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Subject: Outbreak ((OOC Thread)) Sun Mar 30, 2008 12:02 am

This is the thread for discussion of the Outbreak role play, as well as introduction of characters. Keep this thread on the topic of the role play. All character sheets should follow this format:

Name: Obvious.

Age: Obvious.

Race: Obvious.

Gender: Obvious.

Looks: Describe the characters physical attributes. This includes facial features, body type, and any and all disfigurements.

Personality: Describe how the character acts, this is essential for character interaction.

Occupation: What the character did before the outbreak.

Clothing: What the character is wearing at the given time of the outbreak. This includes any armor, jewelry, ect.

Skills: Describe any training, unique abilities, and professional skills the character has.

On Hand Resources: List any weapons, supplies, and personal trinkets on the character's person.

History: Give a full history of the character from youth to the onset of the outbreak.

Interesting Facts: Any unique facts about the character that may be of use.

This is an open role play, so if you want to join in, create a character and post it here.

EDIT: A few facts to anyone new to the idea.

The zombies in this thread will be loosely based on the 28 Days Later zombies. The city is named New Hope, and as per the first few characters, it is somewhere in the United States.
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Subject: Re: Outbreak ((OOC Thread)) Sun Mar 30, 2008 12:39 am

Name: Mikhail Zehiev

Age: 48

Race: Russian Caucasian

Gender: Male

Looks: A rather burly and angry looking man. His hair is black and slicked back. He has five a clock shadow, as well. His face has two noticable scars, one that runs from his temple over his left eye and half way down his cheek. The second runs across the lower part of the scar over his nose to the other cheek. He is muscular, over six feet tall and ominous looking. His skin is pale from lack of sunlight.

Personality: Mikhail is cold and merciless, uncaring and unwilling to help anyone unless he stands to profit. He prefers to shoot first and ask questions never. He is violent, but to anyone close to him, he is quite kind and fatherly.

Occupation: Mikhail was a high ranking member of the Russian mob within New Hope. He acted as a hitman and gun runner, mostly.

Clothing: He normally wears a pair of black slacks, steel toed black boots, a white button up with a black tie, and a large, black wool trenchcoat.

Wears a kevlar vest beneath his clothing. He wears a large, silver Rolex watch with the red curtain symbol etched on the back of it.

Skills: Mikhail was in the KGB when he was young, but with the collapse of the Soviet Union, he came to New Hope with his family where he found a job as a hitman in the mob he would work for up untilt he outbreak. As such, he has gained skills in numerous weapon types and can virtually use any weapon effectively.

He is also hardened through years of hard work. He can take a lot of punishment before having to rest.

His time with the KGB granted him extensive hand to hand and knive combat training. He is skilled in hand to hand, and can kill a man in many, many ways.

He works out to keep physically fit, and as such, can dead lift 300 pounds.

On Hand Resources: Mikhail carries a Colt M1911A1 pistol, a Smith & Wesson 500 revolver, a sawn off M4 Benelli Super 90 shotgun, an AK-47, and a heavy blade somewhere between a knife and a machete.

History: Mikhail was born in Russia during the time of the Soviet union. His father was a KGB commander and his mother was a poor peasant girl. At ten, his father enlisted him into a military program to get him started at a young age. However, two years later, his father was killed in the line of duty during a botched assassination mission.

This didn't deter him, on the contrary, he felt that he had to honor his father's wish that he become a soldier. His devotion to his duty made him the cold person that he would later come to be known as. He served with them until the collapse of the Soviet Union.

Now, feeling lost without the Cold War, he went with his family to the city of New Hope, a large and bustling city where they hoped to find new purpose. Almost immediately upon arrival, their family assimilated into the Russian community without the city. Because of this, Mikhail found himself in the eye of the Russian Mafia.

He accepted the offer to join them, and spent the following years making a name for himself in the criminal underground. His notority came with the price of numerous wounds. His body has suffered near life threatening punishments.

At the onset of the outbreak, Mikhail focused on reaching his family. Nothing mattered more to him than getting his ailing mother and his poor sister out of the city.

Interesting Facts:

Mikhail has suffered many gunshot and stab wounds.

He has a bad smoking habit, cigars, mainly.

