows, and slay zombies quietly. He normally hides in trees while he awaits the sunrise. He doesn't mingle well with others, and normally keeps to himself. He has an abnormally large sweet tooth.


Background (Your past, How you got here, etc): He was in Florida when the virus hit. At first, when the panic began, he was asked to join a few groups of survivors, but turned them down. He spent the last 2 months traveling north. His car broke down in the process, and now he travels on foot.


Weapon(s): Large Crescent Wrench

Skills (Medical skills, Blade skills, etc): Tree climbing, Stealth movement


Other: He wears a paper mache mask to hide his identity. Normally nobody would know who he is, but he has his reasons. He also wears thin black gloves.

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Looks good, you can post it.

 

[Dogehawk]

Name: Samantha Erikson


Age: 26


Picture:

Bio: originally a girl from a well-off family in south bridge, moved to Dumfries four weeks ago In order to take up an assistant clerical role in the medical practice there. She has little to no ties to her family since her fallout with them 2 years ago (save for Her sister who died of lymphoblastic metastatic cancer). Samantha is a graduated Med student. She enjoys reading books and Mac n cheese.


Quite guarded and tense,


She tends to be a little insecure of herself but is intelligent and Works well with people. When she believes in something, she firmly stands up and fights for it. She used to travel by public transport, but since the epidemic has learned to drive Avril's old Toyota Corolla. It's beat up, but it works well enough to drive past "ghouls" with ease.


Samantha is currently independent for now. She had last joined an older haitian couple but both had died in an ambush. Only Samantha escaped. Presently She is on her way back to South Bridge due to its facilities and familiarties. It was a pretty secure place the last time she checked, wasn't it? She also hopes to find Trevor, a past friend.


Weapon: A driver golf club from her father's old set.


Skills: Sufficient medical skills, thorough knowledge of treatment and first aid. Quick on her feet, can think fast. Knowledge of firearms as well as Bomb defusal (but has never applied - only read).


Other:


Ties her hair underneath a cap. Wears a thick blue hoodie and denim jeans. Leather boots.

 

[Lithium]

Name: Samantha Erikson
Age: 26


Picture:

Bio: originally a girl from a well-off family in south bridge, moved to Dumfries four weeks ago In order to take up an assistant clerical role in the medical practice there. She has little to no ties to her family since her fallout with them 2 years ago (save for Her sister who died of lymphoblastic metastatic cancer). Samantha is a graduated Med student. She enjoys reading books and Mac n cheese.


Quite guarded and tense,


She tends to be a little insecure of herself but is intelligent and Works well with people. When she believes in something, she firmly stands up and fights for it. She used to travel by public transport, but since the epidemic has learned to drive Avril's old Toyota Corolla. It's beat up, but it works well enough to drive past "ghouls" with ease.


Samantha is currently independent for now. She had last joined an older haitian couple but both had died in an ambush. Only Samantha escaped. Presently She is on her way back to South Bridge due to its facilities and familiarties. It was a pretty secure place the last time she checked, wasn't it? She also hopes to find Trevor, a past friend.


Weapon: A driver golf club from her father's old set.


Skills: Sufficient medical skills, thorough knowledge of treatment and first aid. Quick on her feet, can think fast. Knowledge of firearms as well as Bomb defusal (but has never applied - only read).


Other:


Ties her hair underneath a cap. Wears a thick blue hoodie and denim jeans. Leather boots.

Cool, post it

 

[Tiny Dancer]

Name: Rufus Tucker


Age: 59


Picture:

Location: Prince William Forest Park.


Bio : A rough and tumble kind of bloke, one that you most certainly don't ever want to cross. Formerly a US Marine, with over thirty five years of active service, he has since retired and has been living off the land in a kitted out RV. Rufus has done more tours in countries that the US would rather not have the general population know about, he is something of a maverick. Respected by his brothers at arms, but one that was not afraid, to tell the top brass where to shove it. His survival skills out in the open are second to none. A tracker as well as a skilled hunter, he has been able to adapt to civilian life, so long as it was as far away from the cities and towns. On board his RV, he has enough weapons and arsenal to arm a small army. It's no secret that a few government agencies have him down on their lists, as a man that though loyal to his country, his mental stability was questioned towards the end of his term of service. Seeing one too many horrors, does that to a man.


Background: Once a family man, his many tours caused him to become emotionally detached from his family, and thus he now walks this earth alone. He is loyal only to those he serves with. His motto - Win...or die.


