Soooooo...I'm going to pick up the GM torch where it was dropped just before the guild fell. I'm putting up a quickly thrown together OOC for us to get things moving with, and the rest will come after we're all settled in.

Basically, we're sorta picking up where we left off, only splitting people up even more. Shelton can probably explain better, since my brain is fried from Chemistry and Statistics, but I'm posting this as the OOC for the night. Feel free to start posting Character Sheets. :) This RP is staged about a year later, and it's located in Washington state. Just have common sense about your characters. :)

I'll update this first post often as I can in the next few days. So, pay attention to things that may be added with an "edit" tag beside them.

Character Sheet Template-

Name:
Age:
Gender:
Race: (if you enter human you are automatically denied)
Appearance: (no anime, pics heavily preferred)
Clothing: (remember this is about a year AFTER the apocalypse so be reasonable and realistic)
Equipment: (see above)
Weapons: (see above)
Bio/Background: (this can be only a few sentences, just give us a rough idea of how they got to where they are)
Occupation Pre-Apocalyse:

Note, if you don't erase the notes in parentheses next to each section in the CS skeleton, you WILL be denied.

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Accepted Characters

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I didn't join until the middle of TWD Northwards, so I can only relate what I saw. Basically, there was a group that formed in some of the north-western states that migrated around a lot, gained and lost characters and did cool stuff much like the show's cast. They holed up in a school for a while and my character Matt (whom my username is based off of) a US Army Captain, arrived during this period. He remained with the group for six months, acting as a head of Security and organizing a small and effective militia to defend the group, occasionally butting heads with the more pacifist members of the group. A zombie horde of a little over a thousand rolled into town without warning one day and the Captain, aided by several militiamen, evacuated the women and children while his Lieutenant and the rest of the group led the defense of the school. Hundreds upon hundreds of Walkers were slain but in the end there were too many and the school as overrun, killing most of the group of 40+ including Shelton's Lieutenant who died (along with several comrades) leveling the school to distract and trap some of the walkers while a few others escaped into the wild. Over the next few months, Matt became the leader of his own group made up of several militiamen and the old group's women and children as well as a young woman, Shan, whom he formed a romantic relationship with. Unbeknownst to this group, the rest of the main cast had also survived and formed their own group further away, in (of all places) a different school. These two groups came close to meeting and reuniting on a few occasions but fate always stepped in and prevented their interaction. Jackson, a hardened criminal and ex-security contractor arrived in the area of Matt's group with a band of raiders towards the end of the RP. Shan, the Captain's aforementioned girlfriend, left on her own to find the school group or at least evidence of their survival and was captured by a roving patrol of Jackson's who beat and attempted to rape her. Shan narrowly escaped for a brief period but was quickly discovered again by the same patrol, now short one member (By her doing) and looking for revenge. The Captain arrived then, having tracked her to the bank where the ambush took place and expertly beat down and crippled one of her surviving assailants, chasing the other into an alley and feeding him to a pack of Walkers. The Captain then (to the dual horror and satisfaction of Shan) tortured the surviving Raider for information on his group and leader, then hanged him from a light post with an American flag patch stabbed into his chest as a message/calling card. He and Shan then made their escape to a secluded area of the town just as Jackson and his raiders showed up to answer the patrol's distress call. They found the corpses of their comrades and were briefly distracted by Matt setting off some .50 caliber machine gun rounds as a diversion. The couple shortly thereafter made their escape and returned home safely with Jackson and Matthew swearing revenge/declaring war on each other.

The roleplay then died. Unless the roleplayer controlling Jackson and Jamie (one of the militiamen in Matt's group) decides to join the RP (and the new guild for that matter) it will be mentioned in passing that both died over the course of the roleplay, prior to the group moving deeper into Washington were they now reside.

Any old RPers from Northwards, feel free to correct me.

Name: Shanelle " Shan" Berry
Age: 23
Gender: Female
Race: Caucasian
Appearance:


Clothing - Tattered and torn skinny jeans stuffed into severely scuffed combat boots. She wears a tank top, under a tattered black hoodie.

