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dayman
Have a look at the rules before applying. It's not first come, first serve. I will be choosing the characters who I think fit the roleplay the best. Feel free to use BBcode. The deadline is July 22nd.
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Character Sheet
Basics
Name:
Nickname:
Age:
Gender:
Sexuality:
Appearance
Description:
Height:
Weight:
Other:
Personality
Vices5+ negative personality traits EXPLAINED)
Virtues
Likes
Dislikes
Backstory
History: (3+ paragraphs)
Family:
How they got to Farley's:
Other
Skills: (3+)
Favourite Song:
Favourite Food:
Favourite Colour:
Preferred Work: (Manual, Kitchen, Animals)
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cadence
in a quiet garden
Violet 'Vi' Wine
<p><a href="<fileStore.core_Attachment>/monthly_2016_07/57a8cb921ccf9_images(66).jpg.da4a6a87e74241708927108f8b94647c.jpg" class="ipsAttachLink ipsAttachLink_image"><img data-fileid="141525" src="<fileStore.core_Attachment>/monthly_2016_07/57a8cb921ccf9_images(66).jpg.da4a6a87e74241708927108f8b94647c.jpg" class="ipsImage ipsImage_thumbnailed" alt=""></a></p>BasicHello. My name is Violet Wine. I know, my parents were funny people. I prefer being called Violet, but a lot of my friends back home, along with my family, would call me Vi. No, it does not rhyme with the Spanish word for yes. It rhymes with pie, my favorite dessert! I am the oldest child out of two children, in my family at seventeen years old. I was born female and will always remain female, even though I know a few trans people. I support it, though. You can be whoever you want to be. Though my parents were homophobic, I am bisexual and find myself leaning towards girls like myself.
PersonalityThough I like to think of myself as a good person, I do have some bad traits about myself. I kind of have anger issues. For no reason whatsoever, I'll be mad at my younger brother and cuss out at him just because I'm angry. I tend to overreact, I suppose. I throw things and scream and punch. I tend to be too trusting. With all of these dead people walking around, I can't help but latch on to the strangers who aren't infected I meet. Whether they be male, female, young or old, I just can't leave them alone. I trust them with everything I have and that will probably get Sammy and I hurt one day. My parents used to tell me I'm stubborn and I know it's true. When I want something, I am guaranteed to have it the way I want. I won't back down for nothing. I guess I'm kind of lazy. I'll do the basics for Sammy and I, of course, but I don't like doing any more than I have to. This is a problem when others need my help, of course. Lastly, I'm blunt. I'm not afraid to tell you whatever I think about you and I will more than likely say it as bluntly as possible, whether it offends you or not.
God... You probably think I'm an awful person. No worries, though! There are some good things about me. I even have some examples. According to a lot of people I know, I'm brave. I will throw my life in the face of danger if it means I get to protect the people I care for. I like to think I'm humorous. Sure, most of my jokes may be dirty-minded or sarcastic, but I believe it's a good thing to be funny. Especially in a time as dark as ours right now. Even though I may be stubborn and blunt, I am responsible. I know, I know. I did say I was lazy, but when I know I have something important to do, I put it before all things. If I had to chose one trait about me that i just adored most of all, it would be that I am artistic. It's not that I'm good at art itself, but I'm creative. I can think of strategy plans better than a lot of people can and more. Most of all, though, I'm loyal.
I like a lot of things, and I know it will be hard to limit it to just a few things, but I suppose I'll try. I love drawing and reading more than anything. It just provides such a great escape from this harsh reality and I can do it almost whenever I wish. Though we can't do it anymore, I did really enjoy hanging out with my friends at the mall and the movies. We'd go to the mall every week, my friends and I, then go out for lunch and a movie after. I miss them so much. When my kid brother and I aren't fighting and yelling at each other, I do actually enjoy spending time with Sammy. Though I'd never tell him, he is actually the cutest little thing. I love sweets as well, of course!
Now this shouldn't be hard at all! I dislike many things, but there are these few that make my blood boil. Creepy crawlies! I hate them all. Snakes. Bugs. Spiders. I don't care what it is, I hate them. I dislike rude people, even though I probably am one myself. I hate authority figures. I hate politics. Most of all, though, I hate being without my family.
Backstory
I was the only child for a long time and my parents loved and spoiled me to death. I attended elementary school like a normal kid and was popular among the students. My parents loved me and I loved them. I got good grades in school. I wasn't bullied. I got whatever I wanted because my parents had a lot of money. This all changed the year of 2010, when my baby brother Samuel was born. It was a surprise to everyone, as my parents had been trying for another kid but just couldn't. We were happy for him, even though I had doubts about another baby in the house. It wasn't hard to fit him in, until he went to his first ever doctor's appointment and it was revealed that he had Leukemia.
I was devastated, even though I didn't know him for long. My grades slipped and it seemed my parents were always yelling and crying, screaming and blaming each other. My life seemed to be spent constantly in the chemotherapy lab and the hospital. His cancer seemed to get better throughout the years, though. We were happy again.
That was until this happened. The Rapture or whatever people were calling it. My parents were killed, eaten alive by one of those crazy... dead things. My brother and I almost died ourselves. We try every day now, anything to stay alive.
The only family I have left now is my brother Samuel Wine. We heard about Farley's and traveled by foot the day we heard of it. I just hope this place offers sanctuary for us.
Other
My favorite song is Vance Joy's Fire and the Flood. My favorite food is pie! My favorite color is violet. Duh. I honestly prefer working in the kitchen than outside...
<p><a href="<fileStore.core_Attachment>/monthly_2016_07/57a8cb921ccf9_images(66).jpg.da4a6a87e74241708927108f8b94647c.jpg" class="ipsAttachLink ipsAttachLink_image"><img data-fileid="141525" src="<fileStore.core_Attachment>/monthly_2016_07/57a8cb921ccf9_images(66).jpg.da4a6a87e74241708927108f8b94647c.jpg" class="ipsImage ipsImage_thumbnailed" alt=""></a></p>BasicHello. My name is Violet Wine. I know, my parents were funny people. I prefer being called Violet, but a lot of my friends back home, along with my family, would call me Vi. No, it does not rhyme with the Spanish word for yes. It rhymes with pie, my favorite dessert! I am the oldest child out of two children, in my family at seventeen years old. I was born female and will always remain female, even though I know a few trans people. I support it, though. You can be whoever you want to be. Though my parents were homophobic, I am bisexual and find myself leaning towards girls like myself.
PersonalityThough I like to think of myself as a good person, I do have some bad traits about myself. I kind of have anger issues. For no reason whatsoever, I'll be mad at my younger brother and cuss out at him just because I'm angry. I tend to overreact, I suppose. I throw things and scream and punch. I tend to be too trusting. With all of these dead people walking around, I can't help but latch on to the strangers who aren't infected I meet. Whether they be male, female, young or old, I just can't leave them alone. I trust them with everything I have and that will probably get Sammy and I hurt one day. My parents used to tell me I'm stubborn and I know it's true. When I want something, I am guaranteed to have it the way I want. I won't back down for nothing. I guess I'm kind of lazy. I'll do the basics for Sammy and I, of course, but I don't like doing any more than I have to. This is a problem when others need my help, of course. Lastly, I'm blunt. I'm not afraid to tell you whatever I think about you and I will more than likely say it as bluntly as possible, whether it offends you or not.
God... You probably think I'm an awful person. No worries, though! There are some good things about me. I even have some examples. According to a lot of people I know, I'm brave. I will throw my life in the face of danger if it means I get to protect the people I care for. I like to think I'm humorous. Sure, most of my jokes may be dirty-minded or sarcastic, but I believe it's a good thing to be funny. Especially in a time as dark as ours right now. Even though I may be stubborn and blunt, I am responsible. I know, I know. I did say I was lazy, but when I know I have something important to do, I put it before all things. If I had to chose one trait about me that i just adored most of all, it would be that I am artistic. It's not that I'm good at art itself, but I'm creative. I can think of strategy plans better than a lot of people can and more. Most of all, though, I'm loyal.
I like a lot of things, and I know it will be hard to limit it to just a few things, but I suppose I'll try. I love drawing and reading more than anything. It just provides such a great escape from this harsh reality and I can do it almost whenever I wish. Though we can't do it anymore, I did really enjoy hanging out with my friends at the mall and the movies. We'd go to the mall every week, my friends and I, then go out for lunch and a movie after. I miss them so much. When my kid brother and I aren't fighting and yelling at each other, I do actually enjoy spending time with Sammy. Though I'd never tell him, he is actually the cutest little thing. I love sweets as well, of course!
Now this shouldn't be hard at all! I dislike many things, but there are these few that make my blood boil. Creepy crawlies! I hate them all. Snakes. Bugs. Spiders. I don't care what it is, I hate them. I dislike rude people, even though I probably am one myself. I hate authority figures. I hate politics. Most of all, though, I hate being without my family.
Backstory
I was the only child for a long time and my parents loved and spoiled me to death. I attended elementary school like a normal kid and was popular among the students. My parents loved me and I loved them. I got good grades in school. I wasn't bullied. I got whatever I wanted because my parents had a lot of money. This all changed the year of 2010, when my baby brother Samuel was born. It was a surprise to everyone, as my parents had been trying for another kid but just couldn't. We were happy for him, even though I had doubts about another baby in the house. It wasn't hard to fit him in, until he went to his first ever doctor's appointment and it was revealed that he had Leukemia.
