PROFILES
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User Name: Taiyou-Amaya
Appearance:
Nickname: Ness or Mom
Full Name: Nessa Scarlet
Age: 21
Height/Weight: 5'2"/ 122lb
Likes:
- The dead staying just that ‘Dead’
- A good meal.
- Target rich environments.
- Having someone to cover her
Dislikes:
- Strangers (it takes a bit for Nessa to get use to people).
- A lot of noise to invite our shambling friends.
- Nearly getting killed because of the stupidity of others.
- Being cornered or trapped.
- The words "I'm so sorry for your lose"
Weapons: Two hunting knifes.,
Machete.,
0.22 Revolver and
0.22 Rifle
Background: Just before the outbreak Nessa had gone on a hunting trip, when they started evacuating people Nessa tried to return home but she was stopped and told it was too dangerous, the virus had already reach her home. Nessa felt like she had nowhere to go. A few of the guys she had met while she was on her trip had offered her to come a long with them, at the time it seemed like a good idea, they were well armed and knew what they were doing in the bush.
After Nessa had spent about a month with them she soon learnt what kind of people this world creates. They had gone on several raids into the camps of other survivors, Nessa was unaware of this but she was growing suspicious of it, in the end she didn’t really have enough evidence and didn’t want to falsely accuse someone of such an act. On one of the days they had planned to go on a raid they brought Nessa with them, but what they had told her was that the people at this camp were planning on raiding they’re camp and they were just defending themselves before they had a chance to attack, but when she helped them attack the camp she found women and children at this camp, the story they had told her wasn't adding up. Nessa was seen as a threat and they attacked her as well as they others, forcing her to defend herself, she had to kill some of the men trying to defend their camp.
Once they had returned to their own camp Nessa had gone to talk to Ethan, the man that had sent them to the other camp and express her opinion to him of what they were doing, he of cores disagreed with her and in his opinion they were doing what they had to do to survive, after some time of arguing between the two, Ethan tried to put his hands on her, Nessa resisted every attempt he made on her and left his trailer as soon as she could, as she left a frustrated Ethan had followed her and grabbed her wrist she tried fighting him off again but the others had grabbed her. She was bound and put in Ethan’s trailer and once he was done with her they left her to die. Unarmed and still bound Nessa managed to get free, she found their camp and went back for her weapons, she barely escape from them and hadn’t been able to trust anyone else since. Nessa spent the next two months by herself… It was starting to get really lonely having no one to talk to…
Other: Nessa has a lot of trouble trusting people.
Theme songs:
Bleeding Out by Imagine Dragons
Gunpowder and Lead by Miranda Lambert
User Name: Jake_Spicer_EvilGenius
Appearance:
Nickname: Skull
Full Name: Jimmy Knox
Age: 24
Height/Weight: 6'5"/ 87kg
Likes:
-Fighting
-Drugs
-Empty Buildings
Dislikes:
-Zombies
-Humans who want to kill him
-Lack of alcoholic beverages
Weapons: Machete, Swiss army knife
Background: He was a normal kid, parents died in a car accident, passed around from family to family until he ran away, got a place of his own, tattoo'd himself up and became a drug dealer. He still lives in the same place, just, now it's reinforced and well stocked in everything but clean water and electricity. He's living it up now with the Apocalypse upon us, stealing whatever he wants, wearing whatever he wants, he has a Kevlar body suit under his clothes, stole it off a dead police officer. The only downside? He's completely alone, no one to sell to, no one to fight but the undead, no company.
Other: He keeps a chain saw and other power tools at his "home"
User Name: Gilraen_Meneldur
Appearance:
Nickname: Todd, Doc
Full Name: Todd Howard
Age:25
Height/Weight: 5'8"/ 143lb
Likes:
- Music
- Nature
- Independence
Dislikes:
- Yelling
- Fighting
- Complaining
Weapons: Handgun, bat, hunting knife. Or anything that he can find.
Background: Todd grew up in the grassy plains of Indiana, where he spent all his childhood working on his family's farm. He left miles away for the city to study for a medical degree. While in the city he worked at a hospital as a nurse for a while working to become a doctor and a surgeon. Todd was at the hospital when the outbreak started. He saw some patients come in with this strange virus and it spread quickly. Todd felt he had to stay and help but out of fear of what he witnessed he fled. Hes been living in the wilderness outside of the city just trying to stay out of sight and alive.
