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10 Terminus Place
Atlanta, Georgia
United States of America
It was morning once again. It was quiet, too quiet. Gone were the usual chirping of the birds that used to herald the break of dawn. Gone were the sounds of traffic, the roads now stood silent. Insects, however were as present as ever. The flies were still around, ignorant of the way the world has changed. The world was no longer what it had used to be, and the many people that roamed around the world had been decreased to an alarming amount. Most of the population had fallen to the virus,(as she called it) and risen up as the walking dead.
People had to learn to survive by themselves or band up together with others. Supplies that began plentiful, slowly dwindled as looters and hoarders got their greedy mitts onto them. Money had gone the way of the dodos as they were no one left to buy or sell things to. Trading and bartering had became commonplace once more, and civilization seemed to had taken several steps backwards.
Olivia fell asleep early last night at around 9PM. But, what did time matter anymore? All that mattered was day and night. It was like time no longer existed, as there were no more schedules to follow, no need to report for work, no trains to catch and no appointments to keep. The only thing that mattered now was day and night, when the sun rose and set. She was pretty sure that she heard gunshots late last night. The world was quiet now, and shots like that tend to echo for miles and miles, unhindered by any other form of noise. She was half asleep and thus couldn't tell how far away it was. But, gunshots meant one thing. People. Survivors. Getting from a rather plush bed, she took several moments to gaze at the body-length glass windows that that in front of her.
Sunlight streamed in through the unobscured windows, curtains parted wide aside. It had been a stroke of luck that she had found a place as luxurious as this. Scrounging through the nearby office complex at Terminus 100, she had managed to find a set of keys that had a key tag on it that labelled the unit number and the words "Home Sweet Home." Well, chances are that the owner would have no use of it any longer, so why not use it then. She had been on the road for some time now, and it was great to finally have a safe place to stay in.
Grabbing her backpack, and checking to ensure that she had all her belongings with her, she fastened on her belt, together with her machete in its sheath on her waist accompanied with the SIG Sauer pistol in its holster on the opposite side of the belt. Fully equipped, she got out of the room, and shut the door, locking it with the key. It was her home now. While walking around Peachtree Street the day before, she had came across a boarded-up supermarket. She didn't give it a second though then, as finding a place to live in was more of a primary concern. Now, that she had that settled, it gave her time to spend on others, such as this.
Atlanta, Georgia
United States of America
It was morning once again. It was quiet, too quiet. Gone were the usual chirping of the birds that used to herald the break of dawn. Gone were the sounds of traffic, the roads now stood silent. Insects, however were as present as ever. The flies were still around, ignorant of the way the world has changed. The world was no longer what it had used to be, and the many people that roamed around the world had been decreased to an alarming amount. Most of the population had fallen to the virus,(as she called it) and risen up as the walking dead.
People had to learn to survive by themselves or band up together with others. Supplies that began plentiful, slowly dwindled as looters and hoarders got their greedy mitts onto them. Money had gone the way of the dodos as they were no one left to buy or sell things to. Trading and bartering had became commonplace once more, and civilization seemed to had taken several steps backwards.
Olivia fell asleep early last night at around 9PM. But, what did time matter anymore? All that mattered was day and night. It was like time no longer existed, as there were no more schedules to follow, no need to report for work, no trains to catch and no appointments to keep. The only thing that mattered now was day and night, when the sun rose and set. She was pretty sure that she heard gunshots late last night. The world was quiet now, and shots like that tend to echo for miles and miles, unhindered by any other form of noise. She was half asleep and thus couldn't tell how far away it was. But, gunshots meant one thing. People. Survivors. Getting from a rather plush bed, she took several moments to gaze at the body-length glass windows that that in front of her.
Sunlight streamed in through the unobscured windows, curtains parted wide aside. It had been a stroke of luck that she had found a place as luxurious as this. Scrounging through the nearby office complex at Terminus 100, she had managed to find a set of keys that had a key tag on it that labelled the unit number and the words "Home Sweet Home." Well, chances are that the owner would have no use of it any longer, so why not use it then. She had been on the road for some time now, and it was great to finally have a safe place to stay in.
