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The Asteroid of the Damned

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Character name: Chris Profit.

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Age: 18

Height/Weight: Stands at a height of 6'1

Personality: Chris is a hard ass and doesn't really care what people think of him. He and most of those who work around him can confidently label him as a professional, reliable and hard working soldier. He is very blunt and straight to the point, there is no room for crap when out in the field. Though when he is back home he can be a approachable guy, even though he is quieter than a stump he silently enjoys his comrades company.

History: Chris never met his parents, but was raised by his older sister Katie. When he had reached the age of seven he was finally told of his parents fate and learned that they had attempted to escape the bunker, but were gunned down before they could leave. They were labeled as traitors and as a result Chris and his sister had to deal with the bunker looking at them as if they were about to attempt the same escape. As he grew up he was bullied and talked down to, but most of the damage went straight for his sister. She took the most of the hate and distrust in order to keep Chris somewhat safe. As the two suffered because of his parents choices a deep anger is all he can feel when he thinks about them. One day after seeing his sister in tears he decided to regain the bunkers trust. He believed the best way to do that was to join the armed forces that kept order within the bunker. He joined at the age of sixteen and trained his mind and body to become a fit enough soldier to protect the bunker. He has made some friends as a soldier, but he still gets looks of disgust or distrust. He shakes it all off and only continues to strive to be the best, not only for himself, but for his sister.

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Skills: Very good shot, excellent when it comes to engineering and is very athletic.

Extra or Miscellaneous information: Has grown a habit to drinking.

The Asteroid of the Damned

Character photo

Character name: Chris Profit.

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Age: 18

Height/Weight: Stands at a height of 6'1

Personality: Chris is a hard ass and doesn't really care what people think of him. He and most of those who work around him can confidently label him as a professional, reliable and hard working soldier. He is very blunt and straight to the point, there is no room for crap when out in the field. Though when he is back home he can be a approachable guy, even though he is quieter than a stump he silently enjoys his comrades company.

History: Chris never met his parents, but was raised by his older sister Katie. When he had reached the age of seven he was finally told of his parents fate and learned that they had attempted to escape the bunker, but were gunned down before they could leave. They were labeled as traitors and as a result Chris and his sister had to deal with the bunker looking at them as if they were about to attempt the same escape. As he grew up he was bullied and talked down to, but most of the damage went straight for his sister. She took the most of the hate and distrust in order to keep Chris somewhat safe. As the two suffered because of his parents choices a deep anger is all he can feel when he thinks about them. One day after seeing his sister in tears he decided to regain the bunkers trust. He believed the best way to do that was to join the armed forces that kept order within the bunker. He joined at the age of sixteen and trained his mind and body to become a fit enough soldier to protect the bunker. He has made some friends as a soldier, but he still gets looks of disgust or distrust. He shakes it all off and only continues to strive to be the best, not only for himself, but for his sister.

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Skills: Very good shot, excellent when it comes to engineering and is very athletic.

Extra or Miscellaneous information: Has grown a habit to drinking.

{High Casual} I'll Be There For You - Friendship Roleplay

Adams.

Adam O'neal Samuels

{ "Never leave a job undone." }

| {N A M E} |

Adam O'neal Samuels.

| {N I C K N A M E} |

Sammy.

| {B I R T H D A Y} |

September 12, 1996

| {A G E} |

21

| {G E N D E R} |

Male.

| {S E X U A L I T Y} |

Straight.

| {R E L A T I O N S H I P S T A T U S} |

Single.

| {O C C U P A T I O N} |

A police officer of the NYPD.

| {A P P E A R A N C E} |

Adams stands at a height of 6'1 and is built with a athletic body that suits his position with the NYPD. Last he checked he weighed 201lbs. He has dark brown hair that he usually keeps messy and a full beard he likes to keep slightly trimmed. Adams skin is fairly tanned and his eyes are a dull blue. Sadly due to Adams line of work he has suffered from a few injuries that will stay with him forever. There are a few gun wounds to his right shoulder, gut and near his ribs where the bullet had nicked him slightly. There is a knife scar to his neck, but if he tried he can easily hide it. As for tattoos he has one of a howling wolf with the words below it saying '67th pack' on his chest from his days before he wanted to be a police officer. He hates talking about it and will avoid it whenever.

