Sorrel Magdog
23
Male
Preferred Weapon: Recurve Bow
in Mad Dog Group
Sorrel Magdog was always a free-spirited guy with no real ties to the world or care for the future. He never planned ahead, always going with the flow and taking life as it came. He held a number of odd jobs throughout his life, becoming a jack of all trades. Unlike most who bear the title, he did not just take any job, he took jobs that would be of use to him and further his independence: car mechanic, volunteer fireman, plumber, horse trainer, and even an apprentice bow maker. The latter job, he learned how to make recurves and became very fond of them. He went bow hunting whenever he could and was always practicing. It came to be a very useful skill considering the, well, the zombie apocalypse. Along with his other skills. He always thought they were great skills, but he never thought the need for them would be so dire. Sorrel is very nice and willing to help, a bit flighty and finicky, always going after the girl with his charms. He can be rather ruthless though, but hides it well under a smiling face. Built well and strong as a bull, Sorrel is a pretty good looking guy with a muscular build, blue eyes, and messy brown hair.
23
Male
Preferred Weapon: Recurve Bow
in Mad Dog Group
Sorrel Magdog was always a free-spirited guy with no real ties to the world or care for the future. He never planned ahead, always going with the flow and taking life as it came. He held a number of odd jobs throughout his life, becoming a jack of all trades. Unlike most who bear the title, he did not just take any job, he took jobs that would be of use to him and further his independence: car mechanic, volunteer fireman, plumber, horse trainer, and even an apprentice bow maker. The latter job, he learned how to make recurves and became very fond of them. He went bow hunting whenever he could and was always practicing. It came to be a very useful skill considering the, well, the zombie apocalypse. Along with his other skills. He always thought they were great skills, but he never thought the need for them would be so dire. Sorrel is very nice and willing to help, a bit flighty and finicky, always going after the girl with his charms. He can be rather ruthless though, but hides it well under a smiling face. Built well and strong as a bull, Sorrel is a pretty good looking guy with a muscular build, blue eyes, and messy brown hair.
Merlin Scarlett
17
Male
Preferred Weapon: Scimitar
in Mad Dog Group
A frivolous art student with no direction in life, Merlin Scarlett thought his life could never get exciting. His parents lost all faith in him, he had no friends except his odd neighbor Sorrel Magdog who would always disappear for days on end without warning, and he wasn't all that sure he cared about the fact that he was alone. He is a very friendly person, but he sides more along with his introversion, which can make being around others difficult as he never gets the personal space he really needs. It wasn't that hard back then. Back then everybody ignored him and called him a lost cause. It was all because of the art. He wasn't that good, but he loved it too much to let it go. A little recluse, he devoted his time to his school and his art. Nothing ever happened worth mentioning. The days came and went. Then everything went to hell and he was tossed about in the midst of it like salad in a bowl. Sorrel eventually found him and pulled him along for the ride, training him how to survive and helping him find his footing. Merlin isn't stupid. He is very intelligent and precise. When he is given something to do, he tends to narrow his focus and only work on that specific project until it is completed. His need for perfection and his lack to meet that expectation drives him insane, but he is learning to cope. He is very sweet but shy, very kind but easily aggravated. Merlin has fair skin, unruly brown hair in waves and light curls, and hazel eyes.
17
Male
Preferred Weapon: Scimitar
in Mad Dog Group
A frivolous art student with no direction in life, Merlin Scarlett thought his life could never get exciting. His parents lost all faith in him, he had no friends except his odd neighbor Sorrel Magdog who would always disappear for days on end without warning, and he wasn't all that sure he cared about the fact that he was alone. He is a very friendly person, but he sides more along with his introversion, which can make being around others difficult as he never gets the personal space he really needs. It wasn't that hard back then. Back then everybody ignored him and called him a lost cause. It was all because of the art. He wasn't that good, but he loved it too much to let it go. A little recluse, he devoted his time to his school and his art. Nothing ever happened worth mentioning. The days came and went. Then everything went to hell and he was tossed about in the midst of it like salad in a bowl. Sorrel eventually found him and pulled him along for the ride, training him how to survive and helping him find his footing. Merlin isn't stupid. He is very intelligent and precise. When he is given something to do, he tends to narrow his focus and only work on that specific project until it is completed. His need for perfection and his lack to meet that expectation drives him insane, but he is learning to cope. He is very sweet but shy, very kind but easily aggravated. Merlin has fair skin, unruly brown hair in waves and light curls, and hazel eyes.
