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[CS] No Hope Left

Post by Miro-chan » Tue Dec 03, 2019 12:01 am

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"One day... There won't be any hope left. When that happens, you gotta keep your friends close and your enemies closer."
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Full Name:

Birthday:

Age:
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Race:
(Caucasian, Latino, African American, etc.)

Short Bio:

Likes:

Dislikes:

Strengths:

Weaknesses:

Weapons:
(If they have any. Remember, most people don't really have a guns yet unless they just found one off a dead person, or they worked in a job that required a firearm. Other than that, they can use just about anything. A two-by-four, a rock, a brick-- anything they can get their hands on.)

Appearance Description:
(Describe what they look like. What type or color hair do they have? What color eyes and skin do they have? What kind of clothes do they wear?)

Appearance Photo:
(Please use a realistic photo or realistic art piece.)
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Re: [CS] No Hope Left

Post by Miro-chan » Tue Dec 03, 2019 12:07 am

Miro's Character: 01

Full Name:
Rebecca Leanne Jones

Birthday:
July 23, 1997

Age:
22

Race:
Caucasian

Short Bio:
Rebecca was born in Georgia and had been raised by her mother due to her father having left them when Rebecca was ten. She always knew her mother was having a tough time with handling the bills and when she turned fifteen, Rebecca began to work her first job as a bagger at a local grocery store. Although it was a little difficult to balance a job and her school, Rebecca still made straight A's. Her mother had been cleaning Rebecca's room one day and found the large sum of money hidden in a box beneath a floorboard underneath her bed and as soon as Rebecca got home, she was confronted about where the money had come from. Rebecca had explained to her how she had been working and why she'd kept it a secret and her mother ended up crying with happiness. She told Rebecca how thankful she was and eventually the two agreed that Rebecca would stop working for a little while so she could focus on her grades.

By the end of her high school career, she had gained enough scholarships to pay for her first four years of college. Rebecca moved into her first dorm room and had her first non-relative roommate name Ashley and the two got along judst fine. The both were book worms and loved to learn new things, though Ashley also loved to party a lot. She'd go to frat parties and drink and dance and come back the next day with a horrible hang over. Each time Rebecca had told her that she should probabaly take a break from the parties, Ashley surprisingly agreed. The two helped eachother on projects and various homework assignments if either of them needed help. On the holiday breaks, they'd stay in touch with eachother when they'd go home and then the next year, they'd try to be roomies again.

During the middle of her first semester, Rebecca began to intern a doctor at one of the nearby hospitals. She loved it. She loved learning how each part of the body worked, how to stop pneumonia, how to heal others when they needed it. Just everything was amazing. While she had been interning Doctor Keith, they had found a few patients with the strange disease. Nobody knew what it was, so they'd had given the patients medication that would hopefully work. When the results of the odd virus were sent to other scientists and doctors of higher status, most didn't care to look into it since the patients didn't have enough money to pay for everything. What was the point of trying if they didn't get the money, right?

The outbreak hit during her third year of college and Rebecca and one of her classes had gone on a trip to Ouray County, Colorado. She and her fellow university students didn't even know about the outbreak until they got to Ouray and they'd been stuck there for a week, afraid to go outside. When someone did go out, most of the time they didn't come back...

Likes:
° Chocolate
° Helping others.
° Learning anything she can.
° Anything dealing with health.
° Reading and writing.
° Travelling around the world.
° Meeting new people.
° The color gold.
° The cold/snow.
° Being outdoors.

Dislikes:
° Zombies.
° Violence.
° Hot weather
° Brussel Sprouts and Beans of any kind.
° Watching others get hurt.
° Horror films.
° Feeling helpless/useless.
° The color pink.

Strengths:
° She is pretty smart in most situations.
° She is a quick learner.
° She can hold her breath for ten minutes.
° She knows how to do first aid.
° She knows how to use herbs and other things the wildlife offers to make any use of them for medical reasons.
° She knows how to read and write.

Weaknesses:
° She is physically weak against big people.
° She doesn't know how to use most weapons.
• She doesn't know any sort of self defense.
° She doesn't know how to do anything related to camping (depsite loving being outdoors).
° She can be pretty naive.

Weapons:
° Rebecca doesn't really have any weapons on her person, but she does carry around a hunting knife an old man gave het before he died.
° She has her first aid kit bag strapped to her belt, which has equipment used to make different medicine and other medical aids.
° Her backpack has some extra bandages hidden in one of the pockets as well as a few other supplies and an extra change of closthes.