Equipment - A Taurus revolver with no ammo (.357 Magnum), and a knife that she carries religiously, after the attack. She also carries a broken watch that she picked up while searching for the rest of the group. (I will have her pick up more shit as she moves around).

Weapons: See above

Bio/Background: Shan is a mute, losing her voice as a psychological and medical issue following her rescue from a house fire that killed both her parents. She was with Travis when the apocalypse started, clinging to him after he rescued her from her dorm room. Now they are separated, and she holds onto the one thing she has left of him…a watch.

Occupation Pre-Apocalypse: Full time Student

I might be interested in joining this rp, will you guys be accepting new characters?

Name: Matt "Ghost Soldier" Shelton
Age: 24
Gender: Male
Race: Caucasian
Appearance: Crouching at left
Clothing: Tan cargo pants, combat boots, black Under Armor shirt, OD green work shirt, black baseball cap, Kevlar police gloves
Equipment: Coyote brown patrol pack (contains: hammock, fire starter kit, hygiene kit, change of clothes, x3 MREs, sharpening stone, weapon cleaning kit, batteries, map, compass, mini-binoculars, homemade jerky, x3 extra rifle magazines, first aid kit, emergency blanket, Multicam Gore-Tex jacket, Beretta M9, Desert Eagle Mk XIX, Luger P08)
UCP-pattern SPCS (Plate Carrier) with x2 Double-mag pouches, hydration carrier, IFAK,
x240 rounds of 5.56x45mm NATO/.223 Remington (total)
x66 rounds of 9x19mm Parabellum (total)
x9 rounds of .357 Magnum (total)
Weapons: M16A4 with ACOG scope & tac-light, Glock-17 with night sights, M9 Bayonet, Spyderco Endura folding knife
Bio/Background: (begins where summary ends) Matt and his militiamen eventually started a month-long guerilla campaign against Jackson's 50+ strong group of Raiders, picking them off one at a time with booby traps/IEDs, sniper fire, Walker attacks, etc. This however led to an eventual attack on the group's hideout which forced the militiamen into an open fight. Matt and company, through various booby traps and several hundred rounds of ammunition, wiped out the bulk of Jackson's forces, punching a hole in their ranks and allowing the Captain and his younger companion/fellow Army veteran, Jamie, to make their way to Jackson and his Lieutenants. Jamie gunned down Jackson's guards and inner circle without notice using a silenced M9 while the Captain snuck up on Jackson himself, attacking him in hand-to-hand combat. Jackson shot Jamie in the chest with his personal sidearm, a Desert Eagle MkXIX, mortally wounding the young soldier. Matt wrestled the weapon away and turned it on Jackson, shooting him through the chest and taking cover behind a Humvee while Jackson's remaining forces opened fire on him. Jamie died in his arms and Matt, as a final favor to his friend, stabbed him in the base of the skull, puncturing his brain and peacefully preventing his reanimation. Jackson was not given the same courtesy and reanimated. One of the raiders held Matt at gun point, intent on using him as a bargaining chip against the rest of the group, but was ironically attacked from behind and killed by a reanimated Jackson, who Matt then dispatched himself, killing the Raider Chief a second time. The remainder of Jackson's forces however were unfazed and set fire to the group's home, luring every Walker in the area straight to them. Matt and his remaining soldiers wiped out most of the Raiders, scattering the rest and sending them retreating into the forest. The entire group was killed save for Matt and Shan who escaped into the forest, relentlessly pursuing the Raiders. Over the next several days, the grief stricken couple hunted the Raiders like animals, picking them off with wire traps, sniper shots and occasionally knives to the throat, leaving their bodies hung from trees and stripped of any useful equipment. Once the last one had been killed, the couple replenished their supplies as best they could, and set off into the vast wilderness at the base of the Olympic Mountains of Washington, surviving in the wild by hunting and foraging, far from the massive hordes of Walkers that now roamed the cities and towns.
Occupation Pre-Apocalyse: US Army Special Forces Officer with combat experience in the Afghan Mountains

Note.
The Desert Eagle is a trophy taken from Jackson, the raider boss.
The Luger P08 is a trophy taken from the leader of a Neo Nazi gang.
The Beretta M9 is a keepsake passed from his friend Desmond to his friend Jamie who was killed in combat with Jackson's forces.

