(M) Outbreak: Genesis
Outbreak: Genesis
(Rated M for all content covered by that rating)
IC : https://role-player.net/forum/showth...86#post2962986
June 2025
A worldwide chemical attack has resulted in an epidemic that overwhelmed all efforts to contain it. Initial attempts to contain and control the pandemic have failed, with the military and law enforcement agencies meeting coordinated opposition that decimated their forces, leaving people to fend for themselves made more difficult by attacks by electromagnetic pulses that eliminated the power grids.
In a world where the dead rise, people must learn to survive. This means learning to become pragmatic individuals willing to fight for their lives. People had to learn new skills, and adapt old ones to suit their needs. Only the strong survive.
All standard RPA rules apply.
The starting point is Washington D.C. It’s been 18 hours since the emergency response failed. That gives you enough time to procure equipment and begin to form a plan of action. The streets are overrun with the undead, and the survivors have to connect and organize themselves to find a way out.
Your profession tells us what you’re best at, but feel free to have a variety of skills so long as you keep it balanced. I’m not going to ask you to list them. However, by this point you need to be capable of protecting yourself and others through violent action. Don’t have to be comfortable with it, or overly good at it, simply capable and willing to do so. A lot of emphasis will be put on doing so quietly, and preferably without wasting ammunition for firearms. There are no limits on weapons, but be aware of ammo availability and weight. Same goes for other supplies: medical, food, water, and other miscellaneous items.
Types of Zombies (This list will be updated over time as new mutations and strains are discovered. Keep in mind though that zombies are not the only dangers, as you will come across highwaymen, raiders, and other hostile survivors.)
Hunters- More common in Rural areas, hunters operate either alone or in packs usually no larger than a dozen. With preternatural senses, they can detect prey around them at a distance, track them by smell alone. Fast and agile, they are difficult to outrun, and have the endurance to pursue over long distances. They’re also highly aggressive, even being found to attack other zombies.
Walkers- More common and found more commonly in Urban environments, they are usually found in herds numbering between twenty and a hundred. Despite their name, they can move at a jogger’s pace, and even sprint short distances.
Screamers/Howlers- Usually on the fringe of any group or by themselves, Screamers and Howlers (Depending on whether they’re male or female) start screaming or howling at the top of their lungs when prey is sighted, alerting all nearby zombies of their presence.
Behemoth- Large and with preternatural strength, these muscle-bound zombies are even more aggressive, known to attack other zombies. Some carry large blunt objects that they use to attack with, while others are nearly impossible to stop. They are capable of breaking brick walls while sustaining minimal damage, and given enough time can break steel hinges. Usually solitary creatures.
Reapers- All information currently unknown.
Spoiler: Character List
Spoiler: Salem Crow
Name: Salem Crow
Age: 29
Gender: Male
Profession: Captain in the U.S. Army, Green Beret
Description:
Weapons: Compound Bow attached to his quiver on his back, pair of M1911 Colt .45 ACPs (With suppressor and night-sights) in a shoulder holster, Karambit sheathed at his lower back, Ballistic Knife in a pouch on his belt, Machete sheathed under his bow and quiver, HK 417 A2 (Suppressor, ACOG 4x scope, grip-knife with 6 inch blade, 20” Barrel, Match Trigger, 3-Dot Laser Sight) on a 3-point sling, pair of FN Five-Sevens in a thigh holsters, USP Compact chambered in .357 SIG tucked in the back of his waistband
Compound Bow
(2) M1911 Colt .45 ACP (With suppressor and night-sights)
Karambit
Machete
HK 417A2 (Suppressor, ACOG 4x scope, grip-knife with 6 inch blade, 20” Barrel, Match Trigger, 3-Dot Laser Sight, 20 round Magazine)
(note: I could not find a picture of the rifle with my preferred attachments. Also mine is solid black.)
(2) FN Five-Sevens
HK USP Compact .357 SIG
Ballistic Knife
Equipment: Molle Plate-Carrier Vest, Flashlight, crowbar, multi-tool (pliers, flathead and Phillips head screwdrivers, scissors, can-opener, mini-saw, wire-cutters, nail-file), claw-hammer, and crescent wrench, Camelback Hydration Pack, Molle II Assault Pack. Six total magazines for the Colts (one in each gun and two spare magazines on either shoulder strap), 8 total magazines for the FN Five-Sevens (One in each gun and three on either side of his weapon belt), 13 Magazines for the HK417 (One in the rifle and the others on his tac-vest), 3 Magazines for the USP Compact (One in the gun and two on the back of his weapon belt).
Clothes: Charcoal Grey BDU Pants, Black sleeveless shirt, Charcoal Grey Hoodie, Black leather gloves with the trigger finger and thumb cut off, black bandana, black paratrooper boots, black jacket, and a black beanie. Wears dark clothing.
Background: Salem grew up in Louisiana, hunting in the swamps. He was an excellent student in school, his mind for academics reflecting his creativity. Although he refrained from joining sports, he chose to express his athleticism in learning Krav Maga and Muay Thai.
