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by The V O I D » Wed Oct 12, 2016 10:11 am
Kentucky Fried Land wrote:The V O I D wrote:
I think it's like a M9 or something, idk. Some pistol that uses clips (magazines?) or whatever, and he has a few clips for it; that's about it.
Anyway, thanks for accepting me. I wonder what people'll think when they meet David, or see him doing one of his OCD things, or hear him talking to himself.
No problem. Interested to see where your character goes.
by The United States of North Amerigo » Wed Oct 12, 2016 10:13 am
by Kentucky Fried Land » Wed Oct 12, 2016 10:25 am
The United States of North Amerigo wrote:Looks good.
by Danceria » Wed Oct 12, 2016 10:43 am
Kentucky Fried Land wrote:Danceria wrote:Thanks OP, wasn't sure how much you wanted to delve into the science behind how shit hit the fan.
I was just trying to poke around and find ways for some Firefly to be on a vengeful warpath to revive the Fireflies, and ultimately create a cure out of [Muh Over-dramatic Relationship Interest]. Instead I found a few Forum Posts, and a background character that was actually there when [the shit that went down that shall not be named] occurred.
Which brings me back to my original questions: Where does this story take place? Will characters from The Last Of Us make their appearance or be mentioned? Do eating Shroomhead Zombies actually taste of mushroom pizza?
Inquiring minds want to know...!
Murrell's Inlet, South Carolina initially. After the attack, it leads to a journey across America. Since we'll be in primarily the Southern US, characters might be eluded to but we won't meet any. Also, they taste a little more soupy.
by Kentucky Fried Land » Wed Oct 12, 2016 10:51 am
Danceria wrote:Kentucky Fried Land wrote:Murrell's Inlet, South Carolina initially. After the attack, it leads to a journey across America. Since we'll be in primarily the Southern US, characters might be eluded to but we won't meet any. Also, they taste a little more soupy.
That's a bit of a ways away from Utah..
Better have a long af backstory.
by Danceria » Wed Oct 12, 2016 10:54 am
by Vulkata II » Thu Oct 13, 2016 3:22 am
by Kentucky Fried Land » Thu Oct 13, 2016 4:00 pm
Vulkata II wrote:Name:Alexander Maccus
Age:25
Faction:Firefly
Sex:Male
Appearance:
Equipment/Personal Belongings:A beanie,a copy of the bible,yellow clothes and a cheap bulletproof vest.
Personality:Laid back but friendly.
Bio:
Alexander was born an orphan and lived for St. Catherine's home for the unwanted.
He learned the bible,to read and write along with making other things as well but only for 2 years when the infected happened, the whole orphanage was evacuating all of the children but he was left behind for a strange reason and learned how to live on his own for a short time before Fireflies found him and took him in.
He was loyal to them after feeding him and teaching him how to shoot a gun until he was 20 where he was considered a normal member and goes in supply runs but nowadays he just sits in a chair waiting for someone that needs him.
Strengths:Friendly to other people and can make makeshift weapons that are good enough for a while.
Weaknesses:Can easily be hunted,shot and killed and isn't very fast.
*Living Family Members (include locations):None
*Quirks:Lazy
*Likes:Sitting in his favorite chair,helping when needed
*Dislikes :Pretty much anything that tries to kill him and Anti-theists
*Worst Fears:Dying a slow and painful death
*Miscellaneous (anything else you’d like to add):I got a test in 2 weeks just saying.
by Kentucky Fried Land » Thu Oct 13, 2016 4:21 pm
Anowa wrote:Time to make aMother-DaughterParent-Child combo.
by Kentucky Fried Land » Thu Oct 13, 2016 4:33 pm
by Danceria » Thu Oct 13, 2016 4:35 pm
Vulkata II wrote:Name:Alexander Maccus
Age:25
Faction:Firefly
Sex:Male
Appearance:
Equipment/Personal Belongings:A beanie,a copy of the bible,yellow clothes and a cheap bulletproof vest.
Personality:Laid back but friendly.
