EsmetheGreat

Zombie apocalyspe survival rp, taking place on an English countryside farm

Essentially it would be a small rp, maybe no more than six people rp-ing, with each person allowed to rp a maximum of two characters, and it will take place primarily on a small sheep farm in the English countryside, I'm thinking either Yorkshire or the Lake District. The farm, Barrow Crook, is fortified with an electric fence that is kept running on backup generators, an array of conventional and unconventional weapons (hunting rifles, pitchforks .etc.) a tractor that allows a fairly safe patrol, and even a sustainable food source with the sheep that roam the two fields belonging to the farm. The nearest village is five miles away.

All in all, at first glance, it's a pretty solid settlement in terms of survival, the real threat would come from within, from having survivors cooped up in one piece of land. So I'd really love some characters that can create tension, but not dramatically so? Like, no characters that would be batshit insane from the get-go, but characters who slowly but surely become affected by the horrific circumstances of post-zombie fallout. The farm is entirely sealed off from the outside world, it's the same mundane sights and sounds over and over again, it's the english countryside so it will be cold and pouring down with rain half the time. It will be grim, and there will be aggravation, confrontation and I'd love rp-ers who would be on board with this. the strength of the community within the farm will determine the survival of the settlement, the zombies are certainly creeping up,

I already have two characters planned, but I'd love to hear other peoples input and takes on this idea.

Finders Keepers: Band of Thieves

When Alekzander's hand met her shoulder in a forgiving pat, Shae leaned downwards with the motion, giving another nod before allowing herself to take a seat around the table. She glanced over the card game lain across the wooden surface, noting that Alekzander had won against Doctor Robb, who had been one of the healers to take a look at her ankle and firmly let her know she wouldn't be doing any jobs anytime soon. She offered the doctor a short nod before settling in her chair, body leaning forward and crossing her arms atop the table, keen eyes peering round at the rest of the gathering.

Shae allowed a small, amused smile to quirk at her lips beneath her mask as she listened to Alekzander's story, Olos had mentioned it before to her, and it was refreshing to know that even the Guildmaster had made honest mistakes in his career, which made things look more promising for Shae herself.

Finders Keepers: Band of Thieves

I saw that the IC started up this morning and began writing an introduction, but I had to leave for work because the damn thing, as intro posts are wont to do, started getting too long. I've posted now though, and responses from now on will be much shorter. :)

Finders Keepers: Band of Thieves

Shae rolled her shoulders, a quiet sigh accompanying the action, before stretching her arm out further, leaning further away from the ladder she was poised on, eyes focused on the small figure of the person studying the placement of her hand and the small, wooden target clutched in it. When Lim's finger came to tap at her chin and the girl released a considering hum, Shae paused her hand and raised an eyebrow, a questioning glint in her eyes as she peered down at the girl. Lim nodded up at her before affirming, "That's good leave it there." and knelt down to gather her shortbow off the floor.

Shae arranged the target on Lim's chosen spot, hanging it from a protuding nail, and settled back to sit on a wide step of the ladder, form relaxed and anticipatory, leaned forward slightly to allow for the stretch of her own bow wrapped around her back, watching as Lim took up a practised stance, having collected an arrow and pulled back the nocking point of her bow. Lim aimed for the target, inhaled, and exhaled, before releasing the arrow, sending it catapaulting in Shae's direction. To her left, Shae heard a dull thunk as the arrow hit the target, and turned her eyes towards the wooden face, watching as the arrow tried to pierce for half a second before breaking from it. As the arrow fell to the ground as did Lim's face, and Shae couldn't help a slight amused quiver of her lips.Lim cast a glare up at the woman, bringing her bow to rest at her hip, "Well your turn then if you think it's so funny." Lim mumbled, a playful lilt to her goad that made Shae give a quick nod, and a slight roll of her eyes, before she raised herself up to slide down the ladder, springing off the apparatus when closer to the floor and landing on the wooden boards swiftly.