After High School, Salem enlisted in the Army where his skills helped him excel. Becoming a Green Beret, his skills expanded further to allow him to survive under extreme conditions. With the career of a Green Beret, it was his job to train and equip indigenous forces in guerrilla warfare, utilizing smaller forces to take on much larger ones.
By the time the outbreak occurred, Salem was on assignment at the Pentagon to give a de-briefing on his activities during his last operation. During the initial phase of containment, he was tasked with helping to secure the city. When that failed, he was forced to retreat back to the Pentagon only to find it to be little more than rubble. Without any way to communicate with his superiors, cut off from his unit, he returned to his home and changed clothes before gathering his equipment.
When he left, it was with a plan in mind; locate and rescue any survivors, establish a safehouse preferably within a compound that could be readily fortified, and re-establish some semblance of order. After that, he would establish further operations to continue to replicate that plan while initiating an investigation into the cause behind the outbreak.
Spoiler: Zeke played by SiksName: Zeke Edge
Age: 26
Gender: Male
Profession: Farmer/Hunter from Atlanta
Description:Spoiler: The Man
Zeke is an extremely fit man 185 pounds of hard earned muscle and 5'8. When working the farm he's wearing old blue jeans, a white-tank-top, and when needed an old leather coat.
Spoiler: The Hunter
In his off time he's one of America's many Doomsday preppers. While not as crazy as most were his father and grandfather were adamant about being prepared for anything. This transferred down to Zeke his brother and their many cousins. The above is what Zeke looks like when out on family excursions and what he generally is running around in now that doomsday has come.
Weapons: While he can use a gun quite well, he prefers the modified long bow in the image above. He keeps it unwound and in a long protective case across his back along with nearly fifty sharp fiberglass arrows with interchangeable heads.
He also carries a colt MK IV and a tactical tomahawk
Equipment: Whether on or off the farm Zeke always carries a Gerber multi-tool, a three inch folding pocket knife, a five inch fixed blade Gerber knife, a high powered flashlight, waterproof matches, a lighter, and 550 cord.
Now though he's fully kitted up gas mask, a large coil of rope, high-powered binoculars, three tin canteens extra batteries, twenty four more rounds for his colt, and arrow making and bow repair kits all held neatly in his old rucksack.
Clothes: Clothed as above thick tan pants, a warm field jacket with a hood, wool finger-less gloves, tac-vest, and heavy brown combat boots.
Background: Born on an old plantation a few miles south of Atlanta. While not originally belonging to his family the Edges having been tilling the soil there for four generations. Tobacco, cotton, and various kinds of animal meat were the primary exports coming off Edge plantation.
Zeke is the youngest of the family, his brother Ike was twenty-eight, but they've always been close. And being the only kids around for miles they were their own best friends. Hunting fishing, tearing around the woods and swamps near their home. This was life and it was a good one for many years. That was until Ike decided to follow in his Grandfather's footsteps and joined the Army. Zeke was too young to join so he got saddled with Ike's chores, it took him a bit of time, but he grew stronger each and everyday and business continued as usual.
Though as his brother completed his training and went off to war the mood changed. His father and grandfather always subscribed to the be prepared for anything philosophy, but the day Ike got shipped out they doubled-down on it turning the idea into an obsession. Building a fallout shelter, buying up stocks of ammo and supplies, and began training heavily in survival, woodcraft, and anything else they could think of. Zeke learned what he could, but when news came to the homestead that Ike had been killed in combat his family went nuts. They sold their crops and fields and turned the plantation house into a small fort.
They turned towards teaching other doomsday preppers for income, but Zeke was somewhat disenchanted with it. He was tired of living like the death of the human race was right around the corner. So on his 26th birthday he bought a one way ticket to DC, he had been talking with a friend up there who had a nice paying job at a shooting range for him. Even if he was trying to get away from the doomsayer life the habits traveled with him. He had his full bug-out bag and weapons stuffed in the back of his old jeep and arrived in DC a full week before shit went south. Now it had been in the news that rumbling of war were rolling through the White House, but Zeke never paid it much mind. That was until zero hour hit, the dead had arisen and the young man was almost caught in the first death toll. But all the training and preparation he'd been balking against for years saved his life and now he's making plans to get back to the old homestead and make a last stand with his family.
Spoiler: Bryce Fletcher played by FoxName: Bryce Fletcher
Age: 28
Gender: Male
Profession: Maryland State Police Aviation Command, trained medivac pilot, trained search-and-rescue and airborne hoisting. Warrant Officer 2nd Class Maryland National Guard, trained paramedic with flight paramedic certifications and medivac pilot.
Description: Short black hair and brown eyes. He has an athletic build and a slightly tanned complexion. He has three tattoos. A tribal fox on his right shoulderblade, a star of life (blue six pointed star with the rod of Asclepius on it, usually found on ambulances), and his National Guard medivac squad's insignia on his left arm. He usually wears graphic tee-shirts depicting various video games or super heroes he likes, or just plan black or dark blue. He also has his medivac pilot's uniform and National Guard uniform. He also has a couple of hazmat suits stored away in his helicopter that he requisitioned after the base he was at was abandoned.
