The Last of Us: Exodus (Horror-Drama) OOC/OPEN

[Kentucky Fried Land]

Looks good to me. Accepted.

Roster updated, and I added NPCs on there as well.

Cool! When is it going to start?

Not sure yet. I was going to wait on a few more apps before I got things rolling.

[Kentucky Fried Land]

This is for the NPCs that have been placed on the roster recently. Some of them are player characters from the last RP, so that's why the writing styles and formatting may vary at times. Also an FYI, not every NPC is getting an app.

NPC App
Name: Private Hale Rose
Age: 16
Faction: Military
Sex: Female
Appearance: Pvt. Hale Rose
Equipment/Personal Belongings: G3 Uniform (Black), Eagle MBAV, 1x M50 Gas Mask, M9 Bayonet, Dog Tags, A-III Backpack, 2x Novels (Holes, Unbroken), 2x Cigarette, 1x Flare, 1x Sony Cassette Player, 4x AA Batteries, Walkie-talkie, 1x WMX Flashlight, $10 Bill, 1x Canteen,
Personality: An enthusiastic young girl generally used to being alone. Hale believes in ideals, and is defensive about her beliefs, leading to a dislike of cynics. Despite some issues with trust, she overcomes this distrust when apologized to, leading others to exploit this several times. While generally being a social person, Hale usually knows when to shut up however.
Bio: Raised into a world in chaos without a family, but hearing many tales about the world before the cordyceps virus, Hale enlisted into the Army at the early age of 16 to try and change it back to the way it was. Motivating her to take whatever steps necessary to restore this, this leads her to also be torn between her loyalty to the military, and the hopeful ideals of the Fireflies insurgent group. Generally used to being betrayed this has led to a trust issue, but it usually doesn't take more than a few minutes of small talk for Hale to warm up to others. After several brutal losses of close friends to both cordyceps and bandits, this has left Hale with a large case of survival guilt. As a result, has offered several times to expend herself for the good of her unit/group.
Strengths: Marksmanship, Eagerness to Learn, Resourcefulness, Compassion
Weaknesses: Naive, Eager to forgive, Generally Merciful, Compassion
Likes: Track, Cake, History, Stories
Dislikes: Selfishness, Betrayal, Cynicism, Death, Laziness

NPC App
Name:Lieutenant Sam Pryzbylewski
Age: 32
Faction :Military; 2nd Infantry Brigade Combat Team "Commandos"; McCall’s Quick reaction force.
Sex: Female.
Appearance:


Sam is a physically taut woman of polish descent who stands at around 5’10 weighing around 160 kilograms. She has dark browns and her chestnut hair is kept shoulder length in a bob style with simple bangs. She typically wears the standard issue United States military uniform issued to QRF troops, being a well fitted but slightly worn dark blue combat dress uniform that covers most of the body and is crafted from some strong materials, giving a little extra protection from bites. A plate carrier goes over the top of BDU jacket and is fitted with pouches and two ceramic plates giving moderate protection from small arms fire. Her hands are covered by a thick pair of military gloves.