Bio:
Alexander was born an orphan and lived for St. Catherine's home for the unwanted.
He learned the bible,to read and write along with making other things as well but only for 2 years when the infected happened, the whole orphanage was evacuating all of the children but he was left behind for a strange reason and learned how to live on his own for a short time before Fireflies found him and took him in.
He was loyal to them after feeding him and teaching him how to shoot a gun until he was 20 where he was considered a normal member and goes in supply runs but nowadays he just sits in a chair waiting for someone that needs him.
Strengths:Friendly to other people and can make makeshift weapons that are good enough for a while.
Weaknesses:Can easily be hunted,shot and killed and isn't very fast.
*Living Family Members (include locations):None
*Quirks:Lazy
*Likes:Sitting in his favorite chair,helping when needed
*Dislikes :Pretty much anything that tries to kill him and Anti-theists
*Worst Fears:Dying a slow and painful death
*Miscellaneous (anything else you’d like to add):I got a test in 2 weeks just saying.
by The Hoosier Alliance » Thu Oct 13, 2016 6:17 pm
Kentucky Fried Land wrote:Also, just wanted people to know that you won't have access to firearms in the Quarantine Zone initially. I imagine that any weapons you get would be confiscated by the military, but during the prologue you'll have an opportunity to either reclaim your weapons or grab any weapon you want.
by Anowa » Thu Oct 13, 2016 6:24 pm
by Kentucky Fried Land » Thu Oct 13, 2016 6:26 pm
The Hoosier Alliance wrote:Kentucky Fried Land wrote:Also, just wanted people to know that you won't have access to firearms in the Quarantine Zone initially. I imagine that any weapons you get would be confiscated by the military, but during the prologue you'll have an opportunity to either reclaim your weapons or grab any weapon you want.
Could we have had the weapons smuggled in? If not, maybe had them hidden outside the QZ?
by The Hoosier Alliance » Thu Oct 13, 2016 6:31 pm
Kentucky Fried Land wrote:The Hoosier Alliance wrote:Could we have had the weapons smuggled in? If not, maybe had them hidden outside the QZ?
I was planning on making the Murrell's Inlet Quarantine Zone a little bit more lenient than the one from the game, due to a low Firefly presence. It'd probably be easier to smuggle guns inside, but you'd want them hidden somewhere other than your home.
by Danceria » Thu Oct 13, 2016 6:50 pm
The Hoosier Alliance wrote:Kentucky Fried Land wrote:I was planning on making the Murrell's Inlet Quarantine Zone a little bit more lenient than the one from the game, due to a low Firefly presence. It'd probably be easier to smuggle guns inside, but you'd want them hidden somewhere other than your home.
Alright, just wanted to clarify. Thanks.
by Kentucky Fried Land » Thu Oct 13, 2016 7:26 pm
by Danceria » Thu Oct 13, 2016 7:33 pm
Kentucky Fried Land wrote:Danceria wrote:Smuggling would infer that things are moved in secret...
So, how would one who's wandered the wastes enter the QZ?
Well, a character would walk up and then the military would probably search them and check them to see if they're infected. If not, and they can pull their own weight, the military would probably let them in. Might wanna ditch the Firefly uniform though.
by Kentucky Fried Land » Thu Oct 13, 2016 7:51 pm
Anowa wrote:Name:Viktoriya Volkov
Age: 50
Faction: Smuggler
Sex: Female
Appearance: Baba
Equipment/Personal Belongings: M9 Service Pistol, Russian VDV Beret.
Personality: Cold, generally uncaring for all but her daughter, 'efficient'.
Bio:Viktoriya was born in the a rural area of the RSFSR in the year 1984. As such, she knew the stomach sucking void of starvation, and the effects it would have on a human body. She also became familiarized with loss at a young age, losing her father to the Soviet-Afghan War before really getting to know him. When the Soviet Union collapsed in 1991, so did much of it's infrastructure, leaving her and her mother in even worse straights. Viktoriya's life went even further down the tube, when her mother was forced to put her into an orphanage, as she couldn't support them both. This was fortunately -in her won opinion- the lowest point in Viktoriya's life. She would not be adopted, but she would get an education, and when she could she enlisted with the Russian Armed Forces, specifically as an Airborne Officer.
