Jabking

To Survive the End CS Bin (Free Roleplay)

First Name: David
Surname: Stevens
Gender: Male
Age: 24

Appearance:
White (Pale Complexion)
Chestnut "Mop" Hair
Black Stubble
Bright Blue Eyes
Scar on left side of forehead
Clothes:
Black Hoodie W/ White T-Shirt (Good Condition)
Jeans (Fair Condition)
White Shoes W/ Black Socks (Bad Condition)

height: 6'1"
Weight: 165 Ibs

Features:
Pros
-Fast
-Expert Weapon User
-Smart/ Quick Thinker
Cons
-Past World Reputation
-Random Head Aches that can develop into Dizziness and even a loss of consciousness if he doesn't rest
-Amnesia (cannot remember what happened after he left the army)

Starting Equipment:
-9mm Colt. Pistol With 'Dallus' written on the side (+ one ammo Clip W/ 10 Bullets inside)
-Silencer
-2 Clips of extra Ammo (10 Bullets Each)
-Canned Food (3 tins)
-Bottled Water (2 500ml Water Bottles)
-Brown Backpack (Medium Sized, Could fit 15 small Items inside)
-A Picture of... a Lady?

Short Bio:
The Last Thing I can Remember is... is leaving the army. I did what I was told to do even though it cost me everything. My Parents, My home My Friends and lastly, My Mind. After taking a piece of shrapnel to my head, I get... Head Aches that just keep developing into things that I can't explain. I hear voices call my name and screaming. I hear bullets that sound like they fly past my head. I took some tablets on the last day, sleeping tablets. But I didn't Account for what was about to happen...

To Survive the End. (Post Apocalyptic Rp)

CaptBoobgrab said
Sure, man. Just post your CS here in OOC, wait for approval and we'll think of a way to get you in action.Heck, you could coordinate with Jabking so you'd get yourself a partner while you're away from the group.

I Know GingerBoi123 :3

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CaptBoobgrab said
Auntie Kidd scaring the new guy. Heheh.

Just trying not to ruin anything.
I can already tell just by looking at the role play that a lot of people have invested time into this.
And... I'd rather not piss anyone off

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Kidd said
It's okay--you didn't know. C:You don't have to delete or anything. Just don't post anymore until you get that approval. I personally see nothing wrong with your character, but I'm not the GM so I can't give you the permission you need.

Thanks for the feedback, I'll PM the Owner to see if my character was approved

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Kidd said
Yo Jabking, two things: 1) You shouldn't be posting IC because your character hasn't been approved yet. 2) Instead of posting multiple times in a row, you should just edit and add to your post since no one has replied or anything.

Sorry... I'll Delete the posts and wait for approval

To Survive the End. (Post Apocalyptic Rp)

As David approached the entrance a man slammed his entire body into it, covering it in blood. the man screamed and kept punching the door. David took in a deep breathe and readied his gun. He then unlocked the door and jumped back. The man came barrelling through the door and landed on the ground. David used this opportunity to steady his aim. The man attempted to get up but it was too late. David pulled the trigger and the man's head exploded like it was filled with petrol. The mans blood and brains was splattered onto the floor and David's shoes and jeans. David sighed. He snuck out the door and into the hallway. He then ran down the hallway in haste and turned left. As he saw an emergency escape, multiple cries of insanity and bloodlust could be heard from behind. Without any hesitation, David ran through the emergency exit.

To Survive the End. (Post Apocalyptic Rp)

After a few seconds of gazing at the picture, David's thinks "I need to find her, I need to find out what's going on". He gets up and randomly remembers "Dallus..." and he looks towards a cheap painting on the wall. After walking over to it, the painting obviously had more to it. David then removed the picture to reveal a small compartment which inside, held a 9mm Colt. Pistol with the word 'Dallus' Cut into it with a sort of knife. David takes the gun out of the compartment and unloads the gun to check it's clip. "Full" he thought and he reloaded and cocked the gun. he then made his way to a cabinet that was next to the Closet. As David started opening draws he noticed that there was nothing inside the cabinet. David then went on to search the other cabinet on the other side of the window. It was empty too. David thought "is this a game? Or some sick joke?". After a few seconds, David thought it would be best if he left and started his search for this lady.

To Survive the End. (Post Apocalyptic Rp)

David's eyes opened fast. His Heart raced. David's first thoughts after waking up was "I am Alive". David got up off his bed with what strength he could conjure up. He then gave himself a moment to Think. "where am I?" He thought "Think... I... I am David Stevens". His Head started to ache, "I was in the army and I-". At that moment, He felt dizzy and quickly fell back onto his bed. After a few moments of confusion, his head ache and dizziness subside. David pulled himself back up and decided to assess the room. The room had 2 Doors to it. One door, presumably the entrance, was battered to hell. This was odd as the rest of the room is actually in good condition. The other door was new and in good condition. There was a window next to his bed. David wanted to see if he could guess where he was. He opened his curtains. he saw he was around 3 floors high, but he also saw a man, covered in blood and armless, run down the road towards a corpse. David's thoughts started to race "What is this? What Happened?". David paused then went on to thinking "How long have I been out?". David then decided to take action and move towards the Newer Door. He then opened the door with extreme caution, his heart raced and he backed up as it opened fully. It was a Closet to David's relief. Inside the closet was a pair of worn Jeans, a new Black Hoodie, a plain white T-shirt, tattered Socks and a pair of muddy White Trainers as well as a brown backpack. David, who was previously in just his boxers and vest, decided to put on the clothes and backpack. They was a perfect fit. David then noticed that the backpack had some weight to it. he took it off and opened the top zip. Inside was 2 Bottles of water and 3 cans of tinned soup. he then zipped the top half back up and checked the Front pouch. inside there was a silencer for a 9mm Colt. Pistol as well as 2 clips of ammo, both filled fully. he then noticed a small piece of paper that, after closer examination, was a picture. he took the picture out the bag and on it was the picture of a lady. the lady had Pink hair (presumably Dyed), green Eyes and a tanned complexion. David then thought "I know her". His heart rate slowed, the picture made him feel safe.

To Survive the End. (Post Apocalyptic Rp)

First Name: David
Surname: Stevens
Gender:Male
Age: 24

Appearance:
White (Pale Complexion)
Chestnut "Mop" Hair
Black Stubble
Bright Blue Eyes
Scar on left side of forehead
Clothes:
Black Hoodie W/ White T-Shirt (Good Condition)
Jeans (Fair Condition)
White Shoes W/ Black Socks (Bad Condition)

height: 6'1"
Weight: 165 Ibs

Features:
Pros
-Fast
-Expert Weapon User
-Smart/ Quick Thinker
Cons
-Past World Reputation
-Random Head Aches that can develop into Dizziness and even a loss of consciousness if he doesn't rest
-Amnesia (cannot remember what happened after he left the army)

Starting Equipment:
-9mm Colt. Pistol With 'Dallus' written on the side (+ one ammo Clip W/ 10 Bullets inside)
-Silencer
-2 Clips of extra Ammo (10 Bullets Each)
-Canned Food (3 tins)
-Bottled Water (2 500ml Water Bottles)
-Brown Backpack (Medium Sized, Could fit 15 small Items inside)
-A Picture of... a Lady?

Short Bio:
The Last Thing I can Remember is... is leaving the army. I did what I was told to do even though it cost me everything. My Parents, My home My Friends and lastly, My Mind. After taking a piece of shrapnel to my head, I get... Head Aches that just keep developing into things that I can't explain. I hear voices call my name and screaming. I hear bullets that sound like they fly past my head. I took some tablets on the last day, sleeping tablets. But I didn't Account for what was about to happen...