Equipment/Personal Belongings:
• M4A1 (reproduction) fitted with an angled fore grip, telescopic stock, ACOG 4 x 32 rifle optic, a flashlight and bayonet lug. She has had the weapon for a few years and it's starting to show its age slightly through a worn finish and a number of scratches. She has also engraved her surname name below the ejection port. Given that the weapon is a reproduction and due to the age of the gun, it has a slight tendency to jam in dirty environments.
• Model 16 357 magnum Smith & Wesson stainless steel revolver with Cocobolo wood grips. Weapon was an heirloom that was owned by her father who abandoned her years ago. Kept in remarkably good condition due to limited and proper use.
• M7 bayonet, heavily worn but still sharp enough to pierce a skull.
• Six STANAG magazines; six fully loaded with 5.56x45 NATO cartridges. Centre of the magazines have been duct taped.
• Twelve 357 hollow point magnum cartridges.
• Six .38 Special +P cartridges.
• M40 gasmask with a bag. Has Four spare filters rated for fungal based vectors.
• Black military Gloves
• QRF issue black plate carrier; fitted with basic ceramic plates designed to stop low calibre small arms fire. Fitted with dual stack ammo pouches which can hold six magazines, an admin pouch; basic IFAK kit and radio pouch with a basic headset and microphone.
• QRF issue dark blue uniform, It's a particularly good fit and decent in quality, based on the united states armies former uniform. The uniform has a three patches sewn into the arms, including a battalion patch on the left arm, american flag and a ID patch reading “AF-24” on the right.
• IFAK kit containing a two simple bandages, a tourniquet, basic gauze, sheers, markers, water purification tablets and electrical tape.
• Admin pouch containing markers, notepad, basic navigational equipment and ration cards.
• AN/PRC-152 with a comtac-11 headset.
• FEDRA handheld Fungoid infection scanner.
• Basic two hole balaclava.
• Black beanie hat.
• Set of ray ban clubmasters sunglasses which are in surprisingly good condition.
• Ration cards x3.
• Small black patrol pack containing two MRE’s, spare filters, tin of roll up cigarettes, spare batteries, a canteen, bush tools and a bottle of a Glenfiddich made in 1937, bottled in 2001. Her prize possession.

Personality:
A Stoic, resilient, professional albeit emotional soldier who has worked most of her adult life within the military whom has served both inside and outside the wall, and has lost a lot of good squad-mates and friends. As a result, she's particularly analytical and pragmatic when working, being surprisingly patient and restrained for someone who has lost a lot. With her following a very fragile code of ethics whilst simultaneously putting up a cold front as a defence to keep emotionally detached from the situation around her when on the job.

Socially, she's warm but introverted wallflower, being friendly enough to participate in conversations, hitting out with the occasional quip or just plain conversing when prompted, but she ultimately prefers to keep to herself, often keeping herself busy by working, whether it be with a mission, or just plain tinkering with equipment.

Despite her fairly anti social behaviour, She is however fierce loyal to her friends, right to the point where she would be willing to throw herself into a rather nasty situation or potentially get a bullet in the back of her head. She is open to what her friends have to say and often at times acts as a shoulder to lean on whenever the times get tough, often giving her unfiltered opinion. Although when others offer the same courtesy she tends to shy away from it, often keeping her own thoughts to herself.

Bio:

Born In United States, in a small town outside of Greensboro, North Carolina in late January of 1984 as one of three siblings within a family with of polish immigrants. Her father being a had formerly served as a military officer within the US forces, and her mother was an associate professor in literature in the University of Greensboro. She witnessed the hectic collapse and spread of the Cordyceps virus at age twelve. Her family was largely killed during the outbreak, with her father killing her mother with his gun after she bit Sam's younger brother, leading to him abandoning her shortly after putting down the rest of the infected family members. She was later picked up by a patrol and was placed into Hartford quarantine zone.

Like many of orphaned children, she attended a FEDRA set up military academy at the age of fourteen. Sam wasn't particularly sociable during these years and was a particularly introverted and isolated, with her generally having very few friends. She was prone to fighting with other students, resulting in the staff attempting to aim her towards more aggressive activities such as boxing, which she would later excel at. At eighteen she was placed into the 2nd Infantry Brigade Combat Team and saw service within the streets of the Greensboro quarantine zone for two years before being moved into the scavenging unit following a string of incidents culminating in a light assault on an officer.

Outside of the walls was where she saw the most violence. Dealing with infected, fireflies and hunters alike. Exposure to the realities outside the wall and everyday encounters with the insanity of it eventually left quite a considerable effect on Sam as a person. Harding her as a person. She evolved into more of a company man that FEDRA wanted, becoming more willing to follow orders that wasn't particularly easy to follow. She rose through the ranks, and was eventually placed in charge of a QRF unit. With them often being deployed to help units under attack outside the walls, during firefly attacks and for raids to find and confiscate contraband.

