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Name: Gi'Anna Dilaurio
Age: 22
Gender: Female
Height: 5'6
Weapon of Choice: Two pistols in thigh holsters
Virus (if none say none): None
Appearance:
Faction sad If any) none...yet
Personality:flirtatious, calm, even tempered, smart, talented, energetic, and extremely lovable
Biography:
Lexi stood at the front door with her hand on the knob. She had just killed her Mother and older brother. Tears were streaming down her face and she just wanted to get away. She wished her dad was still alive, he'd know what to do. She let out a sob and pulled the door open. Her mouth dropped open and she just stood there for a moment staring as the quiet little neighborhood she had grown up in turned to hell around her.
She saw her neighbors and friends fighting each other. Others were just shooting from the upstairs windows of their homes. Some of them were crazy like her mom and brother had been. Jaws snapping, eyes blank, gutteral moans escaping from their mouths.These were the ones banging at locked doors and breaking windows in an attempt to get to the people inside. She backed inside and closed the door. Locking both of the locks with trembling fingers.
Lexi felt an intense urgency to get out of this house. She knew she was like a sitting duck, even though she was a black belt, how many could she fight off if they all attacked at once? She grimaced and set to packing her messenger bag with things she'd need. She then went to the garage. She had just bought a beautiful new motorcycle. She swung one leg up was just going to start the engine when she noticed her dad's old hunting rifle. She pulled it off the shelf and found some shells for it.
Now that she had a more powerful weapon, an idea struck her. She ran upstairs to what had once been her parents bedroom and what was now, her mother's tomb. She avoided the blood that had spread from her mother's body, hastily covered in a sheet and stepped into the huge walk-in closet. She sat next to the big wall safe that had always hidden behind her father's clothes.
After a few terrifying moments when she didn't think she could recall the combination, she punched in the right code. The door sprung open and there on the bottom shelf were the custom made pistols her father had lovingly cleaned and oiled until his death last year.
She felt something and was surprised to pull out her father's shoulder holsters. Then she adjusted them to fit each thigh and placed the custom pistols inside. They stayed snuggly in place. She took the handgun and all the ammo.
She again entered the garage, this time feeling more prepared. She swung her leg over the bike and kick started the powerful machine to life. Lexi hit the button to open the garage door for the last time and once again was confronted by the neighborhood she had grown up in. She didn't really want to leave, but she knew she couldn't stay here. It just wasn't safe. She rode the motorcycle slowly out of the garage.  

Name: Desidario "Desi" Rivera
Age: 25
Gender: Male
Height: 6'2
Weapon of Choice: Recon/CQC Loadout. SMG's and Shotguns...Basic Handgun and Knives as well.
Virus (if none say none): None
Appearance: (Either description or pic) : A young man who looks a tad older than he actually is. He has a hazel hair color and a shorn military haircut. He usually wears some sort of Army fatigues and some body armor. He has multiple weapons holsters and such...so he almost always has a weapon. (He will later have a Grenade bandolier strapped around his waist.) He has a scar starting at the bridge of his nose and ending on the middle of his cheek reaching diagonally across his face. Has brown eyes...that have dulled after years of fighting and intensity
Faction sad If any) Himself/Greater good
Personality: A kindhearted person. Well trained and will fight but only if the situation calls for a fight. Loyal and very military.
Biography: A young man just back from the military. He went three years before and got trained...then was honorably discharged after his second mission. [Classified Level Three Clearance Only] After moving back to Raccoon city he made a living doing odd jobs and keeping a small apartment ready for his girlfriend who had went on a missions trip to a south american country. After the outbreak hit he went out to find survivors and help the people of the city. It is his duty to keep the people safe...even if that means sacrificing his own life.


