View Full Version : Zombieland [M] OOC; It's time to nut up or shut up
10-18-2009, 03:33 PM
A Roleplay By Sedalb:
Welcome to the United States of America. Land of the free, home of the brave… oh yeah and home of one other thing…
Ever since some poor sap took a bite out of a contaminated piece of Kentucky Fried Chicken, the first zombie was born. It wasn’t long before they were crawling all over the place. The virus affected their brain, making them erratic, violent… and they had a serious case of the munchies. Their snack of choice? Other humans of course…
Now the entire country, possibly the world, has been infected, and it’s people like me who stayed alive because of a few simple rules.
Rule #1: Cardio
As soon as the zombies went loose, the fat people were the first to go. Poor cardio resulted in zero chance of survival. No matter how secure you were, there’s going to be one time or another that requires you to run.
Rule #2: Double tap
We’re in America, we can never be too stingy with our bullets. After you shoot a zombie, instead of wondering weather or not it’s dead, give it a quick bullet to the head. If you think too long you might find yourself with a “dead” zombie biting your neck to satisfy their hunger.
Rule #3: Avoid Bathrooms
As time passed, the zombies starting getting clever. They started to attack us when we were at our most vunerable place. If they can be avoided, avoid bathrooms at all cost.
We’re in Zombieland now, people who used to be your friends and family are mindless human eating monsters now. If you’re not ready you’ll be soon to go. This is why I have rule #4: Buckle up, because it’s going to be a bumpy ride.
Where are we?
Los Angeles, California
Word of mouth between the non-zombies spoke of a zombie-free area in Detroit Michigan. With all the guns they had up there it really isn’t that much of a surprise. As promising as it does sound, no actual evidence has risen that Detroit is zombie-free unlike the rest of America, but for many non-zombies like us, it’s our last hope for survival.
Get ready for a cross country zombie killin’ ride.
Who are you?
Name: (This is fairly simple, your name goes here)
Nickname: (See, in Zombieland people don't like giving real names. Makes us too attached and stuff. Nicknames are all the rage now)
Age: (Also pretty self explanatory)
Sex: (Easy for most… but there are some weird people out there)
Appearance: (Post a picture of what you look like, or give us a little description. Though if you'd had trouble wondering what sex you were perhaps you shouldn't use pictures)
Born at: (Your place of birth)
Personality: (Now this is pretty important. We’re in a zombie apocalypse and your personality can determine weather or not you get along with other people without them killing you or throwing you to the zombies)
History: (It can be brief, tell us a little about yourself and how you’ve managed to survive Zombieland thus far)
Preferred Weapon: (In Zombieland, we’re going to run across a lot of weapons. We’ll get some and lose others. Your preferred weapon is a weapon you happen to be really good at using. Doesn’t matter what it is, as long as it can kill a zombie.)
Mature Rating: Due to violence, sexual themes, language
10-23-2009, 01:14 AM
Name: Robert Moby
Nickname: Happy Meal
Appearance: Average socially awkward collage student. Unkept brown hair and brown eyes, not exactly attractive but not hideous. Skinny, but quick… and a very pale face.
Born at: Morrison, Colorado
Personality: Skittish and very prudent about his surroundings. Only friends he really had were online playing MMO’s. However undetected and doesn’t mind killing a zombie in any way shape or form.
History: Robert studies commerce at the Los Angeles University, hoping to major in Business Management. However, the zombie apocalypse ruined any dream that may have become and sent him fighting for his life. His lack of social life meant he really had no friends, therefore had no emotional connections to any zombies in his school.
He found his nickname while he and a fellow classmate were running from a horde of zombie children. After escaping, they joked that the kids were running as if they were chasing happy meals. His classmate later got bit and sadly ripped to shreds soon after and Robert was running once again. He now wants to find a way to Detroit, anywhere that’s safe from these zombies.
Preferred Weapon: Shotgun
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Name: Leeroy Filbert
Appearance: Tall, masculine, cowboy. Three words to discribe Leeroy. Long blond hair covered by any type of cowboy hat he can find, leather jacket, jeans, and a ruff scruff on his chin due to lack of shaving. He's no body builder, but one look at him and you can tell he's been places, and did things.
Born at: Red Deer, Alberta, Canada
Personality: Leeroy ain't no scholar, but when it comes to surviving Zombieland he's the best teacher you'll get. Loves destroying things enjoys simple pleasures like "M&Ms" and playing baseball with just about any object he can smash.
History: Originally from Alberta, Leeroy traveled down south to the states for "vacation". He'll say it's for vacation but in reality he just wanted to attend a NASCAR event at the California speedway. Unfortunate for him, just as he arrived at his destination the whole country got a hold of the zombie virus.
Leeroy isn't the type of person who "plays it safe" like most others. He's still alive because he just kicks ass.
Preferred Weapon: Baseball Bat (enjoys the little things)
10-23-2009, 01:15 AM
Name: Donnie Black
Born at: Wilmington, De
Personality: He is reallr goofy and clumsy but he never has a low spirit ad is always ready to keep going forward. He can be a coward sometimes but usuallly its more funny.
