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 Posted: Sat Feb 27, 2010 6:43 pm
Post all accepted Character Profiles here.
I'll let you guys do your own so you can make edits.
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[Note, for new profiles you STILL have to have them approved by me, via PM ]
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(Immune/Carrier/Infected - here)
[Picture Here - No Anime Please]
Username:
Name:
Age:
Personality:
Life before the Infection:
Life up until Now (Through the Infection):
Type: (Immune/Carrier/Infected/Special Infected)
Weapons/Items:
Feel free to make up some of the information on the game's character's.
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Posted: Sat Feb 27, 2010 6:59 pm
Immune
Username: .Peaceful.Tragedy.
Name: Ellis
Age: 22
Personality: While he likes to think of himself as nothing short of a brilliant, valiant, zombie a**-kicking machine, those he come into contact with often think otherwise. Though smart with his hands, seeing as he'd been a mechanic in another life, Ellis seems to lack the capacity to take this infection seriously. He is often compared to a child; both naive and far too easy-going in most situations. In any case, Ellis is usually the life of well, the ... apocalypse, keeping those around him either cheery or irritated. In spite of this, the young man has made it this far and plans to keep on killin' sons a bitches until he can get back to his story-book, and often drunken adventures with Keith.
Life before the Infection: Ellis' hometown was Savannah, GA where he had himself a comfortable life. He worked a mechanic job with a few his friends, including his best friend Keith, who he comments on constantly while with the Survivors. He basically lived the typical, laid-back southern life until the infection had to spoil it.
Life up until Now (Through the Infection): It's uncertain what order he met the other Survivors in, only that the four ended up blasting their way this far. While the others are typically patient with him, Ellis has gotten into a bind on numerous occasions. Getting wound up by a Smoker, almost being pounded by a Charger, and let's not forget the ever annoying Jockey nearly stealing his damn hat. But somehow, he's made it, probably by the grace of Nick, who spends the rest of his time insulting him.
Type: Immune
Weapons/Items: Still has a bass strapped to his back from his old days in a band. Isn't too picky when it comes to munitions, seeing as he's been toying with them, or dreaming of doing so, since a young age. He is selfless when it comes to healing equipment, typically carrying a defibrillator rather than anything in particular to fix himself up. Don't expect to nab any adrenaline shots when he's around, though.
Username: .Peaceful.Tragedy.
Name: Morgan
Age: 18
Personality: Morgan is not the typical southern bell. If she had been, do you think she would have made it this far? At a young age, the tomboy was beating up boys and stealing toys. It wasn’t until early high school that she made friends with the right people to get her hands on the more fun toys. The girl likes to think of herself as a little badass, but she does have an admitted soft spot for kids. Men, though, are a whole other story. Survival, she believes, is a skill. That said, weakness gets on her last nerve, her own above all else.
Life before the Infection: Hailing from the deep heart of Texas, Morgan was born into a rich family. That is, her mother had cheated on her father with some shady dude and not been smart about it. The blonde-hair, blue eyed couple had been surprised by their dark-haired, dark-eyed angel. But they loved her none-the-less and spoiled her as best they could. She only wanted to be spoiled by paintball guns and Parkour lessons. She had managed to poke her head into the bounty-hunting lifestyle when the infection had struck.
Life up until Now (Through the Infection): Morgan has made it on her own, her comrades in the field managing to get themselves infected alarmingly fast. She is often thought as a man-woman for toying with special infected, her favorite game being to trap Hunters, tease them, and then leave them to starve despite her odd… affection for them.
Type: Immune
Weapons/Items: Prefers brass knuckles, but also carries a rifle she managed to snag off of one of the soldier infected. Keeps pills and health packs for herself, and an especially decent stash of adrenaline shots.InfectedUsername: .Peaceful.Tragedy.
Name: Ashton “Ash”
Age: 17
Personality: As a human, Ash was a manipulative, vicious individual. These traits carried over when infection struck her, mutating her beyond the usual… undead creature. In spite of her transformation, Ash is often able to attract survivors, seeing as her long, whip-like tongue is typically hidden until she strikes. The girl seems to have been able to remember details from the past, such as movements and glances to lure survivors, making it easier for her to capture them. She also has reasoning abilities, typically targeting male victims over females on account of her little advantage. A horrible cough is the cost of being a Smoker, though she uses it to her advantage, attempting to look like a hurt survivor on most occasions. Though she can speak, she is able to communicate, typically through eye contact and body language.
