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Father Richard McCarthy
Name
Richard McCarthy
Father McCarthy, Rich by some
Age
Fifty-Six
Gender
Male
Sexuality
He's a good Catholic Priest who doesn't have time for such nonsense.
Occupation
Priest
Appearance
Father McCarthy has grown more in these last five years than he has in what he feels is his entire life. No longer the thin, spindly man that he was, he stands at 6'0" with a proper build behind his bones. Doing a lot of the heavy lifting himself when he turned his Church into a sanctuary, it shows in the muscles of his arms that stand out in his Cassock.
His face shows his age, however, wrinkles forming along most of it. His hair has started to turn a nice shade of gray, blending in with the brown that still fights for dominance on his head. His beard has lost almost all of the brown by now, though. His hazel eyes sit weary on his face, easily giving away the exhaustion this situation will bring.
Personality
A kind and generous soul, Father McCarthy knew from a young age that his calling was to lead his people. Selfless as always, he didn't care who you were or what type of place you came from. If you were here, on this planet we all called home, you were worth something. He strove to lift people up, to help them fight their demons, and even to this day he stands by this legacy.
That isn't to say, though, that the man is without his own demons. The dream awoke a desire in him that fueled him, but it also hindered him. Often times, when the doubt was strong, he turned to liquor to ease the fear and pain. His stubbornness kept him going, though, and the selfish desire that whispered in the back of his skull. Survive, it said. Survive.
Biography
Richard McCarthy was born to a middle class Irish family that lived in the center of Chicago. His mother was a sweetheart of a secretary, while his father was a bastard of a drunk. Fitting in well with the Irish stereotype that formed around them, Richard went the opposite way of his father, wanting to be nothing like him. Opening himself up to God and the Catholic church, the boy devoted his life to his faith, using it to escape the abuse that his father dished out.
Religion opened so many doors for him. Becoming a Priest at the ripe age of Twenty-Eight, it wasn't long until the Father acquired his own Church in the inner-city of Chicago. Wedged between two buildings, it was a place where he took in the lost souls from around the city. Anyone that struggled, in any capacity of the word, he would help guide. Even if they weren't of the same faith, he believed that everyone deserved to be touched by God, and he did his very best to make this happen. Perhaps that was why he was given the ominous dream that he had.
That day changed everything. His doors remained opened, but his mind wandered far from the people he served. Services would be interrupted by loud noises echoing from the basement, or the walls to the left and right of the church. Large loans had been taken out in the Father's name, larger loans than he would ever hope to be able to repay. He was staking everything on a dream - a dream that continued to echo in his head night after night - but there wasn't a shred of doubt that it was fake. He was Noah, and it was his job to guide the people to their safety.
FC - Billy Mayhew / Color code - 69989E
Other
- This character is disposable.
- Trial and error has made him pretty decent at gardening.
- A pretty decent gardener.
- Has a secret stash of alcohol in the bell tower of his church, as well as under some musty floorboards.
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Judas O'Dell
Name
Judas O'Dell
Jude
Age
Twenty-Seven
Gender
Male
Sexuality
Pansexual
Occupation
Unemployed
Appearance
Judas knows exactly how he wants to present himself, and does everything he needs to in order to do so. Wanting to exhibit an aura of 'don't mess with me', the 6 foot tall man wears anything that can reveal the heavy amount of tattoos he has on his upper body and arms. Generally his shirts contain God-awful punk sayings, and his pants are normally too baggy to stay up without a belt. Skater shoes cover his feet, beaten up from the sheer amount of time he's had them. In fact, most of his clothes have holes somewhere in them, the man becoming so attached to certain articles that he can't bear to get rid of them until they're literal strings.
His clothing isn't the only thing that he uses to express himself. White blonde hair sits atop Judas' head, with black roots often showing. Messy, it's almost as if the man is on the move as soon as he wakes up, and he often is. As long as his hair isn't wild enough to get caught in any of his ear piercings, he doesn't really care.
Personality
If you were to ask any member of polite society who knew Judas what he was like, they would call him a punk. A rebel. A man who was just out there to cause trouble. A man who lived by his own rules. Judas, though, wouldn't even deny any of these claims. Given a bad start at life, the man has let the problems he's faced taint his view of the world. The police don't do anything. Other people are only here to screw you over. You have to look out for yourself.
That's what Judas would spout one moment, while the next, he'll turn around and say the only thing that matters is his brother. Both facts to him are true, however. Judas is a rowdy man who locks out the world, until the world crawls under his skin and latches on. Parasites, he says, but he'd die without them. Judas is extremely protective and loving to the people that become those parasites, if you can make it passed those walls that have been building for twenty-seven years.
Biography
Judas would tell you that his bad behavior started twenty-seven years ago, and not of his own accord. He was born to a Nathaniel and Brittany O'Dell - a duo of drug users who somehow had enough stable income to keep a run-down apartment roof over their heads. It wasn't a life he wished on anyone, even when he was little. Abuse, neglect, hunger...Those were the things waiting for him every day. At least, until there was another mouth to feed.
His life completely changed with the birth of his baby brother. Five years old at the time, it took no time at all for Judas to become protective over his little brother. Julius O'Dell, the only thing worth protecting in this world.
Their life was a simple one. Try to survive in a hate filled world. It was so hard, those first years. Their mother helped when she was sober, but that wasn't often. It wouldn't be forever, either. The boys lost their mother when Judas was ten years old, to a drug overdose. Just as they did for the rest of his life, the authorities failed them here. They didn't see the problem, with the way that the two boys were living. They didn't see the abuse or the trauma that this life had already inflicted on them. All they saw was a man struggling to survive, and all they heard was his pleas to let him keep his sons.
From that moment forwards, Judas did everything he could to get out of that house. Working any odd job he could find, he wasn't against helping the shadiest of people if it meant a quick buck. Falling in with the wrong crowds, it was only a matter of time before the boy dropped out of school to pursue a career in petty theft, landing himself in Juvie. From that moment on, he made a record for himself with the police of Chicago, and a name for himself on the streets.
Everything was going alright, at least, until he fell into the same situation his father was in. Drugs became his life, and it was only due to Julius' begging that he went to get himself help. Drug-free now, Judas does all he can to stay that way, while supporting his brother to have a brighter future than he ever dreamed for himself.
FC | Richard Colson Baker / Color code | C23737
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- This character is not disposable.
- Does whatever odd jobs he can find, no matter who it's for. He's made a lot of unsavory contacts because of this.
- Has a problem with authority.
- Used to be a drug addict until his brother made him get clean. He's been clean for a little under two years now.
- Judas dropped out of school at fifteen.
- A heavy smoker, and smells like it too.
