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[OOC] The Walking Dead: Chicago (Dark, post-apocalyptic zombie RP - Always open!) Page 2
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Warrior in the Shadows The Unknown One
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Monster said
@Dragonbud, great post! Adds a little mystery, even though our characters won't know it, I sure want to. Good job. @Warrior in the Shadows, I may not be GM, but I'm pretty sure 200 hundred rounds of ammunition for a pistol is slightly ridonk. Especially since it's already a high-powered weapon. Other than that I'm not entirely certain as to how the two melee capable weapons will be accepted. Probably, seeing as it fits your character. Sorry, it just seems slightly OP.
Not really. Ammo is sold in boxes of numbers like 20, 50, 100. It's pretty easy to get that much in 9mm. Plus, it's not a pistol, it's a carbine. 200 rounds is a small amount, but if he wants me to lower it, I'm fine with that.
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The melee weapons are fine but yes, you have way too much ammo. I understand that it's possible to amass that much ammo but to keep the RP balanced and fair, you should probably check the weapons/ammo other characters have and scale it according to that level in order to avoid being overpowered. With 200 rounds, your character would be able to make short work of herds and dominate the rest of the characters in any kind of confrontation.
I think SyrianHamster's characters set the precedent for maximum bullets which should be 60 unless you have a boss character. Since we don't have any boss characters yet, I can approve your profile if you're OK settling for 60 rounds as opposed to 200.
I think SyrianHamster's characters set the precedent for maximum bullets which should be 60 unless you have a boss character. Since we don't have any boss characters yet, I can approve your profile if you're OK settling for 60 rounds as opposed to 200.
Warrior in the Shadows The Unknown One
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That's fine. Will comply.
D Disciple
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Name: Lance Kraft (You'll figure out the name later on in the rp)
Age: Unknown
Height: Unknown
Weight: Unknown
Appearance: Unknown for now.
History: After the outbreak he took shelter at a radio station where he has been using the emergency broadcast station to let people know how the situation is around him. He is a beacon of hope, and he closes his broadcast station with soothing music. No one knows of his exact location as of now.
Personality: He seems cheerful, and jolly over the radio. Always has a heart warming greeting as well as a salutation. He tries to keep the citizens cheerful with puns and messages of encouragement.
Weapon: A Lance
Age: Unknown
Height: Unknown
Weight: Unknown
Appearance: Unknown for now.
History: After the outbreak he took shelter at a radio station where he has been using the emergency broadcast station to let people know how the situation is around him. He is a beacon of hope, and he closes his broadcast station with soothing music. No one knows of his exact location as of now.
Personality: He seems cheerful, and jolly over the radio. Always has a heart warming greeting as well as a salutation. He tries to keep the citizens cheerful with puns and messages of encouragement.
Weapon: A Lance
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Warrior in the Shadows' profile is approved and so is D's. Both have been added to the character list. We've discussed Lance prior and have purposely kept information scarce, more will be revealed as the RP progresses!
Dragonbud SPACE ACE
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What a cool character idea!
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Name: Lindsey Stiller
Age: 14
Height: 5'1
Weight: 110
Appearance: Long blonde hair, green eyes. She has a few scratches on her left shoulder, he pink and white tank top is tattered and dirty. Wearing blue jeans with some of the beads with the design of a flower intact on her left thigh. White sneakers. She her face is sunken, showing her cheek bones.
History: She was like any ordinary middle class teenage girl. Had a lot of friends in school, happy family with her baby brother, mom and dad. Until Judgment day occurred, her neighborhood got infected immediately, and it seemed like in a single instant her family and friends who she loved were after her flesh and blood. Deciding to fight or flight, she fought. Killing her father first, then her mother, and finally her 3 year old brother. After doing that, she cried to the point that her voice vanished, and she wanders the street of her favorite area in the districts. She managed to live on her own for a few years, but as supplies has become scarce, her strength and will slowly sapped to her current state.
Personality: As of now she's extremely shy and quiet. If she decides to speak to you it's a mere whisper, she's a scavenger, always looking for scraps and manages to avoid the areas with the most zombies in the district where she resides.
Weapon: A belt of knives, and her father's prized baseball bat. (She hardly uses the bat)
Name: Marcus
Age: 25
Height: 5'9
Weight: 185
Appearance: Long dreads put wrapped up at the end into a pony tail, light brown skin with hazel eyes, a scar on his right cheek that ends at his hair line near his left ear. He wears a plain white tee shirt, black jeans with black tennis shoes. Carries a brown satchel, and a holster for his pick and machete.