Lim, in turn, put her bow on the floor again before climbing up the ladder with the speed of a mouse, leaning across and grabbing the target off the wall, turning her head back to Shae, a question poised on her lips which was quickly replaced by a suprised squeal as an arrow came flying and pricked into the wooden target, prompting Lim, in suprise, to drop the wooden target, sending it to land on the floor below in a loud crash of noise. Lim glared down at a still steadily poised Shae, teeth gritted and forming into a snarl. Shae slowly lowered her bow, her eyes following the downwards motion until they rested on the fallen target on the floor, arrow shot clean through the face, Shae noticed with a small nod to herself. At a heavy thump from somewhere above her, Shae moved her eyes upwards, towards the overhanging upper level of the room that her, Lim and her caretaker lived in, the latter of whom was now leaning over the railings that cordoned off the upper level, face slumped in an unimpressed, and tired, expression.

Olos sighed, drawing a calloused hand down his ruddy face, fixing his gaze on his Daughter, still perched on the ladder that, he dimmly noted, was supposed to be the way up and down to the staggered landing they used as a sleeping area. His grey eyes moved to the wooden target laid on the floor, to Shae's bow still clutched in her hands, his eyes then moving up her relaxed form to regard her face with an expression of slightly detatched disapproval. "It is much too early for both of you to be locking horns..." Olos, sighed again at Shae's responding shrug, "...can't you give an old man some peace?"

Shae's clutch on her bow relaxed as she turned away from Olos' gaze, wandering over to the low table in the centre of the room, heavily laden with a mismatch of objects, from books to polished arrow heads, to a flat plate of hard, cured beef from last nights meal that Shae swiped a scrap from, bringing the meat to her mouth and making a point of chewing loudly, her back still turned to both Olos and his daughter.

Lim slid down the ladder, an apologetic expression on her face, "Sorry for waking you father but-" Lim explained as she dragged the ladder across the room and propped it up to rest against the railings of the upper-level, "-because Shae's head is so thick you have to be loud to get through to her...", finishing her task Lim sauntered over towards Shae, hands on her hips, and dug a sharp elbow into Shae's side, Shae batting a hand at her in reaction. Lim smirked, and turned her head up towards her father again, "...because Shae is a fiend and full of herself.", complimenting this last insult with another playful dig to Shae's side.

Shae herself simply leaned to the side, bringing all her weight to rest on her left foot, her defined jaw moving quickly as she chewed and swallowed before she lowered her chin to regard Lim with an amused expression, one eyebrow quirking slightly upwards. With another small smile crooking at her lips Shae replies, "Well, I imagine that having total confidence in your abilities and talents, as well as a good deal of fiendishness are pretty useful traits to have, when you're in a business for crooks." She turns her body fully towards Lim, using what advantage she has in height to loom over the girl, "It's why I was already available for service when I was your age." Shae goads with a teasing lilt to her voice, vocally complimenting the way her eyes narrowed in mirth. Lim visibly bristles, her face flushing pink and the corners of her pretty lips twisting downwards sharply, her offence at Shae's sly dig evident enough that Olos sees fit to firmly interject, leaning further over the railings to look down on them both with a critical stare.

"Speaking of being available for service Shae..." Olos chides with a firmly authoritive tone that brings Shae's spine to stand straight out of instilled habit, she turns cautious eyes towards her caretaker, her teacher, and rests her face into a blank expression as he continues, "I think you've had enough time to rest from your mistake, so why don't you go and see the new Master, see if he'll give you a job?"

Shae's shoulders stiffen, and her hand clutches tighter around the grip of her bow, her lips twitching downwards. After a few seconds, Shae gives a stiff nod accompanied by an affirming hum and tears her eyes away from Olos, and then from Lim, before turning away to make towards the cloth bundle containing her working attire, choosing to ignore the way Lim had looked up at her just then, the line of her lips pressed into something half-triumphant half-concerned.

