[CHAR] ♥ Really, Another Zombie Story!? ♥ (OPEN & ACCEPTING)

[morbidity]

◄ Name ►

Liliya Petrov

◄ Nickname ►

Lily, The Russian Doll

◄ Age ►

19

◄ Gender ►

Female

◄ Sexuality ►

Pansexual

◄ Where They Reside ►

Poor side of LunaVale

◄ Personality ►

+ Cautious + Cheeky + Logical +
- Bitter - Argumentative - Irritable -

◄ About Personality ►

To assume Liliya's personality to be as doll-like as her looks would hinder anyone's plan to take advantage of the girl. Although, as witty as the girl is, she still has her many flaws. She's vindictive and never backs down from a fight, which almost always gets her in trouble. It's hard to stray her from her path and it's harder to get her to play nice, unless there is a clear motive. She takes humor in a lot of odd situations, and always cracks jokes at the wrong time.

◄ Appearance ►

Has albinism which only effects her hair and skin color pigments, meaning she has almost white hair and very pale skin. Liliya has olive eyes and a lightly freckled nose. She stands at 5'3" and is 119lbs. She has a large scar that travels down her back from her left shoulder all the way down towards the middle of her back. As a single tattoo on her right wrist. Liliya has a constant skepticism in her eyes, and is almost always wearing a black hoodie to cover herself from the sun.

◄ Life Before the Apocalypse ►

Liliya was originally from the streets of Moscow, Russia, however, at age 15 she and her mother fled to Canada after Liliya's father was gunned down by a Russian mob. After arriving at LunaVale, Liliya and her mother tried incredibly hard to live as normal of lives as they could. Unfortunately for them, this would be an impossible task. Liliya's mother had succumbed to drug use and let it get the better of her, dying on Liliya'a 17th birthday. From there on Liliya lived on the streets, making do by working as a thief-for-hire.

◄ Skills ►

Liliya is incredibly gifted in the 'art of stealth.' Or as she calls it, her 'sneaky-sneak' time.
Lockpicking & Pickpocketing.
She is mediocre with guns.

◄ Anything Extra ►

-Has a thick Russian accent-
-Always carries a handgun on her hip-
-Enjoys vodka a little too much-
-Refuses to celebrate her birthday-

[SgtSlayer]

Name:
Nicki Saeed

Nickname:
Nick

Age:
34

Perceived Gender:
Female

Sexuality:
Bi

Where You Reside:
Poor

Personality:

Positive:
Calm-Devoted-Generous

Negative:
Guarded/quiet-Sarcastic-Grumpy

About Personality:

Nicki is very guarded and quiet, and though some people see it as shyness, it's not the case. She hates talking to say nothing and despises when people do it. Perhaps she is a little easy to anger when it comes to socializing, especially when she hasn't had coffee (which is not always easy to get nowadays). However, if you manage to get past her tightly guarded walls, she definitely has a generous heart and will help anyone in need regardless if she likes them or not. She may be sarcastic and harsh about it, but she will help you nonetheless (besides it's your damn fault for getting yourself in trouble).

Appearance:

Nicki stands about 5 feet and 4 inches tall, and what she lacks for in height she makes up for in defined muscles. Her eyes are a soft brown colour with hints of yellow, and her skin is a rich bronze colour. Nicki's hair is jet black and long, and she mostly wears it in a ponytail or bun. She has a burn scar on her back and part of her right shoulder.

Life Before the Apocalypse:

Prior to the apocalypse, Nicki was a volunteer firefighter and an aspiring police officer. However, that dream faded away once the strange virus took thousands of lives. She lived with her best friend and fellow firefighter, however, in the chaos they got separated and she has no clue of his whereabouts.
Skills:
*Athleticism (Cardio/strength)
*Knows how to work with different tools (crowbars, axes), and make some makeshift ones if needed.
*Basic CPR/Reanimation training

[morbidity]

◄ Name ►

Oliver Moore

◄ Nickname ►

Oli, 'Big Boy'

◄ Age ►

31

◄ Gender ►

Male

◄ Sexuality ►

Fluid

◄ Where They Reside ►

Rich

◄ Personality ►

+ Dutiful + Playful + Valiant +
- Vicious - Impulsive - Hedonistic -

◄ About Personality ►

While Oliver is known for his heroic nature, he is also often known for being rather self-indulgent, especially when it comes to things he finds aesthetically pleasing. While his looks are rather frightening, the man is actually quite a cheerful individual. He loves to make others smile, and is happiest when he knows he has helped someone in some way.

◄ Appearance ►

Has a golden skintone and cool, dark eyes. He stands at 6'3", and has scars littered all over his body. He is incredibly fit, weighing in at 216 lbs, all muscle. Is often seen with a golden chain around his neck, and has a few grey hairs due to stress. Is known to have RBF(resting bitch face).

◄ Life Before the Apocalypse ►

Oliver never really needed for anything, in his eyes he had it all. Born into a family who inherited 'old money', the boy flourished, able to do pretty much whatever he wanted. At the age of 16, however, things started to change, as he was introduced to the real reason his family came into their wealth: Drugs. Oliver didn't deny his destiny, instead embracing it and helping take over the trade. He worked tirelessly to impress his family, shooting to the top of what essentially was a mafia family.

