Theworld had been on a downward spiral for a long time. Whether people blame global warming, capitalism, terrorism or any other excuse, the planet was on its way to self destructing. Countries hated countries, religions hated religions and people hated people. All that was cast aside one fateful day in mid-autumn.
The golden brown leaves floated from their branches on the wind, landing everywhere and anywhere the wind could carry them. The song of summer birds was a distant memory leaving only the sound of the deteriorating weather. The typical overcast British sky looked like an old, decaying blanket, anyone not from the country would be depressed at the sight. The British were used to it being dark and grey, but another colour became prominent on that day.
Red...the streets were coated in the drying blood of people falling victim to the undead. Generations of families wiped out in the space of twenty four hours, only to rise again as a flesh hungry ghoul. Cities and towns became quickly overrun, the shambling masses of dead far outnumbering the small number of police available. The biggest issue was the way they grouped together en mass, making it almost impossible to even drive through the horde without getting bogged down. With the roads jammed and the street full, very few people survived in the cities. Those in the villages were a bit luckier but even so, they were not entirely safe and within twenty four hours the population of the UK had gone from over sixty million to less that one hundred thousand. By the end of the week, less than a thousand living, breathing people remained.
That is where we begin...
Your characters for whatever reason, are knowingly or unknowingly on their way to a quarry in Coalville. The small village is home to a few shamblers but most have already made their way to the nearby city of Leicester, following those fleeing towards the M1. Some of you may have already arrived but no matter, you will soon all call the Quarry home and your journey to find a safe haven will start.
-This is set in the UK.
-Walking Dead rules apply, everyone is infected already, no referring to them as zombies and realism.
-If you get bored of a character of yours and want to kill them off, give me a PM and we can talk about a nice gruesome way for them to die. Then we can talk about a way we can introduce your replacement if you wish to have one.
-I am looking for this to be more about the characters than the shamblers but do not worry, there will be plenty of opportunity to fight the undead.
-Try and create some varied characters, I don't want an entire cast of police, military and Bruce Lee reincarnations. Characters who I think are unique and breaking the mould will be more likely to get "presents" in character.
-Weapons and ammo is scarce, even more so than in the series because of this countries gun laws. When you create your character you will be limited to one fire arm(if you even want one) with only half a full magazine worth of ammo. That does mean a double barrelled shotgun would be a single shell for example.
-On the point above, you can't just happen upon swords, guns and ammunition while roleplaying. I will PM people as and when they can stumble across a weapon. Unique characters get more "presents". Also posts I think are exceptional will result in "presents". Exceptional does not mean downing fifty shamblers with a butter knife, but something that evokes emotion. Even with these criteria met, it'll still be a rarity that people get weapons.
-Other items you can happen upon yourself, such as tools, medical supplies, food etc.
-Nobody is ever going to successfully hit with every single bullet
Map
I will be using Google maps to give you an overview of the area. I will update it with possible supply areas so people atleast have an idea of where there are in terms of everyones RP's. I will post updates below so you can see when things have been added or when locations have been looted.
-10/07/2014: 1735 - Map Posted in OOC
-11/07/2014: 0121 - Updated Map with key locations
Click here for the map
Name: (obvious)
Age: (no under 18's unless they are your NPC companion)
Gender: (easy peasy)
Height: (no need to explain)
Weight: (see above)
Occupation: (before the outbreak)
Hobbies: (again, before the outbreak)
Personality: (what are you like?)
Phobias: (what really scares your character)
Theme: (if you want to give your character a little theme music then go ahead)
Appearance: (absolutely no anime)
Clothing: (try to be detailed [e.g. instead of just saying trousers, put something like blue faded jeans] although you can miss areas of the body like head and hands for example)
-Head: (Cap, beanie etc)
-Chest: (T-shirt, coat, hoodie etc...can be multiple layers)
-Legs: (Shorts, trousers etc)
-Hands: (Gloves, rings etc)
-Feet: (Boots, trainers etc)
-Back: (Backpack, water pack etc)
Items: (be very mindful of what you put, this is "real life" carrying physics not Skyrim. If you don't have a bag then you will only be able to carry whats in your pockets)
Weapons: (First off, no swords. Can have a gun [British army issue or police issue] but only one magazine of half capacity. Everything else is pretty much ok)
Vehicle: (if you arrived in a vehicle, what is it)
Stats: (You have 18 points to distribute amongst the followings statistics. These are for you to gauge your characters abilities and to limit god modding in game. ***Note*** Awareness increases chance of "presents")
-Awareness: (1- would not see a shambler in front of you / 2- need glasses but you lost them / 3- normal / 4- higher than normal senses / 5- able to spot things most people miss)
-Close Quarters: (1- a baby could beat you up / 2- an old man could beat you up / 3- normal / 4- above average fighter / 5- trained in martial arts)
-Fitness: (1- out of breath from brisk walk / 2- can't jog for more than a minute / 3- can walk for a few hours / 4- can jog for a few hours / 5- can jog almost all day)
-Marksmanship: (1- would miss an elephant point blank / 2- need gun against shamblers head / 3- accurace up to 5m / 4- 15m / 5- 25m)
-Speed: (1- a shambler could outrun you / 2- danger of getting caught by shamblers / 3- average human / 4- pretty fast / 5- national level athlete)
-Strength: (1- can barely carry your own weight / 2- strength of a teenager / 3- average adult/shambler / 4- able to lift own bodyweight / 5- able to lift twice own bodyweight)
History: (a background of your character from before everything went bad)
Companions: (if you arrived with other people, give details [even fill out a character form for them if you wish])
Confirmed Characters
Name: Robert Cadogan
Age: 27
Gender: Male
Height: 6'1”
Weight: 186lbs
Occupation: Quarry Foreman
Hobbies: Heavy Metal, Woodland Camping, Football and Rugby
Phobias: Wasps, Bees and Hornets
Personality: Will always voice his opinion, often rather bluntly, but is not afraid to admit when wrong or to go with a different idea. Will put himself out for others her cares for.
