Post by rat on May 8, 2017 3:30:08 GMT -5
So I was kinda thinking we could base characters off ourselves, just loosely, of course, like you don't have to make it exactly like you, like you don't have to use your real name (I use one with the same first letters) age, not even gender, but with your talents and mostly physical description and skills etc, sort of to see how well we'd do in a zombie apocalypse? I dunno, it just seemed like a cool idea.
Name | Age | Gender+Sexuality | Description (Preferably 6+ lines, include history (Optional) pets (optional) favoured weapons, skills/talents, and anything else you can think of | Username (Not screen name, as in @)
Fiona (Ferret) Bláth - Age Unknown, presumed 14/15 - Female, straight - Fiona stands at an average/short, verging on very short height, only 5”1’, but this will not prevent her from making her authority clear. Her naturally pink lips and a sprinkle of freckles over her face, hair (brown, fading to dark blonde) pushed out of her silvery blue eyes, may make her look sweet and innocent, but she will very willingly injure you. She’s stronger than she looks. A small scar sits on the right of her forehead, slicing across her temple and creating a small line where no hair grows, but you can only see it if she lifts the rest of her hair out of the way to show you. Her dark eyebrows are often arched and her lips turned down in a doubtful, slightly amused expression, which will turn into an expression of pure rage if you touch her axe. While we’re on the topic of her axe, it is her most prized possession, and tends to rank it in value over people when she’s feeling particularly cold and heartless. No, seriously; if you were to attempt to kill someone with it, she’d just tell you “Remember to wash off the blood, it tends to stain.” She couldn’t care less. Other than her dark, emotionless side that constantly has a blank face which screams “I hate you all”, she has a funny-ish side. Her funny side is mostly sadistic though, so it’s a lose-lose situation. Fiona has a beautiful voice, and her singing is often described as ‘angelic’, so if she really likes you, she might sing for you once or twice. Keyword: might. She will sacrifice herself in the blink of an eye to protect someone, and doesn’t fear death, but she hates water, which is understandable, with her being a fire elementor. Her usual outfit is (along with her axe hung from a leather strap resting on her back) is a pair of brown leather boots, black leather pants and a simple tight black shirt with a white ruffled collar. A necklace with a fang is draped over her neck. An intricately designed sabre with golden tassels on the hilt and vines engraved in the blade is her favourite weapon, a family heirloom, passed down to her by her grandfather when he died. If you try to steal her weapon she will give you an injury, and, depending on how she's feeling, this injury will vary in sizes from small scratch to huge mortal wound on your chest, to pieces of you lying scattered on the floor. Same goes for her Glock 17 and her two axes. Don't even try. She has a real sailor's mouth (words will be replaced with [curse]) which tends to make people uncomfortable around her, but does she care? Nope, Ferret has, surprisingly enough, a pet ferret (more of a partner in crime, but you know what I mean) called Trelós, the Greek word for crazy. She also has a mutt called Krýo (the Greek word for cold) that seems to be a cross between a fox, a wolf, a dalmatian, a polar bear and a Russian Blue (which is, of course, impossible, but that's what he looks like) with his thick, fluffy white pelt speckled with grey, blue and black, his silvery blue eyes, pointed ears, feathery tail, and black skin underneath his soft fur, no-one is sure what breed he is. Her last name means ‘flower’ in a Irish. Do not call her flower. Do not. Don’t. Ever. Just remember: she may be small, but she’s scary. | Katzu
Tristan Marie | 16 | Male straight | Tristan, standing at a pathetic 55 kg and 1.75 m, he is not intimidating. In fact he is overlooked. Always. Tristan finds his appearance to be his best asset. He has short dark brown hair, blue eyes and pale skin. He wears t-shirts (generally with a nerdy reference) and some shorts. He also wears ski protection gear and shin guards "hey, you never know". He is a strategist. Always plotting in his "kingdom" (it's just a small rooftop on an apartment), yet for him it is home. He constantly plans and plans for raids, ambushes and generally attacks on other people, groups or zombies. When he needs muscle he hires some nearby groups in return of supplies. He is an efficient person. Everything has to be perfect. All his raids go nearly perfectly because he spends a lot of time looking at maps and other odd things. It makes him feel like some bank robber only here is it much more serious. He carries three weapons: a flare used for distractions, noise, and general communication, a laser pointer to pull off some bluffs, and a small Bowie knife. He hates to have to fight, and his clear lack of muscles shows that. Yet when he does he is proven to be ruthless often torturing people for information. He has one main fear. Heights. He is horrified by heights. Yet in his kingdom he is always up in the sky, the reason is because he adopts Batman's philosophy; taking on your fear to make others scared (he is a huge nerd, like, huge.). In terms of personality, he is quite quiet rarely talks to anyone unless it is an order. But he does have a cat, all black named Lemon. He is nicknamed by fellow groups and rouges the 'Red Eyed Lemon' after his constant use of his laser pointer, and his cat. He is a person of philosophy; he embraces the simple logic that zombies are scary, but very stupid, and not nearly as strategic as himself, and he uses that to be in a position where the only things that can hurt him are other people. He rarely ever makes a noise when walking and he has sealed all entrances to his kingdom, giving him completely solitude and safety to plan his attacks. | Poisonpaw
