Name: Vivian "V" Vanbrooke
Age: 22
Occupation: Pick pocket / con artist

Appearance/Clothing: Her round face and narrow golden brown eyes are typical of people of Eastern descent, and her dark hair falls straight, stopping just short of her chin. She uses makeup to accent her eyes: the black eyeliner is thick, the eye shadow gold, and the mascara volumizing. What little strength she has is in her toned legs--she lived a life on the run, after all. Her clothing of choice is mostly neutral colors: browns, blacks, and greys. She wears boots, tight pants, and a leather jacket over a tank top. She doesn't bother with a bra, as she's lacking in the breast department. However, the intimidation she was going for is easily lost to her size: she stands no taller than 5'3" and weighs in at only about 105 lbs. Other notable characteristics are the many earrings, piercings on the side of her nose and belly button, and the dragon tattoo that starts on her upper arm and extends to her back.

Equipment:
A canvas leather backpack that includes...
- Her make up (though she's running low), deodorant, toothbrush and toothpaste
- Half empty water bottle
- Chewing gum
- Pocket knife
- about $100 in stolen and won cash
- Three stolen credit cards

From: She never really stayed in one place for long. Originally from the UK, and was passing through DC when the apocalypse hit.

Personality: V comes off as pretty laid back. She can be charming enough when she wants to be, but typically isn't. She can be pretty arrogant as well--not only does she think she's better than pretty much everyone else, she believes she's smarter than them, too. And while she can be cunning, she can easily underestimate others. Her strengths lie in her street smarts, charisma, and independence. On the other hand, working with others is a chore. She's also attracted to danger and the unknown--it interests her. Something that frustrates her is the fact that she deals with insomnia on a night-by-night basis.

History: For most of her life, Vivian grew up on the other side of the Atlantic, in south UK. She had good, caring parents, but she always insisted on hanging out with the "wrong" types of people. She grew more and more rebellious with age. At eighteen, she became the girlfriend of an older lead singer in a metal band who had plans to move to New York to be a star. Vivian gladly went with him to get out of her stuffy boring life...only for the relationship to end on some bitter notes. (Haha, notes, like music notes? Get it?) Well, having no place to go and being too prideful to return home, Vivian started living on the streets, travelling up and down the East coast of the US. And that's what she's been doing for the last few years.

Q: What made you want to join this RP?
A: My other RPs are a bit slow, and the zombie apocalypse RP I'm already in seems to be dying.
Q: What do you plan on doing with this character in this RP?
A: Having an antagonist sort of character--someone to poke at the characters and get some interactions going.
Q: Are you going to be a loner or be in a group?
A: I'd like Vivian to eventually be in a group. Not sure how well other characters will end up trusting her, though, haha. Maybe an injury or something will help others take pity on her.
Q: What are your thoughts on the other player characters in the RP?
A: Serge seems cool and well rounded. Ame seems like a badass. Ken's a prick, which is great. Cat is best avoided, haha, which means probably Dog too even though she seems friendly.

Accepted. I'm definitely interested in seeing V cause some trouble.

Haha, me too. :D Hopefully I can pull of a troublemaker well enough--it's slightly outta my comfort zone.

Anyway, I'll work on an IC post now.

Kidd said
Haha, me too. :D Hopefully I can pull of a troublemaker well enough--it's slightly outta my comfort zone.Anyway, I'll work on an IC post now.

Don't make me get the bullwhip!

Name: Byron De'Quincey
Age: 28
Occupation: English Teacher

Equipment:
On Body: M1897 trench gun, bandoleir with 20 shotgun shells, A colt 1911, two spare .45 magazines, A half full water canteen, a cleaver, a pocket watch, a compass, a coil of rope and a flashlight
In Bag: Box of 12 gauge Buck Shot with 20 more shells in it, a box of .45 with 28 rounds left in it, the bayonet for his shotgun, 2 extra batteries, maps and map reading equipment, first aid kit (a role or bandages, 4 morphine injectors, 2 ternquettes.), a zippo lighter and a third of a can of fuel.
Foodesque Stuff: 3 packs of jerky, a small box of gram crackers, Vitamin C supplements, a can of grount Colombian Coffee and lemon drops.