He is the mob adopted son of the Russian don, his mother and sister are under their protection, but not members of the family.
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Subject: Re: Outbreak ((OOC Thread)) Sun Mar 30, 2008 1:22 pm

Name: Sam Johanssen (A random last name)

Age:23

Race: Scandinavian

Gender:Male

Looks: Sam is a average tall person, he got pretty well built body, seeming mostly been built for a long time, he does not look all to strong though even if he got some muscles. He got blonde hair, seeming mostly to be a complete mess as it reaches down to his shoulder. His eyes are coloured somewhat brown.

Personality Sam is mostly a drawn back character, and somewhat shy to other people. Unless when he get to know them, which usualy leads him to either talk to much or be completely silent depending on the moment. He rather run or talk his way out of things then going into a fight when things gets tough for him.

Occupation At the time of the outbreak he was unemployed, but the latest job he had was that he worked at a school as a janitor.

Clothing: Sam mostly wear the cloths he get a hold of, most of the time though he wears blue jeans, and a shirt, and with it he wears a black jacket. On his left hand he got a regular watch.

Skills:Sam's best skill is running, even since he was in school running has been what he has been doing. After working hours he usualy took his time and went out a hour or two just for the feel of running, this was all before the outbreak though. He can run for a long while without getting tired along with keeping a high speed to it aswell.

He is also a bit skilled with computers, even though he is not really a proffesional in working with them he is pretty good working his way with how they are built and aswell how to program a bit.

Sam is not really the best of fighters either, but he knows how to fight back with his hands since from time to time he had gotten into trouble without being able to run away or talk his way out of it.

On hand resources: The only thing he really carries with him is a dagger, mostly for self protection. It hanged along with him since he was finished with school, and the habbit still goes with him.

History: Sam was born in Sweden, and was raised there until the age of 10, which was then his parents decided to move away, taking him with them.
To a city named New Hope, where there he begun in a new school and all with a new language to add to it. Due to it he was often the target of bullies.
It was also during thsi time his love for running came forth, since what is the best moment it comes forth when running from a bully?

As he grew older he moved out from his parents house but still staying in the city, he tried keeping himself out from trouble most of the time and succeded.
Sam gained though getting job from one place to another just to be kicked out from the job almost just as fast.

Interesting Facts:

He is afraid of dogs, he don't know why he just is.

(Hope this character is good :) )
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Subject: Re: Outbreak ((OOC Thread)) Sun Mar 30, 2008 1:57 pm

Name: Jeremy Saint

Age: 27

Race: American Caucasian

Gender: Male

Looks: Tall at 6'5", Jeremy has a well conditioned body from his 5 years in the American Armed Forces serving in Iraq, he has brown hair in a crew cut and dark blue eyes. He has several noticeable scars on the entire right side of his body from grenade shrapnel, and it also partially deaf in his right ear. He has a slight tan from constantly being outside.

Personality: He is a bit rash and hot tempered, but otherwise can get along ok most people. He tends to be very distant and gets frustrated easily when his personal space is invaded. He absolutely despises "lawbreakers" however.

Occupation: After returning home to New Hope after his tour of duty, Jeremy enrolled and joined the N.H.P.D.

Clothing: At the time of the outbreak Jeremy was on duty and wearing his standard police uniform with kevlar vest underneath, he is also wearing a cheap watch he had picked up at the mall.

Skills: Being both a police officer and former Army recruit, Jeremy is skilled and knowledgeable in several weapons, being able to use, maintain and repair. He also has base medical knowledge, simple things he learned on the field to help others out.
He likewise knows simple hand to hand and knife combat, and will not hesitate to restrain someone he feels is disobeying the law.
He constantly works out on his free time and as such is in good shape.

On Hand Resources: A pair of handcuffs, a retractable baton, a stun gun, a SIG P226, and the Beretta 1201FP shotgun in his squad car. He also has several spare clips for the SIG P226.

History: Jeremy grew up in New Hope to a drunk father and despondent mother. Him and his mother both suffered from daily to weekly beatings. This drove him to hating people like his father. He was an average student, interested in sports but never had a real chance to pursue any due to his parents.
When he turned 17 his mother committed suicide and Jeremy left home to join the Armed Forces, wanting to get as far from his father as possible. He spent a great deal of time training and traveling before the Iraq war broke out. Jeremy was among some of the first to be sent, and luckily survived long enough to serve his time and leave, earning a purple heart and other medals along the way.
He finally returned home to New Hope and set about enrolling to join the New Hope Police Academy, hoping to get a chance to save people like his mother from people like his father.
He eventually passed the exams and joined the N.H.P.D. He has had several run-ins with the various mafias, gangs and mob groups residing in New Hope in his attempt to put all the "lawbreakers" behind bars.
He was patrolling the Industrial District when the outbreak first came across the band.