Weapons: Bryce collects firearms, swords and knives. After the outbreak he had time to get only two things from home weapon wise. A early 1900's light cavalry sabre and his utility knife. He "liberated" a FN P-90 SMG complete with holographic sight and silencer from the base when he commandeered his helicopter.
Equipment: HH-60 Pave Low helicopter with medic decals on it. Basic medical supplies, two hazmat kits (protective coveralls, gloves, duct tape, boots, full face visor and respirator, two O2 tanks). And the most important equipment of all, his medic squad (3 other people, one more pilot and two other flight medics).
Background: Bryce had grown up in the suburbs around Baltimore and had always aspired to being a paramedic. When he was a kid he was always interested in the human body and how it worked, which translated into top marks in high school science class. He had also been doing various sports, from fencing, HEMA and archery, to karate and kickboxing, and a little bit of soccer. Once he medical school he became a paramedic and was chosen by the Maryland State Police Aviation Command to be a pilot for one of the medivac helicopters. His skills were also the reason for him to sign on with the Maryland National Guard. WHen the outbreak occured he was activated and deployed to Fort Detrik as part of the US biological defense program, and he helped out ferrying sick to the base for the US Army Medical Research Institute of Infectious Diseases so they could work with the CDC on a cure. Unfortunately the situation went from bad to FUBAR before his helicopter even left the airspace around the National Guard base. With only his helicopter and his squad he went about collecting what he could from his house, and Fort Detrik. He is now hiding with his medic squad outside of Washington DC, helicopter low on fuel, and their food supplies dwindling.
Spoiler: Andi DuPre played by bluemoonName: Andi DuPre
Age: 26
Gender: Female
Profession: High School teacher--science
Description: Andi is 5'6" with a slender, athletic build--her legs well-muscled from years of jogging. Her eyes are dark brown--almost black--and typically have a hint of humor to them. She has multiple tattoos: flower chain around left wrist, bow on back of right thigh, butterfly on lower back, and a celestial design on her shoulder/chest area. She also has several self-inflicted scars on her right inner thigh and left arm.
Spoiler: Andi
Weapons: Glock 19 with 15 round magazine (2 additional clips); shoulder holster; tire iron; pocket knife.
Equipment: Back pack: Matches, Medical kit, Taser/flash light, OTC pain relievers, additional clothing (socks, underwear, t-shirts), pepper spray, protein bars, refillable water bottle, duct tape, cell phone
Clothes: Casual wear: Fashionable worn blue jeans with grey patterned stretch pants underneath; red t-shirt; black leather jacket; running shoes
Background: A bit of a health nut, Andi grew her own vegetables and ran a minimum of 5 miles nightly along the streets of DC. She typically jogged alone, and for safety reasons, had a CCW permit and took several classes in self defense.
Academically, she's a science teacher, and worked full time at Middleton H.S., in the heart of DC, but she also enjoyed taking short trips to the mountains to hike and camp. For her camping was an adventure and she always set up at the "rustic sites", building a fire without matches and constructing a lean-to with branches--both skills she learned from her father at an early age. Although not a survivalist, she's pretty self-sufficient. ..and this was her typical schedule...
...and then the unthinkable happened.
Andi didn't believe in the walking dead, but when fiction becomes fact, you can't deny what is right before your eyes. So she stocked up on supplies and "bugged in", trying to keep up-to-date on all the happenings within the city. When the system failed, she went to the only fortified place she was familiar with--the high school. Set up with an enclosing fence, basement bomb shelter, and brick walls throughout, it was a virtual fortress and many people flocked there when their homes were no longer safe. The sick and injured were housed in the gymnasium and several military types roamed the halls. They had enough supplies to last at least a month--or until help came. But help did not come in time...they came...and Andi was forced to take to the streets at the height of infection.
Spoiler: Kendall "Kenny" Vice played by Honey
Name: Kendall "Kenny" Vice
Age: 25
Gender: Female
Profession: Climbing Welder
Spoiler: Description
Weapons: Ice Axe, Garrote, Glock 43 - 9mm Lugar(50 Rounds), Paracord Knife(Hidden)
Equipment: Tool Belt (Various Wires, Coiled Metals, Hammer, Screwdriver and assorted heads, Pliers, Electrical Tapes, Pencil, Markers, Measuring Tape, Adjustable Wrench, Water Filter, Firesteal, Amp Meter, Clips), Headlamp, 2L Hydration pack, Rope, Socks, First Aid Kit (first-aid manual, adhesive tape, adhesive bandages in several sizes, elastic bandage, a splint, antiseptic wipes, soap, antibiotic ointment, lip balm, antiseptic solution, acetaminophen and ibuprofen, tweezers, sharp scissors, safety pins, disposable instant cold packs, calamine lotion, alcohol wipes, thermometer, thermal shock blanket, medicinal plants manual, cloth, cordage, superglue, gloves), Climbing Shoes
Clothes: Steel Toed Combat Boots, Old Denim Jeans, White Tank Top, Blue Coveralls, Fall Prevention Harness, Tan Tool Belt, Angel Fire Women's Hybrid Welding Jacket, Welding Gloves, Dark Blue Face Shield/Bandana, Climbing Hat, Welding Googles, Paracord On upper Arm
Background: Kenny grew up poor and rough right here in Washington D.C. She had little interest in school, only attending enough to keep her out of trouble with 'the man'. With a negligent mother, absentee father and gangs rampant she might have slipped through the cracks if she hadn't been caught boosting the auto teacher's car.
