Taking place in-universe of the TV show, but set pre season 1 comes yet another Walking Dead roleplay suggestion. This one takes place in the "better half" of New York Island, just 1 week after the dead have arisen from their eternal slumber. The setting begins with our characters holed up in a suite of a ritzy hotel, just 1 week ago most of them were celebrating the 21st birthday of (my character) in a rather "illegal" way. Now what do they have to celebrate for? They are running low on food, water, they only have 1 gun (at least for plot purposes, but they can have more), and morale is getting low. 

Should they leave and venture out into the unknown? 
Should they wait for rescue? 
Or should they prepare a last meal? 

Make a choice... 

Rules: 
1) No OOC blow ups, if an off topic discussion or argument occurs, take it to the PMS 
2) No Michonnes or Daryles in the very beginning, let the badassery flow naturally 
3) Nobody is safe. Anybody can die, and players may make a second, third, ect. Character, but if they are strongly attached to their creation, said character will not perish, yet. (Kidding) 
4) sex scenes are fade to black, no exceptions 
5) if characters are scavenging supplies at a location, I want only relevant supplies to be found in the area (you can't find a car in the deli department) 
5b) there is to be a natural degrading of supplies, so guns will need cleaning, bread will get moldy, ect. 
6) When heavy movement is occurring i'd like to see the use of something like Google Earth to accurately depict a location. 

CS:

Name:
Age: (18+ with exceptions)
Picture/description: (no anime please)
Personality:
Biography: (optional to fill out publicly in the beginning, feel free to fill it out as the roleplay progresses)
Foils: (characters are human, and humans aren't perfect. Does your character smoke? Is he/she a compulsive liar? Ect.)
Starting/ primary weapon: (there is only one gun in the beginning, but plenty of knives, maybe a fire ax in the hallway ;)

Relationship Sheet Coming Soon

Name: Issac Stewart (Prefers to go by Stewart)

Age: 22

Sex: Male

Picture/description: Stewart is a young black male, with normal features and standing at approximately five foot eight. His eyes are naturally black, with well-hidden marks of sleep deprivation under them due to his lack of sleep, skin color, and the thin rimmed glasses he's never seen without. Stewart's hair is a short, black and surprisingly well kept afro. Besides the bags underneath his eyes, Stewart lacks any other discriminating features besides a small scar on the right side of his neck. His body, quite normal to be honest. Stewart isn't overly muscular, nor is he thin as a piece of paper.

Personality: Stewart is a pessimistic and very cynical person. Most of the time, he will say whatever's on his mind and won't care if he hurts the feelings or anger those around him, which did not help him during his time as a male nurse. This only aids his personality as a "realist". If things look dire, Stewart will most likely be the first to admit defeat and vice versa if the situation is in a relatively good shape. Adding more onto Stewart's overly negative attitude towards most things, he'd most likely sell out his friends if it meant prolonging his own survival for just a few hours, hell, even a couple minutes. As things are now, it's all about survival.

Biography: (To be filled out.)

Foils: Stewart has been an insomniac ever since his eighteenth birthday. Along side this, Stewart suffers from vertigo, a fear of heights, and ironically hemophobia. From time to time, he has been known to smoke a cigarette, but since the entire worlds been reduced to a hellhole, he's been smoking more frequently and painstakingly rationing his precious cigarettes.

Starting/Primary Weapon: N/A

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Fixed it, but still kept it brief.

Name: Jake Lexington

Age: 19

Picture/description: Jake's appearance is that of an athletic male in his late teens. He has been exercising since a young age, evident of his well-developed muscularity form and chiseled features. His skin is a tanned, yet fair white, with only a bare minimum of scars from previous fights and accidents. 6 feet 1, with ruffled, feathery light brown hair that goes down beneath his neck in messy spikes. Obviously, since the day of the 'apocalypse', Jake hadn't really cared much about how his hair looked.

Personality: 'Focused and determined...with only a bit of craziness'. Obviously, this whole ordeal has had an effect of Jake's psyche. While, originally, he was the average teenager; cheerful, occasionally moody, happy...things and people change, even if it was only a week. His first encounter with the infected...wasn't the best. Though he ignores any attempts at prying, it has obviously changed him for the better - or worst. He still acts like a teenager - Curious, cocky at moments, confident...but now he is staring to show sociopathic traits. For one, he has lapses where he doesn't appear to have a conscience at all. Blood, gore, death - It's all blended in his head. He'd honestly do whatever needed for survival, even if he had to kill other humans. Maybe he hasn't learned of that scary fact, but it's there, in the back of his mind. (In a few words? Focused, confident, relatively quiet, eerily calm, and brutally violent/jaded with a capital BVJ.)

Biography: (To be Filled)

Foils: Jake doesn't smoke, he only lies when he feels like it, and most of him is normal. His mind is, however, fragmented. Jake is still smart, cunning, and strategic - Grades were never a problem, but his mental health isn't the greatest. He, at times, takes unethical, dangerous, yet carefully-thought out risks, and his ways of dealing with things could be seen as unneedingly brutal or gory to some. His actions are really, really questionable. Don't be surprised if you see him completely burst open a skull with a lopsided grin. Basically, he is prone to random acts of violence, and could turn on friends on a flip of a dime. If he finds it necessary, of course.