Themes:
Appearance:
Clothing:
-Head: Beanie
-Chest: Red Check Shirt and Hooded Gilet
-Legs: Faded Blue Jeans
-Hands: Extra Grip Work Gloves
-Feet: Steel Toed Work Boots
-Back: Backpack
Items:
-Full Waterproof Overalls
-Wind-up and Solar Powered Torch/Radio/Mobile Phone Charger Combo
-Multitool
Weapons:
-Two Metal Headed Mallets [Tucked underneath belt]
-Axe [Put through a loop on his backpack]
Vehicle:
-Toyota Hilux Invincible 2014
Stats:
-Awareness: 3
-Close Quarters: 4
-Fitness: 3
-Marksmanship: 1
-Speed: 3
-Strength: 4
History:
His early years were a jumble of different schools and towns as his father moved wherever he could get work. It took its toll on the family at times but for the majority of their time together, they were very close. Robert struggled to make friends due to the constant moving around and as such his sister Katie was his closest friend. He started life off in Wales and through the years he moved as far as Edinburgh and Dover. When he finished school at eighteen he wasted no time in leaving the family home and starting on his own adventure. He got a job in a local quarry and moved into a small flat.
The years passed by and the towns changed but eventually he settled in Coalville, a small town near Leicester. It wasn't much apart from its quarry but it was the first time in his life he was somewhere that felt like home. He worked the quarry, making his way up the ladder until he became foreman at the tender age of twenty six. Some of the older workers were offended at being overlooked by someone so young but he had shown himself to be competent in his duties.
Apart from his work, his social life was somewhat lacking. His role made it hard for anyone to spend time with him outside of work for fear of alienation from the other workers. The constant moving and disappointment meant that he rarely ever made friends. He wasn't a total pariah and occassionally met up with a few people he had befriended at a music festival, but that was only a few times a year.
His lovelife was almost non-existant barring a few one night stands, leaving him feeling empty. He didn't even know what he wanted, just that he felt alone at night sometimes.
As far as his sister was concerned, they were still close to at the time of the outbreak, talking every day on the phone until they stopped working. She had settled down and now had a family of her own. Her husband was a firefighter and while Rob had not spoken to Katie since the phones died, he knew she would be safe with him. It was the only reason he let her marry him.
Companions:
Name: Adam
Personality: Very affectionate and quiet demeanor. Rarely barks and shows love to most people he can pick a pleasant vibe from. Knows walkers are bad and keeps close to Robert when any are near.
History: Adam has been somewhat of a mascot for the Quarry. Since being a puppy he has clung to Roberts side and the two share a deep friendship that transcends species. Adam while a very quiet dog, has a habbit of turning up with dead animals whether its a bird it's manage to catch or a rabbit that couldn't outrun him. He has never come close to harming a person apart from a disgruntled employee who tried to punch Robert over a disagreement.
Appearance:
Age: 27
Gender: Male
Height: 6'1”
Weight: 186lbs
Occupation: Quarry Foreman
Hobbies: Heavy Metal, Woodland Camping, Football and Rugby
Phobias: Wasps, Bees and Hornets
Personality: Will always voice his opinion, often rather bluntly, but is not afraid to admit when wrong or to go with a different idea. Will put himself out for others her cares for.
Themes:
Appearance:
Clothing:
-Head: Beanie
-Chest: Red Check Shirt and Hooded Gilet
-Legs: Faded Blue Jeans
-Hands: Extra Grip Work Gloves
-Feet: Steel Toed Work Boots
-Back: Backpack
Items:
-Full Waterproof Overalls
-Wind-up and Solar Powered Torch/Radio/Mobile Phone Charger Combo
-Multitool
Weapons:
-Two Metal Headed Mallets [Tucked underneath belt]
-Axe [Put through a loop on his backpack]
Vehicle:
-Toyota Hilux Invincible 2014
Stats:
-Awareness: 3
-Close Quarters: 4
-Fitness: 3
-Marksmanship: 1
-Speed: 3
-Strength: 4
History:
His early years were a jumble of different schools and towns as his father moved wherever he could get work. It took its toll on the family at times but for the majority of their time together, they were very close. Robert struggled to make friends due to the constant moving around and as such his sister Katie was his closest friend. He started life off in Wales and through the years he moved as far as Edinburgh and Dover. When he finished school at eighteen he wasted no time in leaving the family home and starting on his own adventure. He got a job in a local quarry and moved into a small flat.
The years passed by and the towns changed but eventually he settled in Coalville, a small town near Leicester. It wasn't much apart from its quarry but it was the first time in his life he was somewhere that felt like home. He worked the quarry, making his way up the ladder until he became foreman at the tender age of twenty six. Some of the older workers were offended at being overlooked by someone so young but he had shown himself to be competent in his duties.
Apart from his work, his social life was somewhat lacking. His role made it hard for anyone to spend time with him outside of work for fear of alienation from the other workers. The constant moving and disappointment meant that he rarely ever made friends. He wasn't a total pariah and occassionally met up with a few people he had befriended at a music festival, but that was only a few times a year.
His lovelife was almost non-existant barring a few one night stands, leaving him feeling empty. He didn't even know what he wanted, just that he felt alone at night sometimes.
As far as his sister was concerned, they were still close to at the time of the outbreak, talking every day on the phone until they stopped working. She had settled down and now had a family of her own. Her husband was a firefighter and while Rob had not spoken to Katie since the phones died, he knew she would be safe with him. It was the only reason he let her marry him.
Companions:
Name: Adam
Personality: Very affectionate and quiet demeanor. Rarely barks and shows love to most people he can pick a pleasant vibe from. Knows walkers are bad and keeps close to Robert when any are near.
History: Adam has been somewhat of a mascot for the Quarry. Since being a puppy he has clung to Roberts side and the two share a deep friendship that transcends species. Adam while a very quiet dog, has a habbit of turning up with dead animals whether its a bird it's manage to catch or a rabbit that couldn't outrun him. He has never come close to harming a person apart from a disgruntled employee who tried to punch Robert over a disagreement.
Appearance:
Name: Justin Glasgow
Age: 29
Gender: Male
Height: 5'11
Weight: 176 lbs
Occupation: Cyber Security
Hobbies: Working with computers, Technology, Video games
Phobias: Spiders,lizards,snakes,frogs,claustrophobic,triskadesikaphobic (fear of the number 13),and Gephrphobic (fear of bridges)
Personality: Justin is your average computer nerd has a tendency to overreact also makes lame jokes, he also pretends to get phone calls from his long since dead phone and pretends to type away at his laptop also long since dead and with no electricity that means no charging them.
Theme: White and Nerdy
Appearance:
Clothing:
-Head: A Sage Green Beanie Cap with a faded Logo on it
-Chest: A black and white striped button up shirt with the collar cut off.
