[CHAR] The last Survivors

[Shoe Thief]

Full Name (And nickname if applicable): Hunter Monroe

Gender: Male

Age: 27

Height: 5'11"

Appearance (May be picture or written description): Hunter is a man with a reasonable build, he has long dark hair and dark eyes to match. He has decent strength to him but will use what combat skills he has to defend himself. He wears camouflage cargo pants with a T-shirt mainly. At times he will wear a jacket depending on the weather and a satchel holding misalliances supplies. He tends to wear different types of hats, but has a tendency to lose said hats. So they will change all the time.

Former occupation: Hunter worked in a grocery store for several years, though he did have some experience as an electrical Engineer beforehand.

Current Job(s): Hunter now works as an Officer, Scavenger, Soldier, but can be applied as an engineer.

Weapons of choice: 12 gauge Pump action or M4A1, M1911 Handgun, and a hatchet.

Gear of choice: Gas mask, Satchel, Flares or flare gun, Lighter, Small amount of copper wire.

Personal Items (if applicable): His personal items are not much, but he keeps a picture of his family tucked into his old wallet.

Bio:
When things started to go bad Hunter looted the store he worked at and loaded the supplies into his truck, he didn't make it far before he got into a car accident and was forced to walk. When he finally got to his parents home he spent weeks looking for them and the rest of his family, He found some of them but they were already dead. He also learned just how infectious the Virus was. When he found a working gas mask he refused to take it off unless he was in an isolated place with locked doors on all sides.

After a few weeks of traveling he came across some people who took him in. A few more people later and a small convoy was being formed. Now he acts as one of the officers who helps keep the convoy running. He will do anything and everything to try and pull his own weight.

Other: Hunter has picked up a collection of skills over the last few months, things including shooting, hand to hand, and how to "Pick a lock" Which normally involves destroying the door until it's open.

[Chairman Stein]

Full Name (And nickname if applicable): Jackmier 'Dark Doc' Karkaff

Gender: Male

Age: 53

Height: 5 foot 10 inches

Appearance

Jackmier is a man who's face and appearance matches his personality. A scrawny, dare-say unhealthily thin man with rather greasy shoulder-length black hair. His bright green beady eyes gleam with ambition, jealousy, greed, and pride to boot.

Former occupation: Black Market Surgeon and Enforcer of the Russian Mafia

Current Job(s): Medical Staff with a meddling in Engineering (Machines are just humans with oil as blood, right?)

Weapons of choice: Makarov Pistol, Icepick, Scalpel

Gear of choice: First Aid Kit containing: Roll of Gauze, Painkillers, Bandaids, small vial of morphine, package of antibioitics
Small leather Doctor's Bag containing: Spare set of clothing, a pack of cigarettes, small bottle of Diethyl Ether, and a gas mask.

Personal Items (if applicable): In Jackmier's eyes, the past isn't worth remembering or keeping, only the present matters.

Bio

Jackmier tells no one of his life prior to the convoy, and some of the younger members of the convoy believe that perhaps there was no Jackmier prior to convoy. However, the reality of his past is far more twisted and contorted.

Born to a prostitute for a mother and a father associated with both the East German Stasi and the early Russian mafia. The little he ever saw of his father more often than not involved a short but effective beating and a new set of stitches. The little joy he found out of life came from the animals on his block, especially the stray cats. However, it wasn't the comfort of their purrs that Jackmier enjoyed, it was their yelps as he poked and prodded them with kitchen utensils he'd steal in the morning. Pain was a interest to the young Jackmier, the reactions of mammals to it was a beautiful and intense emotion. Often he'd record in his journal what types of pain animals reacted to the loudest, more violently, and what pain brought the quickest fatality.

As a youthful and equally twisted teen, Jackmier followed in his father's footsteps; first associating with the smaller street gangs and eventually joining his father at the meeting place of the budding Lazanov Family. This slow rise into organized crime gave the young Jackmier meaning, a purpose and place in the ever-changing world around him. He quickly found his place as a field medic and occasionally 'information gatherer' for the family. This was where he found his calling as a surgeon. At all hours of the night Jackmier would be woken by a loud bang on the door, often his own father, and would get straight to work on stitching a new knife-wound, or removing a bullet using only a pair of tweezers and a large bottle of alcohol to dull his patients pain.