Starting/ primary weapon: Jake has a scavenged fire axe he strapped to his back, behind his backpack.

Name: Emma Doss
Age: (19
Picture/description:
5,5 dirty blonde with sea green eyes.

Personality:Curious. Emma is very open minded . She not only expects the impossible she hopes for it. Before the outbreak these traits made her seem naive. Now Emaa will come up with great uses for supplies and make a great teammate.
Biography: She grew up in Texas and moved to newyork when she was 19. She attends NYU and majors in anthropology. She has a boyfriend and a big family across the states in Texas and doesn't get to see them much. It is almost certain she never will again.
Foils: She is curious and her major is anthropology. Emma will get in to your business . She wants to know how people think and why . She fails to realize humans are more complex than that of rationality.
Emma also talks to herself sometimes. Usually when she's alone. She will speak as her mom or dad.
Starting/ primary weapon : Emma takes up a long, sharp knife

Name: James Burton

Age: 20

Personality: James is a young man who, though he tries to do right, tends to make wrong decisions, so he still needs a guiding hand in his life from time to time. He's not afraid to get his hands dirty, but only if those he gets dirty with actually deserve it, and he is a gentleman with the ladies, but by no means overly so.

Biography: As far as I'm willing to admit, James is a member of the United States Military, specifically the Army branch.

Foils: James suffers from PTSD and night terrors due to his experiences in active duty, his depression is like a roller coaster, and at it's lowest point he was going to shoot himself, but the news of the apocolypse stopped that. His Night Terrors are so bad that many nights, he refuses to sleep, and after a few days of no sleep he becomes more irratable and his decisions become more rash and risky.

Starting/ primary weapon: Walther PPS handgun

Father: Stewart is accepted, and I like the hemophobia

Ves: Jake is accepted, and seems like an eventual Shane :)

Kaitlyn: Emma is accepted

Sorry I completely missed this it's kinda late so I'll get to work on my CS tomorrow

Take your time :) I'm gonna have this be a joinable rp 24/7

So will there be a cap on players here?

I guess 20 will be the most I'd allow, that's a lot rp wise anyway

Ah. Damn that's a lot. Not really a huge group kind of person, but hell, I'll give it a shot before making any decisions of leaving or not.

I'm saying that's the most I'd allow, but probably half that will show interest/participate

Alrighty, then. Whatever happens, I just hope we all have a good time.

Same here :) I have some awesome stories and "villains" in my head that I can't wait to put to use. Just 1 more person and then I'll get to work on the IC

Can't wait to see 'em, pal. :D

I'll start my CS tomarrow sorry been busy.

Take your time peoples :)

Name: Sophia Harris
Age: 19
Picture/description:
Personality: Sophia is usually a very friendly girl and is willing to help out anyone that needs it and is trusting with people. She is very kind to others as long as they are kind to her and returns the same respect.
Biography: Sophia was born and raised in Pittsburgh Pennsylvania she has an older brother and younger sister. Her father is in the military while her mother is a restaurant owner. Sophia went to New York after her first year of college as a vacation with her boyfriend and best friend at the time who was living in an apartment, Sophia was studying to be a doctor in college at the time and knows how to treat certain wounds, When the outbreak suddenly started a week ago her boyfriend had gotten bit by one and turned on her. She couldn't find her friend anywhere and ran off until she made it to the hotel where the other survivors have holed themselves in.
Foils: Sophia can be way to trusting at times and can at times be to clingy to people.
Starting/ primary weapon: A kitchen knife she had found in her friends apartment kitchen.

Name: Donny Yang
Age: 18
Picture/description:

Donny is a unassuming asian kid. Even as an 18 year old, you'd think he was just a teenager who just started growing his first whiskers. At least if you can get past his armor; unlike others who wear clothing, Donny has amassed himself an improvised suit of metal armor, to protect him from the Ghouls (What he calls the undead) and stray bullets. Not an inch of him is exposed, and he has perfected his armor so that it does not impede his movements too much. It does add an extra twenty pounds to his weight, but he's willing to bare it for the protection it gives him. His armor has it's own share of spikes and blades on it should he have no weapons or firearms, He also has a helmet in the form of a welding mask with a thick hood to keep his head covered. Physically he's strong enough to wear his armor everywhere and get around with it, and while he does look a bit on the pudgy side, he's surprisingly agile in his armor, capable of feats of acrobatics that would surprise anyone who thought he'd be a slow target.

Personality: Donny is a pretty nice kid. He's pretty generous and willing to take risks if they aren't too great or the reward is worth it, but he's also willing to cut his loses and not to rely on gambles. He's gotten rather used to the crapsack world they live in and he just rolls with it's punches. He's a pragmatic first and foremost; if something can be used and abused for his benefit, it will be. He likes to think himself as a creative person, though it's more of a low cunning.