History: What's the point. You won't live long enough to remember it.
Personality: Not quick to trust anyone or to get super close to them. In this day and age, people come and go. One minute you're eating beans out of a can with them, the next minute they want to eat you, ending up lodging screwdriver into their eye socket. If he does trust you, you have a friend for life, and a very reliable person in knowing where to get some grub or fresh water.
Weapon: Pick and Machete
Age: 14
Height: 5'1
Weight: 110
Appearance: Long blonde hair, green eyes. She has a few scratches on her left shoulder, he pink and white tank top is tattered and dirty. Wearing blue jeans with some of the beads with the design of a flower intact on her left thigh. White sneakers. She her face is sunken, showing her cheek bones.
History: She was like any ordinary middle class teenage girl. Had a lot of friends in school, happy family with her baby brother, mom and dad. Until Judgment day occurred, her neighborhood got infected immediately, and it seemed like in a single instant her family and friends who she loved were after her flesh and blood. Deciding to fight or flight, she fought. Killing her father first, then her mother, and finally her 3 year old brother. After doing that, she cried to the point that her voice vanished, and she wanders the street of her favorite area in the districts. She managed to live on her own for a few years, but as supplies has become scarce, her strength and will slowly sapped to her current state.
Personality: As of now she's extremely shy and quiet. If she decides to speak to you it's a mere whisper, she's a scavenger, always looking for scraps and manages to avoid the areas with the most zombies in the district where she resides.
Weapon: A belt of knives, and her father's prized baseball bat. (She hardly uses the bat)
Name: Marcus
Age: 25
Height: 5'9
Weight: 185
Appearance: Long dreads put wrapped up at the end into a pony tail, light brown skin with hazel eyes, a scar on his right cheek that ends at his hair line near his left ear. He wears a plain white tee shirt, black jeans with black tennis shoes. Carries a brown satchel, and a holster for his pick and machete.
History: What's the point. You won't live long enough to remember it.
Personality: Not quick to trust anyone or to get super close to them. In this day and age, people come and go. One minute you're eating beans out of a can with them, the next minute they want to eat you, ending up lodging screwdriver into their eye socket. If he does trust you, you have a friend for life, and a very reliable person in knowing where to get some grub or fresh water.
Weapon: Pick and Machete
Name: Joe 'Kikuchiyo Joe' Mifune
Age: 26
Height: 6'0
Weight: 180 lbs
Appearance: Japanese-American with a wild and large black pompadour, black leather jacket on top of a white t-shirt, and dark jeans. Black steel-toed boots and black gloves. Wears a steel mesh face mask most of the time.
History: Born to a Japanese father and an American mother, Joe has had the displeasure of being between two cultures. In his youth, he was a rebel who always managed to get into trouble. As he grew older.. He was still, disappointingly, a bit of a ruffian. As he got older, it was his father that introduced him to both motorcycles and the way of making ancient Japanese swords in an effort to focus his son's energy on more productive things.
When the virus struck, Joe and a few other of his closest friends banded together to survive. They were part of a motorcycle club before the arrival of the virus, and used their skills and talents to head towards Black Mountain on their nimble (yet highly gas-efficient) bikes.
Over time and having crossed over a couple states, the members of the motorcyclists-turned-survivalists-club, now known as 'Red Rim', dwindled or got separated. And with each loss of a great friend, Joe's mental state become more and more unstable.
Finally reaching Chicago, it seems like the end is near, but riding his way to Black Mountain seems like a long journey despite the fact that he's only cutting across a city- the city itself was crawling with creepies. Joe has mowed down many a zombie with his motorcycle and Japanese cavalry sword, but this was becoming way too much.
Having promised his best friend to take care of his daughter Haleigh in his absence, Joe and Haleigh try to figure out a way to find and enter the humanity's last known bastion.
Personality: With a deteriorating personality and mental state, Joe is generally an wacky, reckless, buffoon, sometimes during the most inopportune time possible. Joe thinks of himself as a smooth talker that is able to get out of any sticky situation, but in reality his chances are usually 60/40: 60% being failure. Joe has at times shown great fearlessness, but it is really just forced courage.