Name: Talia Kodomi
Age: 15
Gender: Female
Height: 5'4
Weapon of Choice: Melee and Blades. (Mind powers later >:3)
Virus (if none say none): G-p-virus
Appearance: (Either description or pic) A young girl who looks sad. Has long brown hair down past the middle of her back. Brown eyes and a mocha skin tone. She usually wears some sort of pants and shirt combo...Very tomboyish way of dressing. For now has a Shirt/Combat Vest Combo picked up from a dead soldier. and a pair of Grey Cargo pants.
Faction sad If any) None/Umbrella (Formerly)
Personality: Lighthearted and peppy when you get to know her...Shy and reserved until then. Is not very trusting and shifty at times. Intelligent when it comes to fighting, science, or weapons...average intelligence to everything else really.
Biography: She only remembers waking up on the floor and a lot of blood. After waking on the floor in nothing more than a hospital gown and surround by pool after pool of blood. She left the umbrella lab and went out into the city...after getting properly dressed and stumbling upon an old pipe along the way...she ventured to her old high school...to wait this apocalypse out in the safety of a classroom. Little does she know of what she is...or who would be coming after her.

I shall use these two for now until Commando gets back into the swing of things with Aerik. razz

Name:Nana Swizzer
Age:24
Gender:Female
Height:5"7'
Weapon of Choice:Sword and a magnum gun.
Virus: none
Appearance:

Faction:S.T.A.R.S.
Personality: she's friendly and has a mean streak when killing zombies.
Biography:Nana ran away from home when her family turn into zombies. She later join the S.T.A.R.S. company so she can kill zombies.

Name: James "Echo" Kurono
Age: 25
Gender: Male
Height: 6'2
Weapon of Choice: Scar-H CQC Modification (40MM-GL Undermount, Carries two more Modifications.), 1 Beretta 93R (Has Detachable shoulder stock on him), 1 Sig Sauer P226 Pistol, 1 Butterfly Knife.
Virus: None
Appearance: A young white man who looks relatively normal without his full suit one. When on a mission wears a black body suit...Armored Kevlar plates studding his suit with extra protection on the chest, shoulders, and groin areas. Has muddy brown hair and piercing blue eyes. A few freckles on his face and a small scar over his chin. His helmet has a slightly overhung visor and slimmed down sides. (Think of the Stormtrooper snipers from Endor biggrin ) Colored a matte black.
Faction: US Government Special forces. Section 5's intelligence division.
Personality: Lone wolf type...Doesn't enjoy company of others but can put on a friendly face when needed. Knows Plenty about Weapons and combat other than that Average intelligence but clever.
Biography: A young man who joined the military right out of High school. He quickly rose up the ranks due to his knowledge of weaponry and combat techniques. He is now part of a Secret sect of the Military that deals with -INFORMATION CLASSIFIED- He has been sent to the town of New Mason To collect information about -INFORMATION CLASSIFIED LEVEL 5 SECURITY ONLY...- -BIOGRAPHY END-

I'd recognize her anywhere. biggrin Good to see another Hellsing fan.

Name: Krystal Alexei
Age: 19
Race: Hispanic (Mexican)
Virus: reaver!
Weapons: commando, m16, pythons, desert eagles, ak47, aug bar, g11, katana. Claws wink
Personality: Cold hearted, empty, dare devil, emotionless to all but her loved ones.
Height: 5'2
Weight: 100 pounds
Hair color:Usually black with a random streak color
Eye color: Blue/green usually red Can be purple at times.
Appearance: (human)






Other: Uses her good looks to take advantage of men
Bio: Krystals parents were killed when she was 8 years old in the Raccoon City incident. She was saved by a black wolf dog named Zowie. Krystal was recently turned into a Reaver by a man known as the professor. She didn't know how to comtrol it so she left her lover Niku and beloved pet Zowie. She came back once she gained abit of control over her craving for flesh. She doesn't like to be around crowds and dosent like competitors.  
For the past few years Krystal has developed alot. Since reuniting with her lover Niku, she has adopted a daughter Nell, and has had her own child, Enrique.

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