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(didn't want to play him)
Hasu Fauste
17
Male
Preferred Weapon: Saracen Recurve Bow
loner
Everyone mutually agreed to forget Hasu existed. Because Hasu didn't exist in anybody's minds, he became almost invisible. People literally forgot he was there and he passed by unseen. He was always quiet, always in the background. He learned how to be a shadow, to be swift as the wind, but silent as a cat. Hasu passed by the world unseen, and even now, he remains, ever and always, a shadow. Pale skinned, gray eyed, and blond haired, he looks much like a ghost, or like the wind for which he was named.
(didn't want to play him)
Hasu Fauste
17
Male
Preferred Weapon: Saracen Recurve Bow
loner
Everyone mutually agreed to forget Hasu existed. Because Hasu didn't exist in anybody's minds, he became almost invisible. People literally forgot he was there and he passed by unseen. He was always quiet, always in the background. He learned how to be a shadow, to be swift as the wind, but silent as a cat. Hasu passed by the world unseen, and even now, he remains, ever and always, a shadow. Pale skinned, gray eyed, and blond haired, he looks much like a ghost, or like the wind for which he was named.
Anastasii Kasparkova
32
Male
Weapon: VSS Vintorez
in Kaspar Group
One of the Russian mafia's dangerous contract killers, Anastasii Kasparkova is probably not the first guy you would think of as a mafiaso based on your typical impressions of one. For one, he's not all tough and nasty and vodka and all that. He's rather mellow, laid back, and a real gentleman. Concerning the mellow portion, most people think he's too mellow because he simply doesn't talk a lot. Well, that's because he is partially mute. He speaks mostly through sign language and military hand signs. This is what makes him so dangerous. He is the epitome of silence, and it's rather terrifying. You can never tell what is on his mind and if he doesn't really answer your questions. Where most people think this would hamper his work, it actually benefits his work since he can't easily disperse secrets or anything of that nature. Anastasii came to America a year prior to the apocalypse. He and his cousin Spiridon Iskander travelled to America looking for Spiridon's sister, Polina, who went missing from her dorm room during her stay at a college for a studying abroad program. The two ended up trapped here when the zombie outbreak hit. They continue to look for Spiridon's sister, as well as their other cousin whom they discovered was also trapped here; a certain Taras Vladimirskii. They intend to get the sister and cousin and somehow get back to Russia where Anastasii has a secret home in the Siberian wastes. Anastasii Kasparkova is a middle aged man though he looks younger than he is. He has stormy gray-blue eyes and black hair.
32
Male
Weapon: VSS Vintorez
in Kaspar Group
One of the Russian mafia's dangerous contract killers, Anastasii Kasparkova is probably not the first guy you would think of as a mafiaso based on your typical impressions of one. For one, he's not all tough and nasty and vodka and all that. He's rather mellow, laid back, and a real gentleman. Concerning the mellow portion, most people think he's too mellow because he simply doesn't talk a lot. Well, that's because he is partially mute. He speaks mostly through sign language and military hand signs. This is what makes him so dangerous. He is the epitome of silence, and it's rather terrifying. You can never tell what is on his mind and if he doesn't really answer your questions. Where most people think this would hamper his work, it actually benefits his work since he can't easily disperse secrets or anything of that nature. Anastasii came to America a year prior to the apocalypse. He and his cousin Spiridon Iskander travelled to America looking for Spiridon's sister, Polina, who went missing from her dorm room during her stay at a college for a studying abroad program. The two ended up trapped here when the zombie outbreak hit. They continue to look for Spiridon's sister, as well as their other cousin whom they discovered was also trapped here; a certain Taras Vladimirskii. They intend to get the sister and cousin and somehow get back to Russia where Anastasii has a secret home in the Siberian wastes. Anastasii Kasparkova is a middle aged man though he looks younger than he is. He has stormy gray-blue eyes and black hair.