Other: Todd is mute, he communicates through phrase booklets, a note book, and a small amount of sign language that he knows.
User Name: Taiyou-Amaya
Appearance:
Nickname: Ronnie
Full Name: Ronda Marie Tyler
Age: 35
Height/Weight: 5'7"/ 130lb
Likes:
- Her kids.
- Bacon.
- Strawberries.
- Axing zombie in the head (especially neighbors that had pissed her off).
Dislikes:
- Having to put down people she loves.
- People lacking commonsense.
- Seeing others go hungry.
- People that don't know when to shut up.
Weapons: Wood Ax, 40 cal baby desert eagle and modified bat.
Background: Ronda was happily married to a military man with three kids. Her husband taught survival tack-ticks and she had picked up quite a few tricks from him.
In the first few day of the outbreak there was of course that uncertainty out what was really happening, most people seemed pretty confident that the government would get a handle on things before it got to out of hand, idiots. When they started calling in the military, Ronda's husband was one of the first called, he promised they would figure this out and he would be home in a few days then kissed her good bye and left. A few more days went by and she didn't hear anything from him, the morning of the call Ronda was on the porch chain smoking when the kids were heading off the school, her youngest daughter stopped and asked why she was smoking so much, she told her little girl that she was just upset that her father hadn’t called yet. The little girl told her that she should quit and of course she told her she would.
Later on that day Ronda finally got a call from her husband but it wasn’t him telling her he would be home soon like she had hoped, no he told her to get the kids and get out of the city. When she went to the school to get her children the roads had been already shut down, the out brake had already spread to the city she was in and they were trying evacuating people. Walking down the streets she found her youngest daughter, she had gotten separated from everyone else and had been bitten… Ronda was forced to put her down.
Other: Ronda went to school for psychology but was unable to get her doctorate due to getting pregnant with her third child, it was just too much on a soldiers pay
Theme Song -
Mama's Broken Heart by Miranda Lambert
User Name: Jake_Spicer_EvilGenius
Appearance:
Nickname: Atomic
Full Name: Dominico Artemis
Age: 26
Height/Weight: 6'5"/ 89kg
Likes:
-fighting
-drinking
-smoking occasionally
Dislikes:
- Alcoholics
- people who try to act big
- cry babies
Weapons: Machete, Baseball bat, Army Knife.
Background: He was an orphan at about 7 years old, went to a foster family and met Skull. The two of them were the best of friends and ran away together, becoming drug lords in a large city and even live in the same abandoned warehouse. Even though both of them are gay they see each other as brothers not as lovers.
Other: Unlike Skull he's a little bit more conventional.
User Name: DA zombie RK
Appearance:
Nickname: Luka or Mischa
Full Name: Luka Mikhail Aelius
Age: 16
Height/Weight: 5'3"/ 113 lbs
Likes:
- Animals. What could be better than a giant fur ball of a cat snuggling into your lap?
- Nature. Just being outside and feeling the wind can be a wonderful thing.
- Traveling. Especially to places he has never been to before.
- Video games.
- Reading and writing.
- Climbing, running, biking
Dislikes:
- Being lied to
- Being alone
- Being Confined or unable to move
- Guns. Yes, he can use them. But they wouldn't be his first choice for resolving a conflict.
- Loud, screechy noises. They give him headaches.
- Large bodies of water
- Pitch Darkness
Weapons: A machette
Background: At first glance, Luka can come off as being pretty shy. It doesn’t help that he has a strong tendency to act awkwardly around people he doesn’t know very well; a trait that developed largely due to the overprotectiveness of not only his parents, but of his older brother as well. At the same time, he has been known to suddenly act in a reckless or rash manner, particularly when he feels he or someone else he cares for is in danger, and he has been reprimanded more than once for being a bit more blunt than necessary. Luka is also incredibly loyal, yet another trait learned from his family, and he will do anything he can to help those he has grown close to.
