Realistic or Modern We Were Dead Already { Zombie RP }

[TheFlyingWriter]

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BASICS

| NAME |

Abrielle Shultz

| NICKNAME(S) |

Abby, Brielle, Bri

| AGE |

27

| GENDER |

Female

| SEXUALITY |

Heterosexual

PERSONA

| PERSONALITY |

Brielle was once a perky, flirty young woman who dressed to impress, both physically and socially. However, after she gave birth to her son, Luke, at nineteen, she was forced to become more responsible and motherly.

While she isn't as quick to flirt and mess around as she once was, she definitely retains her humorous, quick-witted, and positive outlook on life. Even with the apocalypse, she has managed to survive so far by keeping her head down and doing as she's told, and keeping Luke out of people's way as best she can.

| LIKES |

Security, sleeping in the car, music, grassy fields, swimming

| DISLIKES |

Muggy warmth, forests, heights, gore, loud noises

BIOGRAPHY

| HISTORY |

Brielle grew up in a broken home, with her father never being around and her mother always working to provide for the small family. She had an older brother, but he was killed in a drunk driver incident when she was sixteen.

Not too long after that, she was raped by her boyfriend, who was later arrested. While she knew they had little to no chance of raising a baby, she couldn't take the baby's life, and so kept it.

If you were to ask her now, she would tell you it was the best decision she ever made. Having and raising Luke has brought her the most joy she had ever had in her life, and she admits that he's close to the only reason she keeps on waking up in the morning and fighting.

OTHERS

| RELATIONSHIPS |

Luke Shultz - Son

| ITEMS |

Pistol (about 30 rounds), serrated knife, backpack containing 4 meal bars, 1 can of beans, 2 water bottles

| OTHER |

She interned at a veterinary clinic for about a year and a half

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BASICS

| NAME |

Luke Shultz

| NICKNAME(S) |

N/A

| AGE |

8

| GENDER |

Male

| SEXUALITY |

Asexual (for now lol)

PERSONA

| PERSONALITY |

Luke is extremely quiet and rarely speaks to anyone, except for his mother. Most people aren't even sure he can speak, for he spends most of his time just listening and doing his own thing instead of conversing. While it is unknown if he has a mental disorder such as autism, he is very much a loner, and likes being secluded from everyone (except his mother, whom he is very attached to).

He has a way with animals and will light up in presence of one, sometimes becoming so excited that he will utter a few words. Depending on your relationship with him, he may be more open to talking.

| LIKES |

His mother, animals, quiet, the cold, drawing, being alone

| DISLIKES |

Talking, screaming, gunshots, being grabbed, the dark, large crowds

BIOGRAPHY

| HISTORY |

Born to Brielle due to a rape when she was nineteen, he doesn't have much to cry about having lost because of the apocalypse. All he knew was a shabby apartment in a dingy area, and even then, he was only five years old at the time, so he only had a vague memory.

He has traveled from group to group with his mother, following her lead and acting as a shadow, trying to keep out of trouble and not speak out. Which isn't really that hard for him, as you probably figured out.

OTHERS

| RELATIONSHIPS |

Abrielle Shultz - Mother

| ITEMS |

Backpack containing notebook, 3 pencils, a box of crayons, a blanket, and a worn stuffed cow

| OTHER |

His favorite animal is a cow

He adores apples

 

[NickTehAvenger]

Layout? c; sounds good

 

[DeadnotSleeping]

(APPEARANCE)

Nigel is a bit taller than average, but usually carries himself a bit slouched, changing his height, and keeping his head low; his serves to highlight how skinny is he now. He has slightly reddish brown, messy hair, grey eyes, and almost permanent stubble, with caramel brown skin. His once good looks are marred by burn scars, which are covering his face and his shoulders. According to him, it was left by a car accident, way before the End – if this is true, he got quite a substandard care. His clothing is well-kept in this circumstances, but always covering as much skin as possible. His accent is impossible to place, but seems to be foreign.