After a few more years of service. She and some of her men were eventually relocated to Murrell’s Inlet following some issues with manpower. She has been positioned within the outpost for the last five years, and hasn’t done anything majorly outlandish since her deployment. Her time there however and the quieter nature has gave Sam a much needed time to reflect on her actions and attempt to change for the better. With her taking a more proactive stance towards helping the people she is stuck with.

Strengths:

Samantha Pryzbylewski has served with the military post outbreak for the large part of her live over the twenty year period. Starting service at eighteen after attending a FEDRA military academy in an attempt to bring in new recruits. She has been trained extensively trained and have over fifteen years of experience as a soldier. Initially starting out as a inner quarantine patrol officer being placed on actual scavenging duties.

She has experienced a number of combat situations including some outside of the walls, doing supply runs or picking up supplies from other safe zones. Dealing with engagements against the rag-tag hunters or the more well equipped fireflies as they usually attempted to steal supplies from scavenge convoys. Making her a particularly experienced not only as a squad leader but as an excellent fighter too. Particularly in close quarter combat, the utilisation of COIN techniques, and when it comes to it, hand to hand. It's been noted that she can keep a calm composure in more heated moments where others may panic, experience helps, but she does have her limits and is prone to panic just like any other soldier when unduly pressured.

Weaknesses:
She isn't without her weaknesses. Sam has done plenty of things that she isn't proud of, which have forcibly chiselled her into the person that she is today. but make no mistake, she is haunted by many of the decisions that she was forcibly made to this very day. she could be easily regarded as traumatised and is deeply burdened by a heap of guilt and personal demons, most of which manifest themselves in a variety of ways. She occasionally suffers from an array of night terrors ranging in intensity, most leaving her to wake suddenly in the night in shock, covered in her own sweat, and in other occasions the results are much more violent, bordering on dangerous for anyone around her.

The trouble doesn't exactly lay solely with the nightmares either, as actually getting to sleep can be a challenge too. The effects of the stress isn't restricted solely to sleeping problems nether. She can seemingly fall into a trance like state completely out of the blue, becoming aloof and distracted from everything around her, stares blankly off into space at seemingly nothing as she gets lost in her own thoughts, which tends lasts until she snaps out of it or someone else grasps her attention from the void, which isn't recommended, especially if it's at night.

She is also particularly protective of those around her and will go to great lengths to help people out of trouble. She doesn’t particularly like the idea of leaving a person unless she is sure that there is nothing she can do. It takes a considerable toll on her psyche doing something like that.


*Living Family Members (include locations): None; Orphaned.
*Quirks: She smokes, enjoys playing card games and reading comics.
*Likes (stuff like foods, sports or hobbies): Smoking, comic books, card games, firearms, soldiers to an extent. Unlike a lot of people, she has a surprisingly affinity to the rations and MRE’s that are distributed to the soldiers and civilians alike.
*Dislikes:Fireflies to an extent, anything outside of the wall, underground tunnels, selfishness etc.
*Worst Fears:
Infection is the most obvious one, making her particularly paranoid about people getting bit and potentially turning around her. She can have a bit of an itchy trigger finger as a result, but she has expressed that she doesn’t take any joy out of killing people for that reason.

She also has a particularly notable fear of subways and the underground. It has less to do with the fungal outbreaks and moreso to do with the fact that they are rolling labyrinths with guaranteed way out. Combine that with low visibility and strange noises makes for a very justified fear. If she is with other people she can couple fine in calmer situations but if she ends up alone or if shit hits the fan she has the tendency to panic, often triggering a fight or flight response.

