Zombieland: Characters
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				Title: <strong>Zombieland: Characters</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DreamlandDenizen</strong> on <strong>24-07-2010, 21:27:18</strong>
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				This thread is for you to post information about your characters. You can follow my character sheet structure or do your own.<br><br><strong>Character Name</strong>: Nathan<br><strong>Age</strong>: 24<br><strong>Orientation</strong>: Straight<br><strong>Appearance:</strong><br>(http://i646.photobucket.com/albums/uu190/dnbeattie/Jensen-ACKLES.jpg) <br>Nathan is tall with a lean, muscular build. He has short brown hair and green eyes. He often wears cargo pants secured with suspenders, and tight fitting shirts that show off his muscles well. <br><strong>Personality:</strong><br>Nathan is friendly for the most part. Years of total isolation has worn down his social skills. Hoards of zombies has left him somewhat untrusting of other people. Still he values the beauty of human life now that it has become so sparse as of late. Nathan is very careful and cautious, and does the best he can to avoid Zombies. Still he's always prepared to take down a couple swarms if need be.<br><strong>History:</strong> <br>Before the Zombie outbreak Nathan had just started college in southern California. He was happy to finally be able to move out of his house and get away from his family. During college Nathan was sort of a loner like he had been in high school. Early into the outbreak Nathan had watched a news report that warned that the infection was most likely to spread through friends and family. He figured thats why he was able to avoid it. He had no close friends and he didn't speak to to his family. Once containment of the infection failed catastrophically Nathan broke into an underground bunker owned by a family that had already been infected. He lived there, in isolation for what felt like many years.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Zombieland: Characters</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>elfguy</strong> on <strong>26-07-2010, 03:17:14</strong>
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				Name: Sasha<br><br>Age: 28<br><br>Orientation: Bi<br><br>Appearance:<br>(http://fc02.deviantart.net/fs71/f/2010/196/b/4/OC_Sasha_by_elfguy.jpg)<br><br>Equipment: She has a hunting knife hidden in a boot, rides a bike, on which she keeps a loaded shotgun and axe.<br><br>Personality: Sasha is very open and out going. She is dominant and can be ruthless. She used to work as a guard at a small local jail, but got fired when she was found to be having sex with several inmates.<br><br>Bio: Before the outbreak, Sasha was pretty happy, being a jail guard by day, and an experienced dominatrix by night. But when she lost her job, she wasn't quite sure what to do for the first time in a long while. When the zombie outbreak came, she didn't see it as a bad thing like everyone else did. It was a fun distraction for her. She immensely enjoys killing them in the most brutal possible way.<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Zombieland: Characters</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Panthean</strong> on <strong>28-07-2010, 03:51:06</strong>
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				<strong>Character Name</strong>: Mathew<br><strong>Age</strong>: 21<br><strong>Gender</strong>: Male<br><strong>Genders of Interest</strong>: Female<br><strong>Appearance:</strong><br>Very muscular, 6'2" tall, brown eyes, unkempt short black hair, untrimmed short facial hair. He wears padded dirt-biker's pants, a white T-shirt, a black trench coat, steel toe'd work boots, a rough leather belt. During the day he wears sunglasses. He also has a utility backpack.<br><strong>Equipment:</strong> A fixed blade hunting knife with brass knuckle handle carried on his belt, a pocket-knife, several lighters, some note paper and several pens, hand sanitizer, a 1 liter canister for water carried in his pack. A shotgun, always loaded, he keeps strapped across his back. A Pistol, also always loaded, kept on his belt. Some extra ammo in his pack. Tries to keep fairly amounts of high calorie snacks on him. Kept in his pack is a loaded AK47 and some extra ammo wherever he can find any. Lots of papers in which he's scribbled directions on.<br><strong>Personality:</strong><br>Mathew rarely smiles. He is a rather serious person who doesn't like to let his emotions get in the way, even before the zombie outbreak. He was never too trusting of people, and always held very poor faith in humanity. He was a loner, and his few real friends all died in the outbreak. Now with the zombie plague, just as he was already doing before, he wasn't a part of the world; as far as he was concerned, he just had to live there. He isn't so much locked on survival, but he can give the impression of such. He never thought himself to have a purpose, he just lived.