[CHAR] "Broken Souls" - Zombie Survival (Closed)

[SwarthyBard126]

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Sexuality: Straight

Name: Anthony Henderson

Nickname: Paladin (old call sign), Tony
Background:Anthony Henderson wasn't the smartest kid in his class, so he knew that when he graduated high school that it would be difficult to create a future for himself. The first time Anthony seriously considered the marines was when his older cousin returned home from duty and suggested it to him. Anthony joined after graduation and never looked back. During training, he was chosen to join the United States Marine Corps Force Reconnaissance. He served three five year tours, before sustaining a head injury that ruined the sight in his left eye. Though his eye was saved, he no longer was qualified for force recon and was honorably discharged from service. Two years before the outbreak, Tony had managed to obtain a job at his brother's construction company. When the outbreak happened, he was the only one who prepared for the worst. He spent most of the first part of the outbreak shadowing the military and scavenging. Witnessed the military gun down a group of civilians that were being lead by a handful of NYPD. During the chaos he grabbed what he could and ran. Since that day he has been hostile to all military remnants.

Age:37
Height: 5'8"
Body Type: Muscular
Hair: Shaggy, Black
Eye Color: Brown
Personality: Gruff, but kind. Has a very large grudge against the remnants.

Unique Abilities: Military training (Physical and Tactical), Sniping experience, Hand to hand combat
Knowledge of Combat: Similar to US Military Remnants, only rusty after disuse.

Weapons:Ka-bar Knife, Beretta M9 + 4 full magazines (60 rounds non reusable) + 30 round box of loose ammunition, Machete, Sledge hammer
Equipment: US Marine Duffel Bag, Bulletproof vest he looted from a dead police officer, lots and lots of canned food. water boiler (electric) canteen, First Aid kit, Fllashlight, batteries, duct tape, (SECRET) 1 frag grenade looted from a Military corpse.
Conditions: PTSD (Marine service + events that happened during the outbreak), poor eyesight (Right eye 20/18, left eye 12/20 10/20 is considered legally blind).

[czechmate46]

Name: Petra Novak
Nickname: N/A
Sexuality: Heterosexual
Background: Petra was born in the most eastern point of Czechoslovakia, in 1983. When the Berlin wall was knocked down and the USSR dissolved, her family moved to America. Being new immigrants that spoke little English, they did not have the most luxurious life. Up until the time that Petra moved out, she and her family lived in a crummy apartment with cracks in the wall and flickering lights. When Petra was still in high school, her brother had graduated. Not having the money for college, he got involved in a gang. By the time Petra had graduated, her brother had gotten her involved with it as well and they were working together. However, some years later, during a deal gone bad, Petra's brother was killed. This prompted her to give up the lifestyle and lead a straight life. She used the money she had made to move to a different part of the city and finally enroll in college at the age of 26. Since graduation, she had been working as a cook and living alone in her apartment. This is the life she had during the outbreak.
Age: 35
Height: 5'7
Body Type: Average
Hair: Blonde
Eye Color: Blue
Personality: Being from Eastern Europe, Petra is naturally on the colder side. Smiles are a rare commodity and laughs are even rarer. She speaks only when she feels it's necessary and has little patience for nonsense. Her temper is somewhere in the middle; she knows not to snap over petty things but will not let others walk all over her and will not tolerate people wasting her time. She is rough around the edges and will not lie for your benefit. She will call things as she sees them. She is usually independant and will not ask for help unless she truly needs it. Another thing she takes from growing up in the Soviet Union is her communistic views. These will be prominent when in a group setting.
Unique Abilities: trilingual (Czech, German, and English), cooking skills, street experience, and negotiation skills.
Knowledge of Combat: while Petra was involved in street life, she did little fighting herself. That was up to the men and she was smart enough to avoid such confrontations. She has basic knowledge of guns as her gang dealt them and she knows how to properly wield blunt trama weapons. Despite this knowledge, she is not extremely experienced with it, but can hold her own at least for a little while.
Weapons: Fire axe and pocket knife
Equipment: backpack containing: bag of crackers, canteen of water, three cans of soup, some medical supplies, a dead phone, wallet, and a change of clothes.
Conditions: her English isn't exactly up to par and despite being in the country for twenty eight years, she still mixes her words up sometimes. This is mostly due to the fact that her family is still spoke Czech at home and she would only have to use her English when outside of her house. Can also be a little hard to understand.

[Shoe Thief]

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Sexuality: Bi

Name: Hunter Monroe

(Optional)Nickname: Smart ass, Dumb ass, Mudak (Russian for asshole if I remember correctly).

