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Hidden 11 yrs ago Post by Sturmgewehr
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And here is the CS for Jayden that I promised.

Name: Jayden Porter
Age: 34
Gender: Male
Race: African-American
Appearance:

Clothing: boots, t-shirt, zip hooded sweatshirt and peaked beanie hat(all black) and a pair of blue jeans.
Equipment: Two 13 round magazines for his Glock 21(one empty, one full), SOG Flashback folding knife(for utility purposes), and a pocket watch that used to belong to his grandfather. Although it dosen't work anymore, this watch has sentimental value to him, that's why he hangs on to it. Since they stick together, he and Henry share food and water. That's why Jayden dosen't carry any for himself.
Weapons:
- Gerber Gator Machete;
- Glock 21 .45 ACP handgun(8 rounds left in the magazine);
Bio/Background: Henry grew up without a mother who died after giving birth to him and with a father that had two jobs and was way too busy to be there for his son. Jayden was mostly raised by his grandparents. When Henry and his parents moved to New Orleans, Henry and Jayden became not only neibourghs for a while but also best friends. When Henry opened up the night club 5 years ago, he wanted Jayden to be his partner, offer which Jayden accepted. After the apocalypse Henry and Jayden sucessfully managed to get out of New Orleans in one piece. Ever since then the two have been heading north to Seattle, Washington, where Mary, Henry's girl lives. The two hope she's still alive and that they will find her.
Occupation Pre-Apocalyse: Co-owner of a night club in New Orleans together with Henry.
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I should have my CS up later today.
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Name: Clover
Age: 14
Gender: Female
Race: Caucasian
Clothing:
Worn blue jeans held up with a leather belt. Attached to this belt is a holster where her pistol rests. Her shoes are worn converse sneakers, taken off the body of another girl who no longer needed them. She has on a tank top with a thin torn shirt over it and plaid button up over that. When the temperature drops below something bearable, she'll thrown on a dark grey sweater, leaving the zipper open until she needs a little more warmth. Around her neck is a Dream Catcher pendent. A pack is strapped securely to her back.

Equipment:
She travels light, the heavier things she may need piled into the bed of a truck.
Backpack
-Flashlight
-9mm Magazine 13rds x2
-Cantene
-Chocolate Bar x2
-First Aid Kit
-Scissors
-Roll of torn cloth

Pockets
-Pocket knife 3"

Weapons:
Pocket knife 3" blade
Machete
9mm Handgun

Bio:
Clover's life began with a birth into wealth. Her father and mother had spent their years together working for their family's fortune, adding more money on top of a pile that began with her grandfather's legacy. This legacy would eventually fall into Clover's hands and she would be expected to pick up where her father left off. She had other plans.

Being a young female with an unlimited supply of money at your fingertips tends to drive your life for you. As Clover plodded through her early years, she noticed how the knowledge of her wealth seemed to make decisions in her life for her. Certain people would flock to her, becoming fast friends even if Clover tried to protest. These friends brought with them their own ideals, their own problems and surrounded Clover in attention she didn't want. Home was a different story. While at school she could never find any time alone, she was never more alone than in the presence of her own parents. Both were either too busy with work, or too busy with each other. Every now and then her father would try and have a conversation with her on the business, bring her up to speed when there was nothing she needed to know. Dinners together were business meetings instead of casual conversations and for bedtimes stories, her father would map out her future. Being that she had plenty of "friends" and her parents gave her too much freedom, it didn't come as a surprise when their daughter failed to turn up one night. They passed it off as "nothing unusual" and continued with their routines.

A week after Clover left home, a pandemic swept the world, taking everyone by storm. The US was plunged into chaos and within a few days millions of people had lost their lives or turned. Clover had left under the guise of a sleepover with a friend so she could find some time to escape the stifling life awaiting her back home. She'd been with her friend only a few days when they finally learned what was happening. From then on her life changed.