Weapon(s): An automatic rifle, machete, a couple of home made grenades, and twin daggers he keeps in his boots. Along with a bull whip, from a stint down under.


Skills: Extraordinary rifleman, tracker, and survivalist.


Other: Rufus can be considered a joker...but you have to wonder if the joke is on you.


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[Skink]

Name: Callie Hall


Age: 13


Picture (realism):

Location(Could be on the map, or even another state): Prince William Forest Park


Bio (Who you are/personality, Likes or dislikes, Any physical disorders, etc): Dependent on others. Scared a lot. Trusts too easily. Likes to climb up trees and stay off the ground in case of zombies. Avoids eating, has trouble forcing herself to eat. Likes to talk (even to herself).


Background (Your past and How you got here, etc): She used to travel with a group. A group full of close and familiar faces, neighbours and family. However, after straying to close to the city, they were attacked. She ran towards the forest park with only her backpack. Which only contains a week's worth of food (or longer since she doesn't eat much).


Weapon(s): Small pocket knife given to her by a member of the group.


Skills (Medical skills, Blade skills, etc): Fast runner/climber.


Other(Anything relevant you want to add): She wears a thick long scarf which she sometimes uses to tie herself against trees when she sleeps so she doesn't fall.

 

[Dogehawk]

Name: Callie Hall
Age: 13


Picture (realism):

Location(Could be on the map, or even another state): Prince William Forest Park


Bio (Who you are/personality, Likes or dislikes, Any physical disorders, etc): Dependent on others. Scared a lot. Trusts too easily. Likes to climb up trees and stay off the ground in case of zombies. Avoids eating, has trouble forcing herself to eat. Likes to talk (even to herself).


Background (Your past and How you got here, etc): She used to travel with a group. A group full of close and familiar faces, neighbours and family. However, after straying to close to the city, they were attacked. She ran towards the forest park with only her backpack. Which only contains a week's worth of food (or longer since she doesn't eat much).


Weapon(s): Small pocket knife given to her by a member of the group.


Skills (Medical skills, Blade skills, etc): Fast runner/climber.


Other(Anything relevant you want to add): She wears a thick long scarf which she sometimes uses to tie herself against trees when she sleeps so she doesn't fall.

good luck DOOK

 

[Dogehawk]

Name: Nathan Syks


Age: 29


Picture:

Residence: currently explores the outskirts of Prince William Forest Park.


bio: A schizophrenic, discharged from Montclair St.Josephine's rehabilitation centre. His family abandoned him as he traversed the opposite direction due to his hallucinatory conditions. They felt he was a baggage they could not keep. He still harbours resentment. Thankfully however, he carries some matches, basic meds, and a backpack containing enough food to last him two weeks. Maybe three if he's careful. He spends his days playing card games with his brother Zero!Mannakin and the woman from downstairs who followed him from Seattle. Sometimes Anabella appears to play pattycake but he feels like he hardly has time to play games anymore, especially in the woods where the voices grow incredibly loud.


A life of being outcasted has left him slightly socially autistic. he can be kind of somebody let him be so. He is sensitive and very intuitive/reactive to change.


Likes: New Order, The Beatles, Enya.


-Exercising: it keeps him fit and distracts him from himself. It was the best thing Nurse Cassidy suggested, (After Haldol injections, of course).


-Sketching


-Alice in wonderland.


Dislikes: feeling under pressure, too many people in a small room, and Calhoun when he returns every Sunday.


Weapons: two steel crowbars


Skills: survival = little to none. Hand to hand combat is strong. Very athletic and has high endurance.


Other: tends not to be fazed by the walkers - which he considers a positive trait.

 

[Tiny Dancer]

[QUOTE="Space Race]its cool that hes skilled with guns, but just having a buncha them seems a bit unrealistic, i think he should have just one rifle.

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Altered the bio.

 

[Space Race]

[QUOTE="Tiny Dancer]Altered the bio.

[/QUOTE]
i love it now. I like the homemade grenades cuz it seems plausible because of who he is. Interesting >v> i have plans for you

 

[Lithium]

[QUOTE="Tiny Dancer]Name: Rufus Tucker
Age: 59


Picture:

Location: Prince William Forest Park.