BASICS

| NAME|


Nigel Canberton, (former mayor of Blood Springs), a dentist by trade.


|NICKNAME(S) |


„Dentist” (and it is not a nice moniker), Nie, Doc


| AGE|


He is in his late thirties (38, to be exact, he was the youngest mayor of his county), but thanks to his good genes, appears to be about a ten years younger, even unshaved and exhausted.


| GENDER |


Male


| SEXUALITY |


heterosexual

PERSONA

| PERSONALITY |


Nigel is a silent, withdrawn man, who is constantly seems to be lost in thought, and carefully changes his posture and speech patterns to appear harmless. He could be still very charismatic, if he decides so, he has the bearing of a leader, and a surprisingly calm and collected attitude. He is rather the planning type, though, not exactly brash, and if he is not upset, tries to pay attention to the details.


He once was the mayor of a small town, and sometimes, if he is pushed, it still shows. He has an uncanny sense to pick up on people’s wishes and fears, and good at playing on them, but even if he can talk down a few persons, he doesn’t have the physical strength anymore to do anything else. He would rely on his cunning and smooth talking if he faces a conflict, and if he can’t use them, he rather tries to disappear than fight.


Nigel is still haunted by his failure, so if it is possible, he wouldn’t take a leading position. He feels better if someone else is in the lead. He still struggles with his newly onset claustrophobia, and tries to hide it. Not really successfully. He manages better with his random bouts of weakness.


Nowadays, Nigel isn’t against bigger groups, as it is safe to say that no one knows him anymore, besides, the burns on his face ensure that even if they would, they won’t realize. He only ever tells his given name, and tells others that he was a dentist, which is technically true. He also states that his scars are from before the End, and he got them in a car accident. He resolved himself not to say too much, but he couldn’t deny his nature; he still tries to help others if he considers them “his people”. Despite his usual silence, he actually enjoys other’s company, and actively seeks them out, even if he not talks to them.


| LIKES |


silence, safe environments, history and history novels, fruits


| DISLIKES |


loud people, enclosed spaces, cold, darkness

BIOGRAPHY

| HISTORY |


Two years before ’it’ happened, the self-made man Nigel Canberton just managed to win the mayor’s position in a small town, Blood Spring; he was originally just a dentist, with a major streak of history nerd. During his short time, Nigel succeeded in building a reputation for the town, bringing in a new steel factory and setting up the Blood Spring Fairs, a string of historical reenactment fairs, with a mock-up knight order to boot, led by him. Both were wildly profitable for the town, and gained him a very wide supportive base.


Then he screwed up, as the end came. Strictly speaking, this wasn’t entirely his fault, but Nigel still thinks so; when the apocalypse „hit”, he followed the government’s plan to pack up and evacuate his people to one of the safe zones. He executed the plans flawlessly, managing to transport everyone with their most important belongings to the assigned zone, save a few uniformed and elected officials to manage the town until the army reached it. Ironically, this is something he was praised for then, as he did this smoothly and without any hiccups, and few others managed this feat. The only problem was with the appointed safe zone, which quickly proved not being safe at all. Almost everyone died there (including his own parents and fiancée), and most people (and Nigel himself) blamed the mayor for putting the civilians in the zone.


The sheriff (she lost her family there, too) and some others decided to show their feelings to Nigel by locking him in one of the dungeons built for the fairs, and leaving him there, after beating him up and burning him quite a bit, scarring his face, shoulders, chest and back (the latter is branded with several M for murderer). Nigel didn’t do anything against them, and resigned himself to death at first, but changed his mind, and managed to break out of the “dungeon” (which wasn’t such a great feat, as the manacles were too big for him, and the cell’s build wasn’t exactly solid). He cleaned himself up in the abandoned hospital, as well as he could, then tried to go to the west. Luckily, he could convince a travelling family to take him in for a while, then when they realized who he was exactly, he took off, quickly fading into a nobody in the chaos of the End.


While he lucked out, and managed to not contract the fungus, in the last few months he doesn’t exactly feels well; he lost weight, more than before, and struggles with random bouts of weakness, dizziness and sometimes pain in his bones. This is also something he is very secretive about, as he fears it might be connected to the infection.