Duncan Mars | 15 | Male, Bisexual | Duncan, also jokingly known as 'King' by close friends, is a Latino male who stands a 5'6 with dark green eyes and short, messy black hair that sweeps to the right which becomes longer, reaching his chin. On the left side of his face, he has a dark teal piercing on his eyebrow along with a scar beside his eye that he acquired several days after the apocalypse began. Additionally, Duncan has a permanent smirk in place, accompanied by a small, unintentional glare, that completely contrasts his friendly and humorous personality. As a result, most people are deterred from approaching. Duncan's clothing consists of a simple, brown, short-sleeved tee with a wide collar that shows off his well-toned arms that were achieved after several years of training with guns beside his gun-avid father, khaki hiking pants, and black combat boots. He carries a lightweight but durable chest protector on his left side. Donning loose khaki pants, Duncan fills all four pockets with extra ammo packets and tends to leave the side zippers open, revealing his strong calf muscles which he gained by running from the enemy often. On his left leg, located much higher on his calf and close to his knee, Duncan holds a concealed Glock 27 stored inside a thin holster, that remains hidden seeing as the zipper doesn't go past half-way up his calf. There is also a Border Guard 2 knife that lives in his waistband which is accompanied by a .44 Magnum, placed inside a holster. With nimble fingers and a father who had adored guns, Duncan is able to handle almost any type of gun easily. Even if he has never laid eyes on a specific gun, Duncan has the skill to figure out how it shoots after a bit of fiddling and some test shots. Confident in his gunmanship and ability to lie, Duncan prefers to infiltrate other groups of people whenever in need of supplies before running off. Several times, Duncan has been forced to shoot another human when they realised what he was doing and were going to warn the others or attack him. After his first kill, Duncan had almost starved himself, terrified to touch any gun for a multitude of weeks as the death replayed itself in his head every night. Even now, Duncan will have nightmares, often losing hours of sleep and suffering from somewhat high levels of insomnia. In addition to insomnia, Duncan has a fear of spiders along with low self-esteem prompting him to consider himself a disposable pawn. Consequently, 'King' is always ready to play a sacrificial move if necessary. Despite the almost constant nightmares, Duncan continues to use guns as a go-to weapon and will even willingly kill another human if to protect someone he considers a friend, completely disregarding how others might see him. While Duncan can easily think for himself, he prefers getting orders from someone else and is more content having to follow instructions than having free-range. However, he is liable to disobey if a situation involves a close friend. Duncan is always loyal to his friends and would rather die than betray them. He is a humorous kid who enjoys laughing, the water and having human company. Duncan almost always has a joke up his sleeve and if not, will purposefully act awkward to lower any levels of hostility or tension if need be. Being a good listener, Duncan will always try to help his teammates any way he can. But during a mission or battle, Duncan transforms into an almost heartless human, refusing to give adults any mercy. He thinks of his young age as a weakness when in a fight causing him to act older than he is and be almost trigger-happy. If he loses too many hours of sleep, he is likely to shoot a target's legs and arms instead of going straight for the kill shot, preferring to draw out the deaths of his victims, whether they are human or zombie. | silvercloud
Use www.rinmarugames.com/playgame.php?game_link=mega-fantasy-avatar-creator to make your avatar, give me the image and I'll put it here
If this gets a reasonable amount of people, I'll add more information about places, animals, etc, but for now we'll just see how it goes.
So the setting is around the outskirts of a city, so there's big buildings and old shops, stuff like that, with woods, fields, farms and little country houses in between. Wolves, bears, raccoons, foxes, deer and other forest animals, pets like cats, dogs, reptiles and animals of the sort, and farm animals like sheep, cows, horses and pigs all run free through the country, city and woods.
