TheHarlequinnCat
One Thousand Club
The dead have risen and wreaked chaotic destruction on the world for 18 months now; 1 and a half hellish years that aged the country into its most primal state. The people are rebuilding hostile societies, run by the only people strong enough to take an infected child and murder them without batting an eye. However, outcasted small groups still travel around as they did when the plague first struck; these groups are put at a loss, forced to combat unknown thieves and the creatures that roam hungrily for their flesh. But it has been realized, that the real monsters... Are the people themselves.
This Zombie Apocalypse RP focuses less on the raids and bloodthirsty beasts out for their meal- Instead, it primarily focuses on the characters and what limits they go to under the circumstances. This is meant to delve into humankinds' darker ambitions, and the lengths other people will go to in order to ensure their own wellbeing. I am open to accepting people, but I am picky and would prefer a SMALL group of very flexible, diverse, and involved RPers to help me with this; since I would like the stereotypical proper grammar, semi-literate qualities, and even though it doesn't have to be a daily obligation to respond I do expect different ideas and new possibilities and contributions. This is a rather haphazard put-together, but I think their is less to the presentation of the RP than just getting it started! :rolleyes::rolleyes:
RULES:
- No Godmodding/Powerplay
- Maintain a balance between male and female characters, and everything in between
- Diversity is crucial!
- Proper grammar/spelling to the best of one's ability (I'm not asking much here, just basic English)
- Semi-Literate means minimum one paragraph per character
- As for characters, it is preferable that this is a small group (meaning there may be a higher number of characters per RPer- especially because it's an APOCALYPSE RP)
- IT WOULD BE MORE THAN APPRECIATED FOR CONTRIBUTION FROM MEMBERS- IDEAS, OPTIONS, OPINIONS- BECAUSE I'M NOT TOO SET IN MY IDEAS ANYWAYS :poto:
Character Form:
Full Name-
Nickname(s)- (if any)
Gender-
Age-
Personality-
Brief Background- (Both before and during the apocalypse)
Prominent Relationships- (Allies, family, friends, etc.)
Other- (Insert any quirks/fears/other things worth mentioning)
Looks- (Photo + written description with height/weight/general appearance/etc)
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My Characters:
Full Name- Josephine Louise Adkins
Nickname(s)- Jo, Josie
Gender- Female
Age- 65
Personality-
She purports to be gentle and goodnatured, but is really rude and conniving underneath. Manipulative, envious, cunning, and charismatic; Jo is easily someone who would be a survivor, a leader, and a 'mother' to anyone granted her love.
Brief Background- (Both before and during the apocalypse)
Prior to the apocalypse she was living in the deep south, evident from her heavy drawl and biased opinions. She managed to escape the countryside with only her old rifle, a few supplies, and a frying pan as her weapons. From this, it led her to becoming the established leader of several separate groups before she ended up co-owning a rapidly growing community outside an old farming community; meaning there was a generally plentiful abundance of food, and open tracks of land to easily spot walkers. Based on these outcomes she has developed a superiority complex, and her darker side has surfaced in the past two years more than ever. Already, she has murdered, trampled, and used people to reach her place in the hierarchy.
Prominent Relationships- (Allies, family, friends, etc.)
She is the co-owner of the community known by the name Burberry Parks (and rumored lover of the cruelhearted man in charge), other than that she is generally a lone wolf; despite her tendencies to either hate or latch on to childlike people who she feels 'need' her.
Other- (Insert any quirks/fears/other things worth mentioning) She is a seemingly amicable person, and can be quite hospitable and pleasant if you're on her good side- but when provoked, she doesn't hesitate to do anything in her power to benefit herself. She's greed-driven, vanity-obsessed, and hollowed from her past with unsuccessful marriages, childbirths, and business endeavors. She went from a promising young actress and model to a spite-stricken hag.