OTHERS

| RELATIONSHIPS |


| ITEMS |


A big hiking backpack, with a container for medical gear (including some for his original trade, although he cannot really do much in these circumstances), and a well-constructed “bug out” pack, containing a double-sided foil blanket, fire-making instruments, means for lighting, and several knives, a small hammer, a wire saw, a multitool and a lighter axe. He also carries strengthened duct-tape (he uses it to create makeshift armors, surprisingly well). He is quite low on normal food, but he still has two cans of fruit salad, two dozen broth cubes looted from a bio shop, some spam of questionable quality and several energy bars. He has two water pouches, and a bunch of water cleaning tablets (his supply will run out in a few months).


| OTHER |


Nigel doesn’t have a gun, as he cannot use firearms, but deals pretty well with medieval weapons; the axe also doubles as his main combat partner, and he uses his biggest knife pretty well in lieu of a shortsword. Back in the good days he won several knight’s tournaments… now his muscles are mostly gone, but he still can handle himself somehow. He mostly chooses to avoid fight because of his dizzy spells, and managed to manoeuvre himself into a “medic” position, since he has a good claim on the title. He studied medicine before flunking out and changing to dentistry, and since the end, he managed to learn enough to successfully treat most non-lethal injuries with limited resources. He also eagerly fixes up others’ gears, sews, and makes pretty good armor from common clothing strengthened with the duct tape (see? LARP can be handy!). He himself wears pieces of his old cosplay chainmail sewn inside his outfit, which contributes to his exhaustion.


He really sucks at firefight and cooking; he recognizes most of the edible plants, and technically could follow recipes, but he is the type who would burn water. Since his sight is damaged, he cannot really aim, and shooting was never in his interests, so he won’t even try. After his ordeal, he is really afraid of the darkness, and he is still nervous in enclosed spaces, which means he cannot sleep well. Nigel is at the end of his rope and he already started to realize it, but he still tries to live until he can, hoping he can still do some good, balancing out his failure.

 

[TheFlyingWriter]

(APPEARANCE)

Nigel is a bit taller than average, but usually carries himself a bit slouched, changing his height, and keeping his head low; his serves to highlight how skinny is he now. He has slightly reddish brown, messy hair, grey eyes, and almost permanent stubble, with caramel brown skin. He usually wears old-styled, dark rimmed glasses, and he really needs them, but only for longer distances. His once good looks are marred by burn scars, which are covering his face and his shoulders. According to him, it was left by a car accident, way before the End – if this is true, he got quite a substandard care. His clothing is well-kept in this circumstances, but always covering as much skin as possible. His accent is impossible to place, but seems to be foreign.

BASICS

| NAME|


Nigel Canberton, (former mayor of Blood Springs), a dentist by trade.


|NICKNAME(S) |


„Dentist” (and it is not a nice moniker), Nie, Doc


| AGE|


He is in his late thirties (38, to be exact, he was the youngest mayor of his county), but thanks to his good genes, appears to be about a ten years younger, even unshaved and exhausted.


| GENDER |


Male


| SEXUALITY |


heterosexual

PERSONA

| PERSONALITY |


Nigel is a silent, withdrawn man, who is constantly seems to be lost in thought, and carefully changes his posture and speech patterns to appear harmless. He could be still very charismatic, if he decides so, he has the bearing of a leader, and a surprisingly calm and collected attitude. He is rather the planning type, though, not exactly brash, and if he is not upset, tries to pay attention to the details.


He once was the mayor of a small town, and sometimes, if he is pushed, it still shows. He has an uncanny sense to pick up on people’s wishes and fears, and good at playing on them, but even if he can talk down a few persons, he doesn’t have the physical strength anymore to do anything else. He would rely on his cunning and smooth talking if he faces a conflict, and if he can’t use them, he rather tries to disappear than fight.


Nigel is still haunted by his failure, so if it is possible, he wouldn’t take a leading position. He feels better if someone else is in the lead. He still struggles with his newly onset claustrophobia, and tries to hide it. Not really successfully. He manages better with his random bouts of weakness.


