Realistic or Modern These Are Strange Times. . . {Character Sheet}

[DrBezendrine]

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Let me know if you have any questions! I sort of wanted to make the CS a bit lighter than most because Characters shouldn't be limited, they should be able to grow.

 

[DrBezendrine]

---NPC LIST---

The Baron

"Welcome to Barter Town, chaps. Welcome to the wonderful world I built with my own two hands, Larue, Kozuch, and Sarah. Please, make this place homely to yourselves. . .I have a few matters to attend."

The Baron--An Old man who seems like he's never left his prime. The Baron is a very reasonable man, but at times, will show to be very stubborn and coward-like. He is a man of few risks, even if those risks might save his life. Some would call him senile, others will support him and praise him for building the town. . . But as of now. . .This divide has been silent ever since he was placed in power. He controls it all and his people are fairly loyal. It would be wise to not mess with him.

Larue Monroe

"Welcome to the Ritz. . .Don't cause no trouble or stir the shit pot and we'll be fine. Beer is 5 9mms, wine is 3 and food depends on what you order. Stay safe. . ."

Larue Monroe, one of the more powerful men in all of Barter Town, but one of the most pacifistic. He runs The Ritz, which he built from the ground up, as well as most other buildings in the town. Larue loves to spend time to his research, loves to server people, and just is glad he's alive as far as anyone else knows. He's a very straightforward and no-shit taking man with firm love for his bar. He will live and die with his ship. Larue is also a soldier that remained after the American Restoration who abandoned orders.

Sarah Burgundy

"Listen--The Baron is just old. Sure, he might not be fit to run anything, but he's a good guy. Just, be patient with him."

Sarah is also another soldier left behind. She is head of stock, trade, and political dictations in the town. . .All of which, need to be approved by the Baron himself first. She organizes teams to make runs and all and all, keeps the community safe. Otherwise, she wouldn't care much what happens. Just so she knows she is doing her job

William "Bill" Kozuch

"I've committed war crimes that go worse than what history tells you, do you really think I give two pieces of shit for someone who 'lost their friend'? Absolutely fucking not. Now go dig your pal a grave, if we can't find him, I'll throw a rotter in there to make it look like I did."

The most feared member of Barter Town, Captain William Kozuch. This man, although most of his story is unknown, is head of the Security of Barter Town and the garden. Such a lovely hobby. His punishment methods include; Killing, Maiming, Feeding you to the dusks, or removing limbs. All which are approved by the Baron without much of a second thought. He is not the man you want to look at funny.

Anne "Annie" "Hail-Mary" Norton

"The best shot y'all ever gonna get, the best runner y'all ever gonna get, an' the best Catholic to pop outta church to defend my home. Toss me another mag, gotta make sure I can cover ya' asses."

Annie is the runner, and when she isn't that, she's the lookout for Barter Town. She is Sarah's best friend and Commander over all running teams. Without much of a background, Annie is also the best shot in Barter Town compared to all the military. She's a Catholic down under her stone cold heart, but she has a smoking problem. Basically, your resident bitch. You're welcome.

 

[KarenAKAMint]

