When Darkness Comes.

[TheDarkPrincessOfRP]

Name: Hailey Dale


Age:18


Species Human


Appearance:

Personality: Energetic ,Friendly and adventurous.Highly experienced in survival from years and years of camping and hobby's with her father


where she learned Hunting , Cooking and Climbing/rock climbing.


Weapons:<p><a href="<fileStore.core_Attachment>/monthly_2014_04/upload_2014-4-5_15-44-22.jpeg.78293a5e7ba8d2a2633609e90933c3ef.jpeg" class="ipsAttachLink ipsAttachLink_image"><img data-fileid="15723" src="<fileStore.core_Attachment>/monthly_2014_04/upload_2014-4-5_15-44-22.jpeg.78293a5e7ba8d2a2633609e90933c3ef.jpeg" class="ipsImage ipsImage_thumbnailed" alt=""></a></p>


Bio:


Highly experienced in survival from years and years of camping and hobby's with her father


where she learned Hunting , Cooking and Climbing/rock climbing.After The apocalypse She Promised to her father and mother she would continue on and never give up.

 

[MrLlama]

(Sorry if this is a little ... rough? I haven't done anything relating to RPing in a few months. I can try to make it longer, better, etc. if necessary.)


Name: Alex Johnson "cheese"


Age: 18


Species: Human


Appearance:

Alex is around 6'2" and weighed 163 lbs the last time he checked. He is athletic with a bit of muscle on his body (So not as tiny as shown in the picture.), mainly in his arms and legs. His eyes are a light blue (Ignore the green eyes.) (That's all the changes I wanted to make from the picture.)


Personality: Alex isn't very use to hanging out in groups, and does better doing things on his own, though he doesn't mind the company. He is quick-witted and dexterous, and loyal to his companions, willing to do things that could risk his life for them. He tries to plan things out before they happen and as they do at the same time, always looking for multiple paths or plans to follow. He's also a little lonely, in terms of a 'closer' companion and can easily fall for another.


Weapons: Alex uses an awl, hay hook, and a combat magnum.


Bio: Alex had been dependent on no one but himself for a while before the apocalypse had started and thus he was use to it. He had worked a various amount of jobs such as a farm hand, and also knew a little about medicinal procedures, drugs (Not like crack.), and the sorts. Due to some of his work he was a bit fit when it came time for the apocalypse, which helped greatly for situations where he had to run to run from those ... creatures. He originally had his love with him during the start of all of the chaos, though a Werewolf ended his life. This had make Alexander quite desolated and he grew very grumpy towards other people. After a while he began to wish for another's company for him to.

 

[jade162]

@TheDarkPrincessOfRP


@MrLlama


Accepted!

 

[uknowngorrila]

Name: darrey


age: 15


species: warewolf


appearence: tall, black, slight muscular build, weres grey sweatshirt and jeans with black running shoes


personality: usualy likes solitude and doesn't talk much. lives in a underground bunker on the edge of town only leaves during midday for food or books to read.


weapons: sniper rifle with high powered scope, two 6 shot pistols, and a machete


bio: just moved to town before 'it' happened. he has mt other people before but can't trust anyone and has a pet dog that stays with him. has a history of anger issues and usualy leaves when someone is annoying.

 

[jade162]

@uknowngorrila


Accepted!

 

[Avdotya Luna]

Name: Catherine Jennifer De'Wayne - Called Cath


Age: 18


Gender: Female


Species: Human


Weapon:

She was interested in archery since the age of five and it was the only memorial object, which she had access.


Appearance

Weight: 111 Ibs


Height: 5' 3 ft


Breast size: 70B


Catherine's body structure is quite slim and curvy besides her skin color is approaching between a light dark and olive and the texture of skin is pretty silk and soft. Extending as far as the middle back are colored by dark brown, which are naturally straight. Her eyes are big and almost almond-shaped. The color of eyes are hazels and the way, when she looks other people are often shy and unpredictable, especially when the focus area are on the eyes. Faces are oval-round shaped what make her look like a childish and innocent. The way she dress-up it's pretty earthy and at the same time sporty-looking.