Life before the Infection: Ashton was a normal teenage girl. She was sociable, attractive, lying, a backstabber… Comparable to a sociopath, she only seemed to have any sort of emotion when it would get her something or somewhere. She thoroughly knew the ins and outs of those around her, or figured them out quickly. The only sincere emotion she showed was fear, as infected smoke filled her lungs, choked her, and mutated her.
Life up until Now (Through the Infection): Ash wanders, her movement through the infected area seeming aimless. She plows through common infected, seeing the infected world as if she were back in high school. She is the Queen Bee, and they’re the chess club. And with that, they are her pawns.
Type: Special Infected; Smoker
Weapons/Items: Along with her tongue, which she uses to catch and choke prey; Ash has the ability to exhale the same smoke that choked the life out of her. The toxins can escape from her mouth, or very pores at will. Rather than kill survivors herself, on many occasions she draws them into other infected, using them as her weapons of torture.
Temporary Characters
Ellis' Sisters [ Family Tat ]
Username: .Peaceful.Tragedy.
Name: Jamie Lee
Age: 28
Personality:
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Username: .Peaceful.Tragedy.
Name: Codee Ray
Age: 24
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Saffron the Scientist Crew
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Posted: Sat Feb 27, 2010 7:34 pm
Username: Miss_Saffron
Name: Ennis Irving
Age: 25
Personality: Quiet, stiff, and a little cold. Polite and well mannered, but a bit curt. She has a very strong sense of responsibility, and personal debt, and holds herself up to the highest standards in everything she does. Her manner may seem a bit awkward, distant, and stand-offish at times, but it is mostly thanks to her shyness and isolated childhood. If you get to know her however, you'll find she hides a repressed childish side and a surprising love of rhymes, sayings, and silly puns.
Pale, bony, weak, and prone to fidgeting. She is hardly the picture of strength, and one would easily wonder how she's survived this long on her own.
Life before the Infection: Once upon a time, Ennis was a prodigy. A few years ago, you may remember seeing her timidly answering questions on the news, a tiny little head of orange and eyes locked on little buckled shoes. Her intellect was by all accounts staggering.
However, as her she grew, her knowledge would cease to impress. A young genius is an adorable sensation, whilst an older genius is merely another overachiever. The novelty and fame quickly wore off. Her foster parents quietly attempted to hide the fact that they had frankly lost interest in her along with the rest of the world, as her intellect reached a leveling point.
She never stopped trying to earn back the praise and delight they had shown her in her youth. Before the infection, she had just earned her doctorate in science.
Life up until Now (Through the Infection): It was something of an event horizon for the girl who had given so much to be the smartest to be thrust into a world where only the strong survive. However, though she came close to death many times, she was exceptionally lucky.
Her expertise in chemistry made her skilled in the creation of a variety of homemade chemical explosives. Her knowledge of behavioral science helped her quickly catch on to the patterns and compulsions of the infected. Her common sense and ingenuity taught her to construct simple security systems and tripwires to alert her whenever her perimeters were breached.
She survived long enough on her own to gather a small troop of survivors. However, not long ago, she woke up to find them all dead from identical self inflicted shots.
When she managed to find the supplies for a simple blood test, she confirmed her suspicion that she had infected them all.
She has not been doing so well on her own. Her last attempt to find refuge with a generous survivor ended with disaster. She doesn't like to talk about it, but since then her reluctance to allow casual touch has become somewhat more pronounced.
Type: Carrier.
Weapons/Items: A small pistol and ammo for it. Her skinny frame is ill suited to handling recoil from larger guns. She also carries a handheld taser, capable only of stunning enemies for a few seconds. Zombies pay no heed to pain after all, and it is hardly an ideal weapon.
Her homemade explosives are much more effective, though, and she carries several with her whenever she can.
Her oversized labcoat is jealously guarded, as she feels rather naked without it. She is also quite attached to her tattered pinkish necktie and a small notepad she takes everywhere. I wonder what she's always writing in there?
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Posted: Sat Feb 27, 2010 7:59 pm
Username: Kita-yumi
Name: Penelope (Nel) ???
Age: 20
Personality: Her knowledge and reasoning skills are on par with that of a child, her uninfected self locked somewhere in the depths of her mind, though it is still there. She has an insatiable curiosity and has more than once been injured because she saw something interesting and stopped to examine it. She is usually quite cheerful around any other infected if they take the time to speak to her instead of shoving her out of their way. Quick to anger and quick to sadden, she is quite a bi-polar little thing.
Life before the Infection: Only two days before the infection, Penelope had run away from home. Packed her bags and slung them over her shoulder, taken what little money she had in her purse and gone. She was on a bus when it crashed and was over turned by an angry mob. Some of them were infected and Penelope was bitten.
