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The Cardinal - Marsisian

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Name: The Cardinal, real name Martin Carpenter
Age: 35
Items: An M1911 pistol and several packs of supplies.
Personality: The Cardinal is very cold and calculating and simply regards people as resources to accomplish his goals, but can be charismatic when the time arises for persuasion.
Gender: Male
Appearance: The Mask
Skills: Highly charismatic, a skilled leader, and accomplished criminal.
Biography: Martin was born to abusive parents who lived in the rural areas of San Andreas. They took advantage of their child, uncaring and entirely focused on themselves. Eventually, when the future crime boss grew to become a teenager, he killed his parents in cold blood and donned a gas mask that was his father's prized possession. Finding nowhere else to go after the murders, he became a criminal, performing small crimes for a street gang. That was until he was recruited into a criminal syndicate after an incident involving the deaths of five police officers on one night and the theft of millions of police contraband.

Within months, the Cardinal seized power in the syndicate after assassinating of the boss and became one of the criminal kingpins of Los Santos, known for his paranoia and his trademark gas mask. When the Infection hit, he retreated to his mansion in the Vinewood Hills, having lost everything. Determined to wipe out the infection, the former criminal formed an organization hell-bent on killing as much people as they could in order to stop the spread of the virus.

Name of Faction: The Flamers
Numbers: At least 300 Flamers, firmly devoted to the cause of eradicating any and all impure humans across San Andreas.
Headquarters: The Mansion
Leader: The Condor
Appearance of Soldier (optional): Here
History: The Flamers were formed right after the outbreak by the infamous Cardinal crime lord. Despite his past as a criminal, a large number of people flocked to his mansion to join his faction in exchange for safety from the infected. The Flamers, outfitted with heavy equipment suited for open combat and a purpose to fulfill, soon began raiding the outside world.

Name:
TJ "Turbojet" Williams
Age:
24
Items:
Carbine Rifle with 120 Ammunition
M1911 with 20 Ammunition
Trainer Jet, (A Lazor seemed a little OP, but tell me if it isn't.)
Personality:
Is a nerd, he is very intelligent, but most people find him boring.
Gender:
Male
Appearance:
Tall and Skinny, Pale Skin, Dark Brown Hair, and Brown Eyes. He wears a lab coat as while as old WWI era aviation goggles.
Skills:
Experimental Pilot:
Allows him a lot of piloting skills.
Engineer:
Allows him to write up plans, as while as designs for machines.
Biography:
TJ was born in Paleto Bay to moderately poor parents. He always learned things very easily, and was the smartest kid in his class. He passed as valedictorian of Paleto Bay Highschool. He went to Los Santos University for an associates degree in mathematics. Before getting a scholarship to MIT, where he got a Masters degree in aeronautical engineering. He moved back to San Andreas and worked with the military, at the minor military base known as Fort Zancudo, before moving to Los Venturos and started working at Area 69, (Yes that is really the name for Area 51 in GTA.) He worked there as a designer and pilot. He happened to be in Los Santos visiting his parents in Paleto Bay when the bio-bomb went off in Downtown Los Santos. He pulled some strings and got he and his family safe in Fort Zancudo he would fly routinely fly reconnaissance missions over the city. As well as support flights for Army Strike Teams.

Name: Darwin "Rocky" Montes, Jr.
Age: 23
Items: Military Backpack - bought from Ammu-Nation a while prior to the event. Contains:

Water Canteen - Half Full ATM
Sleeping Bag [exterior]
Some Magazines for a Carbine, about three. Taken from Ammu-Nation during the initial hours
A Map of San Andreas - Salvaged from Police Precinct.
Notebook and Pen
Various Medical Supplies, owned previously lying around house.
General Toiletries and other personal supplies.

Carries -
Swiss Army Knife
Carbine Rifle w/ attachments [taken from Ammu-Nation]:

Foregrip
Flashlight [still looking for batteries]
Extending Stock [built in]
Standard Sight [not iron sight, found attached to rifle]

NOTE: Carries no sidearms, unfortunately. Carbine makes up for this by being somewhat lightweight and small.
Personality: Very quirky and timid, a kind person. Rebellious against the corrupt Police of the state and very laid back. Extremely lazy in some situations and easily distracted. Happens to have a crippling fear of heights.
Gender: Male
Appearance: Face
Usually wears a dusty digital camouflage hoodie and jeans but is also seen wearing black t shirts and shorts often. He usually keeps his facial hair neat and his hair is curly and black. He seems to always have a layer of sandy dust on his person or clothes at all times.
As for protective gear or gear during fights he knows he will enter, he will often wear padding around elbows, knees, and other sensitive areas, as well as a what appears to be a Base jump helmet. Happens to wear a shemagh bought from Ammu-Nation while in the more desert-ey areas of the state, but not that often. Will often put his hood up to conceal his identity and owns no masks at the moment.
Skills:

Average Automatic rifle shooting skills - Attended Ammu-Nation on a regular basis prior to the incident. Not a Simo Hayha grade marksman, more of one who knows what he is doing enough to keep him alive for some time in a fight.
Computer Skills - Internet smart, has some basic [not that advanced] hacking skills and would be considered a gamer.
Military knowledge - semi-advanced knowledge on military equipment and tactics. Has no military history, but has watched enough videos to know that you don't win fights by using Video Game knowledge. Will NOT win in a fight against a more trained opponent.