Personality


Friendly, kind and loyalty are typical personalities of hers even though the physical appearance seems to repeat things up. But the way she behave it's depents to events where she encounters. Still, she maintain her own positive aspects of herself with the realistic thoughts. If honestly could say, Catherine is very easily approaching.In fact, she has a very hot tempature and gets easily mad, escpessially when her mind is intended to be offended or annoyed. She also has strong opinions on a person who is not afraid to tell things straight.


Bio


She had a normal life, what today all the races would be dreaming. The presence of the parents, a new university life and friends had her all of the most important things in life until the world was changing. That made all her dreams falling out, her parents and most of her friends were gone, all gone because of the virus. Since then, she has tried to learn how to cope with the finds of weapons and food acquisition.


In present, she is looking for signs of hope for the harvest being all alone in the middle of the city.

 

[jade162]

@Avdotya Luna


Accepted!

 

[XxChaosLinkxX]

Name- Daniel Michaels


Age- 16


Species- Neko (yes, a guy neko. problem?)


Appearance- Height- 6ft 3 inches. Weight- 127 lbs. Eye Color- Black/Red. Clothes- Tight black t-shirt with red design, black torn skinny jeans, pull over black and red "gamer" hoodie. Black and red skater shoes.

Personality- A smart ass, who often makes bad puns and pisses people off on purpose. He has good intentions, yet breaks down at any mention of family or relationships. Knows parkour, which helps while running from zombies, and when he became a neko, the reflexes gained helped improve his parkour skills. He usually hides his ears and tail. He will do nearly anything to protect the few friends he has, but if he doesn't know someone, he will not do a thing.


Weapons- Black katana known as Dark Pride, and dual custom M1911A1's known as Chaos and Darkness (equipped with suppressor, laser and an easy reach safety). Occasionally uses a bow.


Bio- Daniel was born in the suburbs of Chicago, but after his father left him and his mother, he moved to the main city of Chicago at the age of 7, where he began to learn parkour. His mother taught him basic self defense after their apartment got robbed,which included archery and how to shoot a gun. His mother also taught him how to use a katana, as the family had the tradition of sparring when one of the family members came of age. When he turned 16, his mother was killed in an attempted burglary, which was stopped by Daniel after nearly taking a bullet to the knee. When the bomb dropped, Daniel was one of the few people lucky to be able to survive, although it had drastic changes on him.

 

[jade162]

@XxChaosLinkxX


Accepted!


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[Susylue Faye]

Name: Samantha Carter (Sam for short)


Age: (undecided, will edit later)


Species: Werewolf


Appearance:


<p><a href="<fileStore.core_Attachment>/monthly_2014_04/kazun_by_chaosringen-d61e1tu.jpg.6a3e707355f4699a979d7a52502e3939.jpg" class="ipsAttachLink ipsAttachLink_image"><img data-fileid="16617" src="<fileStore.core_Attachment>/monthly_2014_04/kazun_by_chaosringen-d61e1tu.jpg.6a3e707355f4699a979d7a52502e3939.jpg" class="ipsImage ipsImage_thumbnailed" alt=""></a></p>


Werewolf appearance:


<p><a href="<fileStore.core_Attachment>/monthly_2014_04/thunder_of_anger_by_schattenwoelfin_sama-d6j90xn.jpg.e700ba1364a49b8a918165bc72ec1424.jpg" class="ipsAttachLink ipsAttachLink_image"><img data-fileid="16619" src="<fileStore.core_Attachment>/monthly_2014_04/thunder_of_anger_by_schattenwoelfin_sama-d6j90xn.jpg.e700ba1364a49b8a918165bc72ec1424.jpg" class="ipsImage ipsImage_thumbnailed" alt=""></a></p>


Personality: Sammy has what you could call an attitude. Some underestimate her, and judge Sam by age. She uses this to her advantage. Sam is very clever, and a great lier. She can be sarcastic at times, and teases at times. When she doesn't know someone's name, she comes up with one.


For instance:


I watch as the man danced about, dodging every attack. Soon he had every zombie beheaded. I clapped


"Great job twinkle toes!


Another example:


(This has actually happened in rp)


"Maibey he is intimidated by your manliness." Guy said


I smirked. "Says the man with a purple ponytail."


She has seen too much for her age, and this has hardened her. She rarely has a genuine laugh, or smile. Only a very close friend could succeed in earning a real laugh or smile. She can make quite the inspiration speech, and is very stubborn, and a bit nosy (she prefers the term curious). Sam is very agile, and has quick reflexes. She also has the senses of a hunter. Great hearing, incredible vision, and can do a bit of tracking. All these hunter skills are things her werewolf has caused.


