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Oh boy, Character sheets… uhhhh… exactly what I’m supposed to type here… I have no idea. So… just don’t make your char over powered? You can do that, right?

Anyway, here’s my one-of-two sheets! This should give you a good feel of what to put (feel free to edit the sheet. Really, I don’t mind. And if you have any questions, ASK. I won’t bite!)

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Exhibit C -

Full Name: Shaun Erin Smith
Gender identified as/pronouns: Male/him (but often referred to as “it” not him)
Profession: Monster
Family/relationships : No blood relatives, Montgomery (unknown as how they know each other)
Likes: ??? (Although it is assumed he enjoys freedom. Maybe.)
Dislikes: Adults, small children, teenagers, zombies, hot weather, guards, scientists, small spaces, open spaces, all things good, all things bad, himself, loud sounds, silence, etc.
Backstory: Read if you must. Oof- lots of dead. Shaun Smith knows no family, kindness, or joy. In fact, he’s not much more emotionally mature than a five-year-old. All due to a car crash that wiped his memory. Then, some scientists kindly tricked him into working at the lab for them as a lab rat. Mistake of the decade, they treaded him horribly, disregarding his pain and suffering all in the name of progress. His boyfriend was the one that got him into that situation, and it was the boyfriend’s idea to turn him into a monster to fight zombies off and protect cities and towns, although Shaun had no idea. He didn’t even remember having a boyfriend.

So, yeah. After years of being experimented on, he was ready to go. Even though he was no longer quite human (in body or mind), Hhe really didn’t want to leave the lab. It was one of the few places he’d known, and even though it was the site of much suffering for him, he didn’t want to leave. So, when the guards tried to lead him out, he struck. He didn’t stop his raid of the lab until everyone was dead and he had it to himself. That’s one way to get what you want, because he never left.
Personality: sus monster
Appearance: (The monster pic in the interest check. Before the Lab, he was human.)

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[supermartinbros]

Name - Evangeline Apple Hunt
Nickname - Eve, Angel
Age - 9
D.O.B - December 29th
Blood type - AB-
Gender - Female
Likes -

• Freedom, bugs, interesting or new things.

Dislikes -

• Her parents, weird people, mean people, loud people, herself.

Appearance -

• Evangeline has light blond hair which is in soft curls and is usually in a messy loose ponytail down her back, due to not having any parents or anyone to take care of her she barely has any fat on her she is very underweight both due to the fact there is a zombie apocalypse at the moment and having no one taking care of her. She wears a casual striped T-shirt and over it a short-sleeve hoodie, she wears shorts, even though she is in a cold place which she didn't expect, she wears dirty sneakers, and long knee socks. She has fair grey eyes.

Personality -

• Evangeline is a curious and quiet girl. She has a good listening ear to others, she is genuinely always interested in others and is usually full of wonder and curriousty she is almost fearless especially since she doesn't have the feeling have the thought of fear embedded in her except for when she talks about her parents. She is usually one of those dumb kids who don't know what they are doing. But typically she is full of adventure but she has a blank expression but she understands other people pretty well.

History -

• Margaret was born during the time when there was no zombies, but that didn't stop her for having a broken relationship with her family. Her mom and dad were abusive towards her because of their anger towards each other. Even going to school was a pain. Everything was a pain... Why couldn't everything stop? It felt like both her wish and nightmare came true. Zombies were invading the human species. Her mom and dad did their best to hide and run and she did the same but she truly wished she died or was free from her parents. Could one of the zombies eat her? In the end during their car escape they encountered zombies. Hiding in one of the special compartments of the car Evangeline was saved from being eaten but her parents on the other hand were slaughtered brutally by the zombies. She felt fear. Only the will to survive was left she didn't feel the satisfaction of her parents death but fear. She quickly ran away as soon as the zombies were distracted on another target she found a truck and hid there in a small box hoping for hope... Hope that she would live till tomorrow.

 

[AI10100]

Name: Trevor Faust
Nickname: Trev
Age: 32
Gender: Male (he/him)
Profession: Talented Truck Driver "The bestest there is!"

Appearance: Trevor appears like your typical, run-on-the-mill truck driver— a heavy-set appearance due to his work, a well-trimmed beard and mustache, and a wide smile on his face. His chestnut brown hair is often held down by his cap and sunglasses are often perched on his nose, covering his brown eyes. He often goes around wearing a flannel, shirt and cargo pants, and boots, ready to tackle the day come what may. He has all sorts of things in his pockets— a swiss knife for emergencies, packs of crackers, and a wrench jutting out of one of them. Ever since the apocalypse, he's begun to carry around a handgun for protection clasped around his waist.

