Name: Sergeant Silver 'Sif' Fox

Age: 24

Appearance:

Gender: Female

Family: Brother (Alive), Mother (Deceased), Father (Deceased), and then two uncles and cousins, as well as a nephew, in Scotland.

Personality:
-Positive
-Doesn't back down
-Exploitative
-Serious when needed
-Militaristic

Bio: Silver used to fight quite a bit before she decided to apply for the military. Silver managed to join the British armed forces as soon as she was able, as an attempt to put the fighting and squabbling she used to do to use. This led to her eventual recruitment into the SAS, and she soon passed the requirements of being promoted to a sergeant. After a few operations, Silver was granted some weeks of leave, and she chose to use them in Philadelphia.

Job Before The Outbreak: British SAS (Special Air Service)

Relationships: Paul Garrett (Colleague and friend) (Discussed with Datadogie)

Disability/Fear: Entomophobia (Fear of insects), Atomosophobia (Fear of atomic explosions)

Weapon of Choice: HK MP5 (Though, she obviously won't start off with one.)

Name: Corporal Paul 'Hotshot' Garrett

Age: 22

Appearance:

Gender: Male((Gender is obvious, do you have a penis or a vagina? :P ))

Family: Brother (Deceased), Mother (Alive), Father (Deceased), an uncle, auntie and cousin.

Personality:
-Daring
-Loyal
-Friendly
-Jokeful

Bio: Paul was one of those people that saw the military as a source of income rather than being a militaristic person. Once in, he served for a few years before passing SAS selection. After some time serving with them, he was granted leave. After discovering that his fireteam leader, Silver, was going to the same destination as him, he decided to party up with her during their leave.

Job Before The Outbreak: British SAS (Special Air Service)

Relationships: Silver Fox (Colleague and friend) (Discussed with Datadogie)

Disability/Fear: Helminthophobia (The fear of being infested with worms)

Weapon of Choice: HK MP5 (Obviously, like Silver, won't have this at start)

Name: Andrew Ball

Age: 21

Appearance:

Gender: Male

Family: mother and father both are dead already

Personality: A very quiet person, who keeps to himself. Very loyal to his friends. Prefers not to pry into people's past or what they are thinking. Known for being a very serious person. matter of fact type person. prefers to either be alone or in small groups. If in a large will tend to either be behind everyone or scouting ahead.

Bio: Before the outbreak Andrew was a violinist. He played in a small band that was starting to get popular. On the weekends he was a auxiliary police officer or a volunteer one. He helped at the station whenever he could. Since he was a police officer in a large city they trained him with the weapons of the police force so he could defend himself and others if necessary. His parents died shortly after he graduated high school. During that period he was crippled with grief and depression. It took him many months to come out of it but eventually he did.

Job Before The Outbreak: Violinist, auxiliary police officer

Relationships: (anybody wanna be friends?)

Disability/Fear: Andrew is scared of heights, spiders, clowns. Smoker

Weapon of Choice: Gonna have to say an assault rifle if he finds one if not then a hunting rifle (semi or bolt)

Weapons of choice:

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Size: 6'1

Physical Shape: Michael's body is well taken care of. At a healthy weight, and broad-shouldered, he has a muscled physique, that comes with years of eating meat and vegetables, handling rowdy animals, and drawing bows taut. Hunting has garnered him a steady food supply over the time of the apocalypse, so starving has never been something that he has really experienced at this day and age.

Age: 25 years of age.

Family: Grandpa - Doug Wesley ;; Grandma - Mary Wesley ;; Both are alive and healthy for their older ages.

Personality: Current Personality: As of right now, Michael is a respectful, hard-working young man with a good, smart head on his shoulders. He is usually busy, so he doesn't seem to hav emuch time for talking and lollygagging, but if you get him at a time where he isn't running errands for his ma or working for his pops, he can engage in conversation, with a natural charm that comes with being raised up right. He is a mature guy, but has no qualms about having fun and such. He is rather protective, and will stand up for those who are treated wrongly for no good reason.

Will, over the course of heavy survival and such, develop into: Michael can come off as unapproachable, but that's mainly because he tends to be a bit on the quiet side, having spent ample time thinking and mourning - thus making silence something he is intimately familiar with. While a bit cold-shouldering, Michael is a very down-to-earth, realistic man, calloused from witnessing the deaths of his loved ones. Focused on the task at hand, and mature, Michael can take on a leadership role rather easily - although he tend to be a loner, due to the fact that groups can easily limit mobility and survival chances. He isn't secretly evil, and is a naturally humane person. If he sees someone in trouble, there's a high chance of him helping. However, as stated before, he's realistic, and if there's no chance in Hell of them being saved without major loss on both sides, he will move on, albeit with a heavy heart. These trying times have made him merciless in certain situations, and he no longer hesitates to end the life of a human, if that human poses harm or threat to him or anyone close to him. Serious, and focused, Michael's first rule of survival is...'Survive'. Although he may not seem it at first, there are rare times where Michael will let down his guard and laugh/joke, but it's extremely rare. With close friends, he may let down his guard a tad, and crack jokes or engage in some type of banter, but don't expect it to be an often thing. Even then, him getting all laughy and hyperactive is a no-go.