Backstory: honestly, she doesn't reveal anymore info about herself then she has to (meaning something might end up being different in rp). Her father was a teacher in the art of fighting, and her mother was an artist. When Sam was 6, her mother gave her a locket with her wedding picture, and one with her, Sam, and her husband, at Sam's birth (after of course, when she is dressed and dry). Sam never takes it off.


At school she was a misfit. When the bombs came, Sam was in a group with two other girls. One night, a werewolf attacked, and clawed her ankle. Now, at the time, it was not known that even a scratch made you turn. They knew nothing about the werewolves, so when Sam started talking to herself, they assumed she had lost it, and left her while she was sleeping. Sam struggled with her werewolf mind. Still very young, she had trouble getting a handle on controlling it, and often started shouting at the werewolf inside her. When her werewolf is being extremely persistent, or she starts to lose control, she does sometimes talk out loud without even realizing.


Weapons: Sam's choise would usually be two daggers, and two pistols


<p><a href="<fileStore.core_Attachment>/monthly_2014_04/Two_Daggers_by_FyreQwyll.jpg.834f80b306bf327cc90c900bede12e06.jpg" class="ipsAttachLink ipsAttachLink_image"><img data-fileid="16621" src="<fileStore.core_Attachment>/monthly_2014_04/Two_Daggers_by_FyreQwyll.jpg.834f80b306bf327cc90c900bede12e06.jpg" class="ipsImage ipsImage_thumbnailed" alt=""></a></p> <p><a href="<fileStore.core_Attachment>/monthly_2014_04/revycolor_by_mr_creeping_deth-d6ybxp7.jpg.50e6ea2bb92343a2bf8304b46ccbda0d.jpg" class="ipsAttachLink ipsAttachLink_image"><img data-fileid="16622" src="<fileStore.core_Attachment>/monthly_2014_04/revycolor_by_mr_creeping_deth-d6ybxp7.jpg.50e6ea2bb92343a2bf8304b46ccbda0d.jpg" class="ipsImage ipsImage_thumbnailed" alt=""></a></p>


(This is her as well. The shorts would be a bit longer, and so would the shirt, and no hair highlights)


Oh yeah, CHEESE!!!

 

[jade162]

@Susylue Faye


Beautiful! Accepted!

 

[ftaghntheman]

Name- Flint Westland


Age- 25


Species- Neko


Appearance- Height- 5ft 10 inches. Weight- 140 lbs. Eye Color- Blue/Green. Clothes- loose black t-shirt with "Marines" on it, Camo pants. Combat boots. He also has a generic leather jacket that he keeps in his camo backpack along with his food and ammo.


<p><a href="<fileStore.core_Attachment>/monthly_2014_04/57a8bf15a9c5d_flintwestland.jpg.69ec831bf6d027005b5b06cacbe37457.jpg" class="ipsAttachLink ipsAttachLink_image"><img data-fileid="16717" src="<fileStore.core_Attachment>/monthly_2014_04/57a8bf15a9c5d_flintwestland.jpg.69ec831bf6d027005b5b06cacbe37457.jpg" class="ipsImage ipsImage_thumbnailed" alt=""></a></p>


Personality- A pretty quiet person...he's also a coward and tends to try to use his Neko powers to escape dangerous situations when he can. He is very relaxed most of the time and a pretty outgoing guy, but when the going gets tough he has problems staying calm. Flint has panic attacks when he thinks about the time around when the bomb dropped and his change occurred.


Weapons- M9 with attached Bayonet, very good at using his steel toed combat boots in close range combat. Has a 5 foot long steel pole that he found on the ground that is sharp on one end. He mostly uses it as a spear.<p><a href="<fileStore.core_Attachment>/monthly_2014_04/57a8bf15ade22_riflewithbayonet.jpg.278a7236d81769cdf7ee56a0fc5b99c1.jpg" class="ipsAttachLink ipsAttachLink_image"><img data-fileid="16718" src="<fileStore.core_Attachment>/monthly_2014_04/57a8bf15ade22_riflewithbayonet.jpg.278a7236d81769cdf7ee56a0fc5b99c1.jpg" class="ipsImage ipsImage_thumbnailed" alt=""></a></p>


Bio- Flint was born into a very rich family, and because of this he basically just went on camping trips to remote locations with his "Bros" to get away from his parents, whom he hated. Eventually, his parents threatened to cut him off from his allowance and force him to find some work if he didn't join the military so he joined the Marines. Flint was halfway through basic training when the bomb dropped. He was especially good at wilderness survival (camping trips) and Close range combat (no idea why)

 

[jade162]

@ftaghntheman


Accepted!