Background:

Basically Hunter was one of those people that was having trouble going anywhere in life, He worked a part time job in a grocery store and made minimum wage. He spent most his time at home in his apartment either playing games or planning stupid things to do. He studied electrical engineering in high school and in collage before he dropped out, he never did anything with this knowledge other then rip off his next door neighbors electricity bill. He would borrow a friends gun every once and a while and go to a range in his neighborhood but he was limited on this because he lacked money to keep buying ammo, and to convince his friend it was a good idea to keep letting him use his gun.

Hunter was at work when things started to get bad, his manager got the idea how bad it was and grabbed what food he could an ran for it. Hunter soon followed his lead and loaded up his pickup with as much food and drinks as he could. He made it back to his apartment where things were still in decent condition, it wasn't super bad in his area yet so he had time to get his supplies to his apartment.

Overtime he has gathered small amounts of supplies from other apartments. Anything from weapons to food to medical, though for a cheap apartment building finding much was kinda hard.

Age: 28

Height: 6'0"

Body Type: About average build, not strong but not weak. Fairly fit though considering all the gaming.

Hair: He has short dark brown hair that has been cut by himself poorly each time, it's uneven and at times even singed from failed electrical experiments.

Eye Color: He has brown eyes.

Personality: Hunter is laid back for the most part. He's normally in a good mood and tends to look at the best of a bad situation, Unless it gets really bad then he starts to freak out over the little things. He tends to be a smart ass at times making jokes out of bad situations or just stupid jokes at wrong times.

Unique Abilities: Hunter is able to follow most electrical plans and even build electrical circuits from scratch, given the parts he could build a hand crank electrical generator or a motor. Also really poor lock picking skills.

Knowledge of Combat: He is familiar with a gun and he can use a ax or a hammer if need be in a bad situation.

Weapons: (Not all will be carried at once) 12 Gauge Shotgun, .38 Personal defense revolver, Fire ax, Claw hammer.

Equipment: Screw driver, Improvised lock pick, Multy purpose knife tool, Goggles.

[Fat Boy Kyle]

James Morgan

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James is a Caucasian male that stands at 6ft1. He is of stocky build, weighing around 14st (give or take a few pounds). He is physically fit and of above average strength and stamina. He tends to sport a crew cut and has dark brown hair, however it has started to grow out. He has dark hazel eyes.

(As in the photo) James wears a white shirt beneath a grey hoody and an old leather jacket that belonged to his father. He’s also wearing some newish jeans that are dark grey in colour, and some black boots. James has some old aviators that he’ll wear if its sunny.

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【Full Name】
James Morgan

【Nickname】
(Hasn’t got one at the moment)

【Gender】
Male

【Age】
21

【Sexuality】
Straight

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【Personality】

James was always the laid-back optimistic type, not often voicing his opinions unless asked and only offering reassuring ones when he did. Whether this survived the outbreak however remains to be seen. He is quite confident and not easily offended, although he will not hesitate to take action if someone is intimidating him or if he sees something he really doesn't agree with.

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【Background】
James was born in Derby (UK) as the only child of publicans James (senior) and Francesca Morgan. Through his teens he was endued with the promise that he would work in the family pub, The King’s Sword, and eventually inherit it when he was older. Living above the pub he became used to the life and atmosphere surrounding it, and some of his happiest memories were of him and his father doing work on the place (they were very much DIY orientated). After high school James, despite intending to work in the pub, went to college where he studied History, Sociology, Creative Writing and Security. He had always had a great interest in ancient history and loved to read about ancient Rome and write alternative fiction in his spare time. Sociology he took because he heard it was easy, but actually found he quite liked it. And he took Security because he thought it might be handy given his bar work; he actually went on to get his security license and is therefore a security guard for the pub as well (if nothing else it makes the place look more professional and lowers their insurance).

Whilst in college James fell in love with a girl named Carly. After hearing she was into boxing James took the sport up himself to get her attention, and it worked. He never really took part in competitions, but he kept up the practice because he knew Carly found it attractive. About five months ago (after four years of going out) James proposed to Carly and she moved in with him above the pub. At that point James’ parents had moved out into a nicer house on the edge of Derby. When the outbreak occurred James and Carly were vacationing in New York, and he was quickly separated from her.

For the first few months he was part of a small group that survived in a small apartment building. However these small groups never seem to last, and it only took one night watch to fall asleep for the whole group to be torn apart. James was pretty sure he wasn't the sole survivor but he never saw any of the others again. Since then he's been mostly on the move, never really staying in one place for more than a few days. The only survivors that he ever comes across tend to be raiders and the like, and so he tends to be cautious about meeting new folk.