-Legs: Tan Khaki Pants complete with a small tear in the hip
-Hands: Has a sterling silver class ring on his finger
-Feet: Black loafers that in despite of everything still shine
-Back: A Small Messenger bag that contains his laptop.
Items: A pack of Cigarettes, a zippo lighter. smart phone, Laptop in bag, and a stale cookie he found in a café, as well as a pewter barbarian D&D figurine which is his good luck charm.
Weapons: a crowbar
Vehicle: None Justin always took the bus to work or worked from home.
Stats:
-Awareness: 4
-Close Quarters: 4
-Fitness: Hello he's a nerd so 2
-Marksmanship: 2
-Speed: 3
-Strength: 3
History: Justin was born into an average home but he was an above average student getting good scores on all of his tests and classes especially science and math the only thing he hated about school was PE, and lunch time because he would get bullied but he would stay after school and play D&D with his friends and they would often throw their characters into very comical situations which is why he's always laughing about things, but with most people like Justin he couldn't live without technology it was his crutch it was what got him by and when the time came for him to pick a career he could get into any that he wished as long as it didn't involve fitness, so he chose to work with computers hacking into a companies security with permission of course to test the holes in the security then fix them but that all changed with the result of the outbreak.
Thrown into the world when his mother and father turned into Walkers all Justin could do was run from them taking everything he could find tying some bed sheets and linens together he made a rope and climbed down Justin wasn't fit for this kind of life but he made due eventually scavenging a crowbar which he uses to break into houses and smash walkers heads in but he still can't kick his technology habit.
Companions: His laptop Bessie, and his Barbarian D&D pewter figurine
Age: 29
Gender: Male
Height: 5'11
Weight: 176 lbs
Occupation: Cyber Security
Hobbies: Working with computers, Technology, Video games
Phobias: Spiders,lizards,snakes,frogs,claustrophobic,triskadesikaphobic (fear of the number 13),and Gephrphobic (fear of bridges)
Personality: Justin is your average computer nerd has a tendency to overreact also makes lame jokes, he also pretends to get phone calls from his long since dead phone and pretends to type away at his laptop also long since dead and with no electricity that means no charging them.
Theme: White and Nerdy
Appearance:
Clothing:
-Head: A Sage Green Beanie Cap with a faded Logo on it
-Chest: A black and white striped button up shirt with the collar cut off.
-Legs: Tan Khaki Pants complete with a small tear in the hip
-Hands: Has a sterling silver class ring on his finger
-Feet: Black loafers that in despite of everything still shine
-Back: A Small Messenger bag that contains his laptop.
Items: A pack of Cigarettes, a zippo lighter. smart phone, Laptop in bag, and a stale cookie he found in a café, as well as a pewter barbarian D&D figurine which is his good luck charm.
Weapons: a crowbar
Vehicle: None Justin always took the bus to work or worked from home.
Stats:
-Awareness: 4
-Close Quarters: 4
-Fitness: Hello he's a nerd so 2
-Marksmanship: 2
-Speed: 3
-Strength: 3
History: Justin was born into an average home but he was an above average student getting good scores on all of his tests and classes especially science and math the only thing he hated about school was PE, and lunch time because he would get bullied but he would stay after school and play D&D with his friends and they would often throw their characters into very comical situations which is why he's always laughing about things, but with most people like Justin he couldn't live without technology it was his crutch it was what got him by and when the time came for him to pick a career he could get into any that he wished as long as it didn't involve fitness, so he chose to work with computers hacking into a companies security with permission of course to test the holes in the security then fix them but that all changed with the result of the outbreak.
Thrown into the world when his mother and father turned into Walkers all Justin could do was run from them taking everything he could find tying some bed sheets and linens together he made a rope and climbed down Justin wasn't fit for this kind of life but he made due eventually scavenging a crowbar which he uses to break into houses and smash walkers heads in but he still can't kick his technology habit.
Companions: His laptop Bessie, and his Barbarian D&D pewter figurine
Name: James Morgan
Age: 21
Gender: Male
Height: 6ft1
Weight: Around 14st
Occupation: Bartender
Hobbies: Reading and writing about ancient history. Working out. Riding his motorbike. And occasionally some boxing (not competition though).
Personality: James was always the laidback optimistic type, not often voicing his opinions unless asked and only offering reassuring ones when he did. Whether this survived the outbreak however remains to be seen. He is quite confident and not easily offended, although he will not hesitate to take action if someone is intimidating him or if he sees something he really doesn’t agree with.
Theme:
Appearance: But younger and with crew cut hair
Clothing:
-Head: James has some old aviators that he’ll wear if its sunny
-Chest: (As in the photo) James wears a white shirt beneath a grey hoody and an old leather jacket that belonged to his father.
-Legs: Some newish jeans that are dark grey in colour and fit him quite well.
-Hands: Leather gloves
-Feet: Black boots
-Back: A small backpack tailored for bikers
Items: A bottle of absinthe; a wind up torch; a couple of cans of beans; a stab can opener; a plastic spork; a pack of cigarettes; a phone with no battery left; and an umbrella.
Weapons: A stainless steel carving knife; a cue ball in a sock; and three quarters of a cue stick.
Vehicle: (he no longer has his) Harley Davidson ‘Fat Boy’
Stats:
-Awareness: 4
-Close Quarters: 4
-Fitness: 3
-Marksmanship: 1
-Speed: 2
-Strength: 4
History: James was born in Derby as the only child of publicans James (senior) and Francesca Morgan. Through his teens he was endued with the promise that he would work in the family pub, The King’s Sword, and eventually inherit it when he was older. Living above the pub he became used to the life and atmosphere surrounding it, and some of his happiest memories were of him and his father doing work on the place (they were very much DIY orientated). After high school James, despite intending to work in the pub, went to college where he studied History, Sociology, Creative Writing and Security. He had always had a great interest in ancient history and loved to read about ancient Rome and write alternative fiction in his spare time. Sociology he took because he heard it was easy, but actually found he quite liked it. And he took Security because he thought it might be handy given his bar work; he actually went on to get his security license and is therefore a security guard for the pub as well (if nothing else it makes the place look more professional and lowers their insurance).
Whilst in college James fell in love with a girl named Carly. After hearing she was into boxing James took the sport up himself to get her attention, and it worked. He never really took part in competitions, but he kept up the practice because he knew Carly found it attractive. About five months ago (after four years of going out) James proposed to Carly and she moved in with him above the pub. At that point James’ parents had moved out into a nicer house on the edge of Derby. When the outbreak occurred Carly was visiting a not so mutual friend in Leicester, and although he didn’t want to, James lent her his bike to go down there.
