(CS) End Of Times

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(CS) End Of Times

Post by Atreus » Sat Mar 17, 2018 6:22 pm

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Post by CrashJr » Tue Mar 20, 2018 5:55 pm

Name: Ami “Ronin” Okada

Age: 30

Gender: Female

Bio: Ami was born in Japan, but moved to the states with her father shortly after due to his ties with the Yakuza or as she would later learn, his severing ties with them. She had a rough childhood having hardly anything to call her own and her father taking odd jobs just to make it by the two, but even though her father she couldn’t take that life and left at 16 joining up with a heavyset biker that only went by Loco. A year after joining the biker gang that Loco ran she became pregnant with Loco’s kid, but she was forced to give up her daughter when the police arrested Loco after he had stab a rival biker to death. This turned Ami cold, and after fighting her way to lead the gang she adopted the name Ronin. She took to leading the gang well and would have their numbers, and violent attacks, rise under her leadership. She was put in prison at the age of 23 for sleeping with a woman she believed to be 21, but was only 15. While in prison she became part of a group of Asian women known as the Sisterhood of the Lotus and would work for them as an enforcer, killing 7 women for her leaders. She had been serving her time when the virus hit and did it hit hard in the prison, she and a few other inmates just managed to escape with her leaving in attempts to find the daughter she never knew.

Personality: Ami is a cold woman, prone to violence without a second thought. She’ll come off as just silent, but she is always thinking and searching for different things to use as a weapon in case something happened. It also may take a lot, but once someone has earned her respect she’ll open up a little to that one person.

Equipment: Aside from the visible bowie knife that is in her boot she has a hidden Smith & Wesson M&P M2.0 Full Size Pistol with four extra clips. Along with these two weapons she has about 10 bottles of water and about 6 packs of menthol cigarettes.

Extra: On her right hip she has a crudely drawn Blue Lotus flower with 7 red dots on the petals (The Blue Lotus is to show she was enforcer while the red dots are for the those that she offed for her leader). She also has several scars on her body from being shot and stabbed several times.

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Sorry it took so long to post had things come up.

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Post by Atreus » Tue Mar 20, 2018 7:59 pm

accepted it's kool
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Post by Bats » Wed Mar 21, 2018 8:38 am

[Name: Santana Raul Hidalgo

Age: 28

Gender: male

Personality: Although he has reformed, so to speak, the sins of the past still haunt him greatly, though he doesn't often show it, instead hiding his pain behind a veneer of sarcasm. Despite this regret, few things actually trouble him, and he'll often crack jokes at the worst of times. He is very loyal to his friends, but can also be very ruthless toward his enemies.

Weapons: A military-issue M16A4 service rifle, well maintained, a broad serrated machete, and a pocket knife.

Skills: Besides being tough as nails and extremely effective with his weapons of choice, is also quite knowledgeable about proper weapon maintenance and is a skilled mechanic.

Bio: As the son of Mexican immigrants, Santana grew up in Phoenix. Although his parents did their best to provide for him and instill good values in him, he fell in with local gangs. Luckily, he was never charged with anything, and when he turned 18, he enlisted in the marine corps as an auto mechanic, where he excelled, both in his MOS and as a rifleman. He was well into his service when the nation was declared to be in a state of emergency and he was brought back stateside to help fight the virus. They drastically underestimated the threat, and soon the entire infrastructure fell apart. Things fell to anarchy, and as one of the most heavily armed groups around, he and his brothers became something akin to warlords. They started out with good intentions, naturally, but soon took to killing indiscriminately and taking whatever they wanted. Life as a raider went well for awhile, until the stalkers began to appear. Times got hard, and a lot of their own died. Those that were left fractured and turned against one another. Santana found himself riddled with enough bullets to kill a rhinoceros, but he survived and eventually got his revenge. However, it only left him feeling more empty than ever. Everyone he had once called friends were dead, some by his hand, and the reality of his actions since the outbreak came crashing down on him. In a search to find meaning, he heard about a settlement that was fighting back against the stalkers. He knew it was his chance to find redemption, even if it would cost him his life.