Interesting Facts: Jeremy has an extreme and abiding hatred of any "lawbreaker".
Jeremy has reoccuring nightmares of his mothers suicide.
Due to his harsh upbringing, Jeremy tends to push people away and has never held a relationship, being somewhat asexual.

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Name: Mark Brentwood

Age: 25

Race: Caucasian American

Gender: Male

Looks: With a smirk on his face, Mark looks like he belongs in a Shaun of the Dead movie than 28 days later. His body is muscular, his eyes brown along with red hair. He currently has a tan and a barbwire tattoo around his neck all the way.

Personality: Mark is a typical frat boy on the outside. He jokes, he teases, but underneath that is a strong work ethic. Whatever he does he does all the way.

Occupation: Minor League Baseball Player

Clothing: Right before the outbreak, he was changing from his uniform to his street clothes. Blue Jeans, Biker Boots with the steel toe and hell showing, a red T-shirt, and a biker jacket with trauma plate, and the team logo. Along with a baseball cap. And a medical alert Dog Tag around his neck and hidden underneath clothing that says Diabetic, needs insulin.

Skills: He doesn't have any actual military combat skills. But as a pitcher he can throw with expert precision, and with more power than a civilian. He can also use a bat with the best of them.

Also, because he grew up hunting, he has typical survival and first aid skills. Along with sniper skills from shooting deer.

Most importantly, he can operate heavy grade construction vehicles.

On Hand Resources: Mark has a baseball bat, about ten baseballs, some diabetic syrnges, along with a duffel bag that carries his gear.

History: Mark grew up in Kentucky to a family of long time coal miners. However, Mark was born with diabetes, so he was never going to be able to join the miners without extreme precautions.

His family was a happy one. The oldest of ten kids, he was able to wrestle and chase his younger brothers. In the summer, they camped, they hiked, and they hunted.

Though his health seemed shot. In response, he took a major physical training regimen, hoping to be able to live a better life than he would have been able to otherwise. Fortunately, he discovered at a young age a very high skill at baseball.

His mother though, decided that his normal schooling wasn't enough, and she added her college training to his education to make sure his mind was as powerful as his body.

The mining company trained him to use their various construction and mining vehicles that was on compound property.

He was able to get a scholarship to college where he was hoping to turn baseball into a profitable career as soon as he finished his education in natural sciences.

However, driving home from a party one night, he was T-Boned by a drunk driver that shattered his right arm. And a mistake in the hospital meant that they didn't have his medicine when he went into diabetic shock. He nearly died that night, and his arm became useless for pitching.

Instead of giving up or becoming depressed, he waited to heal. He kept going to school the whole time, using the money from the lawsuit against the driver and the hospital to continue his education. When he healed, he started training even harder. His current career was destroyed, but he was able to retrain his body to his old level of skill

A year later, he recieved a tryout at New Hope for their baseball team. He went in and made the team.

Then one day after practice and taking a shot, he was getting dressed and heard a scream. He ran out with a bat and saw a reporter getting attacked by a teammate that hadn't made it to practice. He fought the guy off when he turned around and was attacked by the reporter. After fighting her off with the same bat. After searching the surprisingly empty arena for teammates or staff members, he grabbed his gear, along with items around him that he thought might prove usefull and left to find people that weren't trying to kill each other.

Interesting Facts: Mark is ashamed of his diabetes, and does not admit it to anyone unless he has to. So some people might suspect him of being a druggy.

Subject: Re: Outbreak ((OOC Thread)) Mon Mar 31, 2008 1:36 am

I am going to play but I'll jump in after a few posts have been made. Also I have some study to finish so I'm just going to post my character sheets as it is atm and finish it later.

Name: (Captain) Marcus Crispin

Age: 37

Race: Caucasian Australian

Gender: Male

Looks: Crispin isn't the youngest looking of men and could even be noted to look older than he actually is. His face has years of emotion etched into it with not every detail being one of pleasant cosmetic appearance. Medium body build with shorter but not quite militant muddy blonde hair and blue eyes. No noticeable scars, a testimate to his physical luck in the field. 6'4" tall.

Personality: Kindly but blunt, Crispin is not one to be wasting time on emotions. There is a time and a place for everything and the life of a soldier in the field at least does not allow decisions led by emotional stress.

