Characters .....
Accepted Survivors
Kira
The name is Kira,
and you will call me Kira.
I am 5' 10
and125 Lb.
Before the outbreak I was at a friend's house for his girlfriends birthday. As I was having a great time and everything, one of the creatures burst through the window. As it did, We had run to our friend's room, but he wasn't so fortunate. As we all sit there, I remembered the gun he had kept under his bed for protection. Taking it, I lead our party to the nearest local gunstore, and we barred the place up,
but now I am currently still at the gunshop, mapping out where to go next with the party.
I often act Nonchalant and caring of others around me.
What I can do to help when I get to the Safe Haven is to help mod guns. I have currently started disassembling them to try and make them better.
I always carry a Tactical 12-Gauge, and the Desert Eagle I found under my friend's bed, as well as a field knife.
The one pulling my strings Jp357
Damien
The name is Damien Tiberius Spade,
I have been on earth for twenty two years.
but you can call me Day.
I am 5'8"
and 130 pounds.
Before the outbreak I was Taking care of My older sister's daughter while they were on Vacation. I was a musician, and I was just inches away from being famous. My sister Alyss asked if I would watch Evelynn for her, And I did. When the outbreak happened, I was doing my own thing, with the kid at a park, and one of them attacked me. I smashed his face in, scaring Evelynn, and ran off to a police station. The place was empty, except for a few other survivors, and We holed up there,
but now I am a Fighter and Wanna be Doctor.
I often act Calm and Protective, Helpful and kind. He's doing his best to help the people where he's Stuck, but so far, he hasn't seen anything important happen. He knows basic first aid, and cares for most of the children there, though there is only about four in total.
What I can do to help when I get to the Safe Haven is Basic things. I have a Kid I gotta care for, But I have Basic Medical skills, Since I quit Med school, and I'm a good team worker. I'll basically do whatever I can.
I always carry a shot gun on my back and Evelynn on my shoulder. Not to mention the small backpack filled with bullets, food, and first aid.
The one pulling my strings Dementia Spade
Evelynn, 5 Years old.
The name is Chaeli Bothrin,
I have been on earth for 21 years,
but you can call me Chaeli or Stripes.
I am 5'6"
and 125 lbs.
Before the outbreak I was the captain of a Freestyle Dance Team. Not that frilly stuff ya see on T.V., but the darker, more underground part of the deal. Because of this I got into quite a few scraps with rival teams, making my name as some kind of gang banger. Hell, if it kept kids from messin' with me and my crew I was fine with it. The outbreak reached home while we were out on the street. Some homeless guy approached us, stumblin' like a drunk and looking rather jacked up. Jordan tried t' see if he was okay, but instead of bein' nice the damned b*****d bit 'im. When he went t' take another bite outta him was when we sprung, beatin' the guy until he fell. My whole crew got covered in that guy's blood, like he was some kind of faucet on full blast. We took Jordan to th' hospital right after that and got ourselves checked out as well. The rest of it happened so quickly, it's hard t' piece together. I remember seein' Peter and Jordan eatin'... somethin', and then Peter jumped at me. I smacked him down out of reflex and bolted. I'm not sure how, but by some grace I made it home on autopilot. I grabbed Eri, a bat, a berretta my dad kept in his nightstand and booked it.
but now I am the only thing between my brother an' a zombie infestation.
I often act blunt, insensitive and arrogant. I'm not afraid to step on heads t' get t' what I want, so don't be surprised if I just up 'nd leave. I've also been told I'm prone to violence. Not my fault trouble likes findin' me. Loud people tend to get on my nerves, as do peppy people, stupid people and most people in general. Don't even think of messin' with Eri though, or I'll beat yer head in.
What I can do to help when I get to the Safe Haven is whatever they want. I know th' city as well as anyone else, maybe more with my underground knowledge. I could go out on Rescue, Scout or even play around as a Medic. Jus' as long as me and Eri both go.
