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The Infected (A Zombie Apocalypse Roleplay)
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Queen Rai
Self Proclaimed Queen of RPNation
Name: Laela Masingale
Age: 26
Gender: Female
Personality: She's solitary. She doesn't enjoy talking and has no interest in making alliances. Despite her silence, she has very strong opinions. The rest is to be roleplayed.
Height: 5'8"
Weight: 130
Weapon: A large, heavy machine gun, a few flash grenades, some knives, and an emergency dart.
Biography (Be As Detailed As You Can!): Laela grew up in the large city of San Diego, California. Her childhood wasn't ideal, having had to deal with both of her parents being sent to prison for being involved in dealing drugs. Living with her aunt for most of her life, Laela wasn't a normal kid. Her aunt never acted as a parental figure, but as a sister.
When Laela was ninteen, she met a man. Someone who she loved very much...she never talks about him.
Her aunt was brutally slaughtered just as the apocalypse began, leaving young twenty one year old Laela alone and scared.
Other: Pickle.
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Nightwalker973
One Thousand Club
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Name: Jasper Ducane
Age: 23
Gender: Male
Personality: Scary, dark, but kind, and caring. He will help whenever he can. He is very quiet, but will stand is ground.
Height: 5'10
Weight: 110
Weapons: Two copper 1911 45's
Bio: He was going to college in the city when the first waves hit. He came from a pretty poor family. He had two siblings, a younger sister and elder brother.
(I'm not very good with Bios...)
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Name: Jasper Ducane
Age: 23
Gender: Male
Personality: Scary, dark, but kind, and caring. He will help whenever he can. He is very quiet, but will stand is ground.
Height: 5'10
Weight: 110
Weapons: Two copper 1911 45's
Bio: He was going to college in the city when the first waves hit. He came from a pretty poor family. He had two siblings, a younger sister and elder brother.
(I'm not very good with Bios...)
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Queen Rai
Self Proclaimed Queen of RPNation
((It's fine 
Just develope it more throughout the roleplay and all will be well :3 Though I would like a little bit more out of it for now...maybe add a traumatizing childhood experience xD ))
Just develope it more throughout the roleplay and all will be well :3 Though I would like a little bit more out of it for now...maybe add a traumatizing childhood experience xD ))
Nightwalker973
One Thousand Club
[QUOTE="Rai-Chan]((It's fine Just develope it more throughout the roleplay and all will be well :3 Though I would like a little bit more out of it for now...maybe add a traumatizing childhood experience xD ))
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Maybe just ask about his past...?
Just develope it more throughout the roleplay and all will be well :3 Though I would like a little bit more out of it for now...maybe add a traumatizing childhood experience xD ))[/QUOTE]
Maybe just ask about his past...?
Queen Rai
Self Proclaimed Queen of RPNation
((Sure, my my character probably won't do that until she knows him.))
Ember Bare
The Bear
Name:Zero Cecil
Age:21
Gender:Male
Personality:A Couple words can describe Zero,crazy,optimistic,a dork,blunt. But you can never figure out what he's really thinking,even though he seems to speak his mind freely. He doesn't really like others much unless they mean something to him but he doesn't show it,he acts as if he's the guy that'd love everyone and would even trust the most unreliable person.But in truth he won't trust someone unless they trust him as well.
Height:5'11"
Weight:240
Biography:Zero lived in Nevada and had stayed in a very simple house that was on the border of those woods and the large desserts,his family had lived there for three generations and he had planned on keeping it going after his parents died when he was 15. Not seeing many people out there was normal so when he started noticing strange wanderers walking through the dessert all of a sudden he had a feeling something was up,though of course being one who knows how to survive the worst he was sure he could handle this. After a while he left to find out what was going on and realizing what had started had already been going on for two years before he investigated he decided best to find out if he was the last one alive or if there were others out there.
Other:He's very strong thanks to his work he had done at home and has good sense of direction. The collar around his neck is very important to him.
