[OOC] Walking Dead - Miami, Florida

[Svenn]

well, my other character, (The wife) that I plan on writing as a minor character will be traveling to the asylum with Charles and taking refuge there.

[Totts]

Can rhory be with the boat gang?

[Hakai]

*is still working on character* Lots of stuff to handle with her o.o

[Tearstone]

Svenn said
Soo.... who is on there own and who is in the boat and who is in the insane asylum?

Who's on first? What's on second? I don't know- THIRD BASE!

[Svenn]

Tearstone said
Who's on first? What's on second? I don't know- THIRD BASE!

who is everywhere

[Tearstone]

Also, I dont take the ZBG guys too seriously, but I thought that vid had some merit.

[Hellscream]

Name: Damien Maddox
Age: 28
Height: 6'2"
Build: Athletic
Appearance:

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Family: Damien's father, brother, and daughter were supposedly back in his home state of Texas when the unfortunate events unfolded. The whereabouts and status of them is unknown to Damien at the current time.

Personality: Damien is an unusual man. Not very easy to read. He is not the typical leader you would imagine that would be assigned to lead a group of people from an outside person. He is not very sociable to newcomers that first meet him. He tries to shy away from warming up to people due to his weakness of attaining strong bonds with people he gets to know. Despite his usual cold demeanor, Damien is a very kind and caring man and has a big heart which once again is a very big weakness of his. For the people who know the officer on a personal level, they would tell you that there is not a man in the world who is as good of a mentor to have. Damien himself does not like to consider himself a leader or mentor. The pressure that comes with those terms seems to make him think of that job as a chore more than a privilege which leads him to stray away from that position if possible. Damien does love to help others any way he can which makes him a very likable person and leader but does not like to assume the role of any type of head of command. When he is ready to open up, Damien is very easy to befriend due to his charming personality and how easy it is to talk to him. After his stint in leading the Dallas SWAT team, Damien does not desire to ever be in charge of a group of people despite his high qualifications for it.

Occupation Before: He was in the Dallas SWAT team

Notable skills: Damien is very well skilled in hand to hand combat as being trained in various forms of martial arts through out his career. He also is accompanied by his Akita canine companion who is tamed and obeys just about every one of his commands. Although he is an experienced leader, he some times does not have the patience for the slower learning people and can become very agitated.

Lobo:

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Bio:
Damien was born in a small town in Texas. He grew up on his fathers farm when he was young. Despite growing up on a farm, he never was the typical country boy that you might expect. When his mother and father split up, Damien was 4 years old and lived with his mother in the small country town which his fathers farm was technically part of despite being miles away. He still spent more time with his father than his mother despite living with her by finding rides to his farm daily. His father was the sheriff of the county they lived in and Damien knew what kind of responsibility that was. He looked up to his father very much and learned a great deal about the law and leadership from his father. For as long as Damien could remember, his dream was to follow in his father's footsteps and become the Sheriff of the county as well. As we all know, nothing ever goes quite as planned.

When Damien hit the teenage years of his life, he began to lose focus on his life goal and began to experience the fun side of being a teenager. Partying, girls, and having a good time was what was the only thing on his mind in those days. One thing led to another and trouble eventually found Damien. He got in trouble with the law when he was driving some friends home under the influence of alcohol and got into a head-on collision. Thankfully, no one suffered any life threatening injuries. It was the fact that the possibility was there that seemed to shock Damien. After that day, Damien realized he was headed down the wrong road after his father had a talk with him. Before he knew it, he had his head back on straight and was trying to get things lined up to begin his Law Enforcement career.