History: Donnie has been surviving in zombie land by running and fighting at the right times. Usually more running then fighting. He feels as though he has just been lucky in surviving. He knew was lucky when he encountered a hot chick while trying to find a safe spot in z-land. When they met he asked her name but she told him to just call her star. He didnt quite believe it so he decided to lie about his name. He chose to name himself after his favorite rap group. (true fan right here lol). Since then they been travelling companions.
Preferred Weapon: MP5
Name: Kira D'evil
Born at: Philly
Personality: Kira is a girl with a lot of spirit. Being born and raised in philadelphia she is brave, smart and always ready for a good fight.
History: Kira has been survivng zombie land by going from vehicle to vcehicle and running zombies down. She only stops to eat and sleep. Other then that she is fullfilling her dream of seeing all fifty states in her Ford Explorer. She decided to go south first thats when she found a boy wandering the highway. She was a little lonely out here in zombieland so she decided to take a chance and pick him up. Since then they been partners.
Preferred Weapon: Hand axe[/spoiler]
10-23-2009, 01:16 AM
Lady Of Shalott:
Name: Sarah White
Nickname: “Miss,” “Teacher,” or “Teach”
Appearance: Sarah is almost every man’s fantasy – the hot kindergarten teacher and their kid’s "faaaavorite!" With short, curly dark hair, pale, lightly-freckled skin, grey eyes and rosy-pink lips, she only reaches a height of five feet and five inches and her body is slender, but with a slight bit of an hour-glass figure.
Born in: Spokane, Washington
Personality: Sarah tends to be well-mannered and patient, but ever since her sister lunged at her jugular, zombies have been her number one pet-peeve. She has been known to be foul-mouthed in the rather frequent moments of action and she definitely doesn’t put up with people distracting her while she’s wielding her weapon of choice, whether it is a shotgun or a chair. It almost seems like she’s reverted from her teacher-self to her college-student self ever since this ordeal began.
History: Former kindergarten teacher. Her summary: “Well, apparently my sister was nommed-on by her ex boyfriend and then she came trolling over to me while I was watching over the kid’s we’d isolated in the gym. I bashed her over the head with a folding chair – totally WWF, I know – and grabbed a few of the kids and pretty much stole her Hummer. Very good for running zombies over, by the way. Anywho, it turns out kids aren’t very good to keep around when trying to, you know, live. Not to say that I wasn’t upset, when they… Well. Anyways. Here I am, beating off zombies. Not like it’s new, though, they’re not unlike stay-at-home or single dads these days... Or dads in general…”
Preferred Weapon: She seems to prefer a firearm, blunt object, or a vehicle. Though… Vehicles are definitely her favorite. Definitely.
10-23-2009, 01:18 AM
Name: Victoria Ratheson
Born at: Louisville, Ky
Personality: Quiet but calculating, Bean is a polite girl who can assert herself without causing conflict. She is more book smart than she is street wise but she manages to survive on instinct and little emotion.
History: A southern girl with southern values, Victoria (never Vicky) was the only daughter of a well off CPA and a Real Estate tycoon. While she very seldom saw her parents, she never wanted for anything. After high school she filled a backpack with personal belongings and left Louisville behind her. She spent time hitch hiking across America and eventually found her place near Boston, where she took a job in a small insurance office. A basic stranger in the area, it didn't bother her too much when the citizens around her began to drop like flies, and raise up like... undead flies. Her survival plan is to kill as many of those creeps as possible before they eat her.
Preferred Weapon: Assault Rifle preferably an M-16.
10-23-2009, 01:19 AM
Name: Patrick Connelly
Appearance: Standing in somewhere around 5'5" (though he claims to be closer to six feet) with a modest build, Boston was never an intimidating character. He keeps his brown hair in a crew cut, though his patchy beard is rarely tamed. Despite his facial hair, he has a baby face with only one blemish, a scar from a cigarette burn under his right eye, courtesy of an altercation at a party when he was 17. His skin is pasty white, and his arms and shoulders are almost completely covered by freckles.
Born at: Suburbs of Boston, Massachusetts.
Personality: Boston was known for his awkward sensibilities and strange sense of humor throughout high school. This made him a bit of an out-cast in high school, though the friends he had were like family to him which makes him difficult to label. He could either be a loyal friend, or have attachment issues.
History: A year out of high school, Boston worked as a clerk in a hospital for 2 years. When the outbreak first reached his town, he was at ground zero. A woman with a severely infected bite on her leg was in the emergency room when she suddenly dropped dead. Boston was filing paper work at his desk when he heard screams from down the corridor. He poked his head and saw several co-workers sprinting away. Instinctively, he ran with them and soon realized that two patients, drenched in blood, were running, too. Looking back, he realized that only one was a patient; the other was a nurse. Both had fresh blood dripping from their lips down to their necks and all over their clothes. Boston picked up the pace and soon lost sight of the two before ducking into a maintenance closet. He found a claw hammer and looked out into the hallway where he found nobody. He quietly left the hospital and slipped into the parking lot before driving home. After collecting as much food, water, and assorted hardware tools as he could, he drove north towards Canada. It wasn't too long after that the infestation reached critical levels.