I was devastated, even though I didn't know him for long. My grades slipped and it seemed my parents were always yelling and crying, screaming and blaming each other. My life seemed to be spent constantly in the chemotherapy lab and the hospital. His cancer seemed to get better throughout the years, though. We were happy again.
That was until this happened. The Rapture or whatever people were calling it. My parents were killed, eaten alive by one of those crazy... dead things. My brother and I almost died ourselves. We try every day now, anything to stay alive.
The only family I have left now is my brother Samuel Wine. We heard about Farley's and traveled by foot the day we heard of it. I just hope this place offers sanctuary for us.
Other
My favorite song is Vance Joy's Fire and the Flood. My favorite food is pie! My favorite color is violet. Duh. I honestly prefer working in the kitchen than outside...
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Vengeance Spirit
Seeker of Justice
Name: Cynthia Howard
Nickname: "Cyn" "Cyndy"
Age: 28
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Bisexual
Height: 5'8"
Weight: 133 lbs
Body Type: Average
Nickname: "Cyn" "Cyndy"
Age: 28
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Bisexual
Height: 5'8"
Weight: 133 lbs
Body Type: Average
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Name: Dominic Howard
Nickname: "Dom" "Dom-Dom" "Apple"(By his sister)
Age: 19
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Homosexual
Height: 5'6"
Weight: 122 lbs
Body Type: Petite
Nickname: "Dom" "Dom-Dom" "Apple"(By his sister)
Age: 19
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Homosexual
Height: 5'6"
Weight: 122 lbs
Body Type: Petite
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Drittsekk
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REQUISITE
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.name.
Michael Elliott Campbell
.nickname.
Elliott
.age.
17
.gender.
Male
.orientation.
Heterosexual
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APPEARANCE
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.description.
Elliott is average in every way. Shorter than average, brown eyes, brown hair - everything about him is ordinary. Everything except the pale skin and exhausted look in his eyes. He has often been told to get some sleep or something to eat, always after people notice his thin build and the dark circles under his eyes.
Elliott doesn't pay any attention to his wardrobe or clothes. Comfortable and decent looking is sort of his thing. You'll see him wearing a lot of plain t-shirts and hoodies, along with his signature black coat.
.height.
5'8"
.weight.
142 lbs
.build.
Skinny
.eyes.
Dark Brown
.hair.
Dark Brown
.distinguishable features.
Freckled skin, a few moles every here and there.
Seemingly permanent bags under his eyes.
A fairly large scar on the side of his right arm.
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PERSONA
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.virtues.
Intelligent; Elliott is extremely intelligent, and intellectual as well. Mathematical skills and science together with logic and reason makes him just about the perfect student - if only he put effort in to his studies.
Observant; He sees many things that often pass by unnoticed. He picks up these tiny, seemingly insignificant details that later turns out to save the day.
Loyal; Once he fully trusts and connects with someone, Elliott will never really leave their side. Even if they do him wrong, he'll eventually find his way back to them.
Considering; Everything he does requires several hours of consideration and discussions in his own head about what can go wrong and if it's worth it.
Calm; He never drops his cool, always keeping a straight face and a monotone voice. You will need to screw up real bad for him to lash out.
.vices.
Sarcastic; He has ben punched in the face more than once for all his sarcastic comebacks. If you enjoy that type of thing, you'll certainly find him very amusing to be around. If not, then he'll most definitely annoy the shitballs out of you.
Selfish; In almost every situation, the first thing Elliott thinks of his himself. If he finds a cookie, he'll eat it for himself without asking the others if they want to share.
Pessimistic; Hope is a term that he doesn't quite understand, as he sees every situation as negative as possible. Forgot to reply to a text? He'll think you died; The two of you are going out for a walk? Elliot will expect you to be eaten alive by walkers.
Blunt; He's extremely forthright in his way of speaking. He'll ask you these brutal question that breaks right through the little bubble you have.
Distrusting; It takes a lot of time for Elliott to completely trust someone. These days especially, when the world is chaotic, he believes that everyone he meets is going to deceive or betray him.
.likes.
Tea
Video Games
Crosswords
Birds
Peanut butter
.dislikes.
Hummus
Walkers
Horror stories/movies
Liars
Heights
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.biography.
Elliott was born in Boston, Massachusetts, to Arnold and Josephine Campbell and an older brother named Merlin. Neither of his parents were especially wealthy, nor were they poor - they were average. They all lived in a small house at the end of the street where the two brothers had to share rooms for a good six years, with many complains from the older one.
When he was very little , Elliott spent most of his time following his brother around, idolizing him and everything he did. When Merlin and his classmates would ride around town on their skateboards, Elliott would follow on his little red bike. When his brother sat in the family's study playing video games, Elliott would sit next to him with eyes wide in amazement.
Things were like this for several years, as if time stood still. Although, the increasing amount of homework Merlin had caused them to drift apart ever so slightly during the semesters.
Elliott has always been, and still is, interested in technology and computers, ever since his brother first showed him how to play Super Mario on his Game boy. When he was merely ten years old, he reprogrammed his laptop to a better and faster version, and he built his own computer from scrap parts only three years later.
Around his seventeenth birthday, he even decided to study engineering in college. But only a few weeks after this decision, the news of a virus took popped up on the TV in the living room, telling them to stay indoors.
Merlin, who had by then moved to the next town with his girlfriend, returned home on his own as said girl wanted to be with her family as well. For a while, the whole family remained in their small home with nothing but noodles to keep them fed.
However, one Sunday morning, Arnold had enough and decided to go out and see what was going on. Josephine followed as well, though she was a bit more hesitant.
Both Elliott and Merlin stayed at home as they had been ordered to, patiently awaiting their parents return.
But they never came home.
After a week of sitting on that brown leather couch, the Campbell brothers lost their fate. They decided to get out of the pit that was their home, and drive away in hopes of finding a place the virus hadn't reached.
Two weeks months were spent on their own in that rusty old car until it broke down on an empty road. Five days later, when they had walked god knows how far, they found this farm where they found shelter and actual living people.
.family.
Arnold Campbell, Father
Josephine Campbell, Mother
Merlin Campbell, Older brother
.how they got to farleys?.
He and his brother had been driving from town to town for two weeks until their car broke down in the middle of nowhere, from where they proceeded to walk. They managed to find food to survive, which was mostly thanks to Merlin's knowledge of herbs and plants. One morning, the two found the farm that was to be their new home.
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Animal care, Electrical Engineering, Climbing
.favorite song.
.favorite food.
Tacos
.favorite color.
Turquoise
.preferred work.
Manual/Animals
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ailurophile
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girl wip
- 'i just wanted to drink tea'
- gymnast
- flexible & agile
- delicate but kicks really well
- sassy lil bitch
fc; chloe moretz maybe
- 'i just wanted to drink tea'
- gymnast
- flexible & agile
- delicate but kicks really well
- sassy lil bitch
fc; chloe moretz maybe
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CloudyBlueDay
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REQUISITE
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NAME
Crystal Grace
NICKNAME
Crys
AGE
19
GENDER
Female
SEXUALITY
Bisexual
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DESCRIPTION
Graceful and quiet, with beautiful dark skin and deep brown eyes, Crystal is a sight to behold, if you know what you're looking for. More often than not she is the quiet kid in the corner, but nonetheless, she still puts care into her appearance. Her figure is lithe and thin, almost a little too thin, but she could be told she has the body of a dancer. (Note that she does not have a nose ring like in the first picture.)
HEIGHT
5'7"
WEIGHT
137lbs
OTHER
Crystal has a very bad stutter which she was born with. It is so bad that she communicates with sign language and through her sister more often than not, and doesn't speak very often.
She also has a orange bracelet with her name, "Crystal", on it. It's a pretty easy way to introduce herself without speaking. As well as a small pad of paper and pen.
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PERSONA
Delicate and shy, one could pass over Crystal without much hesitation. When spoken too, she shuffles and shifts awkwardly away, as if she is constantly being made uncomfortable. A lot of people are either off put by the fact that she doesn't quite speak, (really, how are you supposed to make friends with someone who doesn't talk?) or find it easier to take advantage or pick on her. Crystal can speak, but with an awful stutter, and social anxiety, plus the responses she has had from other children growing up, lead her to refrain from speaking at all, and she quite likes it like this.
Crystal could be considered to be fragile like glass (or maybe some variations of crystal) -- While she may be clever in other areas like academics and strategy, she is not smart enough to avoid being entrapped by those who hold false care for her. The smallest gesture of discontent while in her presence puts her off -- what is she doing wrong? Crystal curls up into her shell and thinks for hours about what's wrong with her, but luckily she has her sister to pull her out it, time and time again.
But while one could go on about their own flaws, everyone has their strengths. She's not quite brave, but perhaps determined when she gets back on her feet in the most quiet of ways. She is kind and generous, as well as caring, looking out for those who she feels needs someone to lean on.
LIKES
Peacefulness, (a rarity nowadays) birds, her sister, fruits, pastel colors, sunsets, nature.
DISLIKES
Harshness, bold eye-burning colors, dogs, bugs, being teased, small spaces.
OTHER
N/A
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HISTORY
Born to a lovely couple in the suburbs of Las Vegas, (yes those exist) twins Crystal and Makayla were born. Though her sister got the better end of the bargain, Crystal her stutter being discovered when she began to form full sentences, this never sparked any jealousy between them, as Makayla was always there for her sister. Helping her push past the bullies, as well as her own fears, her sister was the best friend she could have ever asked for and the two were an unbreakable duo.