His nickname, given to him by his friends, 'Kikuchiyo Joe', is derived from his resemblance to a character from the classic Seven Samurai. The nickname also doubles as a unique identifier, as some people within Red Rim have the same first names as other members.
Weapons: Odachi cavalry longsword
Age: 26
Height: 6'0
Weight: 180 lbs
Appearance: Japanese-American with a wild and large black pompadour, black leather jacket on top of a white t-shirt, and dark jeans. Black steel-toed boots and black gloves. Wears a steel mesh face mask most of the time.
History: Born to a Japanese father and an American mother, Joe has had the displeasure of being between two cultures. In his youth, he was a rebel who always managed to get into trouble. As he grew older.. He was still, disappointingly, a bit of a ruffian. As he got older, it was his father that introduced him to both motorcycles and the way of making ancient Japanese swords in an effort to focus his son's energy on more productive things.
When the virus struck, Joe and a few other of his closest friends banded together to survive. They were part of a motorcycle club before the arrival of the virus, and used their skills and talents to head towards Black Mountain on their nimble (yet highly gas-efficient) bikes.
Over time and having crossed over a couple states, the members of the motorcyclists-turned-survivalists-club, now known as 'Red Rim', dwindled or got separated. And with each loss of a great friend, Joe's mental state become more and more unstable.
Finally reaching Chicago, it seems like the end is near, but riding his way to Black Mountain seems like a long journey despite the fact that he's only cutting across a city- the city itself was crawling with creepies. Joe has mowed down many a zombie with his motorcycle and Japanese cavalry sword, but this was becoming way too much.
Having promised his best friend to take care of his daughter Haleigh in his absence, Joe and Haleigh try to figure out a way to find and enter the humanity's last known bastion.
Personality: With a deteriorating personality and mental state, Joe is generally an wacky, reckless, buffoon, sometimes during the most inopportune time possible. Joe thinks of himself as a smooth talker that is able to get out of any sticky situation, but in reality his chances are usually 60/40: 60% being failure. Joe has at times shown great fearlessness, but it is really just forced courage.
His nickname, given to him by his friends, 'Kikuchiyo Joe', is derived from his resemblance to a character from the classic Seven Samurai. The nickname also doubles as a unique identifier, as some people within Red Rim have the same first names as other members.
Weapons: Odachi cavalry longsword
Name: Haleigh 'Hurricane Haleigh' Rossi
Age: 18
Height: 5'4
Weight: 105 lbs
Appearance: Short and petite with short chocolate brown hair and blue eyes that hide behind clear low-profile eyeshields. Wears a black leather jacket and matching black jeans, complete with gloves and boots. On the back of her jacket is the logo of Red Rim.
History: Having just graduated a few months before the outbreak, her and her father teamed up with Joe, her father's best friend, to survive. Eventually, her father and a few others of Red Rim split off to allow the other members to survive. She doesn't know if they are dead or not. Now, everything else is just a blur.
Personality: A soccer player in high school, Haleigh is a surprisingly fit person put into a small package. Sweet and easygoing among those close to her, she is also feisty and witty, especially when threatened.
Having been a daddy's girl, she hung around him and 'Uncle Joe' at a young age, picking up their habits and skills. Both Joe and her father loved motorcycles, and Haleigh learned to repair them. Her father also happened to be a welder, and in doing so, taught Haleigh how. Now the skill is put to use as she hobbles together armor from scrap salvage when resources allow.
Haleigh was given the nickname 'Hurricane Haleigh' by members of Red Rim due to her sacrificing precious resources (various compressed gasses used for welding) in order to save survivors from a hungry zombie horde. The gas containers were used as explosives, and it is said that the explosion created such great gusts that the wind itself could cut (having metal shrapnel helped too, of course).
Weapons: Blowtorch
Age: 18
Height: 5'4
Weight: 105 lbs
Appearance: Short and petite with short chocolate brown hair and blue eyes that hide behind clear low-profile eyeshields. Wears a black leather jacket and matching black jeans, complete with gloves and boots. On the back of her jacket is the logo of Red Rim.
History: Having just graduated a few months before the outbreak, her and her father teamed up with Joe, her father's best friend, to survive. Eventually, her father and a few others of Red Rim split off to allow the other members to survive. She doesn't know if they are dead or not. Now, everything else is just a blur.