Preferred Weapon: Crowbars and crossbows are always favorites. The crowbar is useful in and out of combat, while the crossbow is a stealthy killer. However, Boston is always willing to use a shotgun or assault rifle if the situation permits it.
10-23-2009, 01:20 AM
O well, here goes
Name: James Wilkinson
Appearance: About 170 cm's tall, skinny without much muscle, has a not so atractive looking face with acne scars. Long black hair which is usually over his face.
Born At: South Australian bushland but moved to LA at age 16
Personality: Tends to be likeable, laid back but doesn't enjoy being a leader. Tends to keep to himself and rarely speaks out of turn. Generaly out cast and stero-typed as an emo at school, his social skills are not fully developed, but if he gets atached he will stay loyal.
History: Born and raised on a farm in Australia he has been hunting ever since he got a .22 rim-shot from his dad on his 10th birthday. After getting sick of failing school, at age 16 he ran away to LA with his partner but due to a fight, they split up the day before the infestation. With his anger boiling over, he heard about the zombies, he dug out his favourite shotgun, loaded up on supllies and has been hiding out in an abandoned church ever sense.
Prefered Weapon: .22 rifle as he can fire it easily with his lack of muscle
Edit: Changed height. and fixed code. and added prefered weapon >.<"
10-23-2009, 01:21 AM
O___O LOVE IT! And it's getting a LOT of attention, quickly.
There's a reason for thaaaat ~Anne~
I may be going a little balls to the wall here, but I have an idea and I'm running with it (if it's allowed... :aweme: ). I do hope that this is okay. One reason, I'm writing the CS in first-person to get the idea of the character punched into your mind like a...well, a punch. >_> Second, I did everything you ask in your CS but I rearranged the order...for more of an impact. LOL And third, ....heh...read:
This is in the parody section.
Who Am I?!
Name: My Christian name is Nico Parker, baby.
Nickname: Well, most people call me "Glitter" or "Glitz". I'm more than happy with that.
Age: A fresh age of 22.
Born at: I was born in Topeka, Kansas, if you'd believe it.
Personality: The whole three words to describe you seems to be all the rave right now. I'm extroverted! Gay, okay? So deal with it. And, of course, I'm glaaaamorous, Darling! Before this whole drab-zombie mess started, I was a catty bitch to start with; now I can finally, and literally, scratch the eyes out of somebody. But, I hate blood. And that nasty sound zombies make. "Ungggggh." What is that?!
History: I moved to L.A. to finally get out of ho-hum Ozland and be myself for a change. And, God knows, I came here with a bang! Lo and behold, I was marching down the streets during the Pride Parade, when half the crowd went all ape-shit on us. Don't get me wrong, some of those honeys were still sexy with their bodies all bare and sparkly-like! But, they kept devouring all the other guys. ...In a bad way. I was the smart one to hop into the nearest car and run half the queens of LA over. You'd be happy to know, I screamed like a little girl the whole time, but that's typical anyways.
Preferred Weapon: A mace! Just....don't ask me why I have it.
10-23-2009, 01:24 AM
AWESOME! I so wanna go see the movie, but i can't possibly get my mom (the only parent that actually can see movies with me) to go, she hates scary movies >_<
oh well... might as well join this xD
Name: Kyle Townsen
Appearance: (Extremely) White, 5' 9" tall (kinda short), 148 lbs, round face, glasses, buzz-cut brown hair (about 3/8 inches long), brown cargo pants, Metallica Master of Puppets tee-shirt, black trench-coat, hip-chain and spiked wristband.
Born at: Lancaster, Pennsylvania
Personality: Socially awkward, but likable, sort of distant, and a definite fondness for the theatrical. He usually stays calm and has a mind for tactics and strategy. Also, one of his more annoying traits, he likes to listen to metal music A LOT and finds it relaxing.
History: When he was 14 his parents moved them to LA for business and he had already picked up a passion for medieval and renaissance combat and, as he grew older, he learned to use many melee weapons. After the zombies got to both his parents he grabbed a scythe from his weapons cache and set off to find other survivors.
Preferred Weapon: His favorite scythe http://img38.imageshack.us/img38/9607/warscythe.png
Its black with dark brown leather wrappings around the middle and a polished razor-sharp blade made of stainless steel.
I hope this is okay xD and if i took the last spot Angelicwarrior can have it instead, i just wanted to get this up because it was fun to make xD
10-23-2009, 01:27 AM
I love Zombies so much! I hope this isn't too much... ~cheese~
Name: Tannette C. Haster, and Nali P. Haster
Nickname: Pyro and Rubix
Age: both are 21
Born at: California
Personality: Nali is the older twin by 53 seconds. As such, she never leaves her sister's side, knowing full well that Tannette should never be left alone. Especially with glue or shop objects. Not that Nali isn't like that herself. She just likes to be more discreet than her sister. While she is known as Rubix because of her unusual thought patterns, Tannette is known as Pyro due to her poor impulse control and...somewhat questionable excitedness when near fire. They are both sweet and kind, if a bit sadistic and twisted. They are curious about everything, and enjoy noseing into places they don't belong. It's how they had survived so far. They are known for being in a different mind set than others, planning traps for zombies, writing down notes to whats affective or not. They have a black notebook in which they recors the zombies weaknesses and buffs. Such as they really, really, don't like fire.