Occupation: Australian SAS. When the outbreak became a world threat a large force of world allied special Ops where sent to the area to aid in the containment, himself included.

Clothing: Boating cap and overalls with Kevlar armour underneath. Beneath all this he wears a short sleeved white cotton shirt and jeans. Boots included in the outfit. Because the virus runs the risk of airborne infection he has a gas mask for this mission. Waterproof plastic wristwatch on left arm.

Skills: Has advanced training with mid range and long range rifle weapons. Knows a variety of field combat survival techniques and is competent in knife based melee combat. Also a decent cook =P.

On Hand Resources: Equipment wise aside from the gas mask and Kevlar Crispin also carries a silenced M4 carbine with acog scope attachment, an R700 bolt action sniper, combat knife, 2 smoke grenades, 4 claymores, night vision goggles and a communications radio. These are kept in belts around his waist and on his back as well as various pockets in his overalls.

History: Give a full history of the character from youth to the onset of the outbreak.

Interesting Facts: Any unique facts about the character that may be of use.
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The Re-Animator Age : 19 Joined : 18 Mar 2008 Posts : 1712

Name: James "Nice Guy" Neisly (strange german name similar to my real last name, pronounced Nice-ly)

Age: 25

Race: Caucasian (german, irish, scottish, british mix, with a little native american and african american thrown in)

Gender: Male

Looks: 5'10''. 180 lbs of flexible but dense muscle. Shaggy dirty-blond hair. Not pale, but not tan skin tone. Eyes are a grey-blue mix. Wears glasses for far-sight. Has a Tattoo on his back that shows two dragons, fighting each other, in resemblance to a yin-yang symbol (one's black, with white eyes, the other white with black eyes), and blue flames surrounding them.

Personality: Has odd personality traits. Might have multiple "sides". Not the same as bi-polarism, but changes attitude drastically for certain situations. Acts nerdy and goofy with friends, and seems like a wimp, silent but polite towards strangers. Generally a nice kid towards most people. Can be a smartass at times. But when in a fight or in physical danger, changes much. He seems too happy ("laughs while ripping eyes out" like (aka Psychotic Happy), or sometimes making quick jokes at the person he's fighting, think dante from DMC3 like attitude in a fight where I haven't gone to the 'Psychotic Happy' state yet) in a fight, but maintains complete control. Likes to make jokes and odd quotes all the time, even in bad situations.

Occupation: Main job is a game developer, which he just got into this year. But has been working as a bouncer ('club-host'), barback, and busboy for the rest of his career (and even does so now at New Hope for extra money). As a bouncer, he's pretty small for the job, but uses his brain, and his martial art training to surprise even the biggest guys to doing what he wants or crying in pain (finger locks hurt more than you think).

Clothing: Was wearing his 'action' (think ryu hayabusa like in some way, like the holdings for the weapons, but not leather or skintight) uniform that he was going to show off to his game dev buddies (and might use as character ref for a game). Wears dark blue cargo (very tough) jeans, with plenty of pockets for all the nice 'toys' he carries. Black combat boots. Light blue t-shirt under Kevlar body armor, and above that a long-sleeved black-and-blue colored shirt, has many inside/outside pockets. Tear-resistant (but not military grade). Wearing combat gloves. Also has on classic black and blue karate head band (but with short 'tails'), and has breathable (black and blue) cloth covering face.

Skills:Has trained in multiple martial arts since a kid, and while got good excersize and decent shape from all the classic Taekwondo and Krav Maga classes, didn't feel like he was getting efficient skills, until he found a 'Jujitsu' school almost hidden behind a strip mall (bad location for business heh). The place seemed like an old-fashioned 'karate class with low-block to the kick' silliness, but quickly changed that idea when one sensei tossed and joint locked James all around the room til James nearly cried of pain, and other of the sensei's, a small, middle-aged man, tapped him lightly with his palm on the chin and knocked him out. Since then James has trained immensely with this Pressure Point and Small Circle Jujitsu school, which trains completely for 'what-works-on-the-street-is-what-we-teach" mentality, and has used his skills many times in the club and outside it. A strange thing about the sensei's is that they teach anything deadly, and don't leave anything out of the training, and themselves have been known as brutal in their fights.