Grabbing her backpack, and checking to ensure that she had all her belongings with her, she fastened on her belt, together with her machete in its sheath on her waist accompanied with the SIG Sauer pistol in its holster on the opposite side of the belt. Fully equipped, she got out of the room, and shut the door, locking it with the key. It was her home now. While walking around Peachtree Street the day before, she had came across a boarded-up supermarket. She didn't give it a second though then, as finding a place to live in was more of a primary concern. Now, that she had that settled, it gave her time to spend on others, such as this.
Appearance:
Shoulder-length honey gold hair and blue-grey eyes adorn a distinctive yet somehow delicate face. A slight feminine chin curves softly. Her skin is smooth and lightly tanned with a hint of blush on her cheeks. Small pale lips rests on her face, and when she smiles, they are accompanied by a set of dimples. Her face is youthful yet bubbly. She possess a quirky sense of humour, smiling whenever the situation requires it or when she feels like it. Her chin is pointed and her sunny and pleasant disposition emits a warm and healthy glow around that radiates throughout her entire person.
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Size: Olivia stands tall at 170cm (5 feet 6 inches) and weighs around 65kg (143 pounds).
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Physical Shape: A keen sportswoman, she has been involved in physical sports since a young age. She has played tennis competitively since she was in school. Her body is toned and athletic from all the physical training she had undergone through the various periods in her life. Although possessing her fair share of muscle, she still retains a fair sense of womanly curves. Her climbing skills are still somewhat weak, but she is slowly improving them as she practice her skills daily through parkour and other forms of climbing activities.
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Name: Olivia Colburn
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Age: 22
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Personality: A generally quiet and lonely individual, she is also strong and determined. She is spunky, with just the right amount of attitude. Although she had grown up in a well-to-do family, she is by no means a stranger to hard work. Rather headstrong and stubborn at times, but gain her trust and respect, and you've gotten yourself a valuable friend and ally. She tends to get over-emotional, which can impair her actions and judgement. Very passionate about what she believes in, she will do whatever it takes to achieve her goal.
Olivia is also no stranger to fun, and also always believes in having a good time whenever one can. Despite being a quiet person in the beginning, once she starts talking about her interests, she can go on and on, babbling away without a care in the world.
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Occupation: Professional Tennis Player
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Equipment: Olivia is wearing the very same pair of tennis attire that she wore when she left home. The white tennis dress is no longer the pristine one she had set out with and is now worn and dirtied with use. She wears a black wind-breaker jacket on the outside, which has also seen considerable wear and tear over time. Around her waist, a black utility belt is worn, scavenged from one of the many deceased police officers in the city. On her back, she carries a brown haversack with a sleeping bag secured tightly to the bottom of the backpack.
The utility belt holds a torchlight and her house keys for now. A couple of empty spaces still remain, to be filled in the future.
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Inventory: 4 medium sized bottles of water, a sports bottle, a couple of canned food, a packet of preserved ham, flint and steel, a bottle of deodorant, a set of toothbrush and toothpaste, one notebook, a couple of ballpoint pens, an iPhone(with the battery at 50%), three cereal bars, two sets of new underwear and socks, a history book on the World Wars and a wallet with a few dollars in it plus her identification cards.
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Weapons: Her main weapon of choice is a machete. The blade used to belong to her father. He was an avid hunter and camper and used to take along the machete when he went on his trips. He must have forgotten to take it when he left, as it remained in its usual spot. She also has a Sig Sauer P229 pistol with just that one magazine. She has practiced shooting in the past, and is decent at it, but there is only so much one can do with only one magazine.