Bio : A rough and tumble kind of bloke, one that you most certainly don't ever want to cross. Formerly a US Marine, with over thirty five years of active service, he has since retired and has been living off the land in a kitted out RV. Rufus has done more tours in countries that the US would rather not have the general population know about, he is something of a maverick. Respected by his brothers at arms, but one that was not afraid, to tell the top brass where to shove it. His survival skills out in the open are second to none. A tracker as well as a skilled hunter, he has been able to adapt to civilian life, so long as it was as far away from the cities and towns. On board his RV, he has enough weapons and arsenal to arm a small army. It's no secret that a few government agencies have him down on their lists, as a man that though loyal to his country, his mental stability was questioned towards the end of his term of service. Seeing one too many horrors, does that to a man.


Background: Once a family man, his many tours caused him to become emotionally detached from his family, and thus he now walks this earth alone. He is loyal only to those he serves with. His motto - Win...or die.


Weapon(s): An automatic rifle, machete, a couple of home made grenades, and twin daggers he keeps in his boots. Along with a bull whip, from a stint down under.


Skills: Extraordinary rifleman, tracker, and survivalist.


Other: Rufus can be considered a joker...but you have to wonder if the joke is on you.


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Interesting, You can post the profile in the sign up tab

 

[Lithium]

Name: Callie Hall
Age: 13


Picture (realism):

Location(Could be on the map, or even another state): Prince William Forest Park


Bio (Who you are/personality, Likes or dislikes, Any physical disorders, etc): Dependent on others. Scared a lot. Trusts too easily. Likes to climb up trees and stay off the ground in case of zombies. Avoids eating, has trouble forcing herself to eat. Likes to talk (even to herself).


Background (Your past and How you got here, etc): She used to travel with a group. A group full of close and familiar faces, neighbours and family. However, after straying to close to the city, they were attacked. She ran towards the forest park with only her backpack. Which only contains a week's worth of food (or longer since she doesn't eat much).


Weapon(s): Small pocket knife given to her by a member of the group.


Skills (Medical skills, Blade skills, etc): Fast runner/climber.


Other(Anything relevant you want to add): She wears a thick long scarf which she sometimes uses to tie herself against trees when she sleeps so she doesn't fall.

Our first kid, youre accepted. Post it in the character sign up thread.

 

[Lithium]

Name: Nathan Syks
Age: 29


Picture:

Residence: currently explores the outskirts of Prince William Forest Park.


bio: A schizophrenic, discharged from Montclair St.Josephine's rehabilitation centre. His family abandoned him as he traversed the opposite direction due to his hallucinatory conditions. They felt he was a baggage they could not keep. He still harbours resentment. Thankfully however, he carries some matches, basic meds, and a backpack containing enough food to last him two weeks. Maybe three if he's careful. He spends his days playing card games with his brother Zero!Mannakin and the woman from downstairs who followed him from Seattle. Sometimes Anabella appears to play pattycake but he feels like he hardly has time to play games anymore, especially in the woods where the voices grow incredibly loud.


A life of being outcasted has left him slightly socially autistic. he can be kind of somebody let him be so. He is sensitive and very intuitive/reactive to change.


Likes: New Order, The Beatles, Enya.


-Exercising: it keeps him fit and distracts him from himself. It was the best thing Nurse Cassidy suggested, (After Haldol injections, of course).


-Sketching


-Alice in wonderland.


Dislikes: feeling under pressure, too many people in a small room, and Calhoun when he returns every Sunday.


Weapons: two steel crowbars


Skills: survival = little to none. Hand to hand combat is strong. Very athletic and has high endurance.


Other: tends not to be fazed by the walkers - which he considers a positive trait.

Look gewd, post it

 

[Lithium]

@Candlelitsoul post your characters profile here and ill check it out. If its accepted post it in the sign up tab

 

[Lithium]

For all the newcomers who hopefully see this, lets get one thang straight, No one is just going to start out fully skilled and well equipped to just kill these thangs. The point of this rp was to be different, to perfect our characters through the story and have them get better as time goes on. Its only been TWO MONTHS, so your characters should be scared of these things, messing when killing them, UNLESS youre professionally trained, like Rufus the soldier and Jack the cop, and even with the cop he still messes up trying to deal with thangs, and Rufus knows when hes outnumbered. And with the weapons, if you want something cool or obscure, at least make your character find it, or give a damn good reason why they already have it.