Since the training, has been known for judo-like throws, incredible takedown defense, great joint locks and chokes (perfect for the bar business), open-handed fighting, and strange knockouts. (Also knows how to break a neck quickly from any position). Has had to fight for his life due to roughly throwing out a gang member (apparently 'dissin' him), where he killed five armed men and was found smiling, laughing, and covered in their blood. This is where he got the nickname "Nice Guy".

Has trained armed too, mostly with melee weapons like short sticks, knives, long-sticks, swords, and guns. Has gotten a concealed weapons license for knives, short blunt weapon (retractable batton), and a handgun (two Desert Eagles....I know little about guns, so sue me I like th e overpowered .50 cal boomsticks, kay?). Due to poor farsight, (without glasses), and general bad luck, sucks at firing anything from far range, can't even hit a still target with a scoped rifle (was made fun of for quite some time for that one). Maybe due to great near-sight and ambidextrous, but is capable of using two handguns at one time, with amazing accuracy (for anything close that is).

On Hand Resources: Was carrying both handguns (safety on, and a few clips), several assortment of knives in: easy-access pockets and 'bootstraps', two retractable batons, standard (but personal) Japanese Sword on back, many throwing knives (decently good with them) on the outsides of the outfit, and more stored in side hip bag. Also, the general wallet, keys, cell phone, and a mp3 player (covered with a jacket, and solar-rechargeable).

History: (shortened)
Born and raised in Northern Kentucky area in the suburbs, but close to cities. Has one younger brother. Was the smart sickly (but not skinny) nerd who always got picked on in school. Took some martial art classes, but they didn't help his confidence, and still got picked on til about middle school where he found the Pressure Point Karate and Small Circle Jujitsu school he took till he was 24. At about high school, started working under his father at a teen night club, just as a cashier. Between working at the club and the new martial art school, confidence raised hugely. Then when he graduated high school, also worked as a bouncer for other club nights and co-worked as a barback for even more money (to help with college). Graduated college with a general Computer Informations technology degree, and found a game designer job at the city New Hope, and left for it at age 24. ( I kinda explained the rest of my history in other sections).

Interesting Facts: Trained in some medical fields (his father was once a nurse, and the bar business gives lots of on-hand training for that), and also very good massage therapist (one sensie was certified to teach it), which he uses pressure points and good knowledge of anatomy to better benefit (for the receiver).
Since being bullied as a kid, absolute hates it when someone is getting bullied or pushed around.
Due to being in the club/bar business, and the attitudes of his instructors and fellow trainee's, can get along well with violent or mentally strange people. (which can seem a bit of a duality, but he hates those people if they bully innocent people, but not if they pick on non-innocent people).
Also, because of working in that business, has very good 'sixth/danger' sense, and trusts it, also can hear over loud noises (music, for example).
Because of having so many colds, infections, and sickness as a kid, James has developed quite the immunity and has yet to get sick a single day since entering college.
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AlsoAlso: Working in the bar and club business lets James know about MANY people, especially people who are connected to the mob (Like Thal's character), those who detail (cops like Jeremy) the clubs, or just people who've been to the local bars or clubs or those that the people there talk about (drunk people speak secrets).
To note, even thoug he's been in the bar/club business for years, also hasn't even had a girlfriend yet, let alone any 'one-night-stand' business. Also, while a smart ass and strange fellow, an extreme gentlemen towards ladies, and extememly protective of them, due to some incident that James won't talk about, only saying "I don't want it to happen again". This, of course, won't stop him from hurting a women who is hurting him though, (like zombies, since James doesn't see them as people anymore, just punching dummies that moan) survival takes precedence.

(Tell me if anything seems wrong, out of place, or needs a fixin' since this is my first time I ever put up a character sheet before, rather than read them).

Edits: Mostly spelling and spacing. Added to interesting facts why he would know jeremy and thal's character before hand (and maybe other mob people he meets), and another small fact.
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Subject: Re: Outbreak ((OOC Thread)) Mon Mar 31, 2008 9:34 pm

Name: Daemon Stone

Age: 19 (Birthday was the night before the outbreak)

Race: American Caucasian

Gender: Male

Looks: On the shorter side of the spectrum at about 5' 7", a messy of dark blond hair that is normaly very messy and unkept. He never really needs to look tidy or proper, so he doesn't bother. His skin is lightly tanned, no something he is used to. His eyes are like the sky on a clear day, a deep azure. Has a scar at the base of his neck from a childhood accident. Has a very friendly, day-dreamer sort of apperance.