History: Tannette and Nali were always different in high school. And college was no different. They were outcasts. But by choice. They didn't like people in general. Except maybe when they were bored, and wanted to mess with others. Tannette was always the one causing more trouble than good. But her sister Nali always bailed her out of trouble, due to the fact she could always find a loop hole in school codes and such. On the night of the apocolypse, their mother sent them upstairs due to the fact that their father, who their mother had divorced 3 months earlier, was banging on the door. Good thing they didn't listen to their mother. Peering over the balcony on the stairs, They watched in horrid fascination as their father began to attack and devour their mom. Being horror movie buffs, they instantly knew what he was, and raced down, grabbing an iron poker out from the fire place. After they had decapitated him(it's too long a story to tell) they looked to their mother who was blabbering like a fool. They knew what would happen to her, so they killed her too, out of pity. Ever since, they have been stealing cars and making their way to Los Angeles, wondering if that was taken over too.
Preferred Weapon: Tannette carries around a Les Baer Custom. She also has a bokbag filled with bags of gunpowder, and water bottles filled with gasoline from abandonded cars. And matches. A lot of matches. Nali carries around a sledgehammer with the words 'have a nice day' painted on the sides, and a smiley face on the tip. So the zombies know she cares
10-23-2009, 01:27 AM
I just watched this movie last night, it's so freakin' awesome!
Name: Damion Jacobs
Appearance: Damion stands 6 feet, 6 inches tall, has blonde hair, sky blue eyes, and the tattoo of a Celtic cross on his upper right arm. He's muscular, but not a 'roid fiend. He worked for his muscles, five hours a day, seven days a week.
Born at: Madison, WI
Personality: Funloving, big brother type, always like to crack a witty one-liner. But when it's time to nut up or shut up, he's there to pull anyone he can see that's in trouble out of it.
History: Damion has been one of the best of his college's long distance shooters since they started the program while he was in, winning small sports shooting tournaments and making a killing in paintball. But all the fun and games ended when, on a trip to LA, they were waylaid by a group of zombies. Everyone pulled out their weapons and split up, not knowing the fate of the others. Damion's managed to survive so far based on his trips out into the woods with his dad, hunting deer, when his dad gave him the nickname Longshot for putting down a buck at 500 yards without the use of a scope.
Preferred Weapon: Hunting rifle, scoped, with hollow point cartridges.
10-23-2009, 01:28 AM
Oh man oh man, this looks awesome. Here's my characters:
Name: Daniel Devoe
Nickname: Dan, though some call him Danny (he HATES this)
Appearance: Dan is very skinny and kind of short. He has very curly, ash-blonde hair that's on the verge of becoming a jew-fro, honey-brown eyes, and dark marks under his eyes, as if he hasn't slept in days (which is likely). He has a chip in his left ear that's suspitiously bullet-shaped and a skid scar between his left shoulder blade and neck. Looks disheveled; his clothes are torn and bloodied, ect.
Born at: Somewhere in Pennsylvania, I don't care where
Personality: EXTREMELY disgruntled. Daniel is aggressive, grumpy, underappriciated, negative, and a complete psychopath. He's been known to switch from reasonably normal to batshit crazy in a split second. He has a high pain tolerance, and loves abusing his athority. He also has a strong sense of justice. Even though they're facing a zombie apocalypse, you MUSN'T DISOBEY THE LAW. That would be bad.
Also he has a lollipop addiction; he always has a bag with him. Don't touch his goddamn lollipops. If you do, you will die.
If anything bad is going to happen, its likely to happen to Dan. There is some good in him; you'll just have to dig down very, very, VERY deep to find it.
History: His parents died when he and Bogey were 11, leaving him and his baby sister to have to live with foster parents. After their deaths, Dan was forced to assume the role of 'head of the household,' as his siblings weren't nearly as capable of assuming such a position. He pretty much had to be the 'daddy' of the family and put his siblings needs before his own. This is why he's such an aggressive weirdo; all this stress in his life has taken a toll on him, physically and mentally. That, and he's in danger of being eaten by zombies. That's kind of depressing too.
OH ALSO he used to be a marine, well he almost was one anyway. And Bogey is his twin. Good times.
Preferred Weapon: A shotgun with a sawed-off barrel he managed to salvage from an old gun shop. He sucks at aiming but makes up for it by shooting random shots like a maniac.
Name: Beau "Bogey" Devoe
Nickname: Bogey (he was training to be a pilot. A bogey=unidentified aircraft... I think. I don't remember exactly.)
Appearance: Taller than Danny, but chubby. He's not really chubby in an ugly way; more in a squishy, huggable way. His hair is straight and ash blonde, and tends to be a mess most of the time. His eyes are green-brown, and his skin complexion is slightly tanner than his brother's. He does have some muscle though; but its hidden under all his fat.