Spiridon Iskander
24
Male
Weapon: AP-9
in Kaspar Group
Black hair. Stormy, blue-gray eyes. Strong and weak. An emotional roller coaster and a sinking ship. The bad guy. That's what Spiridon Iskander is. He's a stone cold criminal, which would technically put him in league with his older cousin Anastasii Kasparkova, except Spiridon is morally inept. He doesn't care about what he does or have any apparent regrets. As to the condition of his heart, we can only guess. But to sum it up, he is a criminal. A vagabond. A despicable excuse of a homo sapien. It didn't help that he lost his family and the world went to hell. Prior to this whole thing, he was just a common criminal: thieving, boozing, vandalizing, carjacking, etc. His sister Polina, the only one in his family that he actually cared for, finally intervened. After a doctor's visit where he found he was suffering from liver damage and possible kidney failure, his sister told him to make a decision. She was going to America to study abroad, and she told him he had one year to get his act together or she would never come back. Well, he tried. He got off the liquor and came clean. He got an average job and stopped stealing. He stopped fooling around. Actually made some good money and repaid his varied debts. When Polina disappeared, so did he. He left for a few months without word or clue to anybody. Finally, he showed up at his cousin Anastasii's house a complete wreck. The two of them then travelled to America to go find Spiridon's sister. When the world went to hell, Spiridon just gave up. Anastasii is the only one keeping him going, telling him that as long as there was a chance Polina was alive, they would keep searching for her. Spiridon keeps going, but his heart isn't in it anymore. His life can only go downhill from here.
24
Male
Weapon: AP-9
in Kaspar Group
Black hair. Stormy, blue-gray eyes. Strong and weak. An emotional roller coaster and a sinking ship. The bad guy. That's what Spiridon Iskander is. He's a stone cold criminal, which would technically put him in league with his older cousin Anastasii Kasparkova, except Spiridon is morally inept. He doesn't care about what he does or have any apparent regrets. As to the condition of his heart, we can only guess. But to sum it up, he is a criminal. A vagabond. A despicable excuse of a homo sapien. It didn't help that he lost his family and the world went to hell. Prior to this whole thing, he was just a common criminal: thieving, boozing, vandalizing, carjacking, etc. His sister Polina, the only one in his family that he actually cared for, finally intervened. After a doctor's visit where he found he was suffering from liver damage and possible kidney failure, his sister told him to make a decision. She was going to America to study abroad, and she told him he had one year to get his act together or she would never come back. Well, he tried. He got off the liquor and came clean. He got an average job and stopped stealing. He stopped fooling around. Actually made some good money and repaid his varied debts. When Polina disappeared, so did he. He left for a few months without word or clue to anybody. Finally, he showed up at his cousin Anastasii's house a complete wreck. The two of them then travelled to America to go find Spiridon's sister. When the world went to hell, Spiridon just gave up. Anastasii is the only one keeping him going, telling him that as long as there was a chance Polina was alive, they would keep searching for her. Spiridon keeps going, but his heart isn't in it anymore. His life can only go downhill from here.
Taras Vladimirskii
23
Male
Weapon: Czech CZ 75
loner
Taras Vladimirskii is a quiet, gruff guy who doesn't make many friends if any at all and usually just keeps to himself. He is pretty tall and rather lean with black hair and stormy, blue-gray eyes. He came to America to avoid the Russian mafia when he left their ranks. He was only with them for about a year, and at nineteen, left them and went to America for education and work. He worked mostly on the Southwest coast as an underwater welder, then went on for more education to get into more industry and business. He also made money as a part time model when he stayed in California. After the apocalypse hit, he packed his things and set off, just traveling around and minding his own business. He likes killing zombies. Never mind that thousands and millions of people are dying, he just thinks it's fun. He has no idea that his cousins Anastasii and Spiridon are looking for him.
23
Male
Weapon: Czech CZ 75
loner
Taras Vladimirskii is a quiet, gruff guy who doesn't make many friends if any at all and usually just keeps to himself. He is pretty tall and rather lean with black hair and stormy, blue-gray eyes. He came to America to avoid the Russian mafia when he left their ranks. He was only with them for about a year, and at nineteen, left them and went to America for education and work. He worked mostly on the Southwest coast as an underwater welder, then went on for more education to get into more industry and business. He also made money as a part time model when he stayed in California. After the apocalypse hit, he packed his things and set off, just traveling around and minding his own business. He likes killing zombies. Never mind that thousands and millions of people are dying, he just thinks it's fun. He has no idea that his cousins Anastasii and Spiridon are looking for him.