Personality: A curious personality. Always trying to figure out how things work, why things work, and how to get into places he shouldn't. He has a bit of a problem with the law as well, because he has a tendancy not only to break into a place, but maybe remove some of it valuables. But he has yet to be pinned down for anything due to the fact he has an I.Q. pushing the 140 mark. He has pyro tendancies, enjoying to watch things burn and light things on fire, and he also has a rather sarcastic sense of humor. While he can be a pain in the ass he is a loyal friend and kind person beneath all the exterior crap.

Occupation: Ex-Student before out break, caught breaking into the girl's change room one to many times.

Clothing: The day of the outbreak he was wearing a green hoodie over a black t-shirt, a pair of tatty old jeans, some sneakers. He also has his backpack and and a satchle. a pair of leather fingerless bike gloves. Also has a small silver cross around his neck.

Skills: While not phsyically very strong he is incredibly intelligent with and I.Q pushing 140. He also can pick virtually any lock with his lockpick tools, and he boasts that no where is off limits to him, and so far he has yet to be proved wrong. His father being a doctor taugh him some basic things about first aid, so he knows some first aid as well.

On Hand Resources: Has his lockpick set, his crow-bar "big blue", his iPod, keys to his motorcycle, backpack, satchle with first-aid kit and a box of snacks, cross necklace. Three bottles of vodka and two lighters.

History: Daemon has lead an interesting life. He was born in New Hope and since he could walk he has been wandering the streets, exploring. His parents split up when he was little because his mother had 'fallen in love' with someone else. Daemon didn't like this too much. His father was the better parent of the two, but his mother still got custody of him and his older sister.

Because of his curious nature he always wanted to wander, and his new step-dad didn't like that much. His new step-dad never wanted kids, but now he was stuck with two of them and never knew how to raise them. and because of the re-marriage, they were living in a neighbor hood that could be considered the slums, his new step-dad working only part-time as a carpenter.

Daemon often went to see his father whenever he could, his sister drive him when she got her licence. He just got along better with his father. But when Daemon was in his freshman year, his father moved away. This is when things began to spiral for Daemon.

No longer content with just wandering, he needed to get into places he shouldn't. It was in those last few years of highschool he perfected his technique. His dad could afford college, but his mom and her new step-dad couldn't. so Daemon paided his way through with everything he stole.

When his step-dad found this out he demanded a cut of the profit or else he would have him thrown out. Daemon refused, and thus in his first year of college cut all ties to his mother and step-father.

Interesting Facts: Carries around a lot of alchol, but hates the taste of most. He has more respect for his father and sister than anyone. He has a Tattoo of an Angel on his back. He once broke into the police station and was there for an hour before anyone realised he had broke in. He has been accused of break and enter 50 times, larsony 23 times, arson 3 times, assualt 10 times, but no charges have ever been filed because there has never been any evidence to tie the crimes to him. Besides, most of the assault cases were self defence.
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Subject: Re: Outbreak ((OOC Thread)) Tue Apr 01, 2008 12:53 am

I am working on the exact specifics of the virus, including scientific name, symptoms, ect.

At any rate, the simple things are known.

The virus is only transmitted by direct fluid transfer.

Enough physical trauma will kill the infected, although a head shot, or decapitation, is prefered.

The infected can run at, or faster, than an uninfected human.

These things have heightened senses, but much, much lower social skills and can only communicate to each other that they've found food.

They do not need to feast on the living, but are compelled to do so.

More to come.
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The Demon King Age : 21 Joined : 14 Nov 2007 Posts : 264

Name: Roger Lee McConaha

Age: 28

Race: Caucasian

Gender: Male

Looks: Six foot tall with short, light brown hair and green eyes. Clean shaven. No noticeable scars or disfigurements. A wiry, lightly muscled frame. More likely to outmanuever someone than overpower them. Handsome.

Personality: Usually act in a playful, even perverted manner. Doesn't take many things seriously and doesn't usually seem to care about the well being others. Something bad happen and he might say "sucks to be you" or something similar. Why bother caring about something that isn't related to you? This has carried over despite the outbreak, causing him to act in a way you wouldn't expect in such a scenario. Then again, it's possible him being laid back enough to accept the situation is merely a way of coping with the gravity of the situation.

Occupation: Owner of a Gun Store

Clothing: A pair of bluejeans, white socks, white sneakers. A dark blue t-shirt. A pair of glasses with thin frames.