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【Unique Abilities】
James makes a good bartender and can mix a small variety of drinks. He is fairly at DIY, especially where woodwork is concerned. He also knows how to ride a motorbike. None of these are really unique abilities, but he hasn’t much else to bring to the table.

【Knowledge of Combat】
James is a fairly decent boxer, and because of his security training he knows some self-defence techniques (including restraints). In the months since the outbreak he has become fairly adept at using his machete and shield, and so prefers to fight in close confined quarters.

【Weapons】
A machete and a police riot shield, both of which he scavenged of corpses.

He hasn’t bothered to keep hold of any guns yet because he doesn’t really know how to use one (outside of video games) and knows that gunfire is likely to attract unwanted attention.

【Equipment】
A bottle of absinthe;
a wind up torch;
a couple of cans of beans;
a stab can opener;
a plastic spork;
a phone with no battery left;
an umbrella;
and a small backpack tailored for bikers.

【Conditions】
He cannot swim, although he is very good at flailing in the water.

[Arkara]

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Sexuality: Heterosexual
Name: Aurora Jones
Nickname: Jonesy

Background: Aurora was raised in a small fly in access only village where her father was a State Trooper in Alaska. Her mother had left them shortly after they moved to the village so Aurora spent a lot of time that wasn’t in school learning subsistence living techniques along with the other children. In such a remote area the yearly salmon harvest and meat from game go along way to providing food as it is very expensive to bring supplies in by plane.

Aurora learned fishing, trapping and hunting from her father and the community. Every year as soon as she was old enough she would go on moose and caribou hunts with her father. When she was strong enough he taught her father taught her how to bow hunt. The yearly hunt was a point that Aurora looked forward to every year. Eventually her father took a transfer to Anchorage where she went to high school and her helicopter license. For a few years she worked for tour companies but eventually she followed her father’s foot steps and went to work for the State Troopers.
Aurora has been working mostly out of Anchorage for the Troopers doing some flightseeing tours in her spare time. She ended up in New York visiting a friend before her yearly hunting trip with her father. She was set up to meet him in Argentina but the outbreak happened before she could leave. Aurora managed to fight her way back to her friend’s place in Queens where her 55 pound compact bow and arrows were waiting. Since then she has fortified the top floor where she hides out, after the first few survivors turned on her Aurora stopped taking people in.

Age: 28
Height: 5’9”
Body Type: Athletic
Hair: Long straight dark brown
Eye Color: green

Personality: If Aurora doesn't pick on you a bit she doesn't like you. Normally she has a very playful personality though knows when to change gears thanks to her profession. Since the outbreak Aurora has been alone for the most part and with frequent enemy encounters has made very cautious and much more guarded. Gone is the woman that cracked jokes over beers with friends, now only a paranoid survivor remains. This hasn't lead way to a complete break down of her code though, the strong moral compass that once guided her is still there it is just buried under the need to survive.

Unique Abilities

Interrogation: Thanks to her training she knows techniques to help dig information out of people. Without the press of the law she has had to adapt some of her procedures with less than savory actions.

Survival: Growing up in the Alaska Bush taught Aurora how to survive in the worst of conditions with winters dipping down to -50 adaptability and situational awareness were key. She also learned small animal trapping, tracking and hunting.

Knowledge of Combat:

Gun Proficiency: Aurora had always been a decent shot but the sharpening of training brought it out. She is best with handguns in a cqc situation, she has never been a fan of automatic weapons and their jarring recoil.

Hand to Hand: After learning some Aikido in training Aurora took it up in her spare time. She isn't an expert but can hold her ground. She tries not to let the enemy get that close.

Bow Proficiency: Since she has been bow hunting as a child Aurora is very skilled with her compact bow. She has taken down many moose and even a bear once (barely) but as they say humans are the most dangerous game.

Weapons

Compact Bow: Good condition with a 20 arrows of varying tips remaining.
Skinning Knife: Razor sharp, not often used for fighting but is there as an option.

Equipment:

1 Frame pack with bed roll and hiking tent.
1 pocket water filtration system
1 Led headlamp
1 solar charger for headlamp
8 bottles of iron

Conditions: Slight Anemia. While iron isn't extremely hard to find scavenging for pills is dangerous. She gathered a large amount just after the outbreak and has been rationing them. If she doesn't have Iron Aurora becomes weaker and tires more easily.