Now, the zombies can run, but an average sprint would probably beat them. They can also climb walls, bust down doors and hurdle over low objects, but are easily outwitted. They will not attack animals, and can sense a living human from up to 500 meters away, through walls, water, earth trees, they will know you're there. Due to the fact they're rotting, they don't hear or see as well as a normal human, but their sense of smell is exceptionally good.
Name | Age | Gender+Sexuality | Description (Preferably 6+ lines, include history (Optional) pets (optional) favoured weapons, skills/talents, and anything else you can think of | Username (Not screen name, as in @)
Fiona (Ferret) Bláth - Age Unknown, presumed 14/15 - Female, straight - Fiona stands at an average/short, verging on very short height, only 5”1’, but this will not prevent her from making her authority clear. Her naturally pink lips and a sprinkle of freckles over her face, hair (brown, fading to dark blonde) pushed out of her silvery blue eyes, may make her look sweet and innocent, but she will very willingly injure you. She’s stronger than she looks. A small scar sits on the right of her forehead, slicing across her temple and creating a small line where no hair grows, but you can only see it if she lifts the rest of her hair out of the way to show you. Her dark eyebrows are often arched and her lips turned down in a doubtful, slightly amused expression, which will turn into an expression of pure rage if you touch her axe. While we’re on the topic of her axe, it is her most prized possession, and tends to rank it in value over people when she’s feeling particularly cold and heartless. No, seriously; if you were to attempt to kill someone with it, she’d just tell you “Remember to wash off the blood, it tends to stain.” She couldn’t care less. Other than her dark, emotionless side that constantly has a blank face which screams “I hate you all”, she has a funny-ish side. Her funny side is mostly sadistic though, so it’s a lose-lose situation. Fiona has a beautiful voice, and her singing is often described as ‘angelic’, so if she really likes you, she might sing for you once or twice. Keyword: might. She will sacrifice herself in the blink of an eye to protect someone, and doesn’t fear death, but she hates water, which is understandable, with her being a fire elementor. Her usual outfit is (along with her axe hung from a leather strap resting on her back) is a pair of brown leather boots, black leather pants and a simple tight black shirt with a white ruffled collar. A necklace with a fang is draped over her neck. An intricately designed sabre with golden tassels on the hilt and vines engraved in the blade is her favourite weapon, a family heirloom, passed down to her by her grandfather when he died. If you try to steal her weapon she will give you an injury, and, depending on how she's feeling, this injury will vary in sizes from small scratch to huge mortal wound on your chest, to pieces of you lying scattered on the floor. Same goes for her Glock 17 and her two axes. Don't even try. She has a real sailor's mouth (words will be replaced with [curse]) which tends to make people uncomfortable around her, but does she care? Nope, Ferret has, surprisingly enough, a pet ferret (more of a partner in crime, but you know what I mean) called Trelós, the Greek word for crazy. She also has a mutt called Krýo (the Greek word for cold) that seems to be a cross between a fox, a wolf, a dalmatian, a polar bear and a Russian Blue (which is, of course, impossible, but that's what he looks like) with his thick, fluffy white pelt speckled with grey, blue and black, his silvery blue eyes, pointed ears, feathery tail, and black skin underneath his soft fur, no-one is sure what breed he is. Her last name means ‘flower’ in a Irish. Do not call her flower. Do not. Don’t. Ever. Just remember: she may be small, but she’s scary. | Katzu
Tristan Marie | 16 | Male straight | Tristan, standing at a pathetic 55 kg and 1.75 m, he is not intimidating. In fact he is overlooked. Always. Tristan finds his appearance to be his best asset. He has short dark brown hair, blue eyes and pale skin. He wears t-shirts (generally with a nerdy reference) and some shorts. He also wears ski protection gear and shin guards "hey, you never know". He is a strategist. Always plotting in his "kingdom" (it's just a small rooftop on an apartment), yet for him it is home. He constantly plans and plans for raids, ambushes and generally attacks on other people, groups or zombies. When he needs muscle he hires some nearby groups in return of supplies. He is an efficient person. Everything has to be perfect. All his raids go nearly perfectly because he spends a lot of time looking at maps and other odd things. It makes him feel like some bank robber only here is it much more serious. He carries three weapons: a flare used for distractions, noise, and general communication, a laser pointer to pull off some bluffs, and a small Bowie knife. He hates to have to fight, and his clear lack of muscles shows that. Yet when he does he is proven to be ruthless often torturing people for information. He has one main fear. Heights. He is horrified by heights. Yet in his kingdom he is always up in the sky, the reason is because he adopts Batman's philosophy; taking on your fear to make others scared (he is a huge nerd, like, huge.). In terms of personality, he is quite quiet rarely talks to anyone unless it is an order. But he does have a cat, all black named Lemon. He is nicknamed by fellow groups and rouges the 'Red Eyed Lemon' after his constant use of his laser pointer, and his cat. He is a person of philosophy; he embraces the simple logic that zombies are scary, but very stupid, and not nearly as strategic as himself, and he uses that to be in a position where the only things that can hurt him are other people. He rarely ever makes a noise when walking and he has sealed all entrances to his kingdom, giving him completely solitude and safety to plan his attacks. | Poisonpaw
