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Jul 23, 2013 06:23PM
Can she be in Colorado?
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Name: JoshAge: 19
Location: Unknow
Facial Appearance: http://ericschweigfan.files.wordpress...
Clothing: What he's wearing in the photo
Backpack: Blanket for Kieoto, a photo of his family, some amo, and a few water bottles
Current Weapon: Bow and arrow, shot gun,
Items:
Personality: Strong and wise and an amazing shot
History: After the raid that killed his tribe, including the little children, he wondered around Amarica
Family:
His tribe were all killed in a raid
Other:
His Wolf: https://www.google.com.au/search?hl=e...
Name: Kieoto
Age: 2
Name: Liz GauthierSex: female
Age:17
Location: From New Orleans, now wanders.
Facial Appearance: Wavy dark brown hair past her shoulders, brown eyes. Not particularly pretty, but not ugly.
Physical appearance: Average height. Slim build.
Clothing: Currently wearing: Pair of worn jeans, long-sleeved burgundy shirt, baseball cap, jean jacket, steel toe hiking boots, black leather belt.
Backpack: 3 MREs, several cans of food, two full water bottles, match, map, compas, army-issue can opener, extra set of clothes (jeans, shirt, and socks) small hunting knife.
Current Weapon: One 8-inch-long, double-edged fixed-blade knife strapped to her belt, a smaller knife on the inside of her boot, a set of brass knuckles in her pocket.
Items:
Personality: Survivor. Not afraid to do what it takes to live, though she still has a sense of guilt for sometimes doing what's best for herself and not others. Doesn't like getting attached to people because she's afraid of losing them. Can be charming and fun when she's not serious and grim.
Family: Deceased.
Other: Has a large solid black male German Shepherd Dog she travels with called Ghost.
can i join without making a carictor
((Lil, ask in the chat also you can't comment in a group you haven't joined -_-))
Name: Dante
Age: 25
Location: Currently in Denver
Facial Appearance:
http://fc01.deviantart.net/fs71/f/201...
Clothing:
http://images3.wikia.nocookie.net/__c...
Backpack: A belt with pouches.
Current Weapon: A huge broadsword which he swings with ease, and two pistols.
Items: A gas mask, a lighter, a pack of cigarettes, a bag of jerky, a water bottle.
Personality: Dante is a total douche. He is stubborn, ignorant -blantantly so-, and stupid. But, he is funny, kind hearted and a total badass, which makes up for it all. He doesn't get attached to people easily or at all, and never talks about his past. Don't get him angry or you may just not sake up the next morning. He's also a cocky little bastard.
History: Two words. Its complicated.
Family:
None that he knew of.
Other: He has sleeve tattoos with angels and demons on them. He loves getting ink, as long as it had a deeper message.
Age: 25
Location: Currently in Denver
Facial Appearance:
http://fc01.deviantart.net/fs71/f/201...
Clothing:
http://images3.wikia.nocookie.net/__c...
Backpack: A belt with pouches.
Current Weapon: A huge broadsword which he swings with ease, and two pistols.
Items: A gas mask, a lighter, a pack of cigarettes, a bag of jerky, a water bottle.
Personality: Dante is a total douche. He is stubborn, ignorant -blantantly so-, and stupid. But, he is funny, kind hearted and a total badass, which makes up for it all. He doesn't get attached to people easily or at all, and never talks about his past. Don't get him angry or you may just not sake up the next morning. He's also a cocky little bastard.
History: Two words. Its complicated.
Family:
None that he knew of.
Other: He has sleeve tattoos with angels and demons on them. He loves getting ink, as long as it had a deeper message.
Name: Samlot Wilson
Age: 19
Gender: Male
Location: Lived in Montana, but now travels to survive.
Facial Appearance: Has a handsome face with blue eyes and blonde hair. Has a white scar that runs from the corner of his mouth to his forehead.
Clothing: Wears a grey t-shirt and black cargo pants. He also has a black hoodie. Wears black sneakers with a steel toe (his own design)
Backpacks: http://www.globaldisasters.com/wp-con...
Current weapon: Twin pistols (on belt), katana (strapped to back).
Items:
-Matches
-Canned food.
-Full water bottle
-Flashlight
-Extra batteries
-Hand held can opener
-Compass
-Extra set of clothes
-Book (varies)
-Space blanket
-First Aid
-Small knife
Personality: Samlot is surprisingly cheery for being one of the last humans on earth. He is kind and fun. He only turns serious when in battle. It's like he is another person.
History: Samlot grew up in the Bitterroot Valley. He was well prepared for the infected and made out alive, sadly his parents did not. He traveled all over the country, trying to survive. He still travels.
Age: 19
Gender: Male
Location: Lived in Montana, but now travels to survive.