 

[Ayl]

• Name
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• P.S.

• Ayl Thoran Forhorn
• 21 years old
• Human
• 
• If anyone was readier for an apocalypse,it is this guy. Always at the right time and moment, he literally scares the crap outta people with his calmness in the most outrageous situations. Sure, he gets scared once in a while, but as his father said "Ain't nothing a good bullet in between the eyes can't solve". His a joker, making fun out of nothing, probably to keep cool near the others, never lets others know what his thinking, always planning and scheming and twisting plans for survival. He's smart, charismastic, sometimes charming, brave, cunning, resourceful, and a good companion. Also a good listener...when he wants to be that is. He hates rain, having a big impact on his character, as he suddenly becomes distant, closing up and prefers to be solitary for a while.
• For long range and to preserve bullets he uses a composite bow his father used to hunt wildlife back before the epidemy.
  
  For quick fights at closer range, when using a bow is out of the question he employs either his trusty hunting knife or his desert eagle.
  
  
• In his previous life he'd been a paralegal, studying to become a full-fledged lawyer at his father's law firm. He was always a quick study and impressed by his wits. His family couldn't be prouder of him, although his sister was always the gelous type, as she was older and yet he was getting all the attention. Ayl's most passinate hobby was hunting. Not for the food, but for the rush he gained by maiming and killing the wildlife. He felt as a god while holding a prey at gunpoint, holding it's life in his hands. When the virus broke out he was out hunting with his father when he first encountered them. Zombies, horrible creatures. Boy, did he enjoy eviscerating their heads. Of course, he couldn't stay and fight them all, so he and his father ran back to the house and grabbed everything they could. Bullets, supplies, guns, gas, everything they could carry, packed them in the car and rushed home. Needless to say, they fought their way to get Ayl's mother and sister, but unfortunately for his father, he got bit by one of the monsters. Little did they know what would happen, untill one night his father turned while Ayl and his sister weren't looking, and killed Alberta, Ayl's mother. Figuring out what happened, Ayl put his father down, and seeing as his mother was still alive but bitten, he had no other choice but to end her life as well. That was the saddest day of his life. But it wasn't over yet. A few days later after he had returned from scouting and looting supplies from the local stores to their hideout, he found no trace of his sister. No note, no struggle sign, no nothing. He was devastated and for the first time in his life he had no idea what to do with his life. Ever since he's been on a constant run, surviving at all costs...untill now.
• Never ever forget the cheese!!!

 

[Robin man]

Name: Troy Lawrence Colten


Age: 30


Species: Human


Appearance:<p><a href="<fileStore.core_Attachment>/monthly_2014_05/image.jpg.e69949455f2cb5e16896e7229d98d6aa.jpg" class="ipsAttachLink ipsAttachLink_image"><img data-fileid="18173" src="<fileStore.core_Attachment>/monthly_2014_05/image.jpg.e69949455f2cb5e16896e7229d98d6aa.jpg" class="ipsImage ipsImage_thumbnailed" alt=""></a></p> He's also 6ft flat


Personality: Quiet, he prefers to be by himself (most of the time), he's loyal, always speak the truth, he will tell his personal opinion on any situation, he has infinite patience, but he sometimes has the tendency to randomly yell, he would talk to himself, and he would act like he's trying to kill you. But those are on his bad days. On other days he would like he doesn't want to do anything at all. That's the depression days.