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APPERANCE __________________________________________________________________________ Standing at just over six feet, Jun-seo is a man of simplicity. From his simple hair cut to his bland fashion taste, Jun-seo is a simple man. Brown eyes sport dark under eyes, and the slight slouch he had developed indicates the amount he has spent away from bed and over his desk grading papers. Over his lip, Jun-seo wears a mustache he's been too lazy to shave off or maintain. It's clear to anyone that lays their eyes on him that he cares very little about his appearance, and yet he manages to not look too bad. As for his fashion taste, his simplicity extends to the way he dresses. Jun-seo's closet consists of black, white, and everything in between. He considers practicability over fashion any day of the year. It's easy to match his clothes, especially when everything is a shade of black or white. There have been a few special occasions when he wears the color blue, but those are rare. PERSONALITY __________________________________________________________________________ Openminded | Resourceful | Sarcastic | Cynical | Patient | Apathetic Jun-seo is a stoic man that keeps to himself most of the time. While there have been instances where his students have seen the more gentle and kind side of him he tries to put up a front. There are very few rare moments where he will approach a person and strike a conversation as he tends to be critical of others. There's something in Jun-seo that makes him push others away, perhaps is his non-caring attitude towards things or the stoic tone his voice has. While his outward attitude is toned down to almost no emotions, Jun-seo shows his emotions with actions. He likes to buy his students candies and offer them after tests or writes down a happy face on the student's papers he personally liked. There are little things that Jun-seo does to show his appreciation towards those he likes. It's easy to miss. BIOGRAPHY __________________________________________________________________________ Jun-seo grew up in Los Angeles, to be more specified, in Koreatown. His parents owned a little resturant off of Wilshire. He, along with his older sister, helped run the place. The family's restuarant wasn't that much of a hit for the locals, but it kept a roff over their heads and allowed his parents to set some money aside for the kid's college fund. Growing up, Jun-seo was a hardworking student. He had to be. His parents were strict about school and rarely had any free time to hang out with his friends outside school. While he didn't mind his situation, he had always wished he had more time for the very few friends he had made throughout high school. Jun-seo graduated from high school with honors, unfortunately, his mother had had an accident just a year prior to that. While his sister was already in university, his college fund had gone to help with his mother's medical bills. The whole bill almost crippled them into closing the store. Jun-seo had to take a year break between high school and college to help around the restaurant while his mother recovered. After that, he was finally able to enroll in community college while he worked two jobs. He never resented his parents or the situation he was in. Jun0seo knew that was life. All he could do was work hard and try to give back to his parents. Simple. That was Jun-seo's life. He graduated from UCLA with a Ph.D. in Psychology. He began working for a private clinic in Southern California. He worked there for about three years before he got a position offer from Northwestern University. Jun-seo took it, sold everything he owned in Los Angeles, and used that extra money to buy his parents a new home. With that, he set out for Illinois. OTHER __________________________________________________________________________ Kim Nam Gil | #495855
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"I no longer listen to what people say, I just watch what they do. Behavior never lies." -Winston Churchill
 ___________________________________________________ Holden James Murphy ใ Call me what you like. ___________________________________________________ January 17th. ใ 28-years-old. ใ Bisexual โ ___________________________________________________ ใ Hasn't been with anyone in over 6 years. ใ ___________________________________________________ Freelance Photographer ใ U.S. Coast Guard ___________________________________________________ | ๏ผฐ๏ฝ
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______________________________________  ______________________________________ | Hayley Murphy (26) || Ex-wife || Deceased || FC: Rachel Bilson Hayden Murphy (5) || Daughter || Alive || FC: Briar Rose Christensen Oakley (7) || Family Dog || Alive || FC: Random Black Lab? Unfortunately Holden's ex-wife, Hayden's mother, died in childbirth. It's just been Hayden and Holden, along with Oakley. Oakley is very protective of both of his hoomans but most especially over Hayden. Holden would do anything to keep his daughter and his dog safe. He doesn't plan on going down at all, he plans to be there for Hayden until the end, but if it came down to it he definitely wouldn't go without a fight. Holden only has Hayden and Oakley, and once he loses them, he's got nothing to lose and won't really care much for this life after that. It'd turn him rather reckless, which would most likely get himself killed. |
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Holden was born into the system and adopted by two women. The two lovely ladies brought the boy up in the city of Vancouver where they lived comfortably in a 4 bedroom house and gave Holden everything he could've asked for and more. Holden's mothers never adopted another child, as he turned out to be just enough for them to handle. The boy was a trouble-maker in his younger years. At the age of 13, just before his first year of high school, his grandfather suggested to his mothers that he be put into military school to whip him back into shape. Off he went to Texas to attend the Resolution Ranch Academy where they helped Holden regain himself and taught him how to be a better, more productive young man.
He spent two school 10-month-long stays at the Academy, coming home for 2 summers before going off to the private school he was originally intended to go to. That's where he met his late wife, Hayley. They dated for two-and-a-half years before Holden shipped off to Basic Training. During Family Day, Holden and Hayley (unbeknownst to them) conceived their daughter Hayden (Yes, {Hay}ley and Hol{den} put their names together to give their daughter her name.), who was born while Holden was out on deployment. It was also the unfortunate day that Hayley died during childbirth, and Holden lost the love of his life. Hayley's parents weren't in the picture at the time, so it fell on Holden's mothers to take care of Hayden while Holden was away on deployment.
He spent his minimum two years Active Duty with the Army before he left for good to come home to care for his daughter. His mothers were very helpful with teaching him the ins and outs of raising Hayden on his own. A year went by and the young man found it difficult to juggle 2 minimum wage jobs and take care of Hayden simultaneously, and finally decided to suck it up and ask his mothers for some real help. They looked over her care while Holden decided to go back into the military, this time choosing to enlist in the Coast Guard. He's spent the last 3 years with the Coast Guard and is returning home for a week on Leave where he will be spending some overdue quality time with his daughter.
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ใ Holden speaks German and French, using German mainly for commands for Oakley and French he speaks with Raegan.
ใ Holden is ex-Army, went in right after High School.
ใ Skilled in hand-to-hand and close quarters combat.
ใ He's best with a sniper and pistols but is more than capable of using any rifle.
ใ Weapons owned include his grandfather's K-Bar, a Sig Sauer M17 pistol, and a Lapua hunting rifle.
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ใ Holden speaks German and French, using German mainly for commands for Oakley and French he speaks with Raegan.
ใ Holden is ex-Army, went in right after High School.
ใ Skilled in hand-to-hand and close quarters combat.
ใ He's best with a sniper and pistols but is more than capable of using any rifle.
ใ Weapons owned include his grandfather's K-Bar, a Sig Sauer M17 pistol, and a Lapua hunting rifle.
