Black Smoke Gang

SirBlazeALot

Seven Thousand Club
Black Smoke Gang



6346663d222564905657e28285101688.jpg
[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]A group lead by two vindictive twins known as Mikey and Marcy. When the apocalypse began, the twins had the same advantage they’d always had their entire lives: their affluence. While money is definitely worth nothing anymore, their great wealth granted them with the resources they’d need to start the apocalypse off right. Including but not limited to access to many vehicles, armed private security and bodyguards, and of course, several homes all over Unova packed with food and people to serve them.[/SIZE]




[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]It didn’t take long for the egotistical, greedy, and apathetic siblings to begin killing other groups for their shit. However, they were reckless, and even short sighted. Unlike The Nightmares, they didn’t begin to absorb the groups they robbed into their own until their numbers started decreasing due to the incompetence of many of their people. As a result, the twins began to demand the utmost in professionalism, referring to each of their survivors as employees and threatening them with being “fired”. AKA being beat to death.[/SIZE]


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]This still wasn’t enough, however. Even as their group grew and their members became more and more capable, they eventually realized that they couldn’t keep going on killing everyone forever. So they devised a new plan. A better plan. To rebuild society the way they always wanted it to be: debaucherous, deadly, and with the two of them sitting on top of the world as king and queen. Their vision would require other groups of survivors to supply them with basic needs while they sought out… more recreational materials.[/SIZE]


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]The group began to extort other groups by capturing their members and holding them for ransom in order to persuade them to fall in line. Their very first group to fall under their “employment” was NCMT, thanks to a young boy named Marth and coincidentally, Ellie, a nurse who already worked for them that just so happens to be the sister of NCMT’s medic Gabe. They’ve taken a barricaded courthouse in the center of Nimbasa as their base of operations. [/SIZE]


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Lead By:[/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px] Marcy[/SIZE]


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Second-In-Command:[/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px] None[/SIZE]


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Members:[/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px] Charles, Helga, Tyler, Shane, Bee, Steve, Lexi, Maalik, Dahlia, Squire, Lui and one misc. member (Tim) [/SIZE]


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Captives:[/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px] Marth, Lotus, Nikki, and Ellie[/SIZE]


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Missing: [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Mikey[/SIZE]
 
Last edited by a moderator:

Alexia Rayne
Luxray
 


c170c47cd96279b549ab88071f8d3f3d.jpg



Age:

19

Sex:



Female

Appearance:



Lexi is like a grenade, small and pint-sized yet deadly. The small girl stands at only 4'9, weighing 80 pounds. She has bright amber eyes, looking almost bright yellow, suiting her soft and feminine features and porcelain skin. She looks much younger than her age (though she acts nothing like it). Her clothing is normally gothic lolita-esque or pastel goth, though they might not look so adorable torn and covered in blood. For some odd reason, she likes tying random ribbons around her neck or her wrists and legs. Her hair is long and raven coloured, it is extremely unkempt and messy. Her hair isn't as long as the pictures, it is only up to her waist and tied back in pigtails with blue ribbons. Her shoes are combat boots, mainly to run and for comfort. For "fun", she has a tattooed small black heart below her left eye.

Group:

THE BLACK SMOKE GANG

Role:

Demolitionist...she likes to fuck shit up.







Relatives & Relationships:

Lexi is an only child, though she does have a family...somewhere? She is a bit promiscuous, having a slew of lovers of both genders, who knows what they're up to now? (Open to PM)

Skills:

Lexi is more intelligent than you think she is. Even though strength and size isn't her strong suit, she is extremely intelligent in that mad-scientist sociopath way. When she wants to be, Lexi is quite charming and persuasive, though it's rare that she does, unless it is to lie. Making up for her small stature is her ability to use technology for her benefit. She also knows how to control large hordes easily with bombs or with her truck. Lexi can make explosives out of almost anything and is fast and quick on her feet. She also has great aim, preferring knives or pistols instead of large, bulky machine guns.

Weapons & Equipment:

Lexi normally travels around in an large, red pick up truck. To fuel her vehicle, she must steal and coerce her way to getting gas. A small cat with a bright yellow star-shaped birthmark follows her around and is probably her most prized possession. Although the cat, Juliet, is totally harmless, the car is used to run over large hordes of zombies in a small amount of time or for travel purposes. Surprisingly, the car is pretty durable, running through so many hordes.

Lexi carries around a Swiss Army backpack, stolen from a group of survivors back in the day. She also has small little widgets and knick-knacks for making explosives such as screws, wires, toxic chemicals in airtight little vials (emergencies only). In that bag, she also has a set of throwing knives and a mini pistol along with a small amount of food, water and other essentials. Since Lexi does not like to be weighed down, her backpack is lightweight and easy to carry around.


Personality:

Lexi is a total hedonistic bitch. She adores and utterly seeks out pleasure, whether it be from killing, sex, or drugs and alcohol. To be clear, she is not a psychopath, nor has any medically recorded mental illness, Lexi simply has no guilt or remorse over her actions and loves to enjoy herself. Lexi is spoiled and reckless, doing whatever she wants whenever she wants. It's hard for her to stay loyal. Whenever she is killing zombies or people, or just fucking shit up, she has an eerie, child-like giggle. Even though her cute demeanor stopped working once her hedonistic tendencies came to the surface, Lexi loves to act cute and cuddly, which if her true self was never revealed, would work extremely well. She is an expert actress, knowing how to switch from cute and innocent, to a heartless killer. Lexi loves to flirt, and will shamelessly do so even in the middle of a zombie apocalypse.

Her true self is child-like and youthful, while still intelligent and calculating. Lexi loves to mess with people, and likes to playfully throw in a few book quotes or riddles. To her, it's just a simple game of whether you survive or die. She knows full well that everyone will lose this "battle" eventually, so why decide to discipline or behave herself? Lexi doesn't love or trust easily, and isn't too gullible or stubborn either. She is too independent and fun-loving for her own good. She would much rather work alone. Lexi gets bored very quickly and would blow someone up just for fun, her emotions have the ability to rise and fall drastically, so better not approach her in the wrong moodset. She can easily adapt to her surroundings and move around, getting used to change. Despite what most people think, Lexi doesn't like owing people, she'd rather just kill them before they would be able to do anything for her, but will normally save them once or twice if she thinks "they're interesting to have around". Lexi has the ability to love, she just doesn't know how, having repressed every emotion except for pleasure or anger.

History:

Alexia Rayne Castelli de Piazza, or just Alexia Rayne was born into a rich and ruthless Italian family. Her parents lived high demanding lifestyles, never having time for the poor girl. Though she never sees her parents all that often, like every other rich girl, she was pampered to eventually live a powerful and influential life. Even with her sheltered upbringing, she was a pretty okay kid, nothing like how she is now. As a child being privately tutored, she showed premature signs of being "gifted", advancing her skills much earlier and faster than the average kid. Consequently, this led to her parents shipping her off to a private boarding school full of kids as rich or as smart as she was. Lexi was never that close towards her parents, so no sentimental goodbyes were exchanged between them. Think of this situation, hundreds of genius, rich kids together in a private boarding school without their parents for a majority of their life. Yup, some messed up shit is going to happen. Alexia practically lost her innocence in this school, drinking, doing drugs, having sex, basically having the time of her life. Because of their kid's excelling in academics and normally their parent's power, the teachers and authority figures couldn't do anything about it. They were afraid of tainting the school's famed reputation, therefore letting Alexia and the other kids do what they wanted for a whole four years.

Since she was a part of the famous boarding school, she recieved a scholarship to a top university in Castelia City to study. Lexi had always been interested in technology and chemistry, leading her into making bombs out of simple materials off of the ground, or even to hacking the university computers. Of course, Lexi hasn't learned anything from boarding school except how to lie and charm your way out of a situation. So that's what she did and gotten away with. That was, until the zombies raided her university. Castelia City was a largely urban region, so Alexia easily found parts for building a bomb in the ruins and nuked some zombies, even shooting and stabbing some for "fun". Running to her nearest vehicle, a red pick up truck already full of gas, Alexia quickly got in and drove as fast as she could. Shockingly, a small kitten emerged out of one of the cup compartments, purring against the petite girl. Lexi immediately took to the kitten without any sort of logical reason. Sooner or later, Lexi and Juliet became inseparable, killing zombies and people together. Now, the both of them are beginning to make their way into Join Avenue, and later, Nimbasa.

Other:
primadonna

 
Last edited by a moderator:


Marissa "Marcy" Eña
Mightyena



6346663d222564905657e28285101688.jpg





Age:

27

Sex:

Female

Appearance:

Marcy is rather tall, standing at five feet and ten inches, but to mention a couple more due to a love of heels. Marcy doesn't get to wear them during the apocalypse, however. She does prefer clothing that shows off her form, even in the face of an apocalypse. Hell, she can rock sexy camo or black lace like nobody's business. She has long black and white hair , just like her brother's, falling in the most seductive way. Her eyes are a bright crimson on addition to two sets of black stripes on her chest between her breasts. Other than that, Marcy has no other tattoos. Marcy is a woman of a nearly perfect figure, with a flat stomach, voluptuous chest, and wide hips, but with a tiny waist that had obviously been modified via corsets. Everything else appears to be natural, however.

Group:

Black Smoke Gang

Relatives & Relationships:

Marcy is Mikey Eña's twin sister, and they are very close.

Skills:

Marcy is great at lying and seduction. She's a rather accomplished sadist, preferring to use the perfect mix of pain and pleasure to get information out of people. Marcy's skills lie in her cunning rather than her actual strength and fighting capabilities. She's able to pick locks, silently steal belongings, blackmail others and put on a cocktail party facade at all times. Not to Mikey's extent, but Marcy is quite capable at acting fearless and sexy at the same time.

Role:

Second in command

Weapons & Equipment:

Marcy carries—at all times—a spring-loaded taser,

a morning star (not the flail kind),

a switchblade butterfly knife,

and a small grenade launcher (that also doubles as a rocket launcher when all the pieces are assembled together) with her.

