forum Zombie Apocalypse RP (Still technically open if anyone wants to join)
Started by @Becfromthedead group
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@faltering_through pets

Alright, here's my guy:

Name: Casimir Xin
Age: 21
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Asexual
Appearance: Caz is a bit tall and has a slightly lanky body. He has black smooth hair which is in a short semi-disheveled ponytail with some wisps falling on the sides of his face, he usually has to brush it behind his ears since it gets a bit annoying at times. Caz has dark black eyes which make him have a sort of dull appearance to him but he's actually really active and friendly; to go with his dark eye color he wears black eyeliner on the waterline of his eyes. Caz likes wearing a bohemian patterned jumper since he's pretty thin and hasn't worked out in a long time. He's got a black knitted scarf since he gets cold easily and black skinny jeans. The shoes he wears are these all black old school vans with brown soles. (I based his clothes off of this: http://s3cdn-test-lookbooknu.netdna-ssl.com/files/looks/large/2011/04/04/1181596_sweatermocc.jpg)
Personality: Casimir is pretty soft spoken even though he doesn't talk much, he likes to keep to himself. He's a bystander when something brutal happens and isn't exactly as innocent as he looks. If he sees a threat he'll get rid of it as soon as possibly, he can kill without feeling remorse about it. Sometimes he'll sit and contemplate his life all day, he'll lay in bed thinking about how he could be dead but isn't yet. He likes to stay in a quiet isolated place to reflect, as he loves the silence. Caz can sometimes come off as serious and formal when he's not in a good mood. He's used to following orders so he's pretty easy to convince to do stuff if he's told by a leader or a higher up, someone in charge.
Inventory: He's got a kozuka pocket knife that his dad passed on to him and even though it was supposed to be a relic he saw that it was useful and now wields it to kill anything that comes his way. He carries around this old rusty metal pipe that he found lying around since he only had one weapon. Apart from the weapons he's got a small brown leather messenger bag where he keeps his snacks, a first aid kit, a lighter, a small bottle of aspirin, his gameboy and a small bottle of gin.
Backstory: Caz is of asian descent, back home his father forced him to become a body guard for the rich families so that they could earn money. He still went to school but spent most of his time training. After working for four years with a wealthy family he and his family moved to america since they had enough saved up. There, he continued his studies until the world went to shit.
Other: He used to live in a small village in China, so he didn't exactly grow up with an open mind to things and always did as he was told since it was deemed disrespectful not to do so.

@Joy_

Oof, guys, I'm sorry, I'm too busy with homework rn to join. I'll just kinda stalk and then I'll join in at a later date if that's okay?

@faltering_through pets

oof I don't think I'll be on in five hours though I could try to stay up and see but I think that some people still haven't submitted their characters? Maybe they could join in later like you said

@Becfromthedead group

Yeah, that was the idea. Plus I don’t know if all of them are still interested and it’s probably better to not let this die right away. I could always just post a starter later and whenever everyone has time, they can start to add on. Up to all of you really.

@Desvelarse pets

Name: Vaughn Finley.
Age: 23 years old.
Gender: Male.
Sexuality: Pansexual, no lean.
Appearance: He has black hair, one side of the hair longer and combed over, the strands reaching to his eyebrow in length, while the other side is a bit shorter. His skin is pale, and his hard eyes are a grey color. He stands at around 6’3, and has a lean, muscular build. He has a tattoo on his left inner forearm, it being the name “Adelina” written in child like handwriting. He also has various scars all over his skin.
Personality: He is a very introverted person. He doesn’t get along well with people he doesn’t know, and he hates loud and social situations. He is quiet when first met, and tends to be very intimidating and dangerous looking. Though when he is getting used to someone and trusts them, he opens up a bit more. He gets a lot more loyal and trusting of that person. He is helpful and kind, seeming very generous and protective of them.
Inventory (including weapons, tools, etc.): A pistol with a few clips, a pocket knife, and other various supplies (he has been in refuge in an abandoned gas station since before it started)
Background (occupation, backstory, etc): Most of it will be revealed throughout, just to make it a bit more interesting. But something important to know is that before the apocalypse, he had been a well known serial killer who would kill men that would harm women and children. While many people were scared of him, others praised him for getting rid of terrible men.
Other (optional): He suffers from mild schizophrenia, and a few weeks after the apocalypse, he ran out of the medication, so he hasn’t been able to treat the mental disease.

@PuffPoff

Could I join? It might take a while to make a character because I'm on my phone.

@Becfromthedead group

Yes, and that's fine! It's getting late here, so it'll probably be tomorrow before we actually start (unless I just post a starter and wait for everyone to respond, but idk).