Companions: James is currently travelling with the Riley family, consisting of: ‘Doc’ Riley (mid-40s); his wife Melisa Riley (aged 38); and twin girls Amy and Beth (aged 8). James met them a couple of days after the outbreak whilst travelling (unintentionally) towards Birmingham.
Name: Georgia Willmore
Age: 29
Gender: Female
Height: 5'9"
Weight: 129lbs
Occupation: House Wife, before that she was a meteorologist for the U.S. Air Force
Hobbies: Writing, reading, daydreaming
Phobias: Fear of heights, killing the innocent, and a fear of finding dead children or walker children.
Personality: Georgia is selfish beyond all means. She was tired of taking peoples' shit before and she's done with it now. She will voice her opinion and thoughts on any matter, no matter how it affects others. She is mostly loyal to herself, but if you show the right qualities, she will stick by your side. Georgia likes to think no one can break her outer shell and make her care, but who knows? She will never keep your secret. What's there to hide in the friggin' apocalypse?
Theme:
Appearance:.png)
(I know she's a character on the show already but I really think her appearance is perfect for Georgia. I will change it if you want me to though)
Clothing:
-Head: Nothing
-Chest: Worn down brown jacket with a blood stained blue plaid shirt underneath. She also has a necklace on with a locket that contains a picture of her ex-wife
-Legs: Faded jeans that are torn unevenly on the pant legs. Right side comes up to the knees, left side comes up between the knee and ankle
-Hands: Nothing
-Feet: A pair of brand new red sneakers
-Back: A child's backpack with Hello Kitty all over it
Items: Bottle of water (half full), picture of her ex-wife, a dull pocket knife (used mostly for opening cans), two peaches (one rotten, one very close to being rotten)
Weapons: Aluminum baseball bat
Vehicle: Her original vehicle was stolen by a group of bandits, so she walks on foot now
Stats:
-Awareness: 3
-Close Quarters: 4
-Fitness: 3
-Marksmanship: 2
-Speed: 3
-Strength: 3
History: Georgia was born in the southeast part of the U.S. to a middle class family in Memphis, Tennessee. She always dreamed of being a writer, but her parents wanted her to take over the family business, a small wine store in downtown Memphis. She grew up surrounded by homophobia and unlucky for her, she turned out to be queer. Her family did not react kindly when she came out, so she fled north towards Maine. She gave up her dream of becoming a writer and enrolled into a local college where she trained to be a meteorologist. She was going to work for a news station, but one of her teachers convinced her to work for the air force. When she was accepted in, they shipped her off to a small base in North Carolina. There, she met a lovely girl named Jackie. They fell in love and got married, but when the boss found out, he kicked both of the newlyweds out. Once again, Georgia fled from the south, but this time she had a loving partner to support her. They crossed the border into Canada and settled down in Toronto. Jackie became a lawyer and convinced Georgia to stay home in their cozy little apartment. After a few years, Jackie started drinking. And she drank more. And more. And more. Then came the physical abuse Jackie bestowed upon her wife. Georgia took it for months, telling herself that Jackie didn't mean it. But Jackie did. Georgia packed her things and flew to the U.K., settling down in a small village in Wales. After a week there, everything went to hell. Georgia hadn't even finished unpacking yet.
Companions: No compainions
Age: 29
Gender: Female
Height: 5'9"
Weight: 129lbs
Occupation: House Wife, before that she was a meteorologist for the U.S. Air Force
Hobbies: Writing, reading, daydreaming
Phobias: Fear of heights, killing the innocent, and a fear of finding dead children or walker children.
Personality: Georgia is selfish beyond all means. She was tired of taking peoples' shit before and she's done with it now. She will voice her opinion and thoughts on any matter, no matter how it affects others. She is mostly loyal to herself, but if you show the right qualities, she will stick by your side. Georgia likes to think no one can break her outer shell and make her care, but who knows? She will never keep your secret. What's there to hide in the friggin' apocalypse?
Theme:
Appearance:
(I know she's a character on the show already but I really think her appearance is perfect for Georgia. I will change it if you want me to though)
Clothing:
-Head: Nothing
-Chest: Worn down brown jacket with a blood stained blue plaid shirt underneath. She also has a necklace on with a locket that contains a picture of her ex-wife
-Legs: Faded jeans that are torn unevenly on the pant legs. Right side comes up to the knees, left side comes up between the knee and ankle
-Hands: Nothing
-Feet: A pair of brand new red sneakers
-Back: A child's backpack with Hello Kitty all over it
Items: Bottle of water (half full), picture of her ex-wife, a dull pocket knife (used mostly for opening cans), two peaches (one rotten, one very close to being rotten)
Weapons: Aluminum baseball bat
Vehicle: Her original vehicle was stolen by a group of bandits, so she walks on foot now
Stats:
-Awareness: 3
-Close Quarters: 4
-Fitness: 3
-Marksmanship: 2
-Speed: 3
-Strength: 3
History: Georgia was born in the southeast part of the U.S. to a middle class family in Memphis, Tennessee. She always dreamed of being a writer, but her parents wanted her to take over the family business, a small wine store in downtown Memphis. She grew up surrounded by homophobia and unlucky for her, she turned out to be queer. Her family did not react kindly when she came out, so she fled north towards Maine. She gave up her dream of becoming a writer and enrolled into a local college where she trained to be a meteorologist. She was going to work for a news station, but one of her teachers convinced her to work for the air force. When she was accepted in, they shipped her off to a small base in North Carolina. There, she met a lovely girl named Jackie. They fell in love and got married, but when the boss found out, he kicked both of the newlyweds out. Once again, Georgia fled from the south, but this time she had a loving partner to support her. They crossed the border into Canada and settled down in Toronto. Jackie became a lawyer and convinced Georgia to stay home in their cozy little apartment. After a few years, Jackie started drinking. And she drank more. And more. And more. Then came the physical abuse Jackie bestowed upon her wife. Georgia took it for months, telling herself that Jackie didn't mean it. But Jackie did. Georgia packed her things and flew to the U.K., settling down in a small village in Wales. After a week there, everything went to hell. Georgia hadn't even finished unpacking yet.