Personality:

The first thing people see in Marcy is that she is basically the bold and brazen female Mikey. On the outside, she's flirty and sarcastic, likes to talk and lives to gossip. Even though she seems like a social butterfly, Marcy isn't the type of person to be mistaken as kind or caring as most people have found out. Marcy looks dangerous and mysterious in an elusive Catwoman way, and one could say that people are more afraid of interacting with her than they are with Mikey. She takes pleasure in hurting others she doesn't care for. In truth, Marcy is very sly, and sometimes caustic, as well as quite cold and calculating. This is her true self that she doesn't show in the face of enemy gangs or even the other members of the BSG. Marcy isn't as extreme as Mikey is and thinks about the future more often than he does. She's eloquent and quite skilled at the arts of seduction and coercion.

Despite her awfully extroverted demeanor, she is actually far less peppy and flirty. She is more of the the person to befriend you, and then stab you in the back with little to no remorse. When around her twin brother, she tends to be a lot more genuine and thoughtful. Mikey is the only other person that she cares for and if he gets hurt, Marcy will stop at nothing to avenge him sevenfold (see what I did there?). Around others, it just depends on the situation, being whether or not her composure will be negative or positive. She is the ruthless type of person to organize a plan, while her brother puts it all into motion.

History:

Even though Marissa "Marcy" Eña was the younger twin (BY TWO MINUTES OKAY), she had equally high aspirations in life as her brother, Micheal, had for himself. As a pampered young girl, Marcy used to surround herself with powerful adults and the only person she had around her age was Mikey. They were the typical twin stereotype, they could always seem to finish each other's sentences, could tell when the other seemed to be in trouble and always covered up each other's stupid little pranks. As a result, most of her friends at school happened to be Mikey's friends that got to know her a little bit better. She was quite mature for her age and read at a higher level than most kids her age. For the most part, Marcy was just a typical middle school/elementary school student.

In high school, the twins were like the Plastics, popular, attractive and powerful. Marcy loved the attention and she loved the power that she had over teenage boys and adult men in general being much more mature and well, developed. Puberty hit her hard, like that cliche when someone gets run over by a car and gets superpowers. That was her, except the superpowers were her model-like looks and perfect body. This had garnered even more sensual power over the school. Her grades are phenomenal, and Marcy became spoiled and cold, even becoming cold and cunning. The twin even became snarky and savage as hell towards her teachers and people that she didn't find intelligent. Marcy was also the type of girl to date richer, old men for short periods of time. She even had a modelling career on the side to spice up her resume.

Rather than being so tuned in on numbers, she took more of a logical and artistic approach to life after high school. She had also wanted to lead and influence people, but in a totally different sense. Instead of by numbers, she took an approach to language, using highly academic forms of vocabulary to sway people her way, similarly to a dictator. Despite this, Marcy had followed her brother in the world in business. She felt that her and Mikey just worked better together. And Marcy was right. Due to her forward-thinking nature, she preferred to stay behind the scenes, gather information and think of their next step. The girl had a hawklike sight when it came to information and languages. When the war broke out, Marcy and her brother had banded together, sticking together like siblings.

Other:


light of my life, fire of my loins

 
Last edited by a moderator:
[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]♠ Helga Hundoom ♠[/SIZE]


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px](Houndoom)[/SIZE]


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]♠ Age ♠[/SIZE]


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]26[/SIZE]


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]♠ Sex ♠[/SIZE]


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Female[/SIZE]


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]♠ Appearance ♠[/SIZE]


209289_1388289668147_full.png



[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Helga stands at 5'6. She has dark hair and soulless piercing red eyes that rarely ever express any emotion other than indifference or lust.. Her skin is pasty white, though she develops some pretty noticeable tan lines from spending quite a bit of time in the sun. To add to her emotionless disposition, a muffler typically covers the lower half of her face, making her lips a rare sight.Despite the fact that her picture has an eyepatch, Helga does not wear an eyepatch. She has both eyes.[/SIZE]


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]♠ Group ♠[/SIZE]


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Black Smoke Gang[/SIZE]


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]♠ Relatives & Relationships ♠[/SIZE]


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Tyler Florrens:[/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px] They knew each other before the world went to shit, and when it did, they were in the same group before it was hi-jacked by Mikey, Marcy, and Bee. She enjoys fucking with him almost as much as she enjoys fucking with Ellie.[/SIZE]


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Ellie Laidens:[/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px] Ellie is Helga's favorite chew toy. Now that Ellie has been made into more of a prisoner than a member, Helga is beside herself with ideas of how to torment the poor nurse.[/SIZE]


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Dr. Charles Lurie:[/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px] [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Now that she’s found Charles’ brother Laurence, Helga is expecting candy for life from Charles. Their relationship is quite similar to an actual dog and it’s master. Helga has to expect him to give her candy whenever she does a favor for him. Since she’s yet to been proven wrong, operant conditioning has really come to define her views toward him.[/SIZE]


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Mikey & Marca Eña: [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]There isn’t a single order from the twins that Helga would refuse. She has complete faith in them and their mission. Unlike her relationship with Charles which can be described as more of a “dog and master” type of deal, her relationship with Mikey and Marcy is more like a relationship a wolf would have toward its alpha wolf. She respects their power and is endlessly loyal to them due to their effective leadership.[/SIZE]


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Lui Giovani:[/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px] Helga sees him as a bit of an odd ball due to two things: 1. He isn’t very easy for her to intimidate, and 2. Despite the rumors about her violent sexual taste, he still wants to bang her. Never one to give away her leverage over others, she teases him with the prospect of actually getting in her pants, but she doesn’t actually intend to do so.[/SIZE]


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]♠ Skills ♠[/SIZE]


  • [SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Sharpshooting[/SIZE]

  • [SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Stealthily Sneaking Around[/SIZE]

  • [SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Tracking[/SIZE]

  • [SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Torturing others for information or intimdation[/SIZE]

  • [SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Hunting[/SIZE]

  • [SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Scouting and obtaining intel[/SIZE]



[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]♠ Role ♠[/SIZE]


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Scout, Hunter, &  Dungeon Master:[/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px] Helga does a lot for the twins. She could be considered one of their top lieutenants due to her efficiency and flexibility. Usually Helga’s the one to tip off the group about other more vulnerable groups and dangerous groups. In the wilds, she can hunt for food without damaging the parts people actually want to eat by nailing a headshot. When the group was first starting out, her role as Dungeon Master is more of a reward granted to her by the twins for a job well done: a chance to use and abuse whoever survives a BSG attack. Now that the BSG has a capture before killing protocol however, Helga’s role as Dungeon Master has become a legitimate one. Her name is used as a sort of boogeyman for prisoners who misbehave.[/SIZE]


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]♠ Weapons & Equipment ♠[/SIZE]




[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]♠ Personality ♠[/SIZE]


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Helga comes off as quiet, reserved, well mannered, and evenly tempered. For the most part, she is all of these things, but her respectable demeanor is offset by her extreme sadistic tendencies. She enjoys causing both physical and mental pain to others. Her attitude is oddly childish, but also rebellious in nature. If you don't automatically command respect from her, then you'll never gain it. Helga is no bark, and all bite. She isn't one to brag about her abilities, but she is confident enough to never answer questions with "I guess," or "Maybe" or "Kind of." Rather, she tends to use definite speech, such as "I know", "Yes", and "Definitely".[/SIZE]


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]She'll do just about anything for candy or any other type of sweet. She is the first of the gang to claim the sweets whenever they find any. Speaking of the gang, Helga acts rather mannish around them. She figures that in order to assert oneself and get what you need around such ruffians, one must be tough as nails. Though not completely devoid of her own emotions, she is numb to the feelings of others. Though she shows great loyalty to the Black Smoke Gang, if things ever went south, she's already decided that she'll kill them all.[/SIZE]


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Helga enjoys wounding people's egos just as much as she enjoys wounding their bodies. She speaks in a deadpan voice, and is often morbidly honest. Her sense of humor is dark and mischievous, and often times the “jokes” she considers to be funny are at someone else’s expense.[/SIZE]


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]♠ History ♠[/SIZE]


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Helga was born into a normal family. Her mother divorced her father when she was young and later remarried. At first, Helga was living with her mother, her new husband, and her new step brother. Though the blended family had a rough start, the children eventually grew to love each other. I mean that they literally fell in love as young teens. Afraid that the kids would end up banging each other all the time, Helga was forced to move in with her father.[/SIZE]


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]It was around this time that the girl began to act out. She would disobey just about everything her father said, talk back to teachers, and start fights on campus. Feeling that she needed some kind of release, her father wanted to enroll her in some kind of sport. After trying various martial arts and boxing, the girl found her passion in hunting. Helga developed a talent for both shooting and tracking in her younger years, and being allowed to kill things gave her an outlet to release her anger and remain even-tempered. [/SIZE]


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]When the plague spread, Helga's father was among the first to be infected, and he was also Helga's first zombie kill. It was rough, but it made her numb enough to commit all future kills, living or dead. Naturally, she saw two options: become the predator or become the prey. She was among the founding members of the Black Smoke Gang and began her career as a raider without question as soon as the twins arrived. Her primary job in the guild is to track other survivors for the gang to rob. After tracking a group, she will gauge their worth and return to the gang to lead the rest of the raiders to them. Or, sometimes she will capture scavengers and torture them until they lead the gang back to their group. [/SIZE]


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]♠ Other ♠[/SIZE]

 
Last edited by a moderator:
× Mikey Eña ×


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px](Mightyena)[/SIZE]


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]× Age ×[/SIZE]


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]27[/SIZE]


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]× Sex ×[/SIZE]


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Male[/SIZE]


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]× Appearance ×[/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px] [/SIZE]


Mightyeana.jpg



[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Mikey is an even 6 ft. and quite the lanky individual. His dark mane is long, wild, and typically contained in a ponytail. His eyes are a deep shade of red. However, Mikey’s most astonishing physical trait is the sound of his voice. It’s low and buttery, yet oddly soothing when the maniacal leader is calm and at ease. But when angered or sometimes just terribly excited it can become guttural and demonic. Mikey typically wears the black suit to the left, the outfit to the right is more like something he’d wear when it’s hot out. [/SIZE]


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]× Group ×[/SIZE]


