[OOC] Like I'm Gonna Lose You [post apocalyptic]

[XxLyraxX]

@KahleenCuthald
Is my character accepted?

[Benzaiten]

@XxLyraxX yes

[Flightless_Soul]

I'll have to get a post in later. At work on my phone.

[Simple Unicycle]

Me likey. Expect a Mad Max-esque character soon.

[XxLyraxX]

@KahleenCuthald
Thank you. I should have a post up soon.

[Benzaiten]

@always why didn't you put your question into ooc? If you wanna join put up a CS and I'll go through it.

@ all
Our characters should be meeting in our next posts (in maybe 2 or 3 smaller groups). So get ready to interact.

[Always]

Full Name|| Alyssa Chase

*Nickname|| Aly (Prefers being called Aly over her real name, expecially since the apocalyspe started.), Alz

Age|| Seventeen

Birthday|| December 1st

Gender|| Female

Race|| White

Sexuality|| Straight

Appearance||

*Outfit||

Eye Color|| Blue

Personality|| She is usually nice for the most part. She acts out and snapps at people often though and almost never bothers to say sorry when she does act out. Most times she acts out when she's stressed out and when she is worried about something. She also does it when she is anoyed and doesn't get enough sleep. Though she snaps at you you probly don't want to snap back because the chances are Aly will get super angry at you. When Aly is angry its sort of hard to calm her down. At times she can be a bit violent too. These are just some of the reasons why she doesn't have that many friends at school. Another part of this is the fact that she tends to push people away and she calls people out for things no one would want to be called out for and she doesn't bother to hidewhat she thinks about some one and says to there face. On the more positive note Aly can be fun action lover type of person. She loves the thrills and taking all sorts of risks. She is very negetive. She also cares for others though that is one thing she would never admit.

Strengths|| She can fight back pretty well during attacts whether its with people or zombies. She can lead easily and has confidence whether she is wrong or right. She can easily stand up for herself and is also realy sneaky. She can move quickly on her feat and she also doesn't get injured easily. She is hard to trick do to her low trust.

Weaknesses/Fears|| Aly is scared of basicly any type of bug. She is also scared of getting bit by a zombie therefore she tries to stay as far away from them as posibble. Often times in situations she will end up fighting them. She tries to avoid it though. She also doesn't have the best people skills and trustes people to easily. She is persistant and stubburn whitch could also be considered one of her strenghs in some ways. She also is wrong very often. She often times shuts people out and tries to work alone. She also has terrible aim.

*Height|| 5' 0"

*Weight|| 115

Blood type|| A negitive

How do you react to strangers?|| She isn't the friendly when it comes to strangers. Her first thought when she sees a survivor is Oh there bad, Oh there going to hurt me, or They can't be trusted, or something like that no matter how many sighn they show of being good. She will threten them with a gun,, though she has terrible aim or she will threaten them in some other way. Often times she doesn't care that she is out numbered and will do this regarding that.

Weapons|| She has a pocket knife and a hand gun.

Means of transportation|| Her feet since she doesn't know how to drive.

*Pets?|| She has no pets since she hates most animals.

*Part of a group?(Just ask people to be in a group)|| Not yet.

*Bio|| She wasn't exactly the star student iin school, she was more like the complete oppisite. She hated school and she also hated rules as she broke a lot of them. When the apocalypse came she was in the back of a shed spray painting it with a couple of her friends. A wierd creature came up to them and bit one of them. The person the thing bit began to turn. Aly and the others began to freak out and decided to run away into the woods. She didn't know what that thing was till a bit later in the apocalypse. She ended up running away and never seeing her family since then.

Extra|| She's athletic

[Shoe Thief]

So who wants to post next?

[Wade Wilson]

@KahleenCuthald Is this still open? It looks pretty damn good.

[Benzaiten]

@Wade Wilson you can apply

[jeroukoo]

Is this roleplay still live?

EDIT: Uh I mean yeah totally I can read what that guy said

[Benzaiten]

You guys can post. No need to wait for me.

@Always This RP has nothing to do with zombies. It's just post world war. where does a 17 year old get a gun from only 3 days after the world war? I'd need an explanation for that

[Benzaiten]

@jeroukoo haha!! :D join if you want

[Always]

... I typed in zombie into the search and this popped up... Idk anymore!

[jeroukoo]

SO I'm almost done, I'm gonna write the last moments of my character real quick before I fully complete it. Just quick question though @KahleenCuthald, did anyone invade the USA or was it all nuclear missles?

