Zombehs

Dying Light

Hurrah, glad to see you two back on your feet.

Just noticed, but your character has no Charisma score?

Characters in Dying Light

Name: Adrian Fong
Age: 22
Gender: Male

Description/Appearance: Stands at 5'11 making him a bit taller than average. His build is a bit thin, frail even, but there is certainly muscle in the right place to indicate a runner. His hair and eyes are both black, and his skin is getting the slightest of tans from days out running.

Weapons: He’d love to have something more than a survival knife, but really doesn’t feel like poking his eye out, or worse, when it comes to heavy parkouring. With his luck it would probably happen.

Equipment: He does have a personal safe “house”, although calling it safe might be pushing it. It’s a room on the third floor of a building which has had it’s first staircase knocked out and the second blocked off. The door has been blocked off with furniture, leaving the window as the only viable entrance available. It’s not a particularly hard jump, if someone knows what they’re supposed to do. Hint: you don’t try to crash through that narrow opening, that’s just asking for horrible things to happen. He keeps most supplies and equipment here, bringing out only the bare minimum.

• His method of transporting supplies is a durable, shock absorbent protector case. Managed to loot one from a store. Doesn’t hold as much as most backpacks would, but at the very least he can toss or drop it and not worry about whatever is inside breaking. Also makes for a fairly decent blunt weapon.
• His method of carrying any supplies is two leg holster bags. They wrap around the thigh and hip, keeping each to the side and out of the way if he ever needs to roll or the like. They’re small, but have enough room for a MRE, a few energy bars, a canteen, along with a few other knick knacks like a compass and what not.
• Is rather comfortable in heat, so he wears a windbreaker, for some protection against any bad weather, along with cargo pants. Easy to move around in, with plenty of pockets for stuffing small, durable goodies into. Although his windbreaker does have a hoodie, he prefers to stick with a cap; it limits his vision less.
• He keeps a heavy-duty mini-LED flashlight in his windbreaker at all times. Same with a map. Ditto goes for a multi-tool. Batteries are probably mixed in there somewhere too. A watch is on his wrist because knowing how much time he has before night hits is a rather good thing. Oh right, some heavy duty rope is useful, and duct tape. Oh duct tape...

Personality: Simply put, two-faced. One is the mask he wears when he steps outside of his safe house. Pragmatic and realistic, even to the point of being cold or callous towards others in need, although not to the point of being a contemptible bastard. He’ll save and help people if he can, but if the odds aren’t in his favor, don’t be surprised if he bails. Perhaps a bit too serious for some peoples’ tastes, but taking it easy doesn’t keep people alive, at least in his opinion.

When he's alone though he's much more open, in the sense that he doesn't try to steel himself or control his emotions as much. For the most part he just seems weighed down by all the changes he's had to adapt to. On particularly harsh days his composure slips even further, but it's not something that happens too often.

Attributes:

• Strength: 2
• Stamina: 10
• Health: 2
• Dexterity: 4
• Sense: 6
• Charisma:1

Skills:

• Automotive Machinery: 1
• Barter: 1
• Gunning: 0+(1)=1
• Melee: 1
• Lockpicking: 4+(1)=5
• Parkour: 6+(5)=11
• Stealth: 8
• Survival: 10
• Technical: 4+(4)=8

Achievements: None yet.

Brief History: Adrian is a rather average individual who just happened to get caught up, with the rest of the world, in its apocalypse. He worked as a cook in the restaurant his family owned, way back up north in, Toronto, Ontario, Canada. It wasn't any five star shop, but it was in a good location and well-established. Things had gotten a bit harder after his mother passed away, and for a while the possibility of closing down had been quite real. Still, with Adrian devoting his time towards the family business things stabilized and eventually began to pick up. While his father didn't like the fact that he abandoned higher education, Adrian didn't mind too much; he had never looked forward to university or college, and if his work meant his siblings could go if they wanted to then it was worth it. His younger sister and brother are hassles, as younger siblings always are, but he loves and trusts them dearly nevertheless.

It was supposed to be a nice vacation, the first one he had in five years now, but nope — zombies had to show up and everything had to go to hell. Just brilliant.

Dying Light

Dying?

