The Last of Us : Another Hope

[FungKu]

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• Rules
• Character Sheet

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  Ever since the fireflies lost their only hope of cure. They've started to look everywhere for a new cure. The infected have been staying in this world for far too long. It has been already 20 years since the outbreak of the Cordyceps virus.
  
  
  After a couple of weeks, The firefly base was attacked by an unknown group of raiders and looters. They were forced to scatter. Some go by groups, Others go alone. Nobody knows the others situation. But one thing that they all know is, It is hard to survive alone.
  
  
  Will you survive in the world full of fear and death ?
  
  
  " It's called luck, And it will run out "
  
  
  -Joel
  
  
  
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  No mary/gary sue
  
  
  No meta-gaming
  
  
  No godmodding
  
  
  strictly NO "magic"
  
  
  Being immune can be talked about via convo
  
  
  Weapons and ammos are limited.
  
  
  Write, BLOATERS if you've read the rules
  
  
  
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  Name :
  
  
  Age :
  
  
  Faction : (If in one)
  
  
  Appearance :
  
  
  Short History :
  
  
  I'll post mine later on. After i find a suitable picture.
  
  
  

 

[Sol]

Name: Jonathan Rosales BLOATER


Age: 24


Faction: N/A


Appearance:

(give or take this as basis)


Short History:


Jon couldn't really remember much of his life before the outbreak, only that he was transferred from family to family ever since his parents were separated from him. He hasn't found them yet and makes that his sideline as he goes do odd jobs for people around Boston, looking for leads on his parents as he goes about his work. He usually keeps to himself most times and has trouble trusting people, everything he has seen so far has given him a somewhat pessimistic outlook on life. Nothing much else is known about him, other than he is a survivor going about his life like everyone else except with a reason to take on jobs that bring him outside the walls of Boston.

 

[FungKu]

Name : Vincent Todd


Age : 42


Faction : Former Firefly member


Appearance :

History : Before the outbreak happened. Vincent was just your average guy. He worked as a Lumberman somewhere in Chicago. Together with his loving wife, Sarah and their daughter, Mina. They were a happy family until the outbreak occur. He tried to get both him and his family out of Boston and into some safe military zone. But he lost both his daughter and wife in a tragic car accident. Now, Vincent lives as harsh life of military abuse and rebels. Although the rebel group called. The Firefly, gave hope to the others by helping find a cure. But it didn't take long for him there, He noticed that others are there just for protection. And others are there for safety and sustenance. Vincent left the faction. And he started moving around by himself.

 

[Deathkitten]

Name: Katherine Juniper Levi

Age: 17

Faction: N/A at least yet.

Appearance:

Short History:

This tough little girl has never really taken no for an answer. Her mom was horrified about the outbreak, as was her father, but clearly not enough to not have sex. She was born nine months later, after their poor decision, into this chaos. Her father got the fungus thing, and got killed fairly quickly, but by that time, Kat, as her nickname was, pretty much accepted death as a part of life. If she was born in a different time, people would have called her a genius. She is great with any tech, including vehicles, and can usually get it working in no time. Her mother taught her how to fight with swords, and she hates to have to use a gun. Kat always carries her katana with her now, a sharpening stone, along with a dagger. She learns extremely fast, and can easily adapt. Her mother isn't alive anymore either, but she succumbed to a stray bullet, instead of the fungus. Now Kat doesn't really know where to go, but has a good head on her shoulders, and stays alive.



BLOATERS

 

[Tesukun]

Name: Evan Cannon Smith


Age: 30


Faction: Former Army Soldier


Appearance:


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Short History:


Evan was born in Boston, several years ago. Ever since he was a young boy, he always wanted to protect the weak, no matter what happens. By the time he turned ten, the outbreak occurred. The disease killed his father and mother leaving only him and his little sister alive. Ever since then, he vowed to protect his little sister. He joined the military once he became old enough and was stationed at the Boston QZ to protect the zone. It was his dream job to protect. However, everything went straight to hell for him once his sister was accused for assisting the Fireflies. Although he tried to protect his sister, she was gunned down in front of him. He quit the military and left the Boston QZ not long after. Now he wanders around the country by himself in search for a place untouched by the outbreak.

 

[FungKu]

Tesukun Accepted, Post anytime.

 

[Bard]

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Name: Anselm Fischer


Age: 27


Faction: Bandit


Weapon(s):


Remington hunting shotgun w/ side bandolier, strap, flashlight attachment


Short bladed Kukri knife w/ hip belt sheath


History: Anselm is a rural German foreign exchange student that had come to Boston before the outbreak to study in one of the many colleges that the once-proud city boasted. However, he was not college material, and had dropped out a few years before due to severely crippled grades. Having grown up with the basics of survival instinct from country life, it was no small wonder that he adapted quickly when the Infection quickly got out of control. Now he makes his living off the suffering of those who are trapped or travel outside the Quarantine Zone, holding people at gunpoint for their belongings if he's not scavenging one of Boston's many fallen relics of a bygone time. Although the lifestyle he leads is dangerous from start to finish, he etches out his meager existence, alive and well, coming inside the QZ to trade in his ill-gotten gains every now and again, and heading right back outside with his pockets lined, but with more ammo than just ration cards, and generally with orders from Stan or one of many other fat cats that need something done that most sane men would laugh and walk away from.