Biography: Before the hell happened, Donny was just another kid living in North Carolina. It was pretty monotonous there, with his biggest highlights being "goes to karate three times a week" and "LARPs". It was the latter that brought most of his problems, since many would look down on him for being a nerd or feared him because he had a collection of weapons he used for LARPing, with the only reason he hasn't hurt anyone with them was because of the control he learned through his martial arts training. He grew up with a family of ten: His mom and dad, a brother, two sisters, two grand mothers and two grand fathers (The parents of his mom and dad). His family was pretty old school, and Donny didn't get along with his dad much; he always felt too strict for Donny's tastes, always disapproving of his life. At least his grandpas helped him in his hobbies; his grandfather was the one who introduced him to his martial arts class while his other grandfather thought him how to work with metal to make his own weapons and armor for his LARP group. How or what happened to them Donny doesn't talk about, but all that he is willing to say is that he's the only one left.

Foils: Donny could be considered a violent person; he won't hesitate to stone a baby if it's making too much noise. All problems can be solved with the right application of force. He's also not what you'd call brave; he'll make it clear when he doesn't like something and when he doesn't like it, he's going to stay as far away from it as possible. The only time he'd be willing to face his fears is when he's armed enough to kill it quickly. And lastly, he's a bit of a nerd. it's mainly a problem because most of his knowledge is either about or comes from various stories from things he's read. Worse yet, he's not an american nerd, but more of an otaku, something that he admits with no shame. Because of his previous interest, he has a concept of what sort of "Story" they're in, which has it's own flaws and merits. He thinks this is all just a really immerse game, and while he takes his gaming seriously (He doesn't like losing), at the same time he can show an unhealthy about of apathy when certain events unfold. His detachment from reality has helped him cope with the more horrific aspects of this world, but it's that same detachment that allows him to do things no human should ever do in good conscience.
Starting/ primary weapon: Each of his pockets has three folding knives: His left pocket has a switchblade, a half-serrated pocket knife, and a full serrated pocket knife. His Right pocket as a folding krambit knife, a hollow filler pocket knife, and a butterfly knife. His left cargo pocket as a half-serrated pocket knife and two folding knives sturdy enough for some minor hacking. In his right cargo pocket is a multitool with pliers, two screwdriver heads, a file, a small pair of scissors, and a small cutting edge, as well as another folding krambit knife with two blades and another pocket knife with a tanto blade design. His armor is also adorned with spikes, blades, and studs for unarmed combat should the need arise. He also carries a whetstone, both as a weapon and to sharpen his knives or any other piece of metal he can get his hands on. With that and some time, he can make just about anything have a cutting edge.

Sophia is accepted :)

Donny is on probation for a couple of reasons: 1) the suit of armor. If it's like Iron Man 1's first suit and built with nothing, but yet can take on a small army, then no. If it's more like a riot suit or made from common items then I will allow it. Issue 2 is that in his foils he is willing to stone a baby, but his personality says he's a good guy. I don't think a nice guy would do such a thing.

With that said, I shall get to work on the IC

Name: Joshua Mitchell
Age: 20

Picture/description: Joshua has relatively light skin for a black man, and stands at 5'10". His hair is braided into cornrows but they were done a while back, and are starting to loosen up. His face is quite thin, as is the rest of his body, and his eyes are a very dark brown. He tends to frown a lot but he has a brilliant smile. He has a very lean body, although he does have strong muscles as he loved cycling, running and just generally being active out and about.

Personality: He's a definite optimist, and tries to see the best in people. But he's also seen a lot so trust isn't something that comes easy to him; he's generally polite and willing to have a chat with anyone but getting close to people can be a labour of love. He likes hoping for the best, but that doesn't stop him from planning for the worst, and is constantly on the look-out for traps. Joshua is a bookish type of guy, never into gangs or fighting, and definitely values his mind over his body. He used to stay inside and read books about things that interested him, but a while back he figured it was worth his while getting into shape, seeing as he never expected he'd make it out of his hometown, Detroit. And god knows being fit was helpful with the kind of people he grew up with.

Biography: He was one of three brothers; the youngest, in fact. The eldest was mad about hip-hop and when Joshua was 12 his brother flew out to LA trying to make his fortune. His other brother was 4 years Joshua's senior, and was quickly enveloped into the gang culture. No-one thought he would do any harm until he started beating people up and smuggling soft drugs. He was in juvie for about a year, but then returned to the streets. Last time Joshua was in Detroit, his brother was involved in a furious gang-war that sometimes brought the members of the opposing gang to his house, throwing rocks against the windows and harassing his mum. Joshua was glad to move. When he was 18, Joshua moved from Detroit to New York City, to try and further his education. He soon ran out of money and started working in a little Italian restaurant. Being a quick learner, Joshua rapidly learnt how to cook and soon became a "chef" in the kitchen.

Foils: Joshua loves fire- he's a bit of a pyromaniac, for some reason. He smokes cigarettes sometimes but one time as a dare he smoked some weed and got slightly addicted. It's not a raging addiction, as he tries to keep clear of that whole scene. Nowadays he rarely smokes dope.

Starting/ primary weapon: A flick-knife thing that was from his dad, and his favourite cooking knife: long blade with a serrated ed, with a black rubber handle.