Biography: Prior to the incident, Darwin was an unemployed self-proclaimed "Military nerd" and "gamer", who happened to be a College dropout. Managing to live off of the last sliver of money his parents left him with, Darwin found himself making money off of Deep Web stuff such as drug trading and other highly illegal stupid stuff [he was, is, and never will be a drug addict or a smoker], but even that wasn't enough to support the shitty apartment he had in Los Santos.
So, being an active member of a nearby Ammu-Nation store, he applied for a job and found himself working behind a desk, helping the gun nuts out with their computer issues as he made a pretty humble amount of money to support his gaming and apartment.

Then, everything went downhill as the whole issue involving a bunch of Mad Scientists dropping a bio weapon in Los Santos. Darwin was lucky enough to not be in the area affected, but, pretty soon, he found that holing himself up in his apartment and making mad dashes to the supermarket would not keep him alive for long. After salvaging a weapon and scavenging for as much as he could, he hit the road, and is likely heading south, either to Los Santos international, or a safer place, than the city.
Theme Song: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bADDorGdyBg

Name:Marshal Grant
Age: 38
Items: Glock-19 and three extra magazines, Detective Badge, Telescopic Sliding Baton, and an aluminum bottle filled with water. (clipped to his belt.)
Personality: A bit gruff and unemotional, but with a strong sense of justice and duty to the innocent.
Gender:Male
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Skills: Unmatched in detective skill. Quite handy with a pistol and/or baton, due to police training.
Biography: Marshal was born in the slums. His parents regularly worked overtime, and his ghetto was heavily neglected by the police. One day, while he was all by himself at home, a burglar broke in and stole money, electronics, if it was valuable, it was gone. The worst part? The thief was never caught. This led Marshal to pursuing police-work, to catch criminals.
Once he was out of high school with a scholarship, he enrolled in college for criminology. He passed with flying colors and joined the LSPD later.
After a bit of patrol time, he became a detective, his dream. He did his life's work for over a decade, when the unthinkable happened. A zombie plague had struck San Andreas. Now,with the police force knackered and with nobody to back him up, he takes to the streets patrolling again.

Jordkloden wrote:When can expect an IC?

Marsisian wrote:

Jordkloden wrote:When can expect an IC?

When we get more activity and more apps.

Name: Jack Fitzpatrick

Age: 27

Items:

Le 'Rucksack' - A large rucksack that Jack has taken with him, containing his carving knife, water bottle and spare clothing. Is made from cotton which has been dyed a strong shade of grey.

Carving Knife, with Jack's inconspicuous lack of firearms he tends to carry a knife. This one, to be exact.

Water bottle - plastic, see-through. Nothing more can be said here.

Raincoat - a luminous green coat that Jack wears when there is a rainstorm or conditions that could make wearing his clothes unbearable.

Long sleeved black shirt with purple tie - Worn from the day of the outbreak.

Jeans - worn to cover legs.

Walking boots - obvious.



Personality:

Jack isn't one for socialising - his plans to combat the zombies just aren't compatible with anyone else, thus making talking in Jack's view a waste of time. He lacks charisma and thus doesn't exactly have much popular support - still, he is a kindhearted person and isn't worried about what others may think of him.

Gender: Male

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Skills: Is good with firearms, still he hasn't got any.

Was an amateur Wrestler and practitioner of Jiu-Jitsu in his youth - not much good against zombies. Still can fight any human well enough. (actual wrestling ladies and gentlemen, he didn't sign up at WWE)

As Jack was in the US at the time studying a computer programming course at a local university, his knowledge of those machines tends to be better than the average.

Biography:

Born in a large market town in Northern England, Jack was born into comparatively decent circumstances - his family certainly weren't rich but weren't at all near the bottom of the ladder, his parents were hardworking and caring; always having time for Jack and his seven siblings. When the young man was in his early teens he became interested in sports. These consisted of wrestling and jiu-jitsu - having already worked out his lack of talent in traditional British pastimes like rugby, cricket and football. Standing at only 5'9 and weighting 145 pounds long considered detrimental by Jack was perhaps a blessing for him, when it came to jiu-jitsu and wrestling.

At the age of 18, Jack finished school and enrolled in the local college - taking a computing degree and graduating with merit. Following three more years of practice in the arts of jiu-jitsu and wrestling he headed to France to join the French Foreign Legion. Doing this because of his exclusion from the British Armed Forces due to a diagnosis of Asperger's syndrome - luckily this wasn't picked up upon when he was tested in France and he signed a contract that meant he'd serve for five years. The French Foreign Legion sent Jack to French Guiana where he came down with malaria upon the completion of his second tour of duty there - still, it was certainly a unique time for Jack and the others who enlisted at the same time.

Aged 26 and fresh out of the Legion, Jack received a student visa and went over to study in the US - intent on returning to London and working in the IT sector when the zombie outbreak occurred.

The New Byzantine II wrote:Tag, gonna spread communism!

Marsisian wrote:

The New Byzantine II wrote:Tag, gonna spread communism!

In a zombie apocalypse?

Marsisian wrote:

The New Byzantine II wrote:Tag, gonna spread communism!

In a zombie apocalypse?

Prusslandia wrote:Hm. Any room for a group of psychopaths ?

Empire of Gibraltar wrote:

Prusslandia wrote:Hm. Any room for a group of psychopaths ?

The world has just turned to shit, of course there will be a few who turned with it.

And question, is this South San Andreas, GTA V map, San Andreas, San Andreas Map, or the whole US, all GTAs

Marsisian wrote:

Empire of Gibraltar wrote:The world has just turned to shit, of course there will be a few who turned with it.

And question, is this South San Andreas, GTA V map, San Andreas, San Andreas Map, or the whole US, all GTAs

Just the GTAV map.

Should I put the IC up now?