Then the wall came down... Mass immigration out of the East and into Western Europe and North America, and the collapse of any uncorruptable law enforcement was a dream come true for the Russian mafia, including the Lazanovs. With a growing power-base at home, Don Gobarik Lazanov gained contacts in North America, specifically New York. With the mass immigration, plenty of illegal Europeans were able to enter the United States, including Jackmier. With a final, firm, handshake with his father he left Germany and Europe for the first and last time. One year later his father would be arrested during a heist gone south in Romania, with no contact again with his son.

Life in New York wasn't much different than East Berlin or any other city Jackmier had spent time in. He continued his life as a surgeon on the Black Market and continued his association with the Lazanov Family in both fixing (and causing) broken bones and limbs. However, in 1998 he encountered what would become his addiction... Ether. A short-lived drug of the 1970s, ether was often used as a general anesthetic in North America, and would become one of the items the now middle-aged Jackmier would use on his patients and himself.

Then the dead began to rise... Within days of what the religious and devout called the apocalypse New York City fell. Chaos filled the streets as both the undead and looters began hunting down those who hadn't fled the city in the initial breakdown. Only through his few remaining and living contacts did Jackmier get out of New York and travel north, towards Vermont. The rest, as they say, is history...

Other: Jackmier's long life within the mafia has given him a variety of skills ranging from drastic information 'gathering' skills, breaking and entering, and on-field medical assistance.

[CoCoTina]

Full Name (And nickname if applicable): Samuel Fox Taylor (often called Sam)

Gender: Male

Age: 61

Height: 5’11”

Appearance (May be picture or written description): Samuel supports a large stocky frame with broad shoulders and a thick neck. While old age may have weakened him, his occupation has kept him strong. Muscle tone is clearly visible mostly on his arms but somewhat on his back and shoulders. He sports the distinctive dark farmer’s tan on his arms, and sock area. Excessive exposure to the sun and old age have carved countless line onto his face and a small bout of skin cancer that is visible but benign on his left forearm. His facial hair is usually kept at just a bit more than stubble but after the outbreak, he's been worried about it less and it's gone a bit more wild. Lastly, his left eye squinches a bit more than his left eye and the vision in this eye is less keen but his other eye usually works well enough for the tasks at hand.

Former occupation: Farmer

Current Job(s): Driver and scavenger (he was a truck driver during some of his younger years)

Weapons of choice: He was very close to his shotgun but with ammo running low, he now prefers to use an old brown ax from the farm due to its balances swing, the distance it keeps the undead, and its low chance of breaking. He also appreciates the other functions the ax can perform. However, he is not keen on the way that once you commit to a swing there is no turning back as well as the effort required to remove the weapon from an undead’s body.

Gear of choice: He managed to grab a few air filtration masks that he use to use when he worked with pesticides as well as a handful of bandannas in case something happened to his mask. He also carries with his a medium sized brown ax. He also carries around a large flask of whiskey that he's been nursing since the outbreak.

Personal Items (if applicable): He carries with him a small packet of mixed seeds in case the world ever goes back to normal or if he ever stays in one place long enough to grow them.

Bio: Samuel Fox Taylor was born and raised in Kansas to a poor family that were able to farm a slight excess of what they needed themselves. As soon as he could get his driver's license, he applied to work for a trucking company to transport goods across the unites states. He wanted to see the world, to get away from the small town he grew up in. He spent 7 years with the same company until he met Annie at a diner in Texas. He fell in love, got married, quit his job, and used his savings to purchase a small plot of land to settle down on and to farm.

It seems nothing good can last and eventually Samuel began to spend more time at the bar, coming home late, and spent very little time with his wife who began to resent him. He constantly begged for him to show that he loved her -- or any emotion at all for that matter. One day, after working in the fields, he went to the bar and came back to find that Annie, and all her belongings were gone.