◄ Skills ►

Incredibly adept in hand-to-hand combat.
Proficient with weapons that have to do with close-quarter combat.
'Parkour' dabbler.

◄ Anything Extra ►

-Is now employed as a "Runner", someone who gathers supplies for the rich side-
-Often sneaks out supplies to the poor side, as he has worked with lots of the criminals in the past-
-Is known to MOST gangs not to be trifled with, however, some still try-

[PrettyWings]

Name
Daphne Davenport

Nickname
Daph

Age
25

Gender
Female

Sexuality
Heterosexual

Resides
Rich Side

Personality:

Positive:
Loving – Dedicated – Intelligent

Negative:
Low self esteem – Depressive/Anxious – Socially awkward

About Personality
Daphne is a sweet girl who feels the most comfortable by putting other people’s need before her own. Although this quality makes her an excellent caretaker, it is also the manifestation of her highly codependent nature. She is generally light-hearted and kind in her interactions with others. However, Daphne is prone to depression and anxiety, which she deals with as privately as possible as she feels like a burden to those in her life.

Appearance
Blonde hair, blue eyes, and fair skin. Daphne is 5’5 and a womanly 135lbs. Daphne can get up and go when she has to, but she is by no means athletic. She dresses casually in jeans and t-shirts, sweaters when it’s cold, and skirt/dresses when the occasion calls for it.

Life Before the Apocalypse
Daphne is originally from the state of Washington, where she was working as an emergency nurse practioner at the hospital. She was visiting her Canadian neighbors to attend a medical conference when the world started falling apart. With the borders locked tight, Daphne had no choice but to remain in the country, eventually finding herself in the city of LunaVale.

Skills
Daphne has poured herself into the practice Emergency and clinical medicine

Anything Extra
*while remained on the rich side when the wall was built, it is not uncommon for her to aid those on the poor side the opportunity presents itself
* she was on prescription medication for her depression/anxiety and has secretly developed an bit of an abuse problem to the meds she hoarded when all hell broke loose

[Roseate]

[ Name ]
Theodore Vincent Carthage

[ Nickname ]
Theo, Punk

[ Age ]
Twenty-Two

[ Perceived Gender ]
Male

[ Sexuality ]
Bisexual

[ Where You Reside ]
Rich Side

[ Personality ]
+ Fun-Loving + Generous + Adventurous +
- Reckless - Dramatic - Easily Addicted -

[ About Personality ]
Theo doesn't back down from a challenge. Despite being smaller than most boys, he's happy to engage in just as much nonsense, usually finding himself in trouble as a result. This has become even more true since the world ended. But he has an incredibly kind heart that urges him to give and give and give. That gets him into trouble too. He just doesn't know how to balance all of his big emotions, which means they end up spilled all over the place more often than not.

[ Appearance ]
Theo isn't in any way intimidating. He stands at 5'10" with no muscle to his name. Pale and soft, it's obvious he's lived a life of luxury since his birth. The only flaw to speak of is a scar on his left forearm from crashing his bike when he was twelve. His dark hair and blue eyes mark him as different from his own family, who all sport fair red hair and green eyes.

[ Life Before the Apocalypse ]
Theodore barely missed out on a shitty life. When his teenage mother gave him up at 3 days old, at least she had the good sense to do it on the right side of town. The Carthage family loved him from the moment they laid eyes on him. They already had two children when they adopted Theo, both of who were thrilled to have another sibling. He could never claim to be unloved, but that didn't stop him from feeling left out. From feeling just a little bit different.

When the world ended, Theo couldn't help but think about how that was almost his life. Had his birth giver kept him, he could be on the opposite side of that wall right now. His heart ached for those people. He had friends on that side, much to his parents' chagrin. Unable to help himself, he finds as many ways as possible to slip out and bring with him what he can. It's never much, but at least it's something.

[ Skills ]
High Pain Tolerance
Stupidly Fast Runner
Adept at Stealing Sleight of Hand

[ Anything Extra ]
- Has both his ears pierced.
- Addicted to cigarettes since he was 18.
- Not afraid to fight, even if he'll probably lose.

[Roseate]

[ Name ]
Matilda Rose Mercer

[ Nickname ]
Mat, Doc

[ Age ]
Thirty-Four

[ Perceived Gender ]
Female

[ Sexuality ]
Homosexual

[ Where You Reside ]
Poor Side

[ Personality ]
+ Badass + Selfless + Leader +
- Temperamental - Can't Let Go - Stubbon as Hell -

[ About Personality ]
Mat is tough as a pile of rocks. She has her ideas on things and it's difficult to budge her on them once she's made her mind up. She's always been a scrapper from a young age, holding her own even against the boys. Don't be fooled by her exterior, though. On the inside, she's as mushy as they come. She loves cats and cries at stupid proposal videos. She hits hard and cares even harder.