Damien just graduated high school when he and his classmates had a party to celebrate. The party was huge. People Damien had never even met were there. The majority of the people there were older than him. It was there that he met his first true love, or so he thought. After the night was over. Damien decided to put his previous life behind him in all and move to the big city of Dallas and pursue his dream and attend school there. The plans were spoiled by a shocking call from his girlfriend just days before beginning college. The two had just began to separate due to the long distance relationship they were dealing with. Damien was now living in Dallas while she was hours away. The news would soon make that change when he was informed that she was pregnant. The news was something Damien had never even considered or thought about much less wanted. Being the good man his father raised, Damien moved back to his hometown to support the soon to be mother of his child. These events seemed like it was going to slow down and possibly deny his dreams of attending school. He got a new job at a local factory to make ends meat for the newly born girl, Cadence. The view of life for Damien now changed. His purpose in life was now to protect and raise Cadence.

It was not long after Cadence's first birthday when her mother decided that she could not handle being a mother and left from Damien's and Cadence's life for good. It was heartbreaking for Damien. It now put him in even more of a hole. It seemed hopeless for his career. His father came to shortly after and told him that he and his younger brother, Lucian, would help take care of the girl while he attended school. It was a blessing that he had a family that took care of one another and so he finally got started on his Law Enforcement career path. It was only but a couple of years before he finished school and received his opportunity to work in Dallas County as a Peace Officer. It did not take long before he became recognized among the entire team for his outstanding duty performances and was nominated to be part of the SWAT team. It was there that he shone even brighter and the leader of the SWAT team decided to step down and let Damien take over after showing great leadership skills. It was not exactly what he was looking for, but it was one step closer to his ultimate goal and he knew it would look good on his resume. Damien spent a couple of years in the SWAT team before being offered a job in Miami Florida in the K-9 unit of the law enforcement agency there. His and his daughters pet Akita, Lobo, seemed to draw attention. Damien and Lobo's relationship was strong and the training that Damien had over the dog was needed in Miami. He had been looking for a way out of the leadership position at Dallas and this was the opportunity that he was looking for. He had to travel there with Lobo for the hiring process and show how proficient Lobo's training was. Damien and Lobo finally arrived at Miami on the day before the outbreak happened. The two spent one day traveling the foreign city together. It was the next day that he and his canine companion left for his first job interview that the outbreak happened.

Disability/Fear: Damien has a strong fear of failure and does not like to let people who depend on him down in any shape form or fashion. It may not be apparent typically but Damien is very emotionally attached to anyone he gets accompanied to. This can often be a very big weak spot for him thus why he tries to avoid warming up to new people he meets.

Weapon of Choice:
Damien's weapon of choice is a Colt 1911 pistol. (Pistol)

Equipment:
Damien carries with him his state issued Glock .40 that has a flashlight attachment below the barrel of the gun.

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He also has a backpack which he carried most of his luggage during his trip to Florida. Most of the original accessories in the backpack were ditched when sh*t hit the fan and were replaced with bare necessities.

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5 Cans of Mixed Tropical Fruit

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4 Cans of Campbell Soup

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Two change of clothes
3 Extra magazines of ammunition for his Glock .40 (Each holds 16 rounds)
1 Mega Size 3lb Bag of Beef Jerky for Lobo (Regular Beef Jerky)

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[Tearstone]

So far, in just skimming over Damien, I'm liking... One question off the bat... What about supplies for your Akita?

[Hellscream]

Good question <.<, fixing now lol

[Tearstone]

Also, I'm a huge fan of 1911's. I want to get at least two. They're a hell of a naildriver and designed for shooting human bodies.

So which is he carrying, a Colt 1911, or is he carrying a Glock 40?

[Hellscream]

Oh, he only has the Glock atm. His weapon of preference was the 1911. Was planning on stumbling onto one some time in the future some how or something lol. Just a preference xD

[Tearstone]

k,. I thought so, was just checking.

[Polyphemus]

Name: David Schoenberg

Age: 65 (born February 4, 1949)

Height: 5'10"

Build: He's in decent shape for an older man, carries a slight paunch and a stoop in his shoulders.

Appearance:

David

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Family: His wife Rita passed away from breast cancer two years back. His son Philip (34) lives in New York City, his daughter Evelyn (31) in Des Moines. He does not know what became of them.