Born at: same as above
Personality: Enthusiastic and positive, to say the least. He always looks on the positive side of things and won't hesitate to try and help out a friend in need. Why he might not actually be helpful at all, he'll still be willing to offer moral support. He likes food, girls, drinking, planes, and spending (one-sided) 'quality time' with his brother. He's usually the driver of the pair, because he has excellent motor skills. He gets embarissed if his weight is pointed out often enough.
History: His parents died when he was 11, he was raised in foster care, bla bla bla. He and his younger sister were close. He and Danny weren't so much; but Bogey tried hard to be his friend. He went to flight school for a while, but then the zombie disease broke out, so now he and Dan have been on the run to try and find their little sister.
Preferred Weapon: A parking meter. He drove into it by accident and it broke, so he picked it up and keeps it as a zombie club. Nice.
So these two idiots will be looking for their little sister. I hope this is okay.
10-23-2009, 01:30 AM
OMG, this roleplay looks like it's gonna be EPIC. I really want to see the movie, and we have Humans vs. Zombies coming up at my school next week. Everything's zombified, it seems. lol
Name: Ashley Sanders
Nickname: Zephyr, prefers Zeph; commonly called "Tiny" though, because of her height.
Appearance: I may not look intimidating...Zeph is tiny, barely breaking 5'1" on a good day.
Born at: Eureka, California
Personality: A tomboy with the "anything you can do, I can do better" attitude. She doesn't like to be shown up, and doesn't like pointless authority. If someone did something to deserve their rank, then they should be listened to. If not, forget it. Zeph's also not one for convention. Why kill a zombie with a gun when you can saw off their head?
History: Zeph was born in Eureka, California, and lived there a majority of her life. She was always that weird tomboy girl that had more male friends than female friends. A few of her friends had read zombie survival books, books that she'd tossed up to as pointless crap, and thought they knew what to do. They holed themselves up in their houses, armed with bats and chainsaws, etc. They only lasted a week. Zeph was living in LA (where she was going to college) when she heard. She became bound and determined to kill the zombie scum after that.
Preferred Weapon: Chainsaw.
10-23-2009, 01:31 AM
(btw i know this is my fist post and many of you might be suspisious that i will forget about this but i wont im in it for the long haul)
Name: Durante fischetti
Born at: Brooklyn
Personality: Durante has principles that he sticks to and will not go against them, feels strongly about his family. angered easily but can keep his temper when needed.
History: Durante was born in brooklyn and was instantly the heir to his fathers business. he was brought up around violence and was tought how to fight from a very young age. before the zombie rising Durante's father was still alive but durante had been sent to controle the L.A section of the family business while his dad ran things from Brooklyn. Durante was don of the L.A Fischetti crime family but with the zombie attack most if not all his men are now dead.
Preferred Weapon: Molotov cocktail, due to his upbringing Durante has had a lot of practice making molotov cocktails and can make them easily under pressure though one of the things always missing is a form of ignition
10-23-2009, 01:37 AM
Name: Jacqueline Lucille
Born at: Paris, France, but moved to California a few years ago
Personality: Quite stereotypical, actually. Jackie has problems with authority, being a snobby, rich teenager. She never listens to anyone except for her dad and always acts as if she's above everyone else in the world. Jackie is extremely social, always trying to be the most popular of everyone. She's also pretty dumb.
History: Jackie was born in Paris, France into an already fairly rich family. This fact allowed her to become spoiled at an early age. Her mother died in child birth, but she never really cared about that, having not known her. Her father was always more than willing to spoil her. One time she got a $7,000 home theater system for her room for her birthday. Jackie has been cheerleading her whole life and was always the most popular girl in the school. Along with these two things came hot boys, who she has greatly missed during this whole zombie ordeal. At the age of 13 Jackie began acting, eventually getting a big role in some movie in the States. She moved there with her father at the age of 14. Jackie was taught how to shoot guns by her dad, which, coupled with her fame and physical appearance, make her highly sought after by young boys and men who get turned on by that kind of thing.
Preferred Weapon: Glock 19 (http://www.glockcollectors.com/images/glock19_cutdown.JPG)
Name: Abel Lucille
Nickname: Tough Guy
Born at: Lyon, France, but moved to California with his daughter
Personality: Abel is a smartass, but with good reason, he's a highly intelligent and successful French business man. He has a tendency to overreact to things in a way similar to Wayne Gale in Natural Born Killers. Simply put, he's a wisecracking smartass who likes to yell real loud things about his successes, such as “BOOM HEADSHOT!”.
History: Abel was born into a poor family and all that in Lyon, France. His first job was with the military at the ages of 18-21. When he was 23, Abel was discovered by a high up oil company executive in a bar, who was amazed by the ideas that Abel presented to him. The executive hired him and he began moving up the ranks, eventually taking the CEO's job, pissing him off quite a bit. Because of this, Abel had a great many contacts, people that he knew that could help him avoid laws, perhaps laws such as the French ones regarding firearms? Abel loved guns and taught his daughter all about them.
