[OOC] Toxoplasmosa Outbreak

[DeadDrop]

we ready...?

[essends]

@DeadDropI believe we are set to begin IC posting, there doesn't have to be a specific first poster. We are all pretty separate as of now so anyone can post.

[dragonbutts]

I just gotta wrap up a couple things on the Toxo leader then I'll post him. Don't know if I'll finish tonight since I had to cancel plans already from feeling like shit. Maybe after sleeping a few more hours, I'll manage to finish.

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@dragonbuttsNo worries, take your time! There really isn't a set time for people to get their CS's in since this is a pretty open RP. (:

[Burning Kitty]

@BurningKitty a cartel backed hitman. i'm considering a modern sicario, making them a former commando in the mexican armed forces.

@apathy

Carson will allow him in to the compound but he would be treated like any Toxos who wanted to join
* not trusted
* no access to weapons
* confined to the compound unless otherwise stated
* supervised at all times
* additional restrictions may be added later
* as trust is earned restrictions will be lifted gradually

[Sol Grim]

Let me know if I should add more, I tend to suck at character sheets...

Johnny Blackburn

Character Name: Johnny Blackburn

GENDER: male

SEXUALITY: heterosexual

AGE: 33

RACE: Caucasian

GROUP: Loner

APPEARANCE:

Image

Faceclaim: Taylor Kitsch

Sub-sections: Wears a long sleeved collared shirt, grey colored with many pockets. Black pants and hiking boots. Usually has a silver zippo lighter/pack of smokes.

PERSONALITY: Johnny can be charming and funny when around friends/family or the public eye. Behind the scenes he's a lot more hot headed, egotistical and selfish. Puts himself before others.

HISTORY: Johnny was raised into a middle class family, receiving a proper education up until he was supposed to go to college. He went off on his own and pursued a career as a musician, much to the displeasure of his parents. However, over the course of four years he managed to get a record deal as well as a top ten rock single. Reaching fame in America, his career looked promising and to be long living.

Johnny was on tour with his rock band, The Grim, when the outbreak began. Their shows were cancelled when news broke of the infection, and like everyone else, he stayed in and waited it out. It wasn't long before chaos erupted around him, as one by one everyone he cared for seemed to be getting infected or getting attacked by other infected. He survived by hiding and running, now alone and looking for a new home.

SKILLS: Johnny doesn't have very many survivalist skills, being rich and famous, he never really had to work for much. He goes hunting but is a novice compared to his fellow hunters. However what he lacks in skill he makes up for in morale, as he is a natural leader type though it is unknowingly to him. He is also athletic and good at sneaking around, climbing walls and running away are his best chances at survival. Is considered to be lucky.
Sub-sections: Talented musician, singer/songwriter. Has an angelic voice and can play any instrument, though prefers guitar.

WEAPONS: Machete and his manager's .357 revolver.

OTHERS
Sub-sections: Theme music: Stranglehold by Ted Nugent

[essends]

@Sol GrimAwesome! He can have his weapon right away if you want, we will be starting a few months into the outbreak so most people are somewhat settled in their groups or as a loner and have some equipment. But! You don't have to have the weapon right away if you don't want to. (:

[apathy]

this is what i've come up with. just waiting to see if he's acceptable to the PMC.

My Hider

Name: Emilio Villalobos
Alias: Lobo
D.O.B: 8-13-83
Race: Hispanic/Nahua
Height: 5'6
Weight: 185 lbs

"I can do it, but what's in it for me?"

Description: His appearance is very much in line with his ancestry; a modern interpretation of a stoic Aztec warrior. Deep, dark eyes peer out from beneath a heavy brow. He keeps his hair closely cropped and grows little in the way of facial hair. His skin is a rich brown.  His dress tends to lean towards a more militant style, often in jungle tones.

History: Born in Southern California to undocumented migrants, Emilio spent much of his youth fascinated with tinkering with his family's electronics, showing a natural aptitude for mechanics and engineering.

Uprooted at the age of 13, Emilio and his family were deported  and sent back to his ancestral home Zihuatanejo, along the coast of Guerrero, Mexico.

Conscripted into the Mexican Navy, Emilio began his training where he performed exceptionally and found himself a member of the Naval Infantry Force (FIN) before receiving further training to join the elite ranks of the Fuerzas Especiales (FES) after distinguished service in Operation Sinaloa.

Growing disillusioned at the corruption and collusion amongst the Mexican government and its high-ranking military command, he retired and began working for a private security firm as a consultant. Work that quickly led to Emilio's involvement with a small cadre of former military and intelligence operatives that used the overt methods of the cartel and its clashes with the state to operate quietly; smuggling arms and contraband across the border into the Southwestern United States.