 

[Lithium]

@JustCallMeAimee post that profile here, rules are in overview, and refer to above post. I don't want to sound like a dictator, but I don't want everyone to just be trained killers with a certain weapon after two months, it didn't just go to hell over night

 

[KayIa]

Some people said I'm kind of like a cat. The only place I really find resemblance with cats is with the phrase 'curiosity killed the cat', and I'm amazed I'm not dead yet. Kyle

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Listen, I've been able to get my jobs done swiftly and cleanly. Now there's this kid that somehow manages to escape every time. Nah, see that ain't right and I will catch that kid and make him pay. Bruno

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• Kyle
• Bruno

• 
  
  
  Name:
  
  
  Kyle Merlin Smikk
  
  
  Age:
  
  
  15
  
  
  Pic:
  
  
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  Location:
  
  
  The small town on the map
  
  
  Bio:
  
  
  Kyle has always had a huge kind heart, but it's been shunned by all he's been through. He could never resist the urge to help someone, even those that have hurt him dearly. He loves nature and letting his mind wander. He's incredibly curious- and unlucky at that. Kyle is fairly fit and fast, but that's only if he can actually take a step without tripping over his own two feet.
  
  
  Background (Pretty much the background for both Bruno and Kyle):
  
  
  Kyle grew up fairly quickly but has remained a child at heart. From before he was even a teen he has been surrounded by danger that he can't explain in any other words than 'bad luck'. Truth is he was always too curious and has learned of conspiracies and information that cruel people would've done anything for. Kyle had been on the run from everyone that looks at him funny since his twelfth birthday when one such cruel person sent a handful of thugs to capture him and beat information out of him if necessary. He was forced to run as another cruel person wanted to keep Kyle silent- so he too sent thugs to grant the ultimate silence that is better known as death. He has somehow managed to escape countless near deaths and near captures and all the while he has wanted to return home, where his worried mother and sweet little sister had been anxious and clinging to hope of seeing him once again.
  
  
  Once the virus struck everyone he ever cared about was quickly turned into monsters. Unknown to Kyle, one thug who had been after him all of these years remained. Bruno Thompson, who had been extremely close to catching and killing him countless times, has managed these past months as well. Bruno may not have any order by a superior to kill Kyle, but he clings to the opportunity of revenge for all he'd been put through on the chase for Kyle and even though his boss is long gone, he longs for the pain filled death that he hopes to bring to Kyle.
  
  
  Weapon(s):
  
  
  A large hunting knife he found while searching for supplies and his father's Glock 22.
  
  
  Skills (Medical skills, Blade skills, etc):
  
  
  -He is a decent freerunner (when he isn't mega clumsy)
  
  
  Other(Anything relevant you want to add):
  
  
  He is unsure why he lives, but he is determined to keep living for quite a while
  
  
  
• 
  
  
  Name:
  
  
  Bruno Jonny Thompson
  
  
  Age:
  
  
  29
  
  
  Pic:
  
  
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  Location:
  
  
  The small town on the map
  
  
  Bio:
  
  
  Bruno has always loved the simplicity of being a thug. He did what he was told and got a nice price for it, especially if the mission was really important. Anyone who dared cross him ended up suffering or in a coffin, and sometimes both. He is hot headed but has a little bit of patience. He doesn't really love anything but money and causing pain.
  
  
  Background (Pretty much the background for both Bruno and Kyle):
  
  
  Kyle grew up fairly quickly but has remained a child at heart. From before he was even a teen he has been surrounded by danger that he can't explain in any other words than 'bad luck'. Truth is he was always too curious and has learned of conspiracies and information that cruel people would've done anything for. Kyle had been on the run from everyone that looks at him funny since his twelfth birthday when one such cruel person sent a handful of thugs to capture him and beat information out of him if necessary. He was forced to run as another cruel person wanted to keep Kyle silent- so he too sent thugs to grant the ultimate silence that is better known as death. He has somehow managed to escape countless near deaths and near captures and all the while he has wanted to return home, where his worried mother and sweet little sister had been anxious and clinging to hope of seeing him once again.
  
  
  Once the virus struck everyone he ever cared about was quickly turned into monsters. Unknown to Kyle, one thug who had been after him all of these years remained. Bruno Thompson, who had been extremely close to catching and killing him countless times, has managed these past months as well. Bruno may not have any order by a superior to kill Kyle, but he clings to the opportunity of revenge for all he'd been put through on the chase for Kyle and even though his boss is long gone, he longs for the pain filled death that he hopes to bring to Kyle.
  
  
  Weapon(s):
  
  
  Sedatives, his martial arts, and an aluminum baseball bat.
  