(Hope I got everything okay :/ )
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Joker
The Clown Prince of Crime
Name: Daniel Clyde
Age: 35
Gender: Male
Personality: Daniel doesn't easily trust anyone. He prefers to go do things in his way, or he doesn't do it at all. The only person he trusts is himself and no one else, because no one throws away their lives to save someone else' anymore. Daniel can be persistent and merciless when it comes to surviving, he won't easily give up.
Height: 6'5''
Weight: 135lbs
Biography: Back before all this, Daniel was a cop. He had been in the force after he graduated from university. He has a wife and two kids. But they were all taken away from the apocalypse.
Other: A long compound bow, a hunting knife, and a Colt peacemaker revolver.
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Queen Rai
Self Proclaimed Queen of RPNation
Both accepted! But Joker, I think 60 lbs is a little light xD
Monokuma
The Unconquerable Snow Black
Name- Noel Estheim
Age- 16
Gender- Male
Personality- Noel is a spiritied young man, never afraid to speak his mind. He has a major amount of pride in his abilities to survive. He has very little patience for those who try to change him or his opinions. Despite his slight selfishness, he's not completely selfish and he's very willing to help. But due to the recent tragedy, he's become a little more paranoid and has closed up a little.
Height- 5'6"
Weight- 107 lbs.
Weapons- An M1903 Springfield, a Beretta 92FS, a Butterfly knife, and a baseball bat.
Biography- Noel grew up in a family of spirited people. He was the smarter half hof he and his brother, often learning how to act improvastionally. His father was one of those weird weapon stockpiling war veterans, going on and on about communism and such. He got decent grades and honorable mentions in school. He was an average child. But, when the first wave struck, he locked himself with his family in their home. On a raid by local nutcases, his family was killed. The only way he survived was thanks to his wit and specialty for improv. He took his father's weapons and headed out onto his own.
Kitsotomaru
New Member
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"It's a boy, Mr. La Chamber!"
"It's LaChambre, thank you." Whise detested when people mispronounced his name, but one could only expect it, the name derived from Canadian descent, and the fact that he had transferred to America for his work had only caused the muck ups to occur more frequently. Stepping into the room, the drab expression he bore suddenly lit up at the sight of Belle holding their son, wrapped up entirely in a blanket. She looked up at him with a gentle smile as the man walked over and cautiously was given their little boy.
"He has your eyes," Belle sparkled, her blonde hair and blue eyes shimmering in the light of the window. Whise smiled gently back at her, looking down at their son, drawing back the sheet that draped his face. A sudden flash of a man, with a chunk out of his cheek and blood soaked doctors scrubs, startled the man with such ferocity, he dropped the blanket which he held in his hand, and it fell, empty, to the floor. His gaze shot from the blanket to his wife, who, in a way like a rabid dog would, leaped upon him, gnarling and gnashing trying to sink her teeth into his flesh.
With a gasp, Whise awakes, his cold sweat causing him to shiver in the cold night as he nestles himself in the bed of the boarded up home.
"Son of a bitch..." He exhales between panting breaths, as he takes a look around the living room, boarded up and sealed as he sits up, shirtless on the mattress he had laid out on the floor. He was almost out of food now. He would have to go out again some time. And when he did, the creatures who merely clawed at his psyche would then claw at his flesh and bone.
Name: Whise LaChambre
Age: 35
Gender: Male
Personality: Shattered as a human being since his wife and child were taken, he is particularly defensive about keeping things from the past, in the past. Though he tries to be kindhearted for the most part, he finds it very difficult to make the right choice, as opposed to the choice that would help him survive.
Height: 6"3
Weight: 210 (Mesomorph)
Biography: As a young lad, Whise was born in Fort McMurray, Canada, a small workhorse town just below the Yukon where he learned that the only way to get anything in life was through your own blood, sweat and tears. His father was a classic Lumberjack, felling trees with heavy machines, working alongside other men of the wild, all the while teaching Whise how to hunt, track and feed himself should the need arise. At the age of 13 he had met the love of his life, Belle, they met after being sat next to each other in school and hit it off as though they had known each other forever. Whise never took much to his fathers teachings, he was a woodsman who wished to be a city boy, and so, since the age of 14 he worked, worked hard and long until he managed to make CEO of the mining company he was with at the age of 25, marrying Belle at 26 and moving to New York the same year.