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Post by Atreus » Wed Mar 21, 2018 1:26 pm

Accepted
"The Allfather's favor is a fickle thing. Impress Him with your audacity, and He will see you through to victory. But let audacity grow into overconfidence, and He will deliver you into your enemies." - Stigandr

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Post by Balthazer0 » Tue Apr 03, 2018 9:32 am

Name
Sprite

Age
9

Gender
Male

Personality
Wily
Inquisitive
Cautious
Innocent
Survivor

Weapon
Knife
Scavenged Weapons
Dogs / Animals

Skills
Scavenger
Close Affiliation with Animals
Strong Survival Instincts
Stealth

Bio
St. Mary James Orphanage was the home of thirty or so unfortunate children, abandoned by the very people who were meant to love them. One of these unlucky souls is a young boy. Left as a baby in the steps of the orphanage, Joseph, as the nuns later named him, was given shelter from the bitter cold winds of winter.

The nuns found Joseph in a sorry state, wrapped in swarthy rags that barely kept the chill at bay. His face and chest were covered with bruises and wounds. All these healed, eventually, except for a cut that ran from his left eye to his lower cheek. This scar... This was the reason why nine years later, he remained in the orphanage. Nobody wanted a disfigured baby, and he knew that.

The life at St. Mary James was rough. The food barely staved off the hunger and the mattresses were barely three threads thick. Joseph watched as the others eventually found warm homes and loving families. Children come and go yet Joseph remained. The nuns were strict, and their sticks, heavier. They viewed the children as duties not people.

It wasn't all that bad for Joseph, though. As the longest resident of the orphanage, he found ways inside the kitchens for food. When he was caught and the kitchens boarded up, he crept out of the fences and scavenged food from the nearby farms. On one of these night time expeditions, he unexpectedly made a friend.

As Joseph was foraging for crops from a remote farm he had visited for the first time, a large ferocious dog suddenly bound up to him and began attacking him. Joseph was able to deflect the attack and the two stood, looking eye to eye.

A spark flickered in Joseph's eyes unbeknownst to him, and suddenly the dog subdued and followed him. He always had a knack of making animals like him, but not as fast as this.

He returned to the orphanage promising to return to the dog. And so he did. Every night, under the light of the moon, he went back to his only friend. It was only a matter of time before Joseph picked up other strays who followed him unquestioningly.

Then the news broke. Guns were shot, and the attacks and deaths began.

The orphanage was boarded up and the nuns retreated to their prayers. The other children cried. Joseph's instincts told him to run.

Before the ungodly beings reached the outskirts of the town to where the orphanage stood, Joseph escaped. He collected his strays and he has been on the run since.

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Slight Frame
Dirty Brown Hair
Dark Gray Eyes
Scar on the Left Cheek
Always with a group of dogs and other animals

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Post by Balthazer0 » Tue Apr 03, 2018 9:35 am

Sorry for joining without preamble. Can I still join and when will this start?

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Re: (CS) End Of Times

Post by Atreus » Tue Apr 03, 2018 3:19 pm

yeah your good
i'm going to post my character then we should be good to start depending on if this still gets interest
"The Allfather's favor is a fickle thing. Impress Him with your audacity, and He will see you through to victory. But let audacity grow into overconfidence, and He will deliver you into your enemies." - Stigandr

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Re: (CS) End Of Times

Post by Atreus » Tue Apr 03, 2018 9:14 pm

Name: Raven Fallhorn Aka The Huntress

Age: 25

Gender: Female

Personality: Raven will very rarely show any emotion unless it is towards people close to her. even though she cares about others she is often seen to most as a hero but to others a ruthless killer. when raven is on the hunt she will rarely speak and shows no mercy to anything she comes across. showing no fear Raven will often take on anything even if it would be considered to be suicide. because of this people who know of her and her reputation will normally either ask her for help if needed or will fear her and what she can do.