Appearance Description:
Rebecca stands at a height of 5 feet and 6 inches and weighs 124 pounds. She is very skinny, has a pretty small chest in size, the color of her skin is very pale, and her short hair is brown. Her large eyes are brown with bits of green in the mix and her lips are tainted with a pink color. Her attire usually consists of pants or shorts, T-shirts or long sleeved shirts, tennis shoes, or boots, and fingerless gloves. She doesn't weat skirts or dresses often since a guy kept trying to look up her skirt and she hates hI ogh heels or stilettos.

The attire she is wearing during the beginning if the roleplay consists of a green, short sleeved shirt tucked into a pair of blue jean shorts, which end a little above the middle of her thighs, a leather brown belt with her large, dark green first aid pouch (it's on her left side),
white socks that are tucked into her hankle-high, brown hiking boots, a white jacket is tied around her waist, and a black choker around her neck. Rebecca doesn't really wear make up unless it's powder for her face, a tiny bit of eyeliner, and lip gloss/chapstick.

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(The choker is thicker and has notging attached and she doesn't have a ring on.)
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Re: [CS] No Hope Left

Post by illirica » Tue Dec 03, 2019 1:20 am

Full Name: Tyler Wells

Birthday: May 8, 1991

Age: 28

Race: Caucasian

Short Bio: Tyler grew up in the middle of nowhere, north-central Michigan. He managed to scrape together enough passing grades for a high school diploma and started working on the road crew as soon as he was out of school. Summers are spent wherever the company sends him - usually all over the midwest - and winter's off-time, for hunting or fishing, or just cracking a few beers in the ice house and dangling a line in the water.

Likes: Domestic beer, hunting, fishing, a good burger, the occasional fistfight

Dislikes: Weird foreign beer, kids, people who wanna talk like they're smart

Strengths: Pretty well in shape from his job, good with a shotgun

Weaknesses: Alcohol problem, dislikes authority

Weapons: A damn fine toolbox, a good hammer, and a hefty wrench.

Appearance Description:
Sandy brown hair, brown eyes, tanned skin from spending most of his time outside. Perpetually about three days' stubble, and a bit of a hitch in his left shoulder when the weather turns from an old workplace injury. He wears steel-toed work boots, cargo pants, and a grayish T-shirt with blackish oil blotches on it that was probably white once, though when that was is anyone's guess.

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Re: [CS] No Hope Left

Post by SamLake22 » Tue Dec 03, 2019 3:12 am

Full Name: Dallen Allio ( Doc. Al )

Birthday: August 10

Age: 50

Race: Caucasian

Short Bio: Former U.S. navy corpsman, Dallen has seen his fair share of nastiy infections and disease. But this one sure takes the cake. He had left the navy about 10 years ago now, and joined his home towns local clinic. He was about to go home for the day, when a young girl and her mother ran in. Apparently, her mother had been attacked by some guy. The guy bit her, and they wanted to make sure that she wouldn’t get sick. While Dallen was doing all he could to clean up the ladies bite, she just passed out. Upon trying to wake her up, she woke up and tried to bite him. But thanks to some fast reflexes, Dallen pushed the lady off of him, and managed to get her daughter out of the room while the doc shut the lady inside examination room #3. Then he saw the clinic slowly devolve into chaos. Seeing no better options he throw the young girl and himself into a storage closet, and waited for things to calm down. After 5 hours, things went quiet. Dallen called the authorities, but they simply took a message. Not seeing really any better options, they waited in that storage room.

Likes: classical music, red wine cigars, and apple pie.

Dislikes: loud music (even classical can get annoying being played too loudly.), cockroaches, and elevators.

Strengths: medical training and experience, reasonably muscular, and quick improviser.

Weaknesses: can make rather rash decisions, has little empathy for others, deaf in his right ear, and walks with a limp.

Weapons: His fist, a medical scalpel, an injection needle, and a metal rod he ripped of one of the medical machines.

Appearance Description: Doctor Allio is 6’4 and 200lbs. Even though he is an older fellow, he has still managed to keep a top physical muscular performance. As a result he is rather muscular. His beady eyes, that pear through his heavy black rimmed glasses are dark brown. While most of his hair has gone gray, some of it still is blond. But it's hard to tell at a distance. He is wearing a black vest over a white dress shirt. The dress shirt sleeves are rolled up, and his fist are wrapped in white tape. He also has black dress pants and shiny black dress shoes.

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Re: [CS] No Hope Left

Post by Golden_ » Tue Dec 03, 2019 4:13 am

Full Name:
Adira Brooks

Birthday:
April 2, 1993

Age:
26

Race:
Mixed - African American and some Western European

Short Bio:
Adira was adopted as a baby, and raised in a small Colorado town by her adoptive parents. She doesn't know much about her biological parents - only that they were young and unfit to become parents when she was born. Her childhood was pretty average; she fought with her three older siblings, enjoyed going on family road trips during the summer, and excelled in school.