Preferred Weapon: Winchester 1892 lever-action rifle (http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2112/2556476262_21c4894aee.jpg?v=0)
10-23-2009, 01:38 AM
Name: Jackson Price
Born at: New Orleans, Louisiana
Personality: Well seeing how Jackson is an ex-marine he can somtimes be a bit of a hard ass. But even still he's pretty laid back and sarcastic. Jackson is also a big fan of breaking things. Whether it's snow globes, vases, or even a busted up car he loves to break it. For some reason it always seems to help him vent.
History: Seeing how Jackson retired from the marines he has a shitload amount of guns (He knew people). Of course because of his wide selection he likes to switch things up and use different guns every so often. But this has nothing to do really with his history now does it? As for his actually history his dad was also in the armed forces. So because of this Jackson grew up around guns. In short he knows guns like the back of his hand. He is also an amazing fighter due to his marine days.
Preferred Weapon: GUNS! Give him a gun and he can use it. But if he had to choose it would probably either be a shotgun or a sniper rifle. He also not afraid to use blunt objects if he has too.
10-23-2009, 01:39 AM
Name: Ephemera Jaeger.
Appearance: Shoulder-length dreadlocked black hair, very bright blue eyes, tawny skin-she has Indian blood-and very solidly muscled. Stands 5,8 and seems slender, but can throw a punch with the best of them. Tends to dress in dark clothes, but only functional one's, never dressed up for anything to the knowledge of anyone who's known her for some time. Has old burn scars across her back, arms and upper legs.
Born at: Sao Paulo, Brazil, South America.
Personality: Cold, calm and collected at all times, intelligent but not brilliant, not highly educated but very street smart. Ruthless and extremely capable, but has a vicious streak a mile wide and a temper that verges on Psychotic. Striking but not beautiful by any standard, she is eye-catching more than anything else.
History: The Grandaughter of a Nazi who escaped WWII-not something she's proud of-and the daughter of a Military Assassin who did the dirty work of a Military Government in the 1970's, this is not a woman who knows what the word "normal" means. It shows, in her temperament and her attitudes to life and survival.
Her father trained her as his intended heir and succesor, since his mindset would never allow him to accept that he had done anything other than serve his country no matter how appallling his acts. This held fast, despite everything, because he always acted on Orders from the highest level. It got him and her mother killed in 1989, when elements of the failed Military Government cleaned house.
She saw it happen after being gutshot and left for dead, on top of which her family home was set on fire while she was in it. She crawled out over her parents dead bodies, with her hair on fire and her parents blood covering her from head to foot. She's never been the same since.
It too her until 1990 to recover and track down those responsible, several of whom were in positions of considerable power and influence still. The actual killers were easy, but it took extraordinary creativity to deal with the people who gave the Order without anyone putting the pieces together until it was too late. She left Brazil for good in 1993 after finishing the job and will never go home-she'd be killed in public if she ever tried. Not that it matters any more...
She lived and worked in Cuba until 2003 as a Bodyguard and Hitman, although she did indulge rich tourists drawn to her exotic good looks for the right price. That is, until she was tracked down by the CIA and told that since they knew everything about her, who her family had been and done and just what she'd done, she had the choice of doing what they told her to or being handed over to people who would regard feeding her to wild animals while still alive as to soft. She wanted to live, so made the only choice she could and accepted the offer.
However, the Mission sent her to Afghanistan with five people who had unique skills and qualifications, just like her-and it took all of them only a few minutes, once free to talk, that they were all people the CIA had very good reason to want dead. What happened next even the CIA doesn't know, but the Mission was completed, the facility nuked-which has NEVER been allowed out of the hands of the CIA Director and his Deputy-and Ephemera came back alive from a Suicide Mission better than half dead with radiation burns. Nobody could believe that she'd survived, let alone that she didn't die afterwards despite a total lack of medical attention.
She just kept muttering "...Wouldn't lie down dead..." over and over again. Nobody could make any sense of what she was saying, nor would she ever explain. She simply will not talk about what happened.
She was locked up in a floating prison the CIA does not have access to or links with when it became clear she wasn't going to die and left to rot. When the Zombie Outbreak occurred in 2009, she was still there-but the Security staff abandoned ship and flew home in a panic for their families welfare. After a little time the unsupervised inmates escaped and, finding themeselves not far off the coast of California, used the ships lifeboats to get ashore, leaving behind anyone who couldn't fit to swim or starve.
Once they got ashore they ran into a group of Zombies-and promptly butchered them with anything to hand, including their bare hands. That was when they discovered just what was going on, after which frantic radio broadcasts from abandoned car radios and a terrified Cop they caught just as he was about to commit Suicide filled in the blanks. They split up to find safety or just do whatever the Hell they wanted to do.
Ephemera hotwired a truck after stealing the Cops shotgun once they finally let him kill himself and decided to head for LA, since she'd always wanted to visit the city of Angels...
Preferred Weapon: Shotgun. Or a knife, she always has one or more on her.
