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Our Evil Ways

Frank Byron

^{_{#219648 | Ron Perlman}}

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Frank Byron
^{Construction Worker}

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Physical Characteristics

Frank is certainly an older member of the group. He's just over 6 ft and almost always has a stubble at least, most times a beard. He wears a long, olive green anorak jacket, black worker trousers and heavy duty boots. He is all about practicality.

Life Before the Apocalypse

"Hm... Well, I used to work construction. Pretty much all my life. Hell, I was Foreman for a few years, but I liked the work too much. It was hard work, but it was honest pay at least. Worked in South Dakota. Had a wife too. Anna-Lynn. She was... She was my light. A lot of people lost their loved ones when all this happened but cancer took Anna-Lynn well before the whole world went to shit. We went camping every year. Not only did we get a break from... well, everything, but I could use the skills my dad taught me when I was a kid. I'd hunt and fish everything, and Anna could cook up one hell of a storm. I don't know why I'm still here, why I'm still going. I think... I think she'd want me to keep fightin', and now I got folks that depend on me too."

Strengths & Weaknesses

➕ Frank is a natural hunter. He knows how to set traps and shoot a bow and arrow. Very much a man's man.
➕ Frank is pretty good at navigating. His hunting also makes him a pretty good wayfinder, and he can traverse the wilderness much better than some of the others. He's a very good scout, and he may be old but his eyes are as sharp as ever.
➖ Frank keeps to himself mostly, he'll listen and speak up when it's required of him, but honestly Frank would much rather be left with his own thoughts.
➖ While he's certainly a lot more athletic for people his age, the man is still 65, and with age does come some complications. The quality of his hearing can sometimes dip in and out, and while his arthritis is nowhere near severe, it's slowly starting to set in.

Personal Goals

Frank just wants some peace. He wants there to be a chance that the group can rest easy, and not just be a group of survivors, but a community. Until then, Frank is just gonna be the older, mature voice of reason of this band of misfits.

Inventory

-Compound Bow and 7 Arrows
-Fixed Blade Hunting knife
-Binoculars
-Locket with a picture of Anna-Lynn

Our Evil Ways

Aaron Marston

^{_{#A3E6D0 | Jesse Williams}}

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Aaron Marston
^Ex-Gangster

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Physical Characteristics

Aaron stands at a solid 5' 10". Not the tallest, not the shortest, but he has a fairly athletic body. Aaron has multiple stab wounds scarring his chest and abdomen, and a gunshot scar in his upper left arm that he's fairly proud of. As well as this, he has many tattoos on his upper body and even a sleeve tattoo on his right lower leg, many to do with gangs, but also he liked tattoos as well.

Life Before the Apocalypse

"Man, I grew up in Minnesota. I didn't come from much either. Good ol' Dad decided to up and leave when I was 2. Hope he got bit. My Mom was working her ass off, just to get food on the table and a roof on my head. All these luxuries that people had for nothing. I promised I'd never grow up to be this poor. Guess money isn't really a thing now though, huh? Anyways, wasn't long until I started getting into some trouble. Real thug-like motherfuckers getting on me. My only option was to find some protection. Mixed in with the wrong crowd, but in the end we had each other's backs. I was their boy, and they were mine too. Sure, I got arrested, but I did what I did, and I ain't never gonna regret it. No stranger to violence too, so when this shit started, I guess I had a head start. Mom got infected real easily. She was sick from overworking, so she was vulnerable. We held down some good locations too. A drug store and a 7/11 next to each other. But then a horde came, and I lost everyone. Now I'm with this new group, and they all seem to have a good head on their shoulders, but I don't think they'll last when morals come into question.

Strengths & Weaknesses

➕ Aaron isn't a stranger to violence. Gang wars and even a kidnapping or two. He always had a knack for fights. He's familiar with guns too, although he's only ever dealt with pistols, and he doesn't have any formal training in combat apart from boxing, which he participated in before the beginning of the end.
➕ He's a "Get up and do it" kind of guy. If someone needs to be put down, he'll do it. You need to go somewhere that's dangerous? Aaron will volunteer. Only the brave and strong will survive this new world, and Aaron might just have the switch to do it.
➖ First word to describe Aaron is hotheaded. While he's usually agreeable, it's easy to piss him off, and if he doesn't like a decision he will tell you. You might be in the group, but that's not gonna stop Aaron from trying to straight up knock you out if you anger him.
➖ Although he's a yes man, some might describe him as reckless. Also to do with his short temper, Aaron can rush into things. Especially saying something he probably should keep to himself in certain situations, as well as jumping the gun for fights.