Looks- (Photo + written description with height/weight/general appearance/etc)
Jo stands at 5'7, and usually wears low heels of some sort to enhance her height. She weighs roughly 136 pounds, surprisingly low since the apocalypse began. Her hair is a light blonde and her skin slightly tanned from the sun. Her eyes are a deep brown. She tries to keep in relatively good spirits and hygiene, acting as a leader to everyone she can. Her body is in remarkably good shape after all these years, but she is still not in her prime and has saggy "old" skin and a weary face. You wouldn't guess she is as old as she is. Josie will usually do her hair (like first image) and at least some lipstick or eyemakeup. She's vain, blatantly vain. But if you catch her at the right moment, she can seem as weary and messy as the second image
Full Name- Christopher Dean Freeman
Nickname(s)- Chris
Gender- Male
Age- 44
Personality-
A bit immature at times due to his naturally snark and impudent attitude, he seems to be a pessimist and has a certain humor to his miserable outlook on life. His arrogance comes more from his childhood, something that always got him by; it's more a confidence he forces outward to make up for his insecurities.
Brief Background- (Both before and during the apocalypse)
Before the apocalypse he was a business major, worked a day job and did part time mechanics at a car shop to make up for lost funds. His wife disappeared shortly after the outbreak, and he believes her to be dead- But doesn't doubt that any of her obsessive family members took her before she could tell him. She took care of him well, and he went downhill without her. Already a borderline alcoholic, insomniac, sufferer of chronic anxiety, Christopher's life took a turn for the worse. He was generally a 'lone wolf' and never settled in any communities, since he saw straight through their deceit.
Prominent Relationships- (Allies, family, friends, etc.)
Other- (Insert any quirks/fears/other things worth mentioning)
Borderline alcoholic suffering from chronic anxiety disorder, something that put him at a great loss; and while he claims he hated working with groups because of the people, it's partly because he was outed as weaker due to his problems. However, he is very intuitive and knows how to get by on his own; He's hotwired more cars than he can count, and actually lived in a large van for a substantial amount of time. He's also a weak swimmer.
He was just taken hostage by a currently unknown group, based on the fact he was living on their territory undocumented and taking their supplies before planning to elope; this was basically done by driving in and out of the general area and just sneaking in and out through a hole in the back wall. Chris never even spoke face-to-face with his captors, and only crept in after dark.
Looks- (Photo + written description with height/weight/general appearance/etc)
Chris stands at exactly 5'9, with a stocky frame; except his bones are generally small in comparison to a lot of these tougher men. His hair is so dark it's almost black, matching his eyes. His skin tone was very pale, but got darker from exposure as he roamed through the apocalypse. He weighs roughly 150 pounds, but it fluctuates these days with whether the week was a "good food week" or not.
Full Name- Audrey Jane Hendrick
Nickname(s)- Dee or A.J.
Gender- Female
Age- 24
Personality-
Boyish, brave, protective, and fiercely loyal. The downside to her personality is that she's thick-skulled and stubborn, slightly aggressive and painfully rude. AJ can come off as confident and ignorant sometimes, but is usually masking her awkwardness with genuine intimacy and emotions. She's generally either someone you hate or love, but always respect for her intensity.
Brief Background- (Both before and during the apocalypse)
Before the apocalypse she was just living no-strings attached in the world, her home being a series of motels and bars. She isn't much for the past, always thinking in the present moment. During the apocalypse, she held a strong duration with a few groups here and there; and even settled down with a group in a diner for a good half a year. After they were overthrown, she moved on to greener grass; completely alone again. She lives in her car, which is completely stocked with all the weaponry and food she'd need. She's been like this for a little over a month, and it's worked out well enough.
Prominent Relationships- (Allies, family, friends, etc.)
The only relationship worth mentioning is the close bond she shares with her father, who was separated from her. Dee's initial plan was to drive out and find him, but she's been sidetracked from that.
Other- (Insert any quirks/fears/other things worth mentioning) She's rather hotheaded and irrational in the heat of her anger. She's a lesbian, who prefers no sexual affiliation with men anymore; after a long period of experimentation. Even though she'll drink whiskey, she can't stand drugs other than cigarettes- and even then, she's guilted into remembering her father's strong opinions against it. Also strangely enough, regarding her sexuality, she has an odd attraction to Asian women that she can't pinpoint the reason for.
