[OOC] The Walking Dead - Northwards

[Wired]

I'm in, but I may have James get killed during the attack or whatever so I can write up a new character.

[Captain Shelton]

I'm contemplating killing a few characters actually. Everyone needs to reply in the IC real quick.

[Wired]

Cool, feel free to either kill James off or pretend he never existed. I've completely lost inspiration for him, I don't even remember what my inspiration was. Ya'll mind if I write up a new character? I can either have him be one of the slavers prisoners or have him jump in a little later.

[Captain Shelton]

Have him be a prisoner and write a cool death scene for James once the shooting starts. Something believable, like, he literally just gets shot by a random guy and bleeds out in a few seconds.

[Captain Shelton]

Ciphra. Poooooooost.

[JonxlatheLion]

Name: Ace Ventura
Age: 28
Gender: male
Race: Caucasian
Appearance:
Clothing: Hawaiian shirt over a white tanktop
black slacks with maroon stripes.
Black Leather Boots
Watch
Sunglasses
Equipment: will find twine, a roll of duct tape, three bottles of water and a plastic canteen. he also finds a small glass bottle, whatever's that is useful for.
Weapons: Will find a switch blade and a 2 foot long piece of re-bar. He will also find a hatchet.
Bio/Background: When the outbreak happened, the first thing Ace did was crap his pants. His nice yellow pants. So he had to go back to his black and red slacks, hurriedly putting them on and replacing his belt. He ran out onto the streets of the city and started to sprint for his life, eventually ending up at the city limits. He just kept wandering from there. He's now approaching a small storage shed.
Occupation Pre-Apocalyse: Pet Detective

[Captain Shelton]

You're so freaking cool dude...

[Ciphra]

Sorry guys. I've been having a rough couple weeks, I'll try and get something up soon, though might have to wait till tomorrow. It's my birthady today so I'm dealing with a lot of people...So many people... -_-

[FortunesFaded]

That's totally understandable - happy birthday mate!

[Captain Shelton]

Yep, happy birthday bro.

BTW, if ya'll know anyone who'd want to join the RP and portray one of the rescued slaves, let me know.

[JonxlatheLion]

Ace could be one of them...
For the luls!

[JonxlatheLion]

sooo
am i accepted?

[Captain Shelton]

You? Yes. Ace Ventura, Pet Detective? No....
lol

[Raikage]

Name: Gus Harvey Anderson

Age: 50

Gender: Male

Race: Caucasian

Gus H. Anderson

- Height: 5,10
- Weight: 208 plbs
- Eye color: Hazel
- Hair Color: Salt and pepper brown
- Physique: Fit but tad overweight
- Scars: None
- Tattoo's: None

Current Clothing

- pair of scuffed up timberland boots


-pair of old denim pants


- old white stained t-shirt


- old brown jacket


- beat up winter hat

Equipment:
- Gus carries around and old green and brown mottled backpack which has the following items inside:
1x Old compass
2x refillable water bottles
1x bag of trail mix
1x sharpening stone
1x black sharpy
1x old road map
1x box of 9mm rounds 3/4 full (70 rounds)

Weapons:

- Colt 45


- Old fire axe

Bio/Background: Gus formerly known as Henry was born in a small town called Benson in the state of Minnisota. Born into a rather normal family he grew up with the normal aspirations a kid should have. Gus was always and adventure seeker even when he was young, he would more often then not get in trouble for trying to preform dangerous stunts around his small town, jumping off roofs, stunts and many other things. Other then his seek for adventure Gus was a pretty straight forward kid, went to school got good grades and had a lot of friends he played with all the time. Gus graduated high school early on in life, and finding himself rather lost on what to do with his life he joined the Army as an infantryman, however Gus was wounded badly in the Lebanese Civil War and he was permanently retired from the army when he was only a private. After his recovery Gus sought still to find adventure but he also wanted to help people too, with his injuries still plaguing him he could not join the police so instead he became a fire fighter for his small town.

When Gus was thirty he moved out of his small town and into Washington where he rejoined the local firefighters. By time Gus was thirty five he was made the Fire marshal and he was a Fire Marshal for almost thirteen years before he retired early after his old war injury came to haunt him. After he retired he taught the younger men who desired to become a fire fighter and he did this up until the infection started. Anything else about his life is unknown but only to him.
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Occupation Pre-Apocalyse: Retired Fire Marshal, Instructor

[JonxlatheLion]

but... why!?
It's not like he would be over powered
He doesn't have his animal empathy here.