Facial Appearance: Has a handsome face with blue eyes and blonde hair. Has a white scar that runs from the corner of his mouth to his forehead.
Clothing: Wears a grey t-shirt and black cargo pants. He also has a black hoodie. Wears black sneakers with a steel toe (his own design)
Backpacks: http://www.globaldisasters.com/wp-con...
Current weapon: Twin pistols (on belt), katana (strapped to back).
Items:
-Matches
-Canned food.
-Full water bottle
-Flashlight
-Extra batteries
-Hand held can opener
-Compass
-Extra set of clothes
-Book (varies)
-Space blanket
-First Aid
-Small knife
Personality: Samlot is surprisingly cheery for being one of the last humans on earth. He is kind and fun. He only turns serious when in battle. It's like he is another person.
History: Samlot grew up in the Bitterroot Valley. He was well prepared for the infected and made out alive, sadly his parents did not. He traveled all over the country, trying to survive. He still travels.
Name: Alicemae O'BukeAge: 16
Location: Currently, Colorado, but she wanders
Facial Appearance:
~4'11"
~Grey eyes
~She has messy caramel colored hair
Clothing: A pair of dirty dark wash jeans, a green T-shirt, a camouflage hoodie and a pair of dusty leather cowboy boots. She has a change of jeans, a grey long sleeve, a black short sleeve, and as much socks and others as she could fit in her bag.
Bags: A camouflage hunting backpack filled with:
~A few cans of vegetables, which is running distressingly low.
~A hunting knife
~A box of matches
~A thing of flint, but she can't get the stupid thing to work.
~A water bottle
~Her change of clothes and a coat. Which she hates hauling around, but will eventually benefit, she knows.
~A first aid kit
~Rope
~Alicemae managed to recently pick up an old tarp that she had even using during the freak rainstorms.
Weapons: A compound bow and a quiver of arrows and a hunting knife.
Items: Other than the stuff in her bag, she has a small silver heart locker.
Personality: Alicemae is borderline mentally unstable. She gets angry very easily, she is rude, she is snarky, then she is giggling. It's hard to tell with her. She does have her crazy moment. She doesn't really like being around people, which is why she is alone. But then again she likes to be around people just to tease them. It's just so hard to tell with her.
History: Alicemae was born in Ireland. Her mother passed away during childbirth. So it was only her father and Alicemae. The unstoppable duo. They would hunt together, fish, spend weeks alone in the woods. Funny to think that was so short of a time ago. When she was 15, her father got a job transfer to America. It sucked. They would still go hunting every now and then, but Alicemae was no longer important to her dad, it seemed. Which is probably why she cared so little when he disappeared. He went out and never returned. So, she did the exact same.
Other:
She has found a tag along named Cherokee
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Name: Roxas Hikari
Age: 25
Location: Colorado
Facial Appearance: https://encrypted-tbn2.gstatic.com/im...
Clothing: https://encrypted-tbn2.gstatic.com/im...
Bags: A military sling bag he bought for school.
Weapons: A Keyblde Replica made out of titanium. A surprisingly effective weapon. He also has two shivs and a molotov cocktail. A revolver.
Items: A bag of Jack Link's Beef Jerky
A Water bottle
His iPod
A roll of rope
A gas mask
A box of 9 milimeters
Personality: Roxas has strange dreams and is distant, except during combat. He is in a constant struggle with ADHD and ADD. He is only kind to girls, they have always been nice back, while men have tried to kill him.
History: Roas grew up in the Wisconsin Dells and moved to Colorado, just before the infection.
Other:
Age: 25
Location: Colorado
Facial Appearance: https://encrypted-tbn2.gstatic.com/im...
Clothing: https://encrypted-tbn2.gstatic.com/im...
Bags: A military sling bag he bought for school.
Weapons: A Keyblde Replica made out of titanium. A surprisingly effective weapon. He also has two shivs and a molotov cocktail. A revolver.
Items: A bag of Jack Link's Beef Jerky
A Water bottle
His iPod
A roll of rope
A gas mask
A box of 9 milimeters
Personality: Roxas has strange dreams and is distant, except during combat. He is in a constant struggle with ADHD and ADD. He is only kind to girls, they have always been nice back, while men have tried to kill him.
History: Roas grew up in the Wisconsin Dells and moved to Colorado, just before the infection.
Other:
Name: Fiera TurnerAge: 23
Location: Colorado
Facial Appearance:
Clothing: see above
Bags: Backpack
Weapons: A Magnum revolver and a few knives
Items:
A gas mask.
Food and water enough to last a while.
Ammo.
Personality: Fiery, street smart, willing to kill and willing to do anything to survive. Not really bad, but not really good, either.