Willing to pay any price not to be hauled in by police Kenny found herself working reception at the local auto shop. But all those fancy tools intrigued her and before she knew it she was actually learning things, then working on the cars voluntarily. But things took an even bigger change for her the first time she sparked up the welder. With a new found purpose she began attending her classes and applying herself, though only to the most relevant of subjects.
When her mom died of an overdose, Reginald (that auto teacher) took her in and helped her further change her course. Getting her into boxing to help manage her aggression and pent up emotions, tutoring her so she could graduate and attend a trade school to earn her tickets. Then co-signing for her first apartment and walking her right to a gun range, cause "A pretty young lady should have a little bite behind her No. And a bang when the bite fails."
Now Kenny's moved from that tiny one bedroom place and she no longer needs a co-signer, but she still visits Reginald every Sunday at the range then to dinner and maybe a quick spar in the ring, though she's added rock climbing and weight lifting to her skill set.
Kendall was suspended 150ft in the air when the world went to hell. Now back on the ground she's out to find Reginald and get clear.Spoiler: Ashley "Ash" Danger RussName: Ashley “Ash” Danger Russ
Age: 27
Gender: Male
Profession: NSA Analyst/Hacker
Spoiler: Description:
Weapons: FN P90; Five-seveN; Japanese Katana; Gerber Torch 1 Tanto Folding Knife; Gerber Ding Dong Breaching Tool
Equipment: A 5.11 All Hazards Prime Backpack; Panasonic Toughbook CF-54; FZ-B2 Tablet; Goal Zero Sherpa 50 Power Pack; Goal Zero Nomad 13 Solar Panel; Imminent Threat Solutions Hypalon Concealment Wallet (w/ lockpicks, and ceramic razor blade); TR-4 Drone; Sleeping bag; Small tent; Change of clothes
Clothes: Brown Leather A-2 Jacket; Black Phantom Ops Tactical Pants; UA ColdGear Fitted Mock; Dark Grey Dress Shirt; Black Rocky S2V Men’s Sage Steel Toe Boots
Background: Ash grew up with a love of technology. This would occasionally cause him trouble, but would lead him to his chosen career path. He barely graduated high school as his grades reflected his boredom with the course material. Ash got into Kenjutsu when he inherited a katana his grandfather took off a WWII Japanese officer who “had no further use for it.”
He applied and was accepted to MIT; This exposed him to a wider variety of both technology and trouble. He was among the first to join the fledgling drone movement, turning his long history of playing video games into something else. His interest in Kenjutsu lead to Ash learning Taido, and developing an interest in Parkour. Before graduation Ash drew the attention of the National Security Agency when he hacked into their recruitment server to stick his name on the list.
His career was dull and generally tedious. Ash’s only excitement came when he was selected to test pilot the new drones. To correct this Ash began training for a field position. Unfortunately he would never get that chance.
Ash had been looking forward to the day of the outbreak as he would be testing the newest surveillance drone. The test of the TR-4 was successful, until it was abruptly ended. Ash thought the description of the event that ended the test was a joke, until he saw it through the drones eyes.
The 18 hours since the initial response was mostly a blur to Ash. He remembers the escort of the drone being attacked; He remembers a near escape with the drone; He remembers stumbling across the remains of a Secret Service Escort, which he scavenged weapons and ammunition from. Ash had made his way home and retrieved his camping gear. After ensuring the new drone was compatible with his charger he left his personal drone behind and set to familiarizing himself with the TR-4's capabilities.
Spoiler: TR-4 Drone
The drone is controllable from Ash’s tablet as well as his laptop. It has a pair of cameras, one mounted atop, the other on the underside of the drone. The drone has a half hour long flight time on a full charge. It also has a range of a mile and a half.
Spoiler: Runa Wick played by Alpha WolfName: Runa Wick
Age: 26
Gender: Female
Profession: Contract Killer
Description: Runa is small but well toned, she stands about 5'4 and weighs 128 pounds. Her natural hair color is black, and a good portion has been dyed red. She has pale skin, her left eye is a grey and her right eye is green. She has a tattoo of the Avenged Sevenfold logo across her upper back, and a grim reaper riding a skeleton horse on her right bicep.