Luka, along with his elder brother Anton, were raised near the outskirts of Yaroslavl. However, their life in Russia came to an end not long after Luka’s twelfth birthday, when their father, Alec, received a job offer he couldn’t refuse. Apparently Alec’s cousin had passed away, and had handed his company over to him. Because of that, the Aelius family packed up and made a new home overseas in California. Already having a solid footing from where Alec’s cousin had left off, Alec managed to build the company up to a near-dominant position. There was hardly a business left untouched by his control. Some suspected his companies’ involvement with the Russian mafia, but none of that made any difference when the infection broke out some years later.
The day it all began was just supposed to be another school day. Unfortunately, things didn't go as planned. It started off normally. His brother took off early to meet with some friends before classes while his mom got up early to make breakfast. By the time he was supposed to be out of bed, however, things had gone quickly downhill. He didn't know exactly what had happened. Only that his father had stumbled out of his bedroom and suddenly went after his mother. She had screamed for him to run, to find his brother. In his confusion, he hadn't even thought twice about it.
He wasn’t the one to find Anton, however. Instead his brother found him, wandering the street in a near-daze. Even to this day he couldn’t describe how he had managed to survive in such a state, but he had.
The two of them spend the next couple of months traveling together in whatever way they could find, doing their best to simply survive. However, that all came to an end when Luka’s worst nightmare became reality. Anton got bit.
Shortly after this, Luka was picked up by a group of raiders. While there he was treated as nothing more than an object. Though he had to give them some credit. They had forced him to live; as his brother had wished. Even so, he wasn’t the least bit sorry when on one stormy night their camp was overrun by infected. One of those fleeing had taken pity on him and released him. Luka hadn’t wasted that opportunity to get away.
Other: Luka can’t swim
User Name: Brett Casey
Appearance:
Nickname: Fulgor
Full Name: Toren Smith
Age: 24
Height/Weight: 6'3"/210lb
Likes:
-His canine companion Koga-
-beneficial trades-
-Meeting new people-
Dislikes:
- Bad trades-
-ripoff artists-
-solitude-
Weapons: 24
Throwing knives he has hidden in the insides of his coat,
his canine companion
Koga,
Compound bow with
10 normal arrows and 5 explosive arrows,
trench knife for hostile human encounters
Background: Toren grew up the son of a military general and throughout all his childhood he was put through rigorous training that would traumatize most kids. But thanks to his training he picked up alot of skills that that were not very common to most people like extreme dog training and precision knife throwing. When the outbreak occurred he was working on base at the tactical dogs facility. The whole base had went crazy when the men were beginning to kill each other and get back up so toren took the new pup under his care and ran into one of the supply bunkers. Well once inside he knew the doors wouldnt keep him and his pup safe for long so he loaded up all the materials he could from the bunker into a military truck and took off to his family home only to find it empty and the whole neighborhood deserted. He figured they had either died or went into hiding, so he drove out to a abandoned gas station that had already been pilfered and set up a base for himself. The supplies he obtained from the base he decided to put to good use to keep him alive, so for the first 3 months of the infection he trained His Wolfdog koga to be a scout and attacker. He now wanders the world with koga trading goods he scavenged from random places and trades them with other survivors.
Other: Theme song The last one standing by simple plan.You try crossing toren in a trade you better be ready to fight for your life.He also has a knack for hunting the wild animals that have wandered back into the ruined cities.
User Name: Brett Casey
Appearance:
Nickname: L, larry, Birdman
Full Name: Laurence Nightingale
Age: 28
Height/Weight: 6'3"/ 175lb
Likes:
- Riding his motorcycle
- making chemicals and gadgets
- relaxing
-smoking, drinking
Dislikes:
- having his gadgets and chemicals explode on him
- His bike breaking down
- Being over run
Weapons: PMR-30 pistol,
Custom shotgun,
Combat Knife,
+2w Laser lighter ((mainly used for lighting his smokes but can blind a person or ignite other flammables))
Background: Laurence Nightingale grew up a average man, who became a master chemist with a bachelors degree in electromechanics. He took a local job working at a lab trying to create a 100% clean burning fuel when the outbreak occurred. Well when his coworkers began eating each other he had little choice he had to hide in his office and barricade the door. Once all the screaming stopped he wandered out with all his fuel data in a file and began walking through the massacre of his coworkers Some of them began getting up so he quickly ran out to his motorcycle and rode it to his home, seeing the same thing he saw in his lab all over town. But once home he knew hed have to protect himself so he went to his at home office, grabbed his weapons and gear packed up some food water and smokes into his rucksack and went to get his motorcycle. He has been traveling around for the last 3 months only stopping to make more biodiesel fuel and resupply while looking for survivors who could possibly help him survive.