Clover would find herself as part of a group of nomadic survivors. This large group of couple dozen men, women and children would move from the Northeast to the South losing many of their number during the trip. Eventually only four would remain and agree on moving west to chase rumors and escape the enemies they'd made.

Occupation Pre-Apocalyse: Student
CS for Carter coming soon.
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Sorry, my computer broke a bit back, I'll try to get a CS up soon enough
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Looks good, welcome aboard! The RP will be up before too long guys. The idea to get started with is that we'll all end up forming our own little packs of survivors and hopefully nature will take its course and by the middle of the RP we'll all be in one large group OR several warring factions. We shall see.
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Name: Ryan
Age: 20
Gender: Male
Race: Huma- wait... I mean caucasian (sorry, just trying to be light-hearted, I'll delete the less serious parts of the CS shortly, even sooner if you particularly want me to, keep in mind they aren't going to be huge things, just jokes, my true intentions should be clear enough)
Appearance: No anime? Dang... Oh well
Clothing: Plain white T-shirt with holes from use and some dirt/mud-stains, a black jacket he barely ever wears, black basketball shorts with some string hanging from the bottom, and a pair of dirtied/worn-down running shoes.
Equipment: A backpack he kept from school with two water bottles and a bit of food.
Weapons: A pocket knife and a crowbar
Bio/Background: He had just graduated the year before. He was preparing to head to college, but a couple weeks before he would leave, chaos began to envelop the world as the zombies began to rise and take over. Despite the large amount of chaos, he managed to remember to bring some essentials, beginning to scavenge and keep on the move to ensure his survival.
Occupation Pre-Apocalyse: Helped around the nearby farm for some side-cash while he prepared for college.
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Accepted and it's fine bro, we appreciate humor round here. Just a quick thing though, Washington is fricking cold and fricking wet most of the time so I expect to see his life sucking ass whenever he's outdoors. If you want to edit your CS, you may at any time up till the IC is posted. Just let everyone know. I will be adding a Luger P08 handgun to my CS for continuity's sake (peeps from the original roleplay will know)
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Cool, just saying though, some people (like me) actually like cold and wet climates, I figured I'd have him be the same way, either way, thanks for accepting me, can't wait to get started
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Do we know when the IC post will be up? I just want to know when I really need to have my last CS up. I had it completed before but accidentally closed out the tab. I thought everything was fine and dandy until I realized the site doesn't save work anymore.
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Probably within the next week, and that's a liberal estimate.
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How long has it been since the initial outbreak?
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One year.
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Thank you.
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I intended the background to be brief, kind of failed though, my bad.

Name: James Boone

Age: 28

Gender: Male

Race: Caucasian American

Appearance: Click Me!

Clothing: James is wearing pretty much the same outfit he's seen wearing in the picture above, although they are obviously now worn and both the shirt and jeans have slight rips in places. What is not shown in the picture is the black leather jacket James wears over the shirt due to the cold conditions of Washington. The jacket also provides additional storage for ammo, food and the like, a definite bonus in the dangerous new world. Aside from the jacket James also possesses a brown duffel bag in which he carries on his back and keeps near all of his supplies in. The only times he takes the bag of his back is when he's either driving or sleeping. Lastly James wears a wedding band on a leather necklace that he keeps tucked under his shirt.

Equipment:
-Three bottles of water
-Forty 7.62 x 39mm Rounds
-Flashlight
-Two AA Batteries
-One half full bottle of pain killers
-Bandages
-Three tins of pork and beans
-One Brown Teddy Bear

Weapons:
-WASR-10
-ESEE 5 Survival Knife

Background: James spent almost the entirety of his life in the city of Baltimore. His upbringing wasn't anything to talk about, it wasn't abnormal but it wasn't boring, it's just nothing to write on. Growing up James developed a love for knowledge, mostly in the form of reading. He read and read and read until he knew everything there was to know about something. When he finally got through school and moved on to college he decided he wanted to be a teacher and so took the steps he needed to in order to be one. It wasn't hard for him to land a job as a teacher, it was normally a hard job, in inner city Baltimore it was an insanely difficult occupation. James wanted to quit after his first week. He kept at it though and as time went by he found numerous ways to reach the kids he found in his classroom. The job became easier as time passed, even if it was difficult when some of the kids who had relied on him had to move on from middle school.