When the first wave hit, he had been on his way to pick up his wife and child from the hospital, praying the entire time that they were safe. He had heard rumor that the infection had begun in the hospital. Upon entering his wife's room, she attacked him, and a nurse happened to still be inside when it happened, killing her and helping Whise escape. He has been wandering ever since, hunkering down every now and again when he needs to take time to reflect.
Other: In his inside jacket pocket he keeps the watch that his wife had got them for their five year anniversary, a silver Rolex with their names engraved on the inside. He has a survival backpack with general necessities, Tarp, all weather matches, flashlight, batteries, canned food, filtered canteen, duct tape, hunting knife, Swiss army knife, sleeping bag and a compass.
For a weapon, he generally carries a large monkey wrench, and a smith and wesson type 500 for medium range combat. He is almost always smoking from stress.
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Retribution
Junior Member
Name: E.J. "GerMex" Batchelor.
Age: 27
Gender: Male.
Personality: Old habits die hard, especially being a trained Navy SEAL. He grew up to be as honest as he can, taught that lying was the worse thing you could do to a person you love. Growing up in a country town in Alabama, he rarely says what town, he was also taught the moral of hard work and discipline. This led him to join the U.S. Marines and then later aspire to train with the SEALs. With any soldier he believes in leaving no man behind. Knowing that any situation can be overcome and to never ever quit. Facing your fears is apart of survival and now that the army of the undead have came to terrorize the surface, fear is everywhere. E.J. unlike any other soldier isn't a lone wolf or mentally damaged since due at a young age he was mentally trained by his step father. That there wasn't time for depression or feeling sorry for ones self. This often comes out as him being a major jerk at times but that is because in this day of age, the dead don't care. To summarize his personality, E.J. is a good guy with great morals and principles. A easy guy to get along with and at times does show a bit of humor which is always healthy.
Height: 5' 10"
Weight: 190
Biography: Born on December 23rd, 1986 in a small hospital in a metropolis known as Harlingen, Texas which was located at that time called the Rio Grand Valley. His biological father wasn't around as much, even being a preacher still he wasn't there. E.J.'s mother known as Sara Casas raised him with the help of her mother and her grandmother. He was always a big kid, chubbiness being blamed on the constant Hispanic food he would eat. Also in the later years when he moved to Alabama, he was given the nick name GerMex due to his German and Mexican descent. E.J. didn't live long in Texas and around the year of 00' that when he and his mother and new step father moved to Alabama. He grew up harshly with the step father who would constantly beat him for over 8 years until finally E.J.'s mother divorced and left with E.J. Again E.J. found himself with his mom with another man. And this was where he was beginning to shape up into a fine man. Being led and taught the right things without being forced or beaten half to death. Later joining the Marine Corps he knew that one day he would strive for greatness. Joining the Navy SEALs was a big step for him, and when he graduated he felt unstoppable. Exactly five years after that the outbreak happened. Luckily he was able to save his mother and her current boyfriend that had helped raise E.J.
Other: E.J. can always be found wearing his tactical gear and in uniform. He's perfect any team due to his extensive training and access to military grade equipment. He's squad commander of a team known as Ghosts. His usual primary weapon is a SCAR-H with scope and laser sight. The secondary weapon he carries his UTS 15, a power shotgun used for indoor combat, great for clearing out houses and buildings. His side arm is a 44. Magnum is step father gave him shortly before he died from blood loss after a accident. E.J. also has a extensive medical training and knowledge due to training and his mother who is a RN Nurse.
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SliverOfHope
Two Thousand Club
Still accepting?
Queen Rai
Self Proclaimed Queen of RPNation
Yuppo
SliverOfHope
Two Thousand Club
Mkay I'll make a character soon. Anything important going on in the RP that I need to know about?