I always carry a metal bat and the Beretta Tomcat, as well as ammunition for it. Jus' wish I knew how t' use the damned thing better.
The one pulling my strings Suzuki Mine
The name is Eri Bothrin,
I have been on earth for 21 years,
but you can call me Eri, Prince or Rockstar.
I am 6'2"
and 162 lbs.
Before the outbreak I was a fashion design student at the local college. It is a bit strange, I know, but it was so captivating I just had to try it! Back before the outbreak I use to make the outfits that Chaeli and her crew wore to competitions. I still wish she would have worn something more eloquent, but Chaeli was never one for dresses or frill. I was at home when things became hectic, finishing up a school project for my finals. The door slammed open and shut, and before I knew it Chaeli was up in my room. Of course I panicked seeing her covered in blood spatter. I was never for her fighting and for a while I thought she had been shot! Before I could start asking question she started yelling at me to gather things together, that we had to leave. It was rather confusing, but I did what she asked. We have been running around ever since.
but now I am moral support for Chaeli. As useless as I feel for it, I just don't have the stomach to kill the creatures.
I often act optimistic and happy. I use to be compared to the sun itself, always smiling and reflecting my cheer upon others. Thanks to my father I learned the ways of being a gentleman, always treating ladies as if they were precious gems. Wait, Chaeli told you I was emotional? W-Why would she do that? I am... not... emotional, and I am not crying!
What I can do to help when I get to the Safe Haven is cooking and mending clothes. I may not be very good with thick armor, but if given a sewing machine I am confident I can do some good!
I always carry a bokken that Chaeli found for me. It is more for waving off zombies until Chaeli can take care of them than anything else. I'm more of the mule, carrying our pack of supplies to lessen the weight of Chaeli.
The one pulling my strings Suzuki Mine
Craig
The name is Craig Ross, I have been on earth for 21 years. but you can call me Craig. I am 6’1” and 200 pounds. Before the outbreak I was just your average college kid. I was studying to be a Computer Science major, my parents picked it for me. I really wanted to just travel the world, learning different fighting styles, whether it be armed or unarmed. My expertise was fighting unarmed, but I created these claws, they made me feel like Wolverine. I never held a gun in my life until the outbreak, and I still try my hardest not to, but now I am a zombie killer 24/7. I often act a bit like a loner. I had a few friends before the outbreak, but no one who you could classify as a best friend. I do my best work alone, and I prefer it that way. I tend to stand-offish with anyone and everyone I meet, and can be a bit crude to them as well. What I can do to help when I get to the Safe Haven is nothing at all. Why go to the Safe Haven when I’m having so much fun outside? I always carry my claws on my hands for close combat with those brain munchers and two magnums at my sides. The one pulling my stringsPsychoticOne.
Accepted Safe Haven
Soap Here...
The name is Aaron Mctavish,
but everyone calls me Soap .
I have been on earth for 28 years
I am six feet and 6 inches
and 200 lbs.
Before the outbreak I was a part of an elite task force stationed in the United Kingdom. I ran covert operations with my team and kept the world safe. Little did I know what our governments were up to. In the middle of one of my missions, we encountered on the infected. We thought it was something a group of terrorist had been working on. My teammate went to help when the infected took a huge chunk of flesh out of his arm. That's when it began. I shot him in the chest, stomach and even in the neck. Nothing. It wasn't till i shot him in the head when he dropped. We brought the teammate back with us to treat him. That virus really acts fast. His pulse stopped for a minute or so and he sat up and tried to kill us. We contained the situation but it didn't just happen where we were. It was happening all over the world. The British Government joined together with world forces and we opened safe Haven. That brings you up to speed. I have seen so many people lost to this virus. I may work for the government but I am looking out for the safety of those who live in safe haven. You wanna role with me, be ready for some serious training.
I have been at safe Haven for since it began
and now I work as head Of the Task Force and Rescue Squad. If you want to head out there and be apart of my team. Ya better impress me.