<br><strong>History:</strong><br>Before the outbreak, he was a criminal; a car thief. He worked at a gas station convenience store 5 days a week, and came face to face with a cold blooded killer once, who robbed him at gunpoint.<br>When he first realized there was an outbreak of zombies, his initial impulse was to run. He stopped, and thought for a few moments, and came up with a plan first. He watched from his window, looking outside and waiting for what he thought was the opportune moment, and then made his move. Once the activity on the streets had calmed down, he made his way to the apartment lobby, where he acquired his first weapon; a security guard dead on the floor with a loaded pistol in hand. He took it, quickly and immediately aimed at the corpse in case the officer had become one of them. He hadn't, and so Mathew quickly moved to the streets and jacked an abandoned pick-up truck, which he drove quickly towards the convenience store where he worked. He filled the truck up with gas, and stocked up on food and water before quickly taking off again.<br>His next destination was a local weapons dealer, where he acquired his other weapons. The rest of his equipment was collected from his travels, and the truck eventually broke down on the interstate, and he's been walking ever since, headed for New York after reading a few graffiti rumors about other survivors headed that way. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Zombieland: Characters</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kelly♥</strong> on <strong>30-07-2010, 00:59:01</strong>
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				<div align="center"><strong>Character Name</strong>: "April"<br><strong>Age</strong>: 20<br><strong>Gender</strong>: Female<br><strong>Orientation</strong>: Straight<br><br><strong>Appearance</strong>:<br>A very good looking girl, often using her looks to charm those around her. Her clothes vary and change, since she carries a few items with her.<br>Most of her clothes are tattered and torn, but some are in near perfect condition. She won't hesitate to take some from abandoned stores.<br><br>&nbsp;(http://i29.tinypic.com/35ji5x4.jpg)<br><br><strong>Personality</strong>: <br>She is out spoken and often comes off snobby or bitchy. April can be very stubborn and manipulative. <br>It takes her a while to warm up to people, having a soft spot for those who seem genuine and nice.<br>She doesn't believe in telling people her real name or getting connected to anyone. They could be gone in seconds.<br>She will ditch others within seconds, or sell them out if it ensures her survival. <br><br><strong>Equipment</strong>:<br>&nbsp;A mobile phone. Often used for lighting and other applications. It seems to never find a signal, not that it would matter.<br>Small suitcase with wheels. Stores her food and clothes she had "stolen". Very light and compact, doubles as a weak weapon.<br><br><strong>History</strong>:<br>&nbsp;Once a spoiled girl who lived a polished life, filled with glamour and riches. Popular, pretty, and ahead in life. It seemed that April had everything going for her. She was at a party once the infection first came to light. Some people perceived it as a joke, while others had left right away. April was one of those that decided to stay, brushing it off as a joke. <br><br>After passing out in a spare room, it seemed everything changed over night. Not a single soul in sight, anywhere. The streets were empty, the noise and hustle had died down, it was as if everyone was gone. Once April had made her way home, she was greeted by ransackers who refused to let her get anywhere close to them. They informed her that the property was now their own, claiming that it was empty when they arrived. April knew she had to find her family.<br><br>The spoiled girl had to learn the hard way. April would live on the road, walking from one point to another. Taking whatever she wanted from abandoned stores, storing it inside her small luggage case. Zombies were disgusting, and there was no way she would get near them. With no real weapon, her only choice would be to run, and she preferred it that way. Being out in the open was smart, the free space making it harder for her to be caught. The girl often took open paths, being quiet while doing so, not wanting any attention. Most times she drags her suit-case behind her, but when it's obvious there are zombies around, she'll carry it instead.<br></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Zombieland: Characters</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dracoat</strong> on <strong>01-08-2010, 03:16:12</strong>