He has no illusions of a grander life. He has no hope for the future. Much of his humanity is dead and gone, looking out only for numero uno. And if that involves killing another man and his family just to get by, he'll off them just like any Infected.


Anselm might as well be Infected - This epidemic has stolen a college-bound and turned him into what is expected in anarchy. War never changes. Only do the enemies and the battlefield.

 

[FungKu]

Accepted crunch, post anytime.

 

[Goddess]

Name : Chris Forin


Age : 28


Faction :N/A


Appearance :

Short History : Her family was a small one, she had an older brother , a father. She used to have a mother but not anymore. She died after the outbreak happened which led her father to do all the work. Is what you would think. She had to pitch in to, her brother all of them living for one another. They had made 10 rules, much like the ten commandments to abide by. This was serious and if one was broken then they had to be taken care of. They couldn't allow failure or a slip up in their new life. Sadly her brother broke a rule. She was ordered to put him down, like you do with mutts. He told others about their location , and what hey did. He knew his fate but wasn't ready for the execution , especially not from his little sister. Sad and hurt she killed her brother right then and their, his blood splattering against the wall. Her father came over and put his firm hands on her shoulder . That day she changed. She couldn't handle such a scene without crying , but she had to. Her heart became cold that day, all that mattered was to live. It was a few years later her father slipped up. He showed a girl their hide out. The home was compromised and the woman had to go. Her father pleading for her life, she could hear the steps of men approaching. She gave her father a pitted glared. You shouldn't have told them dad, you made the rules yourself and you broke them. I must survive. Killing him with a few minutes to spare, her father lied dead while she began the run. The escape from there. Now she was on her own. She made new rules and mixed it with the old. She was now in the game of cat and mouse. She knew they were out there, they would be looking for her. That kept her on her feet and paranoid, she would not make the same mistake her family did.


BLOATERS

 

[FungKu]

GoddessOfGod accepted, Post anytime.

 

[ninbinz]

Name : Allan Talmanes


Age : 25


Faction : Research and Developement Group.


Appearance :

Short History :


Before the infection he was a student at the University of Washington Medical School (WU), he was working as an aide when the first infected patients had arrived at the medical research center of WU, the nearby hospitals were at full capacity and the university had no choice but to put their students and tutors in the deep end. No one had a clue as to what was happening except that every patient was growing more and aggressive, some had to be restrained and others locked in vacant rooms where they couldn't hurt anyone.


Among the students and staff on duty at the time, Allan was the first to see the after effects of the unknown virus, had it not been for the unfortunate soul who had fallen victim to the almost animalistic patient, Allan would be dead or worse. Infected. Allan's first instinct was to run but he was a ardent fan of zombie movies, after making it to a quiet supply room Allan had enough time to calmly think through his options; option 1; Run for your life and don't look back, option 2; prepare and ensure your survival later on.


Allan stole away into a supply closet and loaded a trolly with as much medical equipment he could carry and proceeded to steal an ambulance, by that time the medical center was painted crimson with the blood of patients, students and doctors alike. No one was spared, no one but Allan at least. He couldn't believe that he was on the cusp of a zombie apocalypse but he was prepared both mentally and physically. He was not the strongest of people or the fastest but he was smart enough to know when to run and when to hide.


Allan's next step was to make it to the countryside, the supermarkets and department stores would be overrun with scavengers and whatever those creatures were within the next week, his best bet was to make it to a farm and then to a hunting lodge or even a country club. Gas stations would be an invaluable resource and so would the fuel they provide.


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Several months later Allan made contact with a group of medical researchers located in one of the few remaining private research facilities that lay between Chicago and Boston, they were called The Research and Development Group. Despite his grand survival plan Allan had no choice but to swallow his pride. He needed them and unbeknownst to him they needed him since he had one of the few working vehicles left, the fact that he had a working defibrillator and several months worth of Medical supplies was more than enough to earn him sanctuary within the group.


He hasn't had the chance to examine a BLOATER yet

 

[FungKu]

ninbinz ninny ~ it was impossible to see a clicker before the outbreak. Clickers appear years later after the outbreak, the Cordyceps begin to take over the human's brain and start growing out of the host's head. That's when they become Clickers. Just saiyan though, You're still accepted. But you might wanna change the History about seeing a clicker before the out break. ^^

 

[ninbinz]

Edited

 

[FungKu]

Vincent and Krista.

 

[Sol]

DAT picture