Weapons:The staff that's in the picture, two strikers, a custom Colt M1911 Kendo RPD , a M16, and his trusty kris knife.<p><a href="<fileStore.core_Attachment>/monthly_2014_04/Colt.png.daa68d9e6046b3d99bb91da9dae0b909.png" class="ipsAttachLink ipsAttachLink_image"><img data-fileid="17090" src="<fileStore.core_Attachment>/monthly_2014_04/Colt.png.daa68d9e6046b3d99bb91da9dae0b909.png" class="ipsImage ipsImage_thumbnailed" alt=""></a></p><p><a href="<fileStore.core_Attachment>/monthly_2014_04/Striker.jpg.70011963f66076d143750bab7c711f0a.jpg" class="ipsAttachLink ipsAttachLink_image"><img data-fileid="17091" src="<fileStore.core_Attachment>/monthly_2014_04/Striker.jpg.70011963f66076d143750bab7c711f0a.jpg" class="ipsImage ipsImage_thumbnailed" alt=""></a></p> <p><a href="<fileStore.core_Attachment>/monthly_2014_04/M16.jpg.779b717c54f60a7ceeb9600f616a21de.jpg" class="ipsAttachLink ipsAttachLink_image"><img data-fileid="17094" src="<fileStore.core_Attachment>/monthly_2014_04/M16.jpg.779b717c54f60a7ceeb9600f616a21de.jpg" class="ipsImage ipsImage_thumbnailed" alt=""></a></p><p><a href="<fileStore.core_Attachment>/monthly_2014_04/57a8bf1e9882d_KrisKnife.jpg.ed6bb11f79d253c01739e20e91e2d8f0.jpg" class="ipsAttachLink ipsAttachLink_image"><img data-fileid="17095" src="<fileStore.core_Attachment>/monthly_2014_04/57a8bf1e9882d_KrisKnife.jpg.ed6bb11f79d253c01739e20e91e2d8f0.jpg" class="ipsImage ipsImage_thumbnailed" alt=""></a></p>





Bio:At the begging of the apocalypse Troy was doing fine. He had months worth of water, food, and most importantly his wife and his son. They were doing well for themselves. At least for a while. After two years of surviving things started to change. The couple started to have daily arguments about what to do next. She says to move on. And he says that they should stay. These arguments would last for hours some days. But they also make up and move on with staying. Until one night when everything went to hell. He went out one morning to search for some medical supplies. Hours later he returned home and they were gone. And she took everything. Including they son. She left him a note in a envelope. Which he hasn't read still. Shocked by this he went out to search them. Two months, 80 miles in each direction, and twelve zombie encounters later he found them. But it was too late. He found there bodies burnt to a crisp in there car on the bridge that's leaving the city. The found made Troy depressed. Ever since then he's been trying to find new people. But when your alone for as long a Troy your mind tends to start breaking. Now he's not the same man that he was before. The only reason he hasn't try to kill himself is really simple. It's not what they would want. So now he tries to survive the apocalypse and live on for them.

 

[NickTehAvenger]

Name: Nicholas


Age: 12


Species: Human


Appearance: Blue eyes, Black hair, kind-of elf shaped ears


Personality: Neutral


Weapons: Nick carries around a katana he found in a sword store


Bio: Nicholas has been through a lot. He even has killed his own mother who was bit by a zombie. Nicholas was diagnosed with Arrhythmia when he was six, he has his trusty katana with him at all times.

 

[jade162]

@Ayl


@Robin man


@NickOlas


Accepted!

 

[Endless Love]

Daddy's Little Rich Girl


Name: Caroline Forbes


Age: Twenty one


Species: Human


Appearance: (Can include description as well as picture) <p><a href="<fileStore.core_Attachment>/monthly_2014_04/anime-girl-night-sky-suika-niritsu-Favim.com-360684.jpg.c4379b2f3b32bea2fc0497f5e4b88b0f.jpg" class="ipsAttachLink ipsAttachLink_image"><img data-fileid="17281" src="<fileStore.core_Attachment>/monthly_2014_04/anime-girl-night-sky-suika-niritsu-Favim.com-360684.jpg.c4379b2f3b32bea2fc0497f5e4b88b0f.jpg" class="ipsImage ipsImage_thumbnailed" alt=""></a></p>


<p><a href="<fileStore.core_Attachment>/monthly_2014_04/tumblr_mzctidu8Ks1sk1rjvo1_500.jpg.80b4d0b0f3125c6dc93dec181325e3eb.jpg" class="ipsAttachLink ipsAttachLink_image"><img data-fileid="17282" src="<fileStore.core_Attachment>/monthly_2014_04/tumblr_mzctidu8Ks1sk1rjvo1_500.jpg.80b4d0b0f3125c6dc93dec181325e3eb.jpg" class="ipsImage ipsImage_thumbnailed" alt=""></a></p>