Queen Rai
Self Proclaimed Queen of RPNation
Not really, people are basically meeting up :3
SliverOfHope
Two Thousand Club
(Took a little longer than expected because I had to eat dinner >_<)
Name: Marcy Lilaniap
Age: 15
Gender: Female
Personality: Marcy is rather independent, mainly because she kind of has to be to survive a zombie apocalypse at the young age of 15. She is pretty sarcastic, witty, cheeky, whatever you would like to call. She is rather blunt and tries to hide or cover up her emotions, hating the feeling of being weak and useless. Marcy may seem sweet or 'innocent' to some people at first glance but she actually has the vocabulary of a sailor which she tends to put to use a lot more than necessary. She does try to help people who need it, being rather optimistic for the current situation worldwide, and loves to put her own input out there but also likes to stay in the shadows.
Height: 5'5
Weight: 115
Biography: Marcy's childhood was, what she would like to believe, average. Or at least in the beginning. Her mother worked at a daycare all day and all night while her father was in the army so she never got to see him much. Money wasn't much of an issue, considering she was an only child, but there wasn't enough for her to get whatever she wanted, when she wanted. So to sum that all up: she wasn't spoiled. Every time her father came home he would teach her how to throw knives or shoot guns and bows. He even taught her how to fight which is always a good skill to have.
When Marcy was 9, her mother got a letter in the mail that her husband, Marcy's dad, had passed away. Apparently, he was trying to save a woman and her child from a burning building when a bomb went off, killing everyone nearby instantly. This news was devastating to both her and her mother. Marcy was in shock for the first month before she snapped out of it but her mother wasn't as fortunate, suffering from depression. For the next year Marcy had to take care of her mother which involved bringing her food, water, bathing her, doing all of the shopping herself, earning money herself (she never talks about how she earned the money but no, it wasn't prostitution or anything like that. Geez people, she was only 10.) and everything else in between.
Marcy first learned about the outbreak in a rather brutal and scarring way. She had just got home from school, bracing herself to begin doing chores, but when she opened the door and called out to her mother, no one answered. She was instantly alert and on edge. Quietly going to the kitchen she grabbed a big butcher knife and wadded over to the bedroom, opening the door slowly. She did not see anything so she walked further in and that's when her mother attacked her. Marcy was taken from behind and when she landed on the floor the knife got thrown from her hands. She battled with her mom for a few minutes before finally getting on top and when she did, she grabbed the closest thing to her, a jewelry box, and repeatedly smashed the head, tears streaming down her face. She grabbed whatever she could, including a silver wedding band that was her mother's, and took off without looking back.
In the five years of traveling through the apocalypse Marcy has come across many good and bad people and has seen some gruesome things.
Other: Marcy has a backpack that has a few things of canned food in it along with a canteen of water, some medical supplies, and a few clips off ammunition. Her weapons consist of two duel pistols, a few knives and one or two molotovs that she had made along the way.
Name: Marcy Lilaniap
Age: 15
Gender: Female
Personality: Marcy is rather independent, mainly because she kind of has to be to survive a zombie apocalypse at the young age of 15. She is pretty sarcastic, witty, cheeky, whatever you would like to call. She is rather blunt and tries to hide or cover up her emotions, hating the feeling of being weak and useless. Marcy may seem sweet or 'innocent' to some people at first glance but she actually has the vocabulary of a sailor which she tends to put to use a lot more than necessary. She does try to help people who need it, being rather optimistic for the current situation worldwide, and loves to put her own input out there but also likes to stay in the shadows.
Height: 5'5
Weight: 115
Biography: Marcy's childhood was, what she would like to believe, average. Or at least in the beginning. Her mother worked at a daycare all day and all night while her father was in the army so she never got to see him much. Money wasn't much of an issue, considering she was an only child, but there wasn't enough for her to get whatever she wanted, when she wanted. So to sum that all up: she wasn't spoiled. Every time her father came home he would teach her how to throw knives or shoot guns and bows. He even taught her how to fight which is always a good skill to have.
