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User has no bio, yet i consume the greedy. i rob the thieves. i kill the killers. nobody wants me. if you don't have me, nobody will want you. what's my name?

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There's always room! Even if we get a lot of characters at the beginning (we're still pretty short, but I digress), I plan on having newcomers be introduced through the group's exploration.
That's alright! Lurkers are always welcome, though there's always room for one more.
Name: Jack “Mad Jack” Campbell

Age: 38

Appearance: Height: 5’10”, Weight: 175lbs. He has brown hair with peppered grey throughout. He received a glasgow smile during the war. ( A cut that curls from the corner of the lips to the upper or lower cheek, upper in this case. ) He has brown eyes, and a bent nose. Broken from a fight. Low cheekbones and a square jaw. He often has a a few weeks worth of beard growth. He has large bags under his eyes, and crow's feet.

Personality: Alone jack drowns his sorrows and tries forget the past. When outside he does his best to hold himself together. He puts on the facade of being cheerful and will go out of his way to help people. Though many see his drinking as a problem.

History: Jack volunteered at 18 to join the Great War, he served the entire war. Afterwards he came home broken and estranged. He would frequent bars, and often isolate himself from old friends and family. He held down a job at a steel mill, and then was a hunting guide during the hunting season. A friend who managed to stay close convinced him to travel to maine, that is where he was when the red plague hit. He survived on his own before settling down on the Tackett farmstead.

Speech Color: Maroon
Traits: Veteran +1, Sharpshooter +2, Hunter +2, Shell Shocked - 2, Addict (Alcohol ) -2, Smoker -1


I'd like to see Jack's sheet beefed up a bit before he's accepted. Descriptions, details, et cetera. Check out the accepted characters tab for the usual length. Glad to see more veteran characters!
Also, this is only a small detail, but the RP starts at the beginning of the outbreak, so nobody's aware of it yet.
@DeadBeatWalking One night, while Ellie was trying to find a place to stay (as she was homeless for most of the time and slept in the parks or under bridges), she encountered a few Polish kids and had to hide in a different part of town she had never been into before, so she was out of her element. She made the mistake of passing by a bar full of drunkard men and caught the attention of one. He cornered her, but he was so drunk he was lurching from side to side and almost toppled down a few times. He pinned her down and as she was twisting and turning to get away, she twisted her knee and since she couldn't efford medical treatment (not like any doctor would see to her) it never set right, causing her limp


Cool, add that to her sheet though. As for the homelessness thing, that's fine and all, though I assume she was doing a Mulan/Arya Stark thing and pretending to be a boy because, let's face it, realistically being a small 14 year old girl wouldn't help your chances of not being assaulted or murdered.

Name: William "Bill" Pooley

Age: 37

Appearance: On his best days, Bill Pooley resembles a large, shaved bulldog. His Anglo-Saxon skin is in a permanently fluctuating state of sunburn, and as a result, many farmhands call him "Pink Bill", though few are foolish enough to say it to his face. Rather than hide his baldness, he shaves his head every morning with a razor and can usually be seen scratching at a cut or scab on his scalp. A lifetime of brawling has given him a flat face, with an unsightly meatiness to his features -- His nose has been broken many times, his ears are cauliflowered, his lips appear to constantly be swollen, and his forehead is a visibly protruding ledge. In short, Bill Pooley has won few beauty pageants.

Although not especially short or tall he has a squat, muscular physique, and a neck that resembles a fleshy tree trunk. His shoulders are sloping and wide-set, and every inch of his flamingo-tinted skin seems to stretch over a block of muscle. The most notable part of Bill's physique, aside from his robustness, are his nearly baseball-glove sized hands.

Bill owns one pair of clothes -- A pair of blue jeans, work boots, and a cream-colored workshirt that seems two sizes too small. In the winter, he wears a denim jacket and a flat cap.

Personality: Bill's greatest redeeming quality is that he is a hard worker -- there is little else you can say about him for the better. He is aggressive and bullheaded, and thoroughly enjoys starting fights. He is a bully by nature, and though there are few men he wouldn't pick a fight with, he especially enjoys picking fights he knows he'll win. He is both racist and sexist, though this is largely because he enjoys following schools of thought that allow him to define himself as "superior" rather than any actual prejudice.

Aside from his lust for violence, Bill has a penchant for drinking, which acts (surprisingly) as a method of pacifying him. When inebriated, Bill is generally too giggly to seek out violence, though his cruel sense of humor and impolite disposition are too deeply ingrained in his personality to cull with liquor.

History: Bill was not born into wealth, but craved it from a young age. Hailing from Erie, Pennsylvania, Bill's upbringing is not at all surprising considering his demeanor. As a boy he was a schoolyard bully, and as a young man he was a common street thug. Though he lacked the higher thinking for large crimes, Bill spent most of his youth starting brawls in bars, making most of his living pilfering through the pockets of men he had beaten unconscious. Eventually, Bill was arrested and imprisoned for two years on assault charges, though his violent streak granted him another six years for the guards and prisoners alike he had assaulted during his stay in prison.

After being released at 29, he became a drifter, hopping from town to town in search of either drinks or work. Eventually he settled in Eastport, finding that the life of a farmhand required all of the muscle he had, and none of the brain power he was without.

Speech Color: Pink.

Traits: Boxer +1, Prize-Fighter +4, Hot-Headed -3, Racist -3, Slow -1
Glad to have you!
@McHaggis D'oh! My bad. Anna's accepted.

@Irisity Details would help, I was wondering about the leg thing myself.

@Error Yes.
@Irisity If you can explain how a 14 year old Ellie travelled around America without ever being in danger, she's accepted. After all, she's a small teenage girl travelling alone.

@Mr_Pink Looking good! All Ronnie needs is a history and he's accepted.
Of Mice and Men and Zombies




The year is 1934. Franklin D. Roosevelt is president, Flash Gordon has recently been published, and Bran Flakes remain America's favorite breakfast cereal. The Great Depression has sent scores of the unemployed travelling across the country in search of work, filling factories and farms with all sorts of drifters, from former stockbrokers to former bootleggers.

In a small town in coastal Maine, a strain of rabies has mutated into a virus that robs men of their humanity, and turns them into mindless predators with a biological imperative to spread the infection and consume the flesh of the uninfected above all else. This virus is known as "The Red Plague", named for the distinctly red sclera of the infected caused by internal hemorrhaging that takes place during the initial infection.

Our story follows the farmhands of The Tackett Farmstead, and those they encounter.












If any of this has your attention, come check out the OOC thread!
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