I always carry MK14 EBR, AA-12,M9 Pistol, SCAR-H, and A Tactical Knife
The one pulling my strings Ayanami Rei the First
Crystal
The name is Crystal Price,
I have been on earth for 23.
but you can call me Chrissie.
I am 5’8
and 8 Stone 3
. Before the outbreak I was busy with my police work, had been assigned to the case of the scientist, they had been reported for doing inhuman experiments. However, her partner had been killed by the company when he got too close to them, and later on the outbreak began. Then she helped set up the Safe Heaven with other survivors, sending a message to others out there.
I have been at safe Haven for for 3 months
and now I work as Guard (Protector)
I always carry two hand guns
The one pulling my strings Butterfly-Lady
The Man,
The Soldier.
The name is Sergeant Alec Crosetti,
but you can call me Jackal, Doc
I have been on earth for 26 Years
I am 5'11
and 185lbs
Before the outbreak I was A soldier. A member of a special medical detachment within the US Army. At first it was great. I saw action in Kosovo, Iraq, Afghanistan, and a few other places I cant speak of. Too traumatic...Too much death. Then I was transferred to this facility, the place all this s**t started. I almost died in there, dont know how I managed to get out, but as luck would have it, I did. I wandered for three days, low on ammo, exhausted, and my back was against the wall. I knew it was about time to brace for the end. And then this sound...This, whirring noise. The sound of a Helicopter, heading for Haven. I signaled them with a flare I had, and was rushed off to Haven, where I met a man they called Soap. He told me there were others out there, and they needed rescuing. So I signed up, my Special Forces training as a Medic, and as a Soldier would come in handy, I knew it would.
I have been at safe Haven for A little less than Soap has, so I'd say....Six months? Havent been keeping track.
and now I work as Head Medic for the expidition teams.
I always carry An XM8 Assault rifle with underslung grenade launcher, a Sig P226 handgun, and my kit, containing medical supplies, extra rations and ammo, and the barrel change kits for my XM8.
The one pulling my strings Shotgun Paramedic
Shaw
The name is Rebecca Shaw, but you can call me Shaw. I have been on earth for twenty seven years. I am 5'7" and one-hundred-twenty pounds. Before the outbreak I was working for some stupid moving company because had enough muscle to do that crap. I actually wanted to join the Canadian military but I never really got around to it, so I just cruised along at this shitty job. In high school my father used to take me to gun ranges all the time and teach me how to shoot guns and that eventually became my passion as well as playing bass guitar. Ever since I graduated I would go to the shooting range and try out a new firearm whether it was a pistol, rifle, smg, or whatever. I wanted to know how to use every gun known to man. Of course that's near impossible, but my gun knowledge is pretty formidable, though not as deadly as my aim with a sniper rifle. I think it's safe to say that I've got the aim of a tactical sniper...maybe Special Air Service caliber? Anyways, once the infection broke out and I heard of safe haven, I grabbed every weapon I had and flew straight to it. Now that I'm here it's a bit boring but at least it's better than being out there. I have been at safe Haven for a while. Hell, I don't even know the exact time any more. and now I work as a Sniper and Lookout. Basically I sit in the watch tower all day. I always carry a Remmington M24 SWS, a Colt M1911, and a machete. The one pulling my strings is Anbu-chan
Ghost...On the Job
The name is John O' Clarke
but you can and will call me Ghost
I have been on earth for 26 years.
I am About 6'1, give or take.
and why is that relevant? If you are asking, I' m not a fatty. Before the outbreak I was In the same special ops group as Soap. We had been through it all together. He saved my a** when i broke my leg during our mission in Russia. Carried my a** all the way back to the Lz. I wasn't there the day the infection broke out. but I can tell you this. When Soap got back he seemed pretty rattled. I had never seen the Captain like that. First time I saw him punch a superior. Pretty funny. I worked closely with him to see that safe haven got up and running. That brings up to speed. Hm? What's that? What happened before the infection? Ha. If i told you that I would have to kill you.