☄For Divine Entertainment☄

huehuehue.

Game of Tails

Alam wasn’t exactly happy with the arrangements that had been made for getting off the island, but it didn’t look like he had any other choice.. Reluctantly and wearily, he climbed atop the “Narlah” and tried to take a seat on the saddle as best as he could. The seat wasn’t comfortable, but he bore with it; it wouldn’t do to fall to his death because he had to shift around. Even if the general gist of the battle being fought on the ground could be seen in the distance, he was much too concerned with his current predicament to pay it much mind. “Fuck…” With that quiet whisper, Alam tensed and closed his eyes as Cercle bolted into a quick run. He bit back a cry of panic as the ground gave way and he felt gravity’s tug, if only for a second. He had flown before, but the sensation felt completely foreign to him this time. It wasn’t until a sharp bark jolted him that Alam opened his eyes a crack, and his vision was filled with black and purple. “Woah,” he cried out in alarm as he jerked backwards in surprise, pulling his face away from the dog that had brought him here in the first place. He shot the canine a glare, but by then she had already turned away to look otherwhere. With a small groan he took a deep breath and finally turned his gaze outwards. What he saw was tinged with green, probably from the aura that surrounded Cercle, but he looked out only for a few seconds before he gave up with a, “Nope…”

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Alam only really bothered to try and take another look around when he noticed their descent, and his eyebrow climbed at the castle that they had reached. It was, like most things he so far, unlike anything he had seen before. Its grand scale and design felt distinctly European to him; it wasn’t like great stone castles were all that common anywhere else. Still, his admiration quickly took a backseat when the three of them finally managed to touch down in front of the castle gates. One reason being he was quite eager to get off the saddle he had just spent the last while sitting in; the damned thing was uncomfortable as hell and he wasted no time in swinging himself off Cercle’s back. More likely though, it probably had something to do with the person that approached them, and well… her massive assets. He managed to keep his jaw from dropping and his eyes from staring, though he might have stuttered a bit with his, “N-nice to meet you.”

He allowed his gaze to be guided towards the changing stalls that had been set up just a bit further away from the main reception. With no idea what sort of “regalia” had been prepared for him, to say Alam was a bit nervous would have been an understatement. He had never been one for the flashiness, but a Hero’s costume had to be eye catching didn’t it? “I’m willing to fight as a Hero… but is a change of clothes really necessary?” Sure, what he wore at the moment stood out, if only because of its never before seen style, but it was much more comfortable for him to be in. He would relent if the issue was pressed, but if Alam could avoid the problem rather than deal with it, then joy. After all, with Yui still on the fence, they would try their best to keep their only confirmed participant. Right?

Game of Tails

Skyswimsky said
But if you all caps you can allways add a glorious [/caps] in the end :I...outside of RP ._.!

And Neko's new set is best character.

Hwa Ryun is bestest :D:D:D. Closely followed by Androssi.

☄For Divine Entertainment☄

Notice? Well, he wasn’t blind, so yes Chatsu did notice the various looks cast in his direction. Some lingered for longer than others, but he paid them all the same amount of attention; just a moment’s. While he had his doubts that somebody would actually try to start a fight in the center of one of Kaien’s most important buildings, better safe than sorry. The only thing that even bothered him was the… thing that seemed intent on him for one reason or another; he ignored it with a soft sigh.

The black horned helmet spun end over end, was swiped mid-air by the horn, and then thrown up to spin again. He had gotten a nice quiet chuckle from the idea that the three nations would peacefully meet, fight together, and then go their separate ways. Oh, he didn’t think it was impossible, he had been wrong plenty of times, but old grudges and bad blood weren’t so easy to brush aside. Deftly, he caught the helmet and slipped it over his head, twisting it slightly so it fit snugly. Hefting his equipment from the floor and slinging them to his back, he turned towards the man who had addressed them all.

“Is there any procedure for dealing with anyone who breaks the no-violence agreement? Will all three nations attempt to deal with the guilty, or is it up to individuals to make the choice?”

Game of Tails

Yay.

Anime-styled Original Setting Interest Check

Interest plopped.

Edged Horizon

This OOC is ded. Like more ded than I am.