Life up until Now (Through the Infection): Hunting young and old instead of the strong and armed, 'Nel' as she had come to call herself, did reasonably well. That was until those run out. She can communicate as well as a primitive human to uninfected humans, though she stays away from them as much as she can. Driven mainly by the odd thoughts and half madness that her living mind had held mostly at bay, she travels where she wants, occasionally stopping out of curiosity of something or someone. Usually dangerous to her own well being.
So far, she has managed to escape several of these near-deaths, though the last gave a deep scar into her left cheek from a bullet graze. She has learned to stay out of sight of non-infected humans unless they are alone or dying (she is not as strong as the male Hunters, or most infected for that matter) preferring to watch from afar and follow. Most often than not she has found herself eating leftovers or animals than fresh meat.
Type: Hunter - Special Infected
Weapons/Items: None save those shiny claws.
Side Note: Her hoodie, unlike most, is not dark navy/black but instead a dark gray.Killed by a drill to the face.
Unfortunatly no picture: A stocky man of slightly bigger than average hieght. His face is scarred and bloodied. His hair brown, long and ragged. He wears torn dark trousers and combat boots, with a shirt tucked into them. His right forearm is bandaged and he has fingerless gloves on.
Username: Kita-yumi
Name: Ralph (last name forgotten)
Age: 21
Personality: Demented. No sanity is left in this mans mind.
Life before the Infection: Ralph used to be a cheerful boy. He had a mom, dad and a little sister and his dad owned his own little mart on a small street. They had a happy life, sure it had its ups and downs like all families, but overall, he couldn't wish for more. They were planning a camping trip when the infection broke out.
Life up until Now (Through the Infection): Ralph's mom fell victim to the infection when she was out that day. Niether knew she had contracted it until it was too late. Ralph had went through to get juice for his dinner while they sat down to watch the news. He came pack to find his mom had eaten his sister and his dad. He feels now that there is no hope for the world and the only way to start again is to kill everything on it. To start from the very beginning.
Type: Carrier
Weapons/Items: He does not carry medical supplies, if he dies he does not care. He is, however, extremely armed. Across his back is a holster for a shotgun, which can be switched with the AK47 in his hands. A machete hangs at his belt and two pistols in holsters; one strapped just behind the machete, and the other on the opposite side of his waist. He also has a Spetznatz ballistic knife in his boot for back up.
Carrier
Username: Kita-yumi
Name: Elayne Farshaw
Age: 22
Personality: Determined, short-fused, loyal, optimist, bold, brave and stubborn. A tomboy
Life before the Infection: Elayne came over with her mother on a short vacation. It was to be a small break from her work at a photography studio, though she took her camera with her anyway. She was good at what she did and had hoped to take pictures good enough to be put into a gallery one day.
Life up until Now (Through the Infection): Her mother was taken by the disease, it changed her and made her vicious. Instead of killing her, Elayne simply locked her in the hotel bathroom and left her there. She gathered some things into a small rucksack and stole a bike from the lobby. Since them she has wandered on her own in search of civilisation once more. She has become cold and withdrawn without companionship, though she does have a soft side. She hides that, fearing that emotion in a time like this can only result in mistakes or worse. Elayne does have the infection and it had created the same sort of skin blemishes and marks that the other infected have on her left thigh and chest so far, though she keeps these areas hiddin.
Type: Carrier
Weapons/Items: In her rucksack she has a small blanket, flashlight, batteries, bandages and antiseptic and her camera. Some pain relief, few water bottles
and extra bullet clips. She has two pistols holstered at her sides and a short knife up her sleeve.
Clothes: She wears a black vest top under a white shirt, with a short red coat over the top and jeans that flare at the bottom but hug her waist.
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-x Assassin Keet x- Vice Captain
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Posted: Sat Feb 27, 2010 10:14 pm
 Username: dragons_eat_people Name: Zoey Age: 21 Personality: Zoey is usually pretty energetic. She's what most people would call "immature". Zoey likes to flirt it's more of a bad habit now more than anything. Life before the Infection: Zoey was in College before this all happened. She didn't have much interest in the school work more in the money she'd hopefully make if she got a good enough job. Zoey basically just spent most of her time instead of studying for finals just watching horror movies, It was easy to get her male teachers to give her higher grades just flirting with them would get her a pretty awesome mark after it was all said and done. Life up until Now (Through the Infection): She's met 3 other survivors. They've been heading down south to the west coast hoping to get out of the hell hole that was the world. Type: Immune Weapons/Items: Zoey rather enjoys dual pistols and her auto shotgun, She usually isn't too picky when she's choosing her weapons. Zoey usually has a medkit on her most of the time, She doesn't really like to use it on herself, It makes her feel greedy. Zoey also loves to use Pipebombs.