Needless to say passed selection, going on to fight in the Second Chechen War. It was here in mid 2003 she received a rather significant scar across the right side of her face, in an event that killed a third of her squad. The event left her mildly depressed, not because of her own wounds, but of the failure to keep the people entrusted to her alive. She also found herself doubting her country's ability to lead itself, and with it's imperialists policies rising up, she became disillusioned.
In late 2004 She immigrated to the United States, the one country she saw as being a viable option to continue her life. And seeing as she had the skills, she enlisted with the USAF. A move that gained more than a few questioning stares from her fellow American service personnel. In late 2005 she met one David Gray, a Canadian/American citizen in which she happened to fall in love with. They married a year later and promptly had a child.
And this is where Anastasiya's story begins.
Strengths: Russian VDV and USAF Basic training and combat experience, survival instinct.
Weaknesses: Old age, cares a bit too deeply for her daughter's well-being, generally callous of other's problems.
Name: Anastasiya 'Anna' Volkov
Age: 27
Faction: Smuggler
Sex: Female
Appearance: Doch
Equipment/Personal Belongings: Para 14/45, Father's pendant.
Personality: Distrusting of 'ladies men', introverted, calm, brutal.
Bio: Anastasiya was born in mid May of 2006, during a time in which her mother was still enlisted in the USAF, and when her father was still an ER Surgeon. Due to this, Anastasiya had little time to spend with either of her parents, most of it being spent with the other army brats on base. Her early life was peaceful enough, though more than a few other kids called her a communist pinko more than a few times. She figured it was because of her favorite color, the anger of her Mother proved otherwise.
Anastasiya had just enrolled in school when the world took a downward turn. Her Father, among the first to encounter the infected in the ER he worked, returned home one night late, not too soon after Anastasiya had gone to bed. The poor girl awoke to a gunshot and her crying mother, as she would soon find out the world had gone to absolute shit. And that her father was dead.
Fast forward almost a decade, to a FEDRA QZ. Anastasiya was a little over sixteen at that point, and somehow got her hands on pink hair dye. Her mother one of the many farm hands running the few pieces of crop equipment left. The second generation Russian however, was amidst something else, smuggling in supplies from outside the walls, specifically 'sterile' syringes for a friend, who had recently started making heroine in his basement. Unfortunately a two-man patrol of US Army Soldiers found her before she could make it back to where she'd arise no suspicion. They made a rather one sided deal, one that Anastasiya would much rather be ratted out for in hindsight (You can likely guess what it was). Said deal was slowly completed over the course of about three months, Anna only keeping her side of the 'deal' to avoid her and her mother being kicked out or executed.
Eventually her Mother caught on. And in a tearful revelation, Anna spilled the figurative beans. In the following six night, twelve US Soldiers were found dead, either on patrol or in their beds. And Anna and Viktoriya were gone.
Now 26, both Anastasiya and her mother continued to smuggle weapons, supplies, and occasionally people for random amounts ration cards or supplies in their own right. The mystery of where she gets the pink hair dye is something she still hasn't divulged to anyone. Her general distrust of socially forward males and soldiers still carries on, but her emotional damage has mostly healed.
Strengths: Second hand military training, very-athletic conditioning.
Weaknesses: Not the average frame for a woman, a bit anti-social, still has some emotional damage from a certain 'deal'.
by Anowa » Thu Oct 13, 2016 7:53 pm
Kentucky Fried Land wrote:Anowa wrote:Name:Viktoriya Volkov
Age: 50
Faction: Smuggler
Sex: Female
Appearance: Baba
Equipment/Personal Belongings: M9 Service Pistol, Russian VDV Beret.
Personality: Cold, generally uncaring for all but her daughter, 'efficient'.