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 _______________________________________________ | 23 | cis Female | Lesbian | | Stripper | _______________________________________________  | APPERANCE ____________________________________________________________________________ While Jenara is only only 5 foot and 4 inches, she likes to stand out from others. Her skin is covered in dark freckles and her hazel eyes draw people in. She loves to dye her hair all sorts of color and loves to style it in all sorts of ways. She has a bit of extra weight all around her body but she doesn't mind the rolls on her stomach and the light stretchmarks on her sides. Jenara loves herself, and other love Jenera and that's all that matters. Jenara loves pastel colors, especially pink. She's often seen around wearing cute skirts and flowy dresses when she's out of work. She will always make comfortable clothing more fashionable and bold. You'll never catch her outside without some drip. While at work, Jenera tends to wear darker colors. She likes the separation between her life and work, so her go-to colors at work after black, red, and purple. PERSONALITY ____________________________________________________________________________ Friendly | Manipulative | Guarded | Cheerful | Blunt | Selfish Jenara understands that life is a bitch. That doesn't mean you have to let it make you it's bitch either. She lives her life to the fullest without letting others bring her down. She has been down there already and has done so much to pick herself from the bootstraps to let a few shitty situations take her down again. She loves to talk to people and always lends a helping hand to those who are willing to take it. Her outward look on life always stays positive as she tries to make the best out of every situation. Jenara uses people's ignorance of her as an advantage. Strangers see a bubbly naive girl down on her luck as a stripper- Jenara sees an opportunity to play with people and teach them a lesson. She hates being perceived as some damsel in distress. The woman knows how to fight, and she's not afraid to do so. BIOGRAPHY ____________________________________________________________________________ Raised by a single mother along with her two younger brothers, Jenara's family struggled to make meets end. Sure, they would go days with eating the same thing and sometimes their water was cut, but the lack of love was never an issue in her life. Her mother, Kiera, loved all of her children unconditionally as the children loved their mother. Growing up, Jenara did her best to help her mother. Be it go with her to clean homes or clean around the house and care for her younger brothers. While she had been forced to mature faster than other kids her age, Jenara didn't mind. She was happy where she was, with her brothers and her mother. Things began to look better for them when Jenara turned 16 and was finally able to get a job at a Burger King a few blocks away. She didn't mind working after school, and it was nice to help her mom pay the bills. Besides, she was able to keep at least 20% of what she made. Jenara would treat her family to dinner at the local Armenian restaurant and spend some money on herself. After graduation, Jenara joined one of her friends in auditioning for a strip club in downtown Chicago. It was supposed to be a new club with a "high-end" clientele. Luckily enough, Jenara and her friend got the job. While Jenara's mother was against the idea at first, she became a little more open to it after her daughter's first week there. The clientele were older gentlemen who would ask for private dances but always opted out to just talk with Jenara rather than have her dance. Jenara didn't mind either way, as long as she was getting paid enough to help her family out. After working a few years there, Jenara had finally saved enough money to put a downpayment on a home about 30 minutes away from downtown Chicago. Her mother was finally able to get more time off work and stay home where she started a little garden in their backyard. Her two younger brothers continued to help out with the bills, but Jenara encouraged them to study more. She was determined to get them into college. OTHER ____________________________________________________________________________ Unknown | #DAA69B
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โโโโ C H A R A C T E R P O R T R A I T โโโโ ______________________________________________________________  ______________________________________________________________ โโโโ C H A R A C T E R S U M M A R Y โโโโ Milana Ivanov _______________________________________________ 29 | Female | Heterosexual _______________________________________________ Pharmacist โผ O T H E R โโโโโโโโโโโโ โบ FC: Madelaine Petsch โบ Color code: #B56E42 โบ Speaks English and Russian โบ She has a great sense of direction โบ Character is not disposable โบ Theme song | โโโโโโ A P P E A R A N C E โโโโโโ Milana stands at 5'4, weighing roughly 125 lbs. She has long, red hair and brown eyes, managing to catch the attention of both men and women passing by. Given her rebellious teenage years, Milana has a tongue piercing. She also has a tattoo on the right side of her midsection of a single rose. The tattoo has meaning to her as it's dedicated to her best friend. Fashion wise, Milana is all over the place. One day she may dress in all black and the next day she could be spotted wearing a pink dress and heels. Choosing to not follow fashion trends is something Milana is known for as she beats to the sound of her own drum. With that said, the girl does have taste and would much rather be overdressed than underdressed. โโโโโโโ P E R S O N A L I T Y โโโโโโ The moderately pessimist type who is a realist more than anything. Milana will straight out tell someone how it is and she will not apologize for it. Despite this tough persona of hers, Milana is more fragile than she seems. The accident from over a decade ago left her with nightmares on a regular basis which were at first unbearable, making her sleep-deprived among other things. Despite her past, the young woman loves to have fun. She enjoys going out to bars and occasionally clubs, but also finds pleasure having a night in watching a good movie. Milana is fine around her friends, but is a bit more quiet and reserved around strangers until she gets to know them. โโโโโโโ B I O G R A P H Y โโโโโโ Milana was born and raised in Moscow to parents working the medical field, her mother a gynecologist and her father a surgeon. She had a cushioned life growing up, especially being an only child. Milana was rarely denied any of her wants, but her parents were firm believers in punishment and thus she was a well-disciplined kid from a young age. When she reached her school years, Milana didn't struggle with academics. The school setting suited her, especially given that it was a private school, and she excelled in her classes and had a few close friends who were also just as smart. However, the friendships came to a halt after the family moved to the United States when Milana was only 10 years old. The move was a bit of a stressful development for the young girl, but she coped with the language barrier and continued to push forward. On the night before her 18th birthday, Milana was out driving with some friends when she got distracted and crashed her vehicle into a tree. Her best friend Rose died on impact as she wasn't wearing her seatbelt. Milana had only had one drink, but being young and not knowing any better, she was afraid she'd be in jail for life and subsequently persuaded her other friend to switch places with her. Milana had gotten in trouble with the law before, but that evening she avoided any issues. Since then, the young woman decided to turn her life around. Not long after that, Milana went on to college where she buckled down and eventually fulfilled her goal of becoming a pharmacist. |