<p><a href="<fileStore.core_Attachment>/monthly_2014_04/tumblr_m54h9ebQG81rxq4udo1_500.gif.e9b938d3f4a36faffa3fddb540eb59e5.gif" class="ipsAttachLink ipsAttachLink_image"><img data-fileid="17283" src="<fileStore.core_Attachment>/monthly_2014_04/tumblr_m54h9ebQG81rxq4udo1_500.gif.e9b938d3f4a36faffa3fddb540eb59e5.gif" class="ipsImage ipsImage_thumbnailed" alt=""></a></p>


Strawberry blonde hair, looks more red in dim light. Sapphire blue eyes with flecks of gold and navy


Personality: The best words to sum up Caroline would be naive, clever, yet sometimes absent minded, bubbly, bratty, easily frightened, enthusiastic, spoiled, curious, flirty, and sweet.


Weapons: (If any? Probably guns, if anything. But swords and such are fine too.) Her father has a expansive collection of every sort of gun you could think of in their mansion. It was locked up for safety, and the family gets their food by helicopter.


Bio: Mr. and Mrs. Forbes are easily noted as the richest family in the tri state. They coddled their precious daughters, Cher, Caroline, and Colleen, by buying them quite literally everything they wanted. Therefore it wasn't hard for the filthy rich family to hire a team of bodyguards and workers to zombie proof their home. However, their curious, and perhaps most foolish daughter Caroline has ventured out into the city streets at night for the fun of it right under her parents noses.


<p><a href="<fileStore.core_Attachment>/monthly_2014_04/57a8bf22f1933_Pokmon_Mansion_anime.png.d083c765568664febe843277f21dbcd8.png" class="ipsAttachLink ipsAttachLink_image"><img data-fileid="17284" src="<fileStore.core_Attachment>/monthly_2014_04/57a8bf22f1933_Pokmon_Mansion_anime.png.d083c765568664febe843277f21dbcd8.png" class="ipsImage ipsImage_thumbnailed" alt=""></a></p>


Cheese

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[jade162]

@Vampirelovee


I love it!

 

[Endless Love]

Thanks!

 

[Boky]

Name: Sienna Jubilee (Sprockette)


Age: 23


Species: Human


Appearance:

Sienna is a half white, half African American woman that loves to keep her thick curly hair up in a messy loop (especially when she's fixing things and working on other projects.) She likes to make little bracelets out of anything she can find to mark all the people she had killed (zombie - or otherwise..)


Now a days she usually spots a white tank top (which isn't really that white anymore!) and camouflage pants - along with a knapsack and a shopping cart that she always lugs around when she salvages the cities.


Personality: Compassionate, loyal, and trustworthy. Though, she's very bluntly honest, socially awkward, and terrible about dealing with emotions.


Weapons: Modifies regular weapons. She mainly uses her own wretch, or the caliber she found in an alley by a man who had committed suicide.


Bio:


Sienna knew this day was coming. Or at least, that's what she tells everybody. It could be the fact that she loved video games, and the thought of killing zombies at the time sounded wicked - or the fact that she felt that college was boring, life was boring, and everything else (beside the games of course.) was a snorefest.


It seems like it was just yesterday when she was too busy living with her parents and trying to get into diamond I on league of legends - before everything changed in a blink of an eye.


Her dad came home sick, though mommy had no idea why. He had came back from the shop covered in grease, and to what her mother at first thought - cataracts in his eyes. Sienna heard the arguing slightly from upstairs, but her headphones were in and dammit her jungler was making her team lose!


"Darling, we need to get you to the hospital now!"


"Sharon - we do not have time for this! You need to get Sie and get into a safe place!"


"No! We WON'T leave with out you!"


"WOMAN YOU DON'T UNDERSTA-"


That's when her mother screamed, which caused Sienna to bolt upright and fling her laptop to the floor as she raced to the bannister of the stairs.


She gasped loudly as her stomach clenched from the sudden wave of nausea hit her like a brick. The rusty smell of blood was so potent in the air - that she had felt as if she was standing and waiting to be seated at Outback Steak House.