NPC App
Name: First-Lieutenant Friedrich ‘Fritz’ von Stetten.
Age: Thirty-One.
Faction: Military.
Sex: Male.
Appearance: Fully equiped (Visualize a black, rather than ACU). Face.
Equipment/Personal Belongings: His M50 military-issue Gas mask and hazardous environment suit, courtesy of the FEDRA organisation. In addition to this he has his usual U.S. Army fatigues and his silver lieutenant bars. As for his actual equipment, weapons and the likes - his side-arm is a standard M9 Beretta alongside a standard combat-knife. His primary fire-arm is an M4 Carbine with a rail suitable for fitting sights, flashlights and laser pointers to. He also has a basic first-aid kit, a canteen and a bed-mat for sleeping on.
Personality: To most, he’s an incredibly dry and dull individual - particularly to those out-with the military hierarchy, though to those under his command or in his inner circle, he reveals a much lighter and jolier side to himself. Though, that’s not to say he doesn’t run a tight ship - as an officer in the military regime, he has a responsibility to his commanding officers to maintain their order. Dissent among the ranks is met with great force and he’s known to be somewhat of a brute when dealing with the insurgents known as ‘fireflies’. Having no sympathy for those who’d endanger the wellbeing of the Quarantine Zone. In short, he's known to be heavy-handed, he likes results - but he isn't one for unnecessary cruelty towards those who've done no wrong. At his core, he desires to be a better man - to be a kind and generous man. But in their reality, this is a hard goal to achieve, no matter how much we try. Because sometimes, you need to be vicious to ensure the continued survival of those around you. And it's finding the balance between these things that creates the odd and disjointed person you see today.
Bio: Born in the year two-thousand and three, Friedrich was a second generation German migrant, child of Gabriella Crow and Johan von Stettin, a reasonably wealthy family to say the least - Johan had made his fortunes in the vast Deutsche Bank as one of their senior most investors before moving to the United States and working for the U.S. treasury, where he continued to expand on his prestige and economic foundations, using new found contacts to find more and more investment opportunities for his excess capital with questionable tax payments. His mother on the other hand, was a lot less financially inclined, she instead took up a more humanitarian role in society - having worked as a doctor back in Germany, she, with their familial wealth, chose to take up charity work when they migrated to the United States, the home country of Gabrielle.

Friedrich spent his earlier years in homeschooling, missing an elementary education and in turn, not making particularly many friends outwith their gated community, which was both a good thing and a bad thing - it meant he made friends with some of the Elite’s children and got to rub shoulders with some seriously important figures. But on the other hand, it disconnected him from your run of the mill kids. Though, it wouldn’t matter much - we’d all be ‘normal’ soon enough.. For in the year two-thousand and thirteen, it all changed. The young Friedrich at only ten years of age and his family were quickly shuffled off to quarantine zones, their status within society and Johan’s position in the Treasury earning them one of the first places and a significant role within their zone - at least to begin with.

Unfortunately for Friedrich, his mother and father would die only ten years after the outbreak - though in that time Friedrich learned about the new age of politics within the Quarantined walls - of the military politics. Having enlisted in the armed forces at the behest of his parents, he’d underwent four long years of training and at the age of twenty joined the ranks of the United States Army, not that the United States even existed beyond those walls.

Over the next eleven years, he’d work his ass off for the quarantine zone, doing all he could to ensure a steady flow of food and clean water to the locals - even if those higher on the food chain did like to syphon some off the top for themselves. He wasn’t cruel by nature, nor did he enjoy some of the things he had to do for his position - but in this new world, sometimes you had to be vicious, sometimes you had to be cruel - because in this new world. Only those with the will to survive saw the dawn.

He now serves as a Lieutenant among the QZ’s garrison and does what he can to ensure the daily operations move smoothly on the ground. Supervising a small detachment of men in their duties and on occasion supervising anti-partisan activities, including the punishment of law-breakers.