History: She was a college student with no family early on. Then the infection happened and she kept her head low and survived. She was a math major, and she's smart.
Other: She gets angry quickly.
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Name: Witchata MorningAge: 25
Location: unown
Facial Appearance: http://www.google.com.au/search?safe=...
Clothing: White t-shirt, black jacket ,dark blue jeans and black boots but not high heels
Backpack: http://www.google.com.au/search?safe=...
Current Weapon: shootgun
Items: knife, pistal, health kit, bullets, drink bootel
Personality: Bad ass, somtimes nice, loveable
History: They got infected and Witchata had to kill them
Family: mum, dad, little sis.
Other: She has a crush on Dante
Name: Nickolas Jordan "Nicky"Age:29
Location:Unknown was headed to Canada
Facial Appearance:
Clothing: Dark well worn jeans, red and black plaid button up shirt rolled up to his elbows. Black under-armor with sleeves slightly longer than that. Black leather wrist band that Emily made him.
Backpack: Filled mostly with foods and ammo, he colonized so it's mostly for picking up and going in a hurry if needed. Matches Emily's.
Current Weapon: Hunting Rifle
Items: Guitar pick that he wears as a necklace. It has his sisters names on it.
Personality: He is much like Emily in the way he is very strong willed and stubborn. But he's much more friendly that his colder half. He didn't take the abandonment of thier mother as hard, but took his sisters death harder. Pride isn't his issue it's letting things die.
History: See Emily's
Family: See emily's
Other:None
Wheres the pic??
I don't see it
Name: Courtney KingAge: 20
Location: New York
Facial appearance:
Clothing:
Backpack: she has the purple backpack in clothing.
Current weapon: a knife, a kitchen knife to be exact.
Items: Food, ha, no she wishes. She has one can of baked beans left. She has a water bottle, a
Personality: is terrified a personality trait? Well, it sure is now. And she has good reason to be. She's scared, sad, worried. She doesn't want to be around anyone. It scared her too much. But yet she wants to please as well. She wants to be safe, and she will sacrifice her fear for that feeling.
History: nothing of interest until the End. She was alone in a building, she was scared to death and finally she needed to go find food. She was out in the empty city when a group of men grabbed her. They stole everything. Her backpack, her clothes, her virginity. She was gang raped. All seven of them. They left her in the streets after that. Another man saw and simply couldn't help himself. That's when Carolin stepped in, she shot the man and brought Courtney in. She fed her and gave her everything she has now, but eventually Carolin died. Now Courtney is on her own again on the streets.
Name:Lily SliverAge:17
Location:New York
Facial Appearance: http://s1.favim.com/orig/201109/14/bo...
Clothing: http://favim.com/orig/201106/09/black...
Backpack:has her stuff
Current Weapon:Knife
Items:Keeps them with her at all times
Personality:Funny,Brave,Smart,Kind,Helpful
History:Lily was scared at first when she heard about the disease then got worried and left her family to find a safe place.
Family:Maria,George.
Name: James CambellAge:25
Location:Where he is at the time
Facial Appearance:dirt all Over his face and a small mustache . Blue eyes. Short brown hair.
Clothing:ripped t shirt and jeans. And mud covered shoes.
Backpack: machete. Cans of food. 2 other pairs of clothes that he managed to get.
Current Weapon:machete
Items:his back pack and machete
Personality: he is cold and cares only about him self. When this first happened he wanted to be a loner but he soon decided he had to find others
History:he was adopted and never
Liked his adopted family . He grew up a loner with barely any friends . When kids picked on him he beat them . When he was 13 he ran away from his home and lived on the streets till he was 18. He got a job in contruction when he was 18. He bought many weapons throughout the years. When the infection started he didn't believe it then he saw why was happening in grabbed some cans of food and 2 pairs of clothes and. A machete and ran out .
Family:none that he knows of
Name: Kayla AsaliaAge: 15
Location: She moves around a lot.
Facial Appearance:
Clothing: She wears a light grey hoodie with a plain black shirt underneath. She usually wears buckle up boots.
Current Weapon: Throwing knives.
Items: She doesn't own much, a small journal in her small backpack, along with some food, normally just fruits.
Personality: She's very quiet and loyal, she doesn't trust very easy and only trusts one right now.
History: Kayla lived a normal life with her older brother Mikey. The two of them also had one friend named Ash VanDel. One day, they all got separated. Kayla has been searching for both of them. SHe has a bad feeling that they are dead....
Name: MidnightAge: 6
Location: Where ever Tess is
Appearance: http://www.google.com.au/search?safe=...
Personality: She's a horse, loving and caring
History: She was brought for Tess when Tess was Six, she loved her since
Other:
Name: Selena Katherine PerryAge: 14
Location: New York
Facial Appearance:
Clothing:
Backpack: carving knife, food and other essential items.