Personality: A soccer player in high school, Haleigh is a surprisingly fit person put into a small package. Sweet and easygoing among those close to her, she is also feisty and witty, especially when threatened.
Having been a daddy's girl, she hung around him and 'Uncle Joe' at a young age, picking up their habits and skills. Both Joe and her father loved motorcycles, and Haleigh learned to repair them. Her father also happened to be a welder, and in doing so, taught Haleigh how. Now the skill is put to use as she hobbles together armor from scrap salvage when resources allow.
Haleigh was given the nickname 'Hurricane Haleigh' by members of Red Rim due to her sacrificing precious resources (various compressed gasses used for welding) in order to save survivors from a hungry zombie horde. The gas containers were used as explosives, and it is said that the explosion created such great gusts that the wind itself could cut (having metal shrapnel helped too, of course).
Weapons: Blowtorch
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Name : Samantha and Scarlett Watson
Age: 25
Height
Samantha: 5'3"
Scarlett: 5'4" and 1/2
Weight: Samantha is a bit more curvy than Scarlett. She weighs around 125 while Scarlett weighs about 115.
Appearance
Samantha: Sam has long, curly, dirty blonde hair that falls to the small of her back. Her eyes are a hazel/green color and she has plenty of tan freckles around her small nose and cheeks, her skin tan. Having played soccer, mainly being the goalie for many years, she is definitely the more "tom boyish" type, and typically wears tan combat boots, light blue skinny jeans and a white long sleeve blouse with a leather jacket over it. She also has a full tattoo sleeve on her right arm.
Scarlett: She has short, dirty blonde hair styled in a pixie cut. Her eyes a more green than hazel but she has the same freckles that her twin sister has, the same tan skin. Unlike her sister, Scarlett is a bit more graceful, having spent her years in gymnastics and ballet. She has no tattoos and the only piercings that she has are the two on her ears. She prefers to wear clothing that will help her remain free and flexible. She's usually wearing some sort of running pants or leggings, a loose long sleeved black shirt and a black hoodie over it; she wears this along with running shoes.
History: The only few things I'll put out about the sisters is that they're identical twins. They are originally from Pheonix, Arizona but ended up in the city when they both received full ride scholarships for two different reasons. They were the eldest of their siblings. Having a younger sister and a baby brother that were killed when the outbreak happened, along with their parents.
Personality: Samantha is a very blunt girl. She takes a while to open up and only cares about her survival as well as her sister's. If she likes you, she's a complete sweetheart and will do whatever she can to make sure you're safe. She might seem like a smartass, a dick at times, but she does cry easily.
Scarlett on the other hand is a complete sweetheart from the moment she meets someone.
While Sam is a somewhat difficult to approach, Scarlett will welcome almost anyone with open arms and a smile on her face. Don't let it fool you though. Once Scarlett is pissed, she has no mercy. Unlike her sister, Scarlett rarely sheds tears and has no problem showing someone that they should fear humans more than the zombies around them.
Weapon: Both girls carry a 9mm beretta on them at all time with a couple extra mags in their backpacks. Samantha carries a black and pink crossbow while Scarlett caries a black, gator machete pro hanging from her hip.
Age: 25
Height
Samantha: 5'3"
Scarlett: 5'4" and 1/2
Weight: Samantha is a bit more curvy than Scarlett. She weighs around 125 while Scarlett weighs about 115.
Appearance
Samantha: Sam has long, curly, dirty blonde hair that falls to the small of her back. Her eyes are a hazel/green color and she has plenty of tan freckles around her small nose and cheeks, her skin tan. Having played soccer, mainly being the goalie for many years, she is definitely the more "tom boyish" type, and typically wears tan combat boots, light blue skinny jeans and a white long sleeve blouse with a leather jacket over it. She also has a full tattoo sleeve on her right arm.
Scarlett: She has short, dirty blonde hair styled in a pixie cut. Her eyes a more green than hazel but she has the same freckles that her twin sister has, the same tan skin. Unlike her sister, Scarlett is a bit more graceful, having spent her years in gymnastics and ballet. She has no tattoos and the only piercings that she has are the two on her ears. She prefers to wear clothing that will help her remain free and flexible. She's usually wearing some sort of running pants or leggings, a loose long sleeved black shirt and a black hoodie over it; she wears this along with running shoes.