When the outbreak came James did what he could to get his closest loved ones out of the city. There were five of them at first. His wife, his daughter, his mother and one of his students who due to being an orphan had spent most of his life in a group home. His mother didn't make it out of the city which unsurprisingly damaged James, for a little while it was his wife who had to see to their survival. Time passed and things got bad then terrible then bad and then terrible and kind of repeated like that. By the time James found himself alone four months into the apocalypse he was barely a shadow of the man he had been. Time progressed and all James did was survive, he killed walkers, scavenged for food and five months in even murdered a man who had tried to mug him. James didn't know himself any more, he didn't feel like he was doing any of the things he was responsible for. For nearly three months he just travelled, not really living but being all the same.

Things got a little bit brighter when he came into contact with a couple of survivors a little ways outside of Washington. He had failed to scavenge anything to eat for a couple of days and then on the third day he had been attacked by yet another bandit on the road. Apparently scouting him coming the man sprung a trap. James came across yet another garage on his trip to Washington and decided to head in and scavenge. Upon entering the bandits came from behind the door and hit James on the lower back with a plank of wood, dropping him and causing great pain. It took James only a second to roll onto his back but that was enough time for the bandit to come at him again, smashing him across the face with the wood. The second blow knocked James out, he didn't wake up until two days later, for some reason in the back seat of a car. At first he was terrified, thinking that maybe the bandit had kidnapped him, but after taking a few seconds to calm down he realized that neither of the faces belonged to the person who had attacked him. They weren’t even of the same gender. As they had told him later the two sisters had gone in the garage the same as he had looking for food and had found him there beaten and bloodied. Slowly they nursed him back to health, showing him a kindness that he hadn't seen in what seemed like a very long time.

For a time James stayed with them, regaining his health and eventually actually being useful to them. They reminded him of what he had lost in himself and slowly his heart began getting gradually warmer again as James become ferociously protective of the sisters. When the next bandit attack came like they knew it always would James had a different reason for surviving. It was no longer just basic survival but controlled instinct. He began killing aggressors angrily, passionately, it was sad and horrendous yet an improvement on the thing he had been before. Little more than an animal. Like everything their time soon came to an end though, with bandits attacking with vengeance in mind for those James had killed previously. In their revenge attackers they managed to kill one of the sisters, the other died when she decided to follow the bandits and kill as many as she could. She took down a fair few but was killed nevertheless. In anger James now spends his time partly scavenging and partly hunting the bandits. He kills the bandits ruthlessly, trying to fill a void that can't be filled.

Occupation Pre-Apocalyse: English Teacher
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Name: Carter
Age: 47
Gender: Male
Race: Caucasian
Clothing:
Dark, nearly black jeans held up by a brown leather belt. White cotton wife beater under a grey thermal that has two small brown buttons below the collar. Over that is a thick dark blue button up underneath a brown leather jacket lined on the inside with a thick fur. At times when he must use his hands in cold weather, he'll sport some black gloves.

Equipment:
Pack
-First Aid Kit
-Can of Spam x2
-Canteen of Water
-Energy Bar x3
-9mm Magazine 13rds x2
-Handcrank Flashlight
-Various Maps of the US including previously visited states

Weapons:
On his persons:
9mm Handgun
Machete

In the bed of his truck:
Skylar's Bolt Action Hunting Rifle
David's Remington Pump Action Shotgun

Bio:
Although he's had a somewhat colorful past, Carter has been reluctant to share much about himself besides what few generic facts he's told those closest to him. He was at one point happily married and held a job that could support both his wife and himself. He's also a war vet, though he'd failed to say of which branch he'd served and what years he was active. Beyond that, and a few things like favorite food and color, he's managed to keep his personal life a secret.