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Posted: Sun Feb 28, 2010 12:14 am
 Username: Kill it dead
Name: Dante Miro
Age: 27
Personality: Dante isn't too serious, but will become strict when someone is playing around too much. Although he is somewhat strict, Dante tries to make light of the situation not through jokes, but through optimism. Zombies don't 'annoy' him, and are instead more of a disturbance in his life. Only one thing really annoys him, and that is the people that talk on and on constantly although the other people around them do not want to hear their mouth running.
Life before the Infection: Before the infection, Dante earned a living by doing camerawork for many movies in France. Before the camerawork, Dante had graduated college in the US with a film degree, and more knowledge from the other classes he took. His main goal was to become a professional free runner, and for years, he practiced on his parkour skills. Dante's many days and months of conditioning for the sport brought him into peak physical condition for practically anything that life could throw at him. After his dreams were shot down from a knee injury, Dante was dejected and went back to his southern hometown in the US.
Life up until Now (Through the Infection): After Dante found out about the infection, he left his home with an old rifle his father left him, a backpack full of food, and two first aid kits. Using the smarts he gained from college, he used his supplies in the smallest amounts possible to keep up his calorie intake and energy levels. From working out practically every hour in the day, Dante can run for a much longer time than most other humans, and he can climb the sides of buildings. However, he can't climb them too fast, and he can only climb certain buildings (they have to have the right 'properties'). There has been no specific pattern for his movements, other than going for the next, and closest, available ammunition and/or food source.
Type: Immune
Weapons/Items: Dante tends to carry around light things, since he usually needs to escape quickly and without accident. He has a light backpack (which contains some food and ammo), around his waist is a first aid pack, and on his back is an axe and his father's hunting rifle.ImmuneUsername: Kill it dead Name: William "Bill" Overbeck Age: 58 Personality: Bill is one of the types to think that everyone (that isn't infected), is his son/daughter. The only possible exception would be the relationship between Bill and Francis. Bill and Francis seem to be at each other's throats every other minute, at times being friendly, but other times, being totally hostile. Although when the other is injured, the one uninjured is the first to come to the rescue. Bill seems to think that Zoey is somewhat of his daughter, and is definitely protective of her, sticking up for her in an argument. He and Louis don't talk much, but they are on friendly terms as evidenced by their small talk. Life before the Infection: Before the infection, Bill served two tours in Vietnam, gaining his taste of war. Nothing could stop him, well at first. He was finally stopped when a grenade sent shrapnel into his knee, creating lifelong knee problems. After he was discharged (honorably), Bill had no idea what to do, and went through a few decades of drifting through jobs. The drifting between jobs made Bill mad, but he lived through it. So when The Infection came about, Bill was delighted in a way, because it was just another war. Life up until Now (Through the Infection): It wasn't exactly recorded when the survivors met each other, but it was less than 2 weeks after The Infection (since Left 4 Dead starts two weeks after Infection). Although it was never stated verbally, Bill is somewhat of a leader, always giving out advice to the others. This is most likely because of Bil's status as an army veteran. Type: Immune
Weapons/Items: Bill is most at home with the M16 assault rifle, because of all the time using it in 'Nam.' Next to his rifle, Bill keeps his two pistols at his side. Being the generous guy he is, Bill keeps the first aid kit and pain pills at his side, making sure he give it to someone who really needs it. ImmuneUsername: Kill it dead Name: Francis Age: 29 Personality: Francis hates everything in the world. Everyone that is around him knows about that, if they stick around long enough to hear him start on one of his rants (which occurs every other minute). He hates, vampires, the army, boats, Ayn Rand, and many other things. Not an hour goes by that Francis expresses his distaste for everything. Although Francis hates many things, he holds a soft spot for his ‘team’ of survivors. Life before the Infection: Before The Infection, Francis was a definite 'bad boy' stereotype. He was obviously affiliated with a biker gang that most likely ended him up in jail. Some tattoos that Francis has on his arms are the Iron Cross and a tattoo that could mean that he and Nick have some sort of affiliation in a gang or organization together since they have similar symbols in their wardrobe. Just about everything he did resulted in a negative consequence for him. Life up until Now (Through the Infection): After The Infection, Francis is with the other three 'Northern' survivors, Zoey, Bill, and Louis. Not much changed about his life after The Infection, because in Francis’ eyes, the only thing that The Infection has given him is a few more things to hate. Although he seems to hate being with the other