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โโโโ C H A R A C T E R P O R T R A I T โโโโ _________________________________________________________________________  _________________________________________________________________________ โโโโ C H A R A C T E R S U M M A R Y โโโโ James Emerson _______________________________________________ 42 | Male | Heterosexual _______________________________________________ Bar owner โผ O T H E R โโโโโโโโโโโโ โบ FC: Daniel Sheehan โบ Color: Light gray โบ Doesn't speak any additional languages โบ Will more than likely win a fight against anyone he's matched against โบ Character is not disposable โบ Theme song | โโโโโโ A P P E A R A N C E โโโโโโ Approximately 6'3 with a strong build, his large frame easily towering over others. The salt and pepper beard game is strong with James, and he is a stickler when it comes to its maintenance. He is covered in ink and has full sleeves with tattoos that are very symbolic to him, and he's happy to tell the stories if anyone is curious enough to inquire. James' typical, everyday fashion? A t-shirt and jeans. A special occasion coming up? He will dress up accordingly. โโโโโโโ P E R S O N A L I T Y โโโโโโ A bit rough around the edges given his background. James doesn't take crap from anyone and will happily knock you out for stepping out of line. With that said, he's tough, but fair. Given his profession, James is quite comfortable interacting with the general crowd, though he has absolutely 0 patience for nonsense. James' mind isn't easily changed, and that's led to a couple of failed relationships in the past. But does he care? No, not really. โโโโโโโ B I O G R A P H Y โโโโโโ Born and raised into trouble, James practically never caught a break. His parents lived in the rough part of town, and throughout his time there, he's been robbed, beat...you name it. James had to mature real quick in order to survive, something he figured out from experience as well as from the many sit-downs he had had with his parents. The incident that broke the family was the death of James' little sister, Lily. It happened when she was only 7 and James was 13. They were walking down the road one moment and the next, gunfire broke through the air. Unfortunately, Lily caught 2 bullets, which was later discovered were not meant for her but she was a casualty nonetheless. He lost his shit. His behavior took a turn for the worse, leaving his own parents terrified of him at some point. The kid was out of control, and no matter how many times he was thrown in jail, James simply did not care. But slowly, things improved a little bit. James realized he couldn't continue heading down that same path. There's that, and the fact that he had to become a softy for his first serious girlfriend who didn't tolerate any bullshit from him. While the guy was not academically inclined, he had some wits about him and enjoyed doing manual labor as opposed to sitting in a college classroom. Come to find out, years down the line, a relative of his passed away and left behind some money for James. With those funds he opened up his own bar and was beyond glad he would never have to work for anyone else again. |
APPERANCE __________________________________________________________________________ Aurora about five feet and eight inches tall and weighs about 160lbs. She has a runner type of body from doing a lot of cardio on her job. Her hair is a dirty shade of blonde that has a wave pattern. Her eyes are hazel with flecks of green and tan in the iris. While she is caucasian, her skin is able to tan due to her Swedish roots. When it comes to style, Aurora prefers comfort and practicality over style. She likes her clothes to hang loose around her body to allow easy movement. An oversized shirt, comfy pair of jeans, fuzzy socks, and tennis shoes are her ideal outfit to wear. When it comes to colors, she likes to wear bright vibrant colors because she believes bright colors can cheer people up. PERSONALITY __________________________________________________________________________ Friendly | Caring | Selfless | Courageous | Resourceful | Hardworking A kind heart rests inside of Aurora's chest. Even when she was a child, she would help her classmates and teachers in any way she can. She always wants to help people in any way she can after seeing her parents doing charity work most of her life. In return, if someone some was to help Aurora out then she will feel inclined to help them out. Her selflessness has turned her into a rather brave person willing to stand up for others when they can not. She is not afraid of getting hurt and works hard on bettering herself on ways to help. This has pushed her into the career she had chosen for herself. BIOGRAPHY __________________________________________________________________________ Ever since she was little Aurora's parents taught her how to help others. Both of her parents worked as first responders, her mother was an EMT while her father was a firefighter. Her parents loved to help their community out and would bring their daughter along to help out. They loved their daughter dearly and wished to have more but they were not able to. This left Aurora as an only child which was lonely when her parents were at work. When Aurora was sixteen years old, her father was died trying to put out a house fire. This devastated the girl causing her to pull away from others to mourn over her father. She was lost without a perhaps in life until her mother and some of her father's fellow firefighters came over to talk to her. After that talk, she had decided to become a firefighter in her father's honor. She started working out more often and studying for her classes that she fell behind in. Aurora was able to graduate from high school and go on to start her training. She took both written exams along with getting her EMT license. After this, she passed her fire academy training to become a professional firefighter at the same station her father worked at. OTHER __________________________________________________________________________ Sunshine | #FEFCAD
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Elias Brenman
Name
Elias Brenman
Eli
age
24
gender
Cis Male
Sexuality
Heterosexual
Occupation
Convenience Store Clerk
Appearance
Eli stands at a respectable 5โ10โโ, but is by no means thin. Years of sport and exercise has caused Eli to be in great shape, with full muscles and a toned frame. His face also compliments his figure, with a pretty boy face accented with hazel eyes and wavy red hair. While most of his body looks great, Eli does hide a scar across his chest, the result of a mugging.
Eliโs style can be described as simple. It consists of a lot of plain t-shirts, sweaters, and other basic tops. Eli has always disliked wearing clothes with large logos or graphic designs, and has never personally bought such clothing. The lower half of his body is usually garbed in designer jeans and shoes. However, Eli wears the same pairs a lot has he can rarely afford to buy new pairs due to working minimum wage.
Personality
Eli is a bit of a lost soul. Once sure of himself and his path in life, many bad decisions and twists in life have left Eli unsure of a lot of things. This causes him to always second guess himself and doubt his own abilities. As such Eli latches onto ideas very easily but has problems committing, subconsciously sabotaging his attempts at connecting with things.
Eli puts up a front as the fun party guy. He always seems to fit in with others, at least on the surface. As such most people would call him a good guy, except for those who are truly close to him. Eli tries to prevent anyone from getting truly close to him, for fear of them finding out how big a train wreck he is. Still he persists, trying to find something to live for.
Biography
Eli has lived his whole life in Chicago, born in a good neighbourhood as an only child. For the first few years Eli did well, learning things quickly and making friends easily. But under the veneer of a nice family, conflict was constant between the Brenman parents. With neither of them happy in their marriage, they only remained together for Eliโs sake. But the animosity finally bubbled over at Eliโs Bar Mitzvah. A huge fight broke out, ending with Eliโs mother leaving. For the next year Eliโs parents would get back together and break up again several times. To cope with this Eli threw himself into sports at his high school.
While doing well academically and athletically, Eli was struggling at school socially, starting to smoke pot to deal with his emotions. This only got worse when his parents finally split for good, his mother leaving town. This dealt a massive emotional blow to Eli, who coped by losing himself into partying and reckless actions. This culminated in Eli being found with drugs at school, resulting in him being kicked off the schoolโs track team. With his main interest at school taken away, Eli lost interest in coming to school, his grades suffering. Somehow he managed to finish out his senior year, just barely graduating.
Unfortunately, the weak state of Eliโs grades meant he was denied by every college he applied to. Left direction less, Eli once again turned to partying. For four years Eli was in a drug fuelled state, not being able to hold down a job. This eventually led to Eliโs father disowning him, changing the locks on his front door. Eli responded by couch surfing among his friends for a few months. It was during this period that Eli was mugged after leaving a party. In a drugged up haze, Eli fought back, only to lose. He woke up a few hours later in the hospital with a broken nose, concussion, and a slash wound across his chest.
It was at this point that Eli really started to question his lifestyle. The final nail in the coffin of this lifestyle would come a month later. After a night of heavy drinking, one of Eliโs friends crashed his car into a pole, with Eli in the passenger seat. While Eli escaped with a bruised rib, his friend was left paralysed. As soon as Eli was discharged from the hospital, he vowed to give up drugs and alcohol. He entered narcotics anonymous, really trying to change his life. He also found work at a local convenience store, not a great job, but at least it was a job. It was finally looking like things were going to change for Eli.
