~Character Bios~

[Forgotten not falllen]

Iam basing this rpc completly off of myself down to my stage name in the Society for Creative Anachronism)
G-Name: Zalinto1
Character Name: Ivi Zalinto
Squad: Thieves Guild leader
Gender: Male
Occupation: Welder 4years , SCA heavy combat fighter Marshel 17 years
Weapons: Aircraft Grade aluminum Shield and heavy combat sword from sca . Home made explosives.
Appearance:
My clothes are the same as in the picture but i usualy have my helmet off
Bio/History: Growing up i joined the sca at age 4 and have been fighting sword and shield ever since. This , while i consider it a martial art by now and anything involving it is second nature to me now, has taken its toll on my legs and arms. I have a few scars , from armor plates pinching and taking chunks out of me a few times , and decent muscles at this point. During the outbreak i held up in my apartment for a few days until the major parts of the city were no longer panic stricken but mostly undead by this point. Listening to the few of them in the building i could hear in the halls i grabbed my closest two friends from there chest, my aluminum Tower shield and my hard rattan heavy combat sword, and opened my door. It took me less than a second to figure out what i was dealing with. And they were also like fighting untrained men at arms with little to no motor skills. Fighting for as long as i have , and knowing simple body mechanics , I knew i could break bone with my piece of rattan. Smashing it in the skull it dropped pretty easily. i pushed on out the door and stopping for only supplies have been moving ever since.  

[xTx Monty xTx]

G-Name mad Tx Monty xTx
Character Name: Monty/Mr.Sunshine
Squad:
Gender:Male
Occupation:Survivalist, lone wolf
Weapons:Crowbar, gauntlets, detachable crossbow, bolt action rifle
Appearance: (Soon To Come)
Bio/History:while Monty was barely going through highschool before the z-day people thought of him as a weird and unusual person. having knowledge of thing that where pointless at the time. after z-day occur monty was happy and yet sad seeing how out of all the people in his town he wasnt infected. now monty roam the countries looking for another way of survival
living his life as the loner he made himself to be.  

[Angels Vampyre]

G-Name: Angels Vampyre
Character Name: Kotey
Squad: ETU (Elite Tactical Unit)
Gender: Male
Occupation: Now a member of ECU was a police officer and a chef on the side.
Weapons: Mp5 silenced. 2 pistols. A 10mm and a large revolver. Combat knife. Occasionaly a sniper rifle.
Appearance: (Image if possible) Kotey
Bio/History: A member of the ETU. He is second in command and is the better soldier out of the members. The ETU is currently looking for a safe haven. After there helicopter crashed they have been stranded on skyscraper rooftop for days. Fighting off the hordes of zombies. There munition is becoming low. They have to figure out a way to get down the skyscraper. The inside is completely infested and they have lost 2 units trying to escape that way. Leaving 7 members left.  

[conker 1023]

G-Name:conker 1023
Character Name:matthew
age:21
Squad:none at the moment
Gender:male
Occupation:survivalist lone wolf
Weapons:my blade on my back and a ak-47
Appearance:
Bio/History:nothing  

[Xjioh]

G-Name: Xjioh
Character Name: Ramon “Platinum Fist” Xavier
Age: 34
Squad: N/A
Gender: Male
Occupation: Pro-Boxer
Weapons: Crowbar, Colt M1911A1
Height/Weight: 6’4, 284 Ibs.
Appearance: Black skin, bald, large black eyes. Muscles that are much bigger than his head (one would believe that the use of steroids might’ve happened at one point). On his neck was a flowering tattoo that sprouted out onto his right cheek, a dark red rose most bold. On his arm was a fairly common ring tattoo reaching around his thick muscles in the shape of thorned branches.
Clothes/Accessories: Despite the location, he’s currently wearing a white tank top and thick black cargo jeans. Oddly enough his shoes are that of dress shoes worn for formal occasions. On his wrist a golden watch rested, still with the correct time.
Bio/History: He was a hell of a boxer but not good enough to ever make it to a championship match, almost every time he was close but always lost it. In an attempt to sway his failures he switched to other methods of body building not necessarily in the rule book, he was never caught for it but didn’t help, either. After the world went to hell he found himself pulling a child away from his dead mother, she must have been dead a while but she didn’t turn which lead him to believe she must’ve been hit in a crossfire. He pulled the boy to a private boat along the Atlantic coastline and they sail, hopefully for safety.