Cairistine "Foxy" Rackham
17
Female
Weapon: Hatchet
loner
Foxy is a slender, fair girl of seventeen with rich, curly red hair and opalescent blue eyes. She's a fiery one, as fiery as her flaming mane of tangled curls. She has strong spirit and the toughest of natures, able to brave fierce storms and overcome challenges as they come. But she isn't invulnerable. When the world came crashing down around everyone's ears, a particular man without any sense of decency and every sense of depravity, took her away and had his way with her. Foxy always had a sweet, loving disposition, and this new world of hate and evil has been cruel to her. She came from a loving family. A loving home. Only to be forced from it, dragged across numerous states, only to be dumped in a crumbling mess of a hovel to be used in every worst way possible. It was that way for months, till one night, she found something she never knew she had. She found that fire that flames around her so well. She seized her chance in the dead of night, killed the man, and fled from sight. But she wasn't alone. Never alone. She has a child, a baby to be exact. Not born yet, no. But she knows what it takes to survive out here. She knows from all her running and stumbling through the forests. She is a fabulous healer. Studying the woodland plants and herbs, she can make remedies for many things from what the nature provides. She can also cook and sew and clean, but most manual labor tires her out very quickly. She's not especially strong despite her incredible stamina. She's thin, as said before, and doesn't always take care of herself, a neglect that stems from her depression. She doesn't act depressed, but she is suffering from depression. It's only natural considering the state of the world and her situation. She tries to take care of herself, for her baby's sake. Foxy... well, a moment first to review her name. The man she was with called her stupid because she didn't understand much English, having been born in Scotland and only came to America a month before the zombie outbreak. She still talks in a heavy, Scottish accent, and speaks enough English to get by. He called her Foxy. A kinky little name for his little whore. But when she was alone, she called herself Cairistine; a name similar to English Christine. But he never called her that for she never told him. Even if she did, she is "Foxy", and that's what he would keep calling her. She's not particularly sly, but she's so waif-like, quick, and smart, it's hard not to think of her as a fox. Even to this day, she won't address herself as Cairistine. She is Foxy. Fox. A fox. A devilish rogue who is quick of mind and on her feet to survive this world where speed and cunning are absolutley everything.
17
Female
Weapon: Hatchet
loner
Foxy is a slender, fair girl of seventeen with rich, curly red hair and opalescent blue eyes. She's a fiery one, as fiery as her flaming mane of tangled curls. She has strong spirit and the toughest of natures, able to brave fierce storms and overcome challenges as they come. But she isn't invulnerable. When the world came crashing down around everyone's ears, a particular man without any sense of decency and every sense of depravity, took her away and had his way with her. Foxy always had a sweet, loving disposition, and this new world of hate and evil has been cruel to her. She came from a loving family. A loving home. Only to be forced from it, dragged across numerous states, only to be dumped in a crumbling mess of a hovel to be used in every worst way possible. It was that way for months, till one night, she found something she never knew she had. She found that fire that flames around her so well. She seized her chance in the dead of night, killed the man, and fled from sight. But she wasn't alone. Never alone. She has a child, a baby to be exact. Not born yet, no. But she knows what it takes to survive out here. She knows from all her running and stumbling through the forests. She is a fabulous healer. Studying the woodland plants and herbs, she can make remedies for many things from what the nature provides. She can also cook and sew and clean, but most manual labor tires her out very quickly. She's not especially strong despite her incredible stamina. She's thin, as said before, and doesn't always take care of herself, a neglect that stems from her depression. She doesn't act depressed, but she is suffering from depression. It's only natural considering the state of the world and her situation. She tries to take care of herself, for her baby's sake. Foxy... well, a moment first to review her name. The man she was with called her stupid because she didn't understand much English, having been born in Scotland and only came to America a month before the zombie outbreak. She still talks in a heavy, Scottish accent, and speaks enough English to get by. He called her Foxy. A kinky little name for his little whore. But when she was alone, she called herself Cairistine; a name similar to English Christine. But he never called her that for she never told him. Even if she did, she is "Foxy", and that's what he would keep calling her. She's not particularly sly, but she's so waif-like, quick, and smart, it's hard not to think of her as a fox. Even to this day, she won't address herself as Cairistine. She is Foxy. Fox. A fox. A devilish rogue who is quick of mind and on her feet to survive this world where speed and cunning are absolutley everything.