Other
- This character is not disposable.
- Speaks fluent English and Yiddish, and knows some Hebrew
- Carries a switchblade ever since he was mugged
- As a former addict, Eli avoids drugs and alcohol, never stepping into a bar.
- Drinks way too much coffee
FC | KJ Apa / Color code | 02a621
bumbles guthrie Jo
Member
Seen
1 mo ago
 _______________________________________________ | Zaneta โZaney or Zaneโ Tiphus | 21 | cis female | bisexual | | former novitiate | _______________________________________________  | APPERANCE ____________________________________________________________________________ With her back, hands, and forehead covered in scars, Zaneta is known to wear her hair long with a silk veil thatโs ornately held back by pearl-encrusted clips. She refuses to let anyone see the right side of her face, given the garish mark that strikes through it. There are two tattoos on her wrists and two on either side of her hips. No one can ever see what the ones on her wrist say, as she usually wears black out of habit. Despite her dark dress, her bright baby blue eyes are constantly locked in a state of wide-eyed innocence. She can usually get whatever she wants with a bat of her eyelashes. It also helps that sheโs average height, coming to about 5โ6โโ without shoes on. Her wardrobe consists of pearl hair clips, organza and silk veils, black dresses with plenty of lace, black and white skirts that barely pass for sensical clothing, a wide array of tube tops, sweatshirts, and pants, and even her old derby jersey, an array of rosaries sheโs added chains from her old sets of jewelry to in order to spice things ups, ridiculously big cross or hoop earrings, cowboy boots and go-go boots, Docs with the heels so worn down itโs a miracle they are even wearable, platforms that make her too fashionable for the apocalypse, black mom jeans, black bustier, and a white pirate shirt. Zane prides herself on being fashionable for the apocalypse. PERSONALITY ____________________________________________________________________________ Bubbly | Confident | Adventurous | Restless | Rebellious | Resourceful | Flirtatious | Apathetic How do you solve a problem like Zaneta? She always has this naive sense of the world, even though sheโs fully aware of its evils. Sheโs like a cat- she always lands on her feet, and itโs gotten to the point where she relies on that. Zaney is fully aware of what people think of her, particularly in regards to her bubbly natureโฆ and the fact that sheโs known to flirt with anything that moves. Still, discounted her entire life as a silly, little airhead, Zaneta prides herself on her confidence that often translates into foolish bravery and strong headedness. If someone needs a spider killed, monsters shooed away, or a zombie slaughtered, Zaneta is the first to volunteer. Sheโs always open to talk to new people, even if theyโre dead and trying to eat her brains. Simply put, it's easier to let Zaney run free than to abridge her adventurous nature because good things happen more often than bad things. Usually. Sheโs at least gotten this far on her strong will. Some call Zaney a chaos junkie, given the way sheโs drawn to always start a fight. Really, she just feels like she has no place in the world. She tried the whole God thing, but turns out sheโs too free-spirited for such a position. Before joining the nunnery, she tried college but dropped out after she realized she liked roller derby more than solving quadratic equations (seriouslyโฆ why did anyone think that Zaneta would excel in a math degree?). Before that, she was the star cheerleader. Nothingโs ever stuck with Zaney, except derby and her rebellious spirit. Perhaps she should join a commune. Despite her overflowing spirit, Zaneta still struggles with appealing to peopleโs feelings. She simply doesnโt understand them usually, even though sheโs well-aware of her own. It surely doesnโt help that she used to cut up dead animals at a kid just to โlook at their insides,โ but she swears sheโs not a serial killer. At least not one for humansโฆ maybe zombies though. Zanetaโs just got more goals in life than feelings for it. She wants to get things done, contribute to the world in some way. Not sit around talking about her sadness. BIOGRAPHY ____________________________________________________________________________ Zanetaโs life didnโt really begin until her senior year. She lived simply with her mother (her father unknown), busting kneecaps on her roller derby team (If you want to know, her nickname was Fridge. Donโt ask). Zaneta was called โZaneyโ and loved by almost everyone who got to meet her. Sure, she had ultimate Elle Woods energy, and her grades were abysmal, but she managed to go to college with a little bit of effort. She dropped out only a few years later, making people think she was some type of idiot. Except, Zaneta had always been smart. Sheโs just never applied herself and was blonde so everyone assumed the party, it-girl was stupid beyond recognition. No, Zaneta simply enjoyed putting her skills to other uses. Like turning their rival schoolโs entire football team against each other because she was dating all of them at the same time, resulting in them turning on each other in the middle of the game (she kissed one of them during halftime) and allowing her school to go to states for the first time in almost fifty years. She did the same thing with the Debate Team, but no one wants to note that they were gullible to let her do it twice. When she started college, no one expected Zaney to go into math. Especially not calculus. However, she did it anyway, and she almost graduated. But, being Zaneta, nothing could hold her fascination that long. Therefore, her next obvious conclusion was to become a nun. For some reason. Her thinking was that sheโd become like Mother Tereasa, just without all the terrible qualities. You see, the reason why she wanted to become a mathematician was because she wanted to be the next Einstein. Now, she was looking to become a philanthropist and servant of God. She lasted all of six months before quitting, unable to stay away from roller derby and her friends. After that, she started working at a local diner, trying to come up with a new goal. When the apocalypse hit Texas, Zaneta was planning a road trip to Florida with her gal pals where they were going to do all the things they could only do on the weekends in Austin. Her mom came home that day, greased up from working on the underbelly of a car at work, and turned on the news to discover that the entire world was falling apart. Something shifted in Zelda that day, and she forced Zaney to throw out anything she had packed in her Jeep for the trip that didnโt have a survival use and revealed to have hidden a duffle bag filled with an entire Army base worth of weapons under her bed for years. They set off towards Oklahoma that evening and Zaneta woke up the next day to find that her friends, who had set off without her, had been killed by a swarm of zombies, at least what sounded like zombies based on how it was described on the radio. After everything turned to shit, Zaneta and her mom roamed for a while before they finally found their way to Chicago. It wasnโt long before her mother started to show signs of drifting away. Sheโd leave for a few hours and come back just before dark. Then, one day, her mom got too brave and the wild look in her eyes made Zaney go after her. She doesnโt remember what happened after that, only that her mom didnโt come back, but she did. She assumes her momโs dead. After all, Zaneta returned with cuts on her hands and back, marrying up her forehead and cheek. It certainly didnโt help that she couldnโt remember anything that happened. Still, even though she canโt get answers about her wounds, she blames herself for her motherโs death. OTHER AND HEADCANNONS ____________________________________________________________________________ Unknown | #456593
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bumbles guthrie Jo
Member