When she saw her father eating her mother, that's when she did a full 180 and threw up right into the carpet. When her father started racing up the stairs for her - she ran into her room and slammed the door shut, flinging her body against it when he started to punch it furiously. When he finally got through....


She grabbed her laptop and bashed him over the head with it.


After over an hour of wiping away the blood and grease and tears...She felt - liberated, somehow. Like, she at least saved him..somehow. Or that's what she wanted to believe.


Quickly she started packing. She had enough hours in Left for Dead to realize what was going on - which is exactly why she grabbed the necessities, along with her father's tool box. Being the daughter of a car mechanic has it's perks, she always knew too much about machinery. Plus, she'd like to believe she's more useful that Rochelle ever was.


Thinking along the way, she thought it would be best if she didn't give out her full name...She needed something that described her..Something catchy.


"Gears? No...Rivet? Nah, sounds raunchy...Sprock sounds like - Spock...huh." she mused quietly, trying not to think of her parents.


It took her a while to realize Sprockette had fit just fine as she would help many people create weapons to survive. Too bad most of the time they'd try to use them against her...

 

[LunaRenee]

Name: Lark Romeo


Age: 19


Species: Human


Appearance: <p><a href="<fileStore.core_Attachment>/monthly_2014_05/tumblr_m86gudvfAJ1rtjfvc.jpg.94f222ea644c295a061f97d4ebb47d56.jpg" class="ipsAttachLink ipsAttachLink_image"><img data-fileid="17795" src="<fileStore.core_Attachment>/monthly_2014_05/tumblr_m86gudvfAJ1rtjfvc.jpg.94f222ea644c295a061f97d4ebb47d56.jpg" class="ipsImage ipsImage_thumbnailed" alt=""></a></p>


Personality: Witty, smart, cunning, sarcastic, tough, and loyal


Weapons: Sniper


Bio: Lark grew up on a Russian military camp. She was brainwashed so she remembers absolutely nothing about her life before the military camp. She was trained by an ex Soviet spy and became the best sharpshooter in all of Russia. Her main mission was to collect an important file from the United States regarding info on nuclear missiles. While on her mission an apocalypse broke out, at that time Lark was in New York City. Protecting herself from zombies, Lark took the Empire State Building and made it her steak out until.<p><a href="<fileStore.core_Attachment>/monthly_2014_05/MyStyle.jpg.63d8bcefa961e427b24816a1afe10fc3.jpg" class="ipsAttachLink ipsAttachLink_image"><img data-fileid="17450" src="<fileStore.core_Attachment>/monthly_2014_05/MyStyle.jpg.63d8bcefa961e427b24816a1afe10fc3.jpg" class="ipsImage ipsImage_thumbnailed" alt=""></a></p>

 

[phenixrider]

Name-Felix Stryker Adorl


Age-31


Species-Neko


Appearance-A tall man, former blonde, now has orange fur covering his head, ears, and tail. His ears are always perked because he is usually happy, even in times of trial. When he is fighting he matts his ears back and hisses to intimidate his enemies. His tail is striped all the way the the end. He wears a black leather jacket with a white undershirt. He is always wearing sweat pants of some tipe. His biker boots are extremely thick and make his kicks that much stronger. He has fingerless gloves that allow him to use his claws. Felix's lips are always locked in a sly grin that exposes his sharp cat teeth.


Personality-Very, very cocky. He is so full of himself that other people begin to hate him just moments after they have met him. Felix is extremely headstrong and will pick fights with people way stronger than him. He is self-conscious about his strength and constantly tries to work out. He tries to be a badass although no one thinks he is.


Weapons-Prefers fighting hand-to-hand with his claws and body, but will use his Model 66 Smith & Wesson.


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Bio-Before the bombing Felix was a C.I.A. agent. He was at the top of his game before the apocalypse struck. That is all he can remember about his past besides his name as he has a severe case of amnesia. Favorite food...cheese.

 

[Crystalline]

Say cheese~!


R o s e t t e


E v e r m o r e


~ ? ~


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Name:


"I'm glad you asked~"


She goes by Rosette Evermore.





Age:


"I'm older than I look~"


She's currently nineteen years young.





Species:


"Some may call it a curse; I call it a blessing~"


She's referred to as a Neko. It must be the cat ears and tail.