Skills: While not a soldier or anything, given the type of business he has, Roger is a gifted marksman. Capable of using a wide variety of firearms.

On Hand Resources: A large dufflebag full of ammo. Two SIG P226 Elites. KA-BAR Combat Knife. M1014 Combat Shotgun.

History: Born and raised in the city. Lived a boring, rather uneventful life. The only truly interesting thing was that his family owned a gun store. He worked there. His dad recently retired and now he owns the store. Fully expected his life to continue being boring and uneventful. Then the outbreak occurred. Figuring his best hope would be getting the hell out of the city, he grabbed some weapons and ammo then set out. Unlike most others, his family isn't in the city so he has nothing holding him back. At least not yet. What awaits him? Will he make it out alive?

Interesting Facts: Is a horror movie buff so has a good idea what to do. The key thing being always try to blow out the brains of the infected.
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Subject: Re: Outbreak ((OOC Thread)) Tue Apr 01, 2008 4:30 pm

Name: Derica Fakhiyyad

Age: 26

Race: Half-AngloSaxon, Half-Middle Eastern

Gender: Female

Looks: She stands at 5'5 with dark brown, almost black eyes and chin length dark brown hair. Her skin is fairer than most of Middle Eastern descent, but darker than Europeans. Slim build, little muscle and little fat.

Personality: Quick to anger and slow to forgive, but she is loyal to those who stick by her. She's not one for idle conversation and hates when people skirt around the issues, in contrast to her own bluntness. She's also not one to linger on previous relationships should things turn sour.

Occupation: Derica is a certified pharmacist and medical researcher.

Clothing: Jeans, white lab coat, black t-shirt underneath, running shoes. She also wears a chain necklace with both a cross and a star and crescent as well as several rings on each hand.

Skills: She is trained in pharmaceutical research and can make medicines, though she is not supposed to prescribe. She is also extremely well-versed in first aid and is able to make substitute slings and casts easily.

She takes various self-defences classes and knows basic hand-to-hand combat skills from it. Her punches are especially effective from all of the rings she wears. She has never shot a gun, though.

She is a decent swimmer, an adept sprinter though lacking in long distance, and can drive most vehicles, including buses and motorcycles.

On Hand Resources: She carries with her several items useful in making certain types of medication, advils and tylenols as well as other over-the-counter drugs, a set of keys (pharmacy, safety deposit box, apartment, car), and various items in her purse (cell phone, make up, pens, bandaids, rubbing alcohol, pocket mirror, and wallet)

History: Born in the heart of London, Derica was raised in a family of transportation tycoons. They ran bus systems, trains, etc, and designed most of the layouts of the transportation routes (ex. subways) in most newer cities. Her older sister Melanie was physically attacked and killed when Derica was twelve, so she began to take self-defense classes to ease both her mind and her parents. She became much more withdrawn and embittered after Melanie's death, choosing to stay late after school most days to work in the lab rather than go home to her Depressed parents. She attended Cambridge and graduated with a degree in Biochemistry befre attending Johns Hopkins for graduate school to become a pharmacist. She worked for a year as a hospital assistant in London while living with her parents. Her (older) brother Raymond was designing the subway system for New Hope when she decided to leave London and the hospital to get work as a pharmacist in New Hope.

Interesting Facts: She is able to hotwire most vehicles easily after having learned the workings of most of them through her parents.
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Subject: Re: Outbreak ((OOC Thread)) Tue Apr 01, 2008 5:28 pm

Name: Vincent Gerrero Walker

Age: 36

Race: Latino, mix of a mexican and an American

Gender: Male

Looks: 6.5 feet tall, And rather thin, with marked muscles but not bulky, around 190 lbs of weight, Olive skin and jet black hair, usually combed backwards, but with a usually unkept appearance, he has some stubble in his chin and cheeks, but not in his mouth, big and dark brown eyes, and abundant eyebrows, posessess quite a collection of scars, most notably one in the left arm that spans from the elbow to the birth of his hand, and one in his right cheek, not that large but noticeable at close range.

Here's an awesome drawing of vince, courtesy of r1nn :D

Personality: An apparently cold and distant person, Vince values his freedom above anything else, as such, he tries avoid having deep feelings towards anything and anyone, as he sees them as anchors to his independence, however, he does have some honor codes that he follows just by principle.

Usually cool and objective, Vince can become quite friendly and talkative if he interacts with someone he likes, making him sometimes careless and hot heated towards them, as such, he tries not to like anyone anymore, but sometimes he just cant help it, even a usual loner like him finds himself in need of company.