Since then, Sam spent more and more time at the bar and his addiction began to develop further. Eventually he lost the land he had purchased and became homeless. Shortly after this, the outbreak occurred. It was difficult to believe at first. Since he lived in such a small town, it took a long while for the infection to reach them. It wasn't until a large herd of undead came travelling toward the town that everyone began to take things seriously. He spend a while on the run and eventually ran into the convoy. He hesitated joining initially but eventually decided this could be his last chance to do good by other people.

Other: He gets a little grumpy when he hasn't had alcohol in a while (but he tries to hide his problem).

[Irisity]

Full Name (And nickname if applicable): Georgia "News" Newlyn
Gender: Female
Age: 20
Height: 5'6" (1.5 meters)
Appearance (May be picture or written description): http://img2.wikia.nocookie.net/__cb20140316155344/walkingdead/images/archive/b/b3/20140905000337!Season_four_sasha_(2).png Yes, I am aware that she is from the Walking Dead.

Georgia has a few week old bruises on her arms and chest that are prior-outbreak. She also has a few scars; one small strike below her left eyebrow and a jagged spot above her right knee, both about two years old. She has a tattoo that says "Dearest," (comma included like the introduction to a letter) in her girlfriend's, Bianca's, handwriting right above her right thigh.

Former occupation: She was just a poor college student on the run from her abusive girlfriend before it happened. She was majoring in veterinarian science.

Current Job(s): Clean fresh animal kills/tend to any animals (such as horses) that could be useful if they find any

Weapons of choice: Her father's army knife and an aluminum bat

Gear of choice: She has an abundance of doctor's mask she snagged from a vet office, both clean and dirty scalpels tucked safely and securely into her first aid kit, even a needle or two in there. Que-tips and a pocket knife also reside in the first aid kit.

Personal Items (if applicable): She has two bottles of water, one full and one almost empty. A few snacks she snagged from the airport. A picture of Bianca. Her wallet and dead cellphone. All are stored in a small pouch.

Bio: Georgia is from Pheonix, Arizona. She met Bianca in her last year of high school, and everything was nice. But Georgia had a falling out with her father and moved in with Bianca while she searched for colleges to enroll in. At first, it was nice. Living with your girlfriend has it's perks, but soon Bianca started physically abusing Georgia. Georgia quietly took the abuse until one day she took all the money and bought the cheapest ticket she could find that would distance the two over a few states. Only a few minutes after she got off the plane, broadcast warning about the outbreak started.

Other: The bruises and the scars are from Bianca if you haven't realized it yet. The falling out she had with her father was about her being bisexual.

[datadogie]

Full Name (And nickname if applicable): Belle 'Airtight' Valence
Gender: Female
Age: 26
Height: 5'10"
Appearance (May be picture or written description): Innocent features cross Belle's face, and long, dark brown hair flows in straight lines down her back. Her blue eyes add depth into her face, just as her small, trimmed eyebrows and her small lips do. Her slim figure and small breasts fit perfect inside of a dress, and her arms and legs have been called sexy by several men (whom she now keeps away from).
Former occupation: RAF Fighter-bomber pilot, RAF Sergeant Aircrew
Current Job(s): Engineer/mechanic, Soldier, Pilot (if they ever come across aircraft)
Weapons of choice: Glock 17 Pistol, Combat/multirole knife
Gear of choice: (Weapons above), water canteen, Gas Mask (+3 Filters),

Air Crew Survival Pack MK4

Items scored out have been used already.

Tin A:
2x Needles
2x protective Unlubricated
2x tampons
20x water-purification tablets (16x used)
cotton wool
Flint and steel
Fire making blocks

Tin B:
Sleeping bag
nylon cord
compass
candle
4x suspender clips
fishing kit
snare wire
wiresaw
razorblade
elastic band
instruction sheet

Tin C:
Foil blanket

Personal Items (if applicable): A picture of Belle and Ray, her gunner, and her first lover.
Bio: Belle joined the RAF as early as she could to escape her previous life of hate. There, in the RAF, she was respected and happy, easily gaining friends. After training, she was assigned with Ray Rolland on numerous combat and patrol missions. Everything was well, and one day, during their leave, Belle and Ray fell in love. Belle gained the nickname 'airtight' when she and Ray were shot down. Ray's cockpit module successfully ejected, however Belle's failed, and fell into the water of a nearby harbour. She was stuck underwater for a few hours before she was evacuated by a navy diver team, the only thing keeping her alive being the airtight seal of her cockpit module.