Nowadays, Nigel isn’t against bigger groups, as it is safe to say that no one knows him anymore, besides, the burns on his face ensure that even if they would, they won’t realize. He only ever tells his given name, and tells others that he was a dentist, which is technically true. He also states that his scars are from before the End, and he got them in a car accident. He resolved himself not to say too much, but he couldn’t deny his nature; he still tries to help others if he considers them “his people”. Despite his usual silence, he actually enjoys other’s company, and actively seeks them out, even if he not talks to them.


| LIKES |


silence, safe environments, history and history novels, fruits


| DISLIKES |


loud people, enclosed spaces, cold, darkness

BIOGRAPHY

| HISTORY |


Two years before ’it’ happened, the self-made man Nigel Canberton just managed to win the mayor’s position in a small town, Blood Spring; he was originally just a dentist, with a major streak of history nerd. During his short time, Nigel succeeded in building a reputation for the town, bringing in a new steel factory and setting up the Blood Spring Fairs, a string of historical reenactment fairs, with a mock-up knight order to boot, led by him. Both were wildly profitable for the town, and gained him a very wide supportive base.


Then he screwed up, as the end came. Strictly speaking, this wasn’t entirely his fault, but Nigel still thinks so; when the apocalypse „hit”, he followed the government’s plan to pack up and evacuate his people to one of the safe zones. He executed the plans flawlessly, managing to transport everyone with their most important belongings to the assigned zone, save a few uniformed and elected officials to manage the town until the army reached it. Ironically, this is something he was praised for then, as he did this smoothly and without any hiccups, and few others managed this feat. The only problem was with the appointed safe zone, which quickly proved not being safe at all. Almost everyone died there (including his own parents and fiancée), and most people (and Nigel himself) blamed the mayor for putting the civilians in the zone.


The sheriff (she lost her family there, too) and some others decided to show their feelings to Nigel by locking him in one of the dungeons built for the fairs, and leaving him there, after beating him up and burning him quite a bit, scarring his face, shoulders, chest and back (the latter is branded with several M for murderer). Nigel didn’t do anything against them, and resigned himself to death at first, but changed his mind, and managed to break out of the “dungeon” (which wasn’t such a great feat, as the manacles were too big for him, and the cell’s build wasn’t exactly solid). He cleaned himself up in the abandoned hospital, as well as he could, then tried to go to the west. Luckily, he could convince a travelling family to take him in for a while, then when they realized who he was exactly, he took off, quickly fading into a nobody in the chaos of the End.


While he lucked out, and managed to not contract the fungus, in the last few months he doesn’t exactly feels well; he lost weight, more than before, and struggles with random bouts of weakness, dizziness and sometimes pain in his bones. This is also something he is very secretive about, as he fears it might be connected to the infection.

OTHERS

| RELATIONSHIPS |


| ITEMS |


A big hiking backpack, with a container for medical gear (including some for his original trade, although he cannot really do much in these circumstances), and a well-constructed “bug out” pack, containing a double-sided foil blanket, fire-making instruments, means for lighting, and several knives, a small hammer, a wire saw, a multitool and a lighter axe. He also carries strengthened duct-tape (he uses it to create makeshift armors, surprisingly well). He is quite low on normal food, but he still has two cans of fruit salad, two dozen broth cubes looted from a bio shop, some spam of questionable quality and several energy bars. He has two water pouches, and a bunch of water cleaning tablets (his supply will run out in a few months).


| OTHER |


Nigel doesn’t have a gun, as he cannot use firearms, but deals pretty well with medieval weapons; the axe also doubles as his main combat partner, and he uses his biggest knife pretty well in lieu of a shortsword. Back in the good days he won several knight’s tournaments… now his muscles are mostly gone, but he still can handle himself somehow. He mostly chooses to avoid fight because of his dizzy spells, and managed to manoeuvre himself into a “medic” position, since he has a good claim on the title. He studied medicine before flunking out and changing to dentistry, and since the end, he managed to learn enough to successfully treat most non-lethal injuries with limited resources. He also eagerly fixes up others’ gears, sews, and makes pretty good armor from common clothing strengthened with the duct tape (see? LARP can be handy!). He himself wears pieces of his old cosplay chainmail sewn inside his outfit, which contributes to his exhaustion.