Current Weapon: Colt Detective Special (Handgun- Revolver)
Items: A lighter
Cans of oil (10)
Boxes of rounds (3)
Bottles of Water (7)
Canned food items (6)
Medicine- Bottle of Pills (5)
Medicine- Other types (10)
Flares (17)
Bricks (10)
Energy Bars (20)
Personality: Selena trust easily and she loves being part of a group. She is hesitant at first, but only because of what happened to her mother.
History: Selena had only turned 18, when she found out that the fungus had been spreading. Selena did not catch the fungus, but some how her mother did and was turned into a zombie, which after that happened, Selena found no other choice but to kill her mother. Selena became hesitant to join a group of survivors after she had killed her mother.
Family: Avril Perry-Mother-Zombie-Deaceased [Killed by Selena]
Other: Selena wants to be in a band of survivors and she loves New York, as that is where she grew up. She is friends with Carlos and Brenden.
Name: Bryan Hayner
Age: 18
Location: New York
Appearance: http://images.fanpop.com/images/image...
Clothing:
http://i01.i.aliimg.com/wsphoto/v0/50...
Weapon:
Soviet Mosin-Nagant Model 1891/30 with PU scope http://cdn1.warhistoryonline.com/wp-c...
Items: Two boxes of rounds
A pint of water
A lighter
A few cans of food.
Personality: Bryan is a talkative outgoing guy, that trusts easily. But if you stab him in the back, don't expect to live for long. He is very anti-anlyitical, just going with the flow.
History: Was in a band, until the fungus spread.
Other: Uses a sniper.
Age: 18
Location: New York
Appearance: http://images.fanpop.com/images/image...
Clothing:
http://i01.i.aliimg.com/wsphoto/v0/50...
Weapon:
Soviet Mosin-Nagant Model 1891/30 with PU scope http://cdn1.warhistoryonline.com/wp-c...
Items: Two boxes of rounds
A pint of water
A lighter
A few cans of food.
Personality: Bryan is a talkative outgoing guy, that trusts easily. But if you stab him in the back, don't expect to live for long. He is very anti-anlyitical, just going with the flow.
History: Was in a band, until the fungus spread.
Other: Uses a sniper.
Name:Carlos Daniel Sanchez TapiaAge:13
Location: New York
Facial Appearance:
Clothing: Light Gray Zipper Sweatshirt with neon orange strings, a black shirt that says DC on it, and that's basically some of it.
Backpack: Has Extra clothes in backpack along with some other items
Current Weapon: Colt Python (Handgun-Revolver)
Items: Canned Food items (10)
A lighter
Cans of oil (10)
Boxes (10)
Wooden planks (15)
Water bottles (16)
Boxes of rounds (18)
Medicine Items (25)
Explosives (7)
Bricks (15)
Flares (20)
Other distraction items (10)
Personality: Carlos is kind and caring, he trust easily. He doesn't like it when people back stab him or his friends.
History: Carlos lived in Mexico for a year or two, then he and his family moved up here for a while. But after the infection spread, everyone else in his family died because of the zombies created by the infection, but Carlos was unharmed by the infection and the zombies.
Family: All Dead because of the zombies
Other: Friends with Selena and Brenden. Carlos wants to be in a group. He is short for his age.
Call me what you want. It was your decision to see my statement as an offense, when it wasn't. And I'm fine with your characters not going near mine. I don't have a particular need for them to.
➥ Tʜɪs ᴛᴇᴍᴘʟᴀᴛᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ᴄʜᴀʀᴀᴄᴛᴇʀ ʜᴀs ʙᴇᴇɴ ᴍᴀʟɪᴄɪᴏᴜsʟʏ ᴄᴏᴍᴘɪʟᴇᴅ ʙʏ ғɪᴇɴᴅ© Aʟʟ Rɪɢʜᴛs Rᴇsᴇʀᴠᴇᴅ Fɪᴇɴᴅɪsʜ Iɴᴄᴏʀᴘᴏʀᴀᴛɪᴏɴs
(view spoiler)
Dɪsᴄʟᴀɪᴍᴇʀ: (view spoiler)
↻ Pᴀʀᴛ Oɴᴇ
«Ｕｎｄｅｒｎｅａｔｈ ｔｈｅ ｆｅｍｉｎｉｎｅ ｅｘｔｅｒｉｏｒ,
ｔｈｅｒｅ ｉｓ ｍａｓｃｕｌｉｎｉｔｙ ｔｈａｔ ｆｅｅｌｓ ｉｎｆｅｒｉｏｒ»
【 Mɪᴄᴀʜ 】 Mɪᴋʜᴀɪʟ Tsᴀʀ
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『 〓 』• Pronounced |muh-ee-KAH | mee-khah-EEL | Zz-AR |
• Micah is the name of several people in the Hebrew Bible (Old Testament), and means "who is like God?". The name is sometimes found with theophoric extensions. Suffix theophory in Yah and in Yahweh results in Michaiah or Michaihu (Hebrew: מִיכָיְהוּ, Modern Mikhayhu Tiberian Mîḵā́yhû), meaning who is like Yahweh? Suffix theophory in El results in Michael (Hebrew: מִיכָאֵל, Modern Mikha'el Tiberian Mîḵāʼēl), meaning "who is like God?"