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Background: Olivia’s life growing up was nothing special. Invested into sports from a young age, she eventually decided to focus on tennis, and had involved in that ever since. She was born in a well to do family in the richer parts of Atlanta, Georgia. Being more of a quiet character, she did not have much friends, as people tended to take the quietness as a form of aloofness and arrogance. But, that couldn’t be further from the truth. Once they got to know her, they would know that she is actually a rather passionate and friendly character.
Apart from sports, she also had a deep fascination and interest in history, particularly military history. Her favourite subject lies in the World Wars, and she could frequently be seen reading books about them, and watching movies and other similar television documentaries about them. She had her first taste for intimate relationships in the later parts of her college life. They had done everything up to kissing, but had never proceeded past that. Olivia lost contact with her only boyfriend after he moved away, and that was that. She had never been with another since, looking for the right one this time.
After school, Olivia went on to become a professional tennis player, and travelled around the world to play for several tournaments. Although she loved playing tennis, she wasn’t quite satisfied with her life. She felt as though there was something important missing in her life, which she couldn’t, for the life of her figure out.
She had just came back from an overseas tournament not more than two weeks ago, dejected and depressed, when the outbreak happened. On the way home, she saw the huge commotion on the streets and the main roads leading in and out of the city. There were police presence everywhere, and a manner of vehicles filled the road, trying to exit the city. When she reached home, Olivia began calling out and searching for her parents, but they were nowhere to be seen. Finally, locating a note pasted on the fridge, her parents had stated that they have gone out of the city to leave with their relatives in one of the suburbs.
Packing her backpack with whatever she thought that was necessary, she then left home and started to begin her journey out of the city. Unfortunately, fate had other plans for her, and her path was littered with obstacles, with many of the infected now filling up the path.
@Sven the Silent
Hey, so I found that the kukri is indeed available in the US. The US Army uses it. So I'll use it if you don't mind.
http://imgs.inkfrog.com/pix/superblades/A-1011-1.jpg
http://www.mc-armyknives.com/u.s.army/knife/rock-steady/A-1011
Hey, so I found that the kukri is indeed available in the US. The US Army uses it. So I'll use it if you don't mind.
http://imgs.inkfrog.com/pix/superblades/A-1011-1.jpg
http://www.mc-armyknives.com/u.s.army/knife/rock-steady/A-1011
@Sven the Silent
Oh, okay. Thought it was available world-wide in hunting stores and the like. Anyway, I've changed it to a machete, since they are kinda similar anyway. Let me know if there are anything else that needs to be changed or it's good.
Oh, okay. Thought it was available world-wide in hunting stores and the like. Anyway, I've changed it to a machete, since they are kinda similar anyway. Let me know if there are anything else that needs to be changed or it's good.
@Sven the Silent
Hi, I finally got my CS up. Let me know if anything needs to be changed.
Appearance:
Shoulder-length honey gold hair and blue-grey eyes adorn a distinctive yet somehow delicate face. A slight feminine chin curves softly. Her skin is smooth and lightly tanned with a hint of blush on her cheeks. Small pale lips rests on her face, and when she smiles, they are accompanied by a set of dimples. Her face is youthful yet bubbly. She possess a quirky sense of humour, smiling whenever the situation requires it or when she feels like it. Her chin is pointed and her sunny and pleasant disposition emits a warm and healthy glow around that radiates throughout her entire person.
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Size: Olivia stands tall at 170cm (5 feet 6 inches) and weighs around 65kg (143 pounds).
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Physical Shape: A keen sportswoman, she has been involved in physical sports since a young age. She has played tennis competitively since she was in school. Her body is toned and athletic from all the physical training she had undergone through the various periods in her life. Although possessing her fair share of muscle, she still retains a fair sense of womanly curves. Her climbing skills are still somewhat weak, but she is slowly improving them as she practice her skills daily through parkour and other forms of climbing activities.
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Name: Olivia Colburn
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Age: 22
-----
Personality: A generally quiet and lonely individual, she is also strong and determined. She is spunky, with just the right amount of attitude. Although she had grown up in a well-to-do family, she is by no means a stranger to hard work. Rather headstrong and stubborn at times, but gain her trust and respect, and you've gotten yourself a valuable friend and ally. She tends to get over-emotional, which can impair her actions and judgement. Very passionate about what she believes in, she will do whatever it takes to achieve her goal.