survivors, Francis does show his like for them time to time (especially Zoey). The one he seems to dislike more than the other two is Louis. It may be because of Francis being a former skinhead, or because of Louis’ eternal optimism in any situation, that Francis hates him, but what ever the explanation, Francis does not like Louis all too great. Type: Immune Weapons/Items: The auto shotgun is 'groovy' to Francis, which is obvious since he is rarely seen with anything that isn't a shotgun. He keeps an axe with him all the time, along with an adrenaline shot that hangs on his hip along with the first aid kit he is going to use for himself. ImmuneUsername: Kill it dead Name: Louis Age: 31 Personality: Louis is always optimistic, and tries his best not to back down from a bleak position that he may be in. He keeps in good spirits with the other Survivors, trying to make the situation better, and keep morale high. Although he tries his best, he just can’t make great friends with Francis. Life before the Infection: Before The Infection, Louis worked as a Junior Systems Analyst at his company's IT department. He rather disliked his job, as he sometimes tells the other Survivors, but he did seem to like most of the ‘guys in the office,’ as he fondly reminisces about them when he talks about ‘em. Life up until Now (Through the Infection): Louis was happy that he could find survivors of The Infection that he could come to rely on to protect him, and that could rely on him to protect them. Continuously, Lois tries to make friends with Francis, but is unsuccessful every time, although Francis does somewhat care for Louis, Francis still would not like to be the last person on Earth with Louis. Type: Immune Weapons/Items: Louis tends to prefer the sub machine gun, but often will trade it off for an M16 (begins with SMG). He carries dual pistols with him and a first aid kit to heal anyone besides himself. You can’t forget though, Louis’ love for “Peelz.” Whenever there are any pain pills within a few yards, Louis will immediately snoop them out and enthusiastically yell out “Grabbin’ Peelz!” This brings up the question if he was an abuser of drugs before The Infection, but the world may never know.
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Kill it dead Vice Captain
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Posted: Sun Feb 28, 2010 8:12 am
S U R V I V O R S
Name: Keith Sanders
Age: 24
Personality: Keith thinks he's a comedian. And when he wants something he goes for it. Before the infection, he'd usually drag his buddy Ellis along. Though now he runs for himself. He doesn't talk about himself much but likes to point out the obvious. And he gets kicks out of crashing through anything with his tow truck. How does he still have it? Who knows. He knows a little about Mechanics but not enough to consider himself one. He'd much rather lounge around a campfire than kill off hordes of the undead. And he likes to brag about coming "this close" to a Witch, or as he called her, a "Crying Hook'r", and the story gets more and more far-fetched every time.
Life before the Infection: Keith was a tow truck driver for the same garage Ellis worked at as mechanic. Naturally, the two became good friends and drinking buddies. Yet when the infection hit, Keith was unaware. He had been out on a camping slash drunk trip by himself because for once he couldn't manage to drag his buddy along. When he got back he found zombie freaks and nothing else.
Life up until Now (Through the Infection): So he lived through that. Always knowing that somehow Ellis was alive and somewhere. So he moved on. Picking up a few weapons and such along the way. He travels by himself mostly and is slightly crazy from being alone. He is actually often found talking to the zombies after they're dead. He also has his own interesting names for the types which come out in his vocabulary quite often.
Type: He thinks he's immune....
Weapons/Items: he prefers a Woodman's Axe and Chainsaw but uses whatever he can reach when it's needed. And it seems he tends to collect Boomer bile, judging by the back of his truck. It proves to be an excellent source of fuel for both the truck and fire starting.
Name: Nicholas (Nick)
Age: 35
Personality: Nick lives for himself mostly. He is always seen in his white Armani suit and whenever asked or told to change, the one who said it gets a sneer. He's a back alley gambler and will do anything for a buck yet he pretty much is just trying to stay out of jail. Therefore he changes his last name every couple years or so for that purpose. He isn't exactly sure how he met the other survivors but he does have his own opinions of each. Though the only one worth noting is the fact that he outwardly insults Ellis and teases by mocking his accent. Nearly as if the hick annoys him to wits end. Though he secretly has a soft spot for him, seen through the fact that he's the one who heals Ellis first and offers help when necessary. But he'll never apologize for the teasing unless Rochelle and Coach died first.
Life before the Infection: As mentioned, he was a back alley gambler. And fate had him all over the country. He must have changed his last name about a good hundred times by now, his most recent being "Tate". Just to evade whoever was looking for him at any given time. However, he left Vegas soon before the infection, hearing of a gambling cruise and thought he could trick a few gullible fish aboard into paying up. But things didn't go his way.