Please note, the nickname "Ghost Soldier" is not an ego indulgence, it's what the Raiders came to call him during his month long Guerilla campaign against them. He is not referred to by this title by anyone other than them, and they're all dead so...

Name: Travis Ranier
Age: 23
Gender: Male
Race: Caucasian
Appearance:

Clothing: A hoodie, over a worn out tshirt, and a pair of jeans. He has scavenged a decently new pair of converse from a department store.

Equipment: A small pack with food that he's picked up and water. Ammo for his compact shotgun, and a buck knife.

Weapons: Compact Remington 870 Express 12 Gauge shotgun, and a buck knife.

Background: Since he met her, he lived his life to make Shan's life easier. With her disability, life was hard for her. Now, he's been separated from her for months, only to come back and find her 'canoodling' with a man that he never respected/appreciated in the first place.

Occupation Pre-Apocalypse: Computer Technician/Shan's right hand man.

We are accepting new characters. :) Just post a sheet.

Name: Elliot Roman
Age: 19
Gender: Male
Race: Caucasian
Appearance:
Clothing: He has on a baggy pair of black cargo pants with dozens of pockets all over, some have obviously been stitched on, whether pre or post apocalypse however is up for debate. He has on a loose fitting light blue button up that has been torn and restitched all over, again up for debate when the sticking was done. Underneath that he has an old tank top undershirt on, and over it is a black trench coat, spotted and stained, well worn, but also well cared for. As with the pants pockets have also been stitched on all over the coat. He has on a pair of black gloves and a black baseball cap
Equipment: Among his many pockets there are two packs of cards, matchboxes of various levels of fullness, several small sewing kits, two utility knives, and a compass. He also has several watches, from cheap knockoffs to real deal Rolexes pairs of keys to God and he only knows and wallets belonging to a motley assortment of individuals, noticeably none being him. He carries a messenger bag over his shoulder and inside of it he has a large map of North America, with paths highlighted in different colors and notes made on different cities, about everything from who was nice there before the outbreak to how many infected the city would have in it approximately, he also has similarly detailed country, regional, and local maps, several notebooks, that he has used as everything from sketchpads to journals to plot outliners for manifestos. He also has several pens an pencils, with lead sharpeners and extra erasers.
Weapons: He carries a crowbar on his hip at all times, and a Glock 22 he stole off a cop at some point during the outbreak. It only has one bullet left. That's his rule, he has always kept one bullet left.
Bio/Background: Elliot grew up in LA and while he was bright things at home were less then swell. No need to get into the rough details, lets just say his mom was better off when his dad didn't wake up one morning. She did however leave him behind which, in his mind at the time, was alright to him. He was smart, charismatic, and young, fourteen with nothing to lose. He left home with nothing but the clothes on his back to travel the world.
That dream fell short somewhere around Ventura, but he picked up stealing and panhandling pretty well, pickpocketing came naturally to him, and when he started hustling he really did make enough to live off of, he was charismatic and clever, and best of all he had quick hands and a smile that could captivate a crowd while his nimble sticky fingers emptied all their wallets.
He eventually did follow his dream of traveling the world, though not quite as widely as he had envisioned when he first set out. He traveled all over the US, buck the boarder up top and down bellow and back again, and he noted everything he thought worth it down either on his maps or his notebooks. He lived on the streets sure, but it wasn't that bad for him, he accepted, he adapted, he survived, and in a lot of ways he even thrived.
Occupation Pre-Apocalyse: He was homeless, a panhandling, hustling, pickpocket, and a thief and a pretty darn good one.