Reports of outbreaks were beginning to trickle into intelligence communities but action had yet to be taken. During a routine run into a rural area south of San Diego, Emilio and three others were besieged by a horde of plague-bearers. What had once been groups of families seeking a chance for a better life were now a tragic collection of gnashing teeth and guttural bellows.

Within days, he was the last of his group. Low on ammunition and supplies, Emilio had begun preparations for a final stand when contact was established with a group of survivors; a small detachment from Parris Security.

Skills & Talents

- Capable mechanic and engineer.
- Specializes in unconventional warfare, counter-terrorism and special reconnaissance operations.
- Certified sharpshooter with longest confirmed kill at a distance of 600m.
- 10+ years of combat experience have given him a keen mind and insight into battlefield strategy and intelligence gathering.
- Polyglot (English, Spanish and Nahuatl)
- Professional-level boxer, starting as a youth and continuing during his military career.

Field Equipment

- M4A1 (Primary)
- 30 Round Magazine
- Angled Foregrip
- TA31 ACOG Sight
- B5 SOPMOD Milspec Stock

- H&K MP5 (Secondary)
- 30 Round Magazine
- AN/PEQ-2 Laser
- XPS Holographic Sight
- Vertical Foregrip
- A3 Retractable Stock with Sling

- FN Five-Seven (Sidearm)

- Fairbairn-Sykes Fighting Knife (Melee)

- Interceptor Body Armor Ballistics Vest

- 5.11 Rush12 MOLLE Backpack
- IFAK attachment
- Entrenching tool and specialist survival gear
- Week supply of emergency rations
- 70 oz CamelBak canteen
- Rifle Sleeve for M4A1

[essends]

@apathyAwesome! I'm sure he will be. If not you're accepted into the RP either way. (:

@Burning Kitty

[Zoey Boey]

so, three story threads, then?

Toxo, PMC, and loners who maybe group up, or join one or the other.

try not to make PMC too OP, you guys better have a moral code or some weakness, otherwise a bunch of Call of Duty protagonists are going to stroll though zombie-town like an action movie.

[DeadDrop]

why 3 threads

[essends]

@Zoey WhiteAgreed, don't want power-players finding their way here haha. Also @DeadDrop I don't think @Zoey White meant three literal threads, just that there are three different types of groups as of now. All of us will be rp-ing here in IC together. (:

[Burning Kitty]

try not to make PMC too OP, you guys better have a moral code or some weakness, otherwise a bunch of Call of Duty protagonists are going to stroll though zombie-town like an action movie.

@Zoey White

Most of the Security Contractors are overseas. I’m assuming they are dealing with the zombies over there as well or dead.

The majority of the residents at the Parris Security compound are the noncombatant staff, janitors, secretaries, security guards, accountants, PR, HR, mechanics, etc.

Some of them are being trained to defend themselves and the compound others were forced into more mundane tasks like farming.

@apathy Welcome to Parris Security.

[essends]

@Burning Kitty@apathyYay!

[dragonbutts]

Well, well, well! He is finally here! Our fearless Toxo leader! I was so tempted to give him a bat but that would have been too much lol (*whipsers* I'm still tempted damnit).

The fearless Toxo leader

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G E N D E R

↳ Male

S E X U A L I T Y

↳ Bisexual

A G E

↳ Thirty-four

N A T I O N A L I T Y

↳ British

G R O U P

↳ Leader of Toxo

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A P P E A R A N C E

↳ Ryder thinks himself quite the handsome fellow, which... he is. His British accent only adds to his attractiveness. He has a bronze tan skin tone, getting it from his father, his complexion smooth and clear besides a few scars gained from the roughness of the new world. His worse scar is an old knife wound, a nasty jagged thing above his right shoulder blade. That had been a painful one, and the person who delivered it hadn't lived much longer. He is quite fit. Before the outbreak, he made time for the gym, keeping himself lean and muscular. He also took classes on kickboxing, and self-defense. Now, he is always moving, and his body has only gotten more lean as a result.

Ryder has brown eyes, not the ones that are flat, but the ones that are deep and dark. The type of brown that people can get lost in. It helps he has dark eyelashes, making them pop more. He keeps his hair chopped short, the color almost black, his bangs always pushed back by his fingers. He always has facial face, something bordering a five o'clock shadow, yet a little thicker than that. Even today, he keeps up with his appearance, because he thinks looks are important, even in this world. He wants people to know he has the means to take care of himself.