Other: Laurence likes his smokes and drinking, so as long as you can offer him either he will be tolerable to whoever. A important thing to know, DONT TOUCH HIS
MOTORCYCLE! As for a theme song:
when we stand together
User Name:Bored Z O M B I E
Appearance:
Nickname: "L"
Full Name: Ell Lautington
Age: Has the stature of an 18 year old.
Height/Weight: .5'5"/ 138lb
Likes:
- Dogs
- Cats
- Improvising
Dislikes:
- Zombies
- People stealing Ell's goggles
- Thorns
Weapons: Dented gold colored bat, mostly improvised weapons.
Background: Being born the second youngest within a rather large family, Ell wasn't always the most fortunate when it came to receiving things. Having to combat with five other siblings was simply discouraging. However, it caused Ell to improvise ways for fun and the like. Being the child of parents that ran a wildlife preserve, Ell had alot of experience with animals and building shelters. At 16 Ell joined the peace corps for a couple short years. During the virus, chaos struck out causing Ell to flee overseas. With a new appearance, Ell has taken on the image of a raider and got in with a random group of survivors, who's motives often seem questionable.
Other: Ell is often seen wearing what seems to be a slightly shabby, duct taped dirt biker type mesh, a pair of orange reflective-lense boarder's goggles, and a torn up towel muffler over their mouth. .
User Name: Bored Z o m b i e
Appearance:
Nickname: Scruffy Brat, Some Kid, Yuki-chan
Full Name: Yuki,
Age: 11 and a half
Height/Weight: ..4'10"/ 80lb
Likes:
- Food
- Animals
- Origami
- Pranks
- People Dieing
Dislikes:
- Evil people
- Zombies
- Getting caught
- People Dieing
Weapons: Lets see... A Nail Board, some rusty old Luger Pistol and a bow in the making.
Background: During vacation, my parents took me to this awesome place called the Americas, I was so excited. Well at first... Then, things got cruddy. Random dead people walking around eating other people! It was horrifying. Before I knew it, my parents vanished and I was left all alone in some apartment building. Without much skill I barely got by scavenging off dead people. Now holed up in this place, supplies are running low, what to do?!
Other: Thousand Night One Night - .hack//OST
User Name: Bored Z O M B I E
Appearance:
Nickname: Demi
Full Name: Demi Taylor Muzeix
Age:15
Height/Weight: 5'1"/ 118 lb
Likes:
- Cats
- Electronics
- Meeting new People
Dislikes:
- Losing his brother
- Pain
- Meeting bad People
Weapons: Crowbar
Background: Demi was born the elder Twin of three boys, One being older than them both. For the first five years of his life everything went quite well, a family many only dreamed would be in fairy tails these days. He had a mother, a Father and two brothers. The family was quite close knit. However all good things never seemed to last, when his father lost his job, things seemed to plummet there, he picked up drinking and smoking. Often times getting drunk and being quite violent with everyone except Demi strangely enough. Even still, mental trauma made up for the lacking of physical trauma on the night of his birthday when his father had gone too far. A huge fight broke out resulting in two other deaths leaving him and thankfully enough his older brother to fend for themselves. Life wasn't much better. Being two children alone, Demi's older brother had to pick up the slack in taking care of him resorting to the more unsavory jobs to get by nearly losing himself in the process.
After one fateful night, things picked back up again and eventually the two managed to get a hold of a condo where they lived happily for the next few years. When the apocalypse happened the brothers were torn apart. Already somewhat jaded Demi had seemed to have lost the ability to speak, now with technology dieing he will have to find a new way of communication if he's ever to find big brother again.