• Fallin Morell
• Hazel Greenfield

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  Name: Fallin Morell
  Age: 24
  Personality: Fallin Morell she is the powerhouse of feminine power. Her looks are the first thing that everyone judges. I mean you are never to wrong with what you think of her through her looks. She is not afraid to get her hands dirty in order to get what she thinks is her's to claim. Pain, only reminds her that she is alive, so she is not shy to a fight, even if it not necessary. Before the virus, Fallin was someone with sticky fingers, but she had her reasons to take things.
  Description: Fallin has a few tattoos on her shoulders and back. As much as she would love to pierce her piercings again, she has several scars on her ear, lips, and nose, where they used to be. Her eyes are a dark forest green color that when she is in her mood to control, they become even darker with determination. Her lips are the one aspect of her appearance that always gets more attention, it's what makes her so attractive alongside her smoldering dark eyes. Her black hair and pale appearance show how she likes to play in the shadows, then work in the light.
  Likes: Hard liquor, Going hunting, word games (manipulating), Music
  Dislikes: Being chained up inside the town walls, Being told she is only a woman, losing
  Strengths: Charismatic/Manipulating, Long range shooting, Sneaking in and out of places
  Weaknesses: Navigation, Temper Control, Strength (Carrying too much)
  What You Used To Be: Bartender/College Student - Communication Major
  Short Biography: Coming from a dysfunctional family, Fallin learned to live around the mess. So much so, she loved everything that was her family, well when they weren't trying to kill each other. Her little sister was her only reason not to run away from home at times. Even when the worse has arrived in the family, there was always something she still cared and held dear to her family. When the time to go to college came around, Fallin decided to keep close to home in order to take care of her sister. Fallin was in the middle of work when the outbreak happened, which allowed her to race back home. She still relives that day, and she thinks it is her only weakness she will never give up, it makes it real to her.
  Gear: A small childlike photo album with pictures of her family
  A few of her music CDs (I know, who owns CDs in 2014!)
  Her father's old hunting knife with Morell engraved on the hilt
  Sister's handmade friendship bracelet she wears here and there.
  Extra: Fallin might look like trouble but she does it for a good reason. There is always a reason behind her actions, so she always asks for a fair trial.
• 
  Name: Melinda Hazel Greenfield
  Age: 22
  Personality: Sweetheart and Hardworking. Hazel loves to help in any way she can. She might look like she is defenseless but she's strong, athletic strong. She has a heart and emotional when it comes to sad events, but she tries to keep it down as long as she can. He emotions always come to the surface eventually. Outdoorswoman, she knows where and where not to step in the middle of a forest. Killing is not on her agenda, but she knows that the world is not the same as it uses to be. That doesn't stop her from trying to solve a problem without the use of violence.
  Description: Hazel is a clean slate when it comes to her appearance. She was never one to wear much makeup, let alone give herself tattoos. Her strawberry blond hair is an iconic feature to her as it seems to always be in best shape even when Hazel has not washed it for a while. Her brown eyes are sweet and delicate but they hold confidence and determination within them.
  Likes: Working the fields, teaching, helping others, her guitar
  Dislikes: Fights/Violence, drinking, arguments
  Strengths: Farming, Foraging, Traps, Caretaking, Medicine
  Weaknesses: Hunting/Shooting, pressure, technology(communication/radios)
  What You Used To Be: College Student - Biology Major/Camp Director during the summer
  Short Biography: Hazel is your poster child of good grades and team captain in many different sports. Harvard was her parent's goal, which leads her to be such a goody two shoes. When it came to college she decided to go as simple as she can, so she can ride along what she already knew. She was the youngest child in her family which were all Harvard graduates, but she hated living in a cookie cutter life. When the outbreak became world news, she was far from home and in no way to contact her loved ones. She holds on to the hope that they would pop up back into her life, safe and sound.
  Gear: Tin box with herbs she had found outside
  A guitar she found along her way
  Polaroid Picture of her boyfriend
  Compass and Swiss army knife
  Small fire ax
  Extra: She tends to watch the main entrance in hopes her boyfriend would someday arrive

 

[FireMaiden]

Name: Tempest Harlows
Age: 25
Personality: Tempest is what you could call intimidating. There's an air of deadly intelligence and strength behind a woman of steely features and a quick fuse. She's the most in lady like lady you'll probably ever meet. Her trust is not easily earned, nor her respect easily gained. It's a dog eat dog world after all, every man for himself. Those who manage to gain her friendship, get her loyalty, and a much friendlier version of the woman who is Tempest.

Ever since the shit hit the fan, her attitude has been, well, justified. Tempest has seen some shit, from her few years over seas, to her brief postion on her own turf, nothing seems to phase her anymore. This has made her cautious, it's made her smart, and you know fro damn sure it's made her a good shot.