Adams choice of clothing is actually plain. He likes to keep to regular t-shirts, hoodies, jeans and sneakers. Of course when he's feeling like a night out in the streets he throws on a good shirt, a nice vest with a rather smooth jacket and pants. But other than that he likes to keep it simple and plain.

| {Q U I R K S // H A B I T S} |

-Popping his fingers.
-Grinds teeth.
-Make bets.
-Lie.

| {H O B B I E S} |

-Gambling.
-Guns.
-Drinking.

| {L I K E S} |

-Video games.
-Alcohol.
-Working out.
-His job.
-Reading.

| {D I S L I K E S} |

-Buzzkills
-Street thugs.
-His job.
-Dancing
-Shopping.

| {F E A R S} |

Adam fears his past and will do anything to keep it hidden from his loved ones.

Adam also fears not being able to help others.

| {S E C R E T S} |

Adam was a member of a low class street gang at a very young age and was responsible for many drug deals and even a deadly shooting where he was the one who pulled the trigger. He was never caught, but his guilt still rest within his heart.

Another secret is that Adams grew up within a orphanage. He was never adopted and has no idea of who his birth parents are. He is past this and just wants to get on with his life.

[.hr]

| {P E R S O N A L I T Y} |

Reliable - Blunt - thoughtful - Restless

Adams has always been the guy people would count on when it came to getting things done. Once he is given a job you better believe he's finishing it no matter the cost. Its always been a part of Adams to see something through till the end, giving up was just not an option for him. Though thanks to a little trait, his bluntness can make his job a hundred times harder. He doesn't lie to beat around the bush, if he has something to say he'll say, no matter who or what it offends. It's not because he doesn't care about others feeling, it's just makes things go along faster.

Adams is also very thoughtful for others wellbeing and will always lend a helping hand to those in need. Makes his job as a officer much easier. Though he cares for others and always wants to make sure they are doing well he can often forget about himself and run himself ragged. Adams will sometimes even almost kill himself from work when he's on the job and has suffered from a day or two of sleepless nights.

| {P L A C E O F O R I G I N} |

Born and raised within New York.

| {H I S T O R Y} |

Adams was born and raised in a orphanage within the great city of New York. His life as an orphan was a rather dull one as he felt a certain emptiness within him from not knowing who brought him into this world and why they would abandon him here. As a child he wanted nothing more but an actual home with a real family that gave only love and warmth to each other. Sadly as he watched other children continue to get adopted that dream of a family died out and he came to peace with his fate as a orphan. He began to become bitter and caused trouble within the orphanage by getting into fights with the children or even the staff.

By the age of 11 Adams had already become a very hateful person and only thought of himself. He would cheat, lie and use intimidation to get his way with out a worry in the world. Sooner or later a local gang had started recruiting new members and Adams was pulled in as the thought of money and power filled his mind. In the matter of days he was given a gun for protection, some product to sell and a corner to do business off of. Today it makes him disgusted with himself, but when he began selling all kinds of things off that corner he was a natural. His place of business was a perfect one that had plenty of potential dope fiends and crack head's to take advantage of and was even within territory the dirty cops of the force overlooked after a few payments. Life was good for Adams. That is until the nightmare that continues to haunt Adams today.

After a day of successful business Adams had been confronted by another member of his gang. It was a veteran of the gang and had instructed Adams to follow him with his piece ready to go. Apparently a rival gang was pushing on their territory and they were to go and take care of it. Nervous and scared Adams followed the veteran and had been ordered to gun down a dealer a block away from him. In the end Adams forced himself to do the deed and ended up killing a kid around the age of 12. The look of terror and dread in the kids eyes still flashes within his memories and continues to spur Adams to better himself. At the age of 18 he began to redirect himself to become a better person while keeping his past a secret to everyone he meets and even the NYPD. He entered the police force at the age of twenty with soaring results and is beginning to enjoy his new life.

Relationship.

Adam O'neal Samuels

{ | 21 |Reliable - Blunt - thoughtful - Restless | }

⚜ Acquaintances || ☯ Neutral || ☮ Friends || ♫ Best Friends || ♥ Love Interest || ♥♥♥ Boyfriend/Girlfriend || ☠ Enemies

{Symbol} F A B I A N . G O N Z A L E Z {Symbol}
"Character thoughts on relation."
Describe the relation here. 3+ sentences.