Other: Coquette Coquette - Of Montreal
User Name: Koshu Saika
Appearance:
Nickname: Mad Hatter
Full Name: Aki Minami
Age: 21
Height/Weight: 6'1"/135lb
Likes:
- Food
- The Sky
- Sleeping
Dislikes:
- Dead weight
- Animals(Dogs, and cats are exceptions)
-Zombies
Weapons: Beretta 9(18 rounds) Revolver(15 rounds)Glock17 Automatic Converted With Silencer (4 clips)Barrett(10 bullets)
Background: A small hitman and a thief. Mostly a thief. He served in the military for 3 years as a sniper. Got kicked out after beating his commanding officer half to death with the back end of a MP5. This is when he became a hitman, honing his skills with a sniper rifle. He is persistent in everything he does. He knew that at some point a zombie virus would break out (or he was just paranoid after playing far too many video games) and had prepared a survival kit. Of course, it had been ransacked, but what was left, was good enough for him to start traveling. Making sure he steals what he can, and kill those who get in his way. They called him the Mad Hatter in the military because he would shoot all his targets in the head, and no matter what, their helmets or hats would come off. Not to mention he always wore a beanie that he never took off. If he did, you were in serious trouble. Don't touch his hat.
Other: Daydreams a lot.
User Name: Tougher than Leather
Appearance:
Nickname: Nutcase
Full Name: Zachery Phantesma
Age: 24
Height/Weight:6'4"/ 170lb
Likes:
-Melodic Music
-Stabbing/Slashing
-Animals
Dislikes:
-The sound of tearing paper
-Being in an enclosed environment
-Being questioned or otherwise treated as if he were some sort of patient
Weapons: Can make do with most anything at his disposal, but he carries a butcher knife inside his straightjacket
Background: Zachery (Zachy No-Dad as called in school) was born to a single mother in the inner city. He was bullied regularly and came home to a mother who treated him as though he was a curse- his father had left his mother after being informed of her pregnancy. She was more attached to him than her son, and naturally hated him. Being poor he attended a cut rate school until 8th grade when he was removed and placed into medical custody after permanently blinding a student who called him "Zachy No-Dad" with a pair of safety scissors. He attended daily mental therapy to try and make him more sociable, however the attempts proved futile when an accident occurred in the observation room. The doctor performing routine therapy noticed a tick set off in Zach when he tore paper. Eager to find what effect it had on him, he continued tearing paper until Zach snapped, despite Zach's repeated begs for him stop tearing the paper. 45 seconds later the Doctor, both technicians behind the 1 way glass, and 3 guards were dead. Zach was detained with an elephant tranquilizer and placed in a room with electronic code locks. Not long after the outbreak struck the city, the power grid went down and deactivated the door locks by default. Zach cut the cuffs of his straightjacket with a large kitchen knife from the cafeteria and escaped the facility, and slaughtered the remaining inmates and guards in the facility one by one wearing a uniquely disturbing goalie mask from the phys ed department, seeming to smile the way it's holes are drilled. His jacket still bears the crimson stains of the ordeal.
Other: Don't tear paper around him. That should go without saying.
User Name: Gilraen_meneldur
Appearance:
Nickname: Finch
Full Name: Eugenie Willow Passer
Age: 28
Height/Weight: 5'0"/ 115lb
Likes:
- nature
- sitting by a fire
- music
- traveling
Dislikes:
- guns
- rats
- reckless and annoying people.
Weapons: Bow &arrows, Daggers, Sword, Bolas
Background: Eugenie was born into a world that most people might find a bit strange. In a way you could say she has always been living in the past. Her parents had careers that focused in anthropology and archaeology. They were history buffs always traveling to far away lands, digging in the dirt for bones and artifacts, and enjoying the company of those around them. She never really had one place to call home. Her family explored many cultures from around the world most of them being more native so for the most part Eugenie grew up living without technology. She learned to live off the land, and hunt with more primitive weapons the moment she could stand.
Being surrounded in her parents work she too became interested in their fields. For years she continued to travel just as she did before. Relying only on her survival skills and her own two feet (and the occasional plain ticket). When the virus hit she had been visiting friends in Georgia. Her group had been slaughtered by raiders only a few weeks later.
