The Walking Dead RP [OOC][OPEN, EP. 4 STARTED]

[Shadyrya]

So I just had a shot.

It's 5 0'clock somewhere. And damn, dat shit burns like hell. I thought whiskey was bad....*whistles*

[Cylarn]

So I just had a shot.

It's 5 0'clock somewhere. And damn, dat shit burns like hell. I thought whiskey was bad....*whistles*

Compared to the bourbon I got from my older brother, vodka tastes like water. Hell, I could chase that bourbon with vodka.

[Monfrox]

And so it begins....

I hope most of you have played Dead Rising, because guess who's going to be a psychopath?

FFS...

Really?

Yes, really.

She's leaving the prison before that happens though.

[Tiltjuice]

Post, Mon.

[Shadyrya]

So I just had a shot.

It's 5 0'clock somewhere. And damn, dat shit burns like hell. I thought whiskey was bad....*whistles*

Compared to the bourbon I got from my older brother, vodka tastes like water. Hell, I could chase that bourbon with vodka.

Alcohols to try..

Wines
Vodka
Whiskey
Beer(ugh)
Gin
Bourbon....

[United World Order]

NAME: Johnathan Hayes
AGE: 34
NATIONALITY: American
RACE: Anglo-Caucasion
SKILLS: [Be realistic.] Gutair player, Hunting
WEAPONRY: [Not everyone owns a gun. This could be a pipe, if that's what your character has access to.] Gutair , Remington Shotgun(Three boxes of shells) and Axe
VEHICLE: [Once again, not everyone will own one.] N/A
BIOGRAPHY: [Keep it brief, but make sure it backs up how you have the weapon or vehicle you do.] Johnathan Hayes before the outbreak begun lived in Waterside in Michagan near the city of An Arbor before moving to An Arbor it'self. He'd rugulary go on hunting trips in the hunting seasons when he could. He didn't have a car but he had a house, his car a pick up truck was repoed earlier but he was able to keep his house which he abandoned when the outbreak begun to worsen and work his way into his place. He now travels around trying to find some sort of humanity anywhere, he has his gutair which sometimes he'd play old songs he grew up too.
APPEARANCE

:

[SSTxReaper]

FFS...

Really?

Yes, really.

She's leaving the prison before that happens though.

Perhaps she can travel to the airport where my next character is at.

Also I just took the walking dead personality test on amctv.com and I turned out to be T-Dog....

[Monfrox]

Yes, really.

She's leaving the prison before that happens though.

Perhaps she can travel to the airport where my next character is at.

Also I just took the walking dead personality test on amctv.com and I turned out to be T-Dog....

She's going to a warehouse complex.

And I'm going to try that.

[Sulamalik]

NAME: Johnathan Hayes
AGE: 34
NATIONALITY: American
RACE: Anglo-Caucasion
SKILLS: [Be realistic.] Gutair player, Hunting
WEAPONRY: [Not everyone owns a gun. This could be a pipe, if that's what your character has access to.] Gutair , Remington Shotgun(Three boxes of shells) and Axe
VEHICLE: [Once again, not everyone will own one.] N/A
BIOGRAPHY: [Keep it brief, but make sure it backs up how you have the weapon or vehicle you do.] Johnathan Hayes before the outbreak begun lived in Waterside in Michagan near the city of An Arbor before moving to An Arbor it'self. He'd rugulary go on hunting trips in the hunting seasons when he could. He didn't have a car but he had a house, his car a pick up truck was repoed earlier but he was able to keep his house which he abandoned when the outbreak begun to worsen and work his way into his place. He now travels around trying to find some sort of humanity anywhere, he has his gutair which sometimes he'd play old songs he grew up too.
APPEARANCE

:(Image)

Hey, your character can play the guitar! Mine can too! This is enough justification for me to ask you this:

If were hopefully both accepted, d'you want to start off together? Being the two newest characters has to warrant some sort of kinsmanship between us, right?

[United World Order]

NAME: Johnathan Hayes
AGE: 34
NATIONALITY: American
RACE: Anglo-Caucasion
SKILLS: [Be realistic.] Gutair player, Hunting
WEAPONRY: [Not everyone owns a gun. This could be a pipe, if that's what your character has access to.] Gutair , Remington Shotgun(Three boxes of shells) and Axe
VEHICLE: [Once again, not everyone will own one.] N/A
BIOGRAPHY: [Keep it brief, but make sure it backs up how you have the weapon or vehicle you do.] Johnathan Hayes before the outbreak begun lived in Waterside in Michagan near the city of An Arbor before moving to An Arbor it'self. He'd rugulary go on hunting trips in the hunting seasons when he could. He didn't have a car but he had a house, his car a pick up truck was repoed earlier but he was able to keep his house which he abandoned when the outbreak begun to worsen and work his way into his place. He now travels around trying to find some sort of humanity anywhere, he has his gutair which sometimes he'd play old songs he grew up too.
APPEARANCE

:(Image)

Hey, your character can play the guitar! Mine can too! This is enough justification for me to ask you this:

If were hopefully both accepted, d'you want to start off together. Being the two newest characters hast to warrant some sort of kinsmanship between us?

