Parcia wrote:Name: Silvia Zoe Jennings
Age:23
Sex:F
Appearance: 5'9 tall, weighs 126 lbs, slim build, fit, Nordic features with (dyed) red hair kept in a bun.
Equipment/Personal Belongings:
1x Standard issue USMC MARPAT fatigues
1x Pair standard issue steel toed combat boots
1x Standard Issue plate carrier ballistics vest
1x FILBE loadbearing system and Pack
2x IFAK personal medkits (one standard issue, one pilfered)
1x Individual Water Purification System
1x E-tool (Also known as the "Best multipurpose weapon/tool/eating utensil since the knife")
Weapons:
1x M16A3- Aftermarket Eotech holo-sight- After market vertical fore grip- Aftermarket duel purpose Laser/flashlight
5 magazines of 30 rounds each- 150 rounds
1x M1911- 3 magazines- 21 rounds
1x K-Bar combat knife
1x OKS-3s Bayonet
2x M67 fragmentation grenades
1x E-tool (Remember what I said about multipurpose)
Food:
3x USMC standard issue MREs
1x standard issue USMC canteen
1x pack of orange tic tacks\
1x E-tool (hey, desperation does things)
Personal items:
One personal wallet/billfold-Drivers licence, military ID/USAA membership card/debit card/$54 in cash
2x USMC standard issue dog tags (one around neck, one in left boot)
1x Small android Smart phone (dead)
1x E-tool (they only friend you'll ever need.)
Personality: Originally a bit bubbly and altogether sunny, time in the marines (even f only just out of basic) has toughened her up, setting her to a mare pragmatic, down to earth girl while still maintaining her happiness. As of late though, that happiness has been hard to come by with the appearance of the end of days.
Bio (one paragraph at least): Growing up in her native Florida, Silvia was a bright young girl who liked to play in the mud and run around the neighborhood naked. As she grew older her parents began to move her to remote sections of the Southern state, hoping the serenity and calm would the girl in to something resembling a young lady. At 14 she dyed her hear a dark shade of red in defiance of her parents sending her to a boarding school in California. She would still go, but upon graduating she would pull off one last feet of defiance towards her parent: Enlisting in the Marines.
Being shipped off to 21 Palms quickly made her rethink her acts as she was faced with the grueling training and found her greatest test of endurance int he crucible of fire. None the less she passed and her family was a bit more relieved to see their daughter a bit more drawn and down to earth, though she kept the hair the same dark shade of red. She was stationed with the national guard regiment in Bismark when the infection spread and her Humvee was his by a tow truck in her squads vain attempt to escape the city. She awoke some hours later, still in the semi-burning wreck, and picked her way back to the small Guard base were she found it abandoned and pilfered what supplies she could before bolting off in to the surrounding woods.
Strengths:military training. survival training, E-tool
Weaknesses:Loneliness, onset of PTSD, no actual combat experience
*Quirks:WIP
*Likes:WIP
*Dislikes (don’t say “infected.” Trust me, I know your character doesn't like infected):
*Worst Fears:Being turned
*Miscellaneous (anything else you’d like to add):
RP Examples:Linkz, linkz for dayz.
Al hail the glory that is the E-tool.
There is a ban on active military personnel. Your character is active, not ex-military.
Also, no RP samples.
Uthary wrote:Name: Tara MacDaniels
Age: 24
Sex: Female
Appearance: 5'9 in height, 125 lbs, with a rather lean and muscular build (Former college sprinter of decent talent. Before, you know, world ending and shite). Sharp features, with pale skin, green eyes, and a whole lotta freckles. Red hair, cut into a haphazard pixie cut, of sorts. Has a tattoo of a barn owl perched on a stump on her left forearm.
Equipment/Personal Belongings:
- [url=Le Boots]http://images.esellerpro.com/3194/I/168/013/9/PAMPA_SPORT_CUFF_WP_AMBER.GOLD0002.JPG[/url]
- [url=Le Jacket]http://i00.i.aliimg.com/img/pb/579/844/760/760844579_918.jpg[/url]
- [url=Le Pants]https://www.rei.com/media/fcdc1857-ad71-4386-bbe8-c5d086eba6f3[/url]
- Winter gloves and hat
- A large backpack, containing:
- Several thermoses full of water to prevent freezing.
- A can opener, along with a few canned goods, mostly Spaghetti Os.
- 5 MREs, scavnged from the remains of an abandoned military vehicle.
- Walter PPQ M2 Navy, along with several magazines of ammunition, and a box of 9mm bullets.
- Knife
Personality: Tara is somewhat jittery by nature, and seems to have a hard time sitting down without fidgeting or doing something. Generally rather friendly, but has a problem with filtering, leading to her often seeming to be blunt or uncaring. Tara considers herself a woman of action and has very little tolerance for bullshit or subtlety as well, and generally doesn't approve of just sitting around and doing nothing.
Bio (one paragraph at least): Tara grew up in Toronto, Canada, and lived there for most of her life. She was something of a busy body, and mostly spent her time running, her only real passion besides a fascination with comic books. She was close with both her parents, and her life was pretty until she was 14, when her mother was found to be cheating on her father. This split the family straight down the middle, and her previously happy home devolved into one of constant tension that culminated in large shouting matches between her parents. Eventually, her mother moved out and divorced her father, leading to him falling into something of a depression by the time Tara was 15. She had to grow up, quickly, and much of her time not spent working on school work or at the track was spent helping take care of her dad. She graduated highschool, and began to attend University of Toronto, joining their track team for sprinting.
When she was twenty four, and the outbreak was in its infancy, a distant uncle living in Mandan, across the river from Bismark, died. Said uncle left everything to her dad, which wasn't much truth be told. Travelling with her father to Mandan to collect this stuff and facilitate burial, the two were trapped in the town when the outbreak began hitting its stride. As travel became restricted, she and her father rented a room in Bismark, hunkering down for the duration. The duration didn't seem to be ending any time soon, and as it became clear the military had little to no control over the situation, the two began making plans to make their way out of town. However, when the two were in an abandoned grocery store soon after the military pulled out, Tara's father went down a darkened aisle and just... vanished. Gone, like he'd never been there in the first place. Tara searched and searched, but it was clear she could no longer stay on the streets. Hunkering down in a second story apartment with a decent stock of food, Tara is currently doing her best to survive, and hopefully find her dad.
Strengths: Decent sprinter, and semi-decent shot with the hand gun. Tara is rather good at keeping her cool and planning out a trip to her best advantage.
Weaknesses: Not so quick to adapt to new situations if a plan goes sideways. Still somewhat shaken by the disappearance of her father, and her frustration with herself for not finding him manifests itself as concessional bursts of anger.
*Quirks:
*Likes: Comic books, dogs, sleep, and good food.
*Dislikes (don’t say “infected.” Trust me, I know your character doesn't like infected): Being wet, awkward silences.
*Worst Fears: Mice, spiders, and closed doors.
*Miscellaneous (anything else you’d like to add): Tara has punched a bird.
RP Examples:
Give us an ammo count on that box of 9mms.