Personality: Despite his "gruff" appearance, Trevor has been described as a pocket of sunshine. He's optimistic, joyful, and cheery despite the current trying times. He tackles every situation with a smile on his face and a will to see it to the end. Though he couldn't be considered smart or crafty, he is resourceful and has a keen eye for things that seem out of place or anything that could help the situation on hand. He is easily attached to the people around him and is prone to overprotectiveness to make sure they don't get harmed.

History: There aren't a lot of things that are interesting that happened throughout Trevor's life before the zombie invasion. He was born in a small, rural town and his family didn't have much to their name aside from a trailer and a will to live. They sent Trevor to school, hoping that he would at least be able to get all the way through high school so he had a better chance of securing a livelihood. Sadly, however, his parents had died before he could even finish. Still, he struggled through part-time jobs just to pay his way through high school and got his degree in honor of his parents. After that, however, he knew he couldn't go to college so he settled with getting prepared to become a truck driver— it had been his father's profession and he figured that he might as well continue it.

Trevor was an amazing driver, most would go on to find out. He had passed his first license with flying colors and soon got his professional license for truck driving. He hopped on and had been on the road ever since. He had managed to rent out a small apartment for himself after a few months with the most basic necessities and that had continued for years to come. Trevor would have loved to say that he had met the love of his life and settled down to start a family, but he can't as it's not true. He had many friends that he loved but none he would spend his life with.

When the zombies had come, Trevor was on the road. He sped through until he had come across a sanctuary and stayed there. He began to work as a supply runner and generally accepted most of the jobs that came his way that had use of his truck— after all, he had to survive. And so what if there were zombies roaming? He was the best truck driver there is and he wasn't going to let that stop him from doing his job!

 

[lackingsleeq]

Name: Trevor Faust
Nickname: Trev
Age: 32
Gender: Male (he/him)
Profession: Talented Truck Driver "The bestest there is!"

Appearance: Trevor appears like your typical, run-on-the-mill truck driver— a heavy-set appearance due to his work, a well-trimmed beard and mustache, and a wide smile on his face. His chestnut brown hair is often held down by his cap and sunglasses are often perched on his nose, covering his brown eyes. He often goes around wearing a flannel, shirt and cargo pants, and boots, ready to tackle the day come what may. He has all sorts of things in his pockets— a swiss knife for emergencies, packs of crackers, and a wrench jutting out of one of them. Ever since the apocalypse, he's begun to carry around a handgun for protection clasped around his waist.

Personality: Despite his "gruff" appearance, Trevor has been described as a pocket of sunshine. He's optimistic, joyful, and cheery despite the current trying times. He tackles every situation with a smile on his face and a will to see it to the end. Though he couldn't be considered smart or crafty, he is resourceful and has a keen eye for things that seem out of place or anything that could help the situation on hand. He is easily attached to the people around him and is prone to overprotectiveness to make sure they don't get harmed.

History: There aren't a lot of things that are interesting that happened throughout Trevor's life before the zombie invasion. He was born in a small, rural town and his family didn't have much to their name aside from a trailer and a will to live. They sent Trevor to school, hoping that he would at least be able to get all the way through high school so he had a better chance of securing a livelihood. Sadly, however, his parents had died before he could even finish. Still, he struggled through part-time jobs just to pay his way through high school and got his degree in honor of his parents. After that, however, he knew he couldn't go to college so he settled with getting prepared to become a truck driver— it had been his father's profession and he figured that he might as well continue it.

Trevor was an amazing driver, most would go on to find out. He had passed his first license with flying colors and soon got his professional license for truck driving. He hopped on and had been on the road ever since. He had managed to rent out a small apartment for himself after a few months with the most basic necessities and that had continued for years to come. Trevor would have loved to say that he had met the love of his life and settled down to start a family, but he can't as it's not true. He had many friends that he loved but none he would spend his life with.

When the zombies had come, Trevor was on the road. He sped through until he had come across a sanctuary and stayed there. He began to work as a supply runner and generally accepted most of the jobs that came his way that had use of his truck— after all, he had to survive. And so what if there were zombies roaming? He was the best truck driver there is and he wasn't going to let that stop him from doing his job!

Awesome!! Thanks!