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]The Black Smoke Gang[/SIZE]


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]× Relatives & Relationships ×[/SIZE]


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Marcy Eña:[/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px] Mikey’s twin sister and Co-Leader of the gang. She’s the only person he loves and thus the only person above his three strikes rule. Marcy is also the only person he has complete and total faith in. They’re closer than a brother and sister should ever be, as the nature of their relationship is incestuous. This is a secret to most, but seeing as how they act around each other, few people would be surprised to learn their “secret”.[/SIZE]


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Dr. Charles Lurie:[/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px] Mikey considers the Doctor to be a good friend due to their mutual understanding of their symbiotic relationship. Mikey isn't afraid to admit how important the Doctor is to the team and protects him as if he were made out of solid gold. Charles, or Charlie as he likes to call him, receives very special treatment. Mikey even allowed his younger brother Laurence into the group without an in depth interview.[/SIZE]


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Nikki Tales: [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Mikey has an obsession with breaking the fox's spirit. He is needlessly cruel to Lotus because he knows how much it hurts her. This is mostly due to threats that she made toward Marcy. [/SIZE]


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Maalik Uende:[/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px] The boss man recruited Maalik due to his young and impressionable brain. He’s hoping to mold him into a completely loyal and willing goon. To Mikey, he’s a bit like a son, which means that he rewards him well and has a bit more patience with him. However it also means that his disciplinary actions toward the boy are more severe. [/SIZE]


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]× Skills ×[/SIZE]


  • [SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Charisma[/SIZE]

  • [SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Highly logical[/SIZE]

  • [SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Diabolical sense of business and the human psyche[/SIZE]

  • [SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Mathematical Mastery[/SIZE]

  • [SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Strategizing[/SIZE]



[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]× Role ×[/SIZE]


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Co-CEO:[/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px] He's the team leader. What else is there to say? He makes his expectations clear and if they're not met, employees will face disciplinary action. If they are, then he'll reward them. He uses his big ol’ brain to keep track of everything the group owns and divies up the supplies accordingly. Though his job is mostly keeping everything and everyone in check to make sure things are running efficiently, he isn't afraid to go out and get his hands dirty himself. [/SIZE]


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]× Weapons & Equipment ×[/SIZE]




[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]× Personality ×[/SIZE]


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Mikey is a suave, smooth talking business man. Prior to the apocalypse, Mikey was able to close any deal, and sell any product. He has a brilliant mind capable of connecting the dots between emotions and economics. Mikey is an enterprising man who sees the world in terms of methods and results. To him, the methods leading to a desired result aren’t important in the sense of morality. All he cares about is whether or not his methods will lead to an undesirable result, and if prevention of such an outcome would be possible. He is an extreme realist, and sees little room for sympathy in this new world, or even in the world before it. Quick to adapt and strong willed, his ambition fuels his actions and decisions. He isn't worried about survival, he desires to earn back his cushy and decadent lifestyle. All that matters to him is being on top of the world. Though there are fighters more skilled than he is, his weapons are the art of persuasion, extortion, and a barbed wire baseball bat to the face.[/SIZE]


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Oddly enough, the gang leader has a whimsical and even friendly demeanor. He is cordial to most, and often throws people off guard with his extreme outbursts. His temper is always in check however, rarely does he ever let anyone rile him up. Whenever he does blow up on someone, it’s always intentional, and he’ll return to his normal cheery self as if it never happened. He's very touchy, often going in for unwelcome hugs, rubbing shoulders, touching faces, all that shit. Mikey is fiercely organized and categorizes everything. Fellow gang members are his employees, good employees get a raise, but some have to be "fired." Other survivors can be one of three things: a resource to be plundered, a product to be sold, or an "outsourcing branch." A self proclaimed "man of poetry" Mikey loves to speak, and he loves making other people listen even more. He tends to be very theatrical, after all, presentation builds the reputation of "the company."[/SIZE]


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]× History ×[/SIZE]


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Michael Eña was born into the good life. Both of his parents were highly successful, and their affluence allowed their predator-like twins to attend the finest institutions for the entirety of his life. As a child, Mikey always had a love for math and the purity of numbers. Unlike people, numbers are definite, infinite, and if you could master them the world was would be yours. As he grew older, Mikey began to develop the gift of the graft: to use the power of numbers to influence people. Mikey grew to become a very successful businessman and investor, and his life of luxury continued into adulthood. There was nothing he couldn't have and no one he couldn't persuade. He even landed in Forbes Magazine a few times.  [/SIZE]


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Then the apocalypse struck. The first few weeks were the bloodiest, as most would tell you. Mikey considers himself to be extremely lucky, as he was "given the opportunity" to study zombies and find out what made them tick thanks in part to being in the know while most people struggled in the dark for information about the infected. His affluence even granted him and his sister a private military. While most people were losing hope, Mikey was steadily beginning to enjoy himself in this new and lawless land. However, hope that society would be rebuilt crumbled, and Mikey’s money became worthless. To make matters worse, many of the members of his private army went AWOL, taking vehicles and weapons with them. As soon as this occurred, he and Marcy killed the rest in their sleep and took all that they had left and began to search for people that were more desperate.[/SIZE]


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Using his excellent nose for people, he gathered a few of the worst people he could possibly find, eventually hijacking another group and earning three of his first long term employees, Helga, Samuel, and Tyler. After giving them the "business pitch" he assembled the group of raiders and so began the long and fun-filled journey of robbing and killing people. It was easy come, easy go. All they found, all they kept. With a strict no-nonsense policy, the best employees were given a majority of the supplies. People who fucked up or tried to betray the gang got "fired." The tradition started when Mikey discovered the bat in one of the camps they’d raided after one of their foes beat one of his employees to death with it. Mikey watched as the enemy did so, not bothering to shoot until the man had finished. It was then that he decided the bat would never be used for zombies. Only on the living. [/SIZE]


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]The gang only became more prosperous as time went on. However, Mikey knew that their actions wouldn’t breed longevity. Best case scenario, if they continued as a successful group of plunderers, there’d eventually be no one else to plunder. So he decided to rebrand the group into a sort of zombie apocalypse mob. In exchange for protection from zombies, other raiders, and BSG itself, the gang has begun to collect supplies from other groups, starting with NCMT. Currently, he and the gang are shacking up in a fortified courthouse in Nimbasa City. [/SIZE]


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]× Other ×[/SIZE]



 
 
Last edited by a moderator:
Dahlia Slade


{Duskull}


 
rZCHrd1.png



[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Age:[/SIZE]


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Seventeen[/SIZE]


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Sex:[/SIZE]


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Female[/SIZE]


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Appearance:[/SIZE]


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Dahlia is a young woman with a height averaging your average child's, standing at a whopping 4'8 when risen to her full height. She's pretty thick for her height, weighing in at around 110, so her figure is really that of one hella chubby bunny kid. Her skin is vaguely grey, and she has pretty freaky eyes with a black sclera and a red iris and pupil. Her primary accessory is a cracked skull headdress, pinned and poised perfectly upon the crown of her hellish mass of black hair, which becomes a lighter, dusty auburn near the tips. Her garb is conservative and fairly ridiculous, like one of the freaky goth lolita chicks on tumblr. she's got a cute face that's typically marred by an unsettling smile, lips about the same shade as her face, simply more plump and glossy.[/SIZE]


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Group:[/SIZE]


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Black Smoke Gang[/SIZE]


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Relatives & relationships:[/SIZE]


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]aamina, the caregiver--{missing in action}[/SIZE]


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Skills:[/SIZE]


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]resourceful[/SIZE]


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]quickly adapting[/SIZE]


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]...crafty[/SIZE]


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Role:[/SIZE]


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]"plague doctor"[/SIZE]


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]not a trustworthy pharmacologist[/SIZE]


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]maker and dispenser of the fun times medicine[/SIZE]


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]she makes drugs was that not clear[/SIZE]


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Weapons & Equipment:[/SIZE]

KeQSogm.jpg



[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Personality:[/SIZE]


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Dahlia seems much like one of those freaky occultists who likely prayed to Cthulhu for this hellish zombie fate to befall the earth, and in a way, that's not quite wrong. She sorta gets off on creeping people out, enjoys the thrills of causing trouble and being disliked, and is [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]adoring [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]all this zombie nonsense. She finds it enthralling. energized by the arcane and never seemingly spooked, she keeps her cool in some pretty bad situations, but she's strange enough to put some people off. She has a perpetual, childlike sense of curiosity and glee, and is always quite eager to please! Unless, of course, you've done something to gain her ire. When spited, many of her talents can be used to bring some poor, unfortunate soul to absolute [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]ruin.[/SIZE]


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]History:[/SIZE]


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Dahlia was raised by a [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]conwoman[/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px] (known by a myriad of aliases, but referred to as [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]aamina [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]by dahlia), thus bringing her into a life of crime from a fairly early age. They ran a myriad of shady businesses together, dahlia as a young psychic and her caretaker as her medium to the [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]"other world," [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]and they swiftly gained a notable reputation, a rallying of followers, and some notable naysayers. When business was slow, Dahlia would practice her hand in the creation of products they referred to as [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]potions, [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]but they were truly just interesting and likely deadly concoctions created that were [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]"supposed to bring the user closer to heaven."[/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px] They kept this charade up for a good while, often transferring cities before any heat could befall them. When the outbreak began, however, is when karma began to bite back. Believers began saying it would be fine, that Dahlia could fix it all---but there was a slight issue. At the first sign of trouble, aamina left without a word, leaving Dahlia to fend for herself. Granted, it involved a lot of escaping her former “business” for new frontiers, but she has. Oh, yes she has.[/SIZE]


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Other:[/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px] Fuck you cuh.[/SIZE]



[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Created by mikko, edited and played now by Lotusy.[/SIZE]
 
Last edited by a moderator:
Tyler Florrens


(Typhlosion)


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Age: [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]24[/SIZE]


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Sex:[/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px] Male[/SIZE]


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Appearance:[/SIZE]