Companions: No compainions
Name: Jack Sullam
Age: 35
Gender: Male
Height: 6 ft 1
Weight: 160 lbs
Occupation: Clinical Psychologist
Hobbies: Football, cars/motorbikes, gaming and drinking.
Phobias: Snakes, Heights
Personality: Jack is a cold man, his eyes have always said a thousand words whilst his mouth says very few in comparison. He prefer to deal with problems immediately and the hands on approach is a specialty of his. He has a habit of treating every person like a patient and has pushed away more friends than he cares to remember however he has always tried hard to avoid doing this. His drinking has become a large problem in his later years and he is a very bad drunk.
Theme: N.A.
Appearance:
Clothing:
-Head:
-Chest: Red and white flannel shirt and a black Harrington jacket
-Legs: Blue skinny jeans, faded on the knees
-Hands: N.A.
-Feet: Pair of brown leather walking boots
-Back: Large camping backpack
Items:
- Large grey raincoat
- Sleeping bag
-2 bottles of water
-2 cans of baked beans
-Picture of his ex-wife
- Jack Daniels brass Zippo
- Large Warm beanie
-Zippo Hand warmer
-Tin Opener
Weapons:
- 2 Scalpels
- Large kitchen knife
- Hammer
Vehicle: N.A.
Stats:
-Awareness: 4
-Close Quarters: 3
-Fitness: 4
-Marksmanship: 1
-Speed: 3
-Strength: 3
History: Jack was born in a little sleepy town called Worthing. His father left when he was little and his mother was a teacher. Despite starting in very bad living conditions his mother worked hard and made a good living for him and his brother. When he was 18 he went to the University of Leicester to study a degree in psychology. When he was 21 he finished his degree and went on to do a doctorate in Clinical Psychology. During this time he met his soon to be wife. Amy was studying at the same time to be an English teacher. When she finished her degree she bought a home and he moved in with her. When he was 26 he finished his doctorate and took up a first year clinical psychologist position in Leicester Hospital. For four years he was happy, however he got more and more invested into his work and the nights became later and later. He began to have regular arguments with Amy about his ‘affairs’ which he never had. However this doubt led to her having one. He came home early one night to surprise her with take away and a movie however he found her in bed with his best friend. It was a rough divorce and because she owned the house and played the ‘deprived wife’ card she managed to take almost everything. Jack got enough for a small flat near his workplace; he made money back quickly because he had a well-paid job however it didn’t replace the loss in his heart. He worked even later than before and started bringing a bottle of whiskey in to work. Soon it wasn’t just work he had the bottle and Jack became a heavy drinker. This was his life up until it all went to hell. When it did he grabbed a load of scalpels from the hospital and a kitchen knife and hammer from his house. He had always liked camping, something he could do right. Even if his friends joked that he only did it ‘feel like a man’. Though that was slightly true.
Companions: N.A.
Age: 35
Gender: Male
Height: 6 ft 1
Weight: 160 lbs
Occupation: Clinical Psychologist
Hobbies: Football, cars/motorbikes, gaming and drinking.
Phobias: Snakes, Heights
Personality: Jack is a cold man, his eyes have always said a thousand words whilst his mouth says very few in comparison. He prefer to deal with problems immediately and the hands on approach is a specialty of his. He has a habit of treating every person like a patient and has pushed away more friends than he cares to remember however he has always tried hard to avoid doing this. His drinking has become a large problem in his later years and he is a very bad drunk.
Theme: N.A.
Appearance:
Clothing:
-Head:
-Chest: Red and white flannel shirt and a black Harrington jacket
-Legs: Blue skinny jeans, faded on the knees
-Hands: N.A.
-Feet: Pair of brown leather walking boots
-Back: Large camping backpack
Items:
- Large grey raincoat
- Sleeping bag
-2 bottles of water
-2 cans of baked beans
-Picture of his ex-wife
- Jack Daniels brass Zippo
- Large Warm beanie
-Zippo Hand warmer
-Tin Opener
Weapons:
- 2 Scalpels
- Large kitchen knife
- Hammer
Vehicle: N.A.
Stats:
-Awareness: 4
-Close Quarters: 3
-Fitness: 4
-Marksmanship: 1
-Speed: 3
-Strength: 3
History: Jack was born in a little sleepy town called Worthing. His father left when he was little and his mother was a teacher. Despite starting in very bad living conditions his mother worked hard and made a good living for him and his brother. When he was 18 he went to the University of Leicester to study a degree in psychology. When he was 21 he finished his degree and went on to do a doctorate in Clinical Psychology. During this time he met his soon to be wife. Amy was studying at the same time to be an English teacher. When she finished her degree she bought a home and he moved in with her. When he was 26 he finished his doctorate and took up a first year clinical psychologist position in Leicester Hospital. For four years he was happy, however he got more and more invested into his work and the nights became later and later. He began to have regular arguments with Amy about his ‘affairs’ which he never had. However this doubt led to her having one. He came home early one night to surprise her with take away and a movie however he found her in bed with his best friend. It was a rough divorce and because she owned the house and played the ‘deprived wife’ card she managed to take almost everything. Jack got enough for a small flat near his workplace; he made money back quickly because he had a well-paid job however it didn’t replace the loss in his heart. He worked even later than before and started bringing a bottle of whiskey in to work. Soon it wasn’t just work he had the bottle and Jack became a heavy drinker. This was his life up until it all went to hell. When it did he grabbed a load of scalpels from the hospital and a kitchen knife and hammer from his house. He had always liked camping, something he could do right. Even if his friends joked that he only did it ‘feel like a man’. Though that was slightly true.
Companions: N.A.
Name: Mercedes Jasmine Clueman (Mercy)
Age: 22
Gender: Female
Height: 5'7
Weight: 127lbs
Occupation: Lady of Leisure
Hobbies: Reading, Horse Riding, Archery, Singing, Playing the piano, Horseback archery, Writing, Dog Agility, Listening to Music, Painting, Clay work,
Phobias: Nyctophobia(Fear of the Dark), Cleithrophobia (Fear of being Trapped), Hemophobia (Fear of Blood) - In her case she fears the sight of her own blood. Others blood she can handle to a degree, lots of it may make her queasy.
Personality: On the surface Mercy is a calm person, whom avoids confrontation like the plague. She's patient and tries to be friendly to everyone placing her trust in others very freely, she's easily offended and has been known to overreact. She's incredibly naive, her optimism knows no bounds and neither does her insatiable curiosity. Her courage is sporadic and she can come across as a proud if not slightly vain person on occasion. Despite coming across as 'shallow' there are hints that a lot of her behavior is more for show than being true.