Naga Baggins
22
Male
Weapon: Machete
loner
Naga is a very active sort of doer. He sees something needs doing or he wants to achieve something, he will go out and get it done. He never procrastinates, and he always has a plan. He lives a very structured life. It's the only thing to keep him focused on survival and the situation he's in. Bane grew up in the outbacks of Alaska, and only because of financial strain did his parents have to move away to get work elsewhere. Naga moved out on his own when he was seventeen and settled in Montana. He had his own farm up there where he bred, raised, and trained dogs. He's like a dog whisperer, having a natural knack with the animal and an ability to almost communicate perfectly with them. He's a little rough, but never brutal. With the change of times, he's become a loner, very isolated except with the animals, and his skills in surviving and being self sufficient have proved most useful. Naga is twenty-two and stands at six foot one, a very tall guy. He is buff with muscles of a sportsman. He has dirty blonde hair and brilliant, blue eyes. He looks rather dark and mysterious with the whole way his face is structured and everything. Despite his offsetting looks, he's willing to help and not about to just abandon people. He can be ruthless when the situation calls for it, and kind the rest of the time.
22
Male
Weapon: Machete
loner
Naga is a very active sort of doer. He sees something needs doing or he wants to achieve something, he will go out and get it done. He never procrastinates, and he always has a plan. He lives a very structured life. It's the only thing to keep him focused on survival and the situation he's in. Bane grew up in the outbacks of Alaska, and only because of financial strain did his parents have to move away to get work elsewhere. Naga moved out on his own when he was seventeen and settled in Montana. He had his own farm up there where he bred, raised, and trained dogs. He's like a dog whisperer, having a natural knack with the animal and an ability to almost communicate perfectly with them. He's a little rough, but never brutal. With the change of times, he's become a loner, very isolated except with the animals, and his skills in surviving and being self sufficient have proved most useful. Naga is twenty-two and stands at six foot one, a very tall guy. He is buff with muscles of a sportsman. He has dirty blonde hair and brilliant, blue eyes. He looks rather dark and mysterious with the whole way his face is structured and everything. Despite his offsetting looks, he's willing to help and not about to just abandon people. He can be ruthless when the situation calls for it, and kind the rest of the time.
Caspian Marmaduke
12
Male
Weapon: Kitchen knife
Lost Boys Band
Caspian and his two friends, Fuego and Braithe, are a rather motley crew of kids determined to survive together. Being so young and without adults to monitor them, they live out in the wild, free. It's better this way after all. They learn early how to adapt, survive, and work as a team. They will become faster and stronger together. That's for sure. Being the "oldest by four days", Caspian is the leader of the group. Neither Fuego or Braithe care. They all get along rather well. Since they know they aren't strong enough to take zombies on head on, they rely on their stealth and speed to avoid danger and get out of tough scenarios. Caspian is the brains of the bunch. He plots and plans things out and always makes sure everyone is healthy and safe. Caspian grew up in a Chicago suburb and met Fuego at school. He met Braithe when he moved to a different neighborhood. The three boys always hung out as kids, and when the apocalypse hit and their parents went MIA or eaten, the three met up at their secret hideout and toughed it out alone.
12
Male
Weapon: Kitchen knife
Lost Boys Band
Caspian and his two friends, Fuego and Braithe, are a rather motley crew of kids determined to survive together. Being so young and without adults to monitor them, they live out in the wild, free. It's better this way after all. They learn early how to adapt, survive, and work as a team. They will become faster and stronger together. That's for sure. Being the "oldest by four days", Caspian is the leader of the group. Neither Fuego or Braithe care. They all get along rather well. Since they know they aren't strong enough to take zombies on head on, they rely on their stealth and speed to avoid danger and get out of tough scenarios. Caspian is the brains of the bunch. He plots and plans things out and always makes sure everyone is healthy and safe. Caspian grew up in a Chicago suburb and met Fuego at school. He met Braithe when he moved to a different neighborhood. The three boys always hung out as kids, and when the apocalypse hit and their parents went MIA or eaten, the three met up at their secret hideout and toughed it out alone.