Spoiler: image
Weapons: A katana with a black and red scabbard, a Zombie Headhunter brand Bowie Knife, an AK-47 (Black PSAK-47 GB2 Zhukov Rifle Build Kit, Vertical fore-grip, Trijicon ACOG 6x48 Rifle Scope), and a Colt 1911 Series 80 Government Model, One M61 Fragmentation Grenade she's saving for a special occasion.
Equipment: Black Tactical belt, Black 5.11 Tactical Rush Backpack, FR M40 Gasmask, flashlight, spare batteries, matches, a flip lighter, can opener, small first aid kit.
Clothes: Black cargo pants, a black hooded jacket, a burgundy tank-top, black combat boots, black tactical gloves.
Background: Runa was born in a small Texas town northwest of Dallas to a chaotic family. Her father, the kingpin of not so legal organization that specialized in providing anything from illegal weapons and drugs, to mercenaries and professional killers. She went to a small private school and got into martial arts, having as normal of a childhood as her father could provide. She was taught how to fight and handle a weapon at a young age, and she practiced shooting and the art of Kenjutsu and Kendo almost non-stop as a teen.
As soon as she finished high school, her father put her to work in his organization, at first mainly using her as a personal guard. It didn't take him long to realize how skilled she was at killing when a deal went wrong and she brutally dispatched the armed guards of the other party almost single handedly. He immediately offered her services to clients looking for a contract killer for the next five years.
Throughout those years she'd lost count of how many she'd killed, but all of them had been brutal. As a result of her line of work, her mental state has changed completely. She's cold, calculating, and ruthless, and if someone pisses her off enough, she'll enjoy every moment of their suffering.
Runa was in Washington D.C. on a contract to kill the personal assistant of some corrupt government official who did some things he didn't want getting out. Everything was going according to plan, when shit hit the fan. When the outbreak occurred she barricaded herself in on the third floor of some fancy hotel. After a few hours, when it no longer sounded like a warzone outside, she scavenged what canned goods she could from the hotels storeroom, and made her way out into the streets with one goal in mind, survive.
Spoiler: Shir Ravinovisch played by Kris -inactive until further notice-Name: Shir Ravinovisch
Age: 32
Gender: Female
Profession: War correspondent.
Description:
Spoiler:
Weapons: Short M-16, Jericho 941 and a Sliding blade.
Equipment + Clothing: IDF green typical fighting uniforms and vest under which she has a dog tag and a white t-shirt, helmet, Flashlight, radio, covered watch (on her left hand), walkie talkie and other communications devices, laser, water filter, 2 water cans, bullets packs, warriors backpack with some canned food, strong ropes, tweezers, razor blade, can opener, recorder, papers and pens, simple smartphone and pair of black high boots.
Background:
Shir grew up in a loving environment in Israel, where she found she excelled in school and in a lot of verbal classes. She wanted to be an ambassador , but found the life of military to be far more exciting. She began as small army reporter and soon trained to be fit enough to follow the other warriors into more dangerous line of fire. While she is not excelling in fighting, she had a share of them were she needed to fend for herself. She is ranked as minor officer, and led a squad of reports directly into the front line, following and recording, while also supporting the fighters that were joined together to cover them.
A small fighter squad was sent to the area and they been on the run of events ever since, with her recording of the events.
Spoiler: Martin Ackerman played by Alpha Wolf
Name: Martin Ackerman
Age: 30
Gender: Male
Profession: Maryland State Trooper, Former United States Marine Corps EOD.
Description: Martin stands a 6'4, 204 pounds of muscle. He has short red hair, a mustache and beard, and piercing blue eyes. He has a tattoo of the USMC insignia on his left shoulder blade, as well as a fair amount of shrapnel scars along the right side of his torso and right arm from a fragmentation grenade detonation.
Spoiler: Image
Weapons: M4A1 Carbine (TA01NSN 4x32 ACOG sight, vertical fore grip), Remington 870 Pump Shotgun, Glock 17 Handgun, Police Baton, Taser.
Equipment: Chevy Tahoe Police Cruiser, his partner Brady, Police Plate Carrier, Duty Belt, Backpack, Flashlight.
Clothes: Maryland State Trooper Uniform.
Background: Martin was born in the town of Salisbury, on Maryland's Eastern Shore. As soon as he graduated high school he enlisted in the Marine Corps, becoming an EOD specialist. He served for eight years in the Marines until a frag grenade explosion nearly took his life.
After being honorably discharged, he returned home to Maryland and moved to a suburb on the outskirts of D.C. From there he joined the Maryland State Police, becoming a trooper in spite of his injuries. He and his partner were running radar on the D.C. Beltway when they were informed of the containment effort. They were immediately sent to help contain the chaos in the city, but it quickly failed, and both he and his partner decided to head to the nearest police station to check for any other surviving officers and civilians.
Spoiler: Eniko Kuramoto played by Leanna
Name: Eniko Kuramoto 倉元 型付け
Age: 27
Gender: Female
Profession: Intern at George Washington University Hospital.