Her morals can easily turn people against her. Pulling the trigger on a person is no differnt than pulling the trigger on an infected monster. This makes her an efficient killer. One who isn't above playing dirty to win. However, kids and animals may stir hesitation in her, most of the time, she doesn't deal with them. So, if she can kill without remorse, she can steal without remorse. There's a lot she can do with no remorse.
Description:

From even a first, quick glance you know she's an attractive woman. Standing at five feet six inches tall, she has an average height that can have her blend into a crowd of taller people. She weighs 154 pounds, most of which is her muscle. Almost shoulder length and white, her hair frames her face, which only brings out her strong, yet femmine features more. Her eyes are a dark steely hray, which compliments her hair nicely. Her body is like none other. Blessed with an hourglass figure, she's toned, not to muscular looking, which can hide her strength. Along the length of her inner let forearm is her most notable tattoo, Sua Sponte, which means Of Their Own Accord, one of the Ranger mottos. She has a few others, a small set of angle wings on her shoulder blades, in memory of her best friend Angel. She has "Live or Die" across her knuckles, three skulls on her upper right bicep.
Likes:
- A good drink
- Warm Food
- Rain
- Kicking Ass
- Dogs
- Tulips
Dislikes:
× Disrespect
× Sexism
× Zombies, cause who does?
× Snakes
Strengths:
- Strong af - As a child, she was always a little stronger than everyone else, so she not.only has her natural strength, but her time in the military only increased it.
- Fast - She's quick on her feet and with a weapon.
- Intemidating - She isn't a lady to mess with, so most people avoid picking a fight with her. Sometimes, people pay her to scare others into doing stuff, or getting something from them.
Weaknesses:
- Kids - She, despite her personality, will go out of her way to take care of or protect them. She knows she can't save 'em all, but she can at least do something for the ones she can.
- Untrusting - She isn't the most trusting of individuals, which can some times interfere with her team work skills
- Fucked up Shoulder - She was injured pretty badly a few weeks ago, and while she's recovered, she's still feeling the effects.
- No Filter - She has no filter whatsoever, and half her vocabulary is profanity.
What You Used To Be: Army; 75th Ranger Regiment
Short Biography: Born on an Air Base in Germany, Tempest started life out in an interesting position. Her mother was a native German, an owner of a small bakery near the base. Her father was an American pilot, who when she reached the age of five, took her back to America when he was discharged. It was fine, though she didn't like living in some rundown apartment building, or the fact she had to learn English, but that's besides the point.

Over the course of several years, her father had many girlfriends, all of who liked her. Until he married her stepmother when she was ten. Unbeknownst to him, his little princess was being tormented by his wife and her two sons. Sorta like Cinderella, but a little more pervy. Tempest quickly learned how to throw a punch.

For the 8 remaining years of living with them, she developed an interest in the military. Particularly the Rangers, and once she was part of the Army's ranks, she made it her goal to join them. Showing great skill, she was assigned to the 75th Ranger Regiment after saving her team. More details on that to come. She was part of many classified operations over the few years she was able to serve with them before the world went to shit. She was stationed in New Orleans, but since it failed, she's been on the move.
Gear:
- Two .45 caliber pistols, three clips each
- Three Flashbangs
- Hunting knife
- Backpack with necessities. (Basic medical supplies, protein bars, two bottles of water, a change of clothes, a lifestraw, and her army hat)
- Baseball bat
- A simpler silver locket
How Did They Find Barter Town: She stumbled upon the town in dire need of medical attention. Luckily, she wasn't bit so she was allowed in and got the help she needed.
Extra: Has Marie Antoinette Syndrome, though some of her original brown hair can still be faintly seen.

 

[Janesomnia]

Name:
Maya Parker

Age:
27

Personality:
Maya's a pretty quiet person who doesn't usually speak unless spoken to, however if she does manage to form some sort of bond she's very easy to get along with. She's not the most open person, often taking her time to joke around or casually talk with someone but most of the time it's not out of distrust, rather not being very good at connecting with people. Due to this she can often be seen as a loner, although she desperately wants/needs someone to talk to.

Ever since the outbreak she's learned to let loose a little, no longer following social standards she can openly steal with only a slight tinge of regret. As for killing she thinks the only way she'd kill, would be if someone she cared for was in danger but the truth is she wouldn't be able to do it, even in that scenario. Which even leads her to wonder how she's still alive. Luckily being quick and not attracting too much attention have helped her get by but she knows she can't run and hide forever, but she'd rather ignore the inevitable conclusion that, eventually, she'll have to kill someone in order to survive.

