Realistic or Modern World As We Know It (Zombie Apocalypse RP)

[JasTheGamer]

You can make up to at least two OC's if you'd like, and please don't make your backstory ultra depressing.


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[SentinelSevn]

-Name: Aaron Smythe


-Age: 19


-Gender: Male


-Race: Human


-Height: 5'11


-Appearance:Aaron has a head of spiked black hair, with a pair of eyes a shade or so lighter than the former. His usual attire consists of a faded grey sleeveless shirt, more mobility when fighting when compared to a jacket he wears when shelter is secure, and a pair of dark blue jeans. Hanging from his front right pocket, a chain dangles to one of his belt loops, with what lies on the other end a mystery to everyone except him. His body figure is of a lean build, his shirt giving him a more toned appearance. He is of a lighter complexion, dirt from earlier skirmishes giving him a darker appearance.


-Personality: A sarcastic character, he was always the more easy going of his friends. A majority of his ideas are always logical, but presented carelessly and end up with them going mute. Going through a slight moment of depression after being unable to prevent the deaths of his family and countless others, he currently resides alone in whatever shelter he can fortify.


-Bio: A metalworker and upcoming engineer, he had just begun working in an auto shop to learn the basics of the trade. He had planned to raise enough funds to go to a trade school, and thought nothing of the spreading news of a virus across the world. Finally realizing his mistake when he came to a small group of the undead ravaging through his home, he ran away to see that a majority of the area was overrun. Avoiding as much conflict as he could, he shut himself up in the safest place he could and ventures out cautiously.


-Likes: Outgoing people who are easy to talk to, jokes, areas where safety is guaranteed


-Dislikes: Elitists, or those who wish to harm others for some sort of personal gain, and of course the undead


-Fears: Feeling cornered, places where escape would be difficult


-Weapons: (currently)


1) A crowbar he picked up from a quick trip the auto shop, which he uses most often for its lightweight and easy control.


2) A machete lying around near the forest across the riverbank; which he collected and used less often for combat, more often to cut things down for materials.


-Skills: Suitable for combat, swinging around tools and weapons seem to fit his figure. Stealth looks to be a strong suit, as he had avoided most combat situations thus far

 

[JasTheGamer]

Name: Bexley Teagon


Nicknames: Bex Or Bexie


Age: 16


Race: Human


Height: 5'7" 1/2


Appearance: Bexley has heterochromia, with one brown eye and one blue. She has dark brown curly hair that goes a few inches past her shoulders. (That was before, now it's usually matted and messy) She wears a dirty and worn out gaming reference t-shirt under an old grey hoodie with dark blue jeans that are ripped at the knees.


Personality: Bexley was a happy, creative and outgoing person that would love to have fun with friends and family whenever she could and geek out once in awhile. After the whole apocalypse happened and everyone she knew and loved were either dead or infected, she's more distant and quiet, and keeps to herself.


Bio: Being a decent runner in cross country, a B average student and a gamer, she would be considered normal by everyone else, and that was the way she liked it. She had her own small group of friends and a loving family; what more was there to ask for? Everything changed after the day she was coming home after a cross country meeting when she saw people eating others. Running back home in fear, the last thing she'd prefer to ever remember seeing was her parent's lifeless and mauled bodies on the ground. Since then, she tries to avoid the large hordes of the undead in the large city she's in that seems almost inescapable.


Likes: Video games, anime, food, running, and safe small places.


Dislikes: The undead, being alone, and the thought of never being able to find help.


Fears: Losing those close to her, heights, and the mutated zombies.


Weapons: A bow and arrows she had found in a house while scavenging for supplies and a kitchen knife.


Skills: Stealth, speed, and agility.


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[pridedzoey]

Name- Erin Yvette


Nickname- doesn't really go by any, occasionally people call her by her last name, but that's about it.


Age- 19


Race- human


Gender- female


Height- 5'4


Appearance- she has short blond hair that barely makes it past her ears. A more skinny body type, and white skin. She wears a white T-shirt under a black and blue hoodie, and a faded pair of jeans, and a small backpack strapped to her back.


Personality- she comes off as stubborn, a bit arrogant, and a little self centered at first, but that's mostly what she picked up after the the dead started to rise, and eat each other. She does have a more sympathetic, charitable side, but has ignored it in favor of survival more often then not. But, to those whom she calls friend, or just whenever she's comfortable, she's actually rather nice, witty, a overall good person to be around.


Bio- being a former high school student she wasn't all that interested in it, she did pull off decent grades, enough to graduate. After that she mostly sorta got a job, and earned enough to be independent from her family in a 2 bedroom apartment with one of her best friends, while she figured out what to do with her life. A part of her wanted to travel the world, study abroad... Or just see new places really, and she has fond memories of her and her family taking trips once in a blue moon. When the troubles began the first she found of it was seeing a few of them chase down her neighbors. One thing led to another, (I want to leave a little bit of something for actual rp) and now she roams around trying to scrape by.


Likes- seeing new places, being largely independent, freedom.


Dislikes- too large of groups, overly sensitive people, the zombies (obviously).


Fears- her biggest fear is being trapped, powerless to do anything either in the physical sense (like an actual trap) or a group context (like.. She's stuck in a group.. Or a situation like that)


Weapons- one half of a set of ice picks....a take away from one of her family's trips.


Skills- she thinks on her feet, and is quite quick on them too. And has decent dexterity.

 

[JasTheGamer]

Accepted ^-^

 

[ApolloCrews]

Name: Apollo Crews


Nickname: Nothing really.


Gender: Male


(15-20) Age: 19


Race: African American


Height: 6'11


Appearance: Bald with two big obnoxious earrings that cant be missed, along with a black goatee. Usually wears sports related shirts and basketball/workout shorts.


Personality: Can come off as cocky when he is showing off his athleticism and is very embarrassed at all other things that he can not do. He is nice to anyone until they give him a reason not to be, very gulliable and sympathetic even towards the people that he may hate or not have good feelings towards, will always protect someone over himself, he also likes to try to be friends with everyone.


Bio: Being a former NFL star who had to retire after an injury life has been hard in the sense of finding things to do. Most people who act as his friends turn out to be using him for his money. Although he had a rough childhood with only a single mother he refuses to let anyone live the horrible life that he once had. He will be friends with anyone, he often times comes off as very flirtatious with women even when he is not trying to be and can seem overly friendly with just about anyone. Due to his poor childhood and the end of his high school career all the way from college his life was consumed by getting good grades and practicing foot ball he has no survival skills whatsoever besides helping anyone in danger the best he can before helping himself.


Likes: Being around others, keeping himself in shape, being a leader.


Dislikes: Being alone, being in situations in which he has no control over what is going to happen.


Fears: Being alone.


Weapon of Choice: Bat, or any melee weapon.


Skills: Athletic, agile, quick on his feet, and fast thinker in sticky situations.

 

[JasTheGamer]

I just saw this now; I apologize.


Accepted!