Another family member she had a close bond with was their father -- he was an extremely kind man, and loved did everything for his two little girls. That was why when he passed away in a sudden and tragic car accident, it hit them all hard. They were both only six years old. Though Makayla still did her best to encourage Crystal to push forward through her stutter, her father was a large part of that too, and when he died she slowly began to stop speaking. By the time she was eight, Crystal had stopped speaking entirely.
Realizing Crystal had given up entirely on dealing with her stutter, their mother invested in teaching the twins Sign Language so that Crystal would have other means to communicate. Crystal found new excitement in being able to communicate fluently, though not a lot knew sign language so she tended to carry around a pad and paper and kept up just fine. Save for the occasional teasing or bullying which Crystal found easier and easier to ignore with her sister's support. Things were quiet, peaceful, perfect. The way she liked them.
And then.. then there came the zombie apocalypse.
Though they lived only in the suburbs of Las Vegas, it was still a populated area, and the virus hit hard. The twins and their mother were trying to escape the chaos, but with so many people running so many different ways from goddamn zombies, they lost their mother in the confusion.
Before their separation, they had planned to head for Farley's Ranch, word around the street was that it was a safe haven for those seeking refuge from the chaos. In hopes of meeting their mother again, the twins carried on to their destination without her.
FAMILY
Makayla Grace -- Twin Sister -- Very much alive
Janet Grace -- Mother -- ???
Michael Grace -- Father -- Deceased
HOW DID YOU GET TO FARLEY'S?
Traveled by foot, hitchhiked, and traveled a variety of ways from Las Vegas to get to Farley's.
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SKILLS
Gardening -- Crystal has a surprisingly natural green thumb. While she has never worked on a farm or anything like that, they did have a little window garden that grew very fruitfully, as well as the community garden at school with Crystal tended too almost daily.
Cooking -- Complimenting her skill of growing food items, Crystal is an excellent cook (as well as baker) and used to spend a fair amount of time in the kitchen, cooking up meals for her family, a way she also loved to relieve stress.
Sign Language -- Crystal is fluent in sign language, as she began to learn it at a rather early age, and uses it to communicate on a regular basis. (She also knows a bit of morse code. It was a fun project for a time.)
Favourite Song: Secrets - One Republic
Favourite Food: Raspberries (But if you were meaning a meal, pancakes.)
Favourite Colour: Soft, pale reds, rosey colors.
Preferred Work: Crystal probably wouldn't be very good for manual labor, and does enjoy work with the animals, but does not mind working in the kitchen either.
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”No one can tell what goes on in between the person you were and the person you become. No one can chart that blue and lonely section of hell. There are no maps of the change. You just come out the other side.”
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Emilia Black
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Basics
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:Name:
Emilia Black
:Nickname:
Her brother calls her Em and her friends usually call her Lia
:Age:
15
:Gender:
Female - Cisgender
:Sexuality:
Heterosexual
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Apperance
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Emilia has a mix between tanned and fair skin and hazel eyes. She's not very tall but she has quite a slim and slightly athletic build. Her hair is naturally straight and dark brown that sometimes appears to be black. Emilia never really used to pay any attention to her clothes, she would just chuck on whatever she could find that was comfortable. She has two piercings on her ear, a standard lobe piercing with a small gold ball and a Helix piercing with a small silver hoop.
She usually wears a dark red hoodie, black shirt, grey jeans and black doc martens. Her jeans are ripped from spending alot of time outdoors and being caught on leaves and fences.
:Height:
5'5
:Weight:
9 Stone
:Eyes:
Hazel/Brown
:Hair:
Dark brown hair
She has quite a few freckles and a small birthmark on the left side of her hip.
As well as a small scar on the palm of her hand from climbing over a fence.
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Personality
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:Virtues + Vices:
Stubborn - But sometimes her determination comes across as stubbornness she tends to stick to her guns and in an argument she doesn't like to admit she is wrong and is usually the last to apologise even if she was in the wrong.
Determined - Emilia is very determined and tends to not give up. If she falls down she will get straight back on her feet, if she decides to do something she will do it and she won't let someone stop her.
Holds Grudges -But her loyalty comes at a price if someone does something so betray or hurt her she will find it hard to forgive them and so she tends to hold a grudge. She will give people second chances but you can never really earn her full loyalty back and if it comes to a situation where it someone who she trusts over you she will choose them and she is less likely to help you with anything.
Loyal - Emilia will do anything for anyone she cares about. She is fiercely loyal and will defend her friends and family till the end. She doesn't forget if someone has done something good for her or if she owes someone something.
Blunt - Emilia isn't the type of person to try and sugar coat things, so she is brutally honest which sometimes means she says something offensive or makes someone feel worse about a situation.
Honest - She won't lie to you, if you want an honest opinion she will give you one. Emilia isn't the type of person to lie to her friends. And she can be relied upon to always tell you the truth.
Aggressive - Emilia will not back down when threatened but at the same time she sometimes goes too far. If she feels threatened she will resort to violence quickly. Although she isn't necessarily strong and probably wouldn't do much damage to a person she tends to lash out and punch and kick people when she is upset or threatened even if the person didn't really do anything or mean to upset her. She became aggressive due to being bullied when she was younger so she had to learn to stand up for herself. She has a very hot temper and is quite easily wound up and will stand up for what she think is right.
Confident - She isn't afraid to stand up for herself or others and will usually voice her opinion. Emilia loves talking and mixing with people and can be a good leader although she prefers to take a backseat.
Absent Minded - Emilia has a terrible memory and a short attention span, you could ask her to do something to find her doing something else 10 minutes later with no recollection of you telling her to do something. She also is easily distracted and tends to 'babble' when you talk to her, she will be talking about something one second and then change the topic to the complete opposite the next.
Positive - She tends to look on the bright side of things and hates thinking about the negative side of things. She comes across as a happy upbeat person. She always tends to have hope and she believes that it helps her survive. As if she stays happy and has hope she won't fall into a downwards spiral like her brother.
:Likes and Dislikes:
+ Reading
+ Writing
+ Photography
+ Sleep
+ Animals
+ Being Outdoors
+ Pizza
- Being Alone
- Rude People
- Being Ignored
- Liars
- Swimming/Water
- Loud Noises
- Admitting she is wrong
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:Background:
Emilia lived with her brother, grandparents and her uncle. Her mother died giving birth to her and no one knew who the father was. They all grew up on a small dairy farm, she would follow her Grandfather around and help him tend to the garden and watch as he looked after the cows, she loved the sheepdogs on the farm and the smallest one used to follow her around and she would spend hours playing with him on the fields.
When Emilia was eight her grandfather died and her grandmother was sent to a care home due to the fact she was suffering from dementia. She went with her family to the care home and she started crying because of how confused her grandmother was, she was worried that she wouldn't remember what happened and that she thought they had left her. Her Uncle sold the farm and moved with his niece and nephew to the city, she visited her grandmother every Sunday for three years but she died in November shortly after Emilia's eleventh birthday.
Emilia hated living in the city, she was used to being able to run around on the farm freely and she didn't even have to attend school as her grandmother home-schooled her as she was a retired teacher. She was constantly picked on and bullied by the other children because she acted like a boy so the girls ignored her and hated her because to them she was basically a boy and the boys disliked her because to them she was a stupid girl, she preferred to run around and play sports rather than play pretend.
It got better as she got older and she made a few close friends and she started to do well in class coming top in subjects like English and Art. She joined the photography club and fell in love with taking photos. Emilia spent most of her time at home following her brother around, they would tease each-other and argue but they were both close.
Emilia was at her friends when she first properly found out about the virus, she was having a sleepover with her friend Kara and Kara's mom was watching the news and they were talking about a virus.
Within an hour it was all over social media, people sharing videos of people apparently going insane and eating eachother. Emilia rushed home to her family to tell them the news, when she arrived her uncle and her brother were watching the tv clearly afraid. Her Uncle locked the door and told them both to stay indoors,they kept checking the radio and websites to find out what was going on but after about a week the internet went down, then their radio stopped working so they were cut off from the outside world. Sometimes they would look around the apartment block but most people had moved away or died, Emilia and her family were on the top floor so they had avoided most of the trouble on the lower floors. They spent a few more weeks camped out in their apartment eating canned beans and playing cards.
Eventually one Tuesday morning their Uncle went out to get some more supplies he told them both to stay inside no matter what and wait until he got home. Emilia was sitting at the window and she watched as her Uncle walked to the grocery store next to their house. She saw him go inside but he never came out. Emilia had sat by the window for another hour until she broke down, her brother had to calm her down.
After another week Emilia and her brother packed a rucksack each and left, Emilia had a knife and her brother had a small handgun. They travelled around for a while sleeping rough and they tried to avoid groups for fear of getting in with the wrong people and getting hurt.
They spent around a month travelling around sleeping rough in abandoned subway stations and houses. They decided to try and get back to their grandparents farm hoping there would be supplies there. On their way there they came across Farleys and decided to take their chances there. Emilia had been happy to find actual people and a place that she could call home.
:Family:
Mother - Dead
Darren Black - Uncle - Dead
Eliza Emily Black - Grandmother - Dead
Joshua Black - Brother - Alive
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Other
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:Skills:
Gardening - She used to help her Grandfather in his garden so she knows how to grow and tend to plants.
