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[archangelnello]

name: red

age: 23

nicknames: dead eye, gunslinger or wanderer

gender: male

height: 6 ft

weight: 175

eye color: light gray

hair color: jet black

weapons: two customized black colt peacemaker revolvers, 1 Winchester repeater rifle with wood stock and gold details, 1 sawed off double barrel shotgun side by side, 1 large bowie knife

appearance: red is a tall and slim man who is always dressed in a long black duster coat, he wears black pants and a white button up shirt under his coat, he wears black cowboy boots and black gun holsters on his hips and a bullet belt across his chest. his hair covers one side of his face which is marred with a long scar, his body is covered in scars, he is usually smoking a cigarette of some kind.

history: red was at one time a bounty hunter, one of the youngest many had seen, he started his career as a bounty hunter at the young age of 17 when both his parents were slaughtered in their home and robbed. red swore vengeance upon those that committed the act, he spent several years roaming around in search of those that killed his parents to no avail, all he found along the way was fight after fight. at the age of 20 took down an entire gang by himself making him one of the best gun man around, it was around his 22nd birthday that he came across one bounty he would never forget it was in the town of summer set may that he ran into his first undead he didn't over react he wasn't scared he simply drew his revolver and placed a single shot through its head as he always aimed for the head. hes been living day to day ever since.

personality: red can come off as a cold hearted individual with no concern for the lives of others as he speaks as little as possible and shows no signs of remorse when he has to kill or signs of affection towards most people, but he is actually a kind hearted person who will protect those who cannot protect themselves, he is not easily angered but he is quick to fight if necessary and would not think twice about shooting someone dead if need be.

likes: his guns, quiet places, cigarettes and whiskey

dislikes: loud mouthed people, people who are cocky, people who attack un armed people, and people who bully the weak.  

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Edward ↘↘Shay↙↙ Elric [ ]


Humankind cannot gain anything without first giving something in return. To obtain, something of equal value must be lost.

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age ✔ || 21 ||
nicknames ✔ || Fullmetal ||
gender ✔ || Male ||
height ✔ || 6'1 ||
weight ✔ || 170 lbs ||
eyecolor ✔ || Golden ||
haircolor ✔ || Blonde ||
weapon ✔ || swords and guns ||


Dιɢɢιиg Impoʀant?xxxxxx│║█║
history ☑ || Edward was like everyone else before the apocalypse. He had a family. A house. A car. A life. And of course like everyone else, that went down the drain when people began to eat each other. He came home to find a strange in his house, eating his wife in the livingroom. His baby girl.. Two years old.. Laid dead in the kitchen. So blinded by what was happening he didn't realize the zombie coming at him. IT took a chunk out of his arm before Edward was able to take a pipe to its head. Seeing the news he knew what he had to do. He cut off his arm to stop the infection from spreading. Going to his work, he knew a man who had been working on a new medical operation where he could give robotic arms to people who have lost a limb. So he sought him out, hoping he wasn't dead. Finding he wasn't, Edward was equipped with automail, but what he failed to realize was that the zombie had scratched his leg as well.. LEaving him no choice but to chop that one off as well.. Now he survives with an automail arm for his right arm and an automail leg for his left leg.. Everyone he knew was dead. Hearing there was survivors.. He began to make his way to that source... Starting in his home town.||

personality ☑ || Edward is one of the most generous and caring people you will ever meet.. But he is cold.. and empty. HE is always serious about things.. Never room for fun. He is also smart and cunning. Very tricky and sometimes has a temper.||
likes ☑ || Killing Zombies.||
dislikes ☑ || Seeing children die.. Or a child zombie.. Or a childs body. ||


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talent/other ☒ || The science of Alchemy ||
crush ☒ || No one. ||
music ☒ || This is war ||
postingcolor ▶ || Black ||


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Cossette ↘↘Marie↙↙ DeLorme [ ]


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age ✔ || 18||
nicknames ✔ || Cossette ||
gender ✔ || Female ||
height ✔ || 5'6||
weight ✔ || 125 ||
eyecolor ✔ || Silver ||
haircolor ✔ || Black ||
weapon ✔ || guns ||


Dιɢɢιиg Impoʀant?xxxxxx│║█║
history ☑ ||Cossette was born a bit differently then any other human baby. When she was conceived and in her mothers stomach, everything was fine. She seemed to be growing properly. However what the doctors and healers didnt know was that Cossettes mother had been poisoned by her father. Why you might ask? Simple. He believed that his wife had cheated on him and that the baby she carried was not his. He refused to raise a child that was not of his own blood... But her mother would not just kill her child. So her father poisoned her. It was a slow moving poison and not noticeable as it did not show symptoms.