When Marcy was 9, her mother got a letter in the mail that her husband, Marcy's dad, had passed away. Apparently, he was trying to save a woman and her child from a burning building when a bomb went off, killing everyone nearby instantly. This news was devastating to both her and her mother. Marcy was in shock for the first month before she snapped out of it but her mother wasn't as fortunate, suffering from depression. For the next year Marcy had to take care of her mother which involved bringing her food, water, bathing her, doing all of the shopping herself, earning money herself (she never talks about how she earned the money but no, it wasn't prostitution or anything like that. Geez people, she was only 10.) and everything else in between.
Marcy first learned about the outbreak in a rather brutal and scarring way. She had just got home from school, bracing herself to begin doing chores, but when she opened the door and called out to her mother, no one answered. She was instantly alert and on edge. Quietly going to the kitchen she grabbed a big butcher knife and wadded over to the bedroom, opening the door slowly. She did not see anything so she walked further in and that's when her mother attacked her. Marcy was taken from behind and when she landed on the floor the knife got thrown from her hands. She battled with her mom for a few minutes before finally getting on top and when she did, she grabbed the closest thing to her, a jewelry box, and repeatedly smashed the head, tears streaming down her face. She grabbed whatever she could, including a silver wedding band that was her mother's, and took off without looking back.
In the five years of traveling through the apocalypse Marcy has come across many good and bad people and has seen some gruesome things.
Other: Marcy has a backpack that has a few things of canned food in it along with a canteen of water, some medical supplies, and a few clips off ammunition. Her weapons consist of two duel pistols, a few knives and one or two molotovs that she had made along the way.
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Queen Rai
Self Proclaimed Queen of RPNation
Accepted :3
SliverOfHope
Two Thousand Club
Thanks! ^^ And I took some time to skim through the other posts so mine should be up shortly... any suggestions on how to meet up with everyone else though?
Queen Rai
Self Proclaimed Queen of RPNation
Well, I'd be more than happy to have our characters already know eachother, and your character somehow got seperated from mine...and they reunite?
SliverOfHope
Two Thousand Club
That would work well! So did they know each other before or after the apocalypse? Oh and in the picture, her eyes are going to be a dark, almost to the point of black, brown... forgot to put that detail in.
Queen Rai
Self Proclaimed Queen of RPNation
Maybe they had some sort of alliance after the apocalypse began. Like, Laela found your character and felt sorry for her. So they just travelled together for a few years, until the both had to run for their lives and got seperated. But since the drama shouldn't be too heavy, they were only seperated for maybe a month or so.
SliverOfHope
Two Thousand Club
Okay. Well now I'm going to post.
Queen Rai
Self Proclaimed Queen of RPNation
Alrighty :3
erikaseibs
New Member
Name: Maryanne Henry
Age: 21
Gender: Female
Personality: Maryanne is very bold and very clever. She tends to like things done a particular way, despite the chaos that surrounds her. She has a very independent attitude, and likes things done on her own, but enjoys entertaining a crowd. She tends to be very persuasive with her words, and tends to look down upon violence, again, another ironic trait.
Height: 5'1
Weight: 100lbs
Biography: Maryanne was born unto a fairly happy family. Her parents were fair, her mother being very quiet and gentle, and her father boisterous. She attended school like any other child, but tended to not have many friends. She indulged herself in books, and kept herself blended in with the crowd, despite her bold nature.
When the Infection struck (when Maryanne was 16), Maryanne's mother was almost instantly infected. Almost as soon as this happened, her father ran away from his family, not to be seen by Maryanne for a long, long time. Maryanne, confused and heartbroken, went on the run as well, taking refuge in the ruin of an abandoned library, which became her sanctuary for several years. There, she trained herself in the art of survival. After about three years in the library, it became ran over by the Infected, giving Maryanne no choice but to escape. For the next couple of years, up to the current point, she spent her days hopping from place to place in search of safe area, with practically no luck.