10-23-2009, 01:41 AM
Name: Nicholas Coleman
Nickname: Crush http://22.214.171.124/9054/103/0/e5010198/e5010198.gif ( for being obsessed with Camel crush cigarettes, stopping at every gas station on the way, also he loves to crush zombies with his boot.. or anything else)
Appearance: Black hair styled into a simple faux hawk, bright blue eyes, pale skin, six foot three, broad shoulders, deep voice.
Born at: Kalamazoo, Michigan
Personality: Quiet unless talking about something he is way into likes star wars, lord of the rings, video games, etc. Can be grouchy without his cigarettes, but otherwise can cheer you up if your down, pretty resourceful for being 16, but he never really had friends to distract him, a damn good shot, loves to break the tension with some comic relief. When the moment calls for it, Crush loves to be the hero, but as for the rest of the time, you wont see someone play it safer. Has a bad adrenaline junkie problem. Was good in chemistry class, knows what to mix to make things go boom and splat. Rigged up a car charger for his iPod because he refuses to kill zombies without his play list http://126.96.36.199/9054/103/0/e5000473/e5000473.gif
History: Was on vacation at Disney in California, turns out, when he went into Cinderella's castle... Cinderella was dead.. and hungry... think about it like this... fighting out of an amusement park filled with thousands of people, and also having to shoot your favorite childhood cartoon characters.. it was fun. Now he is trying to get to Detroit(his parents left a voice mail saying they would be there)and is just cruising along to get there.
Preferred Weapon: Mini 14(M14, but in a civilian construction, fine wooden casing with a very good finish, very high powered rifle with adjustable clip port) any flammable spray + lighter(Gotta enjoy the little things)
10-23-2009, 01:42 AM
Name: Saio Cross
Appearance: Usually seen in a bright red slutty kimono, with fishnets and high heels from hell. His face is rather feminine, making people wonder if he's a male or a female. He has on a bright pink wig, done up in a bun. He stands in at 5'9" and 130 lbs.
Born at: Tokyo, Japan, though was raised in Los Angeles.
Personality: Bright and always cracking jokes, he's absolutely nuts, and enjoys every minute of it. No one ever knows what he's going to do next, though they can surmise it will usually involve explosions. He's the 'crash, bash, and thrash your way through life' type. He gets along with everyone, and is willing to play distraction to help people escape if cornered.
History: A famous drag queen known all over the united states, he's been in most of the major cities, at least before the zombie out break. When not on tour, he studied the arts of the ninja, at his parents request. In Los Angeles, anything can be found if you ask the right people. Aside from knowing how to weild a ninja-to, he also knows how to shoot various kinds of guns, as guns had been his father's passion. So far, he's been surviving by weilding his sword and his gun, which he picked up off of the body of a gunshop clerk, them prompty used it to blow the man's head off, as he had become a man-eater. After that, he stole the guy's car, a very nice classic Caddilac, which is now covered in blod and guts, as Saio beleives each zombie he hits is 'worth 1000 points'
Preferred Weapon: He likes to weild his sword, and he's quick with it, usually happily slashing away at zombies. He also hold a semi-automatic madnum revolver, as big hand gun with an even bigger bang. Of course, he has no problems picking up something nearby to bash away at zombies with.
10-23-2009, 01:42 AM
Nickname: Chameleon AKA Charm
Appearance: Usually wearing a pair of black leggings with blue shorts, a red KORN t-shirt and hot pink climbing shoes. long brown hair with neon green streaks. 5'5 and 124 lbs.
Born at: Illinois, but moved to L.A.
Personality: Funny, Out-going, Knows when to get down to business. A little bit weird.
History: She came to L.A. from a little small town in Illinois. She has alot of new ideas and can be found do anything crazy. Loves to climb, no mattter what surface. She was hiking in Runyon Park when the zombie out-break occured.
Preferred Weapon: She perfers mini twin katana blades but if she loses them, then she always has her trusty chain saber, or her Heckler & Koch 9mm.
10-23-2009, 01:44 AM
Name: Veronica Valez
Nickname: Vee or Scatter (short for Scatterbrained)
Appearance: Vee barely breaks five feet tall and weighs in at a whopping 118 pounds. She is limber and lean, an excellent runner (star track runner in high school, for the 100 yard sprint, the relay, and the mile), and very fair gymnast. She has a very boyish figure and hates the fact that most people can’t tell her apart from a young man at first glance, even when she’s dressed in next to nothing. Adding to the problem, she keeps her bright auburn hair cut short in a shaggy style, kept out of her eyes with a bandana. She has the sort of tan skin that tells people she knows what the outdoors look like, and catlike green eyes. She prefers to wear white tank tops, cargo pants, and combat boots, and wears her waist holsters and dog tags everywhere she goes. She has a visible bullet wound scar on her right shoulder, a snag in her left ear, a ragged scar on her right thigh from a compound fracture, a small scar between her eyes, and a shrapnel scar on the left side of her abdomen.