Description:
Measuring at an even five-foot-three, Eniko’s daintier bone structure has always been one of her most definitive traits; the other, of course, being her heavily oriental facial features. At any rate, the random onlooker could easily conclude that the young woman hails from a family that has reproduced little (if at all) outside of their own ethnicity.
Weapons:
Unfortunately, none. For now, anyway.
The outbreak has caught this fun-loving young lady totally off guard, leaving her alone and in a bit of a precarious position. In the past, Eniko has never needed to venture outside the relative safety that her charmed upbringing had thus afforded her. Before the world had gone to hell, the young woman’s free time had been merrily spent dancing in clubs late into the night, bike riding on sunny weekends, and attending yoga classes religiously. So danger and violence and weapons had always felt as foreign to her as... well, Japan.
Equipment + Clothing:
Since she was a child, Eniko has experienced great joy in expressing herself through clothing. Often, she could be found floating around D.C. sporting a leather jacket, braided hair, and studded Cuban block heels. Then, when it came to smarter wear, cocktail dresses and stilettos would often make their appearance... particularly on nights that she would go on dates or karaoke outings with her friends.
Yet, on the most casual of days, an oh-so-fuzzy beanie coupled with silly socks and white sneakers would suffice. (In fact, Ko has quite an extensive collection of ridiculous socks, her favourite pair covered in little Shiba Inus. That pair is very sentimental to her, as they remind her of her beloved family pet, Zoom, who is at home with her parents in San Francisco.)
Yet of course, these were only the clothes she wore in her downtime. Due to the nature of her work, most of her day was spent in scrubs; so every opportunity to wear her own clothing always felt like a treat.
As for equipment, all that Eniko has readily available is what she currently has lying around in her vividly decorated city centre apartment. Shiiiit.
Background:
Having grown up within an affluent area of San Francisco, Eniko is a young Californian woman who has enjoyed a life of relative privilege since birth. She and her younger sister Emiri, always having been two peas in a pod, were both well looked after by their parents. Their father, an esteemed neurosurgeon in the Bay Area, worked at the UCSF Medical Centre, while their mother was the head of a school of cosmetology located near Fisherman’s Wharf.
This upbringing thoroughly explained the quality of the apartment that young Eniko lived in while in Washington DC; as well as the quality of the education she had received in order to intern as a surgeon of traumatic injury. Yet, this fortunate life had not always been the case for her family.
In Eniko’s case, her familial story began in the United States in the 1930s, with a bit of hope and a lot of hard work. Her great-grandparents had immigrated from Nagasaki, Japan, and into the San Francisco outskirts as newlyweds. There, they were initially received with immense friendliness, and the Karumotos sought to successfully integrate into their new country.
Eventually, however, such niceties waned. After the events of Pearl Harbour, many US residents of Japanese descent were suddenly met with intense distrust by their American neighbours. It did not take long for many so-called friends to suddenly become aloof, causing all Japanese families to become so socially isolated that government officials were forced to arrive on their doorstep with questions.
Paranoia saturated these communities in those days, and Eniko’s great-grandparents had been forced to abandon their home in San Francisco. Where were they sent? The Tule Lake Internment Camp just south of Oregon... for four years.
When the war finally ended, life never went back to normal for the Karumotos. The American community that her great-grandparents had loved so much never saw them as the same people again, instead assuming they must have been guilty. They were whispers of them being war criminals or spies, despite them having no affiliation with the Japanese government.
Yet returning home to Japan felt incredibly futile after the events in Nagasaki.Everything back home, everything they had known in Japan, was gone. Homes. Family. Friends. Farms. The atomic bomb decimated tens of thousands, before poisoning even more with radiation. What was there to return to?
So, instead, her great-grandparents reluctantly remained in the United States, hoping that they could find a way to give their children a better future. They worked tirelessly at this, and the Karumoto family eventually rose above the ashes of their life in the 1940s. It was during the 1980s that Eniko’s grandfather made some wise investments, that lead to the eventual wealth that the young woman would later be born into.
And she had been happy. She had been gifted with a life of security, and had always been showered with affection by those who loved her. She had little reason to ever believe such a good life could ever come to an end.
Thus, Eniko is currently battling a functioning state of shock. Not only has she realised that life as she knew it was completely over, but she is quickly learning that she must improvise and adapt if she is going to survive.
Spoiler: Eric James Monroe played by Kiro
Name:Undead or Walkers Eric found the old name much more satisfying to say. Zombies. In a mind of any regular person this was a nightmare. For Eric he thought of the entire thing as a wonderland. It was a scary wonderland, but he would enjoy it as a whole. His short time before, the final announcement 18 Hours since the failure of communication. Was spent learning the ways that everything moved. He found the reaction to sound being the best distraction and used it to his advantage.
Eric James Monroe
Nicknames:
Trap
Mr. Knowitall
Brains
Techy
Boom Man
Age:
24
Gender:
Male
Profession:
College Student
Demolitions Expert
Description:
Spoiler: Appearance:
On his chest is a rather large scar from shrapnel from a device that went wrong while he was prepping it for explosion. While the explosion wasn't much it was enough to cut him rather horribly on the chest.
