[CHAR] FEAR The Walking Dead: Survival.

[datadogie]

CS:

Silver Fox

Name: Sergeant Silver 'Sif' Fox

Age: 24

Appearance:

Gender: Female

Family: Brother (Alive), Mother (Deceased), Father (Deceased), and then two uncles and cousins, as well as a nephew, in Scotland.

Personality:
-Positive
-Doesn't back down
-Exploitative
-Serious when needed
-Militaristic

Bio: Silver used to fight quite a bit before she decided to apply for the military. Silver managed to join the British armed forces as soon as she was able, as an attempt to put the fighting and squabbling she used to do to use. This led to her eventual recruitment into the SAS, and she soon passed the requirements of being promoted to a sergeant. After a few operations, Silver was granted some weeks of leave, and she chose to use them in Philadelphia.

Job Before The Outbreak: British SAS (Special Air Service)

Relationships: Paul Garrett (Colleague and friend) (Discussed with Datadogie)

Disability/Fear: Entomophobia (Fear of insects), Atomosophobia (Fear of atomic explosions)

Weapon of Choice: HK MP5 (Though, she obviously won't start off with one.)

Paul Garrett

Name: Corporal Paul 'Hotshot' Garrett

Age: 22

Appearance:

Gender: Male((Gender is obvious, do you have a penis or a vagina? :P ))

Family: Brother (Deceased), Mother (Alive), Father (Deceased), an uncle, auntie and cousin.

Personality:
-Daring
-Loyal
-Friendly
-Jokeful

Bio: Paul was one of those people that saw the military as a source of income rather than being a militaristic person. Once in, he served for a few years before passing SAS selection. After some time serving with them, he was granted leave. After discovering that his fireteam leader, Silver, was going to the same destination as him, he decided to party up with her during their leave.

Job Before The Outbreak: British SAS (Special Air Service)

Relationships: Silver Fox (Colleague and friend) (Discussed with Datadogie)

Disability/Fear: Helminthophobia (The fear of being infested with worms)

Weapon of Choice: HK MP5 (Obviously, like Silver, won't have this at start)

[RangingWolf]

Andrew Ball

Name: Andrew Ball

Age: 21

Appearance:

Hider

Gender: Male

Family: mother and father both are dead already

Personality: A very quiet person, who keeps to himself. Very loyal to his friends. Prefers not to pry into people's past or what they are thinking. Known for being a very serious person. matter of fact type person. prefers to either be alone or in small groups. If in a large will tend to either be behind everyone or scouting ahead.

Bio: Before the outbreak Andrew was a violinist. He played in a small band that was starting to get popular. On the weekends he was a auxiliary police officer or a volunteer one. He helped at the station whenever he could. Since he was a police officer in a large city they trained him with the weapons of the police force so he could defend himself and others if necessary. His parents died shortly after he graduated high school. During that period he was crippled with grief and depression. It took him many months to come out of it but eventually he did.

Job Before The Outbreak: Violinist, auxiliary police officer

Relationships: (anybody wanna be friends?)

Disability/Fear: Andrew is scared of heights, spiders, clowns. Smoker

Weapon of Choice: Gonna have to say an assault rifle if he finds one if not then a hunting rifle (semi or bolt)

[seriousarmour]

Name:Jakon Arturius

Age:24

Description:Picture as above, athletically well muscled. Getting slightly more worn from lack of access to good food.

Gender:Beard, short hair, penis. Pretty sure I'm a bloke.

Family: Four brothers and a sister back home in Australia, all alive and well at last contact.
Personality:Always seems to be sarcastic, wearing a wry grin at the most inappropriate times. Normally lighthearted, however he can be brutal at times. His humour often hiding darker thoughts and emotions.

Bio: Jakon grew up in a loving family struggling to get by occasionally having to fall back on crime to make sure there was enough food on the table to supply all his loved ones. The crimes progressed over time, initially just shoplifting from supermarkets it soon became B&E followed soon by grand theft auto. After doing a short stint in Juvy he was released and quickly fell back in with the wrong crowd, joining a local biker gang straight out of school. From there things where slightly different, the crimes now involved gunrunning, murder and witness coercion. But he had learnt his lesson, and covered his tracks. Working through the ranks for the last few years he has finally taking some personal time and headed away from his home of Australia to ride some of the famous and not so famous american roads.