Strengths: He knew little of the old world and as such, as had very little shelter from the reality that now exists. In addition to this, is martial lifestyle has been in place for over a decade and he’s learned his trade well. Making him an experienced fighter and survivalist.
Weaknesses: His greatest strength is also his weakness - he’s seen a great number of horrors and as such, is deeply troubled. He’s been known to also find it difficult to sympathise with others, no matter how much he tries to.
*Living Family Members (include locations): Distant family, all based in Germany - their status as such, is unknown. For all he knows, they could all very well be deceased. At least, that’s on his father’s side - his mother’s he knows little of and as such, their locations are unknown.
*Quirks: Through his youth, living with his father - he’d developed a bit of an odd accent, the occasional hint of his German descent breaking through, though mostly faded by now. In addition to this, he’s one of the few officers who prefers to be addressed by a name other than his own - preferring the men just address him as, “Lieutenant Fritz.” Or “Sir.”
*Likes: He’s a big soccer fan, even if soccer’s no doubt lost its popularity in the apocalypse. He’s also a big reader, reading whatever literature he can get his hands on in the ruins of the old world.
*Dislikes: Paperwork, by God does he hate paperwork - and that god-damned ration duty, nothing hurts more than telling a woman with four kids the rations are running late again. Though, I suppose both are better than the prospect of being forced to live outside of the walls.
*Worst Fears: If there’s one idea that terrifies Friedrich more than anything - it’s the idea of becoming infected. Having seen what it does to people, what it makes them do.. Disgusts him to his very core and to think he could someday be one of those -things-, terrifies him. But other than that, he never was great with heights.. Not great at all..

NPC App
Name: Olivia Kurwell
Age: 32
Faction: Military
Sex: Female
Appearance: Olivia in Normal Clothing
Equipment/Personal Belongings: Olivia owns a Berreta M9, several cartridges of bullets, two water bottles, three granola bars, an army uniform, a warm hat, a towel, a makeshift satchel made of cotton, and a dagger.
Personality: Olivia is protective, intelligent, calm, witty, brave, and is generous to those who have aided her. However, she can come off as rude or judgemental, despite that she typically only works as objectively as possible with what she is given.
Bio: Olivia was born in New York City in the year 2003, a peaceful time before the zombie apocalypse. After finishing sixth grade, Olivia and her family moved to a neighborhood in South Carolina. She once had an elder sister named Allison, but she died immediately after the zombie apocalypse started. A year after the apocalypse started, her family had difficulties surviving in this harsh world. One day, Olivia caught her parents in Allison's bedroom, eating Allison as she screamed, kicked, and begged for them to let go. There was no mercy for Allison. Fearful and afraid, Olivia packed her belongings and ran out of the house, away from her zombified parents. She managed to escape to a shelter for citizens and the military, but she had to run two miles. To say the least, she was exhausted; the most she ever ran was one and one half a mile. After many years of hard work, she joined the military, and has now resolved to save as many people as she can, survive, and kill all those evil zombies.
Strengths: Olivia is very physically fit, and is great at wrestling and physically harming her enemies without the usage of firearms. She is great at shooting enemies from approximately one fourth/one fifth a mile distance, and is also great at swimming and jogging. When she can, she reads books and writes in her diary. However, she doesn't get much time to do that anymore. Olivia debates a lot.
Weaknesses: Olivia's sore spot is her family, and of course, like any other person, she's mortal and can die. Also, wielding knives is not her forte, and the dagger she wields is a last resort. She also is not skilled with first aid, and she's forever alone.
*Quirks: Olivia often mutters to herself and can ramble about pointless things.
*Likes: Olivia is extroverted, and enjoys hanging out in groups. She enjoys sleeping, jogging, climbing trees, building pillow forts, meeting new friends, shooting down her enemies, and eating chocolate (which sadly hardly exists anymore).
*Dislikes: Being enclosed in dark spaces, the presence of Fireflies, staying in long periods of time in small places, going in damp areas, the possibility of dying, being teased for her appearance, being called 'Olive' by strangers, and on a side note, eating broccoli and celery. She also hates being reminded of her family, as that is a sore spot for her.
*Worst Fears: Olivia fears getting herself or someone close to her eaten based on her mistakes.

NPC App
Name: Staff Sergeant Emily Porter
Age: 32
Sex: Female
Faction: Soldier
Appearance:

Equipment/Personal Belongings:

• M16A4 Rifle
• 9mm Pistol
• M40 gasmask with a bag.
• Black military Gloves
• QRF issue black plate carrier; fitted with basic ceramic plates.
• QRF issue dark blue uniform, It's a particularly good fit and decent in quality, based on the united states armies former uniform. It has no patches, and is at it's most basic.
• IFAK kit containing a two simple bandages, a tourniquet, basic gauze, sheers, markers, water purification tablets and electrical tape.
• Admin pouch containing seven ration cards.
• FEDRA handheld Fungoid infection scanner.