Jason

Name:
Jason Michael Lee
Age:
18
Gender:
Male
Sexuality:
Heterosexual
Skills:
-Fun fact: If you wrestle you run a lot.
Cutting for one's weight class made Jason a very avid runner. He can run for long periods of time, up to 5 about miles a day.
-I can pin things. After that... Uh, not sure.
Jason's experience in wrestling makes a formidable fighter, however he only knows how to get someone on the ground. After that, his punching is just about as effective as anyone else's.
-Yes I know, I'm 18 and still like Pokemon. Sue me, who cares? It's the end of the world anyway/
Jason knows an extensive amount Pokemon trivia, all that's virtually useless in this particular apocalypse situation.
Inventory:
She played softball. She was alright at it...
-Girlfriend's Composite Softball Bat
-A backpack that contains
-What? They tasted good and they were good for cutting.
A variety of granola and nutri-grain bars, a food he would eat all the time for wrestling
-It smells terrible, but it tastes awesome!
Beef jerky, his favorite food
-I was the nerd out of the two of us. I made her one too, and she bought us these for our anniversary. Heh, she was great...
A charm necklace from his ex girlfriend. It's worn down, but on close inspection it's original form can still be made out.
Personality:
Jason was what his dad called a goofball. He liked to do joke around and have a good time. He liked to live life in the moment and enjoy himself whenever he could. However, this did not mean he couldn't be serious at times. Whenever put to a task, Jason dedicates himself almost entirely to that task. He would especially do so whenever he wrestled. When it came to helping people, Jason wouldn't go out of his way to help people, but would do so if someone asked or if he crossed paths with someone.

However, being separated from his girlfriend and assuming she was dead, Jason is a recluse in this world. He travels alone, and avoids most contact with others. He has no idea where his family is or where they went to, as he has already traveled to his old house decimated by the bombing. Trying to find purpose again, he wanders aimlessly, trying to find a place to settle down and survive.

Background Story: Jason was born into wrestling with his father being a wrestling coach. He started when he was five, and wrestled all the way to his high school senior year. He won the state title in his 182 weight class that year. He planned to attend to a college under a wrestling scholarship before everything went down.

Jason was with his girlfriend, planning to go hiking before the war started.

"You're taking a century and a half, Alex!" Jason moaned as he laid on her bed, backpack beside him. "You take forever to get ready. It's just hiking."

"Well if you didn't come half an hour earlier than you said you would, you wouldn't have to wait!" Alex said, half yelling at him. "This is your fault."

"I just wanted to see you earlier cause I lovvve you." Jason said, getting up from the bed and hugging her from behind her. "I couldn't wait another minute to see you."

"You're an asshole you know that, right?" Alex said, kissing him on the chin. "I'm almost done with my make up, just give me a few. Watch youtube or something."

"Nah." Jason looked around her room, and his eyes fell to her softball bat. "Hey, let's take this! In case we get robbed, I could give 'em a good swing." Jason swung the bat, hitting her bed.

"You're such a dork," Alex said, getting up and grabbing her backpack. "You got snacks, right?"

"Yup," Jason said, pulling some bars from his backpack. "I got bars for days."

"Why? In case we get lost in the mountains?"

"My direction skills are impeccable."

"Didn't we end up getting lost for an hour in the trails last time because of your 'skills'?"

"IMPECCABLE!"

Alex smiled and kissed Jason. "You're so cute, you know that?"

Jason kissed back. "Thanks."

Alex paused and coughed. "Excuse me?"

"You're cute too!" Jason said, picking her up and heading towards to door. "Let's get out of here."
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"Just don't let go, I know there is a shelter somewhere nearby, ok?" Jason pushed and shoved people out of his way to try and reach the fallout shelter that was in the bank.

"Babe, I'm scared." Alex voice trembled. "Are you sure there is something over here?"

Jason kept shoving and pushing through the sea of people. "I'm sure of it. The bank had a fallout shelter emblem on it years ago, they just removed it. It was built during World War 2."

They had finally arrived at the corner where the building was, and surprisingly, no one was trying to get inside of it. He sighed with relief as he went to open the door. Unfortunately, it was locked.

"Babe..." Alex said, worry prevalent in her voice.

"It's going to be ok, I have a plan." Jason said, pulling out the baseball bat from his backpack. "Stand back, the shards might get ya."

Alex stepped back, towards the rushing crowd of people. Jason smashed through the glass of the bank, which sounds the alarm of the building.

"How was my form on that babe?" Jason said, smiling. He turned around, but Alex was no where to be found. He started to panic and looked for her face in the crowd. Nowhere. He screamed for her name, but there was no call back. He went to brave the crowd, but then he heard the whistling in the sky. He knew what that meant. But he needed Alex in this apocalypse. But he also needed to live. He paused for what felt like a century, contemplating what to do.

He went inside.

[Shoe Thief]

So I plan on posting again, does anyone mind that I will be double posting to do so? If so please let me know. I plan to make the post tomorrow after my testing.

[Benzaiten]

@jeroukoo Only nuclear missles

[jeroukoo]

@KahleenCuthald
Soooo I'm done but it kinda looks as if the RP is dead...

[Benzaiten]

@jeroukoo don't ask me why nobody posts anymore. But I will get a post done if nobody else goes.

[jeroukoo]

@KahleenCuthald
Gotcha, well I'm still down, nonetheless. Does this mean my CS is good?