Above all else, I expect active participation. Be it within plotting in the OOC, or messaging me with questions or ideas. Time time and effort, to put into the role play because it requires everyone's full co-operation and participation.

At least one post a week, but if you may manage more it would be lovely for our survival. Each post should have at the very least, two well written paragraphs for each character involved.

There is no maximum on the amount of characters that you may have, though I must ask you do not overburden yourself with too many. The recommended amount should be between three or four at most, but if you can handle it, all the power to you.

I am absolute. I should mention I am a rather strict Game Master at times, especially with character creation. I do willingly listen to ideas and opinions, but I will ultimately make decisions based upon the basis and plans for the role play, as well as the character of the Player displayed to me.

Above I stated that there is no character limit, but each one should be unique, a three dimensional person, capable of development. Think about how they would react to situations and people without bias.

(I can and will add more later without warning. Check back often)

"SECOND AMENDMENT, MOTHERFUCKER!" - Nate shortly before shooting a zombie with a shotgun.

Name: Nathan 'Nate' Johnson
Age: 41
Sex: Male
Sexual Orientation: Heterosexual

Allergies: Fatally allergic to bees, other than that nothing else.
Scars/Tattoos: Small piece of shrapnel in left eye (expanded upon in old injuries), other than that nothing else.
Old Injuries: When he was working as a construction worker at 24, a small piece of shrapnel ricocheted and hit Nate in the left eye. It blinded him permanently. Also during that job, he badly broke his leg after he fell two stories, and, even after it recovered, he had a horrible limp.
Height/Weight: 5'11", often just says that he's 6'0", and 194 pounds (a little flabby).
Health Conditions: Scoliosis and mild schizophrenia (hears faint voices in his head but nothing else). Has a limp on his left leg and is blind in one eye. Other than that, healthy both physically and mentally.

Skills: Shooting, mainly semi-auto pistols, bolt-action rifles and shotguns. Bad at shooting with SMGs or any other automatic weapons.
Hobbies: Hunting, writing, drinking and gambling.
Fears: Arachnophobia, apiphobia and thanatophobia (only fears that he'll die).
Strengths: Great endurance and physical strength.
Weaknesses: Blind in one eye (see: Old Injuries) and a permanent limp (also see: Old Injuries).

Personality: Cocky, witty and pretty much a carbon copy of an action movie hero... That's a good place to start when you think of Nate. He says what he thinks about situations, and, a habit that started when the apocalypse broke out, always says a one-liner when he kills a zombie. He's very loud and not scared to rush into dangerous situations, but, when it looks like he'll die, he'll hightail it out of there. Nate also speaks in a typical Boston accent, having been born and spending most of his life there.
Biography: Nate was born in Boston to a couple who owned a sub shop, 'Johnson Subs'. What an original name. From a young age, Nate was used to being alone due to his parents staying out late, in fact he spent his first night home alone at 5. When he turned 11, he started to head out and do things while his parents left him alone, and even started to ditch school. He got involved with street gangs and began stealing, and got caught with a bottle of soda at 14. His parents were called and started to pay more attention to him, despite his protest.

After a giant fight with his dad two years later, Nate was kicked out and moved into his uncle's house across town. His uncle started taking him out to shooting ranges, and even started to take him hunting later. Nate enjoyed this, and, when he turned 18, he joined the police force, only to be fired three years later because he shot a man who had already surrendered in a shoot-out. Nate then got a job in construction and stayed there for a few years, which gave him his two old injuries.

Nate quit his job in construction when he was 32, then became a commercial fisherman. He lived on the boat until he was 39, then finally bought a house. He stopped fishing and got on disability (due to his two injuries, scoliosis and schizophrenia), using that to pay the bills. He lived this way until 2 years later, when it all went to shit. Over his lifetime from when he lived with his uncle to now, he has kept his 12-gauge double barrel shotgun, which was (believe it or not) a Christmas present from his uncle.

""Zombies don't exist loser." What the fuck's eating your arm then asswipe"
-Skye - to an asshole who made fun of him prior to the end