Other:. Because of her travels Eugenie can speak several languages. She also has a pet hawk.
User Name: Koshu Saika
Appearance:
Nickname: Ham, Dynamite, Smokey
Full Name: Hughes S. Taylor
Age: 27
Height/Weight: 6'0"/ 136lb
Likes:
- Explosions!!!!
- Uhhhh BIG EXPLOSIONS!!!!
- ..really? FINE I LIKE UNICORNS JUST STOP ASKING ME QUESTIONS
crying
Dislikes:
- Feeling trapped
- Blood
- QUESTIONS! THAT'S WHAT I DON'T LIKE!
Weapons: -Frag Grenades(x4)
-Dynamite Sticks(x10)
-C4(x2)
-Flamethrower (3 Containers and each container can shoot about 120 seconds of flames.)
-Baseball Bat
Background: REMEMBER 9/11. HAHA GUESS WHAT? THAT WAS MY ******** DREAM AND MY ******** IDEA. AL-QUEDA STOLE IT FROM ME...those bitches... I WAS IN A MENTAL INSTITUTE FOR 5 YEARS AFTER SETTING MY HOUSE ON FIRE BUT IT WAS COOL. I MET A LOT OF COOL PEOPLE, LIKE JOHNNY!! WE WERE MILITARY BUDDIES UNTIL I GOT CAUGHT TRYING TO PUT C-4 ON THE GENERAL'S JEEP. HEHE AFTER I BECAME A TERRORIST FOR THE LONGEST. IT WAS FUN. I RAN AT PEOPLE WITH BOMBS ON MY CHEST AND WHEN THEY RAN AWAY THEY ACTIVATED MY TRIP WIRES. HAHAHAHA STUPID MOTHER ********!!!!! oh and I'm sorry for killing people mommy.... MY MOMMY? ******** NO. THAT b***h CAN SUCK THIS d**k! wait...that's nasty SHE WAS A WHORE, no really, she's a whore. I STILL HAVE MY MOM IN A LITTLE CELL. POOR MOMMY SHE SHOULD BE CURED!! CURED OF BOTH HIV AND ZOMBISM wait...what is zombism again? ******** THIS s**t I DON'T LIKE TALKING ABOUT MY PLANS
Other: ...I'M DONE ANSWERING YOUR QUESTIONS SO I WON'T TELL YOU THAT I HAVE NO HAND TO HAND COMBAT SKILLS EXCEPT FOR MY BAT. oh ******** not again....
Theme Song:
Lose Yourself Eminem
User Name: l Mitsuhide l
Appearance:
Nickname: Rig
Full Name: Rigardo Silvers
Age: 24
Height/Weight: 5'11"/ 178lb
Likes:
- Peace and queit
-Defending others
- Day dreaming (to escape this reality)
Dislikes:
- Having to trust others
- Being forced to hide rather than fight
- The moans of the dead
Weapons: A pick axe, and a walking stick.
Background: Rigardo wasn't anything special before this whole thing began. He worked a few jobs here and there went to college all that fun stuff. He worked as a salesman, then waited tables for a while. For a long stretch of time he was a security guard but nothing too flashy. He didn't have much to do with his family, he'd keep in touch but for the most part he lived a rather secluded life. He did meet a woman once, a small blond cutie. He had finally found someone he wanted to spend his life with. It was short lived it wasn't long into the spread of the infection that she was bitten. Knowing what was gonna happen he decided to stick with her anyway. She was too afraid to die, he could not kill her himself, so he laid with her everynight in bed, knowing one of the times he'd close his eyes and wake up to her eating his flesh.
Though when that day came Rigardo did have a friend who broke into his house. Having known what he was doing, he got there in the nick of time, his friend axed the woman's head right in front of him. He only flinched slightly her blood speckling his face. His face was stoic from that point on, he locked away those emotions when that axe struck his love's skull. His friend urged him on and they began their survival together. Sometimes meeting up with people but perferring it to be only them two. Eventually his friend made some fatal mistakes as well, Rigardo was left alone and continued to survive alone. He's never been a people person but he never felt such wretched loneliness. Suriving keeps your mind off these kind of things but what of times when you do get a break? He feels as though he might be slipping.
Other: Naw
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