♥♫ L A Y L A . G E L L E R ♥♫
"Layla? She's a good person, met her before I entered the force and we've been best friends ever since. Though recently, I have thought about making our relationship more, well, deeper than friendship. I just can't bring myself to actually ask."
Only recently has Adam began thinking of Layla as more than a friend and finds it nearly maddening that he hasn't already just asked her out. Though he wants to give a deeper relationship a try, it's his guilt and shame from his past that keeps him from asking her. To him she's to good for him and deserves someone without any blood on their hands. No matter how he feels all he wants to do is do what is right for her and has decided to stay by her side as her close friend.

☮ C O R I N N E . S U L L I V A N ☮
"Corinne, now that girl can hold her alcohol. She's nearly drank me under the table a couple of times, but in the end I'm the last one standing. She's also a real good partner to work out with."
Adam actually met Corinne at a bar and ended up getting drunk with her. Most of his buddies couldn't keep up with the two so he and Corinne ended up hanging out and later on became good friends. They now make drinking a sport between the two and head to the gym to sweat off that nasty hangover.

☮☯ A M E L I A . A R N A U ☯☮
"Amelia is a cool girl, but man if you go against her in Mario kart watch out, she will do anything to win. That's why I sometimes like to make her lose, the look on her face is priceless!"
Adam has only recently met Amelia, but already he can tell she's a good person to hang around. He quickly found her love for games and the two hit it off from the get go. Through their time together he's found her to be a very caring person and is happy to know she's Layla's roommate.

☯ J A S O N . K E L L Y ☯
"Jason is an alright guy, he's decent to talk to and an trustworthy looking guy. He does seem a bit tense when I'm in my uniform, but I'm use to that by now from other people."
Adams has met Jason on a few occasions, mostly when he goes out to get a drink at the bar, but so far they are on neutral ground. Though Adams has noticed him get rather uncomfortable around him when he's in his uniform, but he simply ignores it and continues his business. As long as Jason keeps his nose clean around him then it's none of Adams concern.

{High Casual} I'll Be There For You - Friendship Roleplay

@HushedWhispers

Adams.

Adam O'neal Samuels

{ "Never leave a job undone." }

| {N A M E} |

Adam O'neal Samuels.

| {N I C K N A M E} |

Sammy.

| {B I R T H D A Y} |

September 12, 1996

| {A G E} |

21

| {G E N D E R} |

Male.

| {S E X U A L I T Y} |

Straight.

| {R E L A T I O N S H I P S T A T U S} |

Single.

| {O C C U P A T I O N} |

A police officer of the NYPD.

| {A P P E A R A N C E} |

Adams stands at a height of 6'1 and is built with a athletic body that suits his position with the NYPD. Last he checked he weighed 201lbs. He has dark brown hair that he usually keeps messy and a full beard he likes to keep slightly trimmed. Adams skin is fairly tanned and his eyes are a dull blue. Sadly due to Adams line of work he has suffered from a few injuries that will stay with him forever. There are a few gun wounds to his right shoulder, gut and near his ribs where the bullet had nicked him slightly. There is a knife scar to his neck, but if he tried he can easily hide it. As for tattoos he has one of a howling wolf with the words below it saying '67th pack' on his chest from his days before he wanted to be a police officer. He hates talking about it and will avoid it whenever.

Adams choice of clothing is actually plain. He likes to keep to regular t-shirts, hoodies, jeans and sneakers. Of course when he's feeling like a night out in the streets he throws on a good shirt, a nice vest with a rather smooth jacket and pants. But other than that he likes to keep it simple and plain.

| {Q U I R K S // H A B I T S} |

-Popping his fingers.
-Grinds teeth.
-Make bets.
-Lie.

| {H O B B I E S} |

-Gambling.
-Guns.
-Drinking.

| {L I K E S} |

-Video games.
-Alcohol.
-Working out.
-His job.
-Reading.

| {D I S L I K E S} |

-Buzzkills
-Street thugs.
-His job.
-Dancing
-Shopping.

| {F E A R S} |

Adam fears his past and will do anything to keep it hidden from his loved ones.

