My character name: Character ID number: #47 Link to your character's survival stats (minis) profile:View Faction: University Rank: Sophomore ( Rank 2 )
Posted: Wed Sep 16, 2015 11:38 pm
[ GENERAL INFORMATION ]
Character Name: Rook ( last name unknown ) Age: 22 Gender: Male Faction: 1 - University ( C Average Student ) Weapon: n/a
About :
The Good Quiet & Calm Under Stress - Having a go with the flow type of mindset, it takes a great deal to rile this character up beyond his usual hype. Generally the more tense the situation, the more likely he is to pipe down and for once focus, allowing him to look at things in a calm and somewhat collected manner. Athletic/Endurance - Though difficult to rouse from sleep, once fully awake, there's no sitting still until its time to crash. So naturally, it isn't surprising that he channels most of that energy into sports and while he's open to suggestion and participates in varying sports, his preferred sport is running.
The Bad Doesn't know when to quit - Whether its something as light as poking fun at someone, or something as concerning as pressing for details/information, Rook will often miss warning signs, or blatantly ignore them, and take it a step too far. The repercussion of his actions are usually well deserved. Short Attention Span - The favoured excuse for his poor grades is his inability to focus. Unless its something of interest, Rook doesn't care. Don't give him any long winded and detailed instructions if you expect something to actually come of it. Simple and to the point is the way to speak to this idiot.
Appearance : - Unkempt appearance - Scruffy short, bright orange hair that sticks up like bad bed head - Green eyes - 5'7" height ( claims there's less wind resistance ) - Wirey build, but toned - Caucasian
Alt Outfits :
THEN vs NOW :
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Over the course of the month, a lot has happened and a lot of nothing happened, you could say. Supplies, though we had a lot at first, continue dropping by the day. Defenses are even getting worn down by the daily attacks of the infected. People are on edge, but I suppose, given the circumstance, its understandable. They probably never expected that they might actually die at the place they hoped would set them on the path that would lead them to their dreams. Funny how that turns out, isn't it?
Presently we've began to span out, and search a little further. Just so happened that that was one of our first mistakes. We encountered some bandits, I didn't catch their names. Or rather I didn't hear it. They launched an attack on us and I imagine everyone in the group is injured in one way or other, if not mentally scarred. I myself, am practically death thanks to the bastards. But perhaps I'll be lucky and I'll gain some hearing back over the course of the days.
That would have been the highlight of day but... I encountered something else. Not undead, something dark and more supernatural than the dead that are currently walking the earth. If that was even possible. I thought for sure I'd be killed, but it left, or rather, it vanished. I don't know where it disappeared to but I have a feeling it will be back. Though I hope to God it won't... One encounter was enough for me.
I'm going to try and check out that radio station in a minute, but otherwise I don't really have much to report.