Theme: No Theme music as of yet
Appearance:
Clothing: (try to be detailed [e.g. instead of just saying trousers, put something like blue faded jeans] although you can miss areas of the body like head and hands for example)
-Head: No longer wearing anything on her head.
-Chest: Halter-neck shirt (As shown in appearance) With a tan leather jacket over the top that has general wear and tear around the shoulders and stains down the front of it. Around her neck she wears a locket inside is a picture of a sunset with the words 'The sunset will always be ours' printed across the centre.
-Legs: Dark stonewash skinny jeans with ragged tear across the right knee and scuff marks across the left knee and a Hip quiver around her waist resting on her right hip.
-Hands: On left forearm: Wrist guard with a red embroiding of a rearing horse on the inside of the bracer. On her right hand she wears a black right hand archery glove
-Feet: Brown ankle boots
-Back: Backpack
Items: Salvaged items or given by other survivors inside backpack
- Half full Water bottle,
- Car First Aid kit
-Fully charged ipod and small headphones
-Dog Blanket
-Travel Nailkit
Pocket:
-Wallet.
-House keys including Small torch
Inside quiver pouch:
- Bowstring wax
-Replacement Bow string
-Square piece of soft cloth for cleaning
-Swiss Army Knife
Weapons:
- Saluki Bow a good bow used commonly in horseback archery.
- 15 arrows
-Car tire iron (Looped into belt)
Vehicle: Horse (Deceased two miles out from the Quarry) Currently on foot
Stats:
-Awareness: 4
-Close Quarters: 2
-Fitness: 3
-Marksmanship: 4
-Speed: 3
-Strength: 2
History: Mercedes is an only child, she was born in the UK and has lived her entire life in Peckleton, in Leicestershire living on a large property in Desford lane with her parents. Her father was a highly sought after heart surgeon whilst her mother was a full-time socialite, neither of them had much time to dedicate to their daughter after the initial thrill and popularity her birth gave them. She was near enough raised by their house keeper/nanny during her younger years and through into her early teens before the elderly lady passed away.
She attended Ratcliffe College from the age of 3, entering into boarding around the time her nanny passed away at the age of 12. She was very successful in school, proving to be A* student throughout the whole experience, as she grew older and matured her father begun to pay her more mind. Her mother was blind to it all, too caught up in her socialite world. Mercy would often avoid coming home over the holidays if she could, though if her parents persisted she would cave in not wanting to cause unnecessary confrontation, she would attend parties and socialize if her parents required her to otherwise she spent a lot of time immersing herself in her hobbies all of which could be done alone, she has always wanted to be a novelist. Around about the age of 17 she met someone, a charming young woman who helped her out in more ways than one over the years to come.
After they left college the pair took a year out and traveled around the world, as money was no object they went everywhere and anywhere. Mercy had her first taste of love and all of its wonders, although it was of the most forbidden kind and they both knew once they returned to England they would have to part ways. Mercy didn't fit into her partners life and her partner most definitely wouldn't be accepted into Mercy's life, with all of her parents snobby friends and the unspoken level of discrimination. Out of college with no plans for the future Mercy's next step was university where she took a major in Creative Writing. Which was an attempt to help her to become a novelist, throughout this time she became more involved in Archery and Horseback Archery entering into small competitions until she was accepted into the British Horseback Archery Association. Once she was a member she became aware of a lot of international events and has spent the last few years mastering the sport and making a name for herself though her parents strongly disapproved of her choice, they often asked her why she hadn't taken up Polo instead...
Just before the outbreak Mercy had only just returned home after competing in the championships in Hungary, her parents were home with a fair few friends which was a surprise in itself. That night her father paid her a visit, it was around this time she became aware of Walkers, one of her parents friends had been unwell upon coming to them and was the cause of the trauma. Mercy saw her father being ripped apart by her own mother, barely thinking she grabbed her backpack, bow and quiver which were all within reaching distance as she hadn't put them away yet before she ran. She was still wearing her day clothes as she hadn't had the chance to change, she went straight for the stables luckily avoiding the other 'guests' it took her all of 2 minutes to tack up Prince before she made her escape heading for Leicester before being driven further north.
Companions: None
Age: 22
Gender: Female
Height: 5'7
Weight: 127lbs
Occupation: Lady of Leisure
Hobbies: Reading, Horse Riding, Archery, Singing, Playing the piano, Horseback archery, Writing, Dog Agility, Listening to Music, Painting, Clay work,
Phobias: Nyctophobia(Fear of the Dark), Cleithrophobia (Fear of being Trapped), Hemophobia (Fear of Blood) - In her case she fears the sight of her own blood. Others blood she can handle to a degree, lots of it may make her queasy.
Personality: On the surface Mercy is a calm person, whom avoids confrontation like the plague. She's patient and tries to be friendly to everyone placing her trust in others very freely, she's easily offended and has been known to overreact. She's incredibly naive, her optimism knows no bounds and neither does her insatiable curiosity. Her courage is sporadic and she can come across as a proud if not slightly vain person on occasion. Despite coming across as 'shallow' there are hints that a lot of her behavior is more for show than being true.
Theme: No Theme music as of yet
Appearance:
Clothing: (try to be detailed [e.g. instead of just saying trousers, put something like blue faded jeans] although you can miss areas of the body like head and hands for example)
-Head: No longer wearing anything on her head.
-Chest: Halter-neck shirt (As shown in appearance) With a tan leather jacket over the top that has general wear and tear around the shoulders and stains down the front of it. Around her neck she wears a locket inside is a picture of a sunset with the words 'The sunset will always be ours' printed across the centre.
-Legs: Dark stonewash skinny jeans with ragged tear across the right knee and scuff marks across the left knee and a Hip quiver around her waist resting on her right hip.
-Hands: On left forearm: Wrist guard with a red embroiding of a rearing horse on the inside of the bracer. On her right hand she wears a black right hand archery glove
-Feet: Brown ankle boots
-Back: Backpack
Items: Salvaged items or given by other survivors inside backpack
- Half full Water bottle,
- Car First Aid kit
-Fully charged ipod and small headphones
-Dog Blanket
-Travel Nailkit
Pocket:
-Wallet.