Personality: Grumpy, argumentative, the kind of man who turns off the lights on Halloween. Despite his cynicism, however, he's committed to helping other people out however he can (usually with a lot of grumbling). If someone's in trouble, he will immediately step up to the plate while kvetching about "having to do everything around here for you damn kids".

Occupation Before: Retiree, was a jeweler up until his retirement in 2011.

Notable skills: David is a war veteran (see below) and as such has some experience in infantry and hand-to-hand combat, as well as basic first aid. His work as a jeweler has given him experience with tools, especially delicate, small-scale detail work. Something of a polyglot, he speaks English, Hebrew, and Spanish, as well as a smattering of Yiddish.

Bio:
"Next year in Jerusalem!"

An old phrase, for sure, but one old Solomon Schoenberg lived by. In their upstairs apartment in New York's Upper West Side, David, the youngest of five, heard this phrase dozens of times throughout his childhood. His father, like his father before him, had been born and raised in the United States. But now that Israel was an independent country, what had long since seemed a pipe dream had become a tangible reality. Living in Zion, a lifelong ambition for many of them. All that was needed was for the old man to save enough money for the move, a feat he managed in 1964. And so, at the tender age of fifteen, David was uprooted from his friends and American lifestyle, taken across the sea to Tel Aviv. Strangely, though, he was not terribly upset. The idea of living in the Holy Land was intoxicating, the closest one could get to sitting among the angels.

He was called up for compulsory military service at the age of eighteen, just in time to be sent into the Sinai with thousands of other combat infantrymen when the War of 1967 erupted. A second-line trooper, David saw little in the way of combat, but returned home to be regarded as a hero nonetheless. He began an apprenticeship at his father's jewelry store, learning the trade and serving his required time as a reservist, while still making the time for Talmudic studies.

In 1973, he was called up in the panic following the start of hostilities on Yom Kippur. This time, he was not so lucky as to avoid combat. Instead, his unit was thrown into some of the harshest battles of the war. The hard slog towards the Suez Canal, the fighting at "the Chinese Farm", Ismaila- David was present for the worst of it. He saw friends and comrades cut down by bullets, grenades, bayonets, while he himself remained untouched.

David was a very different man by the end of that October. Returning home, he was once again greeted as a hero, but he didn't particularly feel like one. He couldn't bring himself to touch his Talmud or enter the temple. He couldn't give any real name to what he felt. A crisis of faith, perhaps, mixed with some survivor's guilt. Whatever the case, Israel no longer felt like the right place for him.

And so, he took his savings and back pay and left in 1978. Back to New York to open his own jewelry, not quite renouncing the faith but never again practicing it (though he liberally laced his speech with Yiddish). He married a shiksa woman, had two children, lived as best as he could. A fan of the warmer weather in Florida, he and his wife Rita planned to retire there, buying a condo in a quiet retirement community in Boca Raton. Cancer claimed Rita only a year into their new life in retirement, leaving David alone again, naturally.

Old, jaded, and a little bitter, when the crisis began, David stubbornly refused to follow the emergency protocols dictated by the government. The pessimist in him predicted how completely out of control this was likely to become, and sadly he was proven right.

Disability/Fear:
David is an older man. While he's still capable of short-term exertion, a prolonged fight, chase, or other physical endeavor is going to seriously exhaust him. He will not recover easily or quickly from injury and is far more susceptible to sickness.

Weapon of Choice:
David prefers to use a Stevens 67E pump-action 12 gauge. It holds six rounds, and he has twenty-four rounds of 00 buckshot on his person.

Equipment: Aside from his shotgun and spare rounds, David carries a beat up old canvas backpack. Inside is a Leatherman multitool, a gallon jug of water, six cans of soup, a book of matches, a small gun-cleaning kit, a toothbrush and razor, a change of clothes, a copy of Moby-Dick, and a few family photos. He wears khaki slacks, a robin's-egg blue short sleeved shirt, and some Reebok sneakers.

Of course we had to have a retired person, it's Florida. The sheet's a little light, I know, let me know if changes are needed.