Cheering People Up/Charismatic - She is good at helping people see the positive side of things, she is also quite charismatic and good at making friends and getting along with people.
Good sense of direction - Emilia has a natural sense of direction and is good at finding her way to places and rarely gets lost.
referred Work:
Animals
:Favourite Food:
Pizza (If you meant meals) and Apples (if you meant snack-wise)
:Favourite Colour:
Red
FC - Amiee Kelly
Joshua Black
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Basics
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:Name:
Joshua Black
:Nickname:
Josh
:Age:
25
:Sexuality:
Bisexual
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Apperance
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Josh has short but curly black hair, he isn't very muscular and is quite slim. He has a beard that he tends to trim but he never shaves it, at the most it will end up like stubble. He used to wear the same clothes most of the time, he would have a dark blue shirt, black jacket and a blue fur-lined hoodie and he would usually wear boots or sneakers on his feet.
He is always covered in bruises due to being quite clumsy and has a scar on his foot from stepping onto a garden fork when he was younger and splitting it open.
:Height:
6 foot
:Weight:
11 Stone
:Eyes:
Bright Blue
:Hair:
Black
Scar on his foot
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Personality
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:Virtues + Vices:
Intelligent - Joshua is good a solving problems and working things out, he is a logical thinker and intellectual.
Idiot when it comes to People - Josh tended to avoid people that weren't his family when he was younger, so because of this he is pretty much clueless when it comes to people and how to deal with them. He lacks social skills although he usually means well he never quite manages to say or do the right thing.
Loyal - Josh will fight for anyone he cares about, he cares more about the people he loves than himself and will fight for them and defend them till the end. He will help is friends and always put them before himself.
Too Loyal - Joshua will put himself in harms way for his friends, if he found some food and it was between himself and someone he loved it would give it to them in a heartbeat even if he needed it more than them. So because of his loyalty he tends to do himself damage as he tends to disregard his own well-being.
Calm - In a bad situation Josh will keep calm and think of how to deal with it instead of panicking. He thinks before he acts and is very hard to wind up or make angry, he also is calm in the sense he doesn't resort to violence he will sort out his disputes calmly if he can and only resorts to violence when dealing with the undead.
Clumsy - Joshua is clumsy, he is constantly falling over. Whether it be a tree root or just the air he will find a way to fall over or break something.
Observant - Due to his normally quiet nature he tends to go unnoticed by people, so he has become quite observant and tends to notice things that most people would ignore.
Quiet - Josh doesn't like being the centre of attention, so he tends to stay in the corner silently. This means he goes unnoticed most of the time and doesn't get a chance to give his opinion or ideas on things, and if someone does ask him his opinion he usually just closes up and starts stuttering.
Reliable - Joshua is a reliable person, if you ask him to get something done he will get it done as he hates letting people down. He is also always there for the people who need him whether they need a shoulder to cry on or just some advice he can always be relied upon.
Closed Off - To strangers or people he doesn't trust or really know he can be quite closed off. If they try to make a conversation with him he will usually just give them short answers which sometimes makes him come across as quite cold and rude although that is far from the truth. Joshua is just shy and naturally nervous around strangers. He is also closed off emotionally, he doesn't tell people about how he feels and tends to bottle it up.
:Likes and Dislikes:
+ Peace and Quiet
+ Fixing up things
+ The outdoors
+ The Dark
+ Fishing
+ Being Alone
- Crowds
- Fire
- People being rude to him
- Being bossed around
- Alcohol
- Smoking
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His Background
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:Background:
Joshua was raised on a small dairy farm, he loved being the only child for the first ten years of his life although he doesn't remember much. At first he hated his baby sister for taking away his mother, but as soon as he met her he knew it wasn't her fault and promised to protect her. He would follow his Uncle around and watch as he fixed things on the farm whilst Emilia would follow their grandparents around and help with the garden and animals and Joshua would help his Uncle with fixing fences and the electrics.
He was eighteen when his grandfather died and his Uncle had sold the farm. He had went with his grandmother to the care home and she didn't even really know where she was. Emilia just spent most of the time crying. Like his sister he hated the city, he hated being around so many people at once and was lonely. He found it hard to make friends and always seemed to say the wrong thing at the wrong time and push people away.
His sister would follow him around at home and like most big brothers he would tease her although he was always there for her when she was upset or needed someone to talk to. Sometimes he would act like he didn't like his sister following him around but he loved her and she was the only friend he had.
Joshua had started to argue with his Uncle, his Uncle didn't have a job so Joshua usually had to find a way to earn them money and if he wasn't trying to earn them money he would usually be babysitting his little sister whilst their Uncle went out with his numerous girlfriends. Josh never met any of them, he assumed none of them stayed around for long enough.
He was with his Uncle watching the news when he found out about the virus, he was in shock when he first saw it. His sister had rushed home from a sleepover, their Uncle had locked the door and told them that they were all just going to stay inside until it passed. But it never did.
Joshua remembers the morning his Uncle left, it was meant to be him going to the store not his uncle but at the last minute the Uncle had changed his mind and asked Joshua to watch Emilia. He had watched his Uncle leave and didn't realise anything had went wrong until Emilia started yelling for him. They waited another hour for him to get back, Joshua tried to reassure his sister telling her that maybe he had just gotten out using a different entrance but he didn't even convince himself.
After another week they had ran out of supplies, Joshua had packed a bag and told his sister to do so too. Grabbing the handgun his Uncle had gave him when it all started he and his sister had left the apartment and travelled around for a while. He had decided to try and avoid groups so he and Emilia spent the next month sleeping rough and alone scavenging for supplies.
They then tried to get back to their Grandparents farm hoping that there might be some supplies there, it was in the middle of nowhere so they assumed no one would find it. But on their way they had came across Farley's instead, at first he had wanted to walk away but Emilia begged him to give it a chance and he gave it a chance, he was still nervous and apprehensive about being in a group with so many people but he knew they wouldn't have survived much longer the way they were going.
:Family:
Mother - Dead
Darren Black - Uncle - Dead
Eliza Emily Black - Grandmother - Unknown but assumed dead
Emilia Black - Sister - Alive
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Other
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:Skills:
Good Fighter - He is good at fighting and defending himself whether it be from other people, animals or the rapture.
Handy - He is good at repairing and building things, he used to help is Uncle around the house and would watch his Grandfather repair things when he lived on the farm.
Manual but if needed he will help in the kitchens or with the animals.
:Favourite Food:
Spaghetti
:Favourite Colour:
Sea Green
:Favourite Song:
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Coward
A marshmallow.
WIP Male
- Impression
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Basics
Name: Jaicob Kitchener
Nickname: Jake
Age: 23
Gender: M
Sexuality: 'Straight' (actually bi)
Appearance
Description: Snub-nosed and almost always smiling, looks approachable despite being kind of a lug. He's blonde and freckled, with the heavy but undefined build of a manual laborer.
Height: 6'0"
Weight: 170lbs
Other: Has a birthmark shaped roughly like a three-leaf clover on his upper left thigh. Since he's not even slightly Irish this is probably a coincidence and not a sign that he's a leprechaun.
- Personality
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Vices
- Reckless
Jake is hyperactive and easily bored. He's not actually stupid, per se, but the longer he spends sitting around doing nothing the higher the chance he'll hatch some kind of ill-advised scheme.
- Problem with authority
Just plain doesn't like being told what to do. He can (mostly) handle it if he believes the order is sensible or he trusts the leader enough, but if he disagrees there's a good chance he'll go do something else or otherwise cause problems. Doesn't become angry, just disobedient.
- Alcohol
If there's booze he drinks it until it's gone. Luckily he's a happy drunk and there's not too much left around anyway, but it's still not smart in zombieland.
- Emotional
Tends to feel things pretty strongly which clouds his judgement. Can't make rational decisions when someone he likes is in danger, for example.
- Redneck
Maybe a little impolite, insensitive. Not a hardened bigot, but doesn't know much about people outside the white, homo/xenophobic circle he was raised in.
Virtues
- Friendly/Open
Until you cross him or push him around, you are his friend. Ask him a question and you will get an honest answer.
- Brave
Or stupid, take your pick. The flip side of his recklessness - he probably isn't as scared as he should be. This lets him get along pretty well in some rough situations.
- Smart... sometimes.
In the right circumstances can come up with interesting plans and logic his way around problems. He just switches off his brain most of the time.
- Flip
Bad luck is funny, and things get better if you keep pushing. Grieves intensely but briefly. He's one of the happier people in the apocalypse most of the time.
- Generous
This probably comes from his inaccurate idea that he'll get more stuff later, but ask him for supplies or help and he will provide.
Likes
- Animals
- Card games, or actually most social table games
- Sugary junk food
- Booze
- Doing things, just being active to improve their situation.
Dislikes
- Past
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Backstory
History:
Jake was born and raised in in Pinedale, WY. Whenever he wasn't in prison he was still living there, in his childhood home. The place would probably have been called a trailer park, if there had been more than three trailers.
Despite the stereotypes his childhood was decent, if always lacking in one thing or the other. His mother
Family:
Jake has one younger sister that he hasn't seen since the start of the apocalypse, and had a mother who he knows is zombified. His father had already died two years earlier in a diabetic coma.
How they got to Farley's:
- Other
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Skills:
- Horses
Likes them, rides well, knows a fair bit about keeping them healthy and working. His mother owned scabby off-track thoroughbreds and quarter-crosses throughout his childhood.