He really sucks at firefight and cooking; he recognizes most of the edible plants, and technically could follow recipes, but he is the type who would burn water. Since his sight is damaged, he cannot really aim, and shooting was never in his interests, so he won’t even try. After his ordeal, he is really afraid of the darkness, and he is still nervous in enclosed spaces, which means he cannot sleep well. Nigel is at the end of his rope and he already started to realize it, but he still tries to live until he can, hoping he can still do some good, balancing out his failure.

Aah I really like him ^^ I was just wondering if maybe you could lower his list of items a little?? It doesn't have to be by much if you can't, but just so we have a little room for worry =P

 

[DeadnotSleeping]

Aah I really like him ^^ I was just wondering if maybe you could lower his list of items a little?? It doesn't have to be by much if you can't, but just so we have a little room for worry =P

Okay! To be honest, by my standards (and any sane CP standards) this is a very bare list, and what I usually carry (plus an axe). The fruit cocktail stays, though!

 

[TheFlyingWriter]

@LadyStanhope Oh X'D Well maybe just lower it a bit...? Or explain how he acquired each item, just so he has a legitimate reason ^^;

 

[DeadnotSleeping]

I would lower my list if I could edit my post -.- for some reason the Edit button doesn't work...


Well, maybe I could explain all of them, since I own most items. His medical gear is mostly looted from cars (here we are required by law to carry a moderately well equipped medical box in them, I don't know about other countries), and from abandoned hospitals. Only one scalpel, though, and a few tweezers, and he has to make ends with a small sewing kit; he has bandages, gauze and muslin, adhesive bandage, some generic painkillers, iodium, alcohol, carbon tablets, a few packets of antipyretic, and lots of vitamins. The foil blanket also comes from these in-car kits. Judging by my family and friends and myself, having four knives on you is not so unreal (I have six in my pockets/fanny/backpack). Wire saw and a few cheap lighters are also easy to get, maybe the wire saw is not so much; although it is useful, I would leave it out now. Magnesium lighter... well, this is something that might be gone, too, but most military kits here have them. His position also means that (at least here) he was required to keep a bug out bag... but maybe it was the first to go. I am still adamant on the axe, it was part of his own medieval costume.


Water purifier tablets are standard in hospitals and in the in car medical kits, and most people won't think to take them, but if you think it is unreal, we could switch it to a vial of bleach. Most gyms here store energy bars, and they are not the most typical place to loot.


Anything else?

 

[TheFlyingWriter]

@LadyStanhope Ah okay! I think that list is great now; tysm for the cooperation haha!! ^^

 

[DeadnotSleeping]

@LadyStanhope Ah okay! I think that list is great now; tysm for the cooperation haha!! ^^

Thanks! Although I just realized that even if I carry most of these minus the axe, it might not be up to everyone's standards... sorry. My occupation and family might be a bit odd.


I have to go for a while, but I'll be back soon (you can take this as a threat).

 

[TheFlyingWriter]

@LadyStanhope Lol it's totally okay!! Do whatever works for you, and it'll probably be fine

 

[CharlieBoyyy]

Apperance


Longish dark hair, skinny jeans biker boots and a grey shirt. Dark clothes give Mitchell his darker aura. But it couldn't be further from his personality.


| NAME |


Mitchell


| NICKNAME(S) |


Mitch, Russell Brand


| AGE |


23


| GENDER |


Male


| SEXUALITY |


Ummm.... Antyhing goes


| PERSONALITY |


Comes across as quiet and shy. A little bit nerdy. There's an aura of pure mystery about him. Maybe it's his dark clothes and dark hair. Maybe it's something else?


He's willing to sacrifice himself for his friends. He'd be willing to get captured if it meant his friends were kept safe. He wishes his older brother would turn up around the corner. But he went missing weeks ago. That brooding always comes with him.


His Irish Charm helps in sticky situations. Especially those that involve girls. And his smile has got him out of trouble before. Lover of animals though, means Mitchell doesn't mind killing humans or "biters" as he calls them but won't hurt an animal, so hunting is always an issue for him. He can't understand why.


Slightly reckless and impulsive, Mitchell is willing to get in the action quickly. Which. Sometimes, ends up with him being captured. It happened before this thing happened too, so he guesses it will happen again.


| LIKES |


People he trusts


Humour


| DISLIKES |


Being Alone


People doing dumb things


| HISTORY |


(Two paragraphs at least please!!)