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 _______________________________________________ | Aran โA.Jโ Ahmadov | 22 | cis male | bisexual | | college student and drug dealer | _______________________________________________   | APPERANCE ____________________________________________________________________________ Standing at 6โ3โโ, Aran is lanky and long. He stands like an Enderman, with long arms reaching out to grab things. He wears round glasses that manage to soften some of the features of his face, especially because heโs made of long, harsh lines. On top of his glasses, A.J. has dark brown curly hair. Itโs often in his face or forming a strange halo. Usually, Aran can be found wearing big, hefty sweaters with his favorite red low-top Converses. Heโs a simple guy, and he dresses like an indie kid, even during the apocalypse. PERSONALITY ____________________________________________________________________________ Bubbly | Attentive | Intuitive | Organized | Calm | Over-protective | Big-mouthed | Finicky |Deceptive | Eccentric As the glue of his college friend group, Aran is extremely aware of other people's needs and opinions. He ensures anyone and everyone feels welcome and loved. Believing in karmic justice, Aran does this in hopes of people reciprocating the kindness he spreads. Suffering from a sub-par high school social experience, he knows what it's like to feel left out, so he has a tendency to organize every social event and D&D game to a T. Aran can't have a brunch without giving everyone a place card, attempting to mix up the group and keep everyone in touch with each other. He's the one whoโs always messages the group chat first, asking everyone for an update on their lives. He would never exclude anyone, and he expects to be involved. In fact, he'll make himself involved. On top of being hyper-involved with everyone's lives and ultra-supportive, Aran is a calming presence. Perhaps it can come across as uncaring to the unfamiliar eye, but he's incredible at quieting a room of everyone's worries. In addition to this, he's able to read a room quickly, picking up on the minute details and intricate emotions. Because of this, he's the type of person to hug someone without needing to know what's going on. Due to his family's tendency to ignore him, Aran is an expert at making people feel loved and understood. He believes in being supportive without being pushy (or so he thinks). Aran doesn't need to know why you're crying, even if he's going to grill you once those tears dry up. Aran chooses to call his intense involvement in his friends' lives being over-protective. A less conservative judgment would be that he's overbearing and controlling. It comes from a good place, but he can't reel it in to a normal level. Oftentimes, he'll get into fights about what his behavior is classified as. So maybe he spent two hours Insta-stalking that girl you mentioned finding cute in your Psych class or he emailed your professor about you being sick... that just means he cares! He'll defend you to the very end, but he can't promise he won't cause bodily harm to the one who hurt you. Unfortunately, Aran also suffers from being a massive gossip. He can't seem to keep everyone's ideas to himself. This comes from his tendency to be "too much" when it comes to caring for others. He just needs to discuss with his nearest confidant about how to deal with your choice in significant other. There's an inherent attempt to do good with this also, but, obviously, he's telling everyone other people's business. On top of Aran's intense involvement in other people's lives, he's extremely particular about how things are done. He feels compelled to control everything, and if it isn't done the "proper way," he'll take over the entire situation. Aran will fix anything he feels wasn't done right. This makes him awful in group projects, but it can also annoy his friends, especially when playing D&D. He hates it when other people mess with his narrative, convinced his creativity is enough to create a magical experience for everyone. Overall, Aran is an awful collaborator. Aran can just... be a lot to handle. He's lovable, definitely, but he tends to be over-the-top about everything. Simple isn't a normal appearance when it comes to Aran. He prefers to call this eccentricity, like the type a billionaire who invests in flamethrowers or Beanie Babies has. Still, it's often more annoying than anything. He comes to every D&D meeting with mood music ready, a powerpoint of aesthetic pictures, and even props if he has the time. At his apartment, he has a collection of those plastic babies that are a meme except he paints them all and creates specialized name tags for them. They're essentially his form of an old woman's tchotchkes. Perhaps some of this is a strength, but it intensifies his other faults. Even before the games began to infiltrate his life, Aran is a master in the art of deceptiveness. He's able to live two different personalities simultaneously, and, when he gets caught, it tends to piss people off. He's either this hyper-organized, over-bearing, lovable geek or he's dealing weed at the next frat party. This makes him a fantastic liar by default. Aran can easily slip from one personality to the other, and he often feels terrible about it. He isn't a compulsive liar, but he does what he can whilst suffering a massive identity crisis. As one of the more classically nerdy people of the group, Aran still holds onto a lot of his freshman year passions (despite not really being that guy anymore). He's a Trekkie, rages about GoT (especially that last season), reads the books before the movies/tv shows, and frequents various fan-theory Reddits. Another remnant of his younger and much more innocent self is his "go-get-'em attitude". He doesn't use it for acing exams anymore, but it's still a huge part of Aran's personality. Now, he uses it to keep his double life a secret from his family and friends. Flying by the seat of his pants, Aran manages to be in two places at once, it seems. Determination is a guiding light for Aran, and he uses it for good and bad (depending on your interpretation). Spending a large amount of high school friends-less (or with shitty ones), Aran wore the label of "nerd" as a badge of honor. Although he's definitely grown past limiting his identity to one thing, he's still seen as the smart one by his peers- despite failing half of his classes this semester. Witty, without the wool pulled over his eyes, and a problem-solver, Aran is still as intelligent as he was in high school. Knowing that there are people much smarter than him, Aran has a tendency to overcompensate by being the leader of any function. Although his glaring flaws have the capability to make a group project or outing miserable, he's still the best one for the job. Unwilling to let obstacles get in his way, Aran will ride into the storm first, leading the pack into war. In a more practical sense, he's the type of guy to order water for the whole table at a restaurant so nobody sits in awkward silence and glaring at the waiter. BIOGRAPHY ____________________________________________________________________________ Living in Chicago his entire life, Aran has had only a few different places he's called home. His mother and father moved the family only once during his adolescence. And they only moved down the block to a bigger home after his father got a promotion. The wildest his living situation ever got (outside of living on his own) was when they lived with his dementia-ridden grandmother, for three months during their second home's renovations. A true bohemian, his grandmother was Maude from [italics] Harold and Maude [/italics] to the core; her house was shrouded in plants (a trait he picked up), sage-flavored incense (to which Aran question why she didn't just burn sage) constantly burned, and she read people's fortunes for a little extra retirement funding (which she promptly spent at the casino). His parents would call this the worst three months of their lives, but Aran calls it the best and the most formative. Aran suffers from classic middle child syndrome, and as a result, he often craves being the leader. Otherwise, he feels a bit lost in his role in life. However, this go-getter attitude also makes him the glue in many friendships. Aran is astounding at planning events and bringing everyone closer. He is always ready to put on a show for his DnD group, which is why it is a shame he was never good enough for school plays and musicals. Always the lowest-level tech assistant, never even a supporting character . . . But that is all behind him now. He has turned expectations around by being a masterful DM. The silly voices, the