[Tearstone]

At first glance, he's great. I think he'll add some good elements to one of the groups.

I'll go over bio in more detail later.

--- Edit---
I went over the bio on a compulsion, and all I can say is "yeah... hell yeah."
Accepted, as is. Any changes or improvements, I'll be happy to look at.

[Hakai]

Okay... edited my post finally XD

[Sturmgewehr]

My CS is almost done. I still have to complete Weapon of Choice and Equipment. But I'll do that later because now I don't have time anymore. And one more thing.

Can I be in the yacht group?

[Tearstone]

You gotta be found first, but sure. It shouldn't take long to be picked up though.

and yeah, go ahead and send the sheet. weapons and gear can be figured out in a little bit.

[Sturmgewehr]

Name: Mike Zimmerman
Age: 29
Height: 6' 0.5"(184 cm)
Build: Athletic
Appearance:

Family: Mike has no brothers or sisters and his parents, David and Angela are in Frankfurt, Germany. Mike has no idea whether they are alive or dead, or undead for that matter. He has been married for 2 years to a woman much younger then he is, called Sarah. Unfortunately when the outbreak started Mike couldn't get to his wife and the two have been separated ever since. Mike has no idea if she is still alive or not.

Personality: Friendly, helpful, a little impulsive, when he talks he likes to go straight to the point and he usually is a sincere person that is not afraid to say exactly what he thinks, even if that might hurt the feelings of others.

Occupation Before: Worked at a car restoration shop.

Notable skills: Mike is a very good mechanic. There isn't anything about a car that he dosen't know and is pretty good at fixing them. Mike is also a pretty decent shooter as he went to the shooting range a couple of times. He is also a fairly good swimmer too. Aside from these 3 things, he dosen't know much.

Bio: Mike was born in Frankfurt, Germany. His parents were american imigrants. They both worked at Deutsche Bank in Frankfurt and because of that they had a pretty good financial condition. Mike has both german and american citizenship. After he finished high school, he decided that he wants to follow college in the United States so he chose to move to Miami, mainly because he always loved the city. His parents couldn't go with him because their roots in Germany were too deep, but Mike said that he will be fine by himself. He found a house in Dade County whose owner was renting a room. Mike occupied the room and paid the man in advance. Throughout college his parents helped him pay his rent. After he finished college Mike found work at a car restoration shop, whose owner was spending all day looking for old and beat up cars to buy at prices of nothing, then bring them back at the shop, have them restored by his crew and then sell them. He hired Mike because of his passion for cars and because he knew a thing or two about them. The first months were hard but in time he adapted well and loved his job. He also formed a very tight friendship with the owner of the house he as living in. Since they both lived together, the man was the one that got Mike into guns. Mike also married the man's daughter Sarah, despite the fact that there's a 6 year age difference between the two of them.

When the outbreak started, Mike was at the shop, working with the rest of the crew on a '68 Mustang. Initially they all wanted to barricade themselves in the shop until they would be able to figure out what to do. But Mike had different plans. He had to get Sarah first. He tried calling her but it was useless as there was no service. In the end he decided to go and pick her up from the library she was working in. He managed to avoid the undead by sticking only to alleys, avoiding main streets and beying absolutely quiet. But once he reached Sarah's working place he found that she wasn't there. Mike couldn't stay there as there wasn't so supplies, no anything, just books. So he waited until the coast was clear and he got out of the library and headed home. With any luck Sarah might have gone there. It took him two days to reach home safely, but when he did so he was very dissapointed to see that there was nobody home. Mike stood there in his homefor about a week, but when supplies started running out he decided to go out on raids. He armed himself, he took a backpack to carry supplies with and went out. Unfortunately for him his first raid for supplies was not very successfull as he was cornered by 4 cubans who wanted to rob him as he was going home. Not wanting to give up the stuff he put himself in danger for, Mike quickly pulled out his gun and shot one of them without blinking and then the 2nd. After seeing walkers come, attracted by the noise, he made a run for it while the other 2 bandits weren't paying attention. He eventually made his way to the docks where he took shelter on a boat.