[WildCobra]

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Appearance

Sex: Heterosexual

Name: Adrian Williams

(Optional)Nickname: Razor

Age: 24

Height: 6'2

Body Type: Average Fit

Hair: Black Kept At A Short-Cut

Eye Color: Brown

Background: Adrian was a good person, raised by father with good intentions and a good life for him. his father, James Williams, owns 3 different garage shops in he state of Georgia and while James was working on fixing and modifying cars and semi-trucks, Adrian was there right by him watching how he fixed all the various vehicles. Adrian grew a liking to the shop and ended up becoming a car fanatic just like his father.
As he grew up a simple yet exciting childhood, mainly within the confines of his fathers shops, he went on and graduated from High school gaining a scholarship in the process for Mechanical Engineering in New York with an extension of a part-time job working at an auto body shop from one of his father's friends. His father also recommended he find some way of defending himself, because of the fast, tough, and harsh lifestyle New York was he took up boxing, but only having time for the basics since college and work took most of his spare time.
A little after only two months after he accepted the offer and moved from Detroit, Michigan, the news of the outbreak started spreading like wildfire. He quickly managed to gather what he needed as essential and was out the door to go see that his father and make sure that he was safe as well, but all of the exits out of the city were destroyed and there was no way out, and he was deviated. The only goal in mind that he had was to find a way out of the hell he was in and find a way back to his family.
Personality: Adrian his a kind soul, and a forgiving one, but only to those who have done right and not just on their judgment of the world is now.
He took up just after his father, but not his mother since he didn't know her and his father wasn't too keen on speaking about her, Still he will not hesitate leave you in the dust if your a danger or a person who isn't trust worthy.
Unique Abilities: Automotive Mechanical Skills. He is a very proficient at fixing and repairing cars, with a crew at hand ,that are still usable and a few house appliances as well. The downside though is the usage of vehicles in the city of New York is very limited since all the streets are crowded with them and/or dead bodies

Combat Capabilities: Basics of Boxing

Weapons: A metal crowbar, from garage shop.

Current Equipment:
A Blue Hiking Bag
A Set Of catchers gear without helmet (Both taken after scavenging sporting goods store.)
4 bottles of water (1 open 3 sealed)
2 cans of White Clam Chowder
2 cans of tea
1 large blue towel
A half charged phone (For Time purposes, very little entertainment)
1 car charger cord
and a used first aid kit (missing alcohol)

[Dondude]

Bobby Tufte

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Name: Bobby Tufte
Age: 13
Height: 5'2"
Body Type: Lanky,
Hair: Dirty Blonde
Eye Color: Dark Brown

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Background: Even before the outbreak, Bobby was a victim of others. Being shy, timid, and a frail build, he was the target of bullying throughout his school years. This led to him growing a greater disposition for books and his own company, or the company of his loving father, Stanley. Bobby's mother died when he was very young, and he only has the faintest recollection of her. Stan, on the other hand, was very close to Bobby, and helped him foster his love for knowledge. Bobby was quite particular to books on archaeology, and had grand fantasies of becoming an explorer of artifacts just like Indiana Jones. Ever since he witnessed the infamous "sword vs. pistol" scene of Raiders of the Lost Ark, Bobby begged his father to get him a pistol just like Indy. Coming to a compromise, Stan gave him a slingshot and, being quite skilled with one in his own youth, taught his son how to use it. This led to an incident at Bobby's school, in which one of his bully's was sent to an ER. Bobby was temporarily expelled as a result, much to his father's dismay; but it sure did a good job of stopping the bullying.
Then, the outbreak happened less than a year later. Stan, working in a busy hospital as a nurse, was one of the first to go; and Bobby had the misfortune of witnessing the transition. Stan caught on quick, and knew first-hand just as the rest of the city was catching on... but it was too late on to get his son to safety, himself. He urged his son to leave him behind, and compelled him to use the sewers as a possible method to hide. Bobby was reluctant, of course... until all hell broke loose, as the city fell into chaos along with his father shortly after. Bobby left Stan without much of a good chance for goodbyes, and took on his father's desperate advice to use the sewers. It was surprisingly effective; to not get eaten at first, anyway. He could still hear the chaos unfold above, the sounds of people screaming and being eaten alive.
Being on his own, he didn't have much as far as answers or comfort. The sewers have since proven to be a safe haven from most of the zombie population, at the least; but it has done little to prepare him for the outside world. After a recent incident at discovering his "home" in the sewers was ransacked, Bobby made an awful realization; the Raiders were learning about the safety of the sewers in greater numbers. Running out of places to hide, Bobby has recently been forced in more and more situations to attempt to survive above... and its been proving increasingly taxing for the unenlightened boy.
Personality: As already mentioned, Bobby is shy and timid by nature; add to being in isolation since the beginning of the outbreak, and his social abilities are... inadequate, to say the least. However, he is far from dumb, and learns the traits of others quickly. As such, he will be more comfortable revealing less (or lies) about himself as opposed to more. The world with which he has grown up in has logically made him accustomed to pessimism and distrust, where he looks out for himself first and foremost, if only for survival's sake. He is still a child, however; he has not forgotten how to laugh, or cry.

