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Genesis Game Chapter One: The Beginning of the End

MysT3CH said
Should probably include how and when he came to be in the town of hope Hatter, just a heads up.

Thanks for the heads up. Fixed that.

Genesis Game Chapter One: The Beginning of the End

Name: Geoffrey 'Geoff' Harrison
Age: 18
Gender: M

Appearance: Standing at 5'10" and weighing about 157 lbs, he's about average size with fairly well toned muscles. His eyes are blue, his skin is a pale white, and he has straight, medium-long brown hair which he typically has swept to the left. He tends to wear slim-fit jeans, usually either blue or black, and button down shirts worn over a v-neck. He pretty much always wears converse shoes, no matter what he's doing or how well it fits the situation. He favors darker colors and, though not 100% befitting of his personality, they usually look good on him.

Personality: Geoff tends to display both cynical and idealistic traits, which vary depending on his mood, though he mostly remains on the bright side. Regardless, he knows that being pissed off about things doesn't do much good and he tries to look on the bright side whenever he can. He has always been a giving person, so much that he sometimes cares more about others' well being than his own. He tends to be calm, friendly, outgoing and kind, and he tends not to let things get to him. On the rare occasions where something does get to him he puts up a hard and callous front, often pushing his friends away and preferring to remain alone for a time.

While he likes to indulge in the occasional drunken party, he knows his limits and he makes sure not to exceed them, and he applies this philosophy to pretty much everything he does. In other words, he takes all things in moderation. He also tries to add a bit of humor to whatever he says or does, unless he's in a bad mood, though this is often met with mixed results. This may be because he tends to resort to sarcasm and irony when it comes to humor, and it doesn't always translate well.

Relationship with Parent/Guardian: Geoff has more of a friendly relationship with his father than it is a parent/child relationship. They banter about whatever comes up, enjoy the same hobbies, get into fights on occasion, but by the end of the day they know they can count on each other.

Brief Biography: Geoff was born in Denver, Colorado to his father, mostly. His mother left as soon as the hospital staff allowed her to, and Geoff has lived with his father ever since. His dad was far from perfect, having mistakenly conceived Geoff at the young age of 19 with a woman two years younger. It went to court after the girl's parents found out, but statutory rape laws in Colorado allowed for the small difference in age and the girl said it was consensual, thus the case was dismissed. The girl left regardless, knowing full well she wasn't ready for the responsibility of raising a child. Geoff's father, though equally daunted by the idea, took care of Geoff for personal reasons.

Geoff picked up most of his tendencies from his father; his intelligence, kindness, and generosity, among other things. Geoff's father never really treated Geoff like his son as much as he would a friend, mostly because of the circumstances that led to his birth. He told Geoff at the age of 14 about what had happened with his mother. Geoff actually responded fairly well, partially because of their relationship as it was. Geoff knew already that his father cared about him, and that was enough for him and their relationship came out unharmed.

Geoff had a fairly easy time in High School, particularly from a social standpoint. He was odd in the fact that he didn't really adhere to any one social group, rather he had several friends that spanned all over the spectrum of stereotypes and subcultures. As such, he also played the mediator whenever a conflict came up, and he always helped out whenever something bad happened in one of his friend's lives. He was always there for his friends, and most of his friends put their trust in him as a result. It made it all the harder for him to leave when High School ended.

He had gotten accepted to a fairly prestigious college in Hope, and enough money in scholarships to pay for two years. He spent as much time with his friends as he could before Summer ended, then packed his stuff and headed to Hope.

Number: 3
Virtue: Charity

Genesis Game Chapter One: The Beginning of the End

Is it too late to join up? If not, I'll try to fish out a character.

Post Your Pet Peeves

To list a few;

-Grammar/spelling mistakes
-People walking or driving slowly in front of me and not having room to get around them
-Closed-mindedness
-Ignorance
-Falling asleep at my keyboard (which I just fucking did, again)
-People who think they're somehow better than everyone else
-People who seem to refuse to just read a fucking sign and do what it says
-People who try to talk over others in the middle of a sentence
-People who take a pause, then start talking again the instant you start saying something
-People who don't realize when they've crossed a line and that enough is enough
-Fucking spawnkillers in DayZ

I think I slowly evolved into things that I despise and abhor more than just pet peeves.

Day Z: Welcome to the Appocalypse (Zombie Survival RP)

Well, that's two, including myself.

Day Z: Welcome to the Appocalypse (Zombie Survival RP)

Live check.

Day Z: Welcome to the Appocalypse (Zombie Survival RP)

I continued walking through the Eaton Centre. It really was enormous, with three extensive floors, all decked out with various stores and outlets. It struck me as odd that I would find this place in any way appealing in the way of food or general supplies. There were vending machines where I could get snacks and drinks that were probably still edible, if they hadn't been looted, but what about canned food? What kind of mall kept a healthy supply of canned food, or really any packaged and preserved food? The only supply of food that I could think of would come from the food court, and all that stuff would have undoubtedly gone bad by this point. Unless there was some power source that was keeping it fresh, or at least edible, which was definitely possible.

I thought I heard something clatter across the ground. It was distant, probably at least halfway across the mall, but it put me on alert instantly. I raised my rifle to my shoulder and moved against the wall to my left. I brought the scope in front of my eye and used it to see if I could spot anything. At first I didn't see anything, but then I saw the muzzle-end of a rifle raise into the air.

"Shit!" I realized I said that louder than I should have. It wasn't yelling volume, but it certainly wasn't stealthy. I mentally chastised myself and checked my flanks to make sure no one was trying to get the drop on me. The front entrance, where I had just come in, seemed clear, but there were a few things in and along the street that people could use as cover so I didn't really know for sure.

Regardless, I decided to press on. I'd rather deal with a known human than an unconfirmed human. I made my way up a flight of stairs, still hugging the wall to my left. I looked just over the lip of the stairs and saw the silhouette of the man holding the rifle, an M4, in the air. His finger was clearly off the trigger, and he seemed to be a bit on edge. Clearly he suspected someone was watching him and he wanted to appear non-threatening. Either that or someone already had the drop on him and he knew it. Either way, he probably wasn't the only one there.

He was looking in my direction. Not directly at me, but in my direction. I couldn't tell if he saw me, but I decided I might be better off retreating and finding a flight of stairs that wasn't in his line of sight, even if I had several advantages already. That being said, I lowered myself away from the top of the stairs and moved back down, quickly but quietly. I made a left and started cutting along the opposite side of the hall, heading towards a flight of stairs much closer to the food court that would be just behind him and to his left. I kept my head on a swivel, looking for any more potential threats along the way.

Surviving: The End (zombie apoc RP)

Still interested... I think...

The Mad Asshatter's Kingdom of Asshattery V1.1

Pretty damn well. Life is good, and I enjoy it. Well, except for fucking school. Screw High School.

Day Z: Welcome to the Appocalypse (Zombie Survival RP)

Vantas said
Hey, Madasshatter, do I know you? The username seems familiar to me, were you ever on a website called Crysandrea?

Nope, doesn't ring a bell. Sorry, dude.