His outfits are nothing elaborate. Before the outbreak, it was almost always suits. If it wasn't a suit, it was dress pants, and a tucked in shirt. Now, he wears jeans and heavy biker boots. He always has a t-shirt on with a leather jacket over the top. The thicker the clothing, the better. Harder to break and bite through. When he goes outside of the ranch, he wears a bulletproof vest under his clothing. Another item he keeps under his clothing, at all times, is this necklace.

P E R S O N A L I T Y

↳ It isn't uncommon for those people who grew up poor to want more for themselves once they are older. It is common, however, that they did not get that more, and end up like their parent(s). Ryder was not one of those people. Ryder did not want to end up like his parents. So, he threw himself into his dedication to work early on. It formed that hard-working, one-track mind attitude Ryder still has today. He was nothing like his peers; while they were being kids, cutting up, hanging out, going to prom, he was always working. Be it working out, or trying to figure out how to utilize the future business degree he'd earn, Ryder had always found comfort in being productive and hard-working.

That isn't to say Ryder didn't have any friends. He was surprisingly popular in school, perhaps because he was so charming and funny. He hasn't lost those two traits, either. He carried his charm and humor with him, letting it leak into his business skills, gaining the trust and approval of many business partners. He kept a tighter hold on his sarcasm, though. However, that was before the outbreak.

Ryder was cold and standoffish before the outbreak, but it only increased after. He believes the best way to survive is to be cold and hard. He is a very violent and cruel man, but only if he thinks somebody deserves it. He isn't unnecessarily cruel. He only is when he thinks he can justify it. He is strong-willed and stubborn, challenging those around him often, to weed out those who may turn on him later. He does not play games, and doesn't like beating around the bush. He is bluntly honest, and cusses like a sailor. He can't stand liars or rapists, and will quickly punish them. It isn't hard for Ryder to read people, either. He watches people, learns their mannerisms and habits, and uses those against them if need be.

Though, once somebody gains his trust, and becomes a part of his "family," they'll see a different side of him. Ryder is very charming and actually kind to those he likes or cares for. He's thoughtful and concerned, looking out for those he considers an ally. He's also fiercely loyal, and will stand up for anybody in his circle. He can be a bit crude, though, and he is very sarcastic at times. He may say inappropriate things, but he would never do inappropriate things. He does not show anything further than that. His softer emotions are kept to himself. He has a tight grip on his emotions, and it's very rare he loses that tight grip.

Be weary, though. Just because somebody is in Ryder's circle, and he's comfortable with them, doesn't mean they can do whatever they want. He still keeps an eye on people, even those close to him, and makes sure they don't step out of line. They can joke with him, even be sarcastic towards him, but it's hard to pin down what will make Ryder grow serious or keep him in a joking mood. It seems like it changes everyday, but that is actually done on purpose. Ryder doesn't want anybody too comfortable in his presence. He likes to be sure people are always on edge around him, not expecting his next move, so he stays unpredictable.

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H I S T O R Y

↳ It would probably surprise most of the Toxo members if they knew what their fierce leader did before the outbreak. He doesn't seem like the type to sit behind a desk and be the CEO of a company, but that is exactly what Ryder did. Ryder lived all his life in the UK, growing up in a poor family that struggled to keep their bellies full. Ryder hadn't wanted that life when he got older, and so, he worked hard for scholarships, and got into one of the best business schools of the country. Ryder had built his own company upon a very harsh and careless business ideal. He would buy failing businesses - usually local mom and pop ones - for a cheap price, taking advantage of desperate people. After all, he knew what desperation could do to a person.

He would then turn the business around, and sell it for a high price. Of course, he had his loses, but his business had been thriving. He had worked almost his whole life to make this business what it was before the outbreak. It was a successful and huge business, making him a millionaire. He wasn't completely heartless. His parents and little sister had a place in his heart, and he gave them the luxurious life they had never achieved themselves. Or, so he had tried. His father was too prideful to accept the help. His mother was disappointed in what his business stood for. His little sister actually enjoyed the poor, drifter life she was growing into. She left when she turned nineteen, and he hadn't heard from her again. He couldn't convince his father to take money, but he eventually convinced his mother. Again, desperation. He began secretly sending her checks, and, surprisingly, his father didn't ask questions. Ryder had known his father would take the help in secret, because they were not that well off.