Bio:Viktoriya was born in the a rural area of the RSFSR in the year 1984. As such, she knew the stomach sucking void of starvation, and the effects it would have on a human body. She also became familiarized with loss at a young age, losing her father to the Soviet-Afghan War before really getting to know him. When the Soviet Union collapsed in 1991, so did much of it's infrastructure, leaving her and her mother in even worse straights. Viktoriya's life went even further down the tube, when her mother was forced to put her into an orphanage, as she couldn't support them both. This was fortunately -in her won opinion- the lowest point in Viktoriya's life. She would not be adopted, but she would get an education, and when she could she enlisted with the Russian Armed Forces, specifically as an Airborne Officer.
Needless to say passed selection, going on to fight in the Second Chechen War. It was here in mid 2003 she received a rather significant scar across the right side of her face, in an event that killed a third of her squad. The event left her mildly depressed, not because of her own wounds, but of the failure to keep the people entrusted to her alive. She also found herself doubting her country's ability to lead itself, and with it's imperialists policies rising up, she became disillusioned.
In late 2004 She immigrated to the United States, the one country she saw as being a viable option to continue her life. And seeing as she had the skills, she enlisted with the USAF. A move that gained more than a few questioning stares from her fellow American service personnel. In late 2005 she met one David Gray, a Canadian/American citizen in which she happened to fall in love with. They married a year later and promptly had a child.
And this is where Anastasiya's story begins.
Strengths: Russian VDV and USAF Basic training and combat experience, survival instinct.
Weaknesses: Old age, cares a bit too deeply for her daughter's well-being, generally callous of other's problems.
Name: Anastasiya 'Anna' Volkov
Age: 27
Faction: Smuggler
Sex: Female
Appearance: Doch
Equipment/Personal Belongings: Para 14/45, Father's pendant.
Personality: Distrusting of 'ladies men', introverted, calm, brutal.
Bio: Anastasiya was born in mid May of 2006, during a time in which her mother was still enlisted in the USAF, and when her father was still an ER Surgeon. Due to this, Anastasiya had little time to spend with either of her parents, most of it being spent with the other army brats on base. Her early life was peaceful enough, though more than a few other kids called her a communist pinko more than a few times. She figured it was because of her favorite color, the anger of her Mother proved otherwise.
Anastasiya had just enrolled in school when the world took a downward turn. Her Father, among the first to encounter the infected in the ER he worked, returned home one night late, not too soon after Anastasiya had gone to bed. The poor girl awoke to a gunshot and her crying mother, as she would soon find out the world had gone to absolute shit. And that her father was dead.
Fast forward almost a decade, to a FEDRA QZ. Anastasiya was a little over sixteen at that point, and somehow got her hands on pink hair dye. Her mother one of the many farm hands running the few pieces of crop equipment left. The second generation Russian however, was amidst something else, smuggling in supplies from outside the walls, specifically 'sterile' syringes for a friend, who had recently started making heroine in his basement. Unfortunately a two-man patrol of US Army Soldiers found her before she could make it back to where she'd arise no suspicion. They made a rather one sided deal, one that Anastasiya would much rather be ratted out for in hindsight (You can likely guess what it was). Said deal was slowly completed over the course of about three months, Anna only keeping her side of the 'deal' to avoid her and her mother being kicked out or executed.
Eventually her Mother caught on. And in a tearful revelation, Anna spilled the figurative beans. In the following six night, twelve US Soldiers were found dead, either on patrol or in their beds. And Anna and Viktoriya were gone.
Now 26, both Anastasiya and her mother continued to smuggle weapons, supplies, and occasionally people for random amounts ration cards or supplies in their own right. The mystery of where she gets the pink hair dye is something she still hasn't divulged to anyone. Her general distrust of socially forward males and soldiers still carries on, but her emotional damage has mostly healed.
Strengths: Second hand military training, very-athletic conditioning.
Weaknesses: Not the average frame for a woman, a bit anti-social, still has some emotional damage from a certain 'deal'.
Nice job. I'd put a fancy font for the Accepted, but I'm on mobile right now and I'm lazy. So, you get emboldened Accepted this time around.
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