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It had been an clear error on Shae's part, and an embarrassing one at that, that had left her incapacitated for nearly two months, embarrassing for her in how laughable a circumstance that one who so well known for flighting swiftly and soundlessly across the rooftops of Estherdame could land herself in an accident upon the very slates she might call her own playground. Yet, it had happened, when a job that had seemingly gone off without a hitch found Shae sprinting across the shingles pursued by several goons who weren't supposed to have been there at all, and although Shae had polished them off quickly and with not too much fuss, she had misjudged the distance jumping from a hanging flower basket off a gable to the roof of a house much lower down than it. Thus, Shae had skid across the slanted surface, sending several pieces of tile flying, before wrapping her left ankle around the pillar of a chimney. The sprain had been bad enough that a few days of rest wouldn't have been enough to repair it, and so Shae had found herself out of comission since, largely bedridden for the majority of it.

The last two months have been hell, Shae inwardly recounted with a grimance beneath the mask covering her mouth as she slank along the dingy passageways, her bow and quiver thumping softly against her back with each step. And they had been hell, for someone like Shae who was always seemed to have energy thrumming through her body, the rest had been torture, and she was eager to be back on her feet...although the thought of facing the other members of the guild, one of them the Guildmaster no less, for the first time following her embarrassment provoked a displeasing feeling.

Shae pulled the wrap of her mask up further, a light flush blazing onto her cheeks as she steadily approached the open doorway up ahead, an assortment of voices leaking out, drawing her into the light of the room. She peered around the gathering, eyes drawn to a familiar face in the crowd, unshaven and relaxed, 'The one with a bit of a nose' Olos had mumbled to her one time within another crowd, when he had pointed out the man during his induction as Guildmaster. Shrugging her bow further up her shoulder, Shae moved towards the table several other folks had gathered at, offering a small tilt of the head to Alekzander.

Finders Keepers: Band of Thieves

Sounds good to me. :)

Finders Keepers: Band of Thieves

I was wondering when the IC was going to be kicked off too, of course it should be when the GM is ready, but if I could get an idea of when that might be that'd be brilliant. Only, I had a holiday this week, but from Monday I'm back to normal working hours so I'll need to start writing rp around that again.

Finders Keepers: Band of Thieves

This looks like a sound RP.

Just to say, I wasn't sure whether a 'free-running' skill could be counted as a speciality, as most thief guild rp's tend to have that as a default skill for characters, but I've put it as a speciality for my character for the time being. Please let me know if free-running is considered a default ability in this rp and I will gladly change it to something else. Also, in my character's bio I alluded to some vague aspects of the Guild's organisation, please let me know if these don't fit in with your own established background and I'll change it accordingly.

Name: Shae
Age: 21
Sex: Female, androgynous-presenting
Appearance/Description:


Slender and lean in build and height, Shae cuts a perfect figure for flighting across the rooftops and slipping into the shadows unnoticed. Though the majority of her is slim, almost lanky, there is a noticeable definition in her upper arms, as well as a stretching bulk of muscle in her legs that allow her to sprint across the tiled upper reaches of any town easily.

Her skin is a pale ochre colour, whilst her hair is a dark-russet that hangs on either side of her face in sharp strands, before curving upwards shorter and shorter until the back of her head, where her hair is cut in a close shave. She is known to, at random intervals, get fed up with the weight of her hair and shave it all off.

Shae uses every aspect of her body to her advantage and, whilst she is rarely seen without a hood-mask covering the lower half of her face, she presents her sharp, green eyes freely, as their piercing keenness has been known to throw off some opponents, sometimes long enough for Shae to dismantle their attack and escape. When bare-faced, Shae is seen to possess almost fox-like features with a tight face and a slightly upturned nose, and her strong jaw allows a subtle androgyny. Light dustings of freckles are scattered across her pale body, most prominently on both of her shoulders, and she possesses two tattoos, a small string of words written in a dead language around her right ankle, and two impaled arrows on the inner flesh of her left forearm.