• Russian form of MICHAEL, and a variant Bulgarian transcription of MIHAIL. This was the name of two Russian tsars. It was also borne by the former Soviet leader Mikhail Gorbachev (1931-).
• Tsar (Tzar, Czar, or Csar; Bulgarian, Serbian and Ukrainian: цар; Russian: царь [tsarʲ] (help·info)) is a title used to designate certain European Slavic monarchs or supreme rulers. As a system of government in the Tsardom of Russia and Russian Empire, it is known as Tsarist autocracy, or Tsarism. The term is derived from the Latin word Caesar, which was intended to mean "Emperor" in the European medieval sense of the term - a ruler with the same rank as a Roman emperor, holding it by the approval of another emperor or a supreme ecclesiastical official (the Pope or the Ecumenical Patriarch) - but was usually considered by western Europeans to be equivalent to king, or to be somewhat in between a royal and imperial rank.
Occasionally, the word could be used to designate other, secular, supreme rulers. In Russia and Bulgaria the imperial connotations of the term were blurred with time, due to the medieval translations of the Bible, and, by the 19th century, it had come to be viewed as an equivalent of King.
【 Mɪᴋᴋʏ 】
Mikky isn't his favorite nickname, and he doesn't like nicknames in the least. He does make exceptions to who can call him what.
░▓░Gender Masculine ⇝ Male, with tinges of female
♂┏━━━━━━━━━┓
Derived from the chromosome
┗━━━━━━━━━┛『xy』
░▓░Sexuality
[Relationship Status] Single
░▓░Age Twenty ⇝ 20
░▓░Place of Birth Abakan ⇝ Russia
⊱ Nationalities Russian, American
⊱ Ethnicities Russian, German, Austrian
░▓░Date of Birth October 30th ⇝ 1:32 AM
⊱ Zodiacal symbol ♏ ➠ Scorpio ➠ (view spoiler)
«I have a special set of skills»
Sᴏʟᴅɪᴇʀ
Micah is tasked with the job of gathering intelligence on whatever mission that they have been assigned to. He can do it through the field, or through his trusty computer and hacking abilities. Yes, he was spotted by the militia primarily because of his hacking abilities. He is, however, perfectly capable of working assault. No one seems to understand that he is capable of firing a weapon, because most have never seen him do it. He prefers to keep that skill of his hidden in case someone should try to use him to their advantage, and he really doesn't like being used by anyone- doesn't matter who they are. He's kind of a free spirit.
Tʜᴇ Bᴇɪɴɢ
▐▒ Face Claim Rooney Mara
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▐☸▒ Micah isn't a male with many masculine features, save the lone indicator between his legs. Born with ambiguous genitalia, he has the exterior appearance of a female from the waist up. It's a struggle he's had to deal with for much of his life, and it has come to the point where he no longer finds it to be much of a bother. Now, to move on to a more detailed description of his current medical dilemma.
Micah isn't exactly the tallest person, reaching the maximum altitude of five feet and six inches. He's just above average, and doesn't much care for the comments that can come with the knowledge of his combined height and medical condition. He weighs a solid hundred thirty pounds, which is all thanks to his fast metabolism. He doesn't put on much weight due to the constant burning of fat. With a slender frame, he quite thankfully has little to no noticeable curves. Being a male as opposed to a female has lead him to some turmoil that he can't often single out to solve. Despite being small in stature, he has a rather long torso with proportionally long arms that aren't muscular whatsoever.
Upon a triangular visage sits a rather fair complexion. There have been a number of comments that link him close to porcelain dolls, and he's no fan of them. His raven black tresses stop just by his shoulders, and although this presents him to be more feminine, he hasn't had the motivation to cut it. His eyes often have the appearance of being sunken in or sleep deprived, but it's mostly the latter. His oculars are a dark blue color, but can be regarded as a darker green in certain lights. Another thing to note is that he does have eyebrows; they've simply been dyed blonde. His lips are thin, and rather pale, even against his skin.
