Now, for your valiant leader (brought to you from Loke, by the way, along with a few more survivors made up by me or some others from the Community roleplay.)
Name: Nicholas Wayne Garret
Nick: Nick
Age: 34
Occupation: Pastor at a Church, Author, Brain Surgeon
Appearance:
Description...
Name: Cynthia Andrews
Age: 12
Occupation: N/A
Appearance: Skinny and tall, with a few freckles popping up on her pale face. Cynthia has long legs that are also pale, due to staying inside of buildings most of the time. Her brown silvery hair is tied up neatly in a ponytail. You could say...
Hey, put all of your characters on this page, as you can probably guess.
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History: (includes the two years into the apocalypse we currently have been in)
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Equipment: (nothing super badass, I will tell you if it's too much.)
And...
We got comfortable.
Okay?
We got comfortable.
We lost a few of our group.
But we got comfortable.
Six months into the apocalypse, me and my daughter found a place called Crawford. We stayed there, with a few others for a while.
Nothing lasts forever.
Under the cruel rule of the...
@Bea Delaine
"Arthur's dead? You mean, he's just dead? Fuck, and VECTOR's gone nuts!?" Advocte stood up, and looked at Irene. "What kind of fucking mess did I get myself into? I'm probably dead next. I won't survive out there in that cold. I'll just be gone. Just like mom, dad, Katharine...
Advocate looked up to see Irene having walked in. "Heh. Yeah. I guess. Wow. I can't believe I nearly froze to death just for a couple bucks. Fuck." He stood up from his seat, and looked at Irene. "Hey, uh, did you find the others? Arthur, Jack, VECTOR?"