I have been at safe Haven for day one frien
and now I work as Third in Command of Sniper Patrol. That girl is a better shot than me. M14 EBR, M4A1 Carbine and M9. On occasion, I may bring out my WA2000. That's my baby.
The one pulling my strings Ayanami Rei the First
Accepted Infected
Lazarus
The name is Lazarus Cain,but you can call me "Holy s**t it's a zombie.".I am 4'10" and one hundred pounds. This is how I came to be... Lazarus Cain-- high school student, talented singer, and...zombie? Lazarus was your average student who pursued many interests like music, skateboarding, and poetry. He wasn't anything special at his school and preferred to be a wallflower, hanging out with a few close friends and just having fun. Grades were average, drugs and alcohol had no place in his life, and overall he was just a singer in an up-and-coming band.
That is, until the infection hit. Lazarus didn't have enough time to prepare and fight the illness and he was one of the first few to begin getting sick in his area. It first started out as headaches and flu-like symptoms like nausea and vomiting, but when the boy collapsed people knew that it was something more. At first Lazarus was a regular infected and managed to escape the guns and axes of survivors, but eventually his senses heightened and the muscles in his legs grew stronger. Claws appeared on his hands and feet. Lazarus was aware of the change but ignored it as any animal would until he couldn't take it anymore; all of his five senses-- sight, smell, hearing, touch, and taste-- became extremely well-developed for him to advance into the Hunter stage and like all the other Hunters, his eyes became so sensitive that any light whatsoever would send a searing pain through his brain. Soon enough Lazarus let out a howl and began hastily clawing his eyes out to escape the pain.
Thus was the birth of another Hunter. I have been infected since the beginning and now I hunt, kill, and feed. I always use my claws and teeth. The one pulling my strings Anbu-chan
Arie
The name is Auriex Numb,
I have been on earth for 16 .
but you can call me Arie .
I am 6'0
and 120 lbs
Before the outbreak I was A very intellegent girl. Although I wasn't good at talking to anyone, and I really never did, I still creeped everyone out.
but now I am a Zombie. I was bitten by one of the zombies of course, but some strange guy took me in and strapped me down and increased my thoughts. He said that I'd think like a human, or like I thought before. After that he let me go and of course I bit him.
I often act Strangly, Not violent or hungry for flesh. Just lonely, although I can't stop the urge of a zombie.
I always carry Two pocket knifes with me, in a secure, unknown place.
The one pulling my strings is Golumsmegle.
Zombiefied
When she Cleans up, Pretends to be Human.The name is Alyss,
but you can call me a Witch.
I am 5'6"
and a hndred and ten pounds.
Before the outbreak I was on vacation with my boyfriend, and we left out five year old daughter in the care of my older brother. There was an outbreak at the airport, and I got sick when a girl bit my arm. She was taken away, but not before she had killed my Boyfriend. I felt Ill, horrible, and rushed away, running and hiding. I grew dirty and my clothes were destroyed. I cried a lot, and lost myself in the insanity. No one attacked me, but I kept a small part of my mind. I wanted my Daughter back. I cried often, and attacked anyone who came close, Except for Hunters, which I found I liked the company of. Over time, My sanity dripped back. I cleaned up, Dressed in human clothes, and I looked almost alive. I was pale, and it was hard to clean my hair out, but I can pass as a survivor now. Currently, I'm stalking a group of humans who were hiding in a Gun store, planning when to act as a survivor and be let in. I hide the Bite with a wrist band, And besides for the pale skin and hunger pains, the only weird thing is my brown eyes have turned an amber gold color.
Now I am a Stalker Witch Zombie, searching for My Daughter.
I often act shifty and sad, or happy and singing. I'm not quite all there yet, I'm a little less sane then the humans. They'd think the outbreak had broken my sanity.
I always carry a Pocket knife, because I carved of, with a lot of pain, my elongated nails, and wear gloves now. If you saw them, you would notice I have horribly destroyed fingertips.
The one pulling my strings Dementia Spade
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