Born At: Austin, Texas
Personality: Some folks find Vee easy to like, and others would like to ring her neck. Vee has her own particular brand of intelligence, mostly in that she tends to accidently trip over the right answer, bust her nose in the fall, and then misapply the solution anyway. In almost every situation Vee seems out of the loop, confused, but genuinely happy to be there. She forgets things easily, gets confused, and is very easily stumped by seemingly simple questions. None of this really seems to faze her though, as she is a truly cheerful person who is always happy to be in the company of others and thrilled to be of some use. The only time in her life when Vee isn’t ten steps behind everyone else is during combat situations. Vee naturally excels in fighting, long or close range, and blood, gore, and mayhem don’t bother her in the least. Brutal and violent, her first reaction to a threat is to simply eliminate it as efficiently as possible. But she’ll do it with a smile.
History: Vee was born in Austin to a career military family. Her childhood was normal enough, and she was awful in school. She took several awards in track. She joined the Marines upon graduating and served overseas for a total of four years in various hot spots. Her bravery and combat expertise earned her some recognition, but several factors held her back, namely her utter lack of brains. She retired from the military at the rank of Sergeant and joined the gun-for-hire tax bracket, and has made a good living for herself doing what she does best – causing destruction. Before the zombification, she had just made herself a small fortune from a gig in Iraq and was living it up in a hotel in Los Angeles.
Preferred weapon: a pair of Glock 37s
Edit: inserted Vee's rank.
10-23-2009, 01:45 AM
Appearance: Donnie stands at an unassuming 5'9, weighing somewhere around 165 pounds. While his build is relatively average, a certain rugged air seems to follow him. He's constantly unshaven and unkempt even by Zombieland standards. His attire is the same as it was on Z-Day,consisting of a Sean Avery jersey, a pair of tattered jeans, and near decaying Timberland boots. Donnie's only distinctive blemish is a small scar residing on the bridge of his nose. A pair of dog tags are hidden under his jersey.
Born at: Brooklyn, New York
Personality: Donnie is almost always levelheaded, and relatively social. Despite his calm nature, Donald is prone to mild fits of neurotic behavior especially if he doesn't have a cigarette handy. Reliable, and trustworthy he makes for an excellent companion if his counterparts don't mind a few minor quirks. Donnie shouldn't be expected to take command of a situation, as his leadership skills are at best questionable.
History: Donnie served in the Marines as a PFC before being medically discharged during his first tour. His transport was hit by a roadside bomb during a patrol, and Donald was one of two survivors. After returning home, he lived a life of relative comfort, earning a decent salary working for UPS.
Donald had the luck of living alone when the first reports of undead activity arrived. While he had many acquaintances, none of his relationships were major enough to deter him the main goal of survival. Residing in a major city when the infection began presented some problems, especially with transportation. The aforementioned issue made Donnie's original plan of heading into the Catskills an impossibility, so for the first month or so he bugged in. He lived off of stale tap water from his tub and an abundance of civilian M.R.Es old friends bought him as a joke months beforehand. All too soon Donald found himself running out of supplies. Deciding he'd rather take his chances outside than die of starvation, he took his trusty baseball bat and made his way out of the apartment complex he'd called home for the last month.
Preferred Weapon: An aluminum baseball bat, or any semi automatic rifle
10-23-2009, 01:47 AM
Name: Jay Jay "JJ" Zheng
Nickname: Cats, (Ironicly he hates cats/allergic to them) Speedy, and JJ
Age: He says that he is 22 because that is his favorite number, but truthfully he is only 20.
Sex: (OMG? I Love Sex? idk >_<) Male
Appearance: (I wanna say can I be a it, but I am not so yep. going to wait for the transfer, but changed my mind just now. Sorry for the small image, but this is about the 7th image I have been through and has been rejected so there. I am sick and tired of it.) http://i176.photobucket.com/albums/w162/11hoaaron/3531391125.jpghttp://i705.photobucket.com/albums/ww60/asiasfinestcjk/huge25.jpg
Born at: New York, New York (He was on vacation when this happened)
Personality: JJ is a fairly O.K. guy and fairly average all around. Though one flaw in this personality is that he has a huge fear of zombies so when he sees one well bascially if you don't get out of the way he is going to toss you and run for his damn life. JJ is a easy going, kind (very loose on the word kind), decent guy, and very generous. Well when he spots zombies he becomes a very paniced person who doesn't care much about other people other then himself so you can describe that as a selfish manner.
History: JJ was always a average guy who did average things, but he did excel in track in his high school track team. Well when he was in Cally for vacation the zombies finally came. He always had a deep fear for zombies so as soon as he saw a zombie (He has a great arm actually lol, but only when scared.) he picked up the stool he was sitting it on and chucked right at the zombie. Though it did not hit the intended target...its head, but it hit his chest with enough force to knock it down. As soon the stool made contact JJ sprinted off for his car going to a quick get away. Since that day if JJ can grab anything and chuck it at a zombie he will. Right after that he will just sprint off into the horizon screaming at the top of his lungs and maybe even peeing his pants on the way. That is how has been serving from the zombies.
Preferred Weapon: Never runs out of things to throw so anything that he can lift and throw at a zombie.
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