From: Richmond, Virginia

Personality:
Good parts:
- he has a way with words that makes him very persuasive in bartering and morel.
- he knows when to back away from a situation, if things get to tough he finds a way around it.
- Patient, 3 years of etching have made him more patient with people who are otherwise distasteful.
- Caring, after his time In school teaching people with problems he gained a little compassion.
- likes cake.
Bad Bits:
- When he's angry he starts shouting at you loud, in large amounts and in German.
- doesn't like to be injured, if he needs help he won't ask for it nor would he except it unless he really needs to or wants to.
- when someone smart does something stupid he complains to them.
- quotes English literary stuff in bad situations.
- when he has the chance to sleep he'll take it and then some.

History: he use to work at a high school in Richmond teaching the slower students in the school, he was given the worst class room, his students the worst materials but he slugged it out and in the end hot them all to graduation by helping them with other subjects. He moved to Washington DC to teach at a local collage after his kiddos left to follow further education. he was planning on having a 4th of july party at his place when it happened, there was knocking at the door so he went out to check it, it was a zed. He ran in doors and pulled out his and shot it down. He wandered around the remnance of the state until he reached
the capital mall and saw the great oblalisk like structure and there were people in it's shadow.

Q: what made you want to Join this RP?
A: I love zombie survival stories, games and stuff so why not do an RP.
Q: what do you plan on doing with your character in the RP?
A: I planning on having him survive with the group, have a bit of a falling out with someone, get my guy to safety and be an all around good guy.
Q: are you going to be a loner in the group?
A: I hope not.
Q: what are your thoughts on other players in the RP?
A: like ame, interesting character, the Asian heritage and the different professions clash which I find quite interesting personally. V, travelled a long way and interested in hearing more of her stories during the RP. Serge seems like a nice guy to me, hope Byron and him become friends.

Hope you got room for one more.

Voltus_Ventus said

Image link is broken, and the grammar here is messier than the Manson family visit to Sharon Tate's house. And the whole bit about him liking cake being considered enough of a major positive trait to put on the sheet did more than make me raise my eyebrow.

Rejected. There are standards that have to be enforced, and you need to fix this shit pronto if you want to be part of this RP.

Name: Kenneth Stevenson

Age: 49

Occupation: Congressman (D-KY, Kentucky's 3rd District)

Appearance/Clothing: Ken Stevenson is a classically handsome man who prefers tailored suits or other expensive clothing. A bit snobbish in his tastes. He is fit but not overly muscular, possessing a tone carefully recommended by his advisers.

Equipment: Stevenson has only the clothes on his back and an engraved Louisville Slugger baseball bat, presented to his assistant by the factory in his home district. It seemed handy to carry in times such as these.

From: Louisville, Kentucky

Personality: Stevenson is wholly self-centered, greedy, calculating, vain, and manipulative. However, he is pragmatic- his self interest takes the form of "scratch my back and I'll scratch yours". Accordingly, he'll do favors or services for others, with the expectation he will one day be paid back. In addition, he possesses a certain coarse charm, taking pride in being viewed as a sumbitch, rather than a son of a bitch. He is also patient and hard-working- nothing worth having ever came quickly or easily.

History: Born into a blue collar family in Louisville, Stevenson always looked above trade professions. Scrounging together scholarships and grants for law school, Stevenson was able to pass the bar and practice law at a fairly young age. He married his wife Miranda not for love but for her money, finding her to be as shrewd and calculating as him. She was the one who pushed him into making their first million and running for public office, and Ken is for once completely honest when he credits her with his success. However, out of the public eye, their marriage is not the least bit faithful. Ken was staying over at his personal assistant's apartment when the crisis first began to unfold, and accordingly missed the deadlines for evacuation of government authorities.