7U8mhQj.jpg



[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Tyler is 5'8" and 140 pounds. He has blue-black hair, tanned skin, and dark red eyes. He’s lightly muscled from all the running away he does, but you usually can’t see it. What is more visible are signs of stress like pale skin, bulging veins, and nervous expression due to the constant state of fear he lives in.[/SIZE]


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Group: [/SIZE]


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Black Smoke Gang[/SIZE]


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Relatives & Relationships: [/SIZE]


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Acquaintance of Helga Hundoom from pre-apocolypse, [/SIZE]


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Friend of Samuel Pertwee, [/SIZE]


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]“Employee” of Mikey Eña,[/SIZE]


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Prankee(?) of Shane.[/SIZE]


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Skills: [/SIZE]


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Running, hiding, escaping, being quiet, surprisingly strong for his build, finding hidden things[/SIZE]


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Role: [/SIZE]


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Scout/Scavenger[/SIZE]


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Weapons & Equipment:[/SIZE]


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Pictures are missing, so we'll just say a lighter and a handgun for now.[/SIZE]


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Personality: [/SIZE]


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Tyler is a coward through and through. He's only survived in the Black Smoke Gang this long because he's so good at what he does. The idea of them leaving him to die when someone better comes along, as with what happened to a friend of his from before the Apocalypse, leads him to become the best at what he does and always trying to scavenge the best stuff for the group so that they don't think about leaving or killing him. He’s very easily spookable, and jumps at almost every small sound - which is good for being a scout, but bad for having a healthy heart. Tyler very selfish and cares almost nothing for most of the others. He has mixed feelings about Helga, though it’s mostly a mix of “How far can I run away from her?” and “Oh god, is she behind me?” Mikey unnerves Tyler greatly, but he tries his hardest to impress his boss, leading to some courageous activities one wouldn’t expect from Tyler.[/SIZE]


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]History: [/SIZE]


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Tyler was diagnosed as being a mild sociopath from an early age and through school had very few friends. Tyler got into crime even before the Apocalypse, starting with petty crime like shoplifting. He soon worked his way up to arson and gang activities. When the Apocalypse hit he started a small gang with some of his friends. This group soon got hijacked by some truely psychopathic individuals. The last of his friends (apart from Helga, but let's be honest, she doesn't really care about anyone else) had his arm cut off and was left behind when Charles joined the group. Tyler is terrified that he'll be next. His job is to scout out the areas that the Gang will be staying in to find groups of zombies for the fighters to clear out and scavenge everything useful.[/SIZE]


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Other: [/SIZE]


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Fuck you cuh, with singing zombies included.[/SIZE]


https://youtu.be/lNtxkmFpWWk


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Created by RiddleWrappedEnigma, edited and played now by Lotusy.[/SIZE]
 
/monthly_2016_04/02Charles.png.1f8b199e8e5a129aa141deb004b79365.png/monthly_2016_04/02Charles.png.1f8b199e8e5a129aa141deb004b79365.pngCharles Lurie


(Chandelure)


34


Male


6'2"


134 lbs


BlackSmoke Gang


Relatives & Relationships:


Mikey: Respected Leader, Equal, 'Friend'; Charles will always defer to Mikey's judgement and he's one of the only member's doesn't sass, and is the only person he allowed to call him 'Charlie'.


Lotus: An odd weakness in his heart, was a friend for a little while :( Doesn't want to care for the girl, and yet can't help but feel some concern.


Helga: If not an equal, then definitely not someone to cross. Charles usually seeks ways to win favor with Helga just because it never hurts to be on the women's 'not hated' side. He feels that in a sense, they're comrades.


Bee: Tolerable pokemon being; he appreciates her company sometimes and finds her to be a capable shooter. Wouldn't trust her with his life but would depend on her in a mission.


Steve: Intolerable Pokemon being; can't stand the way he flirts with everyone. Has also used for sex once just to see if that would help him get over the Luke and Lotus ordeal... it didn't.


Lexi: Unsure of at the moment, tolerated for now


Sam: That guy he saved from the gang and then replaced


Nikki: Unsure how to take her beyond a woman that made the wrong choices. Growing to despise the woman because her choices cause Lotus pain.


Luke: A man who held him hostage, and who he killed though he didn't really want to.


Has probably dealt with a few other people as their surgeon/doctor


Has a younger Brother: Laurence; Status is unknown to Charles. The man keeps a simple journal where he writes his 'letter' to Laurence once every week and though he knows it's illogical to care about a boy who may be gone, if he didn't care at all he wouldn't be continuing his weekly letters.


Sewing/Stitching/Mending, Amputating, Minor Surgeries (Major Surgeries with Proper Equipment)


Doctor


Weapons & Equipment


Medkit equipped with Plenty of Needles, Gauze, Thread, and a Lighter


Baseball Bat from his College Days


PSS Silent Pistol


Swiss Army Knife


Personality


Cruel. Cruel... or perhaps heartless is what the average person would call Charles. But he sees himself as purely logical. Everything has to make logical sense- one of the things that does is that when it's survival of the fittest, knocking out the weak is just doing nature's job for it. Are they playing God? No, not at all. They never kill anyone without absolutely necessity (like, for say, if they keep fighting back). He is also exceptionally snarky and likes cracking jokes in poor taste; though nowadays any joke has some sense of morbid humor. Back before the world went to shit, though, Charles was the type who would say the wrong things at the wrong times-not purposely. But if he had a patient that wasn't going to make it, he outright said it- he never broke it to anyone gently. Death was a part of life after all. You can't have one without the other.


Charles is very analytical, very observant, and if he finds a single weakness in anyone he immediately turns his nose up at them (unless they are superior on the hierarchy of ranks. He has some manners and respect for those above him... namely Mikey and Marcy). He has a bit of a superiority complex and he doesn't even bother trying to hide it. A doctor in a zombie apocalypse is a rare and important find, after all. Even if he irritates those around him, Charles has the utmost confidence they'll just keep putting up with him because he could very well be the difference between life and death. And they know it.


History


You ever hear those stories when, while a mother is in term, discovers that having the child puts her life at risk? That was the case with Charle's mother; she found out about a third of the way into the pregnancy that if she had him it was very likely she would not survive for very long afterwards. She had been desiring a child for her husband for so long, though, that she decided it was well worth the risk. And so a week after his birth, Charle's mother passed on into the next life.


He often heard stories of the man his father had been when his mother was still alive, but that is not the man Charles grew up with. He grew up with a man who loved yet despised him for all he stood for. On the one hand, Charles was the product of his father and his mother, something his father loved. Charles also took after his mom in Pokemon attributes and he looked very much the way she had, even growing his hair long the way she had had it. On the other hand, it was because of Charles that the man's wife was gone and that hurt. So Charles grew up with a sort of 'Hot n Cold' relationship with his father. Some days his father doted on him, took him out for ice cream, and bought him any book he desired. On other days he received the cold shoulder from his father, being shut out from the man.


Over time Charles' father found another woman to be with and though Charles didn't love her as a mother, he at least respected her. She made his father happy, afterall, and that's all Charles wanted. And then there was another child that came with the woman; a step-brother for Charles (though strangers usually couldn't tell because they both looked enough alike). He really didn't know how to feel. Laurence and Marie were new and with that came new relationships that he had never had before. As the years progressed, Charles was an invisible support for his younger brother. He was there when the boy needed him, helped him whenever he saw the boy struggling.. but he had grown such a habit of shutting himself away from others that he spent more time with his books then he did Laurence. Whenever they were out, however, he would refer to Laurence as his brother, no mention of being step brothers, and would happily speak about Laurence's achievements of which he seemingly had all memorized. When he won a substantial scholarship and went off to college he cut contact with everyone but Laurence and his brother could always look forward to a letter from Charles every Thursday about college life as well as tips to any of Laurence's questions. He also made it to Laurence's baseball games whenever the chance arose(baseball was a common love between the two), and invited the boy to come visit him on certain weekends in his apartment in the city. The only show of his continued love for his father was that he became a doctor; a last hurrah to show his old man his life wasn't a waste. Charles was on his way to being one of the more renowned surgeons and life was tolerable for the logical man.


When the plague hit, at first Charles was cursing the world for causing this. Afterwards though, he began to question that perhaps this was started to pick out the strong from the weak. And Charles was strong; he was a survivor. It wasn't long before he ran into a gang that was ready to rob him blind and leave him for dead. He quickly used his expertise to win them over, however, when they were attacked by zombies in the midst of the robbery and Charles was able to amputate an arm of one of the gang and save their life. Not that they were much use anymore.... in fact they were left behind, Charles taking their place and their bike. Still, he had shown them their capabilities. In return they kept him safe, provided him with a gun, and taught him how to shoot. Charles rarely ever goes on raids, but when he does he feels no guilt nor shame because if these people weren't strong enough to fight back then they didn't deserve to live in his eyes. His only goal right now is to survive to the next day, and perhaps begin seeking out a true safe haven. He's also curious about what happened to his brother... was he strong enough to survive or did the sickness take him as well?


Other


The zombies really disgust Charles, more than anything else. Even if he finds them to be a way for nature to purge itself of weakness, he finds their very existence to be revolting and takes pleasure in destroying them.


He has a softness for intelligent children like Lotus and his own brother Laurence.


Charles Against the World
 
Last edited by a moderator:
/monthly_2016_04/03Steve.jpg.451c05a27d91e3e29f9b3237d4e61a67.jpgSteve Ollie Ped


(Scolipede)


23


Male


6'


Black Smoke Gang


Relatives & Relationships:


Maalik- A new friend of Steves. Found the kid out, presumably on his own. Brought him into BSG in hopes of winning favor for finding a new person and has found the boy a bit odd but amusing and very helpful.


Lilly- Found her absolutely irresistible and took advantage of her silence. Has an odd soft spot for her, though that doesn't stop him from going after other girls- she's always at the back of his mind.


Lexi- Wants to bed; has enjoyed sassy discussions with and wants to put that snarky mouth against his to see if it's kisses are as playful as it's words. Has an odd kind of respect for Lexi and she is his favorite of the BSG though she only just started.


Marcy- Tried to tempt into bed; was ignored. She seems to enjoy teasing him which makes Steve rather sad. Doesn't refrain from enjoying the body she shows off and if he had the chance, he would definitely tap that.