Duncan Mars | 15 | Male, Bisexual | Duncan, also jokingly known as 'King' by close friends, is a Latino male who stands a 5'6 with dark green eyes and short, messy black hair that sweeps to the right which becomes longer, reaching his chin. On the left side of his face, he has a dark teal piercing on his eyebrow along with a scar beside his eye that he acquired several days after the apocalypse began. Additionally, Duncan has a permanent smirk in place, accompanied by a small, unintentional glare, that completely contrasts his friendly and humorous personality. As a result, most people are deterred from approaching. Duncan's clothing consists of a simple, brown, short-sleeved tee with a wide collar that shows off his well-toned arms that were achieved after several years of training with guns beside his gun-avid father, khaki hiking pants, and black combat boots. He carries a lightweight but durable chest protector on his left side. Donning loose khaki pants, Duncan fills all four pockets with extra ammo packets and tends to leave the side zippers open, revealing his strong calf muscles which he gained by running from the enemy often. On his left leg, located much higher on his calf and close to his knee, Duncan holds a concealed Glock 27 stored inside a thin holster, that remains hidden seeing as the zipper doesn't go past half-way up his calf. There is also a Border Guard 2 knife that lives in his waistband which is accompanied by a .44 Magnum, placed inside a holster. With nimble fingers and a father who had adored guns, Duncan is able to handle almost any type of gun easily. Even if he has never laid eyes on a specific gun, Duncan has the skill to figure out how it shoots after a bit of fiddling and some test shots. Confident in his gunmanship and ability to lie, Duncan prefers to infiltrate other groups of people whenever in need of supplies before running off. Several times, Duncan has been forced to shoot another human when they realised what he was doing and were going to warn the others or attack him. After his first kill, Duncan had almost starved himself, terrified to touch any gun for a multitude of weeks as the death replayed itself in his head every night. Even now, Duncan will have nightmares, often losing hours of sleep and suffering from somewhat high levels of insomnia. In addition to insomnia, Duncan has a fear of spiders along with low self-esteem prompting him to consider himself a disposable pawn. Consequently, 'King' is always ready to play a sacrificial move if necessary. Despite the almost constant nightmares, Duncan continues to use guns as a go-to weapon and will even willingly kill another human if to protect someone he considers a friend, completely disregarding how others might see him. While Duncan can easily think for himself, he prefers getting orders from someone else and is more content having to follow instructions than having free-range. However, he is liable to disobey if a situation involves a close friend. Duncan is always loyal to his friends and would rather die than betray them. He is a humorous kid who enjoys laughing, the water and having human company. Duncan almost always has a joke up his sleeve and if not, will purposefully act awkward to lower any levels of hostility or tension if need be. Being a good listener, Duncan will always try to help his teammates any way he can. But during a mission or battle, Duncan transforms into an almost heartless human, refusing to give adults any mercy. He thinks of his young age as a weakness when in a fight causing him to act older than he is and be almost trigger-happy. If he loses too many hours of sleep, he is likely to shoot a target's legs and arms instead of going straight for the kill shot, preferring to draw out the deaths of his victims, whether they are human or zombie. | silvercloud
Use www.rinmarugames.com/playgame.php?game_link=mega-fantasy-avatar-creator to make your avatar, give me the image and I'll put it here
If this gets a reasonable amount of people, I'll add more information about places, animals, etc, but for now we'll just see how it goes.
So the setting is around the outskirts of a city, so there's big buildings and old shops, stuff like that, with woods, fields, farms and little country houses in between. Wolves, bears, raccoons, foxes, deer and other forest animals, pets like cats, dogs, reptiles and animals of the sort, and farm animals like sheep, cows, horses and pigs all run free through the country, city and woods.
Now, the zombies can run, but an average sprint would probably beat them. They can also climb walls, bust down doors and hurdle over low objects, but are easily outwitted. They will not attack animals, and can sense a living human from up to 500 meters away, through walls, water, earth trees, they will know you're there. Due to the fact they're rotting, they don't hear or see as well as a normal human, but their sense of smell is exceptionally good.