Description:
True to her personality, Maya normally prefers not to stand out from the crowd, leaving any possible tattoos, piercings and extravagant hair colors out of out the question. She has medium curls which she normally straightened until appearances stopped mattering and she wouldn't get reprimanded for showing up to work with her natural curls. She has dark brown eyes, which are often examining her surroundings or other people.



Likes: Quite places, books and morning jogs.

Dislikes: Heights, loud sounds (Which is pretty hard to avoid considering most everyone she's met in the apocalypse carries a gun),

Strengths: Pretty fast on her feet, able to fit in tight spaces, not very noticeable and level-headed in difficult situations.

Weaknesses: She's one of those people who can't say no when asked to help, she's not very persuasive, not very strong, easily influenced.

What You Used To Be: Pretty much just your average secretary working a nine to five in a cybersecurity company.

Short Biography: In her day-to-day life Maya was used to putting her head down and answering with a sheepish "Yes sir, right away sir" to pretty much anything. She didn't exactly like her job as a secretary, what with the endless stream of noise and someone constantly yelling at her but she never really stood up for herself, preferring to keep it all bottled up. She felt as if she were re-living high school again, just waiting for this to all be over with until she could move on to the next, more quiet, thing. Unfortunately for her that wasn't what happened.

At the time of the outbreak she didn't live anywhere close to her family so, at first, she was determined to go find them until she considered she'd be arriving only to find their corpses or something much worse. She prefers to think it's better if she crosses paths with any remaining family members by coincidence rather than to go find them dead.

Gear: A knife (Mind you it's more for show than for actual combat), Some cans of food and water purification tablets.

How Did They Find Barter Town: She had heard word of a safe haven in the middle of all the chaos from a passerby she met while scavenging for supplies. She had been looking for a community, a sense of belonging and safety in numbers. After she heard there was also some sort of trade system established she knew she had to go.

Extra: N/A

 

[VasiliasMellow]

Age: 9
Personality: Dag is a simple kid, he wants someplace warm to sleep and to not go too long without food. Hard times make hard people and Dag will do what he needs to survive. Now that he is on his own he has to look out for number one. At least that is what he was told he should do. If you have to steal, be quick. If you have to fight, fight hard. If you have to run, never look back.

Description: Everything Dag wears is a size or two too big. He's in brown pants, an OD jacket, and a dingy t-shirt. On his hands are a pair of fingerless gloves the left one has a pullover mitten velcroed on the back. On his feet is a pair of well cared for boots. On his exposed arms you can see a number of scars from various cuts and scrapes. On his neck hangs a single blank dog tag. He is thin and a bit lanky. His copper brown hair has been messily cut short.

Likes: Things he can eat, use as a weapon, or use as barter.
Dislikes: Roving Gangs, Liars, Cheaters, Animals that don't know when to die.
Strengths: Small, Agile, Tenacious, and Untrusting
Weaknesses: Small, Weak, Lack of Patience, and Untrusting
What You Used To Be: A child. Plain and simple he was a boy with a mom and a dad. Then a boy with a mom and an uncle. Then a boy with an uncle. Now he is just Dag.

Short Biography: Dag once had a mother and father who loved him very much. Things weren't as they had been so they had to move. Unfortunately, they were not the only ones. Everone was trying to get someplace else. Someplace safer. They headed south, maybe they would be safer with her brother. On the road Dags father got sick, they didn't stop and there was nowhere to go for help so it got worse. Then there was a fever and then it was just the two of them until they reached his uncle. Uncle Huck, is the best. Even before the world went to pieces he knew how to survive. After 3 tours in the Army Henry came back and settles into the family home. It was there that Dag's mother fell ill. Then it was just Huck and Dag.
Gear: Backpack[Canteen, empty cigarette lighter, a good sharp knife], Knife
How Did They Find Barter Town: Before they were separated he heard his uncle talk about it. They were supposed to go together but now he hopes his uncle will find him here.
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