Pale Skinned individual with wild looking black hair that looked as if it'd never been brushed a day in his life.
Weapons:
Spoiler: Weapons:
Spoiler: The Climb
Spoiler: The Blade
Spoiler: The Protector
Spoiler: The Silence
Equipment:
Spoiler: Equipment:
Spoiler: Bag
- Various things in his bag that provide explosive materials when combined
- 200lb Tested Rope
- Water bottle
- Blanket
- 9MM rounds (x14)
Clothes:
Aside from his hoodie, he wears a pair of solid black jeans and a loose fitted grey shirt. His shoes vary depending on how long they last and often change each time he finds a new pair to wear.
Spoiler: Hoodie
Hoodie is solid black rather then white
Background:
Born into a wealthy family straight out of the Carolina's, Eric had it all. His family had the money, he had all the toys he desired, the designer clothes. Everything he could ask for. He had any video game he asked for, even was able to get submitted into a school made just for fighting. The school taught him how to use a staff for combat, and helped him excel in his classes of all kinds. Yet Eric took an interest into the fights and the Science class in his regular school.
Eric found in his free time, that he was spending his time creating small electrical things to start. His first project he would say he was proud of was a potato clock. As many other students would show in his younger school years but the ideas would expand soon after. His Sixth year of school, he won the Science fair by creating a small robot from the parts of an old Microwave and a remote to a television.
While that year wasn't the first in his science projects he would proceed to the Seventh grade Science fair in which he created a mini bomb that exploded into confetti all while destroying a small toy car. It had won no more then Third place he still found pride in the project itself.
As the years would pass, he found his love in the arts of explosions. From the start of the first bomb all the way to the upcoming days of the future, he was always creating something new. Something that would explode some times bigger some times smaller. He found himself testing his abilities on the explosives on random fruits along with small dolls he would find in his sisters room without her knowledge. It would generally end in the two fighting but it was still fun.
His high school years, Eric found a new time to shine. His explosions became his priority but he would come to a new love of rock climbing. Taking his first climb in his freshman year as some kids found it nice to use the flag to hang up his backpack on he scaled it and retrieved it. The Gym teacher saw his abilities and quickly took him into his class with the skills teaching him how to climb not only poles but rocks and other things of sort. Giving him a new found love for the sport.
The rest of the High school years were a breeze. Sophmore year he fell into Chemistry class and excelled into the honors class. He often took after school classes to expand his knowledge into the subject while taking up his rock climbing skills afterwards.
Shortly after graduating High school, he slipped straight into a University using his parents money to pay for the matter. It was here, he took a Chemical Major into the school where he excelled even further. He would use the schooling to press his mind further and learn even more on the matter. As the time passed in his school years and he eventually came to the power to create a bomb large enough to blow up a small call.
While Eric's time was found studying, he gave himself the time to find a job in a Demolition Crew. They destroyed buildings for the fun of it and crashed them to the ground just for a pay check. He used his interest in the Rock Climbing so he could scale the buildings and place bombs in the sides of them just to bring them down faster. It was a job that Eric came to love and enjoy through his first three years of college.
It was his final year of college. The Final year and he was excited. The year he could graduate and get into his own career of life. That was all a long dream he fell into only to have this dream crash for another dream he had once before. The outbreak would begin and leave him to fend for himself. A majority of the people in his class were turned from the once kind individuals to the vile creatures that were called the undead.
While most people called them '
He rigged areas up to cause small explosions by many different ways. Often falling to the remote activation, timers, or even trip wires. But he used this as a distraction for many different things. His main motive was to cause a noise here, watch as they all ran towards the noise and use that to run around over there. Training the zombies to the best of his abilities.
Noteable things:
His hoodie is almost always covered in blood from different zombies. The blood across the jacket is coated in different types as he uses the blood from anything he can kill keeping the smell of death fresh on his figure so he can much more easily evade and proceed through areas undetected by his usual "living" scent.
His skills when it comes to fighting with a staff are basic. He hasn't worked with it in years and only has the ability to fight two at most when it comes to the undead. And a single individual when it comes to a person.
Eric is great when it comes to climbing but his skills will generally stop there. He is terrible when it comes to leaping great distances. And uses his climbing picks with a rope attached if he needs to cross anything up high that is more then twelve feet apart.
He is a quick, agile, and fit for his age. But he is not the strongest when it comes to hand to hand fighting.
Although it was only a short time since the communication failed. He's taking quick notes into the different forms of undead. Studying them in different ways to get a better understanding of them and the way they work.
Eric tends to use his mind over anything else when it comes to almost anything. Quick thinking and using the best possible conclusion he can come up with.
If it's possible, he will find a way to blow it up. Even the simplest explosions such as a Drano bomb. A little bit of Drano, and a bit of Tin Foil and give it a few minutes inside a glass bottle before boom.