  
  Skills (Medical skills, Blade skills, etc):
  
  
  -Pretty alright with martial arts
  
  
  -Good at tracking people down
  
  
  -Is trained to torture and/or kill
  
  
  Other(Anything relevant you want to add):
  
  
  He lives purely for revenge
  
  
  

@Lithium

 

[HamSammich]

Ooooooohhhhkkkkaaaaayyyyyy. This RP seems super fun..!! So lemme start a character or two

 

[HamSammich]

Name: Carver Romero

Age: 23

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Location(Could be on the map, or even another state): Gas station in Quantico, accompanied by Avalon.

Bio (Who you are/personality, Likes or dislikes, Any physical disorders, etc): Carver has been know to fight. Easily agitated, he has a hard time staying patient with anyone. He was kicked out of his parents house at 15 because of his fighting in school and lived with his girlfriend at the time before enlisting. He's a very sarcastic man, known to make jokes that offend people, but doesn't realize until later. Mostly he keeps to himself, with the exception of a few pals, and tries harder now to stay out of trouble. With his 5 year background in the army, Carver is in excellent shape. He keeps up with his exercises even in this state of emergency, and eats basically whatever he wants with no consequences. Before the outbreak, he had been a Sergeant, leading his group of cadets to the military base in the hops of deploying out. A week before their scheduled leaving date, the virus out break occurred. He enjoys reading, listening to classic rock, drawing, and laughing. Dislikes most other males. He doesn't trust easily and tries to control situations.

Background (Your past and How you got here, etc): Carver is from a small town on the boot of Florida, raised as an only child until he was 14 and his little sister came as a great surprise. With his trouble in school, the Army was the only solution. He could start over, become a different person. A stronger person. He quickly rose through the ranks, found himself growing fond of the military lifestyle and decided to make it his career. After the outbreak, the world was in chaos. Everyone getting sick, everyone dying, and everyone rising again. He was trapped in a base with over 2,000 military personnel, and hundreds of people rising up around them like the living dead. Carver was terrified, but tried his hardest to get people out as fast as he could. Only being able to grab two guns and a couple boxes of ammo, he knew he wasn't prepared, but had no other choice but to flee himself. He fought his way to the outskirts of Quantico base with two of his cadets, and holed out in an abandoned gas station on the south of town. A few weeks go by, both of his cadets fall ill and he was forced to take care of them. Then the incredible happened. He happened to be scouting around his station when he saw her, the short brunette girl walking down the street. Dressed in khaki pants and a Nirvana t shirt, she looked like she could be taking a casual stroll, instead of the whole world around them being a big pile of shit. He watched for a few minutes, followed her in her travels, before introducing himself. Her name was Avalon, and she was lost. She was weak, never having even shot a gun before, let alone kill someone, something. He took her in, let her stay with him, which was not easy with his mistrust in people. Its only been a few days since they met.

Weapon(s): A .22 Pistol and a military grade Assault Rifle. (Excuse my lack of military knowledge )

Skills (Medical skills, Blade skills, etc): Not trained in anything medical, only standard military training and experience of 5 years.​

 

[HamSammich]

So i have to go to work Will be posting Avalons character when I get back!!

 

[HamSammich]

Name: Avalon Jameson

Age: 18

Picture (realism): View media item 4215
Location(Could be on the map, or even another state): Gas station in Quantico, accompanied by Carver

Bio (Who you are/personality, Likes or dislikes, Any physical disorders, etc): Avalon is a quiet girl, not known to have many friends before the outbreak. Book smart and street stupid, she hasn't experienced much in the outside world. Her father was a dentist and her mother stayed home to care for her and her 3 younger brothers, but she was just about to leave for college when the world turned upside down. She doesn't really understand people her age and finds herself to be more mature than what her age portrays. She enjoys reading, listening to music (no particular genre), playing the piano and jogging. She dislikes seafood, the cold weather, ignorant people and cats.

Background (Your past and How you got here, etc): Sitting at the airport, waiting for her flight to Connecticut, she heard the news. How close she was to getting to UCONN and starting her life! Over the loud speaker, they announced that all flights have been cancelled due to a violent virus, and that everyone should exit the building and get to safe zone beyond the fences. She tried calling her parents, several hundred times, with no response, so she decided to walk the 8 miles to get home. It wasn't too cold yet in the September beginning, so she did. No one was out, she hadn't seen a single soul on her entire walk, besides a few cars racing to get as far from there as possible. After hours of walking, she was exhausted when she reached her home, only to find that her family had fled, left to god knows where and she had no way to find out. She stayed at her home for weeks, only leaving to "borrow" more food from the neighbors. She had seen the few people walking around like zombies, but never approached one, never even got close. After she had used what she could of the houses around her, her only idea was to travel further, just keep walking until A) she either died B) got eaten by those weird half living things or C) found her family. She had been extremely lucky in her travels, getting attacked once and was able to out run the walker and hole out in a mini mart.