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Preferred Work: (Manual, Kitchen, Animals)\
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hm
w.ip male (to make genders even)
- pretty boy
- looks strong but won't usually fight
- will probably want a more doctor-y role
- cousin of my other character
- pretty boy
- looks strong but won't usually fight
- will probably want a more doctor-y role
- cousin of my other character
spectro
dayman
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basics
Name:
Robert Murphy
Nickname:
Big Bob, Bob, Murphy
Age:
Sixty-two
Gender:
Male
Sexuality:
Heterosexual
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appearance
Description:
Bob is a big man. He's not necessarily tall, but he's got wide shoulders and a thick frame; he seems to tower over everyone. He's got fair hair that's slightly balding at the top; so he hides it with a cap. He always has a thick beard which has a ginger twinge of colour to it. His eyes are a muddy green; they're very dull and don't stand out much. He usually wears practical clothing, and isn't one for fashion. He almost always wears some type of shirt because it's always too cold to work without it and too hot to wear a coat. His boots are always caked with mud and dust. Although he's a grumpy old soul, he has a kind face.
Height:
5'6
Weight:
252lbs
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Vices:
Grumpy - Although he's never very angry; he's certainly not a a cheery guy. He has a perpetual frowny face and his eyebrows are always furrowed. He's always grunting and making annoyed noises. He's just a little bit done with the world, in all honesty.
Caustic - Although he doesn't mean to, Bob can be a little mean with his sarcasm. He's almost always sarcastic, in everything he does and says. He has a bit of a dry sense of humour, so he has to brighten things up in his own little way.
Unforgiving - Because he is such a loyal person, he will never forget if you do him wrong or cheat him. He is an honest man, and he expects honesty back. He never gives second chances, which for some people is the difference between life and death; especially now.
Domineering - Bob likes to be in charge. On his ranch, he has to do things his way, and now that a whole load of new people are living on his land, it's a little annoying for him. Either way, he always has to check if people are doing the work right. Everything has to run smoothly at Farley's.
Closed Off - Bob doesn't really open himself up much. He rarely talks about his past, and most of what comes out of his mouth is random sarcasm. He hardly ever talks to his wife and when he's working; he doesn't talk at all.
Stubborn - Bob is getting older; there's no doubting that. But, Bob can't come to terms with the fact that he's not as young as he used to be. He can lift heavy things anymore and he can't ride a horse like her used to. He feels somewhat useless on his own ranch, and in some ways, he's glad this 'rapture' came when it did, because he was so close to giving the ranch up.
Virtues:
Loyal - Bob never, ever forgets who his friends are, and he always repays favours. He doesn't forget when someone does a good thing for him and he cherishes his friends, even if he doesn't always show it. This is why he loves animals so much; they're loyal to their owners.
Protective - Bob won't let anyone or anything hurt his family or his ranch. For now, a lot of the people who are staying with him are like family, and he will stop at nothing to prevent them from coming to harm.
Sincere - Bob will always say what he means. He doesn't sugarcoat things. This can sometimes be a little hurtful, but no matter what, his opinion always seems to matter and, in the end, is always useful.
Determined - In any situation, Bob is determined. When the authorities tried to take his ranch; he did everything he could to stop them. When the world went to shit; he wanted to make sure that he gave his family the best shot.
Kind - Although Bob isn't great at showing affection or at being complimentary, he is kind. It come from his love of animals. If he sees anyone in discomfort, that he cares about, he'll try to make it right.
Hard Working - Bob has worked all his life. Ever since he was a kid, he worked on his Uncle's ranch, which then became his. Day in and day out, he has been on the ranch, farming and rounding up cattle. He's not afraid to get his hands dirty.
Likes:
Dogs.
Beer.
Family.
Baseball.
Trucks.
Dislikes:
Sweets.
The internet.
Racists.
Dictation.
Pop music.
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History:
Bob was born and raised in Laramie. His parents, Rosie and Mike were kind people. His Father was a working man like himself, and worked on his brothers ranch; otherwise known as Farley's ran. When Bob was fourteen, he started work at his Uncle's ranch, too. He worked weekdays, but at weekends, he would go out with his friends to bars or town events, mostly to meet girls. He met Leanna at a county fair when he was twenty seven and was pretty sure that he fell in love with her that night, although there's no way he'd ever admit that. They saw each other more often, and Leanna would often walk to Farley's just to meet him. They'd eat lunch out in the fields and over a Summer, they truly fell in love.
After six years of courting, when Bob was thirty-two, he asked Leanna to marry him, and they wed the same year. Within six months, Bob's new wife was pregnant and life seemed great. That was, until, his Uncle passed away. Bob's Father was way into his sixty's and his Uncle had no kids, so the Ranch went to Bob. With a new baby and a wife to look after, a giant house for free seemed like a brilliant idea, but Bob didn't know how much trouble that ranch would bring him.
For a few years, Bob kept up the ranch. It was a big place, and he only had a few workers helping him, because he couldn't afford to pay many wages. So without the extra hands, some of the fields got overgrown and cattle escaped their pens. The authorities got complaints and threatened to shut Bob down if he didn't sort out the eyes sores of his ranch. It was a scary thing, but people in town heard about it, and all of Bob's old friends signed themselves and their kids up to get the ranch back on it's feet. Over a period of a year, the extra workers, Bob and Leanna who was still nursing a five year old, helped to restore the place to it's original beauty. Leanna even had the idea of refurbishing all the bunk houses and lodges so that people could rent them out; to earn extra money. Things were looking up; until a decade or so later.
On his son's twenty-third birthday, disease struck. Bob had a bad feeling about the news stories. While everyone in town scoffed and took the new disease as a scam, Bob knew it was something different. Within a month, five states had been infected, the borders had been closed and the whole country had gone into meltdown. Luckily, up at the ranch, Bob hadn't seen any of these so-called undead creatures, but once he went into town, he sure caught a look. There, he had to kill two of them before he rushed back home to get all the workers on the ranch boarding up the fences and patrolling the grounds. A few of the undead wandered over here and then, but it seemed as though they were safe from them; but not from people. Before he knew it, Bob was housing countless families and strangers from all over. He didn't mind it, he just didn't want to attract too much attention.
Family:
Leanna Murphy - Wife
Robert Murphy Jr. - Son
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other
Skills:
Herding cattle - Although it's not that useful anymore, he can still take care of a herd of cows.
Organising - Bob can set up a team of people in minutes. He can hand out jobs and organise groups. He gets the job done.
Cheering people up - Bob can be grumpy; there's no doubting that, but sometimes, his witty comments and belly laugh can make people feel instantly better.
Favourite Song:
Johnny Cash - Walk the Line
Favourite Food:
Steak and Eggs
Favourite Colour:
Blue
Preferred Work:
Manual
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Elephantom
Chicken Broth Paragon
Basic
Name: Joel Peterson
Nickname: Joe, Joel, Pete
Age: 44
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Heterosexual
Appearance
Appearance:
Description:
Height: 6'0
Weight: 185 lb
Other: N/A
Personality
Personality
Vices:
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Likes:
Dislikes:
Biography
History:
Family:
How they got to Farley's:
Miscellaneous
Skills:
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I'm God Damn Superhero
Stephanie Fox
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- Appearance
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Description:She's slight, thin shoulders and is bit petite.
Height:5'2"
Weight: 106 lbs
Other: She frequently seems to be larger than life with her attitude but she's actually a very small person.
- Personality
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Vices: Steph is a very blunt person, she doesn't sugar coat things to avoid hurting other people's feelings. She also is normally focused on her own personal agenda, so she can be a bit self serving. Although that also stems from her past, and also has something to do with her inability to trust anyone but herself. Steph can be very sarcastic even when she shouldn't be. She also has a tendency to be very distant and doesn't attach to people.
Virtues: Steph might be a self serving person but she won't ignore a person in need and can be very helpful when she is capable. She doesn't like or trust people but she does have a large amount of respect for other people's beliefs and values even when she doesn't agree with them. Steph has been trained to be the muscle but she also is very intelligent. She is blunt and sarcastic most of the time but she has her occasional moments of humor. Overall Steph has the need to survive, she was taught when you get pushed you push back. But, there are moments when she knows that you need to let yourself get pushed so someone else doesn't get pushed too far (understanding).
Likes: Martial arts, tea, languages, samurai swords, sniper rifles, and crappy spy films.
Dislikes: Coffee, sexist comments, fish of any kind, automatic weapons, and chick flicks. - Backstory
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History: Before the world went to hell, Steph worked in the CIA, she was recruited while she was still in high school because of her language and martial arts skills, she made the perfect asset. She moved quickly through the ranks with her charm, she was sarcastic and playful. It was through a mission that she met her husband.
Since, they were not technically allowed to have inter-agency relationships but they did. They eloped when Steph was 22, they were happily married for about a month. Then, one day when Steph got home from work she found that Max was gone. There was a business card left on the counter with a bloody finger print. Steph called the number on the card, her boss at the agency picked up. With a bit of digging and espionage Steph discovered that her husband had been taken by the agency and most likely killed. From that moment forward Steph worked in the dark operation section. She handled political assassinations and other under the table operations that the CIA did.