Disability/Fear: Mike has a terrible fear of heights.

Weapon of Choice:
- A Springfield Loaded 1911 chambered in .45 ACP and with a stainless finish. Mike has 4 round left in the 7-round magazine.

Springfield Loaded 1911

- A SOG SOGfari Machete(13 inch version) + sheath.

SOG Machete 13"

Equipment: Mike keeps all of his stuff in a backpack:
- A picture of himself and his wife from the day they got married;
- A KA-BAR MULE folding knife for utility purposes;
- Two 7-round 1911 magazines for his Springfield(both of them are still full);
- A 20 round box of Speer Gold Dot 230 gr. JHP .45 ACP ammo(unused);
- A 1.5 liter bottle of mineral water(three quarters full);
- Two cans of tuna;
- One can of fruit cocktail;
- One bag of beef jerky;
- A spare change of clothes.

[Verdant]

I'm sorry about disappearing when I made the old thread, I was whisked away! My deepest apologies.

Name: Thomas Harris
Age: 32
Height: 5'10
Build: Muscular
Appearance:

Family: All his family were dead to him before the outbreak, so when they were lost to the un-dead, Thomas was not impacted by their loss. Thomas had two little sisters and his mother left after his father passed away.

Personality: Thomas is sociopathic at the core but is outwardly kind and charming until he is in a compromising position, at which point his true nature will surface and he will become manipulative, violent, callous and will behave with a complete lack of empathy. Thomas only cares about his survival but will insure the safety of others if he needs them to survive.

Occupation Before: Thomas was a District Attorney. Fighting to put people like him behind bars, Thomas did not care for the irony of his job, as long as he got payed.

Notable skills: Thomas is highly intellectual.
He is strong.
He is a good fighter.
He is not very good with directions.
He is not good at ration control.

Bio:
Thomas was a high flying DA, putting bad guys and even helping bad guys to commit their crimes. Thomas was seen as a charming and kind man but deep down, his deepest desire was to cause as much mayhem as possible, he would bribe mobsters to attack his jury and scare them into convicting a man, he would bribe cops into letting him have some 'alone time' with a bad guy he despised. Despite his evil ways he was a pillar of the community, giving money to the local school, organising bake sales for the kids and even washing his neighbours cars; All this came to an end when he was caught having an affair with his neighbours wife, his neighbour confronted him about it and Thomas beat him savagely, due to Thomas' contacts the man's complaint was withdrawn and he was never heard from again.

During the outbreak, Thomas sacrificed countless lives in order to get to somewhere safe; throwing his best friend to the walkers in an effort to escape was, in his eyes, the only thing to do in the predicament that they were both in. Thomas made his way across the country until he stopped in Miami, the sun was beating down on his face and there were plenty of skulls to smash in. He would go on a killing spree twice a week and a supply run three times a week, during these sprees he would not only kill zombies, if he found a survivor that he deemed weak, he would strangle them to death, when they awoke as a Walker he would take his time to peel back their scalp with a hammer and deliver the final blow.

During an altercation in an abandoned Fed ex, he was trapped with no-where to go, he was closed in by zombies and saw no way out, until he climbed 10 feet to an open window, he sprained his ankle and bashed his knee, he hobbled away to safety but survived only by the skin of his teeth...

Disability/Fear:
His ankle is sprained and his knee is badly damaged.
He is an insomniac and has a crippling fear of finally getting some rest, he fears that he may be betrayed or eaten.
He is very un-trusting and doesn't like the company of others.
He can only wear suits.

Weapon of Choice:
A Gerber Bear Grylls Survival Hatchet
A baseball bat
3 homemade Molotov cocktails
A hunting knife
Garrote wire.

Equipment:
A picture of himself.
Some food,
A canteen of water.
A spare suit.
Three feet of rope.
A sombrero.

[libbypt]

PoisonIvy13 said
Never mind, pretend I wasn't here.

noo i liked your character!