After numerous missions, the infected broke out. Aircraft were scrambled, sent everywhere across the world. Unfortunately, one day, the engines failed as Belle and Ray were going to destroy an apartment complex. Belle ejected just in time, however she was forced to watch in horror as her aircraft, as well as Ray, plunged into the building. When she landed, she took the survival kit from her chair, and was forced to survive, though she wished more to die.
Other: N/A

[The Undertaker]

Full Name:
Roland "Striker" Campbell

Appearance

General Attributes

• Height: 6'4"
• Weight: 210 solid pounds
• Eye color: blue
• Hair color: dark brown
• Physique: Muscular and fit
• Tattoos: Has several tattoos covering his entire body including but not limited to the arms mid section, upper and lower back.
• Normal Attire: Normal worn attire is a pair of black scuffed up military grade combat boots, a pair of worn and torn grey and light grey camo pants, a moddled green tank with a similiar colored T-shirt over the top, a black leather belt around his waist, a broken watch on his right arm, a black barret on his head and pair of sunglasses. An his dog tags which are always visible around his upper chest and a pair of fingerless black leather gloves.

Gender:
Male

Age:
39

Former occupation:
Marine in the United States Marine Corp

Current Job(s):
Officer, soldier with the protection detail, Scavenger when the need calls for it, Escort for search parties, Driver.

Weapons of choice

Modded Steyr Aug with attached flashlight, ACOG sight, and internal laser sight


Beretta M1911 with flashlight attachment


Gator tooth machete

Gear of choice:
Black Pack which holds the following items
1x Gas Mask for close encounter fights
1x Extra ammunition for his chosen weapons
1x Sharpening stone
1x Length of paracord

Personal Items:
These items also stored in his black pack
1x Carton of Marborlo blacks
1x Gold Lighter with lighter fluid
1x Extra set of clothes
A photo of himself and a young woman
His old military medals (golden oak leaves)
1x Military canteen
1x Pack of AA batteries

Bio:
Rolands life before the convoy is rather mysterious when it comes to what others know of it, Roland is not a man who freely talks of his past with people who are not considered really close to him. However from the time in which he joined the caravan what is known about him is that he was a military man, he was a Major in the United States Marine Corp. He comes from a small town down south located in Georgia and has practically served in the military since he was eighteen. Nothing is known about his family or at home life or even if he has a family or did have one before the start of the infection. Some have seen the picture he carries in his pack, but are not sure who the woman in the picture is with him. Roland has also enclosed that he was part of a special strike squad in the marines known as the Rough Necks and that is where he got his nickname/code name Striker because of his rather hard punches he can deliver.

Other:
N/A (If its okay I like to reveal history and such other things while I role play. If this is a problem I can add more to the Biography above.

[Kojashi28]

Full Name: Rodrick (Little Roddy) Mahan
Gender: Male
Age: 24
Height: 5'6
Appearance: Scrawny, with short brown hair cut in a very messy high and tight that has obviously not been cut or cleaned in a long time. He looks young although he's got a scar that runs down his left cheek. He claims he got it from a zombie but he actually just tripped when running away during the original zombie attack. He wears a dirty, plain, black v-neck with basketball shorts so he can run.
Former occupation: He was a professional soccer player because he was fast, although he made a small salary due to his height and stature.
Current Job(s): Scavenger
Weapons of choice: Glock 19 due to it's light weight and small kickback and a knife.
Gear of choice: large backpack full of food and whatever else he gathers, a small basic medical kit , and a belt with a knife on it for a multitude of things.
Personal Items: None
Bio: Although Rodrick's 24 he is often teased about looking and acting young. He just wants to be respected by his peers. He's very fast, has great eyesight, and is overall perfect for a scavenger although Rodrick wants to be a soldier. He is a terrible driver and a coward.
Other: Since the apocalypse Rodrick has been one of the few people that stays positive (most of the time) and tries lifting everyone else up.