About a year later, Steph's little sister Roxanne showed up at her door with her daughter, Addison. Turned out Roxanne was in a bit of trouble with her ex who was a big time drug lord. She asked Steph to help her, Steph agreed to help. She booked them all air tickets to France under aliases and she called out sick from work. They were on their way to the airport when their car was smashed into by a garbage truck. Roxanne was killed instantly, but Steph and Addison lived after an extended stay in a hospital. Which is where Steph was when she first heard about the impending destruction of the world.
Family:Husband- Max Robinson (believed to be dead), Sister- Roxanne (dead), Niece- Addison (alive until proven otherwise)
How they got to Farley's: Steph when she heard about the sweeping contagion went on the run with Addison. She got them supplies and began to make her way towards Canada. But, they were ambushed by another group of survivors, the survivors took Addison. They died Steph to a tree and left her to die. She ended up breaking her own wrist to get out of the ties. Then she made her way alone, with a machete to find someone to be her ally. She stumbled upon Farley's. - Other
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Skills: Martial arts (Muay Thai, Aikido, Jui Jitsu, Karate, Kung Fu, and Tai Chi), languages (English, Spanish, French, German, Italian, Russian, Mandarin, and Arabic), she's also a good shot with a sniper rifle.
Favourite Song:"Gun in My Hand" by DOROTHY
Favourite Food: Pineapple
Favourite Colour: Red
Preferred Work: Manual
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mikkisinterlude
The Baddest Tsundere
Graham "G" Caldwell
Nickname : Big G, prefers to be called G only
Age : 20
Gender : Cismale (he/his/him)
Sexuality : Heterosexual
Age : 20
Gender : Cismale (he/his/him)
Sexuality : Heterosexual
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drownin
— R O S A L I N —
An ugly confession, I think that I'm broken.
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Novus
Three Thousand Club
Back up off me, WIP.
tem·per·ance
ˈtemp(ə)rəns/
noun
moderation or self-restraint
tem·per·ance
ˈtemp(ə)rəns/
noun
moderation or self-restraint
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SHATTERED
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name
Elliott "Eli" Cain Gillespie
age
21
birthday
September 14th
orientation
Homoromantic Demisexual
gender
Male
he/him/his
role
v i r t u e
power
Omni-Negation
Boundary Manipulation
occupation
Drug Dealer
faith
Agnostic
height
5"10
weight
167 lbs.
hair
Copper Red and Blonde
Tapered Pompadour w/ Clipped Beard
eyes
Silver Blue
other
(anything else you need to add?)
vices
vengeful
Rather quick to snap back and be equally or more vicious.
melancholic
Expects the worse out of everything
projecting
When he is in a bad mood, he can make the mood of a room just as bleak as he is.
virtues
discerning
One look is all it takes for him to know where you stand and what you are about.
autonomous
He highly believes in the power of self more than the Powers That Be.
ingeniousness
His mind is truly a clever creation.
quirks
Keeps stray animals as pets; currently has a female Calico cat
Dislikes the color purple.
Mumbles under his breath, a bad habit formed by the traumatic period.
skills
Oddly reflexive
Naturally Flexible and double jointed
Eidetic Memory
biography
Nothing nothing matters before the day their Father killed himself.
Elliott was sixteen when he found his dad's brains sprawled across the ceiling and walls. To say that was the day his innocence died would be an insult of an understatement. In truth, a very large piece of him fell apart and never really came back. The spiral was a long one and he hit every bump on the way down. His grades didn't drop, but he left school anyway. He stopped eating or speaking unless it was dire for him to do so. Even then, it was all just mumbles and blank stares. He went from being Chuck's brother to "Him".
It wasn't until he finally saved enough cash to move out and distance himself that he finally found some identity past being the one to find the body. He decided to live--to do what he wanted when he wanted. If there was no point in being morally aligned, why follow it? Barcello was the perfect place for that. Two towns away, but everyone knew of the weird aura the place gave off-- especially the woods. In addition to working at a burger joint he began selling marijuana and his Adderall--the Xanex was for him and only him. It was more of a distraction, an adrenaline rush. And he gained a following of people who seemed to like this new version of him. Unfortunately, his so called friends were mostly snitches and he was busted with a big haul of a stash.
Eli got a break with a price: House arrest. And, of all people, his brother relocated in order to take care of him while he is serving his sentence. It's been that way for eight and a half months. The two don't talk to one another and something is off about the once gentle man that sleeps across the hall. Especially with the issue of their father's death. It could be the stir-crazy setting in, but with one more week of his sentence to serve Elliott is determined to find out the truth in things.
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faerie sightings
laken reese abenaki
21 | june 28 | cancer
female | she/her
biromantic, asexual
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appearance
Description:
Rob is a very tall guy with a little bit of observable muscle, but not so much that he's bursting out of his shirt. He has light brown hair which has a tint of red (like his Father's) and his eyes are round and dark. His ears are quite big and he's always been a little self conscious about them. His skin is quite pale, but after years of working in the sun, he has developed a warm glow to it. Most of the time, he dresses practically, but he always likes to be at least a little bit stylish; so he might wear big boots and heavy pants, but a fancy sweat or t-shirt.
Height:
6'
Weight:
186lbs
personality
Vices:
Shy: Although undoubtedly very handsome, Rob sees himself as inadequate. After so much has been expected of him all of his life, he's always felt below the standard that he should be, which has made him keep quiet in social situations. He doesn't like to talk to other people; because he knows that the likelihood is that his Mother has made him sound amazing to them and he doesn't want to fall short of the expectation. He's scared of making a fool of himself.
Insecure: Rob doesn't know how to be around people. Everyone always tells him how good looking he is; but in truth, that always makes him feel very awkward. He doesn't see himself as attractive. After cleaning up after cows all of his life, he's always thought of himself as some farmer boy whom no one would love because of his looks. Because of this, he always picks things out that he doesn't like about himself; his ears, his teeth, his hair. He can't accept himself.
Emotional: Rob is effected very easily by the slightest emotion; mostly it's anger. The one thing he isn't particularly effected by is lust or love. Rob tends to over react in situations. He gets angry when he shouldn't. He cries at things that anyone else wouldn't normally cry at. He isn't very fearful; but when it comes to strong emotions like happiness and sadness, he sometimes takes his reactions too far.
Closed: Rob rarely shares any of himself with anyone. He stays quiet and has never had a deep conversation with anyone outside of his family. He doesn't share his thoughts or ideas with anyone, and a lot of the time; people don't even know what's going on inside his head.
Cautious: Although some might see this as a good thing, it holds him back. Rob has always wanted to see the world; but because he's not ready to commit to anything, he's never found anyone to do it with or found a country to go to first. It was always his dream to move away to Laramie, but now, there's no chance of that ever happening. Also, Rob loves to write; he always writes stories about distant lands, but he's always been to cautious to let anyone read them; in case they don't like them.
Virtues:
Brave: Rob isn't afraid of the new world. In fact, he's less afraid now than he was before. Now there's no pressure to start a family or meet girls; it's simply survive or die; and he's good at surviving. He feels that he's found a purpose; protecting people. He's very brave when it comes to killing the infected or climbing the silo tower to check the area. He hasn't got many physical fears.
Strong: Rob is very strong; physically and emotionally. When it comes to himself, he is very sensitive, but when he has to be there for someone else; say his Mother; he won't waver. He's a rock. He always knows what to say. He knows not to be simply comforting, but also constructive, and he can tell someone when they need to get up and move on. If only he could take his own advice.
Hardworking: Rob lives to work. All of his life he's been on the ranch, and every day there's always been something for him to do. He actually kind of loves it. He likes having something to take his mind off of things. That's another reason why he didn't ever really travel; he knew he'd have nothing to do all day.
Creative: Rob has a very creative mind. He can appreciate art and writing. He's also a great story teller himself. He loves to get away for a while after a long day, and he's always enjoyed reading sci-fi comic books and stories. He likes to think that there is an alternate universe where everything is fine and that death hasn't taken over the earth.
Soft-Spoken: Rob's voice is very soothing. It's calming and strong and unwavering. His voice alone has been known to soothe many people. It's probably the reason why his advice seems so good.
Likes:
Writing
Being In The Fields
Protecting People
Sci-Fi Movies
Sunsets
Dislikes:
Rain
Crowded Areas
Pop Music
Attention
Being Drunk
history
Backstory:
Rob was born in Laramie, and before he turned one, he moved to Farley's with his parents, to start their life on a ranch. All of Rob's memories are of playing out in the fields, riding horses and herding cows. As soon as he learned to walk, Rob was out on the fields with the cattle, helping his Dad. Even at school, Rob could remember wanting to get home to help out; always waiting for the bell to ring. At school, he was never popular, and his grades were average, but he was always happy.
When he left high school, things got a little scary. His Mother was always asking if he'd met any girls or found someone he'd fallen in love with; in reality, there was no pressure, but to Rob, he felt as though his life was running away from him, and he couldn't catch it. He felt trapped. He was nineteen and with no future prospects other than working on the ranch. What if he wanted to go to college? What if he wanted to pursue his writing? Sure, he liked the ranch now, but he was damn sure he wouldn't like it in thirty or so years. He wanted a change; maybe he'd go traveling. In truth, he didn't know exactly what he wanted. The only thing that was sure was that he didn't want to feel trapped any longer; he wanted a back up plan.
