Walking Dead RP

[Princess Ktyria]

Am I allowed to make Carter's long lost friend that the machete belongs to?

 

[Lord Bradorian]

We'll say how the "Become friends" part goes. For now, Jason is gonna send them to the Hospital alone. They'll meet up after.

 

[Princess Ktyria]

• Name:


Asher S. Jones


• Nicknames:


Ash


• Age:


14


• Ethnicity:


Caucasian


APPEARANCE

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Picture:

Description:


Asher stands at 5'6 and has short chesnut hair and pale blue/green eyes. His skin is tanned, quite the opposite of Carter's. Ash has a bit of muscle on him and could easily pull his own weight.


PERSONALITY:


Overall:


Asher's attitude mainly relies on what teh current situation is. If the situation is a group of walkers chasing after them, he'll be serious and try his best. If it's them sitting around a campfire without a care in the world, he'll be talkative and crack jokes here and there. He doesn't have a set personality. Ash is whatever he needs to be.


Likes:


Surviving


Bright Areas


Children


Weapons


Dislikes:


Fighting


Feeling Useless


Two Men


Flaws:


No matter how dire the situation is, he doesn't back down.


Abilities:


He's surprisingly good at fighting and both running.


BACK STORY:


Asher was born into a good family that supported him and made sure all his needs were taken care of. When he met Carter, she was struggling. They had become friends quickly and soon hung out together all the time. Ash couldn't believe what she had been through and how she was able to support herself. He told his parents and they became third parents for Carter, and Ash was completely okay with it.


(I made this character as quickly as I possibly could so that I can type. I'll probably go back and edit it heavily.)

 

[Lord Bradorian]

Unaccepted


Because you spelt "Caucasian" wrong.

 

[Princess Ktyria]

I was in a hurry ;-;


 
Happy..?

 

[Lord Bradorian]

Accepted.

 

[CGULL9313]

Welcome back, Princess.

 

[Princess Ktyria]

Thank you

 

[Dawn2Dusk]

• Name: Ebony Kap


• Nicknames: Eb, Eep


• Age: 14


• Ethnicity: Australian, recently moved to New York with parents


APPEARANCE


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Description: Ebony considers herself way too young for the apocalypse, and yet now the world has practically met it's end her favourite passtime is executing random zombies and putting their heads on tree branches. Call it a troll for whoever lives near there. Her other hobby is drawing, which she rarely has time for. Armed with an AK-47 and katana, she's a person who you won't wanna mess with. She does, however, have a happier side, which can be unlocked by obtained her friendship.


PERSONALITY: Quirky, hard to warm up to, and basically a teenage badass.


Overall: Ebony will NOT be easy to befriend. She's basically just flipped friendship the bird after her only friend was buried alive two weeks before the zombies heated up. She will kick your ass, unless of course you happen to be an excellent sniper and/or you're older and stronger than her.


Likes: Cats, books, katanas and drawing.


Dislikes: Spiders, coffins and zombies altogether.


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Flaws: Unfortunately, despite her utter badassery, she's arachnophobic and constantly has nightmares about spiders. She's also haunted by memories of her friend who was buried alive by idiots who thought it was funny to kill someone unarmed in a zombie apocalypse.


Abilities: Awesome with her katana, average with her AK-47 and if she ever gets a flamethrower you're going to die a very crispy death. Also, her zombie heads ward off survivors with bad intentions.


BACK STORY: Ebony lived in an orphanage, and before she and her best friend were adopted she had a pet cat she named Poptart. Poptart died years later of natural causes, and Ebony now longs for another cat. Chloe, (her BFF), lived with her until eord of the apocalypse broke out and everyone went crazy. Chloe and Ebony ran off and barred themselves up in a flimsy treehouse and covered themselves in mud. I have no idea why. With a radio, a butcher knife, food, water and two sleeping bags, they waited until they announced it was over. That, unfortunately, never happened, and they were forced to leave their refuge. As soon as they took off a single plank, they saw a zombie. Thankfully, Ebony killed it. While Ebony was killing it though, Chloe was being shoved in a hole by a two teenagers. Ebony ran to them but Chloe was already buried by the time Ebony got over there. Ebony killed the assholes that buried Ebony. By the time Ebony dug Chloe up she had died of suffocation. Now Ebony roams the zombie infested streets alone.