Do you two mind if I transfer my characters from the other RP here? I already have details on how they've moved North West since moving west was their original plan.

Please do, who were your original characters?

They're from a separate "The Walking Dead" RP that we participated in. I played Clover and the three in her group: Carter, Skylar and David. I also played Kane, Axel and (Actually I forget the last guys name...)

Basically I've pushed the timeline for their story forward and so now it's just Clover and Carter right now. Kane and the other guy whose name I've somehow forgot I'll reintroduce much further down the road.

Well I spent my entire night fudging around with my new wifi. My macbook apparently decided to throw a temper tantrum due to the new settings, and refused to connect to the internet.

A long and miserable night finished, I shall work on this tomorrow night sometime. Until then, everyone can feel free to keep posting sheets/chatting around.

Ignore this post...I ruined my CS with my sutpid cellphone. I'll redo it a little later.

So my assumption is that it's everybody in here has watched all the seasons of walking dead up until now?

It's preferable that they have, but not mandatory. As long as they understand the basics and the atmosphere.

I'm thinking about writing up a character but I'm not certain on some details just yet, like where we all would be starting out, or how we would be meeting up? From what I can tell things went to shit with the old group right, with not too many survivors left? Would that mean that the survivors have fled/moved on or would it be taking place wherever the previous events did and continuing with that war path that seemed to have started? This does seem interesting, I hope an amazing RP follows. :)

Name: Henry Stoner
Age: 33
Gender: Male
Race: Caucasian
Appearance:

Clothing: Blue jeans, black boots, white tank top, light blue shirt, black denim jacket.
Equipment: He carries a backpack in which he carries some spare clothes in the form of a grey t-shirt, a hoodie and a pair of cargo pants, both black. In the backpack he also has an LED flashlight and some extra CR123 batteries that go with it, a Benchmade 950 SBK folding knife(for utility purposes), a 1.5L bottle of water(three quarters full), four cans of food(3 fish and one pork), two 15 round Beretta 92FS magazines(one empty, one full); three 30 round AK magazines(one empty, two full), a threaded barrel and a Gemtech suppressor for his Beretta, a 50 round box of .9mm rounds 147 gr. JHP(35 rounds left in the box) and a large map of the United States.
Weapons:
- Gerber Gator Kukri;
- Beretta 92FS .9mm handgun(9 rounds left in the magazine);
- Polish AKMS 7.62x39mm underfolder(18 rounds left in the magazine);
Bio/Background: Henry was born in Brooklyn, New York City. in a family of british imigrants. When he was 6 they moved to New Orleans, Louisiana, because his father found a good job there. In time he managed to open up a transport company which did pretty good over the years. After finishing university and doing a couple of jobs here and there, Henry started a business of himself, instead of suceeding his father at his transport company. Henry opened up a night club, at the age of 28, and taking his life long friend Jayden as partner. When the whole mess started, last year, Henry took whatever was useful and left New Orleans together with his partner and friend Jayden, with the destination Seattle, Washington. Henry's girlfriend Mary lives there. The two met on Facebook two years ago and even visited each other a couple of times too. Last time they talked was one week after the apocalypse right before Henry's cellphone went out of battery. Mary was still alive but very scared. Henry promised to her that he will come to get her. Now one year later, Henry and Jayden finally reached the state of Washington. He prays his girlfriend is still alive and that somehow he will find her.
Occupation Pre-Apocalyse: Owner of a night club in New Orleans.

A CS for Jayden coming up soon.

Guys...I'm so so so sorry it has taken me so long to get to these CS approvals. I'm going to make the final decision after talking it over with Shelton, but I didn't realize how busy I would be the first few weeks of class. Until it slows down, I will be in and out, but once I get you guys moving, it wont be so bad. :)

Bear with me, please, and I'll make an amazing RP for you guys. :D

No worries, at least from me, I'm just excited to see it get started