NPC App
Name: Private First Class Francis Johnson
Age: 20
Sex: Male
Faction: Soldier
Appearance: PFC. Francis Johnson
Equipment/Personal Belongings:

• 9mm Pistol
• M40 gasmask with a bag.
• Black military Gloves
• QRF issue black plate carrier; fitted with basic ceramic plates.
• QRF issue dark blue uniform, It's a particularly good fit and decent in quality, based on the united states armies former uniform. It has no patches, and is at it's most basic.
• IFAK kit containing a two simple bandages, a tourniquet, basic gauze, sheers, markers, water purification tablets and electrical tape.
• Four ration cards.
• FEDRA handheld Fungoid infection scanner.
• Picture of mother and father on vacation in Monte Carlo, 2008.
• Broken Hot Wheels car

[Goflnheim]

When is this going to start?

[The Forodwaith]

Not soon enough XD

[Kentucky Fried Land]

I'm working on the post now. Forgive me if it ends up being massive, I have a lot of stuff to get out.

[Goflnheim]

I'm working on the post now. Forgive me if it ends up being massive, I have a lot of stuff to get out.

Don't worry, man. Take your time, don't hurry.

[The Forodwaith]

I'm working on the post now. Forgive me if it ends up being massive, I have a lot of stuff to get out.

No prob man, it looks like this is going to be a really cool RP. We're just really excited for it, that's all.

[Ontorisa]

Consider me interested.

[Kentucky Fried Land]

IC is live. Go wild.

[Recon]

IC is live. Go wild.

Excellent work! You really set the scene

[Kentucky Fried Land]

IC is live. Go wild.

Excellent work! You really set the scene

Thank you!

[Beiarusia]

Name: Amy Tallow
Age: 17
Sex: Female
Faction: Firefly

Appearance:

A rather tall and lanky girl, standing at 5'11'' (180.3 cm) and weighing little more than 120 pounds, flat-chested, with soft features, grey-blue eyes, and messy sandy blond hair with darker roots. Single stud piercing in each ear. Generally disheveled, wearing hand-me-down clothing two sizes too big. Oftentimes disguised as a boy to avoid unwanted attention.

Equipment/Personal Belongings:

• Binoculars
• Cigarettes x7
• Firefly Pendant
• Handheld Radio
• Lighter
• Polaroid Camera
• Polaroid Photograph (Amy and her younger sister five years ago.)
• Switchblade
• Umbrella

• Backpack
• Cargo Pants, Khaki
• Field Jacket, Tartan
• Sneakers
• Ushanka Hat

Personality:

A mischievous and damaged spirit, Amy is rather hedonistic and lives in the moment, rarely thinking ahead and typically relies on her instinct and gut feelings to make it through the day. Outgoing, but ruthlessly blunt and bitterly sarcastic, and lies more than necessary. Paranoid. Enjoys hurting others, especially those "deserving" of punishment, and could be considered a closest sadist with moral boundaries. Stubborn. Doesn't trust easily, and absolutely hates the military (or anyone affiliated with FEDRA). Cares little for her longterm survival, and instead has dedicated herself entirely to the cause, which is to say striking back at the oppressive military if only for petty revenge. Obsessive and prone to addictions.

Bio:

Born five years after the initial pandemic, Amy Tallow was the oldest daughter of a small family living in the Boise QZ. Life was difficult, her mother and father struggling to provide for the family, and because of their long hours spent away from home Amy and her younger sister, Natalie, were often left alone and often found themselves in trouble. Nothing serious, but enough to give their elders a headache. The two girls were close, inseparable; more so after their father's untimely death due to illness. When their mother died a few years later, Amy would lovingly care for Natalie and, likewise, Natalie would do what she could to assist Amy. Soon enough the pair would discover an easy source of income: scavenging beyond the safety of the walls and selling what treasures they discovered. Old records, books, and stuff overlooked as mere junk could be sold to the right buyer, and although dangerous the sisters were careful to avoid patrols or anyone, or anything, lurking in the wilds. Their luck would run out soon enough. Natalie, then eleven, was exposed to fungal spores and was later disposed of by FEDRA after displaying symptoms of infection. Amy never truly recovered from the event.