Being the youngest of the group did mold her into the person she is today though. She and her siblings often competed with one another, trying to better the next in any way possible. One by one, each sibling headed out to college, eventually just leaving her and their parents alone, in their tiny hometown. She watched as her siblings graduated, got real life jobs, and started families of their own.

Finally it was her turn to move away and do great things. And she didn't fall short. She moved out of Colardo and to New York, where she completed her undergrad and got into law school. During this time, Adira learned how to be selfish and cutthroat, willing to do anything to beat out her peers and win cases. She was an intern in a NYC firm, just weeks away from graduating and being able to take the final exam to become a lawyer.

During a week off for her very limited summer vacation, Adira decided to travel home and spend some time with her family. This was the first time in many years that she had finally returned, so in a way, it was an introduction to all the littler family members. There were so many nieces and nephews to meet; something she was actually dreading. She doesn't like children all too much, at least the smaller ones who would cry and complain and make a mess.

Adira was taking Emerson (one of her nephews) out for ice cream when they were unable to get home afterwards. She's terrified that she is responsible for him and hope's to be reunited with her family soon.

Likes:
- Winning
- Being in control
- The indoors
- Successful people
- Sunny, hot weather
- Almost being a lawyer and what that stands for

Dislikes:
- Losing
- Being helpless
- People with no aspirations in life
- Zombies
- The idea of the world ending
- Unkempt people
- Children

Strengths:
- Physically fit and strong
- Great endurance
- Has a background as a boxer, able to fight
- Incredibly rational and a fast-thinker
- Willing to do whatever it takes

Weaknesses:
- Has no experience with weapons
- Has no experience outdoors
- Has very little medical experience (just the standard first aid course she took in high school)
- Willing to do whatever it takes - seems like a double-edged sword

Weapons:
Nothing of significance.

Appearance Description:
Much like her personality, Adira isn't one to shy or blend away within a crowd. For starters, she's taller than the average female, standing at 5'10, and that's without her precious heels. She practically lives in them, putting her height at well over 6 feet. Apart from that, Adira is athletically built, all thanks to her obsession with weight lifting and boxing. From her experience, her overall stature is intimidating to both women and men.

Adira has strikingly dark features that complement her dark caramel skin tone. Her curly hair is dark brown and unruly. She used to hate it, but as she's grown and matured, Adira has developed a love for her natural hair. Her eyes are a similar dark brown colour, just like her eyebrows. Freckles cover her nose and cheeks primarily, though they do stretch over her forehead and shoulders too.

Before the outbreak, Adira would most typically be seen in business attire. Sophisticated blouses, pencil skirts, suits, heels. She took good care of her appearance, always having her clothes ironed and pristine. Her fingernails were always manicured, eyebrows waxed, hair styled, the whole nine yards.

Since then, with very limited supplies and accessibility to a spa, Adira is doing her best. Her wardrobe isn't exactly ideal since she wasn't prepared to be thrown into an apocalypse. She currently wears a pair of stretchy skinny jeans, black lace-up hiking boots, a tank top, and a silky button-up.

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Full Name:
Emerson Brooks

Birthday:
October 23 2008

Age:
11

Race:
Caucasian

Short Bio:
Emerson was born and raised in a nearby town in the state of Colorado. He has a fairly large family, with two other siblings, three other aunts and uncles, almost all with children as well. He is close to his cousins, who all live nearby, making for rambunctious holidays and get-togethers.

Thus far, he's done well in school, though his interests lie in cars and motor vehicles. His dream job is a racecar driver.

Before everything happened, his aunt from New York came to stay at his house for the summer holidays. He'd never met her, and she seemed far too serious and prickly for them to get along. But she dragged him out for icecream, knowing he wouldn't be able to say no. Chaos ensued, and they weren't able to return home for some reason. He holds a clear resentment for Adira, blaming her for not being able to see his parents.