elaborate puzzles, the tricky plot twists โ it's all there. There are just a few small problems. Aran is from a very relaxed, happy suburban life. His parents, Moon and Kasem Ahmadov, work respectable, middle-class jobs. His siblings, Akara and Venus, have never gone off the deep end. His family doesn't even have a black sheep. Unless . . . he's the black sheep? As the only one to attend University of Chicago, Aran is the king of subverting his straight-laced parents' expectations. Akara, his older brother, is currently a first-year grad student at Harvard Law. Venus, whose name comes from the insistence of Aran's grandmother prior to her passing, is on the road to being a world-class pianist. As the only one predicted to have a sub-par career, Aran knows he's the odd thumb of the family. No one will acknowledge it, but he senses it's on everyone's minds, despite only communicating with his family via FaceTime and their group chat. As a teen, Aran always struggled to be seen. Even amongst his siblings, he felt ignored by them. Since there are a few years between him and Venus, they never really communicated about anything important. He was overly protective of her, as he is with all people, but she never understood his nerdy interests, only entertaining them when she had nothing else to do. Closer with his brother, Aran and Akara were troublemakers as children. They enjoyed playing harmless pranks on their schoolmates, parents, and especially their baby sister. However, as the two got older, they began to grow apart. Akara, despite having lackluster grades compared to Aran, was the star of the family, the prize. He was student body president all four years of high school, and he won several orator scholarships, leaving more than enough money to pay for Aran and Venus' college diplomas. Like Aran, Akara is also a problem-solver. The only problem is this has always outshone Aran and what he views as his most valuable asset: his ability to orchestrate everything. Even though he was valedictorian, his parents only gave him a pat on the back. Despite all this, he was close to his parents at one point. Before Venus was born, he was a bright-eyed and bushy-tailed kid, and his parents were always entertained by his antics, even when they got him in trouble. They used to stand by Aran and defend him against principles, critical relatives, and his own brother. "He's too sensitive... too nosey!" was a common complaint, but Kasem encouraged his youngest son to ignore them. "Most people just don't like that you know your ass from your mouth," he would tell Aran. His mother always encouraged him to be the person he is today, although perhaps a little less big-mouthed, saying, "Most people don't care... you do. Don't change that." All of this changed after the '08 crash and the family gained a member, only to lose a whole college fund's worth of money. Now, Aran is expected to find a money-making job to relieve all the stress of working extra hours (even with Akara paying largely his own way) so he could go to school. It was in high school that Aran faded into the background of his family, and he wasn't listened to anymore. All he got was criticism, the type his parents used to defend him against. As his only champion, his grandmother hosted Aran on days where he couldn't stand his parents fawning over Akara and Venus whilst no one talked about his working-a-job-and-getting-all-A's-feat. She picked up the torch his parents dropped, but she added her own twist. Encouraging him to abandon all hopes of impressing others into loving them, his grandma left an imprint on Aran forever. He'll often think of her when he lies to his parents over FaceTime, telling them he's happy and "staying out of trouble." His grandma always lived her life truthfully, even when it pissed off his mother or their extended family. As the only one who still embraces counter-culture, she is the spark that has led Aran to this double-life he lives, where he doesn't know if he's a geek still or if he's a party animal, pot-dealer-turned-filmmaker. Because of this, as one might imagine, losing his grandmother during freshman year hit Aran hard. However, it inspired him to live a fuller life. Knowing his grandmother would hate him mourning her or living a false life, he settled for an in-between. Following in his grandma's bare-foot, toe-ring studded footprints, Aran started his own cannabis business, or, as the layman would call it, he's a weed dealer. Growing it in the closet of his apartment, he's made the majority of his friends this past year through attending various ragers. In fact, he's only barely managed to scrape by the past semester because of trades of weed for free tutoring or straight-up cheating. He's made a decent amount of money from his business, and he's excited to use the money to backpack around Italy... Well, not anymore. Now, heโs got bigger fish to fry. OTHER AND HEADCANNONS ____________________________________________________________________________ Unknown | #adb80e
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Piper Wallace
Name
Piper Wallace
Pip (pronounced as it's spelled) (only by her father), Pip (pronounced Pipe)
age
Twenty-Four
gender
Female
Sexuality
Bisexual
Occupation
Journalist
Appearance
Piper is the tallest woman in her family, standing at roughly 5'8" without heels. She thanks her father for her height, and her mother for her physique. Slender, and seemingly delicate, she has the perfect body to be an excellent on air news personality. Thank God she didn't use it for that. Piper prefers her hair and eyes over her body though, with her brown hair an untamable mess, and her eyes a striking grey color. Overall, Piper knows she's pretty, but would rather everyone forgot about it.
The more Piper grew up, the less interested she was in clothing. Her wardrobe is rather simple. A few black skirts here, a few black pants there. Black pain shirts, boots. The only thing she wears that stands out is a black leather jacket, a gift from her father, that she cherishes and takes everywhere with her.
Personality
Piper never grew out of her rebellious stage. As a teenager, she wanted nothing more than to stick it to the man, even when that man was her father. Rejecting most forms of authority, she fought against her mother and step-father, as well as her teachers in school. The only one who could truly get to her was her father.
It wasn't until she graduated High School and moved in with her father that she began to calm down and mellow out. Piper is one to speak her mind when she feels it'll change things, or when she feels strongly enough about something. If she feels outmatched, though, she won't waste her breath on arguing.
Biography
Piper's early childhood was fantastic. Her mother and father were in love, and they all did everything together, as a family. She wasn't quite sure when everything changed. Alcohol consumed her father's spirit, turning a man that was larger than life into a sullen coward. Her mother and father both said that it was work (being a cop would do that), but Piper could tell that it wasn't. The way her mother moved around him, her body language, and the fact that they barely spoke anymore...It was something entirely different.
They divorced when Piper was eleven. Unable to live with her father due to his drinking habits, Piper rebelled against her mother instead. Trying to do everything she could to have the woman send her to live with her father, it became a rocky relationship for the two of them, and would stay that way until Piper turned eighteen. Packing her bags the moment she was able to, the young woman moved in with her father and the man that he would eventually marry.
Everything was wonderful. Life turned around drastically, the trio taking on the world, and having fun along the way. Pursuing a career in journalism, Piper soon parted ways with her father, moving to the big apple, New York City. Returning to Chicago from time to time to visit her father, she was living a life that she loved, independent and free.
FC | Eden Epstein / Color code | A775D6
Other
- This character is not disposable.
- Has been to five different countries.
- Can speak bits and pieces of Chinese, French and Spanish, but has never mastered any of them.
- Knows how to use a handgun.
- Pretty good at keeping calm under pressure. Zombies might be another story.