Job:Biker/Professional criminal enforcer/B&E expert

Fear:Phobia of drowning. Fear of being helpless.

Weapons

Weapons of choice:

[Dirty Dan]

Michael Wesley

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Size: 6'1

Physical Shape: Michael's body is well taken care of. At a healthy weight, and broad-shouldered, he has a muscled physique, that comes with years of eating meat and vegetables, handling rowdy animals, and drawing bows taut. Hunting has garnered him a steady food supply over the time of the apocalypse, so starving has never been something that he has really experienced at this day and age.

Age: 25 years of age.

Family: Grandpa - Doug Wesley ;; Grandma - Mary Wesley ;; Both are alive and healthy for their older ages.

Personality: Current Personality: As of right now, Michael is a respectful, hard-working young man with a good, smart head on his shoulders. He is usually busy, so he doesn't seem to hav emuch time for talking and lollygagging, but if you get him at a time where he isn't running errands for his ma or working for his pops, he can engage in conversation, with a natural charm that comes with being raised up right. He is a mature guy, but has no qualms about having fun and such. He is rather protective, and will stand up for those who are treated wrongly for no good reason.

Will, over the course of heavy survival and such, develop into: Michael can come off as unapproachable, but that's mainly because he tends to be a bit on the quiet side, having spent ample time thinking and mourning - thus making silence something he is intimately familiar with. While a bit cold-shouldering, Michael is a very down-to-earth, realistic man, calloused from witnessing the deaths of his loved ones. Focused on the task at hand, and mature, Michael can take on a leadership role rather easily - although he tend to be a loner, due to the fact that groups can easily limit mobility and survival chances. He isn't secretly evil, and is a naturally humane person. If he sees someone in trouble, there's a high chance of him helping. However, as stated before, he's realistic, and if there's no chance in Hell of them being saved without major loss on both sides, he will move on, albeit with a heavy heart. These trying times have made him merciless in certain situations, and he no longer hesitates to end the life of a human, if that human poses harm or threat to him or anyone close to him. Serious, and focused, Michael's first rule of survival is...'Survive'. Although he may not seem it at first, there are rare times where Michael will let down his guard and laugh/joke, but it's extremely rare. With close friends, he may let down his guard a tad, and crack jokes or engage in some type of banter, but don't expect it to be an often thing. Even then, him getting all laughy and hyperactive is a no-go.

Occupation: Hunter/farmer by trade, lived in the country with his grandpa and grandma. Sold animal fur/meat to a large hunting shop in Philly.

Equipment: A light-weight, heavy-duty backpack, a multi-tool, a scarred lighter, a small flash-light light, and a wallet - containing some money and a picture of his grandparents. Will also most-likely pack dried meat and water.

Weapons: His future weaponry consists of: A worn, yet highly-maintained and sturdy recurve bow, a leather-wrapped quiver with self-made, sturdy arrows, and a sharpened utility knife. His arrows are reusable, which he makes great use of, and is virtually silent;; It's rare that you would see him with a gun. The utility knife is strapped securely to his pants, and the bow is latched to a strap on his backpack; easy access. The quiver is peeking over his right shoulder, strapped to his back. A solid, light-weight crowbar is strapped to the other side, opposite to his canteen.

Background: Michael had always been raised to be a humble, hardworking young man. Born in a country home, in a plot of land where the forest was cut-off at, hard-work was always a part of his daily life. Cutting wood for the fire, tending to the cows and pigs, and going hunting with his grandpa, deep within the woods...that's how his life was. His mother was single, and had died giving birth to him, leading him into the custody of his grandparents. He didn't mind;; to him, those two would always be his real parents, no matter what. He was taught his studies by a hired tutor, and was taught how to be a man by his grandfather. He speared fish in the lake behind their home, he rode horses down the dirt trails, he helped build sheds and different contraptions for the animals and vehicles, and, the most fun of all, he hunted animals with Mother Nature, selling the fur and hide in the market whenever they went down into Philly - which wasn't often. When all of this happened, Michael and his grandparents knew nothing of it. They were getting old, and it was up to Michael to provide for the family;; he did so efficiently and immediately, spending his time roping the horses, tending to the pigs, chickens, and cows, and hunting deer, boars, and hogs in the forest.

Recently, he has taken his grandpa and grandma down into Philly for a time in the city. Just so that they can experience it a bit more, since they tend to keep to their farm.