Mitchell grew up in Dublin, Ireland to working class parents. Then, His older brother, Darius, looked after him after his parents decided to up and leave them when Mitchell was 7.


Not much academic skill, or any real logic, but has the skill to charm which is always useful.


His brother was keen on weaponry, and both of them worked in a munitions and weaponry museum as nightguards, Mitchell had been doing this since he dropped out of school at 14 because, in his words "Fuck the smarmy bastards" So they knew their ways around weapons. And around people (the amount of people who Reid to rob things in that museum was ridiculous)


Both were on a 2 month excursion here when it all happened. They went to the nearest museum and knicked any historical weaponry they could find. Unable to get home, they stayed here and survived, but of course, Darius went missing quiet quickly. Mitchell never watched him die, so he's partially convinced that Darius is somewhere.


| RELATIONSHIPS |


(You can leave this blank for now, until some interactions happen, or unless you've discussed a prior relationship w another member - if #2, please inform me!! Ty ^^)


N/A


| ITEMS |


Some old medieval looking swords.


A pistol in its holster.


A pack of cigarettes.


| OTHER |

 

[TheFlyingWriter]

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BASICS

| NAME |


Robert Andrews


| NICKNAME(S) |


Bob, Andy


| AGE |


25


| GENDER |


Male


| SEXUALITY |


Bisexual

PERSONA

| PERSONALITY |


Robert is a bookworm. Like seriously, if he had an option between marriage and owning a library, he would jump to the books, head first. He spends some time a day reading any type of book as they keep him relaxed. He is also loud. He can shout your name if he see's you a mile away. He is an introvert but he is changing his ways for the better. He is responsible due to his previous profession as a lecturer.


| LIKES |


Books, Food, Comics, Jokes (WIP)


| DISLIKES |


Arrogance, Arguments,

BIOGRAPHY

| HISTORY |


Robert was born and bred in London. He attended Wallington County Grammar School and went to University of Manchester to study Ancient History. He moved to the US a few years later and got a job at Duke University. He found someone special, a waitress in a local diner where he lived. How she was attracted to a lecturer teaching one of the boring courses ever, that he never got to found out. They had their future planned together until it happened. The event as how he called it. The apocalypse of all man kind like the Black Death in 1330. He got front view seats on the event when he was teaching Ancient Structures to his 2nd year class. Everyone scrambling to the exit, students screaming, blood splatter everywhere and the sounds of death. He managed to escape the school and go home. when he reached, he walked to a pool of blood in the living room and saw his girlfriend's body badly bitten. He immediately threw up and one of those 'things' attacked him. He managed to fend it off and escaped with nothing but his life.

OTHERS

| RELATIONSHIPS |


Currently single.


| ITEMS |


A penlight, 2x cans of beans, 2x Instant Noodles, A History textbook, A Combat Knife


| OTHER |

I can see he's still a WIP but either way he's accepted! ^^

 

[TheFlyingWriter]

Apperance
Longish dark hair, skinny jeans biker boots and a grey shirt. Dark clothes give Mitchell his darker aura. But it couldn't be further from his personality.


| NAME |


Mitchell


| NICKNAME(S) |


Mitch, Russell Brand


| AGE |


23


| GENDER |


Male


| SEXUALITY |


Ummm.... Antyhing goes


| PERSONALITY |


Comes across as quiet and shy. A little bit nerdy. There's an aura of pure mystery about him. Maybe it's his dark clothes and dark hair. Maybe it's something else?


He's willing to sacrifice himself for his friends. He'd be willing to get captured if it meant his friends were kept safe. He wishes his older brother would turn up around the corner. But he went missing weeks ago. That brooding always comes with him.


| LIKES |


People he trusts


Humour


| DISLIKES |


Being Alone


People doing dumb things


| HISTORY |


(Two paragraphs at least please!!)


Mitchell grew up in a small humdrum town. His older brother, Darius, for company after his parents decided to up and leave them when Mitchell was 7. Not much academic skill, but has the skill to charm.