The last thing to focus on is his voice. It's just as feminine as the rest of him, but has the faint tinges of masculinity. It is heavily accented, and he prefers to keep it that way, without any dilution.
||☳|| [ Dᴇᴛᴀɪʟs ]
⊱ Hair Pigmentation Raven Black
⊱ Eye Pigmentation Turbulent Blue/Shadowed Green
⊱ Altitude 5 ft 6
⊱ Ponderosity 130 lbs
⊰⊱ Distinguishing Marks
▶ Tattoos
(view spoiler) The rest can be seen in the pictures.
▶ Piercings: also seen in the pictures, as he sticks to the facial area for his piercings.
||☳|| [ Sᴛʏʟᴇ ]
Micah has a peculiar style that normally consists of black clothing, and pants that are made with the sag in them. His hair is a mess of styling most of the time, and he never has a clear idea of what he wants to do with it. Moving down to his feet, they are perpetually clad in combat boots until whenever it is that he is scheduled to die. He prefers that over the option of women's foot wear.
||☳|| [ Mᴇɴᴛᴀʟɪᴛʏ ]
⊱ Trait
⊱ Trait
⊱ Trait
↧ Cᴏɴᴛ'ᴅ Bᴇʟᴏᴡ
↥ Cᴏɴᴛ'ᴅ Fʀᴏᴍ Aʙᴏᴠᴇ➥ Tʜɪs ᴛᴇᴍᴘʟᴀᴛᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ᴄʜᴀʀᴀᴄᴛᴇʀ ʜᴀs ʙᴇᴇɴ ᴍᴀʟɪᴄɪᴏᴜsʟʏ ᴄᴏᴍᴘɪʟᴇᴅ ʙʏ ғɪᴇɴᴅ
© Fɪᴇɴᴅ(view spoiler)
Dɪsᴄʟᴀɪᴍᴇʀ: (view spoiler)
↻ Pᴀʀᴛ ᴛᴡᴏ
⊱ Trait
⊱ Trait
«Something like the holocaust»
Micah is more of an introverted person, and tends to keep to himself as much as possible, even during missions. He isn't one of the introverts that is shy and timid, but simply doesn't believe in human interaction being of any benefit to him. People aren't his favorite things in the world, and he doesn't feel that he needs to speak with them. In this sense, it makes him a quiet person.He's fine with being called as such, but isn't a label to place on him that works effectively. Just be careful of how you intend to break him out of his reservation, as it can result in some form of violence if not done properly.
Calculation is only reasonable in Micah's field of work. What he does requires quite a bit of calculation, and a meticulous nature only further advances any advantage already gained. Micah has a knack for being exceptional calculative, and it is both a strength and weakness. Taking his time to take in every detail shows how much he has to observe, and the meticulous side of him won't allow for any fine detail being missed, even if it's as small as can be. Micah would simply dismiss it as part of his job when confronted on how well he does, and will make no move to correct statements of genius unless they are more far-fetched than he's willing to allow it to go.
Micah will most definitely tell you if he doesn't have a particular liking to you. He doesn't have the mindset to withhold such information, especially if it will get in the way of later interactions, or avoided interactions. In a sense, he can be seen as cruel because of how blunt he is, and the way he often delivers the truth of the situations at hand. This cruelty is just about as far as it extends to, and he has no real intention of turning it into anything else. Should it get past the avenue of truth, it's likely that you've done something to anger him in some way, or you've made the mistake of touching his equipment.
If one were to break the reserved exterior of Micah in a haphazard manner, it would elicit the appearance of a more violent side of him. He will raise to a level of aggression in a peculiar manner that would be similar to the anger of a mother towards her child in some instances. He would present a calm facade that snaps just before he displays violent tendencies linked to an elevated aggression. Micah doesn't normal display such a temperament, and can be kept calm in most situations. He finds that there are some triggers that are far more dangerous to pull than that of a gun.
As a result of Micah being a quiet and reserved soul, he's naive to a great deal of the world. His lack of participation in what goes on outside of a mission leads to the lack of him having any experience of the things around him. This also leads him to be quite curious. It contradicts his reserved nature, but has a tendency to stray out from his usual sideline activity. This could often get him into situations of trouble that he can sometimes get himself out of without much help, or assistance.
░▓░Adulation
✓ Silence
✓ Thinking
✓ Chess
✓ Being able to not have use of a gun
✓ Rain
✓ Storms
✓ Technology
░▓░Abhorrence
✗ His equipment being touched
✗ Being flirted with by the male population
✗ Sunshine
✗ Loud places
✗ People
░▓░Fortitude
☰Cerebral☰
♦ Calculation
To be able to calculate anything faster than a computer could is indeed a strength, and there have been a number of speculators who believed that this might be a sign of variance.