Mikey- Tried to tempt into bed; not even noticed He wonders if he should have shouted 'I'll let you fuck me' but then stops to wonder if that would have gotten him killed... Still wouldn't turn Mikey down if the man showed interest though he only seems to have interest in Marcy(Steve does not find that interest romantic, though; merely sisterly... he hasn't caught on yet).


Helga- Never messed with because he values his balls. She seems the type to be into whips and the like and Steve isn't one who really enjoys pain so he'll find his partner elsewhere.


Skills:


Being Great in Bed


Being a generally nice Guy


Role: Scavenger, Fighter


Weapons & Equipment:


Twin Blades


Hunting Rifle (something he uses for pleasure because it's impractical)


Personality:


To call Steve a player is putting things nicely. He's one of the biggest flirt there is. But he really enjoys the company of others, especially when those others enjoy spending time in his bed. Doesn't matter if it's a woman or man, young or a bit older, if he can get a moment of consent- or argue to himself that they consent, he's going to have his fun. And with a body like his who can say no, after all?


Respectful of those he should fear, Steve is careful never to overstep boundaries. When he does, though, because he does, he tries to cover his tracks- does things he can't be traced back or tied down with. He's smart, despite his air headed appearance, and often uses it for his own gain.


History:


Steve's family life? Typical... he had a hard working mother and father and a younger brother that drove him up the wall. The interesting part came to what his mother did for a living... and that his father accepted it as her job. Most of the time when you found out your girl worked as a stripper you tended to back away slowly and find a girl that could be more loyal to you. But Steve had an... interesting father who loved his mother regardless. So Steve grew up in an environment that the rest of the world would probably refer to as... well gross and not well thought out as far as kids go. But Steve never minded- he had always been happy and content with his body.


This transferred to when he grew older... he wasn't really treated all that well by fellow students for his mother's reputation. Steve tried not to let that get him down, using sports and dance as an outlet, as well as learning to shoot and wield twin blades. Anything to escape the scorn of others. Anything to put up a barrier that kept their hateful words away from him. Yet... you know what they say about self fulfilling prophecies.


Graduating college was Steve's crowning achievement... and everything went down hill after that. He can at least say he didn't live in his parent's basement but when the apocalypse hit... perhaps that would have been better. He headed straight for home when things began to get nasty but by the time he got there, it was too late. His first zombie kills were his family... and after that he struck out on his own for a long time. It's only in the last few months that he ran into the Black Smoke Gang... and found his place in the group.


Other:


Hey, You Beautiful
 
Last edited by a moderator:

tumblr_n2gtrxL5hp1qdl613o1_500.png
Maalik UendeMinunAge13SexMaleAppearanceMaalik has shoulder length, light blue hair that cups his face. It's normally all rugged and going in random directions, but is doesn't look too messy. He has fair skin that compliments his blue eyes that have small specks of gold in them. Maalik is pretty short for a boy his age, standing at 5'3". To describe his body type simply, it would be skinny. He's the definition of skin and bones. He has no muscle or fat is seems.GroupBlack Smoke GangRelatives & RelationshipsPandora Uende - Maalik's twin sister. They were always close-knit and not really relying on others to help them or give them anything. The two seemed inseparable, even though they didn't spend ever moment together.Halli Uende - Maalik's mother. The weren't very close, but they still loved each other. She was his mother, so he loved her the sameSteve Ollie Ped - Maalik is slowly starting to think of him as more of a father-like figure now that he knows he isn't as bad as he looks.Marissa "Marcy" Eña - Maalik didn't really have a big impression on her since he was staring at her breasts awkwardly, but he knows that she's rather showy of her body.SkillsSpeed - Maalik is very quick on his feet. He can get from Point A to Point B efficiently and in a good amount of time. In addition to this, he can make quick attacks because of his speed, but they'd be weak because he isn't strong.Quiet - Maalik, along side being fast, he is very quiet. His steps are very soft, like there are pillows on his feet. This helps him be able to sneak around. Sadly, it's hard for him to control his breathe. As long as he paces himself, it shouldn't be a big deal.RoleScout - A scout would, as the name suggests, scout ahead of the group and check if it's safe to continue on.Weapons & EquipmentWeapons - Maalik has a small, skinning knife that he found, which seems kind of useless against a lot of people/zombies (which it is) but it's sharp?Food/Drink - Maalik has 1/3 of a bag of stale chips he found in some cabinet, a small can of pudding, and a small can of beans. For the drinks, he has two miniature water bottle stuffed in his backpack.Other - A backpack (of course), a small notebook he keeps that he writes in every-so-often to keep track of what has happened, and basically to help keep him sane. He also has a pencil to write in the notebook, and a small necklace in one of the side pockets that once belonged to his sister.PersonalityMaalik is like a miniature puppy that thinks it's way bigger than it actually is. He pretends to be all high and mighty, acting super tough, while really, he's petrified. He's a real coward when it comes down to it. In a fight or flight situation, he'd definitely flight. No matter how hard her tries to be brave and help others, it inevitably doesn't work out. Other than his little kink, he's a pretty good kid. He follows the rules, too afraid to do anything else unless his 'manliness' or 'honor' is challenged. Maalik's quite awkward when it comes to people, especially women or girls. He trips over his words and gets very nervous, even if they're 100 years old. He doesn't know how to act around ladies since his sister used to act more like a brother to him. He's also a bit of a klutz. Yes, he may be fast on his feet and quiet when it goes down to business, but in the process, he may trip over nothing or randomly lose his balance. There's much more, but if I add too much, it would take away me being able to add character development.HistoryNothing very exciting has ever happened in Maalik's life. The most exciting thing was either him getting accepted into the track team, or a pretty girl confessing to him. That was the highlight of his whole life, until the apocalypse of course. But other than that, it's been pretty empty. He stayed by his twin sister's side, Pandora, and just followed her around, like a lost puppy. (To be honest, Maalik is pretty much a little puppy, with all these dog references I'm throwing around.) His mother and father helped him whenever they could, gave him what they could or what he wanted, but it was all pretty neutral.Other


 



 


tumblr_ne4rfsUI5D1qgiatco3_1280.gif




Laurence Wiccien

LitwickName
Laurence WiccienAge
24Sex
MaleAppearance
Laurence is a pretty well built dude for his height and stuff. He isn't hella strong, but he can lift a bit more than his weight, which is good. He had gotten his father's height, 5'11" and weighing about 155 lbs. Laurence has fluffy, long-ish white hair that covers his right eyes but still reveals his large, round golden eyes that compliments his medium shaded skin. He is seen wearing all white for no particular reason, he just likes it. As seen to the right, that is his outfit.Group
RoamingRelatives & RelationshipsCharles Lurie - Laurence's older brother by ten years. Half-brother, to be exact, but he doesn't think of it like that. Laurence extremely respects his brother and tries his best to live up to his name. He doesn't know whether or not Charles is alive, but he has a feeling that he is. Call it brotherly intuition, but Laurence is set on finding him.Louis Lurie - Laurence had never really bonded with his step-father, not really wanting to either. He knew he wasn't a bad guy at all, but he doesn't want to be hurt, as well as his mother. If the man just got up and left them like his biological father.Marie Wiccien - Laurence's mother. He has a high respect for her and loves her dearly. Especially for the fact that she kept her surname to prove that she will never rely on another man, no matter how much she loves him. If he left her again, then she'd be able to pull her weight plus Laurence's.Emelia "Emma" Napoleon - Laurence had a hugggggeeee crush on her back when he was in middle-college and went to all of her games and watched her play, obviously cheering for her. He even joined in on the community service that she did to find a means to talk to her.SkillsCharm - Laurence is a very charming man and often is able to win people on his side by his personality. Plus, he doesn't look too shabby either, which helps a lot.Team - Laurence is very good at working with a team and directing one. He's good at giving orders and directing others to where they're supposed to be.Teaching - Laurence is pretty skilled at teaching others things. Since he's patient, he can wait for others to grasp the information needed, plus, he's good at wording what he says correctly.Role
Warrior/Scout/TeacherWeapons & EquipmentWeapons - Laurence carries a baseball bat with him at all times. It's kind of like his best friend since it never leaves his side.Food/Water - Laurence has several cans of carrots, tomatoes, and corn. As for water, he has three bottles of water, one of them only half-full.Other - As stated previously many, many times before, he wears a backpack and has an oddly shaped flashlight that sets off a purple and blue light. He also has a few school book to where he can teach himself or others something if they want to learn.Personality
Laurence is a pretty genuine guy. If he likes you, he'll show you and even tell you. If he doesn't, it's not hard to see that and he wouldn't hesitate to tell you. Even though he's honest, he's still kind. He will tell you the truth, but he'd try and do it in the nicest way. He wouldn't want to hurt your feelings, but he will if it'll get the point across. Other than his honestly, he's quite the gentleman. He has his boundaries and knows what to do and what not to do around women and men. He knows what's socially acceptable and what isn't. He's a pretty laid back dude and optimistic. He finds the best in situations while also maintaining his carefree attitude. Of course, he can be tough when he has to be. Laurence is very independent and has problems with depending on anyone. If he's every with a group, he's always making sure that if something happened to them, he'd be able to continue.History
Everyone has heard of those dad's who abandon their wife and child because they didn't want a kid, right? Well, guess what happened to Laurence's father? He left him and his mother. Since Laurence was young, he doesn't remember his father, but he does know his caring mother and how amazing she was to help him. The sad part of everything though, was he the spitting image of his father, so every time his mother looked at him, he knew it made her sad. But at some point, he knew it wouldn't be a problem anymore. He knew his mother would find someone who would make her happier than the man that left them did.
When that man came along, Laurence wasn't too keen on it. He was used to being the only man in the house. And with two more, it seemed a bit strange to him. It took him a bit to getting used to having a brother, but when he did, he loved him more than anything. He finally had someone to talk to. And though Charles wasn't always next to him helping him, he was fine with that. He was able to have a friend while maintaining his independence.Other



 


magefloat=right]
a7c09ec54e4710e71f6de92b08ff4392.jpg
[/imagefloat]