Personal Goals

Aaron started off with nothing, but now the world hit the reset button, everyone's starting off at a fairly equal footing. Those who are left anyways. Aaron wants to have a place he can call home, and be a king of the new world. If he can take the group with him, then that wouldn't be so bad either.

Inventory

-A baseball bat, which Aaron painted on a black "FUCK YOU" down the side of it.
-Smith & Wesson 9mm pistol, with only 10 rounds left.
-A Zippo Lighter
-Carton of cigarettes

Our Evil Ways [An Apocalypse RP]

Interested!

~ Halo: Omen ~ A survival experience

@BeeHeh, you know it

@LetMeDoStuffNo thorough questions, just tossing up what I wanna be. An ODST, Marine, or a Flame Trooper...

Decisions, Decisions...

~ Halo: Omen ~ A survival experience

I iz down for the halos

The Hustle

@souleaterfan320Hopefully a couple more peeps might come along xD

The Hustle

Present!

The Hustle

Bulldog Punk

Name: Oliver "Ollie" Addington

Alias (optional): The Bulldog Punk

Appearance: Standing at 5' 10" and weighing about 175 lbs, Ollie is a lean young lad who resembles a punk through and through. With snowy white hair (clearly dyed) and pale skin, Ollie aims to stand out. He has black ear spacers and a nose bridge piercing. Usually, Ollie wears a black leather jacket with the union jack studded on the back, as well as a singular row of small, silver, spiky studs on either shoulder. He wears dark blue skinny jeans which are ripped stylistically in different places, but most notably the knees. As well as this, Ollie is usually wearing a pair of black Doc Marten boots.



Bio: Ollie's parents moved to Euphoria from England, on the run from the London gangs. Ollie was born into a gangster's world, but not into the luxury of it. Whisking Ollie away from England when he was two years old, he has only ever really known Euphoria. Trained by his Dad, Oliver was taught boxing early on. His dad was a very successful amateur boxer, and it's what got him the rep to start the gang back home. Ollie loved it. Any chance to learn how to fight was the best. By age 10, Ollie would be able to hold his own against anyone that tried pushing him about. It wasn't hard to pick on Ollie either, he wasn't exactly the biggest kid on the playground.

At 16, Ollie had stopped caring. This town swallowed people up and spat them right back out. Over the years, his parents didn't make any headway, and his father became frustrated to not be able to regain the power and influence he once had. With nothing else, he resorted to doing nothing with his life and sitting in his chair, drinking... nothing but drinking. The less he did, the less money they got, and the worse his drinking got. The quality of the drink got shittier with every bottle. Oliver was bought up to not sit on his arse when things got tough, so why was Dad doing exactly that?

He had enough, and decided to go out and do a mugging or two. And hey, it worked. Oliver got some quick cash, and if someone decided to get a little rowdy, he didn't mind a scrap or two. This adrenaline that coursed through his veins was addicting. It made Oliver feel alive. However, his Dad found the stash under Ollie's bed. Oliver's father demanded that his son give him some of the money. Oliver refused. He earned that money, the way his father did, why the fuck should he hand it over?

Their argument soon turned into a physical altercation. However, with Ollie being the younger, more active man, he laid out his old man on the floor. With a chuckle, his dad spat out some blood and smiled. Oliver was ready. His dad pulled out a box and pulled out two knuckle dusters and handed them to Oliver. "Be better than me, son. Go out there and raise hell on them, kid. Then take back home for your old man, huh?"

Personality: Reckless, boneheaded, excitable. Few words could be used to describe the Bulldog anymore accurately. Always ready for a good scrap, Oliver is the first to charge in. His aggression in a fight has been unrivalled so far, and he plans to keep it that way. Oliver loves intimidation, hit and run and any kind of vandalism ops. He's got no time for all this sneaking about shit. If you wanna get known, you gotta stamp your damn mark into the ground and openly piss in front of anyone glancing with a middle finger straight to them.

Likes/Dislikes:
+Money
+Fighting
+Drinking
+Punk rock
+Power

-Losing
-Being sober
-Waiting about
-Sneaking
-Long range combat

Weapons: A pair of spiked brass knuckles.
Raging Bull 44. Magnum
Fully customisable MP5 sub-machine gun.

Backpack Items:
-Bottle of Budweiser
-Pack of cigarretes
-Zippo lighter with union jack on it
-Flashbang

Theme Song:

The Hustle

@souleaterfan320Looks good!

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@King TaiYeah me too man. I think those differences can make up for some funny interactions though xD

EDIT: Added a theme song for Oliver