-House keys including Small torch
Inside quiver pouch:
- Bowstring wax
-Replacement Bow string
-Square piece of soft cloth for cleaning
-Swiss Army Knife
Weapons:
- Saluki Bow a good bow used commonly in horseback archery.
- 15 arrows
-Car tire iron (Looped into belt)
Vehicle: Horse (Deceased two miles out from the Quarry) Currently on foot
Stats:
-Awareness: 4
-Close Quarters: 2
-Fitness: 3
-Marksmanship: 4
-Speed: 3
-Strength: 2
History: Mercedes is an only child, she was born in the UK and has lived her entire life in Peckleton, in Leicestershire living on a large property in Desford lane with her parents. Her father was a highly sought after heart surgeon whilst her mother was a full-time socialite, neither of them had much time to dedicate to their daughter after the initial thrill and popularity her birth gave them. She was near enough raised by their house keeper/nanny during her younger years and through into her early teens before the elderly lady passed away.
She attended Ratcliffe College from the age of 3, entering into boarding around the time her nanny passed away at the age of 12. She was very successful in school, proving to be A* student throughout the whole experience, as she grew older and matured her father begun to pay her more mind. Her mother was blind to it all, too caught up in her socialite world. Mercy would often avoid coming home over the holidays if she could, though if her parents persisted she would cave in not wanting to cause unnecessary confrontation, she would attend parties and socialize if her parents required her to otherwise she spent a lot of time immersing herself in her hobbies all of which could be done alone, she has always wanted to be a novelist. Around about the age of 17 she met someone, a charming young woman who helped her out in more ways than one over the years to come.
After they left college the pair took a year out and traveled around the world, as money was no object they went everywhere and anywhere. Mercy had her first taste of love and all of its wonders, although it was of the most forbidden kind and they both knew once they returned to England they would have to part ways. Mercy didn't fit into her partners life and her partner most definitely wouldn't be accepted into Mercy's life, with all of her parents snobby friends and the unspoken level of discrimination. Out of college with no plans for the future Mercy's next step was university where she took a major in Creative Writing. Which was an attempt to help her to become a novelist, throughout this time she became more involved in Archery and Horseback Archery entering into small competitions until she was accepted into the British Horseback Archery Association. Once she was a member she became aware of a lot of international events and has spent the last few years mastering the sport and making a name for herself though her parents strongly disapproved of her choice, they often asked her why she hadn't taken up Polo instead...
Just before the outbreak Mercy had only just returned home after competing in the championships in Hungary, her parents were home with a fair few friends which was a surprise in itself. That night her father paid her a visit, it was around this time she became aware of Walkers, one of her parents friends had been unwell upon coming to them and was the cause of the trauma. Mercy saw her father being ripped apart by her own mother, barely thinking she grabbed her backpack, bow and quiver which were all within reaching distance as she hadn't put them away yet before she ran. She was still wearing her day clothes as she hadn't had the chance to change, she went straight for the stables luckily avoiding the other 'guests' it took her all of 2 minutes to tack up Prince before she made her escape heading for Leicester before being driven further north.
Companions: None
Name: Kaitlyn Winters
Age: 23
Gender: Female
Height: 5'3'' (1.60m)
Weight: 110 lbs.
Occupation: Great Britain's Olympian Single Women's Ice Skater
Hobbies: Ice Skating and an avid fan of theatre
Personality: Kaitlyn was a rather gentle and kind person before all this zombie nonsense. She was considered sweet and soft-spoken but never timid or shy. All of that is in the process of taking a 180 as she grows a bit bitter and colder to other people. She'll shy away from people and just kind of take a backseat to whatever is happening. Yet a bit of her Olympic persistence and determination have kindled her person. She is definitely not a quitter.
Her biggest fear is moving on. She doesn't want to forget her life before this and accept this new reality. Sentimental items have become quite valuable and precious, which can cripple or even endanger herself or others.
Theme:
Appearance: http://miobi.deviantart.com/art/D462-457362079
Clothing:
-Head: N/A
-Chest: Slightly worn black leather jacket, light blue collared button up shirt, a white tank top, and a pink with white pokadotted bra underneath.
-Legs: Some tight (not too tight) fitting black jeans
-Hands: A silver engagement ring with an attractive diamond gem
-Feet: A comfortable pair of black loafers with no socks on.
-Back: N/A
Items: Most important to her is her Olympic Gold medal followed by her Olympic gear which includes: a brand new (as well as a second pair) pair of ice skates, warm-up clothes, and one of her figure skating dresses. Most of her gear was kept in a bag along with two water bottles, a few snack bars, and a digital camera. She has her purse that had a few mundane things as well. Scavenged from the days following the event, she has obtained her handgun, some ammo, two bobby sticks(police batons), and a torch.
Weapons: L9A1 side arm, 9 rounds, and a pair of ice skates.
Vehicle: BMW M235
Stats:
-Awareness: 3
-Close Quarters: 2
-Fitness: 5
-Marksmanship: 2
-Speed: 4
-Strength: 2
History: Kaitlyn comes from a rather unimpressive family who hailed out of London. Her father was a factory worker and her mom a cook on the weekends. She had two brothers and one sister which tailed up to six family members, seven if you include the cat. Kaitlyn started out rather basic, living in a small house with two working class parents and nothing really extraordinary. However, Kaitlyn saw to change that for she was always interested in two things: ice skating and stage performances. Starting at a young age, Kaitlyn learned ice skating routines for a junior ice skating club, balanced with a local playhouse that held stage performances every once and awhile. The best part was that it was all mostly free and provided Kaitlyn an escape from the mundane life.
With age came great talent as Kaitlyn steadily improved on stage but exponentially grew in her ability to ice skate, for whatever reason. She absolutely loved the ice which her and her family believe was the fuel of her talent. At the age of fourteen, Kaitlyn decided to abandon her stage performances in favor of blending her two interests together and aimed to compete competitively in figure skating.
Stage and ice skating, as it turns out, blended together rather nicely and Kaitlyn flourished in figure skating. She just felt comfortable on the ice and many would say, Kaitlyn just seemed at home on the ice. Three years would pass until the British Figure Skating League would notice Kaitlin and offer her the opportunity of a life time. The chance to represent her home country in the Olympics. It felt like a long two years as Kaitlyn patiently awaited the Winter Olympics, but finally she had her chance and she succeeded... minorly. A bronze medal was what Kaitlyn had come up with. She was essentially the third best figure skater in the world and most people would be satisfied at that. However, Kaitlyn had just a taste and wanted to aim higher. Next Winter Olympics she wanted gold, and by golly, she got gold.