G-Name: Xjioh
Character Name: Johnathan Lewis
Age: 12
Squad: N/A
Gender: Male
Occupation: Middle-schooler
Weapons: Silver Beretta M9, switchblade
Height/Weight: 5’1/113 Ibs.
Appearance: Light skinned. Medium brown hair that curls slightly in front of the face. An average body structure not too strong but not too weak. Light hazel eyes and the slightest marks of freckles lining his nose and cheeks.
Clothes/Accessories: He currently wears a thick brown jacket with a hoodie along with the average blue jeans and black Vans shoes. On his hands is normal black, cotton gloves, on the left hand the fingers were cut off to look like knuckle gloves, probably something he got from Ramon. On his head is a reversed black cap and around his neck is a silver crucifix he had taken from his mother.
Bio/History: He grew up to be an average kid. Had a group of friends that were likely dead now, had a loving mother and father, a little sister. When things went to hell his mother freaked out, took his 7 year old sister and ran off in search of his father. When John had caught up his mother was dead, his sister never to be seen again. It didn’t take long before his wrenched away by a giant of a man. They had succeeded to making it to his boat. John quickly let go of his despair, seeking vengeance instead. Ramon had given him a gun and he was intent on learning to use it, shooting empty bottles of beer that Ramon drank. There was quite a bit of ammo on board, made you wonder if Ramon was more than just a boxer.

(( I prefer textual appearances rather than images as it makes the characters MINE and not some artist's. ))  

[ZombieApocalypseSurvivor]

G-Name: ZombieApocalypseSurvivor

Character Name: Joe "Zombie Joe" or "ZJ" Smith

Squad: P.A.P.A.S.T. (Pre And Post Apocalypse Survival Team) [separated from them]

Gender: Male

Occupation: Pre-war= High School Senior. War Time= Zombie Killer/ master Survivor.

Weapons: Baseball Bat, Combat Knife, Browning 9 millimeter Hi-Power, anything I can get my hands on I can make into an effective Zombie Killing Machine

Appearance: Average Height, Short brown hair, a little bit out of shape, glasses, and a military grade back pack that goes with him everywhere.

Bio/History: Obsessed with the zombie apocalypse even before any signs of zombies appeared, 18 year old Joe Smith trained himself in what do do in an outbreak. He knows how to react in any type of situation. He can make anything, into a zombie killing weapon [mostly anything anyway]. He was given the name "Zombie Joe" and "ZJ" for his zombie obsession after he moved to Germany just before his senior year in high school. He was at graduation when his world went up in flames, literally. the infection hit hard there, a good number of people in the crowd turned, and in a panic the indoor fireworks display misfired and set the building on fire. Only Joe and a few of his friends made it out alive, and they caught the next plane to the states, in an attempt to get to someone very close to him. the plane made a crash landing in Canada, and Joe was seperated from his friends. Not knowing where he was going, Joe took his carry on bag, which was his survival pack, and headed south.




Character Name: Charlie "Harly Charly" Davidson

Squad: none

Gender: Male

Occupation: US Army Blackhawk pilot, Special Operations

Weapons: Blackhawk Helicopter, M4 Carbine, P220 Pistol, Combat knife.

Appearance: six feet tall, short orange hair, in pretty good shape.

Bio/History: Joined the US Army at 18, he had always wanted to be a pilot. He got to know Andy, Jeff, and Munich in basic, and they were seperated after basic training. they met again at the Battle of Yonkers, and escaped just before the Military ordered Hammerdown procedure. They had been attached to a base in New York state, Charlie's friends giving him cover from the rebels and resistance while he evaced people from everywhere in New York. After their base was ovverun, Charlie and his three friends flew off, in a random direction, Eventually making their way to NYC, where their story begins.



Character Name: Richie Andrews

Squad: None

Gender: Male

Occupation: College student pre-war.

Weapons: Spas-12, anything he finds along the way.

Appearance: Skinny, average build. almost six feet tall. medium length hair (enough so he can comb it over if he so desires).

Bio/History: After hearing about the outbreak of solanum, Richie was excited. His life was boring and he had been looking for something to spice up his life, Unfortunatley that something burst into his dorm room, devouring his room mate before Richie hit it in the head with the back of a toilet seat (he had seen it work in a movie and wanted to try it out). He immediatley packed up his items and drove north. As he drove he heard about how Phalanx was a fake drug. Suddenly the radio went out, his car dying as a flash from behind him lit up the sky. He knew that the town of Yonkers was in the direction of the light, which he saw was a large cloud. He had heard the military were puting up a base there, and he thought of the worse as he got out of his car, grabbed his bag, and started walking North.


Character Name: Cameron Richards

Squad: The people in the fort.

Gender: Male

Occupation: Survivor

Weapons: .22 Rifle, other commonly found weapons.

Appearance: about 5 1/2 feet tall, short brown hair, average build, White Army Camouflage.