Looks- (Photo + written description with height/weight/general appearance/etc)
She's roughly 5'5, with an athletic curvaceous body; weighing about 119 pounds. Honestly, if she cleaned herself up she could be one of the women put in magazines. Most of her bodily fat is concentrated in her thick muscular legs and wide hips. While her upper body is thinner, everything is condensed in her lower body. Her eyes are light hazel, her hair dirty-blonde, and she gets freckles in the sun as well as a soft tan. Her hair is voluminous and wavy, obnoxiously poofed up and out. She usually wears old flannel and denim shorts/jeans, accompanied with military-style boots. She dresses similar to her father, who was a military man. She is loaded to the max with weaponry in her trunk, and has a stash of unhealthy food in her car as well.
Full Name- Finely J. Graham
Nickname(s)- FINN
Gender- Male
Age- 19 (lies that he's older)
Personality-
At first glance he appears to be a "bratty burnout kid", but he's far more complex than what meets the eye. Parental neglect has catalyzed Finn as "bad" and stuck in his own self-destruction. Although, it is not entirely based upon the neglect and violence of his father (which started only when he began acting out.) It really has its roots in not being good enough, and being kicked too much when he's down. He's impulsive, hedonistic, playfully childish, and always has an anxious expression plastered on his face. He's tried to grow up too fast, already technically 'moved out' at 16 and easily eligible for rehab at 17. Because of his age, he usually receives the short end of the stick and gets hurt more than not. He's almost always in motion, whether it's bouncing his leg or pacing.
Brief Background- (Both before and during the apocalypse)
Finn was raised by a family with a nice reputation, a middle-class suburban 'normal' family. Most of his outbursts and misbehavior can be blamed on his father's increasingly abusive demeanor towards him, which was supposedly a result of Finn's early teen-rebellion. Needless to say, his family isn't around anymore- Not that he lived with them much before the apocalypse anyways. During the apocalypse he hung around with his friends in the same clubs and drug dens as before, the only problem with this being people died all too often. He couldn't seem to manage settling in a group, and up until most of his friends died in a traumatic gory ambush he hasn't considered moving from the "homeboys" gang he was with. Now he's ambling with one other companion (anyone?), his bag stashed with drugs and weapons, but no food and only a few canteens of water.
Prominent Relationships- (Allies, family, friends, etc.)
He has two friends who are still alive, but far from him. His parents are most likely deceased, as well as his younger sister. His only current ally is one friend who wasn't separated in the flurry of terror.
Other- (Insert any quirks/fears/other things worth mentioning)
Has a slight New York accent, smokes to calm his nerves (if not anything worse), and seems to suffer from paranoia of sorts. However, this could just be a result of the trauma he's encountered or the drugs. He also never learned to swim. This is random, but important if he ever encountered a situation where he had to swim. He's also a surprisingly fast runner.
Looks- (Photo + written description with height/weight/general appearance/etc)
He's only 5'6 and a half, weighing about 132 pounds. His body is rather lithe; he resembles his mother closely, and is nearly the spitting image of her. His father, however, doesn't look like him even remotely. His father was large, wide-set, and hardwired. His mother; delicate, over-emotional, and a victim to her own compassion. Finn isn't in the best shape, he used to be a star-track runner in his early years of high school, but now he's lost a fraction of his weight and muscle. You could say he has "daddy issues." His eyes are a piercing blue, his hair a dirty blonde, and his skin pinkish. His body is scarred, pierced, and he has two tattoos (a celtic scorpion on his forearm, and another different tattoo near the nape of his neck.) His ears were unsuccessfully pierced, and you can see a slight indentation where they were sloppily botched at a party when he passed out. He also received a lip piercing, but there's no trace of that anymore.
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((ignore that I rushed everything in the character forms, it's really choppy but I think my point gets across ^^))
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