Life up until Now (Through the Infection): So he never boarded that ship. If he had, he wouldn't be in the midst of a zombie apocalypse. It isn't certain how he met the others but he has come to accept that they're his only companions in this crusade. Unfortunately, for one who is usually surrounded by women at high roller's tables, he doesn't really like the only woman around and always tries to get partnered up with "the Hick" when they branch apart.
Type: Immune
Weapons/Items: Nick prefers a baseball bat as a melee weapon. Often dragging it around and smacking it against anything he can when not fighting off the infected. When asked about it all he has to say is "I like the sound it makes." But other weapons are necessary. Nick favors a Magnum but isn't afraid to pick up a grenade launcher when he spots one. Sure, he carries health packs and pills, but he never uses them on himself much unless he's in critical shape. He prefers others to do that for him, even though he claims to only be looking out for himself.C A R R I E R S
Name: Harper Solomon
Age: 19
Personality: Harper usually is the type to want to help everyone. Partially why he was so useful of a worker at the Burger Tank. Though after finding out he was infected, he became somewhat distant. He prefers to keep to himself for one reason. He doesn't want anyone else to get it. Course, he never heard of immunity towards it. Harper knows his way around medical stuff, though when it comes to anything that needs stitching, he fails bitterly. He does lose his temper on a regular basis and has become a bit of a pill-popping junkie. Only because the virus causes unbearable migraines which he needs pills to subdue before he kills out of rage caused by them.
Life before the Infection: Harper was a northerner trying to get through college. He was a freelance photographer and artist as well as a cashier for the local Burger Tank branch in his hometown.
Life up until Now (Through the Infection): Harper was attacked. But he had brought it about on himself. He was curious and wanted pictures of a Smoker behind his house. Well, he had gotten too close. Strange thing is, it has been over a month since that happened and he never transformed. He simply figured that he was immune. Harper went along to the EVAC site with the rest of the students. But once he was there, he was tested and told he wasn't allowed to follow along. He had the virus. So since then, he has traveled by nothing but his bike and by hitching rides for favors he'd rather forget.
Type: Carrier
Weapons/Items: He keeps his backpack of supplies with him all the time. He has a small supply of batteries for his camera within, as well as a sketchbook and pencils. He loves spending free time to capture the infected on paper or film. He keeps a defibrillator at his side but isn't quite sure why. Hoping that somehow he'll have a chance to use it someday. He's not much for healing but has a small supply of painkillers with him due to the fact he gets headaches rather easily. The only side effect of the virus. And when he has one, he gets in a mood where the rage tries to take over. Painkillers keep it all at bay.
I N F E C T E D
Name: Hector Sable Jervaine
Age: 20
Personality: Hector, or as he prefers to be called, Sable, is not one to double cross. He prefers the darkness since he became infected an also prefers to be alone. He is afraid of not being able to control his viral instincts and therefore doesn't want human contact at all. Yet, when the opportunity arises, he is the first to pounce, last to ask questions. And he is aggressive and possessive. Known to growl to tell other infected to back off and let him do all the work to make a kill.
Sable cannot communicate well with humans. But he will growl in a low tone if he senses one in the area around him. That pretty much means one thing. "Get lost." And usually after that, if the survivor sticks around, they end up pinned and soon dead or infected. Sable usually stops after one of those results except on a bad day. The survivors have taken to trying to kill the infected off so Sable tries to keep hidden unless he spots one alone. If he could battle the rage for one moment, he would attempt to get the point across that he wants to be helped. But the rage is empowering.
Life before the Infection: Sable was once a lawyer. Before the infection that is. Well, he was in college to be one. He always had a taste for law, ever since watching a court show when he was seven. He didn't understand it then but does now. But his dreams were ruined by the Infection. Unfortunately, Hector was bitten.
Life up until Now (Through the Infection): He lost his ability to speak due to viral swelling of the vocal chords. He growls to communicate with other infected but that isn't understandable by humans. Deep down he wants to find a cure. But the virus seized his mind capacities and filled him mostly with rage. Rage for fellow humans and infected alike. If he cannot infect, he can definitely kill.
Type: Hunter (special infected)
Weapons/Items: He doesn't carry anything but the clothing on his back. Name: Gunter Abernathy
Age: 30
Personality: He's a bit stir crazy. But that more than likely came from being alone for a good eight years of his life. He'll attack anything that moves, though its obvious to tell when he's fighting that urge back. He gets fidgety. But there's times when he has to. Despite his desire to kill all survivors, he wants to warn them about particular things and places as well. More-so, warn them about himself. As experience shown, there are ways to prevent him from attacking. Devices which make doing so impossible. The last survivor that came his way was one of the guys in Haz-mat suits. Treated him like a pet. But he had been kept in an anti-bite mask and shackles. Which pretty much made him mopey and docile. He prefers the freedom.