[ Appearance ]
Mat is 5'8" and made of lean muscle and attitude. Her long blonde hair is normally pulled back in a braid when she's at work or, you know, fighting zombies. She has numerous small scars from her years of service that litter her body. A tattoo in honor of her dad, a rose, runs up her right side alongside her largest scar.

[ Life Before the Apocalypse ]
Matilda was an army brat. She spent her childhood moving place to place with her military father. Her mother passed away from illness when she was seven, forcing her to grow up fast. Kids were unkind to her, perpetually the new kid. Her father made it a point to teach her to defend herself. Those lessons were only expanded upon when Mat joined the army herself straight out of high school. She quickly found her place as an army medic, helping people that deserved it most.

After getting caught in a blast, and months in the hospital, Matilda was honorably discharged. With her father gone and no other family to speak of, she settled in the first place that would give her a job. The free clinic on the poor side of LunaVale was Matilda's passion. She quickly took it over, as she does most things, and ran the place seamlessly. Helping people that needed her most.

[ Skills ]
Highly Skilled Doctor
Works Great Under Pressure
Proficient in Hand-to-Hand Combat

[ Anything Extra ]
- Matilda was named for her grandmother on her father's side.
- Has naturally risen to the head of a gang and is affectionately referred to as "gang mom".

[Kautalya]

n a t h a n i e l f l y n n

_______________________________________________ Nathaniel flynn Nat | Nate Poor side ☼ ☼ ☼ ☼ ☼ ☼ ☼ ☼ ☼ ☼ ☼ ☼ 24 | male | 5'9" ☼ ☼ ☼ ☼ ☼ ☼ ☼ ☼ ☼ ☼ ☼ ☼ adaptive | well-mannered | diligent silent | odd | neutral ☼ ☼ ☼ ☼ ☼ ☼ ☼ ☼ ☼ ☼ ☼ ☼ "no . . . . I don't think I have . . . um . . . eaten a rat . . ." - Nate softly spoke, responding to the curious child before him. ☼ ☼ ☼ ☼ ☼ ☼ ☼ ☼ ☼ ☼ ☼ ☼ ☼ ☼ ☼ ☼ ☼ ☼ ☼ ☼ ☼ ☼ ☼ ☼

▄a p p e a r a n c e ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ He stands at roughly 5'9" with faint freckles that coat his arms, acting like miniature stars that trail down to his fingers. His hair, normally slick back with a blond, silver color to them; he's insecure about the color so Nathaniel is generally always seen with a cap. He has a thin frame and is not threatening when it comes to his body build, but his face says otherwise. Already stated, Nathaniel is, also, insecure about his freckles to which are hidden with gloves. ▄p e r s o n a l i t y ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ From first impressions, other's tend to warn people about Nathaniel. He's odd they say, weird, strange-- (different) --dangerous. The boy is reserved to the point that its uncomfortable for others. He's too quiet they say; he stands there, giving no response back, just watching them with his eyes silently. It's hard to tell what Nathaniel is thinking, he's not expressive. Nathaniel is someone that everyone tends to stray away from. His quiet demeanor and silent mannerisms are prone to make people uncomfortable, where as he doesn't do anything, it's just his aura. Normally, people are not used to being around what they define as different and in this case, Nathaniel is seen as out of the norm by others(hence being categorized as dangerous). His face, in most cases, gives the inkling that Nathaniel is a judgmental person. However, despite it all, Nathaniel is just a quiet, awkward person; he sucks at conversations and constantly fiddles with his fingers out of nervousness. ▄l i f e b e f o r e a p o c a l y p s e ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ Nathaniel was raised by his grandparent(s) whom tried their best to raise him, despite old age creeping up. He was seen as a "disappointment" by his grandmother, who made sure to always remind him of it. As a child, Nathaniel was deemed as a strange boy. He didn't enjoy sports or anything that had to deal with what "boys" were mostly subjected to be interested in. His grandmother, on the other hand, wanted Nathaniel to be tough and "like a man," to which he would respond with a quiet stare. He didn't enjoy talking to his grandmother. She scared him. The boy was always seen following his grandfather around. Whether it was to the park bench or to the living room, reading a book under the misty sunlight. He enjoyed the company of his grandfather(he was of a father figure Nathaniel never had) but was constantly interrupted by the furious yells of his grandmother. Who hit Nathaniel when young to show that she was just showing him "tough love." Nearing the senior year of high school, both of his grandparents passed away quietly. Nathaniel managed himself with a part-time job at a supermarket, bagging the groceries for others.

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skills + extra

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⋆ Because of how quiet Nathaniel normally is, he's good at sneaking around. He'll pop up behind a person and they wouldn't notice till they turn around, only to be welcomed by an intimidating man.

⋆ pick-pocketing

⋆ quick on his feet

⋆ Not a picky eater

⋆ high pain tolerance

▄e x t r a
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⋆ nate fiddles with his fingers a lot

⋆ cant maintain eye contact

⋆ has a nailed baseball bat. His aim is horrible so he doesn't use a gun (plus, it not his cup of tea).

⋆ writes poetry when he's stressed (which is 24/7).

⋆ pansexual!</sub>

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