Personality:
Quiet but very curious, Shae is friendly enough and can cooperate well with most others in the guild, should they be friendly themselves. However, if her teammate is particulary agressive or standoffish, Shae will lack the will to truly work with them, and this can lead to her ignoring their plans of attack, or even abandoning them all together if the job falls apart. This behaviour comes from a desire of self-preservation, where Shae seeks to simply survive and benefit herself, not out of any large amount of greed but instead from teachings instilled in her from a young age.

Preferred Weapon(s):
Bow and arrow, throwing knives, Shae also employs a small arsenal of smoke bombs as distraction and escape techniques

Abilities and Specialties:
Sharpshooting, Free-running

Bio:
Born into a dying Mother's arms on a dark and cold street on the cusp of winter, Shae was traded into a workhouse where she grew into a coy and guarded child, known and scolded for dirty hands and feet from attempting to dig an 'escape tunnel' from the workhouse and from climbing up the pipes and bricks to try jumping over the high walls that surrounded the workhouse. On one of the workhouses many 'open days' where lower Houses and Guilds would visit to appraise the array of children on display and assess their skills and worth for service, Shae sought to use the commotion of the crowd as a distraction so she could safely scale the walls and escape without notice. When she was discovered, the ease with which Shae delivered a bludgeoning projectile blow to a caretaker with a piece of roof tile from a fair distance, caught the attention of the Head of House Mag, a small but warm family weighed down with bad luck and unfortunate circumstances.

The Head of House Mag, a merchant with a fondness for the bow and arrow, brought Shae and set her to work in his houses' kitchen and, in an odd show of interest in a servant, began to teach Shae the basics of archery, having her accompany him and his two young sons on hunting trips, and gifting her with her first bow, a shabby piece of work that Shae dutifully kept clean none the less. Three years passed, and at the age of ten Shae had surpassed her master in the bow and made a point of expressing this, and her desire for further education, by climbing to the roof of the small manor House Mag resided in and shooting sparrows out of the sky every morning. However, fond as he was of Shae, the Head of House Mag could not afford to provide Shae with such education, as his business and house fell into deeper and deeper debt, to the point where bandits, hired by various debt collectors, were camped outside the manor. The stress and fear soon overwhelmed the Head of the house, and he was found one morning, body slumped across the damp bank of the pond in the manor gardens, his head beneath the murky surface of the water.

Ashamed by her Husbands suicide and fearful for her and her childrens safety, the Lady of House Mag quickly handed over the manor and most of their possessions to the bandits and debt collectors and, when it still hadn't covered the amount of debt, turned over the bulk of the house staff, including Shae, in addition. And so Shae found herself in the possession of bandits who made use of Shae's shooting skills, which they had spied when camped outside the manor, and had her catch birds, allowing her to keep her bow as she, along with other staff, were herded across the country to the Capital, to be sold in the market.

Eager to fetch a higher price, the bandits had Shae perform archery for the crowds in the market, her skill impressing one hidden figure in particular, a scout for the Thieves Guild. Returning in the early afternoon with several superiours, the scount pointed out the skill Shae had with the bow and persuaded her superiours to purchase the girl. After a short, concise meeting with the bandits, where coins were exchanged and maybe some daggers held to throats, Shae was brought into the Thieves Guild and given a newer, firmer bow that serves her well to this day.

It is in the Guild where she learned to master her skill, delivered into the charge of Olos the Bowmaster, from whom she learned a great deal in the art of projectile weaponry, and was moulded into a quiet, cunning but overall more approachable being under Olos' firm and wise tutelage. Within the Guild, Shae became known for her swift delivery and quick hands, and was soon branded with the insignia of her chosen weapon class, two arrows impaled into her flesh, one arrow for her past and one arrow for her future, as Shae looks to push herself higher and higher until she can soar alongside her arrows in the air.

Other info: I should also like to, if I can find the capability, to write Olos and his daughter, Lim, into the rp, however they'll only be minor characters and should only appear in relation to Shae, so they won't require a CS. Also feel free to decide for yourself how well known Olos is within the Guild, or if he can even be considered a Bowmaster.

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