His brother was keen on weaponry, and worked in a munitions and weaponry museum as a nightguard, Mitchell a receptionist. So guess what they stole as soon as this outbreak occured?


| RELATIONSHIPS |


(You can leave this blank for now, until some interactions happen, or unless you've discussed a prior relationship w another member - if #2, please inform me!! Ty ^^)


N/A


| ITEMS |


Some old medieval looking swords. A pistol


| OTHER |

Okay so!! First of all, I'm actually a little amazed that you did the CS but deleted all of the coding?? Not that it really matters but it was just funny to me ='D Secondly, the personality and bio should be fleshed out wayyy more. Third, what is his last name...? Is it Brand or Russell? Or neither??


Sorry to seem nitpicky =P

 

[CharlieBoyyy]

Okay so!! First of all, I'm actually a little amazed that you did the CS but deleted all of the coding?? Not that it really matters but it was just funny to me ='D Secondly, the personality and bio should be fleshed out wayyy more. Third, what is his last name...? Is it Brand or Russell? Or neither??
Sorry to seem nitpicky =P

Okay


First of all Yeah the coding didn't work at all for me. Like. I just got loads of code, that I could just make out. I wasn't being a dick.


Second of all "Russell Brand" is a celebrity. With a certain dress sense. I suggest you google it. My friends call me that all the time so it is a nickname...


Third of all: ive lengthened them

 

[HollowForce]

Appearance:

(can usually be seen wearing a black hoodie,green t-shirt,black cargo pants, and black combat boots.)


Name: Jack Smith


Nick Name: N/A


Age: 23


Sexuality: Heterosexual


Personality: To describe Jack in one word no it takes two words they would have to be cocky and Skeemer. He always had a plan for anything and a back up plan for that one. He is also protective of friends and believes no one should be left behind. Jack also tends to have a weakness for women. If he see's a women being mistreated or in trouble he will try his best to help her. That is how he usually gets into a lot of trouble. Jack is also a musician if he has time and is in a place that is safe he will sometimes play his guitar.


Likes: Plans, music, and women


Hates: Winging things, being alone, and bringing up the past


Bio: Jack grew up in Florida living a normal life he had a small family his brother and parents, a girlfriend, and worked at a fast food joint but he always wanted to make it as a famous guitar player. But that all changed when the fungus started to infect people. His brother was one of the first cases in his neighborhood and his parents got infected from visiting him all the time. Then one day when Jack went to his girlfriends she attacked him and that's when he noticed she was infected with this fungus and that was the first time he killed anything. So he went back to his apartment and locked himself up for a few weeks after that. When he started to run low on food that's when he stepped back into the world and did it change everything was in chaos.


Relationships: None


Items: Backpack that has a few days of food rations and some bandages, guitar, machete, revolver with 30 bullets, and a canting for water.


(Sorry for not using the code. But I suck at using them.)

 

[TheFlyingWriter]

Appearance:

(can usually be seen wearing a black hoodie,green t-shirt,black cargo pants, and black combat boots.)


Name: Jack Smith


Nick Name: N/A


Age: 23


Sexuality: Heterosexual


Personality: To describe Jack in one word no it takes two words they would have to be cocky and Skeemer. He always had a plan for anything and a back up plan for that one. He is also protective of friends and believes no one should be left behind. Jack also tends to have a weakness for women. If he see's a women being mistreated or in trouble he will try his best to help her. That is how he usually gets into a lot of trouble. Jack is also a musician if he has time and is in a place that is safe he will sometimes play his guitar.


Likes: Plans, music, and women


Hates: Winging things, being alone, and bringing up the past


Bio: Jack grew up in Florida living a normal life he had a small family his brother and parents, a girlfriend, and worked at a fast food joint but he always wanted to make it as a famous guitar player. But that all changed when the fungus started to infect people. His brother was one of the first cases in his neighborhood and his parents got infected from visiting him all the time. Then one day when Jack went to his girlfriends she attacked him and that's when he noticed she was infected with this fungus and that was the first time he killed anything. So he went back to his apartment and locked himself up for a few weeks after that. When he started to run low on food that's when he stepped back into the world and did it change everything was in chaos.