Lotus Shiloh Mint

ShayminName
Lotus Shiloh MintAge
7Sex
FemaleAppearance
Lotus is very small and thin for her age, standing at about three and a half feet tall. She has long green hair that has become almost difficult to manage, being about as long as she is. She appears to have a liking towards flowers, and will often use them for decoration in her hair. Just like her hair, Lotus has bright green eyes. She used to have all 10 fingers, but due to Mikey, she only has 9 now.Group
Lotus doesn't have one, but she's sort of in the Courthouse.Relatives & RelationshipsNikki Tails - Lotus's guardian and practically her mother. She cares for her deeply and would do anything to help her or make her not have to feel anything other than love.Lukas S. Mory - He was with Nikki, Lotus's mom and so she didn't really feel anything of him. In fact, she was a bit intimidated by him at first, but she grew to love him and see him as a sort of father figure in her life. When he died, it took a part of her that she won't get back and was replaced with images of his brutal death.SkillsHeal - Lotus is rather good with nurturing others and caring for them. She knows how to cover up scratches and wrap someone's arm, but that's about as far as her knowledge for healing goes.Company - Lotus is wonderful company and will listen to anything you have to say or want to get off your chest. She's pretty good at small talk even though she's a bit shy.Role
Apprentice Healer and Moral SupportWeapons & Equipment
Nikki doesn't want her touching any.Personality
Lotus is very,very kind, but because of the recent events, she's hardened a bit. She's more easily scared of people that she doesn't know or have no impression of. She'd avoid the person entirely or stay with someone she trusts them. That still doesn't deny the fact that once you gain her trust, she becomes a sweetheart. She's even a bit shy, but she'll try her best to assist anyone if they need it. Of course, she may fail at it, but she'll at least try it.History
Lotus had been born in a time and place where an extremist group had been formed. Their sole purpose was to capture and 'corrupt' legendaries to use them for their own cruel purposes. She had been very young then, her family killed in a kidnapping attempt of herself for the group, that had soon succeeded in their plan. Due to her pure and innocent nature, it had been very difficult for the girl to be forced into the corruption, no matter how much she was beaten and experimented on. One day had she been rescued from her containment by a kind Ghost type woman named Corali, only to then be brought to a home of a trusting Ninetales for treatment of all her wounds. Named Nikki, the Ninetales soon became very attached to Lotus, somehow forming that motherly bond to the small girl. The two of them, in addition to a loyal Skarmory named Luke, had eventually escaped from the territory of the extremist group, only to move to the more secluded and safe area of a nice town in the more urban setting.
But they were soon shown wrong of their supposed safe place when the zombie outbreak began.Other
Lotus is absolutely terrified of both loneliness as well as being trapped/bound.
She lost her pointer finger while being held in the basement of the Courthouse- But, Charles is attempting to sew it back on.
 

Name:
Shane Blyde

(Sableye)

Age:
22

Sex:
Male

Appearance:
e935b9604fcbbe502738e9761fe94f7b.jpg

Shane stands at about 5'9" and weighs 141 lbs. He may be somewhat thin, but you still wouldn't want to fight him, as he isn't exactly out of shape. He almost always wears red tinted sunglasses, although they don't exactly obscure many from seeing his red/pink eyes. He also wears black fingerless gloves, along with a purple jacket, a white and black striped shirt, and purple pants.

Group:
Black Smoke Gang

Relatives and Relationships:
Mikey: Shane somewhat respects Mikey's intelligence. However, that level of respect has been deteriorating for a while because of Mikey's unnecessary cruelty. This has been especially prevalent with the gang's last mission, but he avoids looking open about it to avoid getting killed.

Helga: Ohh boy, does Shane find this woman to be unsettling. He has wonderful (not) memories of one time where he pranked her. Yeah, let's just say he does not try to mess with her too much anymore.

Ellie: Ellie is probably the only BSG member that Shane is positive will not try to kill him at some point. He thinks of Ellie as a friend, or at least something close to that. He feels pretty bad for her seeing as she has such a soft personality and is stuck in the BSG.

Tyler: Shane doesn't hate Tyler in the slightest, but that doesn't stop him from messing with him due to how easily scared the man gets.

Bee: Like Helga, Shane finds Bee to be pretty scary at times. Unlike Helga, Shane frequently messes with Bee, finding it amusing to do so.

Marth: Even though the kid has only been around for a short time, Shane has grown fond of Marth, treating him kind of like a baby brother of sorts.

Lexi: Shane does not know what to think of Lexi in the slightest. Sometimes, he dislikes her; sometimes, he likes being around her. For now, he thinks of her as a decent comrade, but who knows what he'll think in the future?

(open for discussion)

Skills:
Extremely good at strategizing, stealthy, good with traps, good with guns and knives

Role:
Strategist, scout/something stealthy

Weapons and Equipment:
a swiss army knife, a pistol, and a bag of things to help set up traps and pranks (tripwire, a lighter, some "usless" knick-knack prank items).


 


Personality:

Shane can be pretty mischievous when he wants to. He may even pull simple and stupid pranks on his friends once in a while, and is very good at keeping secret info a secret. Shane is quite clever outside his mischievousness as well, being able to think of good strategies on the fly, even in life-threatening situations. Even though Shane seems like an asshole at first glance, anyone who's been with him for a decent amount of time knows that he is actually a very good guy, and cares about his friends deeply. In fact, Shane can be quite helpful when he wants to be, and even caring at times. He also doesn't really get angry at anyone, making it pretty easy people to befriend him. Even though he doesn't seem to take certain things seriously, he does know when to change his outlook when the time comes.

History:

. Shane lived a relatively peaceful college life in Undella town. He got decent grades, and while he didn't have many friends, he still found his ways to have fun, mostly through being mischievous and whatnot. Then the apocalypse came, messing up his life in more ways than one. He managed to form a small group with a couple of his friends and some other people, but it ended up dissolving quickly; some died, some got lost in the craziness. For a while, Shane was alone when the zombie apocalypse was unfolding. That was, until, he ran into the Black Smoke Gang all the way down in Nimbasa City. Even though Shane did think of them mostly as psychopaths when he first met them, joining up with them seemed like a better option than going it alone. Thankfully, he could easily fit in with them due to his mischievous personality, so getting offed wasn't something he considered a huge issue at the time. There also seemed to be at least a couple okay people he met there, so it wasn't like they were all psychos. So, Shane decided that for the time being, he would team up with the Black Smoke Gang.
Other:

F*** you cuh. Also, since I don't listen to too much music, here's a random song, and sorry in advance:
 
 


Name:
Beatrice Driller

(Beedrill)

Nickname(s):
Bee

Age:
24

Sex:
Female

Appearance:

744614e98281b0792e3e7e17e69a6708.jpg


Bee stands at around 5'7". Due to her being a bit lighter built, she is very agile. Beatrice has bright blonde hair and red eyes, usually having an uncaring look on her face. As far as clothes go, she often wears a yellow and black dress with black boots, giving her the nickname "Bee".

Group:
Black Smoke Gang




Relatives and Relationships:
Mikey: Bee has a lot of respect for Mikey, and had known him for some time. She considers him to be a great leader, and is one of the few people she'd take shit from.

Helga: Bee seems to get along with Helga rather well, as she finds her and Helga not too far off from each other. Granted, Bee isn't as sadistic, but she's pretty chill with Helga overall.

Charles: Charles seems like a decent enough guy in Bee's mind.

Steve: Bee does not want anything to do with him. End of story.

Shane: Bee does not like Shane in the slightest seeing as she is one of the many victims of his pranks.

Tyler: Bee thinks of Tyler as nothing more than a cowardly bitch, and has absolutely no respect for him.

Squire: While there are people she considers to be much worse than Squire, she still doesn't like him all that much. At least he's kind of smart, and not too hard to work with.

(Open for discussion)




Skills:
Good with swords and knives, agile, thinks with her head, good instincts

Role:
Hunter

Weapons and Equipment:
Two katanas (I know they aren't katanas in the picture, but whatever ;p), night vision goggles, a handgun

Personality:
To put things bluntly, Beatrice is not someone you'd want to be around for too long. She has a bit of a temper issue, getting irritated with people rather easily. It doesn't take long for BeeBee to find a reason to hate someone, and, well; there aren't many people she likes. To make things worse, she can be a bit of a complainer. However, she is pretty damn loyal, and even nice to those she does like, which is a huge plus. While she can be pretty bitchy for the most part, she is good at what she does, which would be killing. She is incredibly skilled with her katanas, and very quick on her feet, making her a very deadly opponent. On top of that, she can be strangely protective to her comrades, so yeah... best not pick a fight with her.


History:
To put things simply, Bee's life before the apocalypse was pretty rough. Her dad quite the abusive type, and treated her like shit in her childhood. Her mother never believed her at first, but later caught him in the act. Almost immediately, he was put behind bars. However, despite being in therapy for a while, damage had been done. The abuse had turned her into quite the troublemaker at school, getting into fights somewhat often. Thankfully, since she was smart, and didn't get into anything to drastic (that was reported), she was able to at least get into college, and somehow land a job at Mikey's company later on. Then the apocalypse happened, throwing her life into even more chaos than it already was. For the most part, Beatrice was alone through the disaster, although she would occasionally join up with a couple smaller groups, only to kill them and/or steal their stuff. Pretty soon, Bee ran into her old boss Mikey. She eventually just stuck around with him and his small group, and ended up hijacked another gang soon after joining. After that, she began her fun taking down others and reaping the benefits of doing so.



Other:


Fuck you cuh. I will upload a song later if needed.