♦ Comprehension
Micah displays an ability to comprehend things faster than most subjects would be able to. This is again considered part of some form of variance, but it's usually dismissed.
♦ Memory
Micah has an eidetic memory, meaning he can recall sounds, images, and smells with complete precision without the requirement of some form of repetition.
☷Corporeal☷
♦ Precision
Micah has a knack for hitting things on the mark, even if he doesn't shoot too often. It's probably the only reason they allow him to be in the field.
░▓░Decrepitude
☰Cerebral☰
♢ Emotional Control
Micah has a good time keeping most of his emotions in check, but there are a few that slip more often than most. Anger, for one, and the absolute disparity that can sometimes be found in the tone of his voice is another than he has yet to become to the master of.
♢ Concentration
Yes, Micah can keep himself concentrated if he works hard, but he often gets bored of the tasks he's been assigned to, and strays from what he needs to do.
☷Corporeal☷
♢ Strength
No, Micah isn't the pillar of strength, and it's a wonder he even passed the examination to become a soldier at all.
♢ Stamina
Micah doesn't do well with stamina. It has to be one of the downsides of his physique being so haphazard, even if he doesn't put on weight. No, the act of weight gain may be hard, but staying in line with everyone on a morning run is just as difficult for him. It's not that he's at all out of shape; he just wasn't built for running the distance and speed required of him.
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◤Mɪᴄᴀʜ Mɪᴋʜᴀɪʟ Tsᴀʀ◥
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▆↜Ⓜ▐▐ The day before Halloween, and the only activity buzzing in the halls of a Russian hospital after midnight was the labor of a young woman, or someone who appeared to be so.
The night had brought forth a storm like no other, and it shook even the sturdiest of buildings. The power had gone out, but the generators had failed to start up. The lives of many in the hospital were at stake, even the small child that was currently attempting to enter the world whilst his mother's screams contributed to the frantic panicking of doctors, nurses, medical aids, and more. The patients had even lifted up complaints of the woman's terrible wailing.
One old woman in particular had requested that the husband deal with the woman's irritating suffering in some manner, and it gave pause to the doctors. The woman had come in on her own, and assured them that the father of the child would arrive after her. That had been declared nearly five hours ago, and the speed of her labor had not once progressed past her excruciating pain.
The concerned both doctors and nurses involved in her delivery, and they sought an answer by means of the woman herself. The one moment that the noise had died down was by far the most troubling for them, and would eventually lead to a decision on the woman's part. A decision that would change the lives of many in the hospital at the time.
The true beginnings of labor began as they questioned the woman, to which she didn't answer a good deal of them. There was also the factor of most being deceptive answers that would turn up no results in future searches, aside from her name.
"Ma'am, I need to ask you your name," was the first question to leave a timid doctor as he stared at the blonde in labor before him. Her eyes were a hazy blue, but at this moment they almost appeared to be violet. Her gaze turned incredulous, like she hadn't given the information upon her arrival.
"Where is your husband," the doctor managed to get out over the terrible wailing of the woman. Her skin glistened with the sweat of the effort she used to straighten herself up on the hospital bed, reaching over to the doctor asking her the questions. Hand clasping around the collar of his shirt, she pulled him forward roughly, and began to state her claims.
"I have been in labor for the past five hours," she started, "I don't need your questions unless they help me get this baby out. He's been waiting for eight months, and I really think he's ready now to see the world. Now, if we could get on with this, I'd like for my hormones to get back in check, and see my son."
The doctor, thoroughly intimidated by the hormonal woman in the process of giving birth to her first child, nodded in response and set about aiding a new life into the world.
However, as the labor progressed, something began to happen to the woman. The pain of labor wasn't uncommon, but the pain she experiencing wasn't the usual sort. The doctors were concerned that something was wrong, very wrong. The child was too small to be causing the trouble that it was at this point, and they didn't know what the problem was.
In the time it took for them to even think about what went wrong, the woman gave birth on her own. She'd ruled out the possibility of help from any of the doctors, although she had already been very far along in the labor.
When the doctors turned back to the where the woman was supposed to be lying in bed, what they instead found was an empty hospital bed with bloodied sheets. The first thought was that she was somewhere in the room giving off her last breaths of life while still in labor, and so they searched the room. When the woman didn't seem to turn up in the confines of the hospital room, they panicked.
The same woman they sought stood out in the cold, her baby boy in her arms. The expression that covered her visage was inscrutable, and gave off a distant feel, as though she were in some other place and time. The look would haunt both mother and child throughout both lives, and things would change far more drastically.
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▆↜Ⓜ▐▐ The first sign of Micah's unusual predicament was when he was six.