Personality:


"So you want to know a little more about me, nya? I'm flattered~"


Some people have changed their personalities drastically since what Rosette calls the "Change", but that's not true in her case. She's remained true to her eccentric and optimistic personality, while also maintaining her sense of intuition and good judgment. Even though she has her youthful and kiddish moments, Rosette has always been considered wise for her years ever since she was a youngster. She's quite the compassionate girl, and that quality will probably never leave her. Some may call her naive because of her generous nature, but she's confident in her ability to tell a kindhearted person from a cunningly sadistic and greedy soul. Sure, she's not always correct in her assumptions, but nobody's perfect. Either way, she's forgiving, but she's not anywhere near a push-over. Rosette has a stubborn side, for she's willing to fight for what she believes in. She'll follow the path she believes is right whether others follow her down it or not. She's headstrong and brave, and she possesses a bright mind and an open heart. Though she has grown a little pessimistic side to her since all of these gruesome happenings, she's always tried her best to not let this "Change" change her.





Weapons:


"I'm not as defenseless and fragile as I may appear, nya~"


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Rosette is quite skilled with the short sword and dagger.


She prefers dual wielding them ; double daggers and twin swords, fair say.


With these in hand, she moves with deadly speed and agility. Quite the deadly opponent~


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Rosette also likes weapons with a little more range, as well.


This is a automatic pistol, and it's one of Rosette's favorite fire arms to hold.


It goes off like a mini-machine gun, & Rosette loves dual wielding them just like her blades.





Bio:


"A little back-story, huh? I'll gladly oblige~"


Rosette had a wonderful life before this dreadful war, despite a few details that some may consider pitiful. You see, Rosette was orphaned when she was only three years old. She was being baby sat by her god parents when her biological parents got into a terrible car crash. Some truck driver ran a red light, hitting them dead on. The entire car was crushed along with the people inside. They didn't stand a chance at survival, and it broke Rosette's god parents' hearts. They were good friends, you see, but they knew that they had to be strong for the little girl now bestowed upon them. Rosette didn't have any other family, so it was up to them to take care of her.


Staying true to their vows, they took Rosette in, and they raised her just like their very own.


Rosette was very young when she lost her parents, so she wasn't accustomed to grievance just yet. Therefore, she enjoyed her childhood to the fullest with her god parents. Sure, they weren't related by blood, but they had a bond one couldn't deny. They supported Rosette in everything she did, which gave her the courage she needed to pursue her dreams. She planned on being a musician, and she was quite talented. She could play piano, guitar, and violin. Not to mention, she had the voice of an angel. She even got accepted into an Arts Institute to continue studying it, and on a full scholarship!


It was like her entire future was set for her perfectly... But, then came the dreadful "Change".


Before she could set off to college, chaos from the war set in. One bomb too many was dropped, and the radiation had hazardous effects on everyone in it's range. It completely broke Rosette's heart as she watched her god parents transform into these... These monsters. They looked like corpses that refused to lay and rest, and as they charged for her, Rosette knew what she had to do. Before the virus spread to them, there were rumors about these happenings. They never thought that it would come to their door, but her god parents ate contaminated meat. However, while they turned into these beasts, Rosette grew some cat ears and a tail.


She knew what she had to do, and even to this day, she wish it could have been different.


She thought back to all the times she and her dad bonded through marksmanship, so she grabbed his favorite automatic pistol and ended his reign. As for her mother, she had a knack for swordsmanship. She loved practicing with blades, and even threw in the art of the dagger. With a heavy heart, Rosette grabbed her favorite pair of swords and daggers, choosing the blades to end her horror. For a while, Rosette didn't have the strength to pick herself back up. She just had to kill the only people who had always watched over her, supported her, cared for her, loved her... How could she even think about carrying on after such a feat?


However, she realized that she wasn't the only one in this. There had to be others, right?


Rosette didn't want anyone to feel the way she did that day. Sure, she couldn't make all the pain and horror disappear into thin air, but she wanted to make the hardships a little easier to handle. If it meant she had to put on a strong face and protect the innocent, then that's exactly what she planned to do.


She knew it's exactly what her god parents would have wanted.


They wouldn't want this "Change" to change her.

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[jade162]

@Boky Wonderful!


@LunaRenee Accepted!


@phenixrider Go Neko-Man! x3


@Crystalline♥ Beautifully detailed! I don't think I could've done much better if I tried!