Bio/History: Lived near the American-Canadian border, when things went bad, him and some friends went to Canada just as the borders closed in an attempt to keep the infection out. They built Shanty Town, which consists of 2 one story houses and a very crudely built wall made of cars, trucks, and chain-link fence. Cameron and the residents of Shanty town have been there for a couple years (or however long the world has been "dead,"), and they've seen people come and go, both friendly and hostile.



Character Name: Kyle Frost

Squad: None

Gender: Male

Occupation: Lone survivor

Weapons: shotgun

Appearance: average height/build. short brown hair.

Bio/History: He was on a camping trip with some friends before teh sh** hit the fan when one of them got bitten, turning later that night, killing everyone but Kyle, who ran as far as he could. He spends his time scrounging for food, water and ammo. He has not seen another survivor in two years. He doesn't spend mroe than a week in one place, always looking for a place to stay, and possibly more survivors, although his hopes are never high on the latter.


Character Name: Joe Thompson

Squad: USS Harry S. Truman Guards

Gender: Male

Occupation: Guard on the USS Harry S. Truman

Weapons: MP5, USP, one extra clip for each, Police baton.

Appearance: Tall, orange hair, freckles, green eyes, muscular build.

Bio/History: Originally a soldier, he went AWOL when the Army started heading west, leaving people behind. He heard about the USS S. Harry Truman, how they had disobeyed orders as well. Thinking he could get along with anyone who disobeys orders to do something right, he get to the port and was one of the last ones to board the ship jsut as the perimeter was overrun. He knew that order would need to be kept on the ship, so he approached the captain and requested non-military enforcement be put in place, and he was assigned, amogn others, to police the ship and keep order.  

[l_uke]

G-Name: l_uke
Character Name: Vincent Smith
Squad: none yet
Gender: Male
Occupation: Ex-U.S Marine
Weapons: Machete, AK-47, Desert Eagle, Glock 12
Appearance: Muscular Man, with shoulder length dark hair, and chin stubble. Dog Tags around neck. Wears 2xl Dark hoodie, blue jeans, and his wife's favorite headband wrapped around his arm.
Bio/History: Joined the U.S Marines when he turned 19, and then the Zombie Apocalypse happened. When he arrived at his hometown in Arkansas, his wife was zombified. After the painful decision to euthanize her, he gathered up his weapons, food, and his faithful 1975 Charger, and he made his way north, eventually ending up in Canada. Currently looking for any refuge.  

[NoLifeKing66]

G-Name: NoLifeKing66
Character Name: Maryse Ouellet
Squad: solo (Ontario)
Gender: female
Occupation: bartender
Weapons: Beretta 92 9mm Luger, Mossberg 590 pump-action riot shotgun, hunting knife
Appearance: [x] gothic; icy green eyes; long dark hair (which she rarely brushes); fair, freckled complexion (which she never touches up with makeup); prefers dresses and skirts to pants and shorts; often wears a baggy, black hooded sweatshirt to conceal her luscious curves; always wears heavy, black combat boots with steel toes; carries an old, black messenger bag in which she keeps supplies (bullets, batteries, bottled water, canned goods, and a can opener)
Bio/History: Maryse was born on January 21, 1984, in Montreal, Quebec. When she was 12 years old, her mother was killed in a car accident. Her father, unable or unwilling to take care of her, sent her to New Brunswick to live with her uncle, a retired military man, who tried to drill some discipline into her. Maryse was a very intelligent, but very moody, very ill-behaved kid. Her uncle loved her in his own way, but he had an insane moral compass, and his punishments often bordered on abuse. Anxious to get away from him as soon as she could, Maryse moved out when she was 18. She got a room above an automotive repair shop (she had to listen to metal screaming and tearing all day long, but it wasn't as maddening as one might expect and the rent was next to nothing). She also landed a job as a bartender (it was pretty easy work and it paid well). Yes, life was going as well as it ever had. Then the zombies came, and that was the end of that.  

[Jenocide Doll]

G-Name: pockyninja13
Character Name: Nyoko Irina Hanzo
Squad: none
Gender: female
Occupation: former starving artist
Weapons: two desert eagles, random hand guns, and katana
Appearance: (Image if possible!)












Bio/History: Born in Japan but moved around too much to have a real home. A dark bubbly loner, tends to keep to herself only because shes afraid of being hurt. All friends and family she did have tried to kill her or had to be killed when turned. She smiles wickedly but behind that smile is alot of pain and fear. Her dry sarcastic wit tends to cut deep and hurt every one around her. She seems care free and ignorant to the danger but is well aware. If she doesnt keep the smile chances are she will sink into a deep deression and let herself die. stealthy and cat like she is well trained with guns and sword play but never mentions how or why. her skin is unnaturally pale and cold and wont explain why her eyes dont match. very strange moods affect her sometimes shes a happy little ball of fun other times she is cold and unemotional. always wearing strange cloths or make up but has yet to be tripped up by it  