A few years after her sister's death, Amy would join the Fireflies if only to stand opposed to the military. Although not formally inducted into the ranks of the revolutionaries, the girl would assist the group by providing reconnaissance and spying on FEDRA checkpoints, patrols, and buildings, as well as providing early warning to sudden military movements. Thanks to her efforts, the Firefly cell in McCall has found some measure of success against FEDRA, and while the balance of power has not been decisively tipped against the military the group has yet to be eradicated in its entirety. A vocal supporter of violence, Amy is often chastised for her more radical views and has shown considerable impatience with the group, accusing them of doing too little, but despite this she remains a loyal if not willing potential recruit. Aggravatingly, Amy often acts without orders, and following a slight falling out between her and low-level leader within the Boise Fireflies, the girl has taken it upon herself to recon other nearby Quarantine Zones. Following the trail of one Mr.
Benjamin Cox, Amy finds herself in McCall, Idaho, for better or for worse.

Strengths:

+ Agile
+ Natural Liar
+ Perceptive
+ Stealthy
+ Will Eat Anything

Weaknesses:

- Physically Weak
- Limited Education
- No Formal Training
- Untrusting

Living Family Members: N/A

RP Examples:

Halo: Penumbra

[Kentucky Fried Land]

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Name: Amy Tallow
Age: 17
Sex: Female
Faction: Firefly

Appearance:

A rather tall and lanky girl, standing at 5'11'' (180.3 cm) and weighing little more than 120 pounds, flat-chested, with soft features, grey-blue eyes, and messy sandy blond hair with darker roots. Single stud piercing in each ear. Generally disheveled, wearing hand-me-down clothing two sizes too big. Oftentimes disguised as a boy to avoid unwanted attention.

Equipment/Personal Belongings:

• Binoculars
• Cigarettes x7
• Firefly Pendant
• Handheld Radio
• Lighter
• Polaroid Camera
• Polaroid Photograph (Amy and her younger sister five years ago.)
• Switchblade
• Umbrella

• Backpack
• Cargo Pants, Khaki
• Field Jacket, Tartan
• Sneakers
• Ushanka Hat

Personality:

A mischievous and damaged spirit, Amy is rather hedonistic and lives in the moment, rarely thinking ahead and typically relies on her instinct and gut feelings to make it through the day. Outgoing, but ruthlessly blunt and bitterly sarcastic, and lies more than necessary. Paranoid. Enjoys hurting others, especially those "deserving" of punishment, and could be considered a closest sadist with moral boundaries. Stubborn. Doesn't trust easily, and absolutely hates the military (or anyone affiliated with FEDRA). Cares little for her longterm survival, and instead has dedicated herself entirely to the cause, which is to say striking back at the oppressive military if only for petty revenge. Obsessive and prone to addictions.

Bio:

Born five years after the initial pandemic, Amy Tallow was the oldest daughter of a small family living in the Boise QZ. Life was difficult, her mother and father struggling to provide for the family, and because of their long hours spent away from home Amy and her younger sister, Natalie, were often left alone and often found themselves in trouble. Nothing serious, but enough to give their elders a headache. The two girls were close, inseparable; more so after their father's untimely death due to illness. When their mother died a few years later, Amy would lovingly care for Natalie and, likewise, Natalie would do what she could to assist Amy. Soon enough the pair would discover an easy source of income: scavenging beyond the safety of the walls and selling what treasures they discovered. Old records, books, and stuff overlooked as mere junk could be sold to the right buyer, and although dangerous the sisters were careful to avoid patrols or anyone, or anything, lurking in the wilds. Their luck would run out soon enough. Natalie, then eleven, was exposed to fungal spores and was later disposed of by FEDRA after displaying symptoms of infection. Amy never truly recovered from the event.