Other: The stuff in his weaponry and equipment slots are all things he has at his home, which he will eventually get/wear once shit really hits the fan.

[Bright_Ops]

Name: Andre Mcdonald

Age: 24

Appearance:

Gender: Male

Family: Two parents, three older sisters (All in Australia and out of contact with at this time)

Personality: Andre tries to keep himself cool and collected at all times but its quite clear to those that talk to him that he is quite shaken up from recent events and the fear of the painful death awaiting them at the slightest screw up. Despite being worried sick, he is trying his best to be brave and friendly to those he meets.

Bio: Andre grew up in a loving family that was rather well off, a fact that he has long learned to treasure due to his interactions with others. He had always felt comfortable in libraries and it was no surprise to anyone when he pursued a career in being a librarian; While this meant that he had to travel to the U.S for a well paying job, he already had plans to try and find a better job back in Australia as soon as possible. When the zombie outbreak started, Andre picked up the libraries copy of the zombie survival handbook and has been using it as a guide to help keep him alive ever since.

Job Before The Outbreak: Librarian.

Disability/Fear: Fear of being eaten alive, fear of burning alive, fear of drowning... fear of dying a painful death really.

Weapon(s) of Choice: A baseball bat and a handgun.

[Mr_pink]

Set Trachtenberg

Name: Set Trachtenberg

Age: 76

Gender: Male

Family:
Marie Trachtenberg - Wife - Deceased prior to outbreak.
Hila Ellis - Daughter - Living in the deep south, unknown if alive.
Johnathan Ellis - Son in law - Living with Hila, unknown if alive.
Sophia Ellis - Granddaughter - Living with Hila and Johnathan, unknown if alive.

Personality:
-Cautious
-Talkative
-Stubborn
-Inquisitive

Bio:
Set had a rigid upbringing under his religion of Judaism. He was drafted into the Vietnam war at the age of 20 and quickly rose through the ranks because of his quick thinking and skill. He met his wife shortly after his service in the war ended, and they married after a year of knowing each other. They had their daughter when they were both around 32 and raised her to the best of their ability. Set's wife died of skin cancer in the late 90s, something which he has yet to properly recover from.

Job Before The Outbreak: Former soldier - Stock broker

Disability/Fear: Obviously his age can be considered a disadvantage as his eyesight and skills are not as sharpened as they once were. Along with this, Set is far sighted and needs glasses to properly see anything close up.

Weapon of Choice:
-Set's cane doubles as a sword, something which he purchased after being mugged in the late 80s.

-A hammer

-Some sort of rifle(later on in the RP)

[StuartM]

CS:
Name: - Shawn Carter

Age: 28 and a half.

Appearance:

Gender: Male

Family: Laura Carter - Fiancé, deceased.

Personality:
-Problem Solver
-Hot headed at times
-Stubborn; not one to back off
-Realist
-Responsive
-Quick with decisions

Bio: Shawn and his fiancé Laura were pretty happy together in their younger life. Two weeks before he was due to turn 23, Laura was rushed to hospital in order for their first child's birth. What should have been the best day of his life, turned in to a dark time for Shawn. His child was a stillborn, and his wife died during child birth. He lost everything within a 6 hour time period, between Laura and Shawn getting to hospital, and the two death announcements. Within a few months, Shawn - who was then 23 - had became an alcoholic, who suffered from depression due to the loss of his fiancé and child. He never went to the offered counselling, he just stayed in his flat and drowned in his sorrows. Four years had passed, and Shawn - now 27 - thanks to the help of his friend from before his wife died, he began to get his life back on track. She helped pick him up out the dumps, and helped him sort his life out. Thanks to her, he began attending regular counselling, and she also helped to get him a job as a cleaner in a local hospital. A year later, at the age of 28, Shawn still attends his counselling and still has his job, which just pays the rent for his apartment. Little did he know what was about to unfold in the coming weeks.

Job Before The Outbreak: Cleaner at the hospital.

Relationships:

Disability/Fear: Recovering alcoholic.

Weapon of Choice: .45 magnum revolver/hatchet.

[Catchy username]

Scott Carter

Name: Scott Carter

Age: 39

Appearance:


Wearing a jacket with the CDC logo on the front and the letters ERRB printed on the back.