Life before the Infection: He lived alone in a small shack outside of Gator Village, on the opposite side of the railroad tracks. Though he wasn't born in the swamp. After his mother's death due to lung cancer, he moved out of the city to the desolate area to be alone. As for his father, the deadbeat had left before he was born. Though he was born to a German mother and partially raised by his grandmother while his real mum worked, he does have a very notable Germanic accent.
He spent his time never going into town much and never bothering to talk much to anyone, he became a bit of a hermit. When the infection hit, or the "Swamp Fever" as he deemed it, he locked himself inside his hut, not eating or sleeping for a week.
Life up until Now (Through the Infection): But, luck wasn't on his side. He decided to wander out one day, armed with a double barreled shotgun, sneaking to the corner store for some amenities. That's when he heard the crying. It was so depressing and pathetic that he had to investigate. He figured it was some lonely vixen crying over the loss of a family member. But when he got closer to the girl on her knees, she started to growl and scream, swatting at him repeatedly. He managed to kill her but over the next two days, he slowly fell victim to the infection. Though he believes he has overcome it. But that isn't the entirety of the truth. He is still classified as a high risk common infected. Though despite the infection, he can still talk. And the temper comes in waves. Well, that happens with the other commons as well. But he can still speak. And wield a weapon if he truly wants to. His one goal: To warn survivors about what might be lurking in the dark.
Type: Common Infected
Weapons/Items: a hunting knife, if he decides to actually use it.
G O S S I P & U P D A T E SRELATIONSHIPS: So if ya'll haven't noticed... Keith is somewhat dating the hunter named CurtisHarper and Zoeysomewhat like one another but their relationship is still questionable Sable is crazy about NelNick is still reluctant to let the group know how much he cares about EllisRUMORS: well, ever since Keith had a little romp with Curtis (who he's insane for liking in the first place), he hasn't been feeling like himself at all.
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Posted: Sun Feb 28, 2010 12:02 pm
Survivor  Username: Teh Pentsless Chef~! Name: Angelica "Marie" Clemmings Age: 19 Personality: Everyone Thinks she is an Angel but she isn't. When you piss her off, she would make you pay. She dosen't trust a lot of people. If you do get to know her , she'l trust you. Life before the Infection: Angelica finished high school, and was at Johnson and Wales Culinary school. Her boyfriend,Joey stays with her always. Her llife dream was to become an Iron Chef and be able to battle Cat Cora and other famous Iron Chefs. When she first caught wind of the infection, she was visiting her parents, Joey caught the infection. She shot him in the head before he went full blown. her and Her brother managed to Escape. Life up until Now (Through the Infection): Type: Immune Weapons/Items: AK-47, small caliber pistol. She also carries a notepad with a pencil, a picture of her family, and a picture of her boyfriend in a locket on her neck and some small homemade Pipe Bombs
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Posted: Sun Feb 28, 2010 12:13 pm
INFECTED Username: Kronoton Name: Curtis Age: 24 Personality: He retains most of his personality due to setbacks in the mutation changes. He still understands concepts, and tool use, such as how to use a gun. Curtis can't remember how to reload one. Despite all of his intelligence still intact, he is unable to talk. He forgot how! Curtis forgets more and more, but his true goal remains unchanged. The goal is to find a cure ASAP, before he finally succumbs to being one of the mindless types. Life before the Infection: Curtis worked in morgues. It was a grim job working with frozen cadavers day in and day out, but somebody had to do it. Despite that, his time was usually free, working the night shift and doing his own thing in the day. He was taking his vacation when the infection started spreading. Life up until Now (Through the Infection): He was one the few that had undergone a dramatic transformation. Even though he wore a hoodie in an attempt to kill the virus by heat, it didn't do much good. Now all he does is find food and wait for survivors to show up so he can deliver his message. The problem is getting the message out before getting shot. Type: Special Infected Weapons/Items: He is the only Hunter to carry an ax with him. Carrying an ax helps him remember how to use tools, and his true goal. He will use guns lying around, but if they don't have a full clip of ammo already in them, he'll throw the entire gun aside.
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Posted: Sun Feb 28, 2010 6:03 pm
CarrierUsername: Becca-Taicho
Name: Lily Williker
Age: 18
Personality: Kind and caring, she'd also a bit of a coward, preferring to run from anything dangerous. She can come across as sort of apathetic, but she doesn't stay that way for long.
Life before the Infection: She was a popular girl at her highschool, good grades, part of the track team. She was a senior when things started getting weird. She caught a sort of cold, but quickly recovered... Her boyfriend caught the cold a few days afterward, and steadily got worse....