Relationships: None


Items: Backpack that has a few days of food rations and some bandages, guitar, machete, revolver with 30 bullets, and a canting for water.


(Sorry for not using the code. But I suck at using them.)

Lol the code is fine ^^ Just ty for telling me haha =P He's totally accepted uwu

 

[TheFlyingWriter]

@AidanCee Oh okay!! Yeah it's totally fine haha ^^ I just thought it was kinda weird =P Just one last thing - what is his last name...? ^^; After that, he's accepted =)

 

[CharlieBoyyy]

@AidanCee Oh okay!! Yeah it's totally fine haha ^^ I just thought it was kinda weird =P Just one last thing - what is his last name...? ^^; After that, he's accepted =)

His name is actually James Mitchell, but he goes by Mitchell. Because James was the name of his Father. And that brings back harsh memories. So as far as he's concern that name is dead to him

 

[TheFlyingWriter]

@LadyStanhope @CkSmalling

 

[CkSmalling]

Ready when you are...


@TheFlyingWriter

 

[DeadnotSleeping]

I'll try, let's hope the weather stays good enough.

 

[Silver Queen]

Is this still open?

 

[VirtualUnity]

Nathaniel C. Vincent







Special Air Service

• P1-General Information
• P2-Background Information
• P3-Weapons
• P2-Equipment

• 
  
  Name: Nathaniel C. Vincent
  
  Alias: Reaper
  
  
  Age: 28
  
  
  Sex: Male
  
  
  Sexual Orientation: Heterosexual
  
  
  Classification: (To Be Seen)
  
  
  Occupation: S.A.S.
  
  
  Status: Alive
  
  
  Height: 6'1"
  
  
  Weight: 142 lbs
  
  
  Hair Color: Brown
  
  
  Eye Color: Blue
  
  
  Strengths:
  
  
  -CQC specialist
  
  
  -Marksman
  
  
  Weaknesses:
  
  -Cynical
  
  -Aggression
  
  
• 
  
  Personality: WIP
  
  
  History:
  
  
  [Classified Level 5 Access Required]
  
  
  Likes:
  
  
  -Whiskey
  
  
  -Summer
  
  
  Dislikes:
  
  
  -Ignorant People
  
  -The Infected
  
  
  -Recklessness
  
  Relationships:
  
  -None-
  
  
• 
  
  
  
  Scar-H: Ergonomic Grip, Holographic Sight, Silenced, Flashlight Attachment and Longer Mag
  
  
  (Four Mags, Ten Bullets)
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Glock 19: Silenced, Flashlight
  
  
  (Seven Mags, Six Bullets)
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Tomahawk
  
  
• 
  
  
  
  S.A.S. Anti Bio Terroism Unit
  
  
  Flare Gun
  
  Flares3 Shots Left)
  
  
  CanteenFilled-Water)
  
  
  Gas Mask
  
  
  Gas Mask Filters4 Filters Left)
  
  
  Rations3 Left)
  
  
  Radio
  
  
  Medical Kit:
  
  

 

[Silver Queen]

Name: Isabel Moonlight


Alias: Shadow


Age: 19


Gender: Female


Sexuality: Straight


Personality: Shadow is the loner type. She doesn't often interact with people, but when she does she brings on a strong bond. If she ever gets a friend, she would die to save their life. Plus, she has a soft spot for people in big trouble. She's known to save people, then run before they can speak. She is really sweet underneath all the mystery, and is super kind. She'd never hurt or kill, unless someone was in great pain, in which she would put them out of their misery.


Likes: nighttime, darkness, fighting, music


Dislikes: fire, zombies, past, killers


Bio: Shadow was raised as an assassin after the fire that killed her parents. She left behind her sister and she roams the streets looking for someone to save. If you asked her why she would say, "I owe the world."


Relationships: Her sister, Winter


Items: Twin daggers and a deadly archery bow, she has a secret base

 

[Silver Queen]

Appearance: Shadow has black, long, wavy hair and unusual purple eyes. She wears a black outfit carefully designed for combat and one black one purple dagger. Her bow is purple with silver engravings, and she is tall and slim.