CollectorOfMyst
Member
Seen
10 days ago
APPEARANCE __________________________________________________________________________ In a crowd, Malachi wouldn't necessarily stand out. Short brown hair, brown eyes, a slight tan, and maybe a little on the taller side, he could be just any other college kid. He takes care of himself as best he can - semi-regular exercise has kept him in shape, if not athletic. He dresses nicely enough, for a college student - they're not necessarily the newest clothes, but they're practical, and he likes them. His wardrobe almost entirely consists of jeans and plaid shirts, with a number of jackets, tank tops and other items to add some variety. PERSONALITY __________________________________________________________________________ Compassionate | Dedicated | Reliable | Headstrong | Reclusive Malachi has always been distant from his peers, and responded poorly to many authority figures throughout his life. He doesn't actively push people away, but there is a wall that he has built around himself, and only a few people can break through it. The root of it is because of his childhood, but after a while, it just became... comfortable. On the other side of that, is a responsible and caring young man that refuses to give up. Once he's decided he's going to do something, he'll stick by it - even if it's reckless or it lands him in a spot of trouble afterwards. When it comes to animals or young children, Malachi isn't afraid to show a more vulnerable side of himself - he's often visibly happier when interacting with them, and he's good at comforting them and calming them down. BIOGRAPHY __________________________________________________________________________ Still working on this, so here's a synopsis Block 1- Childhood/early-mid teens. Malachi was essentially the caretaker of an ill or disabled family member (parent or sibling), meaning a lot of his time was spent between them and school, leaving little time for friendships or extracurriculars. Other family member (single parent if sibling, or uncle/aunt/grandparent if parent) would have been working constantly in order to support the ill relative's healthcare and other needs. Many teachers do not understand/know/ignore the situation, leading to Malachi's general disrespect. Block 2- Late teens. Support/therapy dog was acquired in the form of a 2-3 year old dog (german shepherd, golden retriever or mutt mix; all are irl support dogs used for this purpose), in preparation for Malachi starting at the nearby college. Unfortunately, due to the disability/illness, family member was hospitalised and didn't make it (they had specified DNR; Do Not Resuscitate). Cue small funeral, with Malachi and other family member being only relatives. Other family member makes sure Malachi gets to keep the dog. Block 3- Early 20s/present day. Malachi and dog are living alone in childhood house/maybe moved to apartment, studying (one of: premed/vetinary care/childcare/teaching). Other family member checks in with him periodically, but they and Malachi have a hard time connecting. Malachi spends most of his time at college or at home - still no extracurriculars or close friends. Mostly reads, watches TV/YouTube/Netflix, or takes dog on hikes. OTHER __________________________________________________________________________ #20B2AA
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Red7VII Magnificent Bastard
Member
Seen
2 mos ago
Name:
Rex Carmine
Age:
32
Skill:
โข Hunter - Proficient in tracking, marksmanship, archery and stealth
โข Primitive Survivalist - Proficient in setting up camp and living off the land
โข Animal Tamer - Proficient in training and caring for animals from dogs to livestock
Preferred Weapons:
โข 357 Magnum Revolver - A gun given to him by his late father. Rex only has a limited supply of bullets and the gun tends to be loud so it is only used in emergencies.
โข Compact Compound Hunting Bow - Small and light, this bow packs a punch without being cumbersome. Rex wears a custom sling that houses the bow across his back with an added quiver filled with crude bolts that he whittles himself.
โข Survival Knife - Whether he uses it as a weapon or a tool, Rex doesn't go anywhere without his knife.
Personality:
There are days when Rex embraces solitude. It's a simpler way to live in the midst of the apocalypse. Less mouths to feed, no need for suspicions about other peoples' motives. However, isolation has it's cost as well. In truth, Rex prefers the company of others and, when comfortable, can be quite funny, compassionate and fiercely loyal. However, if someone were to prove themselves unworthy of his friendship, he can be fiercely vengeful. He is low to trust, but once you've earned it, it's incredibly difficult to lose. He is also generous to a fault when it comes to those in his clan which whom he feels an obligation to protect. On cold, lonely nights, he is no stranger to brooding but he tries to keep his emotions in check.
He's got a love of drinking, smoking and gambling. In the times before the world turned upside down, he was a good ol' boy party animal raised on a ranch and brought up to enjoy the small things in life. Today, he still tries to embrace that mentality when he can, but the opportunities to do so are fewer and further between.
Brief Bio:
Rex was raised on his family's ranch. The sole son of his parents, he took over the property when they passed. He eventually found love in a woman named Nikki the two of them created a small picturesque family complete with their dog, a German Shepherd named King,
with a daughter on the way.
The beautiful dream life that Rex wove for himself soon came crashing down once the dead refused to stay that way. While Rex and King were out herding the cattle, the ranch house was quietly overtaken by walkers. A pregnant Nikki was alone, fending for herself against the shambling mass of grotesque horror. When Rex and King had returned, all they found inside the house were animated corpses, one of whom looked tragically familiar. The horde was too much to take on by himself so he decided to do the one thing he could to clear out the problem in one fell swoop; he set his familial home ablaze with the abominations trapped inside.
With no house, no more family and just his canine companion at his side, Rex fled his homestead and set off on his own, living off what nature provides and seeking companionship with the living or vengeance against the dead.
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Lu'Ella Frankenstein
[.hr]Name
Lu'Ella Frankenstein
Nicknames
age
26
gender
female
Sexuality
straight
Occupation
psychiatric nurse
Appearance
With tempting color of a ripe red apple her hair is pulled back with a simple hair clip unless tired or relaxing. Her light, clear jade eyes peer through red lashes watching with caution and alert. A galaxy of red freckles dance across her face and chunky hourglass body. At 5'7" at 162lbs you will never see her standing without confidence and an air of indifference.
Underneath her attire, usually scrubs, are hidden tattoos and stretchmarks, her favorite tattoo being a scalpel wrapped inside a lavender flower. She has a scar under her chin that no one really notices unless she looks up, and one on her left bicep. The only jewelry she adorns are diamond studs (three in each ear going biggest to smallest), and a matching short necklace.
Personality
Always quiet and observant, she searches to be mostly left alone and unbothered. This is to the point that she will not bother in others business even if an injustice is done before her. She doesn't care to impress or compete with anyone, but saying this she is not exactly cold to anyone that approaches her. She holds compassion but it is buried beneath reclusive nature
The only time she bothers stepping out of her reclusive nature is when it comes to ones she loves.
Biography
Growing up in a small town Lu'Ella learned a lot of things she believed was useless, but fun enough to do. Crafting, and sewing from her mother, and knives from her father(from throwing to fighting). Knowing she didn't want to be stuck in a small town for the rest of her life she study hard and thrived in school finding a job befitting her in Chicago. Giving her parents hope and sadness as she finds her own future.
Other
Carrying her work survival pack, a simple back pack carrying everything she needs for the long shifts she holds at her job. Her back pack contains two sets of clothes, light makeup, brush, water bottle, water bottle full of vodka, pain medication, feminine products, travel kit of hygiene, and a pack of smokes. In her purse is her favorite butterfly knife, pens, notepad, pink bouncy ball, sewing kit, a paperback book, charger, and phone
>list ][*]This character is not disposable...for now.
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