Life up until Now (Through the Infection): She immediately ran when things got out of control, staying with her family at first, but when she was seperated at an Evac station as a carrier, she knew things were getting hairy. The station was quickly over run by infected however and she took the oppourtunity to grab a facemask and get out. She soon found herself wandering backroads, getting more and more lost as she does. She has a tendency to blank out and stand around unless prodded to move.
Type: Carrier
Weapons/Items: Adrenaline, First Aid Kit. A handgun that's been out of bullets for a long time.(SmallEdit- Thought I'd make Lily LEGAL....orz) Special InfectedDead Via Shot to the head+ a house fell on him.  Username: Becca-Taicho
Name: Jimmy 'The Tank' Thompson
Age: 21
Personality: Always a hothead, he, like most men his age, were run by one thing and one thing only. Testosterone. Easily distracted
Life before the Infection: Quarterback for his college's football team, he spent most of his time training or at parties, leaving the nerds to his homework. Until one day a crazy broad bit him, and he got sick....
Life up until Now (Through the Infection): He now wanders around, pissed about his situation, pissed about life in general, PISSED ABOUT THE LOWER HALF OF HIS JAW BEING GONE!
Type: Special Infected
Weapons/Items: His RAEG! and his fists.
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Posted: Mon Mar 01, 2010 8:25 pm
Username: Baconious Name: Jack Tosk Age: 25 Personality: Jack is a reckless energetic who usually doesn't have much patience for planning. Although he can be nice, he is usually quite blunt, which at times can come off as rude. Life before the Infection: Jack was, more or less, a professional Hitman. Due to his reckless and energetic nature, though, the term "professional" was use lightly around him. He did get the job done and usually left no evidence, it was just that stealth wasn't really his style. He was more of the "burst in and shoot everyone up" kind of hitman. Right before the infection became a mass pandemic, Jack was working with a few other associates. Life up until Now (Through the Infection): Jack and the associates stuck together as the infected seemed to become a problem to their survival. As time progressed, they gradually started to lose most of their ammunition. When the first associate ran out, they were unlucky enough to meet a boomer and hunter. The associate died in a sea of zombies. The three travelers then started trying to use what they could find lying around from weapons, which ended up being various blunt objects. Their hopes were starting to get up when they were getting close to the evac, but when they could hear the escape helicopters, they were graced by the presence of a tank. Only Jack and one Associate survived the encounter, missing their escape in the process. Hope did shine on them though, since they ended up running into a weapon shop. It had been mostly cleaned out, but they found decent enough ammo to keep going, at least till their next planned destination. Jack's idea was to get to his house so they could get all the ammo and firepower they would need. Traveling to his home seemed to be an easy journey for the two due to minimal infected interference, and their newly loaded guns made short work of any problems. No problems emerged until they met a giant horde of zombies that had congregated around a car. Without hesitation, Jack started to run towards the horde, blasting away at them. Long story short (Sorry, just trying to wrap this up), Jack hit the car, more zombies came, Jack luckily got out, his last partner didn't. He is currently wandering alone, still trying to get to his house. Type: Immune Weapons/Items: His house is loaded with all sorts of weapons, unfortunately though, he isn't there. All he has with him are two Colt .357 magnum revolvers, an Uzi, and ammo for each.
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Posted: Mon Mar 01, 2010 8:34 pm
 Username: GamerSurfer Name: Pvt. Will Age: 25 Personality: funny, caring, energetic, brave Life before the Infection: Will was a marine sent to the Middle East to fight against the terrorists and has been a skilled fighter. Will was sent back to the USA to help deal with the infection. Will has always put his life before others and continues to do so. But now his life is all he has and he wishes to keep it. Life up until Now (Through the Infection): Will's fellow Marines have fallen easily to the infection and has been forever scarred with the memory of his friends turning into mindless zombies. He is the last of his unit and searches through the USA looking for survivors Type: (Immune/Carrier/Infected/Special Infected) Immune Weapons/Items: M-16 assault rifle, tactical knife, Molotov and first-aid kit
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Posted: Tue Mar 02, 2010 1:46 pm
Username: SteveTheMime
Name: Aidan O'Ryan
Age: 32
Personality: Usually pretty laid back, likes to crack jokes
Life before the Infection: I was a engineer/mechanic but when I wasnt working, I played my guitar
Life up until Now (Through the Infection): Wanders on his own and takes refuge wherever he can.
Type: (Immune/Carrier/Infected/Special Infected): Immune
Weapons/Items: Sledgehammer, Shotgun, Mag-lite, extra batteries, extra ammo, and of course, my Gibson Les Paul
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