His history after the apocalypse however was something everyone knew. Shortly after the collapse of society, Carter became one of three heads to lead a large group of survivors out of New York. Within a short time, whatever food had been available to loot was gone, divided between the thousands of survivors scattered about the city. People quickly became violent toward one another and so a unanimous decision was made to move somewhere safe. The original idea was to avoid large cities, now populated by both the walking dead and those survivors willing to kill for another scrap of food. Instead they would find a small desolate town and use it as the start to a more permanent home where civilization could begin anew. This never came to fruition and after a year of fighting for survival, Carter finds himself in Washington with only one remaining member of his "family" left. Clover, a young girl who's as lost in the world as he is.

Events in Georgia have left him crippled in one leg. He gets about with a makeshift cane.

Occupation Pre-Apocalyse: Unknown
This isn't complete yet. I still need to expand on his equipment and his weapons and find a picture. If I can't find a suitable picture I'll simply describe his facial features. Just wanted to get this up so I didn't lose the work.

Also I've recently realized how similar I have my characters setup to other works of fiction. I didn't notice it until now because the two started off in a group of four in a previous roleplay and I just decided to kill off the other two. I apologize in advance if it's too similar. I'm still contemplating on bringing the other two back and killing them off later so there aren't any problems.
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I would also love to bring back my character on this back from the previous RP on the guild. Hey EXIT! Probably don't recognize me but I used to be Chaos Kodiak once upon a time. I just have to reduplicate my bio now..
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Hey! Good to see you man.
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Room for another character?
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Name:Leonardo Stroza Moretti



Nickname: Nero

Age: 50

Gender: Male

Race: Italian

Clothing: Starting from foot Nero wears a pair of scuffed up Rothco Steel toe jungle boots which go up his ankles, his pants are a pair of faded and slight torn dark black cargos which he has the bottoms stuffed into the boots. An Italian made leather belt which has become quick thready but is still tight enough to hold with a gold belt buckle in the form of an eagle. Upper body he wears a black mens beater with a black bullet and knife proof vest which protects both his back and his front. Over the vest he wears a mens black T-shirt which has definitively seen better days as it is quite raggy in most respects. A black leather an gold watch on his right arm, the lcd cracked and the watch does not work anymore. On his face he has a pair of golden aviators and on his head a black special forces Beret.

Equipment:
- Black Swiss gear travel backpack
Contents of backpack includes:
Pair of black binoculars
a metal lock box
a large geographical folding map
two black sharpies
a medium size compass
two large bags of trail mix
a half eaten box of saltine crackers
three large water bottle which are fill-able by rain water
two MRE'S
two boxs of 9mm rounds (200 bullets total)
two lighters
one half bottle of lighter fluid
half box of Marborlo blacks

Weapons: His weapons include a duel set of Beretta M9's both with silencers attached.

His only other weapon is a gator tooth machete which he keeps attached at the hip.

Bio/Background: Nero does not talk about his past much to any really, his entire life has sort of been what you would call a black shroud pulled over everyone's eye's. He is a secretive and secluded man who prefers to not go into details. (I will input all his history into the RP then update this periodically)

As for the Apocalypse Nero was part of a detachment to a Military controlled safe zone when the infected went completely viral, he was part of the effort to protect the camps from the overwhelming Walkers that were devouring everything. The events are unclear, but the camp Nero was at was over run and the entire facility was destroyed by the walkers and everyone in it dead. Nero himself was one of the only survivors of the refugee Camp, having survived the ordeal he went on the road and has been traveling ever sense looked for a place where there could possibly be protection but with no luck. Through bad or worse he diverted southward and traveled to Washington for his own reasons.

Occupation Pre-Apocalyse: CIA Analyst

(Ok with a couple changes I think i pretty much recreated my bio of Moretti ^^)
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