Arkara

"Broken Souls" - Zombie Survival (Closed)

The chill in the air was accented by what seemed like dissatisfying groans from the undead that ambled the street in front of the townhouse. Aurora watched from the second story window, the small opening in the bathroom gave her view of the disarray that was the street below. Charred, flipped cars lined the street accented by burned out townhouses as a background. These places had been a prime targets for Raiders and fallen out military because of the valuables and larger food supplies. More than a few times she had to hide with baited breath in the attic, until she sealed up the first floor door and broke out the stairs to the second story. That solved problems for a time but many of the undead from the center of the city had been spilling into her streets lately. Too many to quietly pick off and retrieve her arrows back. It was becoming a worry for her, she didn’t like the feel of it especially with winter setting in. She needed to get out of the city, but she needed local help. Or a working GPS.

There were too many of them on the streets today, if she were going to get any birds from her roof traps up the road she would have to take the roof tops. This was not something that she didn’t want to do in the chill either, it could be dangerous when her fingertips got cold. Damn anemia.

Checking her food stocks she dug into a can of salmon, it was one of the last jars of her fresh caught fish. Aurora wondered how people back home in Alaska were faring against the onslaught. She imagined that the -40 would definitely slow down the monsters, it would be easier up there hiding away in the wilderness much less population to be turned.

Climbing into the layers of blankets of the near by bed she contemplated leaving the relative comfort of her hiding place and heading into the unforgiving waste that was the sprawling city. “Too many risks, but I can’t sit tight forever. I wish I had been in Argentina, or home.” Pulling the blankets tightly against herself Aurora drifted off into a light sleep.

Queens of Coast City [2020]

I would love to join. I am a pretty big DC fan and I have also been itching to play a sublimely evil character. :)

Fallout 3 Type Thing?

I was going to base it off my archetype that I play in Fallout. I go for a mainly melee based character with high sneak and lock pick. Basically roguish with good bargaining and repair skills.

I have a good feel of the personality I want as well. Mischievous of course since they would have had to learn lock picking by trying to get into places they weren't supposed to, just for the thrill of being able to get in and out detected. Inherently good but in the end more of a follower than a leader.

Fallout 3 Type Thing?

I am a Fallout addict I would love to do something like this.

"Broken Souls" - Zombie Survival (Closed)

Appearance

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.

"Broken Souls" - Zombie Survival (Closed)

I edited this so that my character was just in the Character tab. I am pretty stoked to start. :)

"Broken Souls" - Zombie Survival

I am very interested in this. I in fact have a pretty rad character in mind already.

The Vanguard : A Superhero RP

Squeak.

Squeak.

Squeak.

They must have polished the floors again.
The white tile of the hospital floor was blinding beneath the artificial sunlights of the hall putting forth a very sterile feeling. The recovery wing was quiet this time of night, most of the patients were in drug induced sleeps and only two nurses manned the station. The resident was likely out fold in the coffins they called sleeping pods in the on call room.
“I have been called out and will head home after.” Annika took the stack of charts from the short blonde nurse. The loud squeaking of her shoes had announced the doctors arrival.
Annoying.
Annika quite enjoyed surprising the nurses. It was one of the simple pleasures in her life.
“Dr. Kellis is the intern assigned to you section tonight.” Mal smirked, he had worked with Annika since her arrival six months ago and had been there the night the intern had called her so many times that she returned to the hospital and threatened to remove his hand.
God I hate that idiot. I thought he was on Dr. Cooper’s service, he must have sent him back just to annoy me.
“Tell Dr. Trexler that if the intern calls me someone had best be dying.” Annika finished flipping through the charts, everything should run smoothly without her until morning. If something were to happen to any of them it would be an act of the Gods, Annika's patients never had complications outside of surgery the benefit of being able to heal others.
Bzzzt.
The wrist screen sprang to life projecting her orders for trauma dispatch. “Duty calls.” She handed back the charts meeting the blonde nurse’s gaze very seriously. “No calls unless someone is dying.” Annika said this slowly not breaking eye contact, the nurse turned away her gaze first.
“Understood Dr. Bystrom, have a good night.” She replied shakily obviously unsettled by her eyes.
Squeak.

Squeak.

Squeak.

By the time she had wandered the maze of halls across the hospital to the staging area Annika had decided to throw away her shoes. The squeaking would drive her insane.
“Oh, it is just you Dr. Bystrom, I thought we were getting an impromptu visit from a basketball team.” Dr. Cooper flashed a smile and laughed. His teeth reminded Annika of the tile, and the squeak. Unfortunately she couldn't throw him away like her shoes.
Dr. Lantz stood next to Dr. Cooper shaking his head at the jab. He was polar opposite of the trust fund cookie cutter, he was a head taller with olive skin and messy black hair. He was a more than competent surgeon and he was working on a neurosurgery fellowship; this made him one of the very few who’s company Annika actually enjoyed.
“Good evening Dr. Cooper, Dr. Lantz pleasure to be working with you again.”
“I was hoping that you would be assigned with us, we will need another competent hand.” Dr. Lantz cast a sideways glance to Cooper who ignored the insult, “Another raid is my guess. There have been quite a few across the board lately.”
“It is about time if you ask me. This city has gone to hell, a man should feel safe in his own home at the very least.” His genuine tone was almost infuriating. He wouldn't know struggle if it beat him to a bloody pulp.
Annika glared at Cooper, “My condolences to you Dr. Cooper. It must be very difficult for you living in a gated community with private security.” Her monotone carried all the bite needed and she moved on to do a final supply check on the Emergency Medical Response Unit. She really did hate that entitled asshole.

The E.M.R.U. was a bullet proof mobile hospital capable of sealing itself off and sterilizing the air within for full open cavity surgeries. It could also pressurize, filter and recirculate it’s own air incase of a chemical attack. It could withstand an IED explosion from underneath and all equipment was bolted down to survive multiple rollovers. It was a marvel really and they were very lucky to have one at the hospital.
Dr. Cooper spent the whole ride to the staging area calling the E.M.R.U. an over glorified ambulance and a waste of money.
What a prick.

The rain was coming down hard as they reached their destination. Along with two E.M.T. teams they set up a triage staging area far enough away that if the encounter spilled out of the warehouse no stray bullets had the chance of hitting the team. Regardless the Police required that they all wore bulletproof vests, the bulkiness irritated Cooper’s delicate sensibilities and his complaining irritated Annika. Tuning out Cooper she intently listened to the radio listening to the countdown to the raid. As the gates opened and the radio signified the team was moving in she waited to hear the gunfire to tear the silence apart.
Gods let this be over soon.

The Vanguard : A Superhero RP

Dare I ask, what is puppy jail?

I noticed that the numbers are distinctly one sided, My character is the type where gender hardly dictates its back story aside from the x versus y so if you would like I can change its gender before I begin the role.

@Satsuki

Puppy Jail is the pound or animal shelter. It is a very sad place, I have to talk myself at taking home another animal every time.

The Vanguard : A Superhero RP

I finally finished my character. I ended up chewing up and spitting out two before I decided on this one. Between that and my puppy going ninja then ending up in puppy jail it took me much longer than first anticipated. Apologies for that.