Likes:
- Cars (racecars specifically)
- Ice cream
- Winter
- Video games
- Teasing people
- Trying new things

Dislikes:
- Zombies
- Gore
- Violence
- Being alone
- Being trapped

Strengths:
- Nimble
- Fast for his age
- Quick learner
- Observant

Weaknesses:
- Not very strong
- Can't swim very well
- Not very knowledgeable in survival
- He's a child lol

Weapons:
None

Appearance Description:
Emerson is a cute kid, having not yet entered the joyous life stage of puberty. He's small for his age and thin, with little to no fat or muscle on his body. His skin is fair and burns quite easily in the summer time. Similarly, though he does have some freckles, they multiply after he's exposed to the sun for prolonged periods of time. His hair is a dusty brown colour, with a tint of copper. He doesn't like cutting it much (and will object to getting a haircut) so it's somewhat shaggy. His eyes are a hazel colour.
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Re: [CS] No Hope Left

Post by SamLake22 » Fri Dec 06, 2019 10:59 pm

Welp, it's been 4 days. I guess I'll start the discussion. we should talk about where we'd like to start. We could have our characters meet up at my characters clinic. But that might give me a story advantage on things. We could also be going about our zombie apocalypse lives in the story, and just run into each other. Or our host could make a set area we are all trying to get to, so we are forced together.

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Re: [CS] No Hope Left

Post by Miro-chan » Mon Dec 09, 2019 2:23 pm

Heyo! This thread is just for character sheets.

Here is the link to the OOC Thread:

https://rp-forums.net/viewtopic.php?p=339494#p339494

You can also find it on the Request Thread. ;)
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Re: [CS] No Hope Left

Post by Ash » Fri Dec 20, 2019 12:08 am

Full Name: Evie Cross

Birthday: December 3rd

Age:
20

Race:
Caucasian

Short Bio:
Being a happy person, Evie has always been able to look at the positive side of things. She was always a creative person, from art to music, she held a deep love for the arts, specifically the performing arts. Due to this passion, she went on to have various classes, earning her crazy flexibility, and swiftness. She also took different style dances, throughout the years, so now her natural movements are soundless and graceful.

She also came interested in self-defense and system, after her friend was followed home, but came out unharmed due to her defense skills. Her agility and performing arts skills help her gain knowledge quickly and efficiently. Able to solve problems with efficiency, she was always open to helping everyone, including her friends, which often got her in trouble. Evie was always up to learning new things, so the resume is not detailed but it is very much varied.

Evie was in her college Colorguard class when disaster struck. With her flag pole, she was able to defend herself until she got home, only to find her family missing. When the instructions came in, she packed a bag with clothes, pictures, and food and left towards the pickup point, hoping her family was headed there.

Likes:
Performing arts (contortion, silks, hip hop, ballet, jazz, Colorguard.)
Sport
Books
Outdoors
Independence
Solving problems

Dislikes:
Bugs
Lying
Coward people

Strengths:
Dance
Systema
Self-defense
Sneaking around
Physically and mentally strong
Quick learner

Weaknesses:
Can be very loud with her voice
Often cannot read the ambiance
Limited medical experience
Blunt

Weapons:
Kitchen knife-- she grabbed before leaving home
Flag 6ft metal pole-- from her Colorguard class

Appearance Description:
Evie is 5ft 3in. She has long, straight, red hair. She is lean but muscular. She always has a wide bright smile on her face. She had freckles below her eyes and cheeks. Her eyes are a light blue, which is outlined by black. She wears a pair of yoga pants and a long sleeve shirt with magazines taped to her forearms to protect herself from bites, and a pair of black combat boots on her feet.

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Re: [CS] No Hope Left

Post by GreasyOypus » Fri Dec 20, 2019 3:39 am

Full Name:
- Marko Mae Slobodanka
- Mark will do
- Mae was often used by family and close friends

Birthday:
May 25th

Age:
27 years

Race:
Caucasian, of European descent

Short Bio: I wanted to try and keep this short so...its rushed.

Let's begin a few days before Mark would become aware of the outbreak, up north in the state of Michigan. It was a normal day, just as it was for any other person that day. Mark worked as a cook for some local chain, hated it, but was working on new beginnings through school in hope's of achieving an actual chef's career. His home was a cozy townhouse in the central area of Michigan, which he shared with a girlfriend and her daughter; simply making the best of things. Not holding much of a 'moral compass', Marko dealt with frustrations and anger in some less than helpful methods, and seemed to rather spend any available free time prowling under the city lights for a distraction. Drugs, liquor, or verbally abusing some poor idiot often did the trick; a well rounded asshole who took care of his own.

He had moved to Michigan several years ago, but had been born in California, his only ties being his Aunt. Already at an older age, both parents he had left behind in California, had increasing medical issues, none that he was entirely aware of till he would receive a call, asking to come down and visit. Unwilling to leave or take her feverish daughter at the time anywhere, Marko would make the trip by plane alone (Yes, he took plane instead of driving). Considering he had fallen asleep, the flight only seemed to take a matter of minutes until he was awoken by distant, echoing screams. Waking up in that airport with the other passengers was when he would first become aware of the situation. Supposedly no one had even given the plane permission to land, no response at all...