Olivia is also no stranger to fun, and also always believes in having a good time whenever one can. Despite being a quiet person in the beginning, once she starts talking about her interests, she can go on and on, babbling away without a care in the world.
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Occupation: Professional Tennis Player
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Equipment: Olivia is wearing the very same pair of tennis attire that she wore when she left home. The white tennis dress is no longer the pristine one she had set out with and is now worn and dirtied with use. She wears a black wind-breaker jacket on the outside, which has also seen considerable wear and tear over time. Around her waist, a black utility belt is worn, scavenged from one of the many deceased police officers in the city. On her back, she carries a brown haversack with a sleeping bag secured tightly to the bottom of the backpack.
The utility belt holds a torchlight and her house keys for now. A couple of empty spaces still remain, to be filled in the future.
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Inventory: 4 medium sized bottles of water, a couple of canned food, a packet of preserved ham, flint and steel, a bottle of deodorant, a set of toothbrush and toothpaste, one notebook, a couple of ballpoint pens, two sets of new underwear and socks and a history book on the World Wars.
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Weapons: Her main weapon of choice is a machete. She also has a Sig Sauer P229 pistol with just that one magazine.
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Background: Olivia’s life growing up was nothing special. Invested into sports from a young age, she eventually decided to focus on tennis, and had involved in that ever since. She was born in a well to do family in the richer parts of Atlanta, Georgia. Being more of a quiet character, she did not have much friends, as people tended to take the quietness as a form of aloofness and arrogance. But, that couldn’t be further from the truth. Once they got to know her, they would know that she is actually a rather passionate and friendly character.
Apart from sports, she also had a deep fascination and interest in history, particularly military history. Her favourite subject lies in the World Wars, and she could frequently be seen reading books about them, and watching movies and other similar television documentaries about them. She had her first taste for intimate relationships in the later parts of her college life. They had done everything up to kissing, but had never proceeded past that. Olivia lost contact with her only boyfriend after he moved away, and that was that. She had never been with another since, looking for the right one this time.
After school, Olivia went on to become a professional tennis player, and travelled around the world to play for several tournaments. Although she loved playing tennis, she wasn’t quite satisfied with her life. She felt as though there was something important missing in her life, which she couldn’t, for the life of her figure out.
She had just came back from an overseas tournament not more than two weeks ago, dejected and depressed, when the outbreak happened. On the way home, she saw the huge commotion on the streets and the main roads leading in and out of the city. There were police presence everywhere, and a manner of vehicles filled the road, trying to exit the city. When she reached home, Olivia began calling out and searching for her parents, but they were nowhere to be seen. Finally, locating a note pasted on the fridge, her parents had stated that they have gone out of the city to leave with their relatives in one of the suburbs.
Packing her backpack with whatever she thought that was necessary, she then left home and started to begin her journey out of the city. Unfortunately, fate had other plans for her, and her path was littered with obstacles, with many of the infected now filling up the path.
Hi, I finally got my CS up. Let me know if anything needs to be changed.
Appearance:
Shoulder-length honey gold hair and blue-grey eyes adorn a distinctive yet somehow delicate face. A slight feminine chin curves softly. Her skin is smooth and lightly tanned with a hint of blush on her cheeks. Small pale lips rests on her face, and when she smiles, they are accompanied by a set of dimples. Her face is youthful yet bubbly. She possess a quirky sense of humour, smiling whenever the situation requires it or when she feels like it. Her chin is pointed and her sunny and pleasant disposition emits a warm and healthy glow around that radiates throughout her entire person.
-----
Size: Olivia stands tall at 170cm (5 feet 6 inches) and weighs around 65kg (143 pounds).