As Rob started going out more, he started to feel more insecure with himself. Most of the bars he went to he'd see his Mother there with her friends. She'd always tell them how handsome he was and he just felt like a little kid. He couldn't talk to girls well, but there was one person; Lydia Morris. He'd known her since high school, and he'd always thought she was pretty; but he'd never spoken to her properly. Until he was around twenty-two. She started to frequent the same places as him, and it seemed as though they saw each other everywhere. He finally mustered the courage to ask her on a date, and she said yes. They went out to a restaurant and had an amazing time. He was sure that what he was feeling was love.
For a few months, they dated. He never knew whether to ask her to be his girlfriend, because he didn't know if that was how people dated these days. He didn't want her to reject him. However, Rob never got the answer to his question. On the day of his twenty-third birthday, the infection broke lose; destroying the country. Before Rob could get hold of her; Lydia and her family had moved out of state; or so the people who were left in town had told him. It still haunts him; that he had done nothing to really make a relationship. He doesn't know if she's dead or alive and he has no way of knowing.
Family:
Robert Murphy Sr. - Father
Leanna Murphy - Mother
other
Other
Skills:
Horse Riding - Rob has always been able to ride a horse well; and he can look after them too.
Heavy Lifting - Rob is very strong; years of lifting hay bails have made him so.
Being Brave - Rob put others first when it comes to times of danger; he doesn't even think about it; it's an instinct.
Favourite Song:
The Funeral - Band of Horses
Favourite Food:
Spaghetti Bolegnese
Favourite Colour:
Blue
Preferred Work:
Animal/Manual
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basics
Name:
Leanna Louise Murphy
Nickname:
Anna
Age:
Sixty
Gender:
Female
Sexuality:
Heterosexual
appearance
Description:
Anna has a very kind face. She's always smiling and always seems to be in cheerful thought. Her hair is a dark blonde colour, but because she hasn't been able to dye it, some of her greys are showing up. She's of average height and weight, and everyone comments on how good she looks for her age. He eyes are a golden brown colour with a hint of green. Her dress sense is quite stylish. When she's at home, she'll dress down and wear a flannel shirt and some blue jeans, but when she used to go out, she'd wear nice dresses and fancy shoes.
Height:
5'5''
Weight:
142lbs
personality
Vices:
Delusional - Anna just wants everything to be okay. She doesn't want to think about the bad things or the shape that the world is in. She just wants to pretend that everything is okay. She never talks about the dead or the infection, for some people, it can be annoying because she just purely ignores it.
Fearful - Anna is terrified of what's coming next. She thought that she'd grow old on the ranch, hand the farm over to Bobby and then maybe visit the Mediterranean. Now there's nothing but fear. Fear of what might come tomorrow. Fear of who might die. She's terrified.
In Denial - Anna likes to pretend that she's fine. To keep up the idea that everything is going to be okay, she never tells anyone how she really feels; not Bob or her son. No one. All of her emotions are building up inside and tearing her apart; but she has to keep a brave face.
Regretful - Anna feels like her life is basically over now, and although she had a lot of adventures as a girl, she feels like she could have done more, and now there's no opportunity to do the things she might have wanted to do. It doesn't often bother her, but if she ever starts thinking too deeply, her thoughts can reduce her to tears.
Hesitant - Anna can never settle on a decision, especially so now. She has never killed any of the walking dead and she never wants to. She can't make those hard choices, which is sometimes the difference between life and death.
Virtues:
Kind - Anna is a very caring person. She always strives to help others and take care of people in need. She's the person you would go to at the ranch if you needed bandaging up. She always shares what she has and puts others before her.
Helpful - Although Anna isn't the best at heavy lifting, she helps where she can and always cooks a massive meal for the whole ranch to eat, every night. She takes care of the kids while their parents are out. She makes clothes and cleans out the stables. She's always there to lend a hand.
Enthusiastic - Anna always tries to lighten the mood. Every week, she strives to get people together to play a game or sing or do something as a group. In times like this, Anna knows that laughter is a necessity, and if people forget how to do it, they stop being human.
Considerate - Anna knows when to stop talking or to start talking or to lend a hand. She is very aware of other people's emotions and she always does her best to cheer people up, or, if the situations begs, leave them alone.
Empathetic - Anna has had her fair share of heartache, so she can understand sadness and pain. She gives brilliant advice and is there to give you a soothing hug or a pat on the back; or even a slice of cake.
Likes:
Cherries
Family
People
Helping
Horses
Dislikes:
The Dead
Isolation
The Dark
Failing
Crying In Front Of People
backstory
History:
Anna Hastings was born in the next town over from Laramie, but moved there with her parents when she was eighteen. She enjoyed school. She liked learning new things and was particularly interested in medicine. She was quite popular. She was always going on adventures and kissing boys and making friends. Her fondest memories are of when she met Bob Murphy, the love of her life. No one understood why she fell for such a gruff farmers boy, but there was something about him that made her feel safe, loved and excited all at once.
She met Bob when she was twenty-four. Every weekend she'd visit his Uncle's farm and help him with the horses and out in the fields, they'd eat picnics and steal kisses. They were together for six whole years before they were married. When Anna was twenty-six, she moved in with Bob and his parents and two years later, they were married. Anna got pregnant six months after the marriage and the couple were looking for their own house.
When Bob got the news that his Uncle had died, he was distraught. The man had been like a second Father to him. Anna was sad too, he'd become family to her. However, some good came of his death; he'd left Farley's Ranch to Bob. Anna was excited to start her new life on the ranch. She'd spent so much of her life there, it already felt like home. After they had lived there for half a year, Anna gave birth to her new baby boy; Robert Junior. She never knew that she could love something so much. Something so kind and innocent.
For a few years after that, Bob had trouble with the farm. She made a plan to do up all the old log cabins and rent them out so they could make some extra money. Anna did what she could to help, but it pained her to see her husband so weighed down. Luckily, people from town pulled in to help and the ranch was up and running again.
One Bobby's twenty-third birthday, Anna was cooking a family meal. She was going to invite all of her son's friends and all the family. But, a report flooded all of the news channels; 'STAY INSIDE UNTIL FURTHER NOTICE'. Anna didn't know what to think. Apparently there was a disease floating around. But Anna had seen things like this before, surely it would just pass. But, after a week of staying cooped up inside, Bob decided to go out into town. He still hasn't told Anna exactly what he saw, but he returned with blood all over him. Anna doesn't know how to deal with this so called apocalypse. She's scared; but she's doing her best. That's all she can do.
Family:
Robert Murphy - Husband
Bobby Murphy Jr. - Son
other
Other
Skills:
Cooking - Anna is a brilliant cook. She doesn't do anything fancy, but her food is wholesome and can feed a lot of people.
Hose Riding - Anna has been riding since she was a girl, and she can still ride well.
First Aid - Anna can do simple first aid; stitching and bandaging and CPR.
Favourite Song:
Unchained Melody - The Righteous Brothers
Favourite Food:
Turkey Pot Pie
Favourite Colour:
Rose Pink
Preferred Work:
Kitchen/Animals
paranoia
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REQUISITE
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.name.
Merlin Joshua Campbell
.nicknames.
None.
.age.
27
.gender.
Male
.sexuality.
Heterosexual
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APPEARANCE
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.description.
Merlin is a handsome guy, if you're into that retro style of the 50's. His hair is slicked back, with a single curl hanging down his forehead, and his clothes are kept as classic as possible - white button-ups tucked inside black trousers paired with some black dress shoes. Although, nowadays he mostly keeps to blue jeans together with white t-shirts, dark button-ups and some boots. His signature piece is, however, that black leather jacket of his; he wears it so much that it can be considered sewn onto his skin.
.height.
6'
.weight.
156 lbs
.eyes.
Dark Brown
.hair.
Dark Brown
.other.
Three tattoos on his left arm, two thin bands and an anchor.
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PERSONA
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.virtues.
Affable; You'll find it really easy to talk him since he's so friendly and open. He'll strike up a conversation with just about anyone who seems nice enough, and will gladly chat for hours if you'd like.
Charismatic; One would say that he is a natural born leader, as he is so confident and optimistic. Generally, people are interested in what he says, and he repays them with equally genuine interest.
Caring; One of his highest priorities are the well-being of others. He'll always make sure that everyone is alright, and will try to help if they are not.
Loyal; He'll stick by your side through thick and thin, no matter what. If he ever leaves you, you know you've fucked up.
Calm; Just like his brother, Merlin will always try to keep his voice low and steady instead of boiling over. Even in the most stressful situation, or when his anger is almost uncontrollable, Merlin will remain calm - or at least try to.
.vices.
Over-protective; This does mostly concern those close to him, his brother for instance. He'll always strive for protection of the people he loves, and tends to go overboard when it comes to this.
Controlling; In attempts to protect people, he can be very controlling and order people around as if they were his pawns. He means well, but this can be very annoying at times, especially when he comes across equally controlling people.
Addiction; Cigarettes and alcohol make up a lot of his daily routine. Finding one of those nicotine sticks in his hand is not a rare sight, and a beer or a glass of whiskey is the highlight of his day.
Stubborn; Even when the reasonable thing to do would be to change his opinion, Merlin will stick to his own despite what others tell him. Whether it's an opinion of a person, a place or situation, his determination to stick to his own beliefs goes beyond the advice of others.
Jealous; When it comes to friends, family and partners, Merlin becomes very possessive. If he sees you with someone else, you should expect an interrogation when you get home.
.likes.
Classic cars
Apples
Overcast weather
Pink Floyd & Genesis
Seafood
.dislikes.
Garlic
Swimming
Cats
Arrogance
Loud people
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.biography.