Occupation: Hunter/farmer by trade, lived in the country with his grandpa and grandma. Sold animal fur/meat to a large hunting shop in Philly.

Equipment: A light-weight, heavy-duty backpack, a multi-tool, a scarred lighter, a small flash-light light, and a wallet - containing some money and a picture of his grandparents. Will also most-likely pack dried meat and water.

Weapons: His future weaponry consists of: A worn, yet highly-maintained and sturdy recurve bow, a leather-wrapped quiver with self-made, sturdy arrows, and a sharpened utility knife. His arrows are reusable, which he makes great use of, and is virtually silent;; It's rare that you would see him with a gun. The utility knife is strapped securely to his pants, and the bow is latched to a strap on his backpack; easy access. The quiver is peeking over his right shoulder, strapped to his back. A solid, light-weight crowbar is strapped to the other side, opposite to his canteen.

Background: Michael had always been raised to be a humble, hardworking young man. Born in a country home, in a plot of land where the forest was cut-off at, hard-work was always a part of his daily life. Cutting wood for the fire, tending to the cows and pigs, and going hunting with his grandpa, deep within the woods...that's how his life was. His mother was single, and had died giving birth to him, leading him into the custody of his grandparents. He didn't mind;; to him, those two would always be his real parents, no matter what. He was taught his studies by a hired tutor, and was taught how to be a man by his grandfather. He speared fish in the lake behind their home, he rode horses down the dirt trails, he helped build sheds and different contraptions for the animals and vehicles, and, the most fun of all, he hunted animals with Mother Nature, selling the fur and hide in the market whenever they went down into Philly - which wasn't often. When all of this happened, Michael and his grandparents knew nothing of it. They were getting old, and it was up to Michael to provide for the family;; he did so efficiently and immediately, spending his time roping the horses, tending to the pigs, chickens, and cows, and hunting deer, boars, and hogs in the forest.

Recently, he has taken his grandpa and grandma down into Philly for a time in the city. Just so that they can experience it a bit more, since they tend to keep to their farm.

Other: The stuff in his weaponry and equipment slots are all things he has at his home, which he will eventually get/wear once shit really hits the fan.

Name: Petra Novak

Age: 41

Gender: Female

Family:
Father - deceased before the outbreak
Mother - in Europe, status unknown
Brother - in America, status unknown
Husband - deceased during outbreak


Personality: Being from Eastern Europe, Petra is naturally on the colder side. Smiles are a rare commodity and laughs are even rarer. She speaks only when she feels it's necessary and has little patience for nonsense. Her temper is somewhere in the middle; she knows not to snap over petty things but will not let others walk all over her and will not tolerate people wasting her time. She is rough around the edges and will not lie for your benefit. She will call things as she sees them. She is usually independent and will not ask for help unless she truly needs it.

Bio: Petra grew up in former Czechoslovakia in the 70's and 80's. Political turmoil quickly became an ideal that she was familiar with. Her father and mother ran a small business that both her and her brother helped run, while trying to distract themselves from what was going on around them. In 1991, with the ending of the cold war, both Petra and her brother saw this as an opportunity to get out of Europe and go to America, "land of opportunity". However, they had little means of getting there and their parents refused to leave their country. Later on in 1992, Petra learned that a friend of the family had been able to make it to America. After contacting him, a man who was five year older than her, she agreed to marry him in order for her to get to America. Once in America and married, she was able to bring her brother over as well. Their parents stuck by their word and never left, what had become, the Czech Republic. Petra lived with her husband, despite their lack of common interests, until the outbreak. Her husband worked in construction while Petra made as much money as she could by tailoring clothing. The couple was never able to have children. During the chaos of the outbreak, Petra and her husband became separated in a crowd of panicking people and he was later discovered to be bitten. Since his death, Petra has been traveling alone.

Job Before The Outbreak: Part time seamstress/tailor

Disability/Fear: Obviously, she is an older woman so her body cannot take injury as well as someone with a younger body. She finds it hard to feel sympathy for others, and is apathetic a lot of the time. Not really a people person.

Weapon of Choice: melee weapons such as long knives and blunt trauma objects. Also wouldn't mind carrying a gun.