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Unique Abilities: Having spent most of the pandemic living in the sewers, Bobby has a great handle of NY's sewer system, and his eyesight has developed quite well in conditions without light. On the negative side of things, the lack of sunlight has also made his eyes very sensitive to the sun. Considering this trait, Bobby is great as a night spotter, as a guide in dark places (most especially the sewers), and (as further described in his "knowledge of combat"), very useful as an unorthodox "sniper." In addition, his small size and height allows him to squeeze through and/or hide slightly more easily in small spaces than others, and/or to sneak and make less noise slightly more effectively (though he's no ninja, and trained ears will find him without much difficulty). As a side, he will also eat next to anything that's edible, having grown a knowledge of what is edible and what is not, learning out of necessity to eat essentially sludge and/or whatever rotten scraps he happens to stumble upon to survive (aka having a complete lack of cooking skills).
Knowledge of Combat: Bobby is an excellent shot with his father's slingshot, and it has saved his life from zombies on more than one occasion. He's a very good shot with it at long distances, practicing extensively on the dull moments of down-time he has in a day. This makes Bobby much more dangerous than his frail frame makes him seem at first glance, and has resulted in the deaths of two foolish Raiders (reluctantly, and still mentally scarring, on Bobby's end). Despite this, Bobby's preference for his slingshot has led to a lack of development and experience in guns or close-proximity weapons; if ever caught in such a situation, he would be sure to be dead without the quick help of others. Knowing this full well, he has lived his life avoiding it at all costs, and has been relatively successful (until recently).
Weapons/Equipment: 1. His father's slingshot. It is one of the professional, metallic kinds, and being a quality instrument, it's still in very durable condition. It is capable of shooting all sorts of miscellaneous objects laying about (as big as a soda can, as small as a tiny pebble). 2. A large pouch holding rocks and scraps of "food", and a smaller pouch of "bang snaps", those novelty fireworks that you throw on the ground to make a small, bright "POP!". Using his slingshot, these in particular prove incredibly useful for directing/distracting small to medium groups of zombies. 3. A combat knife he's found on the streets near the beginning of the outbreak, which has since become rusty and near-dull. Marginally useful for cutting through weak materials, or his own hair. Not very useful in CQC, even if Bobby knew how to use it for such. 4. An old, dirty wine bag for water. 5. Very large shades that he has also found near the beginning of the outbreak, used when the sun is particularly bright (and look rather comical on his small face).
Conditions: Bobby's skin was always pretty pale to begin with. Add to the matter that he hasn't been seeing much sunlight, he almost resembles a zombie from a distance. Also, while knowing quite a bit about the sewers, he knows very little in terms of the outside world since the outbreak.

[Crazedm]

Sexuality: Heterosexual
Name: Alec Spencer
Nickname: Spence

Background: Always kind of a loner Alec would spend most of his time reading and only felt normal when he is alone or with certain family members. Because of this he has only had a select few friends throughout his life. He has a special attachment to his grandfather as he was his only family after his parents were killed in car crash when he was 8. He lived with him until he was 19 and went to college out of state. Since the world took a turn for the worst he realized he might have to put his feelings about being alone aside to stay alive even if that means going outside his comfort zone and look for survivors to be with. He realized that without other people the world is not worth living in.

Age: 22
Height: 6 ft
Body Type: Stockier Build,
Hair: Shaggy black hair
Eye Color: Blue
Personality: Quirky, reserved, overall good person that wouldn’t hurt a fly in the normal world. When things changed he realized you can’t survive in this new world and live by his old mindset.

Unique Abilities: Very Skilled marksman with a hunting rifle. He has taken game down from over 200+ yards with kill shots. He is very thorough when he has a job and very detail oriented.
Knowledge of Combat: Only basic gun safety from hunting with his grandfather ever since he was 10.
Weapons: .308, tire iron from the trunk of his car, and a baseball bat
Equipment: Backpack, 6 cans of soup 2 cans of chili from his apartment, 4 candy bars, 5 bottles of water, box of band aids and numerous ointments and pills from his medicine cabinet. One shirt and sweatshirt and one and a half boxes of .308 rounds (60 rounds).