Afterward, Ryder had lost contact with his sister, and rarely spoke to his parents. It hurt him, but he had been through pain before. He pushed through, throwing himself into his work like he always did. He didn't have time for love or family anymore. He only had time to make this business the best it could be. He had his fair share of flings, or short-term relationships, but nothing had ever stuck. He was married to his company, and that was just fine with him. Relationships were hard work. He had enough of that on his plate.

Eight months before the outbreak, Ryder flew out to America. He had never been before, but a rich man, Henry Weber, had showed interest in his business. Henry wanted to open a branch in the states. Ryder had thought the idea had some meat. California was full of failing businesses, with Hollywood and all that. Once again... desperate people. Ryder's business fed off of those, after all. He flew out to California, meeting with Henry and beginning to talk business. He would only be there for a half week. He wanted to see the location for the building, the blueprints, get all the paperwork straightened out, make sure he could trust Henry. If he had said yes, that is.

He was liking the idea the more time he spent there, and Henry seemed to be as fierce and dedicated as himself. Ryder found himself attracted to Henry, but he did not mix work and play. They came to an agreement, and he flew back to the UK. Naturally, he kept contact with Henry. Their conversations began shifting from business to personal, and Ryder found himself beginning to text more than he ever had before. Two months later, he flew back to California, to see the opening of this American branch.

After the opening, Henry and Ryder went to celebrate over drinks. They ended up spending all night, and majority of the next day, together. Ryder had never been in-love before, but he was pretty sure he was falling for this amazing man. He had to go back home, yet he never lost contact with Henry. Ryder was back in California more than twelve times over the span of six months. He had planned a two week vacation with Henry a week before the outbreak.

It was a simple vacation, getting lost in each other in a private cabin in the hills of California. They were off the grid for two weeks, and Ryder was seriously beginning to think he could marry Henry. He was everything Ryder hadn't realized he was dreaming of. He made him a better version of himself, and vice versa. Imagine their shock and surprise when they returned after a week the outbreak had been running rampant. It was instant survival mode for the two love-birds.

They discovered it had spread to California just a week earlier, by a newspaper clipping they had found. It was strange, going from a paradise in the privacy of the hills, to a Hell in the form of ravenous creatures and humans alike. They had gathered as many supplies as they could, intending to go back to their paradise, but they had just been thrust into this new world. They hadn't been properly prepared, and they were split up. Ryder searched, and searched, and searched, yet he could not find Henry. He only found a necklace that was Henry's, and Ryder could only assume the worse.

Devastated, he pushed on. He would never stop hoping Henry would appear, but he had to continue his own survival. It was hard, at first, but he found other survivors. He began to build his own group, then they happened upon a ranch by the name of Whispering Pines Ranch. He was immediately taken with the place. It could be a fortress, yet the old fools in charge didn't want it to be such. Ryder saw the ranch as a failing business that needed his help. But, this wasn't the old world. This was the new world.

Robert Pines had been the first person he had murdered. It wasn't a kill in self-defense; it was a brutal murder. His two friends followed, and then their families. It wasn't hard to take control of the ranch. It was like running another business, building it up to turn it over for a profit. The profit, in this case, would be safety and power. He loves what he has turned the ranch into, and he will not let anybody take it away from him.

Unknown to anyone else, he hopes, one day, he finds his Henry in good health, as unlikely as that is.

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S K I L L S

↳ Charisma is one of Ryder's strongest skills. He can use his words like a weapon, sharp and cutting, or like a salve, smooth and cooling. He is also very strategic, something that he gained during his many years in his type of business. Because of his previous work-out schedule, he has longer stamina and more strength than the average person. He is also skilled at hand-to-hand combat, which has only gotten better. He has gotten better with weapons, both melee and ranged, due to the outbreak.

W E A P O N S

↳ Ryder has a pretty nice range of weapons to choose from because of the armory on the ranch. Though, he does have his favorites, and the ones he always leaves camp with. He always leaves with a gun. Just a simple Glock 19, nothing special. That is for emergencies. He has two daggers that he slips into each boot, for those just in case moments. He makes sure to have brass knuckles in his pocket, ready to slip on at a moment's notice. He also brings a machete, because why the fuck not, and sometimes a crossbow for range. Though, he usually has people with him that have ranged weapons. He may mix these up, though it's rare. But, his favorite weapon, the one he makes sure to never leave without, is a baseball bat. That sounds ridiculous, but the sturdy bat has nails embedded into the wood, so it causes for a deadly swing. There's something about smashing the bat into somebody's head and watching it crush in on itself that makes Ryder giddy.

O T H E R

↳ Ryder loves a smooth cigarette at the end of a hard day. If you want some brownie points... find cigarettes. His favorite are Lucky Strike. You're welcome.