 
Last edited by a moderator:

Lui Giovani


Lui 1.png


N A M E


Lui Giovani


(Shiny Lugia)


 


AGE


24


 


G E N D E R


Male


 


G R O U P


Black Smoke Gang


 


R O L E


Scavenger


 


S K I L L S


~ Lui is somewhat adept in hand to hand combat - Having grown up with two older brothers and one younger sister, he was always causing trouble and rough housing. While it's not necessary martial arts and more of speedy street fighting, he still proves to be a worthy opponent, I guess. ~


 


~ He is a big kleptomaniac. There's nothing Lui doesn't know how to get his hands on - If he wants it, he'll take it, leading him to be rather skilled in picking pockets and locks. I'd say that, on a scale from 1 to 10 in skill (10 being able to break into a world-class safe), he's a 6.1 - Lui goes without a total need for lock-picking equipment when it comes to fairly simple locks, and can just use things like bobby pins, paper clips, and thin nails... cards and coat hangers work too. ~


 


~ Lui is good at getting people to talk. He's not afraid to target weaknesses and use them against even his friends if it means getting out of them what he wants to hear. He's very pressuring and stubborn. ~


 


~ I guess you can say that going unnoticed while picking pockets makes him pretty sneaky. Lui has a strange way of lowering his presence and making himself less noticeable during times of thievery. He's like a ninja *jumps backwards off skyscraper* He's very light-footed, meaning he walks very silently. Of course, this doesn't mean he can't get caught, because he totally can. ~


 


A P P E A R A N C E


Lui is an attractive man with sharp features. He stands at around 6'0" 1/2. While he appears somewhat lanky, he's actually fairly muscular, but I wouldn't call him buff or anything. He's pale with pasty white hair, which actually fades to a pinkish color near the ends. It's styled in a bed-head manner with a fringe on the left side, covering a bit of his eye. His eyes match in color with the ends of his hair, and are sharp in shape and darkly outlined. Lui's eyebrows are very small; they're like thin beads. Another noticeable feature would be his pointy ears and slim, pointy smile. Yes, he has sharp teeth. He also doesn't have a set style of clothing, and just wears whatever can be found lying around at a certain point in time.


 


E Q U I P M E N T


~ Duffle Bag ~


 


Katana Machete - It has a black sheath, and is worn strapped around Lui's waist. ~


 


Benelli SuperNova Pump-Action Shotgun (1-3 rounds) - He wears is like Stanislav wears his. The gun has a strap which he wraps around his chest and over a shoulder, leaving it to hang from his back in a way. ~


 


Lockpick Jack Knife - It's kept in one of the side pockets of his bag. ~


 


P E R S O N A L I T Y


Lui is a man who, at first, comes off as a nice kind of guy by the way he acts all cheerful and shit, but upon better getting to know him, you'll learn that he's just an asshole. A kleptomaniac asshole, at that. If someone has something that Lui doesn't, he feels the need to at one point steal it from them. It doesn't matter that he may have to give it back in the long run, but he takes great pride and pleasure in temporarily claiming other people's things as his own. He's the type to hold the door open for you and say things that may very well make people feel good about themselves... but it's all fake. Lui's sort of like a child in the way that he dislikes being ignored or looked down on. But aside from this, he's pretty care-free and easy-going. You can punch him or spit on his shoes out of sheer hatred for him, and he'll just laugh in your face. Of course... even Lui can get pissed off. What pisses Lui off?... Well, I've already mentioned being ignored... but what reaaaally pisses him off? Having his shit stolen. Lui takes being stole from as a hint that someone is looking down on him, and that really cuts him deep. He doesn't joke around. Well, no... he jokes around all the time. He has a hobby of playing with people's emotions when able to. At one point he might treat you like you're very important, then another time he'll just straight up put you down without a hint of remorse.


 


B A C K S T O R Y


Lui grew up with two older brothers, and later on during his childhood, his mother gave birth to a baby girl. He was finally relieved of the title "youngest", and would be the one to show his little sister the ropes like the brother before did with him. He never got good grades in school like the others, and instead just caused trouble for everyone. He was your typical problem child and sought attention from those around him. Lui would often get in fights after school because he apparently couldn't keep his hands off of other people's things.


 


There were even times where he'd steal from the teachers, which eventually resulted in suspension, then when it still continued, his parents had no other choice but to send him off. At the age of fifteen, he was forced into a military school, and got out at sixteen. Once home, he pretended his urge for the things he didn't have was gone, and secretly learned to pick locks and pockets off the internet. Grant it, he never actually attempted the feat until later on after serving time.


 


Lui was about nineteen years old when he saw a nice car; it caught his eyes, and decided he wanted to take it for a spin. He busted open the window and attempted to hot wire it, but got busted in the act and served nine months in jail. His parents wouldn't let him return home, so he ended up staying with his eldest brother for a while. Lui was starting to straighten himself out - what with spending such a long time with someone he could look up to. No matter how old he was, his brother was there for him and still saw him as his younger sibling.


 


Sadly enough though... his kleptonality wouldn't leave him alone for long, and soon returned. Having gained a better understanding of lock-picking and other matters on the subject in jail, he broke into his brother's safe and stole all of his guns, only to be turned in and forced to serve again - this time a much longer sentence; one of five years. By the time the apocalypse rolled around, many convicts were given the chance to escape, and all of them took it, but only a few survived. Lui knows nothing of the whereabouts of his siblings; both of his brothers and his younger sister are all missing.


 


R E L A T I O N S H I P S


Squire Tittle


Despite how much Squire hates him, Lui treats Squire like his own little brother. He tends to constantly steal shit from him, but always makes sure to give it back. You could say they're partners in crime... but usually it's just Lui committing the crime against Squire. If it came down to saving lives, though, Lui would so not take a bullet for the kid.


 


Squire Tittle


Squire 1.png


N A M E


Squire Tittle


(Squirtle)


 


AGE


18


 


G E N D E R


Male


 


G R O U P


Black Smoke Gang


 


R O L E


Firearms Expert/Scavenger


 


S K I L L S


~ Squire is very observant and pays close attention to the slightest of details. One might also say he's good at explaining things, as well as a good listener. ~


 


~ It's not really important, but he's really good at playing the harmonica. He carries one around in his pocket a lot - it's sentimental. ~


 


~ Growing up, Squire's mother taught him everything he knows about guns. Sometimes he can tell the difference between two guns just by how they sound upon being fired, but other times he may actually need to see them. Either way, he's skilled in taking them apart and putting them back together in record time - call it his childhood hobby. ~


 


~ He's really good at skateboarding, using his board as a means to get around quicker without wasting as much breath. ~


 


~ Because of his calm attitude and personality, he's able to remain level-headed in even the worst situations. Focus on the situation at hand, regret later - is what he's constantly telling himself. ~


 


A P P E A R A N C E


Squire is a rather unique looking fellow. While he's not oh-so totally attractive and sexy, he's kind of cute and fun to look at. His complexion is fairly clean, but only if you're looking past the childhood scars and whatnot. He has markings on his left arm near his elbow where he and his mother used to place a cigarette between their arms and see who could hold out the longest, which undoubtedly left burn scars. Squire stands at around 5'3" feet - Yeah, he's pretty small, but is still a man. Compared to a girl his height, he's much more muscular. His hair is probably one of his most noticeable features; what stands out more than the rest. It's a light blue, and styled in a pompadour. With a pig nose and large buck teeth, his eyes can be included in the distinguishing features category, because of their vivid and bright red color. Looking over at his picture, you'll be able to get an idea of what he's most often going to be wearing - note the backpack, because he carries that around too, as well as the sunglasses; they're an addition to his outfit.


 


E Q U I P M E N T


~ Skateboard ~


 


~ Dual Smith & Wesson 629 Double-Action Revolvers (6 rounds) - They're kept holstered at his sides. (Holsters) ~


 


~ Large Fish Hook - He keeps it clipped to the same loop his little Wortortle doll is clipped to on his backpack. ~


 


X Diatonic Harmonica (Marine Band) - Stolen by Lui, but Helga currently has it because he dropped it and she picked it up. X


 


P E R S O N A L I T Y


Having grown up with two retired veterans for parents, Squire was raised learning to shoot a gun and defend himself - grant it, he only knows basic hand-to-hand combat, and has never really put them to the test before. His mother had a great love for firearms, and taught Squire everything he knows now. He's a level-headed stoner, with a bit of a sweet tooth and a knack for skateboarding - it was always an easier way to get around. In school he was always that guy all the girls loved hanging out with, but never got in a relationship because everyone friend-zoned him. I guess he just wasn't tall or attractive enough. He's a big Xbox fan, and will argue against PlayStation fans if they have something to say about that. Squire isn't really the type to relate and compare himself with people - He doesn't want to hear about your life story, just focus on what's happening right now. Living in the past doesn't get you anywhere, so shut the hell up and get over it - he says. Rather than talking about his feelings with someone as a way to cheer them up when it seems like they're feeling down, he'll do what he can through meaningful actions... like offer up a blunt. Which... since the apocalypse rolled around, it's been pretty annoying trying to get a hold of weed. He's a good listener and teacher - Well, he's not a teacher, but he's good at showing people how to do the things he's capable of doing. Whether they actually learn it or not depends on them. The only time you'll see Squire seeming like he's in a good mood and out of his usually apathetic state, is when he's either high or fiddling around with guns, and maybe when he's drawing graffiti. He's very loyal, also. If someone tells Squire to keep his mouth shut, consider it done - though, depending on the person, his loyalty comes with a price. Another thing to keep in mind is that he values personal space like none other. Now, Squire doesn't mind touching people... but he does mind being touched. Call him a hypocrite if you have to. Do not touch him unless he's given you permission - it's gross. If there's a bug on his shoulder, just let him know and he'll get it off. He doesn't need you running up on him and smacking it away like you're some kind of hero.


 


B A C K S T O R Y


Squire grew up in a small house with his mother and father, and his German Shepherd Coeburn. They were well known in their neighborhood for throwing weekend bonfire parties and inviting a bunch of people over. His mom was an ex-marine, and his father an army veteran. They pushed their beliefs and ideals onto Squire as he grew older, but he didn't let much of what they had to say influence him other than his mother's love for firearms - he took a liking to that. She taught him everything she knew, which eventually turned into Squire teaching his friends at school everything he knew.


 


Around the age of eleven, he took up smoking pot, but only started drinking at fifteen, which was around the same time his mother found out about him smoking, and decided to preach her life story then join him for a blunt. You can guess he found this to be pretty awesome - It's not often that one of your parents, rather than punish you, encourages you on something most parents would look down on. His grades were above average with the help of his father, and he had a lot of people on his good side. While girls enjoyed hanging around him and talking to him, none of them found him a suitable boyfriend.