------
Physical Shape: A keen sportswoman, she has been involved in physical sports since a young age. She has played tennis competitively since she was in school. Her body is toned and athletic from all the physical training she had undergone through the various periods in her life. Although possessing her fair share of muscle, she still retains a fair sense of womanly curves. Her climbing skills are still somewhat weak, but she is slowly improving them as she practice her skills daily through parkour and other forms of climbing activities.
------
Name: Olivia Colburn
-----
Age: 22
-----
Personality: A generally quiet and lonely individual, she is also strong and determined. She is spunky, with just the right amount of attitude. Although she had grown up in a well-to-do family, she is by no means a stranger to hard work. Rather headstrong and stubborn at times, but gain her trust and respect, and you've gotten yourself a valuable friend and ally. She tends to get over-emotional, which can impair her actions and judgement. Very passionate about what she believes in, she will do whatever it takes to achieve her goal.
Olivia is also no stranger to fun, and also always believes in having a good time whenever one can. Despite being a quiet person in the beginning, once she starts talking about her interests, she can go on and on, babbling away without a care in the world.
------
Occupation: Professional Tennis Player
-------
Equipment: Olivia is wearing the very same pair of tennis attire that she wore when she left home. The white tennis dress is no longer the pristine one she had set out with and is now worn and dirtied with use. She wears a black wind-breaker jacket on the outside, which has also seen considerable wear and tear over time. Around her waist, a black utility belt is worn, scavenged from one of the many deceased police officers in the city. On her back, she carries a brown haversack with a sleeping bag secured tightly to the bottom of the backpack.
The utility belt holds a torchlight and her house keys for now. A couple of empty spaces still remain, to be filled in the future.
-----
Inventory: 4 medium sized bottles of water, a couple of canned food, a packet of preserved ham, flint and steel, a bottle of deodorant, a set of toothbrush and toothpaste, one notebook, a couple of ballpoint pens, two sets of new underwear and socks and a history book on the World Wars.
-----
Weapons: Her main weapon of choice is a machete. She also has a Sig Sauer P229 pistol with just that one magazine.
----
Background: Olivia’s life growing up was nothing special. Invested into sports from a young age, she eventually decided to focus on tennis, and had involved in that ever since. She was born in a well to do family in the richer parts of Atlanta, Georgia. Being more of a quiet character, she did not have much friends, as people tended to take the quietness as a form of aloofness and arrogance. But, that couldn’t be further from the truth. Once they got to know her, they would know that she is actually a rather passionate and friendly character.
Apart from sports, she also had a deep fascination and interest in history, particularly military history. Her favourite subject lies in the World Wars, and she could frequently be seen reading books about them, and watching movies and other similar television documentaries about them. She had her first taste for intimate relationships in the later parts of her college life. They had done everything up to kissing, but had never proceeded past that. Olivia lost contact with her only boyfriend after he moved away, and that was that. She had never been with another since, looking for the right one this time.
After school, Olivia went on to become a professional tennis player, and travelled around the world to play for several tournaments. Although she loved playing tennis, she wasn’t quite satisfied with her life. She felt as though there was something important missing in her life, which she couldn’t, for the life of her figure out.
She had just came back from an overseas tournament not more than two weeks ago, dejected and depressed, when the outbreak happened. On the way home, she saw the huge commotion on the streets and the main roads leading in and out of the city. There were police presence everywhere, and a manner of vehicles filled the road, trying to exit the city. When she reached home, Olivia began calling out and searching for her parents, but they were nowhere to be seen. Finally, locating a note pasted on the fridge, her parents had stated that they have gone out of the city to leave with their relatives in one of the suburbs.
Packing her backpack with whatever she thought that was necessary, she then left home and started to begin her journey out of the city. Unfortunately, fate had other plans for her, and her path was littered with obstacles, with many of the infected now filling up the path.
Hi guys,
I am interested to join as well!
I will post a CS as soon as I can :)
That is, if it is still open for more.
I am interested to join as well!
I will post a CS as soon as I can :)
That is, if it is still open for more.
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