At just the age of 23, Kaitlyn Winters had become the best figure ice skater in the world and became quite a celebrity. She endorsed products in advertisements, gave speeches to schools, and received all sorts of attention. Her car was a gift from BMW as well many other things. A lot of that would corrupt people, but Kaitlyn remained pretty head-strong and did her best to remove herself from some of the pitfalls that other people in her position would face. Yep, life was pretty good up until a few days ago. Kaitlyn was already going back to train for the next Olympics, excited for what was supposed to come and not what did come.
Survival was tough but the Olympic village where Kaitlyn was staying, had security and thanks to a very cautious guard, Kaitlyn and the guard survived the initial chaos. Somehow he knew what steps to take and whether he was just the brilliant or just that lucky, the both of them managed to escape London in Kaitlin's BMW. The plan was to head for a relative's country house but a detour had taken them just south a little quarry and both of them had no idea where they were at that point.
Companions: Evan Johnson (34) was a guard of the British Olympic Training facility in London before the outbreak. He is now accompanying Kaitlyn Winters, armed with a L9A1 and a tire iron.
Name: Phoenix Walker
Age: 21
Gender: Female
Height: 5'6
Weight: 106
Occupation: College Student/Waitress
Hobbies: Making Music, Practicing Martial Arts, Drawing, Painting and Reading
Personality: Phoenix is a very nice girl. She is also very smart preferring to think things through instead of just jumping into things. She is a very observant person and she is good at reading someone. But, she would barely hurt anyone unless she had to. She also is a very chill person and rarely ever loses her temper. If she does though, run for your life.
Phobias: She is terrified of Clowns due to a child experiance.
Theme:
Clothing:
-Head: N/A
-Chest: Short-Sleeved Black AC/DC Shirt
-Legs: Black Ripped Jeans
-Hands: Black Fingerless Gloves
-Feet: Black Combat Boots
-Back: Black Backpack
Items: 2 Water Bottles, A Wrapped Up Sandwich, A Black Hoodie, A Notebook and Pen.
Weapons: A Metal Baseball Bat
Vehicle
Stats:
-Awareness: 4
-Close Quarters: 4
-Fitness: 4
-Marksmanship: 2
-Speed: 3
-Strength: 1
History: Phoenix was raised in California. She was born to a successful mother and father. She was an only child and even though you'd think that'd be a good thing it really didn't help. She was constantly pressured to do good in school, be a good person and do the right thing. Her parents meant well for her and were trying to make sure she was happy but, they never had a child before and didn't know a child's limits.
But, Phoenix didn't mind. After all, in the endgame all of that protectiveness and tough love really helped out. Phoenix, in school, was a smart girl getting good grades and she was really into art. But, she wasn't as good when it came to social standings. She was different then all of her other fellow females. Loved the color black, prefered classic rock, loved art, wasn't into shopping as much. She only had one boyfriend in her life and he was only with her for sex. And after he got that he left her. She did get even though. When she fount about him using her she took martial arts classes and after she learned a few things she kicked her ex-boyfriend's ass. Revenge is a very sweet thing.
When she graduated she luckily earned an art scholarship to a very good college. That's where she was before this whole thing happened. She was working hard in college and lived in a very gross apartment near the campus. She worked as a waitress in order to pay for it. She even got a dog. A German Shepard named Max. She even got an motorcycle which was a gift from her parents. She lived a very consistant and okay life centered around school-work-dog-alone time. It may not have been exciting but, it was consistant and easy to deal with. And after the Earth's end she would have prefered it over anything.
Companions: Her dog Max.
Age: 21
Gender: Female
Height: 5'6
Weight: 106
Occupation: College Student/Waitress
Hobbies: Making Music, Practicing Martial Arts, Drawing, Painting and Reading
Personality: Phoenix is a very nice girl. She is also very smart preferring to think things through instead of just jumping into things. She is a very observant person and she is good at reading someone. But, she would barely hurt anyone unless she had to. She also is a very chill person and rarely ever loses her temper. If she does though, run for your life.
Phobias: She is terrified of Clowns due to a child experiance.
Theme:
Clothing:
-Head: N/A
-Chest: Short-Sleeved Black AC/DC Shirt
-Legs: Black Ripped Jeans
-Hands: Black Fingerless Gloves
-Feet: Black Combat Boots
-Back: Black Backpack
Items: 2 Water Bottles, A Wrapped Up Sandwich, A Black Hoodie, A Notebook and Pen.
Weapons: A Metal Baseball Bat
Vehicle
Stats:
-Awareness: 4
-Close Quarters: 4
-Fitness: 4
-Marksmanship: 2
-Speed: 3
-Strength: 1
History: Phoenix was raised in California. She was born to a successful mother and father. She was an only child and even though you'd think that'd be a good thing it really didn't help. She was constantly pressured to do good in school, be a good person and do the right thing. Her parents meant well for her and were trying to make sure she was happy but, they never had a child before and didn't know a child's limits.
But, Phoenix didn't mind. After all, in the endgame all of that protectiveness and tough love really helped out. Phoenix, in school, was a smart girl getting good grades and she was really into art. But, she wasn't as good when it came to social standings. She was different then all of her other fellow females. Loved the color black, prefered classic rock, loved art, wasn't into shopping as much. She only had one boyfriend in her life and he was only with her for sex. And after he got that he left her. She did get even though. When she fount about him using her she took martial arts classes and after she learned a few things she kicked her ex-boyfriend's ass. Revenge is a very sweet thing.
When she graduated she luckily earned an art scholarship to a very good college. That's where she was before this whole thing happened. She was working hard in college and lived in a very gross apartment near the campus. She worked as a waitress in order to pay for it. She even got a dog. A German Shepard named Max. She even got an motorcycle which was a gift from her parents. She lived a very consistant and okay life centered around school-work-dog-alone time. It may not have been exciting but, it was consistant and easy to deal with. And after the Earth's end she would have prefered it over anything.
Companions: Her dog Max.
News and Updates
11/07/2014
-Map has been updated, check it out
10/07/2014
-If you are on the list above you are accepted. I just need you to post a phobia or several that your character has.
-For the rest of you please repost your CS sheets here for me so I can add them. If you want to know why it hasn't been accepted throw me a PM or just ask here. Chances are that you just haven't filled in the history or something.
-Any questions just ask.