Weapons:
- a large sword that lets out a slight hum and vibrates when being used, it is unknown to how the blade it'self is made but it has the capability to cut through some metals. even though the sword is pretty big it is actually lighter than it would seem.

Beretta 9mm pistol strapped to her hip

hidden retractable blade on her right wrist

Skills: free running, tracking, stealth, hand to hand combat, ranged combat (guns, bows, etc), sharpshooter, hacking

Bio: Raven doesn't remember much before the facility. she woke up naked in a pod full of blue liquid that made her drowsy. wires and other equipment where attached to her including an oxygen mask. after seeing this she pulled the equipment off her moving to the glass. instead of giving into her drowsiness she forced herself to knock on the glass. the room where the tank was dark, not much could be seen except a flickering light in the distance. she continued to knock on the glass with her fist loosing oxygen since she took the equipment off her. each time her fist hit the glass it would groan until she punched the glass harder in an attempt to escape, in the instant her fist made contact the glass shattered. the blue liquid flowed out of the tank onto the floor taking raven with it. after falling out of the tank the lights lit up in the room. the room was white with various machines littered the walls, and some in the middle of the room with a large table in the middle of the room. off the side of the room was a half open door with a flickering light leading into the hallway. Raven took a minute to catch her breath before carefully moving away from the shattered glass on the ground before looking around at her surroundings. there were 3 machines she could see that were connected to the tank. one of the machines looked like a terminal. after looking around the room for maybe 10 minutes she found a old lab coat to cover herself up before having a look at the terminal.
the terminal seemed to be operational so she had a look at some of the files. most of the files were corrupted but the information she got startled her. the entries available were written by a man named Hyronis fallhorn. the named sounded familiar looking back at the tank she noticed a name engraved on the metal top of the tank "Raven Fallhorn". shaking her head Raven started for the door before slipping on the blue liquid that was splattered over the floor. noticing a small button, Raven hit the button to hear something move in the room when she get to her feet she noticed a large metal door open behind the tank. moving towards the door the room lit up with a blue light exposing a large sword. grabbing the sword she brought it out of the room into where the tank was inspecting it. it was surprisingly light for being such a Large sized blade. hearing scratching from the hallway raven held the sword ready her heart pounding. what emerged from the hallway was a lone stalker. Raven watched the stalker as it entered the room and slowly crept towards her. holding the blade ready the stalker leaped at raven only to have raven dodge and smash the sword onto its back. turning quickly the stalker swiped it's claws at raven only to be blocked by the large blade. it was this moment where Raven was surprisingly calm staying focused on the task at hand. at this moment the blade began to vibrate to the point there was a small hum coming from the blade. when the stalker leaped at Raven she swiftly brought the blade up from behind her slicing the stalker in two with a massive amount of force. . it's body fell limp as the blade stopped vibrating. this was the first time Raven killed a stalker. over the rest of her life Raven has been training herself to fight, track, and basic survival needs. her story begins when she comes out of isolation. over the next few months she earned the title of the huntress due to her hunting and killing stalkers, some call her a hero but others a monster, either way she doesn't even know what she is.

Appearance: i will draw her later but for now description
- 5'8 tall with scars over her back and left arm,
- Black hair with crimson eyes
- wears a black cloak hiding her face most of the time but the sword exposed on her back.
- well toned body from physical training
- under the cloak she wears a black tank top with green combat pants
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"The Allfather's favor is a fickle thing. Impress Him with your audacity, and He will see you through to victory. But let audacity grow into overconfidence, and He will deliver you into your enemies." - Stigandr

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Re: (CS) End Of Times

Post by Balthazer0 » Wed Apr 04, 2018 8:46 am

hyronis wrote:
Tue Apr 03, 2018 3:19 pm
yeah your good
i'm going to post my character then we should be good to start depending on if this still gets interest
How many players are you aiming for before starting? :)

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