History: The only few things I'll put out about the sisters is that they're identical twins. They are originally from Pheonix, Arizona but ended up in the city when they both received full ride scholarships for two different reasons. They were the eldest of their siblings. Having a younger sister and a baby brother that were killed when the outbreak happened, along with their parents.
Personality: Samantha is a very blunt girl. She takes a while to open up and only cares about her survival as well as her sister's. If she likes you, she's a complete sweetheart and will do whatever she can to make sure you're safe. She might seem like a smartass, a dick at times, but she does cry easily.
Scarlett on the other hand is a complete sweetheart from the moment she meets someone.
While Sam is a somewhat difficult to approach, Scarlett will welcome almost anyone with open arms and a smile on her face. Don't let it fool you though. Once Scarlett is pissed, she has no mercy. Unlike her sister, Scarlett rarely sheds tears and has no problem showing someone that they should fear humans more than the zombies around them.
Weapon: Both girls carry a 9mm beretta on them at all time with a couple extra mags in their backpacks. Samantha carries a black and pink crossbow while Scarlett caries a black, gator machete pro hanging from her hip.
GM
All new characters have been approved and added to the OP, great work everyone!
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Please make sure to preface your post with the number of the scenario you're posting in since we have more than one scenario now. It'll make it easier to post and also to read since you just gave to Ctrl+F and search '#' and the number of the scenario to see what posts you need to respond to or view the scenario in chronological order.
SyrianHamster
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Edit: actually forget what I said, I didn't read things properly. Nothing to see here, de dum de dum. I'll have a post up after work, probably looking at gmt 0 17:00.
Name: Johnny Lodge
Age: 23
Height: 5'10"
Weight: 153
Appearance: He has short, messy, black hair. His whole body has become pale and very bony from the lack of food and water. His eyes are dark blue. He wears a hoodie with grey and black stripes, with a fully black t-shirt underneath. He has a pair of jeans with holes and cuts across the whole this. He also has a pair of red running shoes.
History: Most of his history will be left for the IC.
He was a business man that lived in British Columbia, Canada. He had to go to the Chicago area for some work related stuff. When people in the hotel that he was in found out about the virus, they boarded up the entrances, and they would only be taken off for when people went on supply runs. At one point, a woman that lost her husband when he went out for a supply run, killed herself by overdosing on pills. However, when one of her friends went to say hello, she was bitten by her. After that, the whole place went to hell, and very few people escaped. After that, he just wandered around the area.
Personality: He is a mostly silent person, preferring to be unnoticed, though he is not afraid to say what is on his mind. He can be very sarcastic. He generally stays alone, and usually only makes alliances for a short time. He is able to quickly think of how likely something is able to go in his favour. He is always suspicious of any safe havens, as he knows that they can go to hell very quickly.
Weapons: A Smith & Wesson Model 27 Revolver with 12 bullets and a pocket knife.
Age: 23
Height: 5'10"
Weight: 153
Appearance: He has short, messy, black hair. His whole body has become pale and very bony from the lack of food and water. His eyes are dark blue. He wears a hoodie with grey and black stripes, with a fully black t-shirt underneath. He has a pair of jeans with holes and cuts across the whole this. He also has a pair of red running shoes.
History: Most of his history will be left for the IC.
He was a business man that lived in British Columbia, Canada. He had to go to the Chicago area for some work related stuff. When people in the hotel that he was in found out about the virus, they boarded up the entrances, and they would only be taken off for when people went on supply runs. At one point, a woman that lost her husband when he went out for a supply run, killed herself by overdosing on pills. However, when one of her friends went to say hello, she was bitten by her. After that, the whole place went to hell, and very few people escaped. After that, he just wandered around the area.
Personality: He is a mostly silent person, preferring to be unnoticed, though he is not afraid to say what is on his mind. He can be very sarcastic. He generally stays alone, and usually only makes alliances for a short time. He is able to quickly think of how likely something is able to go in his favour. He is always suspicious of any safe havens, as he knows that they can go to hell very quickly.
Weapons: A Smith & Wesson Model 27 Revolver with 12 bullets and a pocket knife.