Spoiler: Tommy Murdock played by MadHatter41
Name:
Tommy Murdock
Height:
6'1
Age:
29
Appearance:
blond hair, green eyes and a muscular build
Previous job:
Paratrooper 101st airborne
Skills:
Marksman of sorts. Tommy being in the Military for so many years, has come to learn a great deal of weaponry. His primary focus fell into Rifles in which he excelled above the rest. Yet his skills would not stop there. He also has a keen touch when it comes to other Firearms such as Pistols of many shapes and sizes along with Shotguns. Other noteable skills could be seen in his primary job focus where he excelled in his unit as a paratrooper. His skills with this gave him a great sense of direction and quick planning as one would need diving out of a plane or helicopter.
Current Inventory:
Taurus Judge 45 Long Colt/ .410 Shotgun Shell
URL=https://media.iwm.org.uk/ciim5/249/247/large_000000.jpg]N0 82 Gammon Grenade[/URL] Stockpiled from his Uncle's WWII Stash
Hazmat Suit
Jungle Camouflage
Pipe bomb
China Lake (2 rounds max)
LMG (100 rounds max)
History:
At the bright age of 20, Tommy was first in line to sign up for the 82nd Airborne. Excited to be in the Air Force, Tommy was pulled straight into the Gulf war. His Platoon was sent well before the main force and acted as the Recon soldiers. With four long Combat Tours later, Tommy had a personal rack up of 40 kills between him and his Platoon. Two of the kills were known well as Generals of the opposing militia. While Tommy may not be one who is in fear of killing others, during his war time he was shown to have a soft spot for children, often going out of his way to reduce friendly casualties. Yet with that in mind he has no fear and will kill any enemy as well as undead creatures without a second thought.
Current Mental State:
His mind was damn near broken when the Outbreak started. Many years in the military had already worn down his mind it wasn't until shortly when the Outbreak started his mind was shattered by the fowl creatures. In the brink of sleep, one of the creatures had found their way into his home murdering his wife and little baby girl. Ripping their throats out while they soundly slept. And his daughter was just turning 3 soon. Upon the sounds of the creature, he awoke to see his wife first then his daughter whom was just about to turn Three. This proceeded to him striking the creature leaving it immobile where he drug it to the basement and tortured it for a long Seven hours. Using various tools, he turned the creature into a bloody piece of rat meat. First he removed the eyes and then proceeded with it's limbs. He could see the creature beg for existence as if it was trying to hang onto what little life it head. But this gave him no mind as he got to work with a drill. If one could hear it, he was sure the sounds of it's screams could be heard by the devil himself in the depths of hell.
Spoiler: Marcelle Boutet played by Fox
Name: Marcelle Boutet
Age: 32
Gender: Female
Profession: FBI SWAT, specialising in breach and clear operations, VIP escorts, and counter-insurgency. Has some field medic training, both as part of her job and thanks to her husband.
Description: Black hair, pale skin and brown eyes. Marcelle is every bit a classic French woman. You mention French women, and Marcelle is likely to come to mind. Her slightly athletic build hides her strength, and has made people under estimate her in the past. She has a few scars and tattoos on her body, the most notable ones being a sword, wreathed in flames and topped with a crown on her chest, the blade of the sword sitting along her breastbone, a fleur-de-lis on her right shoulder, and of course a large burn scar on her left hip, the reminder of an accident from her childhood involving hot water and an inattentive older brother.
Weapons: Pancor Jackhammer shotgun, alternate loaded slugs and flechette rounds (first round is actually a single breaching slug for breaching doors). MP7 SMG and riot shield. Single axe (modern working replica of an actual French-style medieval battle axe)
Equipment: FBI SWAT uniform, including full armour. Backpack with basic survival and camping gear (she was planning a camping trip with her husband before zero hour).
Background: Marcelle was born the middle child of a French father and French-Canadian mother, so it is safe to say she is very close to her French roots. Her family moved to the US when she was 8 from Canada, they lived in a few cities, before eventually settling down in Baltimore. Marcelle was a very curious girl; she liked reading books, especially history books, but also was highly athletic. When she turned 18 she applied with the FBI and was quickly accepted. She excelled in her training, which included some hand-to-hand training, mostly boxing and a bit of Krav Maga. She was moved into FBI SWAT by the time she was 23. One day she met a paramedic from the DC Fire and Emergency Medical Services Department. They became friends, and quickly fell in love. By the time she was 25 she was happily married. Her husband had made sure to teach her a bit more about saving lives outside of a hospital in addition to her basic first aid training. When the outbreak occurred, she had been at Quantico on a training exercise, training some new recruits, when word came in that her team was needed in DC in the Bellevue neighborhood, she knew that was where her husband’s station was. By the time she got there, though, she found that he had been killed by some infected who had, by all accounts, returned to life. She would provide defense of the South Mass Casualty Unit, or what remained of it, while they tried to evacuate sick and injured, only for them to be over run from the inside. She barely escaped, her team died during the final escort mission, her husband’s unit also was dead, she would later arrive at Joint Base Anacosta-Bolling, having seen the fight for it.
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