Adam also fears not being able to help others.

| {S E C R E T S} |

Adam was a member of a low class street gang at a very young age and was responsible for many drug deals and even a deadly shooting where he was the one who pulled the trigger. He was never caught, but his guilt still rest within his heart.

Another secret is that Adams grew up within a orphanage. He was never adopted and has no idea of who his birth parents are. He is past this and just wants to get on with his life.

[.hr]

| {P E R S O N A L I T Y} |

Reliable - Blunt - thoughtful - Restless

Adams has always been the guy people would count on when it came to getting things done. Once he is given a job you better believe he's finishing it no matter the cost. Its always been a part of Adams to see something through till the end, giving up was just not an option for him. Though thanks to a little trait, his bluntness can make his job a hundred times harder. He doesn't lie to beat around the bush, if he has something to say he'll say, no matter who or what it offends. It's not because he doesn't care about others feeling, it's just makes things go along faster.

Adams is also very thoughtful for others wellbeing and will always lend a helping hand to those in need. Makes his job as a officer much easier. Though he cares for others and always wants to make sure they are doing well he can often forget about himself and run himself ragged. Adams will sometimes even almost kill himself from work when he's on the job and has suffered from a day or two of sleepless nights.

| {P L A C E O F O R I G I N} |

Born and raised within New York.

| {H I S T O R Y} |

Adams was born and raised in a orphanage within the great city of New York. His life as an orphan was a rather dull one as he felt a certain emptiness within him from not knowing who brought him into this world and why they would abandon him here. As a child he wanted nothing more but an actual home with a real family that gave only love and warmth to each other. Sadly as he watched other children continue to get adopted that dream of a family died out and he came to peace with his fate as a orphan. He began to become bitter and caused trouble within the orphanage by getting into fights with the children or even the staff.

By the age of 11 Adams had already become a very hateful person and only thought of himself. He would cheat, lie and use intimidation to get his way with out a worry in the world. Sooner or later a local gang had started recruiting new members and Adams was pulled in as the thought of money and power filled his mind. In the matter of days he was given a gun for protection, some product to sell and a corner to do business off of. Today it makes him disgusted with himself, but when he began selling all kinds of things off that corner he was a natural. His place of business was a perfect one that had plenty of potential dope fiends and crack head's to take advantage of and was even within territory the dirty cops of the force overlooked after a few payments. Life was good for Adams. That is until the nightmare that continues to haunt Adams today.

After a day of successful business Adams had been confronted by another member of his gang. It was a veteran of the gang and had instructed Adams to follow him with his piece ready to go. Apparently a rival gang was pushing on their territory and they were to go and take care of it. Nervous and scared Adams followed the veteran and had been ordered to gun down a dealer a block away from him. In the end Adams forced himself to do the deed and ended up killing a kid around the age of 12. The look of terror and dread in the kids eyes still flashes within his memories and continues to spur Adams to better himself. At the age of 18 he began to redirect himself to become a better person while keeping his past a secret to everyone he meets and even the NYPD. He entered the police force at the age of twenty with soaring results and is beginning to enjoy his new life.

{High Casual} I'll Be There For You - Friendship Roleplay

I'll get something up sometime tomorrow. @HushedWhispers

The Asteroid of the Damned

I'm down.

Friendship RP? High Casual

Hm, this sounds good to me. I'm down.

14 Years and Counting // Walking Dead

Breathing heavily Hector wiped the blood from his right cheek and sighed as he kicked over the dead attackers corpse. "Son of a bitch," he muttered as he looked around him. The battle had begun to quite down a bit and Hectors team were taking care of a few fleeing attackers around the edge of the town. They had tried to get deeper into the battle zone, but gunfire kept forcing them to pull back. Hector shook his head and clicked his tongue in annoyance. They really need more firepower, his team were mostly made for up close and personal conflicts. He shrugged and sighed, there was no use complaining they simply had to make due with what they had. Hector watched as his men finished off any remaining enemies, both human and walker. Franklin let out a heavy groan and chuckled as he rested his spear on his shoulder.

"Pretty good work out, eh?" he chuckled before kicking a walkers corpse. The weary and bloodied group all gave a chuckle. Hector shook his head with a grin.