 


1. because he was usually shorter than them, 2. his buck teeth, and 3. his pig nose. He joined band in high school and learned to play the harmonica, finding it to match his personality in a way. Though, the harmonica wasn't really needed for any of the class performances - he just played it when he was bored. Everyday was: Wake up, smoke, go to school, get home, smoke, eat, smoke, shower, then sleep and repeat. During the gaps, he could be found either doodling graffiti, which is the only thing he can do artistically, or studying up on guns and taking them apart just to put them back together.


 


The apocalypse rolled around a bit after his father went back to the army, so it was just him and his mom for a while. They kept a number count on how many zombies they could kill as a way to lighten the mood, but eventually lost count, and when they joined up with the Black Smoke Gang, Squire's mom was infected. She took her own life before anyone knew, and before she could actually turn, so finding her dead was a big shock for Squire.


 


R E L A T I O N S H I P S


Kelly Wooper


Kelly was one of Squire's upperclassmen in high school. He often invited her to his weekend bonfires because he had a little crush on her, and liked showing off his knowledge on guns.


 


Lui Giovani


All you need to know about what Squire thinks of Lui is that if the chance ever presented itself, he would put a bullet through his brain... zombie or not.
 
Last edited by a moderator:
Name: Ellie Laiden


Age: 22


Sex: Female


Appearance:


tumblr_mjewevMYhF1qjan9xo2_400.jpg



Group: Black Smoke Gang


Relatives and Relationships:


Gabe Laidens: Ellie is his sibling and has been separated from him since the apocalypse began. Though they recently met when the BSG met up with the theatre folk, their encounter was short and extremely embarrassing.


Mikey: Ellie is disgusted with Mikey. The things he has done to innocent people were terrible, the worst one being Lotus's finger. She hates his guts but doesn't dare speak out against him. Though she is being held prisoner by the Wolf he has been giving her BSG benefits, and she'd rather not lose them.


Helga: Ellie is absolutely terrified of Helga. Her sadistic nature makes the nurse a constant target to her abuse, and Ellie has never been given a break. She's only stood up for herself once before.


Marth: When the young boy was abducted from the theatre folk the responsibility of Marth's wellbeing was given to Ellie. She's pretty much adopted the child as her own and is very protective of him.


Skills: Medicine, first aid, being an instrument of power.


Role: Nurse, hostage


Weapons and equipment: Since Ellie had to get out quickly, she wasn't able to grab much. All that she managed to grab was her trusty sword, and a few medical supplies that came with a first aid kit. However as of now Mikey took her sword away and she doesn't know where it is being held.


Personality:


Ellie is a very quiet and sweet girl. She is a very pure girl in almost every way; she puts others before herself, she always is looking out for the fellow BSG members, and she is still waiting until marriage to have sex. Truly a model citizen. However this isn't exactly the best thing to be in a world of the undead. Ellie is now a very submissive and weak girl. She couldn't kill a human even if she tried, and still struggles with killing the undead. She's weak physically and can't take much verbal abuse before she breaks. She's also easily persuaded by her feelings. Mikey and Helga don't help this at all. Her medical skills are actually very good and she can take care of most wounds if she had the right equipment, the only real reason she's been kept around. Every day she grows a little stronger. The nurse hopes that one day she can stand up to Helga and her abusive ways.


History: Ellie grew up in a very wealthy family with her parents and brother. Most of her family before her were doctors or something in that range. Her brother was being trained as a kid, and she'd always sit in through his lessons, learning how to do basic medical procedures. As she grew up, her knowledge of medicine expanded, and she went to medical school. Unfortunately, as her many years or medical school was about to finish, the plague struck, forcing her to grab her things and run. Her parents died before she could get to the home, and her brother was no where to be seen. In a state of panic, she ran out of the city, no designated place in mind. As time went on, and hope seemed lost, she found the Black Smoke gang, and joined them. Though Ellie doesn't like the idea of a gang, or hurting people, or anything of that nature, she owes her life to them, and will stick with them through thick and thin.
 

tumblr_mdwt4dfsVC1qec94o.png



 



 



Basic


 


test.jpg


 


Age


21


 


Gender


Male


 


Appearance


Standing at 5’8, Ian has a toned figure painted honey peach. His golden eyes are fierce and striking, much like his rather spiky strands of hair that seem to fall back into place no matter how much he moves. Ian is all about feeling free, so he can often be found in loose and/or slightly revealing attire. With an attraction to soft material, clothing with faux fur seems to be a favorite of his. You won’t find this guy without headphones or earbuds on his body. He charges his iPod whenever he can, but most often it’s more of a novelty item. You could also say Ian has resting bitch face on 24/7.


 


Group


Black Smoke Gang


 


Role


Scavenger- Goes on supply runs


 



Bio


 


Personality


Though a traumatic event has occurred, Ian hasn’t changed much from before and after the incident. His playfulness has been knocked down a few notches, and he grows his hair out more now. But he still has a passion for running and a hell-bent attitude. He would rather be acting instead of constructing a plan. Ian loves to be moving, and can become rather irritable if he’s confined in small places for too long. Ian is a man who, if angry, would be passive-aggressive instead of voicing or acting on his anger. He’s never actually been in a serious fight before, so he avoids them if he can. Following orders is something Ian is akin to (from his former track manager), and he rather enjoys being bossed around as long as it gives him something to do, as he bores easily.


Count this guy out on sentimentalities. Growing up in a materialistic world, he holds nothing at a personal value. It’s rare for him to get caught up on memories. He’s all about moving forward no matter what it takes. He doesn’t really like talking about emotional feelings either, it’s not that he hides his emotions (if someone were to ask he would bluntly reply truthfully), but he finds the action to be rather meaningless.


“What good does talking about everyone’s sadness do? I’m still living on death’s door step, and last I checked, there still isn’t a livable ride out of this hell hole.” -Ian


He still believes he’s on a different plane than others, but instead of thinking highly of himself, he prefers to be used by others. Possibly self-punishing for all the people he indirectly used in all his years before? Or perhaps he’s just trying to experience the other side he never knew before.  Also, Ian isn’t much of a flirter, he finds it too tiresome.


 


History


Ian came from a wealthy family before his normal way of life shattered completely. His father was a famous soccer player, and his mother an artist. Where he wasn’t blessed with his mother’s artistic skills, he carried a passion for sports. Ever since he was 8 years old he joined the track team, and in no time earned many medals in track and cross country competitions. His family had always taught him how to work hard and be dignified and confident without being self-centered. However, Ian always held himself at a distance from the less fortunate, refusing to be involved with anyone who couldn’t afford the lifestyle he lived. Not because he despised or found them laughable, but because he felt they were simply from two different worlds and would never understand each other, only hindering one another. He was able to attend a private school during his athletic career.  Ian was constantly busy, so he never had the time for a steady relationship. But when he did have free time he would go out to parties, get high, one night stands, the whole shmeal. Wouldn’t this hinder his image one might say, well not to worry, with enough money you can accomplish just about anything.  


After the world began crumbling around him, the last thing he remembers of his parents was them telling him to just keep running, as they were eaten alive.


Ian doesn’t care if he’s on the good or bad team, if he can be useful to someone he’s loyal as fuck. Which made him perfect for joining the BSG. It occurred one night he encountered a scavenging team from BSG (Unknowingly at the time). They seemed like capable people, so he stole some of their gathered supplies and took off, running them until he eventually surrendered, satisfied with their endurance and skill to keep up. Joining was a bit of a bitch, as he was tested for his loyalty by Marcy and Mikey countless times. And, if he was a true masochist it might not have been so bad.


 



Special


 


Skills


Parkour- Ask him to climb anything, I dare you.


Navigating through obstacles is his gift from god.


 


Agility- A former track star, Ian has been running marathons and competing for years.




Memory- It’s because of his fascinating memory skills that he can navigate around so well. He just has to see a place once to remember almost everything about it.  You could say he has a photographic memory.




Inventory


-A String Bag with a pen, notebook, small bag of carrots, an iPod that is seldom charged, and a Gatorade bottle inside.


-One throwing knife clipped to his belt, a handgun in his left pocket, a crow bar he carries, and headphones hanging around his neck.


-A small bag of chocolates in his right pocket


Relationships & Thoughts




Marcy- Ian finds her demeanor to be a bit annoying, but he can’t help but love taking any orders from the woman. “Woman turns heads even before she walks through the door. I’m sure she has some sort of brother complex though.”


Helga- Ian isn’t so sure what to say about her. Is she childish? Is she morbid? Whatever the case, she’s a beautiful asset. “Just when I thought one couldn’t get more violent, not that it’s a terrible thing.”


Mikey- Ian found Mikey to be quite the character. If he had to be someone else, it would be Mikey. “He’s really the life of the party here.”


Tyler- Ian finds Tyler to be a bit of a coward. But somehow having him near reminds him that not everyone is a spawn of Satan here in BSG. He often works alongside Tyler in search for supplies. “He’s a nice guy and he’s useful. That’s all that really matters.”


Charles- Ian doesn’t like Charles. Point blank. Though skillful in what he does, Ian can’t get over his persona.  “Talk about judgmental and over-confident.”


Steve- Ian has to admit, the guy is quite sizzling. But his overly-flirtatious nature is truly astounding. There’s no need for Ian to flirt at all even if he wanted. “The guy practically flirts for everyone here.”


Shane- Ian finds Shane to be good company. And, watching him mess with others can be quite amusing. “He’s makes up all the strategy that one could ever need.”


Bee- Ian would rather keep his distance from this woman. He’s not sure if she hates or likes him, he’s always kept out of her way. “The woman can really sting.”


Lui- Ian doesn’t necessarily feel too safe from this guy. Like, at all. But he doesn’t ever complain. “I see the way he looks at my stuff….”


Squire- There isn’t anything Ian particularly dislikes about the guy. But it does sort of bug him that he’s better at wielding firearms. “Where does he even find his weed in an apocalypse…”


Maalik, Lexi, Dahlia, and Laurence he hasn't met yet.


 


 
 
Last edited by a moderator:

Users who are viewing this thread

Back
Top