Come her birth, the symptoms began to show. Her mother regretfully died giving birth because there was nothing they could do for her. The poison was embedded in her blood stream having been in her so long. Cossette was still alive.. But because of the poison.. She had no lower organs in her body. The poison had eaten away at her organs as her organs tried to grow. In an effort to still grow, wheat was left of the organs formed into a small compact system that just sits in empty space between her lower half and upper half.

The doctors told her father that with her condition she wouldnt last a year... That night.. He killed himself. Leaving Cossette in the hands of a servant of the angel queen. The babysitter asked to take care of this poor child.. and thankfully the court allowed it because she had no living family. Cossette then grew up normally like any child.. Well except the fact that every so often she would spew blood.. and she never had to go to the bathroom or eat anything to stay alive. Other than that she grew to learn how to be a good person and now carries on her heart on her shoulder living her life. However, the doctors still say that her system is unstable... She could die at any time if something were to go wrong within her.

Everything was fine until the zombie outbreak.. Luckily she was able to survive this long.. But now.. Its just getting difficult.

But Cossette doesnt let it get her down. Oh no. Cossette is a fighter. She still acts like a normal person. In fact she hides her disability from the world.. In the hopes that people will see her for her.. adn like her for her and not pity her because of her condition. However, she has yet to see another person for a long time... A long time.. So recently she has had no reason to hide it.
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personality ☑ ||Mysterious. Very mysterious. she hides herself alot because of her condition. She not only fears that, in being a weaker, if the zombies get close enough they could kill her.. Or the judgement that someone might put upon her for not being a whole person. so she keeps to herself most of the time. She isnt an open book and is very hard to read. If anyone is lucky enough to get close to her.. They will find her to be stubborn about certain things yet still fun to be around. She is also a tender loving caring person. Very selfless indeed. ||
likes ☑ || Singing ||
dislikes ☑ || People making fun of her. ||


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talent/other ☒ || Fighting ||
crush ☒ || No one currently ||
music ☒ || Walking on Air ||
postingcolor ▶ || golden rod ||


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[LeonFlashesNeon]

Name: Soren Van Wyck

Gender: Male

Height: 6'1

Weight: 158

Eye Color: Green

Hair Color: Dark Red

Weapons: Knuckle Duster Trench Knife, Dragunov

Appearance: Soren is strong build of muscle, and the rest is just like the picture!

Bio: Soren Van Wyck was a Teacher at a Training institute at the Famed UFC Mixed Martial Arts, Until one afternoon during a match between two fighters, Soren was in the large crowd of at least 1,750 people watching his star pupil go up against his rival. Everyones screaming and cheering, but they dont hear the actual screaming behind the stands, one of the security guards and four other people were running towards the stands of people and start to bite and tear at one of the fans, Soon, hell breaks loose, Soren grabs the infected man by the shoulder, slams his face onto the ground then stomps its face into the gravel, then notices the people in the stands were trampling others to move out of the way. Soren runs into the locker rooms and grabs his knuckle duster trench knife and Dragunov and fights his way out of the Immense stadium, Soren refuses to talk about HOW he escaped, and is Psychologically scared from the events that took place in the Stadium.

Personality: Before the Outbreak, Soren was always the friendly type, social and loved making new friends, never a mean bone in his body, but when the Outbreak happened, Soren completely changed, He went clinically insane due to horrific events from his entrapment in the stadium.He talks to himself like another person is there with him, and has a very distasteful blood lust that is impossible for him to exit. To him, only his trusted allies are safe and will protect them with his own life,everyone else, run, or be gunned.

Likes: Target Practice, Theater, Art, and fighting.

Dislikes: He has a strong distaste, for unknown reasons, of people who wear green.  

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Vladimir Demochev

Name: Vladimir Demochev

Gender: Male

Height: 6'

Weight: 152

Eye Color: Grey

Hair Color: Black

Weapons: FN2000, TT-33

Appearance: A scar going down his left eye.

Bio: Before the infection spread to North and South America, Vladimir prepared to fight to the end in Moscow. Then the virus hit and it hit hard. Moscow went dark within weeks. After everything calmed down Vladimir made his way to the airport. He found a way onto the very last commercial flight out of Moscow. He waved goodbye to the Motherland knowing he would never see it again. Later the flight made an emergency landing due to the fact that infected somehow got on the plane. Vladimir was nowhere to be seen after the flight landed. He now makes his way to the supposed haven in Canada.