"Yeah, dodging bullets and cracking skulls really makes ya sweat," the team gave another round of chuckles. Bella shook her head and looked out towards the town where the main conflict had taken place in.

"Ya think the others were able to do as good as us?" she asked as she began to check a dead attackers belongings. Hector shrugged and twirled his tomahawk in his hand.

"Not sure, there was a bit of gunfire, but I'm sure they could handle themselves," Alex scoffed as he clear some blood from his face.

"Yeah I bet they had a good time riding in with their freaking horses. Meanwhile here we are on foot nearly getting our heads blown off," he shook his head and spat onto a corpse as he looked towards the main road. "Seriously, we need some mounts for situations like thi-" he paused mid-sentence and looked off to the road with a shocked expression. "Oh fuck," he muttered. Hector raised his eyebrow and snapped his fingers.

"Yo, you alright?" Alex looked to Hector with wide eyes and pointed to the road. The team followed his gaze, including Hector, and spotted a small group of walkers shuffling their way towards them. Hector scoffed. "What? Just some walkers, thought you saw something... bigger," he trailed off as something caught his eye. It was one of the walkers, it looked familiar, but the hair covered its face. He felt his heart race for some reason as he began to slowly walk towards the approaching walkers. A sudden feeling of fear filled his mind as he narrowed his eyes towards the certain walker with curiosity. After a few more steps Hector froze as the walker of interest raised its head. His eyes widened as his body felt suddenly much heavier from shock and dread that filled his body.

He shook his head and stumbled back with trembling legs. "N-n-no, that can't...," his voice trembled with denial as he dropped his tomahawk to the ground. This was real, this had to be a sick joke! It took Hector a moment to catch his voice, but as he felt his control over his voice return to him he spoke. "A-April?" his legs nearly fell from the weight of her name leaving his lips as he stumbled back. His team looked on with their own shock and dread as the reanimated corpse of April Hayes shuffled towards them with the same lifeless eyes of the dead. Bella shook her head and covered her mouth with shock, but as she scanned the small group of walkers her grip around her spear disappeared and let it fall to the ground.

"Darric!?" she blurted out with a shaking voice as tears began to fill her eyes. Hector snapped his head back to Bella and looked back to the walkers. Sure enough the walking corpse of his friend shuffled along towards them, lifeless like the rest. He shook his head and gritted his teeth with rage and sadness as he quickly snatched up his tomahawk.

"What happened!?" he shouted as he began to pace back in forth, his body now trembling with sudden rage. "What the fuck happened!? How!? How did this happen!? Huh!?" he roared demanding answers with tears now threatening the corners of his eyes. He chucked his tomahawk towards the walkers, but only hit the pavement below them. He ran his hands through his hair and panted heavily as he tried to wrap the whole situation within his mind. "What happened!!" he screamed as he began to back away from the approaching walkers. Bella could only fall to her knees as she stared towards Darric with tears overflowing her eyes and a muffled sob from behind her hands.

"Jesus..." was all Alex could say as he watched the scene unfold. He looked to the rest of the team and saw they were equally shocked and heart broken. He gritted his teeth and looked to Franklin. Franklin nodded and motioned a few of the others to follow his lead. Slowly the rest of the team began their approach on the approaching walkers, but has Alex passed Hector he leaned in close. "I'm sorry," he whispered before reading his spear. The troopers quickly killed off the group of walkers, but a few of the troopers held the two fallen comrades down. Franklin walked over to Darric while Alex kneeled down next to April. He watched as their friends struggled to take a bite from them and glanced back to Hector and Bella. Bella had buried her face into her hands and sobbed while Hector only shook his head and turned from the scene. Alex gave a heavy sigh and pulled out his knife before holding down Aprils head while making sure to stay clear of her mouth. He gently placed the knife against the side of her head and closed his eyes before whispering, "I'm so sorry."

As the bodies went limp and the hungry moans ended from the two siblings Hectors legs finally gave in as he felt to his knees. He let out a pain filled scream of anger and sadness that echoed through the air.

14 Years and Counting // Walking Dead

Sorry for the delay, had a bit of writers block for the past couple of days. I'll try and get something up soon.

@RumikoOhara