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				<div align="center"><strong>Character Name:</strong> Ray<br><strong>Age:</strong> 23<br><strong>Gender:</strong> Male<br><strong>Orientation:</strong> Straight<br><strong>Appearance:</strong> He is a bit rustic in how he looks, but he's a clean guy otherwise. 5'7" and pretty muscular. So he looks like a tall dwarf. He usually wears a shirt.<br><br><br>(http://t1.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:V0Epb9zGaBrL8M:http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v101/He219/Todays%20Pix/more/a9b26a71.jpg&amp;t=1)<br><strong>Personality:</strong> He is a soft-hearted guy with a hate for zombies. He is a retired CIA agent so sometimes he comes off as a bit eccentric about something mysterious and unknown. Otherwise he is pretty straight forward and to the point about things.<br><strong>Equipment:</strong> He has a backpack full of random things, like food, ammo, a hand crank boombox, and various McGyver type items. He carries around an automatic glock18 with an extended clip. He also carries an old hunting rifle to pick targets off from afar.<br><strong>History:</strong> He was working for the CIA a couple of years before the outbreak. He is very conservative about his past, as he was taught to be. All his friends and family were distant with him due to his job, so his colleagues and peers were all he had to talk about his life with. He first got word of the outbreak through his contacts and spotty news reports. He trusted his contacts.<br><br>At first it seemed the infection was under control. He personally was in charge of a few cases concerning the breakout. It seemed an isolated event that could be handled, but then it started appearing in different places as if someone were intentionally spreading at random. He immediately quit his work, as the cases he started investigating were leaving him with nightmares. Children brutally killed only to come back and try to kill him. Women who had seemed to be loving and caring, turned to savage beasts. He even met a childhood friend, later, who had tried to rip his throat out.<br><br>At first the panic filled his little hometown and most ran to places, which they thought were safe, that became slaughterhouses. His hometown wasn't affected till one day a couple of the monsters ran straight into a neighbors house at night. First, it was the farmhouses out on the edge of town. Then, the shit finally hit the fan. He locked down his house and ran into his basement to wait out the storm. Cold, but he had no other choice. His basement was filled with necessities to hold out in case of a homeland attack. He waited until silence filled the town two days later. Afterwards, he made it his mission to kill and bury each one of the beasts he could find, hoping to give them a true final rest. After clearing the town for the most part and not finding any survivors, he decided to move on. He left on foot, with a backpack, a pistol for anything close, and a rifle with a scope for recon and range.<br></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Zombieland: Characters</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Coldorchestra</strong> on <strong>01-08-2010, 17:18:39</strong>
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				<div align="center"><strong>Character name:</strong> Roger</div><div align="center"><strong>Age:</strong> 18</div><div align="center"><strong>Gender:</strong> Male</div><div align="center"><strong>Orientation:</strong> Straight</div><div align="center"><strong>Appearance:</strong> Roger is slim lanky guy, his eyes are half covered by his unkept messed up hair, and he seems to wear flexible clothing.</div>(http://api.ning.com/files/lJCuE6h8NnyMKlv4FshZjyfKGTCu5hFTPmDvHQindU4_/LeParkourFabian.jpg)<br><strong>Personality:</strong> Roger used to be a carefree average teenager, but since the diasaster he worries constantly about being the last person alive but he hides his fears behind a cheesy grin and jokes that he throws out even by himself.<br><strong>Equipment:</strong> A BMX bicycle he uses to get from place to place, since he never learned to drive before the disaster hit, A baseball bat with a tight sling he attached with two nuts and bolts, a backpack that he has some romen noodle packs and two bottles of water. A pair of cracked binoculars that uses to try and see long distance trouble.<br><br><strong>History:</strong> A young kid from a poor family, Roger grew up playing and running around the suburb with some of the other kids, as time moved he began to try to figure out fun ways to move around the buildings and parking garages and began free running. When the disaster hit, Roger was asleep until the sound of shattered glass woke him up. His parents had shouted at him to stay in his room and he did until he heard them screaming, he had bolted out his room and into the foyer to see a group rotting decaying things biting his parents, He screamed and grabbed the baseball bat swinging wildly, hitting them until they stopped moving, he had turned to try to help his parents, only to find them rising up eyes blank and wild as they attacked him. Pushing them backwards with his bat, he turned and ran seeking help only to find more of the same. Eventually the radios and tvs blaring had clued him in, and ever since he has been riding on the roads on a bike he found, using his skills in freerunning to avoid the deadheads at all costs.<br><br>
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