After days of walking, she was just about to give up. There was no hope, she figured. Avalon's family was dead, or gone, but with everything collapsed, there was nothing to do. She had found a little pistol on a dead body on the side of the road, and she was going to use it later that night on herself, to end her seemingly meaningless existence in this new world, but then he found her. Seeing Carver had been like seeing an angel. She was lost, cold and scared and all at once that vanished. He helped her back to the gas station, her legs barely able to hold her up anymore, but she thought she was pretty good at hiding it. In the few days that they have been together, shes grown extremely fond of the strict but humorous man.

Weapon(s): a small .9 pistol and the clip inside it.

Skills (Medical skills, Blade skills, etc): Her summer job for 3 years was life guarding at a swimming pool, so a very small amount of medical. She also has read a lot of medical journals, some books on nature and poisonous plants and such.​

 

[Lithium]

Some people said I'm kind of like a cat. The only place I really find resemblance with cats is with the phrase 'curiosity killed the cat', and I'm amazed I'm not dead yet. Kyle

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Listen, I've been able to get my jobs done swiftly and cleanly. Now there's this kid that somehow manages to escape every time. Nah, see that ain't right and I will catch that kid and make him pay. Bruno

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• Kyle
• Bruno

• 
  
  
  Name:
  
  
  Kyle Merlin Smikk
  
  
  Age:
  
  
  15
  
  
  Pic:
  
  
  View attachment 214100
  
  
  Location:
  
  
  The small town on the map
  
  
  Bio:
  
  
  Kyle has always had a huge kind heart, but it's been shunned by all he's been through. He could never resist the urge to help someone, even those that have hurt him dearly. He loves nature and letting his mind wander. He's incredibly curious- and unlucky at that. Kyle is fairly fit and fast, but that's only if he can actually take a step without tripping over his own two feet.
  
  
  Background (Pretty much the background for both Bruno and Kyle):
  
  
  Kyle grew up fairly quickly but has remained a child at heart. From before he was even a teen he has been surrounded by danger that he can't explain in any other words than 'bad luck'. Truth is he was always too curious and has learned of conspiracies and information that cruel people would've done anything for. Kyle had been on the run from everyone that looks at him funny since his twelfth birthday when one such cruel person sent a handful of thugs to capture him and beat information out of him if necessary. He was forced to run as another cruel person wanted to keep Kyle silent- so he too sent thugs to grant the ultimate silence that is better known as death. He has somehow managed to escape countless near deaths and near captures and all the while he has wanted to return home, where his worried mother and sweet little sister had been anxious and clinging to hope of seeing him once again.
  
  
  Once the virus struck everyone he ever cared about was quickly turned into monsters. Unknown to Kyle, one thug who had been after him all of these years remained. Bruno Thompson, who had been extremely close to catching and killing him countless times, has managed these past months as well. Bruno may not have any order by a superior to kill Kyle, but he clings to the opportunity of revenge for all he'd been put through on the chase for Kyle and even though his boss is long gone, he longs for the pain filled death that he hopes to bring to Kyle.
  
  
  Weapon(s):
  
  
  A large hunting knife he found while searching for supplies and his father's Glock 22.
  
  
  Skills (Medical skills, Blade skills, etc):
  
  
  -He is a decent freerunner (when he isn't mega clumsy)
  
  
  Other(Anything relevant you want to add):
  
  
  He is unsure why he lives, but he is determined to keep living for quite a while
  
  
  
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  Name:
  
  
  Bruno Jonny Thompson
  
  
  Age:
  
  
  29
  
  
  Pic:
  
  
  View attachment 214101
  
  
  Location:
  
  
  The small town on the map
  
  
  Bio:
  
  
  Bruno has always loved the simplicity of being a thug. He did what he was told and got a nice price for it, especially if the mission was really important. Anyone who dared cross him ended up suffering or in a coffin, and sometimes both. He is hot headed but has a little bit of patience. He doesn't really love anything but money and causing pain.
  
