User

Zombie Apocalypse RP

Name: Agent Charles Richardson
Age: 38
Gender: Male
Role: Member
Appearance:
Personality: calm, solitary, drinker, dark, creepy, "insane", over powering, intelligent, stubborn, aragont, gambler.
Bio: TBR (after all he is a agent) all that is known of him is he was spotted galloping in to town with a pack of wild dogs at his heals
Occupation before the apocalypse: (make it realistic to the time period) Government Agent
Weapons: (you are entitled to 2 weapons. However, if they are both guns, you will have little ammo.) High Power Pistole, Bolt Action Rifle
Horse: (optional)
Strengths: Accurate shot, good "persuasive" techniques, patronage with army, fast runner
Other info:

FIDDLER'S GREEN - POST APOCALYPTIC ZOMBIE RP

"aparently the brits have a great sense of when to get out, much like the french when you occupied them in both wars!"

Maid Cafe of your wet dreams (Open for untill filled)

charles picked up his coffie and took a sip, he put it down carefuly. his table was near to the table muggy was at, as his phone went off he turned sudely and knocked his coffie off. the mug flew and spiled over the maid and the customer table, he was shocked that such a thing would happen. but he stood up and shouted over to ther girl behind the bar "another cup please and maybe a new paper" as he held up his wet news paper

Crossover City(OOC)

reserving council memebr

Maid Cafe of your wet dreams (Open for untill filled)

charles having looked back into his paper looked up when he heard a cup clinking, the cup was put in front of a young girl of whom he had seen before, he rolled his eyes at her "one of these days they will get something right" he put his feet up and flipped out his phone

Maid Cafe of your wet dreams (Open for untill filled)

he let out a light chuckle and straightened his suit "Coffie and a slice of cake" he took a handful of sugar and scoffed it "and lets hope this time you can see the food or where i am sat"

Maid Cafe of your wet dreams (Open for untill filled)

charles looks up from his news paper "hey! Ikumi i was here first, why am i served second?" he poured some sugar down his throught "back in the army we never had this problem!"

This|Is|It

a i accepted?

This|Is|It

a i accepted?

Maid Cafe of your wet dreams (Open for untill filled)

whats your role in this?