Sure man.

[SSTxReaper]

Really? Putting Kyle in the closet. Hey while you're at it give him a rope so he can hang himself.

[Cylarn]

Sulmalik, could you repost your profile please?

[Sulamalik]

Hey, your character can play the guitar! Mine can too! This is enough justification for me to ask you this:

If were hopefully both accepted, d'you want to start off together. Being the two newest characters hast to warrant some sort of kinsmanship between us?

Sure man.

Great, Yussef has a kickass motorcycle, Johnny has a useful shotgun. We'll be unstoppable.

Edit (Asked to repost):

Thanks again for allowing me to make an app. Again, I don't wish for my character to interrupt the flow of the preestablished storyline, so if you guys want me to wait for a better time to introduce him, I'm totally okay with that.


NAME: Yussef Mahedi

AGE: 25

NATIONALITY: American

RACE: Arab

SKILLS: Motor maintenance/Guitar playing/Acting, deception/Larceny (picking locks, hot wiring cars, pickpocketing)

WEAPONRY: .38 revolver (no ammo)

VEHICLE: Royal Enfield Interceptor

BIOGRAPHY: Yussef desperately wants people to believe that he grew up in a black ghetto in Detriot. The truth is somewhat more complicated. He lived two separate lives, with his upscale mother in the affluent suburbs of Detroit, mingling with the cream of the crop at private school, then hustled back to his father for the weekends, living down and dirty in the city proper. Yussef quickly learned the art of self-deception. Switching clothes, accents, even the way he walked at the drop of a hat. Though it was through his mother where he recive his formal education, he learned everything he would need to survive from his deadbeat dad. Yussef helped his father hotwire cars, steal, lie, cheat at cards, and everything in between. When his dad past away when he was 21, the old man left him his prized Royal Enfield motorcycle, the only possession he had that wasn't obtained illegally. When the dead began to rise, Yussef was a two-bit thug with a bachelors degree in 18th century literature and a mean survival streak.

APPEARANCE:

[Cylarn]

I'm leaving it down to Sentinel. He has the final say on all matters.

[Shadyrya]

O HAI THERE!

I have to go clean. Bye.
I expect a post when I get back, Spearcrescent. *menacing*

[Lancearc]

O HAI THERE!

I have to go clean. Bye.
I expect a post when I get back, Spearcrescent. *menacing*

Fine, Leanpunch.

[Shadyrya]

O HAI THERE!

I have to go clean. Bye.
I expect a post when I get back, Spearcrescent. *menacing*

Fine, Leanpunch.

Hmm. *ponders*

I am skinny, and I can punch, so yeah, it works.

Leanpunch...

[Tiltjuice]

O HAI THERE!

I have to go clean. Bye.
I expect a post when I get back, Spearcrescent. *menacing*

Fine, Leanpunch.

Hai dere. What's up?

[Tiltjuice]

OK, come on, Reaper. Adrenaline doesn't last that long, and if Kyle's bled enough to be at risk of death, he won't have the energy to do anything.

[Shadyrya]

Fine, Leanpunch.

Hai dere. What's up?

*confusion*
WHUT? Dis implies a scandal on the mass of the 9/11 conspiracy, man event. Event.
I need to practice that. Event. Event.

[SSTxReaper]

OK, come on, Reaper. Adrenaline doesn't last that long, and if Kyle's bled enough to be at risk of death, he won't have the energy to do anything.

He struggled freeing himself. and if he's going to die might as well die comfortably.



So someone should "accidently" open the closet door....

[Dimoniquid]

Locker? I thought it was a closet?

[SSTxReaper]

Locker? I thought it was a closet?

Doctor put me in a closet....

[Tiltjuice]

Hai dere. What's up?

*confusion*
WHUT? Dis implies a scandal on the mass of the 9/11 conspiracy, man event. Event.
I need to practice that. Event. Event.

*stands behind Shad making waving motions over his head like it's a crystal ball*

O_O

/strange

[Cylarn]

Locker? I thought it was a closet?

Doctor put me in a closet....

At Norwich, my closet is called a locker. Shhhhhhh.