When it comes to business and combat (wich usually come together in his case) however, he becomes more cold headed and precise than never, always thinking for the easiest and fastest way to eliminate a treat, even if it means to play dirty, however, if not under so much pressure, he preffers head on and even direct combat if he thinks he is able to manage it.

Occupation: Has some gang experience and knowledge, and was a private in the army until he was able to join a mercenary faction, from there became a professional mercenary,

Clothing: At the time of the outbreak, he was wearing a brown large leather jacket, a maroon buttoned shirt and a white tank top underneath, Black Jeans and black combat boots, a black leather belt and a digital watch.

Skills: During his childhood and adolescence he learned many skills that can usually be found in a gang member, like pickpocketing and pick-locking, he also was trained in hand to hand and knife combat. When he joined the military he learned the standard military skills, including basic first aid and gun use, and when he became a mercenary he trained himself in the use of machetes and other close-range weapons.

While he is good on all the above mentioned arts, he excels at weapon based combat, specially edged weapons, and is very precise with hand thrown proyectiles, his whole combat skills are based on constant practice in the battlefield, being actively involved in wars in 15 years, he possesses a lot of experience, even if he is not trained in any martial art.

He has an above average intelligence, with an I.Q. of 124 he is able to think and reason faster than most untrained person, specially during combat. His healing skills, while mostly rudimentary, allows him to heal himself from even gun wounds, with the use of a sharp object, bandages and some pain killers, also note that his pain threshold is very high.

On Hand Resources: He carries with him a 20 inches long black steel machete, carried in his belt, a H&K USP .45 semi-automaitc pistol and two M67 fragmentation grenades that he hides inside his leather jacket, a KM2000 combat knife wich he stores in his left leg just above his boots, he also carries a around a folder cellphone and some painkillers.

History: Born from a mexican illegal alien and a north american young woman in a poor and violent part of new hope, Vincent´s childhood was full of rules and regulations he had to follow because his parents wanted him to jeep him out of the danger of the streets, this made him hate rules from a very young age. When he was just 11 years old, his father was murdered in a gang fight and his mother was left alone to work and care for the both of them.

Altough genuinely saddened by the murder of his father, he soon understood that trying to get revenge or join the police were both very dangerous and un-wise decissions, so he decied to join the gang themselves, in order to learn to survive in such a hostile enviroment, and also to provide some income for him and his mom, even if she always rejected his decission to join in.

He never enjoyed being in a gang, however, he learned the most of it and switched sides switly when he saw that one gang was about to enter war with a more powerfull gang, when he became 18, he quickly decided that joining the army would serve his purpossess better than the lifestyle of a thug, so he joined in and entered boot camp and quickly became a combat able private, however, as soon as slovenia and croatia declared war to yugoslavia in 1991, he got a chance to join a small mercenary corp the fight secretly in the war, he cared not wich side he fighted in, as long as he was given a good payment and some months of vacations after a long conflict.

He remained many years as a mercenary in the balkan wars until he saw a more profitable job in the civil war in sierra leona in 1999, when the civil war ended, he went to do some smaller mercenary work in other recent wars, he did this until he figured he had earned such a large sum of mony that he could finally retire and live free for the rest of his days.

Recently however, he was informed that his mother had passed away because of illness and no money to get treatment, this tormented vince´s mind and he decided that he should at least should come home one last time to pay respects to his parents. He arrived to new hope and stationed himself in a mid-class hotel near the cementery his parents were burried in.... this was the day the outbreak began.

Interesting Facts: - He is a natural speaker of both english and spanish, and learned a good amount of russian when he was in the balkan wars.

- He has some fondness for animals, specially birds, but he has actually never had a petin his life.
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Subject: Re: Outbreak ((OOC Thread)) Tue Apr 01, 2008 5:36 pm

Uhh no offense bladed but any character with military experience would know not to use desert eagles >.>

Subject: Re: Outbreak ((OOC Thread)) Tue Apr 01, 2008 5:43 pm

Subject: Re: Outbreak ((OOC Thread)) Tue Apr 01, 2008 5:48 pm

I would like to say, since several of our players are using edged weapons, that this is supposed to be realistic. As such, there will be no cleaving people in half. Just as well, swords will break.

Not picking on you, I just know, from experience, people like to go all Kill Bill in these RPs.
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