A few years after her sister's death, Amy would join the Fireflies if only to stand opposed to the military. Although not formally inducted into the ranks of the revolutionaries, the girl would assist the group by providing reconnaissance and spying on FEDRA checkpoints, patrols, and buildings, as well as providing early warning to sudden military movements. Thanks to her efforts, the Firefly cell in McCall has found some measure of success against FEDRA, and while the balance of power has not been decisively tipped against the military the group has yet to be eradicated in its entirety. A vocal supporter of violence, Amy is often chastised for her more radical views and has shown considerable impatience with the group, accusing them of doing too little, but despite this she remains a loyal if not willing potential recruit. Aggravatingly, Amy often acts without orders, and following a slight falling out between her and low-level leader within the Boise Fireflies, the girl has taken it upon herself to recon other nearby Quarantine Zones. Following the trail of one Mr.
Benjamin Cox, Amy finds herself in McCall, Idaho, for better or for worse.

Strengths:

+ Agile
+ Natural Liar
+ Perceptive
+ Stealthy
+ Will Eat Anything

Weaknesses:

- Physically Weak
- Limited Education
- No Formal Training
- Untrusting

Living Family Members: N/A

RP Examples:

Halo: Penumbra

Accepted, of course.

[Corrian]

I am breaking myself so being motivated to work on apps is hard.

[Kentucky Fried Land]

I am breaking myself so being motivated to work on apps is hard.

Hey, it's alright. Don't strain yourself making an app.

I've also created a map for the QZ and the RP in general for those confused. Here you go.
The Last of Us: Exodus

https://goo.gl/maps/71SLnNVuL5A2

[The Valyria Empire]

Ohhh damn, that post. So good.

Also Kentucky, due to the position of power of Brandon Anderson I do not mind if you take control of him when ever you need to. Due to how important he is for the prologue after all.

[Corrian]

I am breaking myself so being motivated to work on apps is hard.

Hey, it's alright. Don't strain yourself making an app.

Heh...strain myself...Literally what I did to my back.

[Kentucky Fried Land]

Ohhh damn, that post. So good.

Also Kentucky, due to the position of power of Brandon Anderson I do not mind if you take control of him when ever you need to. Due to how important he is for the prologue after all.

Thank you!

And that sounds good. I'm planning on taking control of him towards the end of the prologue for a scene, that should be the only time though.

Hey, it's alright. Don't strain yourself making an app.

Heh...strain myself...Literally what I did to my back.

Oops, poor choice of wording. Hope your back starts feeling better soon though.

[Corrian]

I think I will bring at least one person back from the previous RP, and thinking of making a kid (Probably like 11 or 12), but not the "helpless survivor" sort. Maybe have her be able to hold her own. You know, unlike my 13 (?) year old last time.

[Beiarusia]

I think I will bring at least one person back from the previous RP, and thinking of making a kid (Probably like 11 or 12), but not the "helpless survivor" sort. Maybe have her be able to hold her own. You know, unlike my 13 (?) year old last time.

My character had a little sister who tragically died, so there could perhaps be some sisterly bonding between them?

[Corrian]

I think I will bring at least one person back from the previous RP, and thinking of making a kid (Probably like 11 or 12), but not the "helpless survivor" sort. Maybe have her be able to hold her own. You know, unlike my 13 (?) year old last time.

My character had a little sister who tragically died, so there could perhaps be some sisterly bonding between them?

Could work, yeah. Could develop ICly?

[Beiarusia]

Could work, yeah. Could develop ICly?

Sounds like a potential plan.

[Goflnheim]

IC is live. Go wild.

A little late, but excellent work, Kentucky! Time to do some writing.

[The Valyria Empire]

The speech is up. Sorry for the delay, everyone.

[Anowa]

IC is live. Go wild.

A little late, but excellent work, Kentucky! Time to do some writing.

How is it late? He said he'd have it up today at some point.