@PuffPoff

Name: Jaylin (Jay) Dembele, or her white hat hacker alias Amber Rose
Age: 19
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Asexual and biromantic
Appearance: She stands 5'5" with a pear body shape, and she's a little overweight. Her skin is a dark mahogany color. She has a round oval face with full lips and ears that stick out ever-so slightly so that they seem a little off. Her round eyes are a murky green color, and half of her left eye is light brown. She has silky black hair in natural curls that end in the middle of her back.
Personality: (She's a new character so bear with me) She generally likes to keep to herself, but once she meets someone she gets attached. She prefers indoors to outdoors and isn't very smart when it comes to plants, animals, and navigation. She has become extremely attached to her laptop over the passed few years and is rarely seen without it on her person. If she's off her laptop for too long, she gets extremely fidgety.
Inventory (she has an average sized backpack): phone, small travelling first aid kit, laptop and charger, flashdrive, small travelling tool kit in case her laptop breaks
Background: Jaylin became a white hat hacker since she was fifteen, and continued to be one until the plague broke out. She had been living with her brother in an apartment when he got the plague. He caught on to the fact that he was sick early on, and he killed himself before he could hurt Jaylin. She has been trying to survive since, not exactly interested in finding a cure.
Other: She has a pretty thick Boston accent (I won't type like she has one though because the incorrect spelling would bother me)

@PuffPoff

I love apocalypse roleplays and none of mine have been super active so I'm excited as well!

@SaltyLasagna

Name: Amber Lumic
Age: 25
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Biromantic
Appearance: Short, pale skin, curvy with an hourglass shape but hides it under oversized hoodies, her face is perfect and smooth save for the jagged scar that goes from the arch of her right eyebrow to the corner of her jaw and narrowly misses her right eye, gray-green eyes, wavy strawberry blonde hair that falls down to her hips but it's usually unbrushed and held up in a messy ponytail
Personality: Can be blunt or extremely sarcastic depending on her mood, confident, very opinionated, logical and will always try to avoid physical fighting and magic using, doesn't like to talk about her past, calls people out on their bullshit all of the time, can often see right through people's lies (but not always)
Inventory: A silver dagger with an elegant design on the handle, bow and five arrows, small pouch full of medicine (the types of medicine she carries will change as she raids hospitals and pharmacies as often as possible, but she usually has fentanyl, morphine, cannabis, ibuprofen, robitussin, diazepam [valium], and alprazolam [xanax])
Background: Will reveal more later but was abused mentally and physically by her parents, ran away and ended up on the streets when she was 16, met a 14 year old kid who was also living on the streets and they ended up living together and taking care of each other for years until they both got stable jobs
Other: Always keeps her bag of medicine at her side, and will assess people before administering medicine (she won't just give pills out for any reason). When she sleeps, she'll often ask a person she trusts that's awake to watch her bag. Takes inventory of what she has twice a day.

@Becfromthedead group

Pollux ran up the broken-down escalator and up to the second floor of the mall. He hadn't expected them to find him so quickly. He had taken a change of clothes so he could get out of his tattered jeans and sweatshirt, and so he could replace his tennis shoes, which had soles that were about to wear through. No sooner had he done that, he had heard slow, shuffling, dragging footsteps approach and found out that he was being pursued by four zombies- at least, that's how many he thought he saw. There had to be more around. So here he was now, running for his life through an abandoned mall. It was just like a horror movie, he thought, but of course, he never thought he would be actually living through this, much less without anyone at his side to weather the apocalypse.

Pollux ducked into a sporting goods store, grabbed a few packs of beef jerky, and trail mix, and shoved them all into his bag. He cast a quick glance behind him. Good. The zombies hadn't caught up. That didn't mean he was out of the woods, though. Pollux slowed his pace a bit, trying to catch his breath, but that was a little more difficult than he had anticipated. He walked towards the back door, which led out onto a parking deck, and he slumped back against the wall, waiting for either his heart rate and breathing to return to normal or the zombies to catch up- whichever came first.

@PuffPoff

Jaylin sat between two stained dumpsters, typing away at her laptop. This dumpster lot had been her home for the past week, and it had proved to be a perfect hiding spot. The rotting stench from the garbage masked her scent well, and the metal fence around the lot held well enough to keep any dangerous animals out. However, Jaylin had been struggling to get any internet and her clothes now smelled like rotten food. She just prayed that it would rain.

You win some, you loose some. She thought, tapping her finger impatiently on her knee while waiting for her laptop to load. Ever since the plague started spreading, Jaylin had been trying to track where the zombies were. A few weeks ago she made contact with someone on the other side of town, and with their information combined with hers she was able to estimate where the zombies were and how they moved. As for any zombies outside of the town, she had no clue where they were.