Name: Marcelo "Aldo" Patrone
General Appearance:
- Eye color: Brown
- Hair Color: Graying light brown
- Height: 5'11"
- Weight: 161 plbs
- Ethnicity: Italian
- Tattoos: None
Age: 51
Gender: Male
Personality: Marcelo if anything is the brains as his brother is more to brawn. Marcelo is incredibly smart and resourceful when it comes to intense situations. Instilled with a certain calmness it is hard to rattle his cage. Coming from and older family, he is very prideful and in that is very honorable, he does not believe in being a rat or a back stabber, he finds these both distasteful. As a result of his upbringing he can sometimes come off as crabby or rather nasty towards people he don't know however he is not as mean as he seems, truth be told he just prefers to be respected by those who are younger then him even if they don't know him. He lives by many morals in life, and would die before he ever forsaked those moral, he would also die for his family and anyone that he cares about. He is a fierce friend and even greater ally if you end up on his good side. All in all hes an old soul who comes from a time when things were more based on mutual respect and honorable people, some say this would be his downfall given how the world has changed, but he is who he is and that will never change.
Duel Berettas with Italian grips with one extra clip of ammo apiece so total of 60 shots between both guns
Black italian steel butterfly knife
Job before infection: Italian mob Boss
History: (Note: I like to reveal my history through flashbacks and such IC so I will put an up until now history) When the infection first began Marcelo was merely a Mob Boss for the Italian Mafia along side his brother who also was his bodyguard. When it all first started Marcelo sort of ignored the signs figuring it would pass sooner or later and just continued business as usual. But soon enough when the infection was right outside his front door was when he realized the mistake he had made. By the time he found this out it was already pressing on too late, and the entire game had changed. Marcelo organized many attacks with his men, but like everyone else they fell fast to the infection and soon enough the whole town was run down with the infection. Having no other recourse Marcelo fled with his brother and after that became almost nomadic, trying to find some sort of new life in the new hellish world. It went on like this for a year, no general direction to go, just to survive and keep moving never staying in one place for too long. When Marcelo first heard of the Black Mountain he was skeptical, however maybe there was more to it then he thought, and after awhile he eventually changed direction and started heading for Chicago. He is almost there now with his brother by his side, if the rumors are true or not they will soon find out.
Name: Luciano "Arlo" Patrone
General Appearance:
- Eye color: Brownish grey
- Hair Color: Dark brown
- Height: 6'3"
- Weight: 170 plbs
- Enthicity: Italian
- Tattoos: None
Age: 40
Gender: Male
Personality: Luciano is more of the act first think about it second type of guy, unlike his brother he is more brawn then he is brains which would definitely make them a good pairing in the end. Coming later in life Luciano was more of what you might consider a spoiled child, and thus he acts more like a child, often being one to start petty fight over nothing and saying dumb things just for a rise. Never being the sharpest tool in the shed Luciano more or less is the muscle and sometimes tends to act like a lug head when all is said an done. However even with these downfalls like Marcelo he is filled with pride and also lives his life by a code of honor, he cares for his family and anyone who befriends him deeply and would gladly die if it meant to save those connections. He too would die for his morals even if they are dramatically different from his older brothers. All in all Luciano is more of the joker between the two, the one who makes light of a bad situation to try and make the grim world a little funnier, he is the guy who will smile even when there is nothing to smile about. Some would say that his child like antics and his jokes would be the end of him, however he is just a young soul in and older body.
Benardelli PA-12 Shotgun with twenty extra shells
Italian butterfly knife
Job before infection: Body guard to the Mob Boss
History: When the infection first began Luciano was one of the ones who was ecstatic about it, more often then not he would try to tell his brother they needed to gun up and get ready for the worst believing in such things as the apocalypse, however Marcelo never heeded his warning and he watched as things got worse and worse as the weeks passed on. Eventually his fears came to pass and their men were cut down group by group as the streets were filled with the infected, with no other recourse afforded to them his brother and him fled from the city with the only weapons they both had on them and became nomadic. They traveled for almost a years worth of time, scavenging for what they needed, ammo, food water and the works. When Luciano first heard of Black Mountain he had a glimmer of hope that perhaps there was a safe haven from all this hell, however his brother Marcelo was rather skeptical. It took time, but Luciano finally convinced Marcelo to go to Black Mountain and so it was, they changed direction and began their descent to Chicago, they are almost there now and while Marcelo is still skeptical Luciano holds out hope that there is a safe haven in Chicago. If it was true or not they did not know, but they would know soon enough.
Could I join?
@Totts, yeah you can join. You just need to post a character sheet, and have it approved by threedawg.
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