Q: What made you want to join this RP?
A: I enjoy zombie/ apocalyptic RPs, and this one seems to be smarter and better written than the usual.

Q: What do you plan on doing with this character in this RP?
A: I hope this character might eventually grow as a person and perhaps lose some of his more vicious traits throughout the RP.

Q: Are you going to be a loner or be in a group?
A: In a group, for sure. A calculating individual like Ken Stevenson sees the advantage of working with others and intends to utilize it fully.

Q: What are your thoughts on the other player characters in the RP?
A: Remains to be seen.

Polyphemus said

Accepted. I've got a good impression of you and your character thus far.

Wayne said
Accepted. I've got a good impression of you and your character thus far.

Thank you very much! I'm happy to be aboard.

@Voltus_Ventus

Sigh... here we go.

As a GM, I have to be critical. I can't just kiss everyone's asses all the time. I need to know what to accept and what not to accept so that this RP runs smoothly. It's nice to be nice, but I need to be critical to allow some growth for myself and whoever I'm RPing with. Asspats don't make folks realize what they're doing wrong so that they know what to fix.

Next time you post, make sure you're in the OOC tab when you're posting OOC stuff, because you posted an OOC comment in the IC tab. And try not to resort to calling me names, please.

That wasn't all that great of a post, haha. I've been getting some writer's block in these casual RPs for whatever reason. Hopefully I'll get better

Kidd said
That wasn't all that great of a post, haha. I've been getting some writer's block in these casual RPs for whatever reason. Hopefully I'll get better

It's fine. You did good.

I've been having to make myself write lately as well, since all the shit I've been through this year thus far has really taken a massive toll on my creative side.

Oh man, sorry to hear that. I don't know the details obviously, but it already sounds stressful, haha

I think for me it's more that I've been getting back into role playing and writing only recently after a bit of a break.

Kidd said
Oh man, sorry to hear that. I don't know the details obviously, but it already sounds stressful, hahaI think for me it's more that I've been getting back into role playing and writing only recently after a bit of a break.

I'm not gonna go into further detail. What I went through is something I would not wish on anyone.

I shouldn't have even mentioned it. Fuck. I normally would want to keep this sort of thing in PMs, but I end up saying things off the top of my head that I end up regretting saying.

But back to the RP, I'm hoping to get one last post through today. Not right now though. Need a bit of a breather from all the frustration I've been having lately.

Ahhh, sorry. I won't bug you about it. Hope everything works out, though

Name: Cat

Age: 25

Occupation: Thug, mostly got into fights and protected his gangs boss.

Appearance/Clothing:
Stands 6'8 and his body is littered with scars, wears black fingerless gloves with some small silver spikes around the knuckles.

Equipment: Prefers melee combat, especially hand to hand. Wears a pair of gloves with some metal around the knuckles to deal damage. A metal pipe, a pocket knife, a bottle of water, and five protein bars.

From: New York

Personality: One would call this man a true born psychopath. He's calm and collected, hardly ever seeming to react to anything or be bothered. The good points he has is he is calm, brave, hardworking, full of determination, and is a excellent fighter. His bad points however are pretty severe. He lacks much humanity, uncaring of the suffering of others. In fact, he enjoys it and acts like a kid with candy by it. Lacking in mercy and the scale of what is right or wrong, it doesn't matter what or who is in his way on the path of survival. Murdering a child or killing someone to fill a daily meal doesn't bother him. He's pretty smart and won't just jump in a situation in which will mean pointlessly dying. Very little interest in people, he isn't social and rarely talks to others, preferring to simply ignore them. The only one he seems to care for is his twin sister. Even though he can sometimes be cruel to her, he cares quite a deal about her and is probably the only reason he isn't completely unstable.