  
  Background (Pretty much the background for both Bruno and Kyle):
  
  
  Kyle grew up fairly quickly but has remained a child at heart. From before he was even a teen he has been surrounded by danger that he can't explain in any other words than 'bad luck'. Truth is he was always too curious and has learned of conspiracies and information that cruel people would've done anything for. Kyle had been on the run from everyone that looks at him funny since his twelfth birthday when one such cruel person sent a handful of thugs to capture him and beat information out of him if necessary. He was forced to run as another cruel person wanted to keep Kyle silent- so he too sent thugs to grant the ultimate silence that is better known as death. He has somehow managed to escape countless near deaths and near captures and all the while he has wanted to return home, where his worried mother and sweet little sister had been anxious and clinging to hope of seeing him once again.
  
  
  Once the virus struck everyone he ever cared about was quickly turned into monsters. Unknown to Kyle, one thug who had been after him all of these years remained. Bruno Thompson, who had been extremely close to catching and killing him countless times, has managed these past months as well. Bruno may not have any order by a superior to kill Kyle, but he clings to the opportunity of revenge for all he'd been put through on the chase for Kyle and even though his boss is long gone, he longs for the pain filled death that he hopes to bring to Kyle.
  
  
  Weapon(s):
  
  
  Sedatives, his martial arts, and an aluminum baseball bat.
  
  
  Skills (Medical skills, Blade skills, etc):
  
  
  -Pretty alright with martial arts
  
  
  -Good at tracking people down
  
  
  -Is trained to torture and/or kill
  
  
  Other(Anything relevant you want to add):
  
  
  He lives purely for revenge
  
  
  

@Lithium

Accepted, sorry I only just saw this

 

[Lithium]

Name: Avalon Jameson

Age: 18

Picture (realism): View media item 4215
Location(Could be on the map, or even another state): Gas station in Quantico, accompanied by Carver

Bio (Who you are/personality, Likes or dislikes, Any physical disorders, etc): Avalon is a quiet girl, not known to have many friends before the outbreak. Book smart and street stupid, she hasn't experienced much in the outside world. Her father was a dentist and her mother stayed home to care for her and her 3 younger brothers, but she was just about to leave for college when the world turned upside down. She doesn't really understand people her age and finds herself to be more mature than what her age portrays. She enjoys reading, listening to music (no particular genre), playing the piano and jogging. She dislikes seafood, the cold weather, ignorant people and cats.

Background (Your past and How you got here, etc): Sitting at the airport, waiting for her flight to Connecticut, she heard the news. How close she was to getting to UCONN and starting her life! Over the loud speaker, they announced that all flights have been cancelled due to a violent virus, and that everyone should exit the building and get to safe zone beyond the fences. She tried calling her parents, several hundred times, with no response, so she decided to walk the 8 miles to get home. It wasn't too cold yet in the September beginning, so she did. No one was out, she hadn't seen a single soul on her entire walk, besides a few cars racing to get as far from there as possible. After hours of walking, she was exhausted when she reached her home, only to find that her family had fled, left to god knows where and she had no way to find out. She stayed at her home for weeks, only leaving to "borrow" more food from the neighbors. She had seen the few people walking around like zombies, but never approached one, never even got close. After she had used what she could of the houses around her, her only idea was to travel further, just keep walking until A) she either died B) got eaten by those weird half living things or C) found her family. She had been extremely lucky in her travels, getting attacked once and was able to out run the walker and hole out in a mini mart.

After days of walking, she was just about to give up. There was no hope, she figured. Avalon's family was dead, or gone, but with everything collapsed, there was nothing to do. She had found a little pistol on a dead body on the side of the road, and she was going to use it later that night on herself, to end her seemingly meaningless existence in this new world, but then he found her. Seeing Carver had been like seeing an angel. She was lost, cold and scared and all at once that vanished. He helped her back to the gas station, her legs barely able to hold her up anymore, but she thought she was pretty good at hiding it. In the few days that they have been together, shes grown extremely fond of the strict but humorous man.

Weapon(s): a small .9 pistol and the clip inside it.

Skills (Medical skills, Blade skills, etc): Her summer job for 3 years was life guarding at a swimming pool, so a very small amount of medical. She also has read a lot of medical journals, some books on nature and poisonous plants and such.​

both profiles accepted. Sorry for late response

 

[HamSammich]

That's alright (: I'm super excited !