Looking out the window to an empty landing zone, Marko caught a glimpse of a feast: What looked like a flight attendant and some random teenager, gorging on the corpse of another person. Including the others that had been on the plane, they only managed to hold up inside for a few hours before the pilots deployed the emergency exits so they could get a look around. From there, everything went down hill. As passengers loaded themselves and their belongs down the inflated slide, the noise brought out the answers, the 'zombies'. Ever since his flight landed in the state, it's been avoiding the dead, finding the living...and sometimes avoiding them as well.

Likes:
- coffee
- night time
- cooking
- driving
- cats
- people with a sense of humour

Dislikes:
- dishonesty
- has a low tolerance for lack of common sense
- most gernalized rules and expectations: good thing he made through the end of society
- hot weather
- invasion of space and most general contact

Strengths:
- endurance in physically/ high pressure situations, but he is no super beast of course. He simply won't give up or tire that easily. Plus he can run.
- has mastered the art of fire starting and other, simple camper 'needtoknows'.
- good guy, just not in an ethical sense.
- can speak two languages thanks to his upbringing

Weaknesses:
- near sighted and currently with broken lenses
- pineapple allergy
- abrasive when angered
- though able to hold his own in a sense...he scares easy.
- impatient


Weapons:
- like everyone else, he's grabbed what he can, but doesn't like to weigh himself down. After loosing his father's gun, Marko has had to make do with anything, currently holding...

- a four foot table leg, similar to the sloping figure of a baseball bat for bashing. A few nails stuck in one end add an extra 'oomph'

- a five inch hunting blade that appears to be made for hunting. Made from a blackened steel with a weighted, black handle. It goes with a simple plastic/glass sheath

- a honing knife, made from eight steel with a four inch handle (a long cylinder used to sharpen blades, looks like an ice pick)


Appearance Description: He's tanned and developed many freckles in the summer weather, but is typically pale skinned with dark - brown hair and grey - blue eyes. Mark is a lightweight man that never held much on his bones aside from a few muscles, but at least holds a reasonable height of 5' 11''. His hair is medium length, hanging just past his eyes and tends to flop in either direction, while an unattractive, scraggly beard has begun to grow in. Various burns and scars can be seen mostly along the hands, his left cheek and arms; generally all from his years cooking with other idiots like himself. Clothes he currently wears include black sweatpants with a few holes and a pair of black, non-slip boots and a red t - shirt with the words ' b l a c k s a b b a t h' printed in yellow letters just above a list of cities and states. Any other clothing, bedding or water he may have is within a sports Modeled duffle bag.

Appearance Photo:
I am working on some drawings, so for now I'll include my scribbles and random face I pulled from the browser.
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Re: [CS] No Hope Left

Post by DJ Muffins » Sat Jan 11, 2020 4:38 am

Full Name:Kote Friser

Birthday: Sep. 17

Age: 27

Race: Caucasian

Short Bio:
Kote grew up moving alot, as his father was in the military and because of that he never really had any close friends and that never bothered him. He loved traveling with his family, and enjoyed an easy life once they settled down in a small town in
Arizona for several years. He never had any trouble in school, but also never tried and coasted by as an average B- kind of student. After dropping out of college his first year, he quit his job working in restaurants and enlisted in the US Marines at 20, and served 5 years honorably. Finding the military life didn't really suit him, he got out after one enlistment and went to work for a construction firm as hired help. He spent a good year working and earning a decent wage before taking a promotion in Colorado. He had just gotten settled into his new role when the virus hit, and his employees slowly stopped showing up to work...

Likes:
Oranges, and most fruit
Singing, playing the piano
Working out
Drawing
Playing chess
Warm climates
Camping
Dislikes:
The cold
Strangers
Waking up early
Zombies
Large groups

Strengths:
He had kept himself in good shape.
He's a decent shot, and has taken self defense courses years ago
Camped and hiked alot with his family growing up
Stays calm in most situations

Weaknesses:
He dislocated his shoulder pretty bad years ago, and his left arm is weaker and prone to injury.
acts impulsively when others are in danger.
Not much medical knowledge.
Very shy, and horrible people skills.

Weapons:
Kote has a 9mm handgun he had purchased for target shooting as a hobby, but no ammo at the moment.
A crowbar from work


Appearance Description:
He usually wears brown steel toe boots, blue jeans, a grey t shirt and a blue striped Adidas hoodie. 5' 11" pale skin with short, messy red hair and hazel eyes.

Appearance Photo:
(I'll add one tomorrow if I need to, on my phone right now...)

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