[Takuha]

G-Name: Takuha
Character Name: Greg Nosirrah
Squad: None? Maybe?
Gender: Male
Occupation: Low level office worker who just sort of types numbers into things for long periods of time, also he gets bored easily.
Weapons: a firemen's axe, and a Zigana T 9mm pistol that he found in a dead soldiers hand, but he only has four magazines so he's trying to save the bullets for when he needs them.
Appearance: Here's one I drew basically that except with an axe, and maybe a tye.
Bio/History: Born in the city of Liverpool in England, Greg moved to Ontario (Wherever that is) when he was 22 after graduating from York University, he got a job in an office in Ontario when he was 23 and has been working there for the past three years, when everyone started getting sick and not going to work, Greg ended up working late in the office doing everyone's paper work, when his boss burst out of his office with half an arm and most of his jaw missing, it was around then that Greg caught on that there was some freaky s**t going down, he originally planned to baracade himself in the local super market until a rsecue helicopter or something vame to pick him up, but after gettinjg outside he saw the number of zombies that had over run the place, and the downed helicopter that had crashed into and consequently destroyed the local super market, so he took a gun and some ammo from one of the soldiers in the helicopter, stole one of the military hummers that was left abandoned by the helicopter, and is currently driving around trying to find a way out of the city.  

[Urbnja]

G-Name: PhysicalPoet

Character Name: Keith

Squad: The Thieves Guild

Gender: Male

Occupation: Parkour, Freerunning, Former martial Arts student.

Parkour - A discipline developed in France by a group of practitioners called the Yamakasi, Parkour is a discipline in witch one practices and adapts to their environment and moves through it with speed and efficiency. Vaulting obstacles, running on/up walls, and leaping and jumping buildings, obstacles, and etc. Parkour is mainly practiced in Urban environments. Parkour is an Underground discipline.

Freerunning - Heavily related and similar to parkour. It combines parkour with flips, twists, and other tricks that are not necessarily efficient. It is known as the more stylish version of parkour. Freerunning is also an underground discipline.

Parkour and freerunning have the same philosophy, and they are a way of life. They are heavily similar to Martial Arts, but are more focused on evade than combat.

Weapons: Pistol, duel daggers.(both stolen from local Classic-weapons shop near my old home in Virginia before the outbreak)



Appearance:
White, Light Blue eyes, slim-athletic body, Lucky necklace(says "Love" on it given to me by my Girlfriend),lite small backpack[in backpack: medical mask, scarf, bottled water, and weapons.]
(had to get new pic because of my photobucket)


Bio/History:

Years ago I lived in Virginia. Something wen terrible wrong with a military experiment...at least, that's what I heard. Since Norfolk is home to the biggest Naval base in the US(most of Norfolk is a naval base). The Norfolk naval base was assigned to try and execute the problem. Only making it worse. Anyways, I came from there to DC and DC was overpowered by these "monsters" from there...I'm traveling anywhere that's safe. I've even heard the naval base of Norfolk is still secure. But I'm not sure.  

[LALA Landd 111]

G-Name:The hotpocket
Character Name: Vince Issac Prog
Squad:N/a
Gender:Male
Occupation biggrin octor
Weapons: Hatchet
Appearance:
Bio/History: Vince was born in a wealthy family, he was the second child out of four. He grew up a pretty average life, the only thing that wasnt average for him was his youngest brother dying at the age of 6. Vince had a good connection with his youngest brother Zack. Basically he raised Zack, his parents werent home alot so he took care of him while they were gone. Unlucky for Zack he died of a brain tumor, Vince was 8 when Zack died. From that day he wanted to become a doctor and he did. Now the Zombie Apocalypse has happened, Vince has been boarded up in his apartment, surviving on little food. He wants to come up with a cure but has no supplies. His food is running low and soon he will need to leave the safety of his shelter to find more.  

[xx Missile Kid]

&& The Horror Changes, But The Reason Stays The Same

 

[behind her eyes waiting]

G-Name: behind her eyes waiting
Character Name: Mikhail (thats it)
Squad: (n/a)
Gender: male
Occupation: "art dealer" actual job: hired hit for crime bosses and other shady characters
Weapons: anything in hand and array of guns
Appearance: (Image if possible!)


Bio/History: Rasied in a normal family with normal parents but was born with a hidden darkness in him. At the age of 13 just to see what it was like he murderd his family with his fathers gun. Likeing the taste he ran off on his own from city to city killing random bums and living like one. One day a man of questionable morals noticed the dirty little urchin and took him in putting him to good use. From the time Mikhail was brought in off the street to the time people started to turn he lived with a gun in his hand and slept with one eye open. The carnage and blood shed was nothing new to him, and has yet to blink and eye because of it.