Fuego Miguel
12
Male
Weapon: Short Bow
Lost Boys Band
Fuego Miguel and his two friends, Caspian and Braithe, make up a motley crew of kids determined to survive the apocalypse. While Caspian is the leader of the band, Fugeo is the experimenter and go-to-guy. He grew up in the slums of Chicago and knows a lot of street smarts. With him, they can navigate very well through sewers, subways, and old buildings. Even though he's pretty much a ghetto kid, he's not by any stretch of the imagination an idiot. He's always reading books on survival and weaponry and the like and practicing out the different skills, hence his title as the experimenter. He has a brain for tinkering and inventing. He's also very loyal and reliable. He would never abandon anyone.
12
Male
Weapon: Short Bow
Lost Boys Band
Fuego Miguel and his two friends, Caspian and Braithe, make up a motley crew of kids determined to survive the apocalypse. While Caspian is the leader of the band, Fugeo is the experimenter and go-to-guy. He grew up in the slums of Chicago and knows a lot of street smarts. With him, they can navigate very well through sewers, subways, and old buildings. Even though he's pretty much a ghetto kid, he's not by any stretch of the imagination an idiot. He's always reading books on survival and weaponry and the like and practicing out the different skills, hence his title as the experimenter. He has a brain for tinkering and inventing. He's also very loyal and reliable. He would never abandon anyone.
Braithe Windleton
10
Male
Weapon: Aluminum Baseball Bat
Lost Boys Band
Braithe is the youngest in the Lost Boys Band, a group of three kids who are toughing out the apocalypse. As the littlest, he doesn't do too much. He mostly watches over the supplies, cooks, cleans their shelters when the others are off, and does a little scouting and foraging. He's the quickest and quietest. Despite his age, the group aren't at their best without him. Braithe is still a kid at heart. He sleeps with a stuffed dog and plays with hotwheel cars when he can. He doesn't talk much, but he is very observant and understands things at higher levels than expected. He gets along great with his friends and is glad to be with them.
10
Male
Weapon: Aluminum Baseball Bat
Lost Boys Band
Braithe is the youngest in the Lost Boys Band, a group of three kids who are toughing out the apocalypse. As the littlest, he doesn't do too much. He mostly watches over the supplies, cooks, cleans their shelters when the others are off, and does a little scouting and foraging. He's the quickest and quietest. Despite his age, the group aren't at their best without him. Braithe is still a kid at heart. He sleeps with a stuffed dog and plays with hotwheel cars when he can. He doesn't talk much, but he is very observant and understands things at higher levels than expected. He gets along great with his friends and is glad to be with them.
Gavin Pierce
20
Male
Weapon: hatchet
Gavin is not the sort of guy you want to double cross. He's
20
Male
Weapon: hatchet
Gavin is not the sort of guy you want to double cross. He's
Ransom _
26
Male
Weapon: hammer
Ransom is coming soon
Ransom lived a pretty okay life. He was never really close to his family except his sister, but his many interests and love for adventure kept leading him away from home for much of his pre-teen and teen life. When he turned eighteen, he married his high school sweetheart and moved away. They made it through college on a shoestring budget and even had kids. The world went to hell while Ransom was back home visiting his family. When he went to check on his wife and kids, he found his wife dead and kids missing. He sticks by his sister, not really sure what he is living for anymore. His kids, he guesses, but most of the time, he just wishes he could join his dead wife.
26
Male
Weapon: hammer
Ransom is coming soon
Ransom lived a pretty okay life. He was never really close to his family except his sister, but his many interests and love for adventure kept leading him away from home for much of his pre-teen and teen life. When he turned eighteen, he married his high school sweetheart and moved away. They made it through college on a shoestring budget and even had kids. The world went to hell while Ransom was back home visiting his family. When he went to check on his wife and kids, he found his wife dead and kids missing. He sticks by his sister, not really sure what he is living for anymore. His kids, he guesses, but most of the time, he just wishes he could join his dead wife.
Tao Yang