History: Cat was born in the world of dark alleys of New York along with his twin sister. Born secretly among a gang, him and his sibling grew up as thugs. They never met their parents, nor did Cat care. Their names given as code names instead of actual human names, they were brought up to be the best of the best in stealing, smuggling, and violence. Cat fit in with the atmosphere fine, uncaring what he stole or from who since the age of eight. His twin on the other hand had a bit more difficulty. Hard on her, he forced her to do whatever their group wanted, while also making her swear to be a man instead of a weak girl. Believing in order for them to survive, they would have to become men and be the strongest.

As they grew up, they had minimal education, barely able to read and write, but as they grew, so did their jobs. Stealing turned to violence, and Cat reveled in it. Fighting proved his strength, and the suffering of others misfortune felt like something of a reality check for others.

His twin however mostly only stuck with stealing and did not share the same depth of passion for violence. Instead his twin dreamed of a normal life. At the ages of twenty, Cat granted his twin's wishes and they ran away, ending up fleeing to Washington D.C. After five years in hiding and scrambling for food, the end of the world happened. Their only means of being saved gone, and now it was only them, those behind, and zombies. How thrilling.

Q: What made you want to join this RP?
A: Just getting back into rp and wanted to do a apocalyptic one.
Q: What do you plan on doing with this character in this RP?
A: Be a interesting time bomb.
Q: Are you going to be a loner or be in a group?
A: Cat is. He probably will barely talk to others without enough prodding. But he will stick to his twin so kinda yes and no since he isn't truly alone.
Q: What are your thoughts on the other player characters in
A: They seem pretty interesting though most seem pretty mean. But hey it's the apocalypse xD


Name: Dog
Age: 25
Occupation: Thug/Thief
Appearance/Clothing: Lean skinny figure with a toned body standing around 6'0. Dresses in baggy boy clothes. Wears tight bandages around the chess and a tank top under her black t shirt along with a bulky old dark brown raggedy jacket. Wears black gloves and holed up brown sneakers.

Equipment: Being used mostly as a pack mule, she carries most of the things between the two of them.
-A raggedy navy blue backpack.
-A baseball bat.
-A metal pipe.
-two pocket knives.
-Two pistols.
-Two boxes of pistol ammo.
-A small axe.
-Ten protein bars.
-Two containers of water.
-Two stale loafs of bread.

From: New York.
Personality: Unlike her brother, Dog is much more friendly. She is kind hearted, dependable, strong willed, a strong fighter and marksman, and socialable. However she's stubborn and hard headed, more likely to run into a dangerous situation rather than thinking it through. She's a little bit of a hot head and doesn't usually take no for a answer. Despite her history, she doesn't like doing what she feels is wrong, and usually ends up letting her twin do everything for her when it comes to tough decisions and violence. Having wanting to change her ways, she tends to believe what others say and give them the benefit of the doubt. She's quite lacking when it comes to economics, politics, money, and a lot of things normal people know. Her brother being more clever in more dangerous situations. Sometimes she acts a bit like a child, mostly around her brother.
History: Mostly the same as Cat. She grew up as a boy due to her brothers forcement. Being threatened that he would leave her if she didn't become strong like a man. Her twin being the only family, she stuck to him like glue and made sure he didn't go too far in his violent habits.

Q: What made you want to join this RP?
A: Same as above.
Q: What do you plan on doing with this character in this Rp
A: Basically the Yin of the twins. And the more friendly character.
Q: Are you going to be a loner or be in a group?
A: No, she'll try and talk to people.
Q: What are your thoughts on the other player characters in the RP?
A: Same as above.

Sorry for any mistakes. Using a iPhone to do this xD

Silver Fox said

Not too bad.

Accepted. I'll add you right away.

Oh I'm glad you like them. ^^ hope it continues in the rp :D

Cat's scary, omg: world's gone to hell, to time to eat people. Pfffft