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Blackbury: City of Supernatural

I'm sorry, I tried, but for some reason I just couldn't come up with a character for this Rp, I'm really not sure why. Every time I died an idea I hit a wall and just couldn't force one out, and I didn't want to make a subpar character. The RP looks really fun, and maybe in a few hours I will come up with a character, but for now I just don't have one.

The Redwood Outbreak Survivors

First IC post is up, sorry it's short and heavy on exposition, but it is just to get the plot rolling, Oni I know I left Lazarus out of the initial list, but all he has to do to come on the first mission is volunteer.

The Redwood Outbreak Survivors

The encampment in the Redwoods was small, really little more then a cluster of sixteen or so tents and five RV's but it was well defended, with a wall of logs stacked around it and a dry moat of spikes beyond that, the camp has only one entrance from the outside, a gate that is meant to have a guard on it at all times. Granted, as time goes on with nothing threatening rearing its ugly head in the woods anymore, the guard shifts have been getting pretty slack.
Connor shook his head slightly as he surveyed the area. What he hadn’t had the heart to say to the group quite yet was that while they appeared to be well secured and stocked on food and survival items there medical supply was desperately low. They would need to send people out into the field to get supplies.
It was a dilemma Connor was rather familiar with by now. Sending out only people he knew he could trust would leave the camp with too many rouge elements, while sending out a group of untrained, or worse possibly disloyal members could mean that the scavenging party could end up dead, or return with larger numbers against them.
He made his decision. Jason, his lieutenant and right hand man, as well as most of his squad, would stay behind to protect the group. He would bring Alan, Durrell, Lee, and Cyrek for sure. That would be a relatively honest well balanced group, and at the same time leave plenty of trustworthy people back to defend the camp.
He got up and headed to the central campfire and knocked twice on the pot to get the groups attention.

Venastia - The Arcane Coalition [Steampunk/Fantasy/Scifi]

Definitely down, maybe this time I won't be the creepy stalker!

The Walking Dead - Northwards

Name: Elliot Roman
Age: 19
Gender: Male
Race: Caucasian
Appearance:
Clothing: He has on a baggy pair of black cargo pants with dozens of pockets all over, some have obviously been stitched on, whether pre or post apocalypse however is up for debate. He has on a loose fitting light blue button up that has been torn and restitched all over, again up for debate when the sticking was done. Underneath that he has an old tank top undershirt on, and over it is a black trench coat, spotted and stained, well worn, but also well cared for. As with the pants pockets have also been stitched on all over the coat. He has on a pair of black gloves and a black baseball cap
Equipment: Among his many pockets there are two packs of cards, matchboxes of various levels of fullness, several small sewing kits, two utility knives, and a compass. He also has several watches, from cheap knockoffs to real deal Rolexes pairs of keys to God and he only knows and wallets belonging to a motley assortment of individuals, noticeably none being him. He carries a messenger bag over his shoulder and inside of it he has a large map of North America, with paths highlighted in different colors and notes made on different cities, about everything from who was nice there before the outbreak to how many infected the city would have in it approximately, he also has similarly detailed country, regional, and local maps, several notebooks, that he has used as everything from sketchpads to journals to plot outliners for manifestos. He also has several pens an pencils, with lead sharpeners and extra erasers.
Weapons: He carries a crowbar on his hip at all times, and a Glock 22 he stole off a cop at some point during the outbreak. It only has one bullet left. That's his rule, he has always kept one bullet left.
Bio/Background: Elliot grew up in LA and while he was bright things at home were less then swell. No need to get into the rough details, lets just say his mom was better off when his dad didn't wake up one morning. She did however leave him behind which, in his mind at the time, was alright to him. He was smart, charismatic, and young, fourteen with nothing to lose. He left home with nothing but the clothes on his back to travel the world.
That dream fell short somewhere around Ventura, but he picked up stealing and panhandling pretty well, pickpocketing came naturally to him, and when he started hustling he really did make enough to live off of, he was charismatic and clever, and best of all he had quick hands and a smile that could captivate a crowd while his nimble sticky fingers emptied all their wallets.
He eventually did follow his dream of traveling the world, though not quite as widely as he had envisioned when he first set out. He traveled all over the US, buck the boarder up top and down bellow and back again, and he noted everything he thought worth it down either on his maps or his notebooks. He lived on the streets sure, but it wasn't that bad for him, he accepted, he adapted, he survived, and in a lot of ways he even thrived.
Occupation Pre-Apocalyse: He was homeless, a panhandling, hustling, pickpocket, and a thief and a pretty darn good one.

The Redwood Outbreak Survivors

Working on the IC now

The Walking Dead - Northwards

I might be interested in joining this rp, will you guys be accepting new characters?

Day Z: Welcome to the Appocalypse (Zombie Survival RP)

Bumpidy bump bump down the trail we go

The Redwood Outbreak Survivors

Cyrek is gonna get along reeeeaaaaal well with the group from West Point...

So we are waiting on the last two character sheets, I will post the starter IC tonight

The Redwood Outbreak Survivors

This rp is for the most part going to be perpetually open