Gender: Male

Family: Jill Carter (Wife, 37, deceased), James Carter (Son, 18, deceased)

Personality: Hard working, dedicated to his job, compassionate, friendly, caring

Bio: Originally born in Chicago, Scott moved to Philadelphia with his parents at the age of 15. He scored top of his class in Biology and Chemistry, earning him a scholarship to Stanford University to pursue studies in Medicine. Graduating with a B+ earned him a job at the Stanford Health Centre. It was here that he met his future wife, Jill, a receptionist at the hospital. When he got offered a job working with the CDC as part of their Infectious Diseases Branch, Scott moved to Philadelphia, bringing Jill with him. After a couple of years in the city, they had their first child, James. Jill left work for several years to focus on parenting. When James was 11, Scott enrolled on a CDC training course for outbreak containment and recovery. After completing the course, he got a job working with the CDC Emergency Response and Recovery Branch as an Emergency Response Specialist. At the time of the outbreak, Scott was manning a screening checkpoint in central Philadelphia.

Job Before The Outbreak: CDC Emergency Response and Recovery Branch (ERRB)

Relationships: TBD

Disability/Fear: Fear of heights, loss of control, fear of open water

Weapon of Choice: Small handheld pistol, i.e Glock 17

[Nallore]

Name: Lauren Barker

Age: 26

Appearance:



Gender: Female

Family: Lauren keeps in contact with her family almost daily last she heard they were all fine.
Kayla Barker, Mother (Alive)
John Barker, Father (Alive)
Lisa Barker, Older Sister (Alive)
Brian Barker, Younger Brother (Alive)

Personality: Lauren is a very friendly and approachable kind of person, she is very loving and caring to those she considers her friends and is always the one there for them. It takes a very long time for her to ever get angry and rarely ever shows it, she always is seen to be very calm even when it comes to her job at a hospital and thing get stressful.

Bio: Lauren was originally born outside of Pittsburgh to a loving family she is the middle child of her family, she was always close to her brother and sister. Lauren was always a very smart person always getting good grades in school, and always having a group of friends with her she always wanted to help people. When she finally graduated high school Lauren decided to go to nursing school and become a nurse, more particularly with kids. After spending her next few years in nursing school Lauren eventually graduated, then she moved to Philadelphia where she got a job at The Children's Hospital of Philadelphia.

Lauren currently lives in an apartment in downtown Philly where it is just a short drive from there to the hospital where she currently works at. Lauren does go back to her hometown every now and then when she is not on call and has her vacation time.

Job Before The Outbreak: Nurse at, The Children's Hospital of Philadelphia

Relationships: (PM me for pre-established relationships with my character.)

Disability/Fear: Visual impairment she wears glasses she has really bad vision that runs in her family but most of the time she wears contacts. being alone, and death.

Weapon of Choice: Start of the RP nothing but a knife.

[czechmate46]

Name: Petra Novak

Age: 41

Gender: Female

Family:
Father - deceased before the outbreak
Mother - in Europe, status unknown
Brother - in America, status unknown
Husband - deceased during outbreak


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 independent and will not ask for help unless she truly needs it.

Bio: Petra grew up in former Czechoslovakia in the 70's and 80's. Political turmoil quickly became an ideal that she was familiar with. Her father and mother ran a small business that both her and her brother helped run, while trying to distract themselves from what was going on around them. In 1991, with the ending of the cold war, both Petra and her brother saw this as an opportunity to get out of Europe and go to America, "land of opportunity". However, they had little means of getting there and their parents refused to leave their country. Later on in 1992, Petra learned that a friend of the family had been able to make it to America. After contacting him, a man who was five year older than her, she agreed to marry him in order for her to get to America. Once in America and married, she was able to bring her brother over as well. Their parents stuck by their word and never left, what had become, the Czech Republic. Petra lived with her husband, despite their lack of common interests, until the outbreak. Her husband worked in construction while Petra made as much money as she could by tailoring clothing. The couple was never able to have children. During the chaos of the outbreak, Petra and her husband became separated in a crowd of panicking people and he was later discovered to be bitten. Since his death, Petra has been traveling alone.

Job Before The Outbreak: Part time seamstress/tailor

Disability/Fear: Obviously, she is an older woman so her body cannot take injury as well as someone with a younger body. She finds it hard to feel sympathy for others, and is apathetic a lot of the time. Not really a people person.

Weapon of Choice: melee weapons such as long knives and blunt trauma objects. Also wouldn't mind carrying a gun.