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The Walking Dead: The Journey North [Chapter I]

Name: Archie Cameron

Appearance:


Height: 5'10"

Equipment:
Small rucksack containing:
2 water bottles
1 sleeping bag
several cans of baked beens
and his phone with a small portable solar panel charger which he made himself.

Weapons:
A butchers cleaver
a revolver loaded with the only bullets he has (6).

Previous Occupation: Archie was like just about every other nerd like him. He loved to play video games, loved his gadgets and adored any girl who would acknowledged him. He spent most of his time on the internet but when he wasn't, he was at his job in a local video game designing company. He was a relatively good programmer, average in terms of the skills there. He did pride himself of his skill of hacking though, which some of his fellow employees thought was a bit dodgy.

Bio: Archie was unaware for nearly the whole first day of the outbreak. He was busy playing World of Warcraft all day, as it was his day off, with his headset on. He was sat in his little apartment for hours. When he got up, for the first time in the day, to get food, he noticed fires outside in the streets below. He then heard screams coming from some floors below him. Unknown to what perils awaited him, he grabbed his small 'Emergency backpack', his cleaver from his kitchen and his revolver with its six shots.

As he clambered down the stairs he met his first one. His first walker. Not knowing exactly what it was he attempted to kick it down the stairs, making it tumble down, cracking its head on the hard stone staircase. But, to his horror, it got up again. Almost annoyed, he got his cleaver and brought it down on the creatures head before it could get up. He ran down the stairs and slid into the street.

The street was a whole new hell. Archie ran, dodging walkers as much as he could, having to kill some on his way. Following a few people that he found, he made it to 'The Homestead'….

Ever since then, Archie has mostly kept to himself. He's not very good in social situations, but a total sweetheart in his core, earning trust from some of the fellow survivors.

(I'm not sure how I'm going to come in, so a little help might be nice >.< that is, if I get in)

The Mythical Town of Fey

Bleep bloop.

Acantha

Name: Rorschach (Walter Kovacs)
Age: 17

Creature: Human

Description:


Quote: 'Hmm...'

Characteristics: Rorschach is a very mysterious man and does not speak often. He prefers the name 'Rorschach' to his real name 'Walter'. He is usually a very calm person, even in the face of danger. His mask scares people, simply by them looking at it. Walter is quite unstable and crazy but hides this particularly well.

Backstory: Walter Joseph Kovacs was born on March 21, the son of Sylvia Kovacs, a prostitute, and an unknown father only known to Walter as "Charlie". His mother was frequently abusive towards him. At the age of 11, Walter became involved in a violent fight with two older bullies, and subsequently his living conditions were finally looked into. He was removed from his mother's care and put in a children's home, where he rapidly seemed to improve, excelling at art as well as gymnastics and amateur boxing. After leaving the home when he was 16, Walter took a job as a garment worker in a dress shop, which he found "bearable but unpleasant" partly because he had to handle women's clothing. It was here that he acquired a certain dress fabric that he would later fashion into the mask he wears.
There is only one particular reason Rorschach doesn't like Acantha: because he feels like it. Therefore there is not really a solid reason why he does, he just does.

His favourite weapon is his knife, he likes to get up close and personal.

Acantha

yhyh okay I do that brb

Acantha

Uhhhhhmmm can I just paste Rorschach's as an antagonist? :)

The Mythical School of Fey

Rorschach walked towards the class of the unknown, wondering what why were going to do. He sat on the bench outside the classroom.

The Mythical School of Fey

Rorschach nodded at Jayce and followed him back to the school, stopping off at a water fountain before walking into the dojo. As he did he heard what Naieves said and walked up to a nearby punching bag, merely standing there doing nothing.

The Mythical School of Fey

Rorschach nodded. "The mask, it lets me do things a mortal couldn't do…. but, as you can already tell, it kind of… drains my sanity" Rorschach said slowly.

The Mythical School of Fey

"Yes it is" he answered smiling, it being a rare occasion where his emotion was visible. "It's a curse and a blessing" he said after.

The Mythical School of Fey

"Hmm…" Rorschach said quietly. "It's the mask…" Rorschach trailed off. "The mask isn't of normal craft, it isn't human" he said staring at the TV. "In fact, I don't think my dad, who was the one who gave it to me, was 100% human in all honesty" he said, stuffing another muffin in his mouth.