[essends]

@dragonbuttsAhhhh! I am so excited to read this. (Bats are always good... )

[dragonbutts]

@Aamaya do not tempt me more! (aye, what if his bat had nails instead of barb wire? lmao)

[Cio]

Sonya is ready~

Hider

Character Name

Sonya Reyes a.k.a “Blue”



"You’d make a nice target for my newest experiment."

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GENDER
Female

SEXUALITY
She doesn’t care for labels. Has had both boyfriends and girlfriends in the past; mostly the latter.

AGE
29

ETHNICITY
Half-hispanic

GROUP
Leader of the infamous ex-group Blue Molotov. Loner.

APPEARANCE

Sonya looks rather gruesome when you face her. Not many people have actually seen her and lived, since she usually shows around only to wreck a place and take what she needs. The woman has dark, messy hair that has the washed out remnants of blue dye on them. Her face is flat and angular, and she almost never smiles genuinely. Her lean body is covered with asymmetrical freckles, and she is seldom seen without a dark set of clothing.
Perhaps the most eye catching (pun intended) feature of Sonya is her left eye, which is greyish blue in colour. Sonya happens to have heterochromia, a condition in which a person’s eyes are two different colours, most often brown and blue. This is Sonya’s case, too.

Clothes: Military boots, big pocketed military pants, black tank top, dark jacket. Backbag.

PERSONALITY
Sonya is rather reserved, level-headed and can be brutal, but she is one to enjoy a good drink with a friend. Sonya is the leader type, bold and sure. She isn’t someone you want to get vulnerable with if she doesn’t like you, because she will use it as a weapon later on.
Blue is motivated, a survivor at heart, and will protect those she gets attached to with her entire life. She feels soul-wrenching guilt for letting her group down and has a hard time letting herself get close with anyone. She is the kind of person to avenge people’s deaths, and can be very emotion-driven, even irrational, under her stoical shell.
Sonya feels everything strongly despite not showing it with her face. She thinks attack is the best defence, and beats herself up if she ever makes a mistake, no matter how small.

HISTORY
Sonya was never anyone remarkable. She was born into a low-income family with a chain smoker of a mother and a father that was barely around. The girl was always a bit rough around the edges, keeping her friends close and enemies even closer. After graduating, Sonya took an apprenticeship at a local garage, learning the skills of a mechanic while practicing her homemade experiments on the side. She had always been interested in chemistry, but had no money to go to college.

Once the outbreak began, Sonya’s life turned a new leaf. She had no choice but to join a group, as she wouldn’t have survived alone. Joining a rather harsh group named Blue Molotov, founded by an old Russian man, Sonya’s life headed uphill despite the zombie outbreak. The crew became her family and she quickly rose to be the right-hand man of the boss of the group.

It wasn’t long until the leader passed away, leaving the young Sonya the leader of his people. She took the responsibility with pride, leading the group through many others and making the name known among other survivors.
However, it was all to come to a gruesome end. Sonya’s group was ambushed in the dark of the night after Sonya had made the wrong call of not moving camp even though they all knew the zombies were heading towards them.
Her whole group was slaughtered by the infected, and the ones that weren’t… There was nothing Sonya could do. They would all then become infected, forcing a shaken Sonya to flee with a traumatised heart and a burden of immense guilt. She hasn’t let herself join a group ever since.

SKILLS & WEAKNESSES

Style:
Stealth / Aggressive / Close to mid-range combat

Technical & survival:

• Good with anything lifeless (motors, explosives)
• Rubbish at first-aid, never learned how to sew.
• Improviser, repair skills
• Escape artist
• Level-headed
• Kind of an alcoholic, to be honest

WEAPONS
Ranged:

• Molotov cocktail (explosive, causes burns, can be lethal)
• Stun grenade (immobilizes targets, non-lethal escape measure)
• Pipe bomb (can be lethal)
• Ruger LCP (handgun, can be lethal -- obviously)

Melee:

• Ice pick
• Swiss army knife (multi-use, not really a viable weapon)

OTHERS

• Big fan of some alcoholic beverages. Wash out the bad memories, so to speak.
• Sonya is a bit ambidextrous
• She and her former group are mostly known, although nowadays Sonya takes it as a curse rather than a blessing, as she simply wants to disappear.

[essends]

@CioYay! Go ahead and add her to the character page! Looks great.

@dragonbuttsJust read all his info, love it! I think a bat with nails sounds preeeeetty amazing.

[essends]

@CioBtw, love your FC..