.family.
Arnold Campbell, Father
Josephine Campbell, Mother
Elliott Campbell, Younger brother
.how did they get to Farley's?.
He and his brother had been driving from town to town for two months until their car broke in the middle of nowhere, from where they proceeded to walk for three more days. They managed to find food to survive, which was mostly thanks to Merlin's knowledge of herbs and plants. One morning, the two found the farm that was to be their new home.
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"People value so many things over kindness. That's why the world is such a cruel place." -Ash
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REQUISITE
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NAME
Asher Jackson Witmore
NICKNAME(S)
Ash
AGE
17
GENDER
Male
SEXUALITY
Bi-curious
ETHNICITY
Caucasian
BIRTHDAY
September 25th (Libra)
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APPEARANCE
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APPEARANCE
Asher, despite being rather cute, with his chocolate brown eyes and hair, soft smile and dimples, keeps his head down much too often for anyone to realize it. Although he's so quiet and shy, Asher always seems to wear some hint of a smile as he goes about his daily business. He doesn't think very highly of his appearance, and could easily point out all his physical flaws, such as his scrawny body type and pale complexion, the number of ugly scars that cover his limbs, and the fact that he's as short as a thirteen year old.
HEIGHT
5'6"
WEIGHT
126 lbs
PIERCINGS/TATTOOS
N/A
BIRTHMARKS/SCARS
One palm sized splotchy birthmark on the small of his back, and an assortment of scars from before he was taken from his bio parents, the most prominent of them being one slash mark just under his left eye, and a jagged scar covering the entirety of his right forearm.
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PERSONA
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PERSONALITY
Gentle and kind, there isn't an old lady on earth that Asher wouldn't help across the street. How someone can be so innocent after ten years of jumping from one abusive home to the next, no one knows, but one thing is for certain; nothing seems to deter Asher from doing the "right thing". The kid could never hurt a fly. Call him pathetic or call him a saint, it's just how he is.
Despite being so soft and sensitive, Asher is extremely good at keeping his emotions to himself, almost terrifyingly so. Don't get me wrong, things still get under his skin, but when they get there they stay there. Throughout his childhood he bottled things up so harshly that even when he got a stable life, he never learned to let it out. It's not that he won't show you he's hurt, or upset. It's just that he'll probably never tell you why.
Aside from all that, Asher is a pretty bubbly kid once you get to know him. Highschool besties and practical jokes are a thing of the past but that doesn't mean things can't be happy every now and then, and now that he's arrived in a seemingly safe space there's nothing stopping Asher from getting on track to "loosening up" a little.
TRAITS
Sensitive, Closed-Off, Innocent, Wimpy, Shy
Gentle, Kindhearted, Understanding, Patient, Optimistic
LIKES
Reading
Skipping rocks
His [adoptive] parents
Dogs
Pizza
Math
DISLIKES
Bananas
Selfish people
Being lied too
Mean jokes
Scary movies
Spiders
QUIRKS
Bites nails when nervous, snort-laughs, stutters when overwhelmed and/or panicked, lower lip trembles when he's about to cry.
He has an extreme love of dogs.
OTHER
Asher has Intermittent Asthma, which is basically a very mild form of asthma. He carries an inhaler but it doesn't often see the light of day.
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HISTORY
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BACKGROUND
Growing up, Asher never had quite the perfect life, but really, does anyone? His father was a raging alcoholic, leaving him and his mother the victim of his violent mood swings, which lead her to struggle with depression. The majority of his childhood was spent hiding in the closet with his dog, Georgie, whenever his father came home from the bar. Though his mom loved him, dealing with his father's abuse left her in a dark, dark place, and she was unfit to care for him. When he was six, a neighbor finally called a social worker and he was taken from his home and placed into the foster care system. Despite the terrible state his family was in, they had to drag him screaming and crying from the home, because he didn't know any better, and because his dog couldn't come with him.
It was a rough couple of years for Asher as he toughed it out in the foster care system; he was thrown into some pretty bad living situations, most being where the parents were only in it for money, thus treating him like crap for the duration of his stay. It wasn't much of an improvement, and he bounced from home to home for another five years. That was, until he ended up with a family in Quail Creek, South Carolina. Susan and Michael Witmore had been trying for a baby for years, but with no such luck. They were the first truly nice family he'd ever ended up with, and they cared for him like real parents should, something he'd never experienced before.
He began life in Quail Creek like a normal kid; he'd never made a friend up until Bernie, but luckily for him, a grape juice stain had never meant such a good thing. It wasn't long before he found he had feelings for her. She was just so.. gosh, she was so pretty. So perfect, and good, and her smile was so pure, and he just found himself in awe of her whenever she laughed. He did anything to make her laugh. But she never looked at him the same way, she never felt the same at all. It tore him up inside, but as long as they were friends, he was..okay. Sort of.
It went on like this for years; Ash attempting to make his feelings clear to Bernie, but never mustering up the confidence to actually tell her. Because he was quiet and polite, not to mention tiny, he was often picked on, but he always had Bernie to go to after a rough day.
Halfway through Freshman year the Witmore's filed to adopt Asher, and seeing that his mother had recently been re-admitted to rehab, and his father had just broken parole, the adoption went smoothly and Asher was officially a Witmore. Officially a part of a real family. The Witmore's had to do a bit of convincing to get Asher on board at first, because as toxic as his real parents were, they were still parents. He was just a kid, and it was hard for him to truly let them go. To celebrate, they even got him a dog, one that looked exactly like Georgie, thus he was deemed George. He'd honestly never felt like he belonged somewhere so strongly until then. Sadly, good things don't last forever.
After years of not being able to make his feelings clear for Bernie, she finally fell in love with someone else. Not only that, but it was the stupid football captain. He knew from the beginning that he was just toying with her; she didn't deserve that. It hurt so much, that after years of being friends with her, trying to get her attention, she fell in love so hard with such a douche bag. Asher tried to warn her, but she pushed him away every time. Feeling rejected and worthless, he stopped hanging out with her, and she didn't seem to mind.
In her stead, Asher made a new friend. Lucian. A bit of a prankster and troublemaker, but it was good for Asher to get out of his shell for once. It had been a fun filled few months with Lucian, hanging out in the library like he and Bernie used to do, pulling pranks, doing whatever boys do. Though the fact that Bernie had brushed him away so easily still hurt awfully, he did everything in his power to suppress his pain. Finally, he'd had enough. He spilled his guts to Bernie, confessed his love. And she rejected him. Then the next day, she was dead.
Asher didn't quite have a lot of time to dwell on his former best friend's suicide before the zombie apocalypse, but nonetheless, his behavior deteriorated bit by bit. The perfect child that Asher once was fell away so quickly his parents didn't know what was happening. They were at a loss with how to deal with him and his newfound emotional struggles, and presented him with a trip to Wyoming, where some distant family resided, as a way to get him out and about when Asher could hardly drag himself to school.
If things worked out well in Wyoming, and Asher improved, his parents planned to officially move there. This, of course, he did not know. He wasn't happy with their choice of vacation but he couldn't argue with them.
Things were quiet in Wyoming -- he felt lonlier then ever, but played pretend in front of his parents because he wasn't sure he could go back, even though Lucian was his friend and he'd never even said goodbye. Sure enough, they moved to Wyoming indefinitely and life began anew once more for Asher. But of course, nothing peaceful for Asher seemed to last very long.
They ran around Wyoming for quite some time once it hit them there, hopping from place to place, the fear never ceasing. First they went to stay with his father's parents, but they found their home trashed and bloodied, with no family in sight. Then they went to visit his brother -- but found only the remnants of his family too. He and his parents stayed alive because they were always scared, always on edge, constantly stressed and nervous and jumping at every noise.
When they were finally out of places to hide, Asher and his family camped out in many an abandoned house. In one house, they encountered a swarm of the undead, too many to fight off. His parents were pulled in and killed right in front of him. He managed to escape, only barely, covered in their blood. Asher wandered for a day or so, shaking, bloodied, starving and tired. Alone. He came across a farmhouse, and without even the strength to knock, collapsed on the front porch.
FAMILY
Frank Hall - Biological Father - Status Unknown
Laura Hall - Biological Mother - Status Unknown
Susan Witmore - Adoptive Mother - Deceased
Michael Witmore - Adoptive Father - Deceased
HOW THEY GOT TO FARLEY'S
After fleeing from place to place around Wyoming with his recently deceased parents, Asher eventually came across Farley's by accident, and being in such a state, passed out on their front porch. They, luckily, quickly found out he was actually not undead, not bitten, and took him in. That was last night, which makes Asher the newest resident at the ranch, and definetly one of the most unstable, currently at least.
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SKILLS:
Math -- Asher could be considered a human calculator in some aspects. He has a great head for math and back when things were normal, he tutored some kids around school.
Animals -- Asher seems to have something about him when it comes to animal care. Animals just seem to gravitate toward him. Though he has no experience on a farm, he could probably learn pretty quickly.
Computers -- Though he's no tech genius nor engineer, Asher always had quite the knack for working with computers and technology. He was a part of his school's programming club, and helped his technologically daft parents on a day-to-day basis.
Favourite Song: Creep - Radiohead
Favourite Food: Fried Chicken (or basically all things deep-fried)
Favourite Colour: Greyish blues
Preferred Work: Asher would do anything he's told if it means a safe place to stay, but he might be a bit too scrawny for manual labor.
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