Personality: A cold heartless killer. When he kills he feels no remorse, no regret, no sadness, just joy.

Likes: Techno music, blades, bullets, guns, etc.

Dislikes: Russian haters.  

[Rei Kuroniko]

Rei ↘↘W.↙↙ Kuroniko [ ]


Shed no Tears for the Dead... Their suffering is over...

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age ✔ || Roughly about 27 ||
nicknames ✔ || No known Nicknames ||
gender ✔ || Male ||
height ✔ || 5'10'' ||
weight ✔ || 170 lbs. ||
eyecolor ✔ || They seem... Black. ||
haircolor ✔ || Black ||
weapon ✔ || Well trained with Guns and knives ||


Dιɢɢιиg Impoʀant?xxxxxx│║█║
history ☑ || Rei was born into a Military family, every member had served in at least one way, shape, or form. There fore it was only natural that he be placed in a Military Academy at an early age. Rei was a rather intelligent child, moving his way up to graduate at the age of 14. It was after this show of potential that he was sent to a Military privatized college somewhere in Virginia.

Soon after Graduating there, he was moved into an official subdivision of the United states Marine Corps. It was there that he was going to be a lab technician, working on improving the soldiers of the day. But in a lab accident while dealing with a mysterious virus, Rei was seriously injured and had to have his adrenal system repaired.

Upon awakening, Rei had a new found ability to move faster, and move things of higher weight than it seemed his body were capable of. He could lift like a body builder when in his adrenaline induced state. It did come with a cost though, the Irises of his eyes to become black. His hair had turned black, and with extensive use of the adrenal abilities, Rei would cough up blood.

Even after the trials and tribulations produced by the accident, Rei was recruited for a "Clean up" crew in the Secretive operations of the Marine Corps. He headed up a team of Operatives that kept things that the Public didn't know, The way they were. This included annihilating towns, and massacring people far and wide to contain and keep the virus secret.

But after word of the Virus got out, Rei's main objective changed. The virus was no longer contained, so save as many as possible. And get them to the safe zone. Rei left for the virus ravaged wasteland that had become the world, and doesn't know if the safe zone was still there or not. "You can call it a hopeless mission if you want... But it's all I have now." He once said. ||

personality ☑ || He often keeps to himself, trying to avoid Social contact if possible. People who have heard of his actions call him "Cold", and "Calculating". Though Rei is really only looking at what's best for mankind or the group as a whole, he is still mocked for honoring the final orders he was given. He's not known to be aggressive, And seems to keep a constant lack of emotion. somewhat like a Robot, always silently assessing a situation, Advantages, Disadvantages, and combat maneuverability when necessary. ||
likes ☑ || A Good gun and a Sharp Knife. ||
dislikes ☑ || When people allow emotion to cloud their judgement, The Undead. ||


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talent/other ☒ || Rei's fighting Skills and Adrenal abilities are his main assets. But.. I'll bet you didn't know he can play a variety of instruments. ||
crush ☒ || No one at the moment. ||
music ☒ || Blood on my hands ||
postingcolor ▶ || Black ||


[ Rei Kuroniko ]

 

[Grandmaster Allan]

Chris Wilson

"You would be surprised how many uses there are for a crowbar, you can cave in someone's head, pry open doors, cave in someone's head, smash through obstacles, did I say cave in someone's head?"

Age: 18
Nicknames: N/A
Gender: Male
Height: 5'11"
Weight: 125lb
Eye Color: Ocean-blue
Hair Color: Grey
Weapons: A crowbar, kept in a loop on the waist of his jeans, and an M4 carbine with a shoulder strap attached. He's also managed to maintain a pickup truck.
Appearence: Chris has been aged greatly by stress, wrinkles cover his face and his hair has turned a dingy grey, he also has a thick goatee (also grey). He is missing his left arm comepletely up to the shoulder due to having cut it off after getting bitten during a fight. He usualy wears a pair of denim jeans, combat boots, and a sleeveless t-shirt, over this he wears a camo jacket with the left sleeve rolled up to the remains of his shoulder.
History: Chris has speant most of the appocolypse on the run, whenever he settles down with a group of other survivors, he always seems to find a reason to get moving again. About a year into this, he ended up getting bitten on the arm by a zombie, forcing him the sever it.
Personality: Chris typically cracks jokes, though his sense of humor is rather twisted, but has become more serious over time. He is incredibly defensive of his little brother Bill, but has started to distance himself from Bill, trying to make him able to survive on his own if something should happen to Chris.
Likes: quiet, and relaxation
Dislikes: thugs, people who don't shut up or are self-absorbed