Vin & Lili's Zombie

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{{This is all your fault Xia.....>.>;;}}

So in the year 2065 a cure for AIDS had been found...AIDS kills off the T cells in a persons body. The cure was supposed to regenerate these cells and make more through duplicating and cloning themselves and whatever the ******** cells do. HOWEVER, like most human cures for major diseases they usually are ******** up and don't actually work. In fact they make things worse most of the time. So just like with everything else: It failed. BAD. Like major ******** up of the entire history of the human race. It was even worse that when people developed the weapons of mass destruction. You know those weapons right? Nuclear and whatnot. Yeah. Everyone thought we were gonna die in a Nuclear holocaust first. KAHKAHKAHKAH. Boy where they flippin' wrong about that weren't they?

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Boy were they wrong....

 

[CorruptedWaffles]

NAME:
Heinrich Eberhardt

AGE:
27

D.O.B
10/13

HISTORY:
Throughout the years San Fransisco managed to reserve it's trolley system...in fact it expanded on it when it became more than just a tourist attraction and more of a public transportation. They kept a lot of old trolley ways...but the new ones they made fast and spread across the city farther.

Heinrich, or Richy [Reh-ch-ee]], as he was nicknamed. Ran, fixed, and operated a lot of the machinery and the trolleys himself. He was a miracle man and could fix any of the broken down trolleys within minutes.

However when the Aids cure took over and killed his lover, he used the rail systems to save himself and a few other people. But as soon as you were a danger to him or anyone else: He would kill you. And NOT have a problem with it.

As time wore on...everyone died because either they were a danger to everyone else. Or died from their own stupidity. So now here he is. All alone...with no one.

WEAPON OF CHOICE:
-His trolley. [[Yes. He did put spikes on the end and painted an angry face on the end. No he does not care if you think it's tacky. He likes it and that's all that matters.]]
-Big guns. Guns that his decorated war hero father had in WWIII. [[The Germans had actually been on the good side this time. Go figure.]]
-Hand made weapons.

LIKES:
-KahKahkah. My guns.
-Dogs.
-Killing zombies. Better than GTA15
-Making stuff. Clears the mind and relaxes the body.

DISLIKES:
-A zombie getting stuck underneath his trolley. It makes a mess and eventually ******** it up.
-Anything that reminds him of his dear lover.

PREVIOUS OCCUPATION:
Trolley/Train Mechanic/Engineer

PERSONALITY:
A bit of a sarcastic d**k at times. perfectionist. Slight OCD. But is overly good natured. When the world wasn't dead he enjoyed parties. Mainly Raves.

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NAME: Roze SOF-U-15

AGE:
29

D.O.B
4/16

HISTORY:
Russian black ops.
Trained since she was 13. Taken out of an orphanage. Her family was the people that she grew up training with...she doesn't even know if they are even dead or alive. She had been in the states 'shopping' for weapons the US was trying to sell to the Russians when s**t hit the fan. Is currently trying to get back home.

WEAPON OF CHOICE:
-Any gun
-Her body. Knows the Systema
-Her special issue black ops leather and protective gear suit.

LIKES:
-Her family
-Her country
-Guns

DISLIKES:
-Ignorance
-Insolence
-Annoyance

PREVIOUS OCCUPATION:
PSH. Is still a black ops.

PERSONALITY:
Depends on the situation. Was trained to mold her persona to the circumstance. She was mainly used for infiltration missions...but ever since she has been alone...she has become...much nicer, And more accommodating. Bit of a sadistic streak.  

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NAME:
Kaya Sloane
AGE:
24
D.O.B:
1/27
HISTORY:
The children are our future...If we don't wipe them all out with this stupid epidemic first.
Kaya was a Physical Education teacher at the local High School. Not a glitzy job, the pay was kind of crappy, the kids were pretty annoying, but at least the skills had come in handy. When this insanity broke loose, she hadn't had to worry about any students coming to school with that ******** "Cure" pulsing through them. None of them had ******** up enough to develop AIDs that early on in their lives.
She was in damn good shape too.
That's right, she wasn't a fat P.E teacher that screamed to "Run faster!" when they hadn't jogged for a decade. No, she was toned and fit and in perfect condition to bolt down to the sports shed, snag a few makeshift weapons and get her a** to her SUV. ******** the students, they were brats anyway.
WEAPON OF CHOICE:
-An Aluminum Baseball Bat. All those years of softball and playing against cocky students really paid off. Her swing was bitchin. And when she paired it with some baseballs...
-Weed Whacker. It works better than you think it would.
-A Handgun. She'd struck gold when running past a cop that'd committed suicide.
LIKES:
-Sports.
-Feeling powerful.
-That rare moment of peace.
DISLIKES:
-The ******** noises the Zombies make. Shut the hell up.
-Getting blood on her clothes. She could only find so many in her size.
PREVIOUS OCCUPATION:
Physical Education Teacher
PERSONALITY:
Focused with a sharp tongue and wit. She uses strong language when expressing herself fully. Used to love the night before it came the most vulnerable time of day.

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NAME:
Nathanial Hawkins
AGE:
26
D.O.B:
8/26
HISTORY:
Truly was this all insanity, and truly was Nathanial out of place in this world.

He HAD been an editor for a relatively well-known publishing company when this all had started. Maybe his solitary nature that yearned for isolation prepared him best for his situation. It didn't matter much now, the man was using this as inspiration for his own novel now.

Nathanial wanted to make sure he jotted down every thought and emotion, he wanted to catch this regression into primitive living. The reverse evolution of an entire species OR a clearing away of the weak to bring in a new era of human history?
WEAPON OF CHOICE:
-A spear he'd taken from a nearby dojo
-A small can of hairspray and a lighter
-A small container of bleach and ammonia combined together
LIKES:
-Reading
-Putting written information into use
-Seeing a plan he was unsure about go off without a hitch
DISLIKES:
-Loud voices
-Pushy people
-Losing his glasses
PREVIOUS OCCUPATION:
Editor
PERSONALITY:
Quiet, almost invisible in personality. When irritated, he becomes quite critical and is known to tear people apart while keeping complete composure.