He began to take on feminine features, starting with the growth of his hair and the shaping of his face. Being six, he didn't much take notice of it, and thought that it was natural. His mother, doctors, and peers of his kindergarten class thought otherwise. Now, his mother had always been understanding and what mother isn't supposed to love their child? She treated it as any other appearance of his, and began to register him in school as a female. The action wasn't in a means of choosing what he was supposed to be, but was a means of protection that a young Micah didn't quite understand.
He didn't understand why he was being forced into girl's clothes, or going with the girls when it came time to change clothing.
The first happening of his exposure in school was an innocent trip to the bathroom. He'd become used to sitting down when the need for the emptying of bladder came, but something was telling him otherwise
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on that day. He strode into the boy's bathroom without a care and went as he would without the hindrance of the pretense of being a female. Unfortunately for him, a student from the neighboring classroom had also had the mind to use the restroom as well.
The act in itself was innocent to both parties, but in respect to the young man, he did walk into the bathroom to find a seven year old girl with suspected cooties lifting up her dress and holding something he thought only little boys should have. The look of panic that crossed both boys faces was to result in a stern put down on part of Micah by his school's principal. No, they didn't believe what he was doing was right, but he'd gotten so adjusted to this way of life, that it'd begun to seem right.
It was a choice he made of his own sound judgement to continue portraying a female, and restrain himself to the confines of feminine areas, especially when puberty decided to gift him with even more feminine features.
For six more years he was burdened with the hopes and crushing blows of ever being what he truly was: male. It was hard on him and his family, but they endured. His mother was the most reverent about sticking with what they'd decided on, even if his father began to grow disgusted with his only son.
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▆↜Ⓜ▐▐ Micah's first friendship was something other than that to the other party.
Micah had begun a friendship with the young boy that had ratted him out to his principal at the tender age of seven. The two had split when Micah had moved schools, but when they had reunited in the eighth grade, both weren't the same.
Puberty had not given Micah the chance to be much of a male in appearance, especially not with the growth of more feminine indicators. Albeit they were rather minuscule, they were noticeable to draw attention from the same gender with the guise of being the opposite one. He had been flirted with quite endlessly by hormonal and prepubescent boys who would later discover that the she was actually a he, emphasis on the masculine indicator dangling between his legs when he used the restroom.
Micah's mother had been able to get him into a educational institute that allowed for him to dress as a female, but use all the male facilities with ease. This, of course, was done in a manner that included a number of scandalous pictures of the principal and underage girls in compromising positions. Yes, it would otherwise be known as blackmail, but Micah's mother wasn't one to be technical when it came to her children, and didn't waste her breath with bargaining unless she had some leverage.
Now, the young man who'd previously gotten Micah removed from school had forgotten about the ordeal with a year or two of therapy. His name was Richard, which he had shortened to Rich towards amiable presences. Having forgotten, when he'd laid eyes on an older Micah, he saw only the feminine exterior. The process of them even becoming friends was a rocky one, as Micah wasn't someone who forgot very easily, and that Rich had been persuaded to befriend the young male through a bet.
At any rate, they became friends, and the opposing party began to develop something else entirely. The question of sexuality was further clouded by the question of sexual identity, and neither party was quite sure of how to answer either of those questions without disrupting the peace of each party. One assumed that the two of them were dating, which would be rich. He bought Micah gifts that were rather expensive with the pretense of courtship, which was not seen as so by Micah.
Micah called off the confusing affair before it could go much further, which it had almost done so when Rich attempted to make lip to lip contact with Micah on numerous occasions. It was clear to say that Rich later wanted close to nothing to do with him for the better part of their middle school career. However, after the first couple days of the ninth grade in the confines of all the same classrooms, they settled the differences and became the friends that they should have been before.
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▆↜Ⓜ▐▐ The decision for change was everything that Micah needed, but didn't want.
His mother had always been a floaty type of person, someone who wasn't very easy to find in true times of need that involved people other than his younger sister or himself. She would just disappear for a few hours, leaving in a huff and coming back in a far better mood.
Micah's father suspected her of cheating, but had never seemed to have the heart to confront her about it until a drunken night in August that he followed the woman to her usual hunting ground for her variance.
The children had been strapped into the backseat of the truck that had been used as a familial transport for the better part of their lives. The swerving of the car gave them no reassurance that they would be walking out of the car in the next half our breathing or intact.
They attempted to persuade the man to pull over and let the next designated driver take over, which would be Micah as he had turned seventeen the year earlier. His father just continued on with his drunken mess of driving, endangering every single person on the road. The trio arrived at a bar that Galina Tsar had pulled into not minutes before.
When they stepped inside, what they had expected to find was a flirtatious mood with their mother in the midst of adultery, but what they found could have been far worse. The lone blonde stood in the midst of a sea of blood, her own hands covered in the life essence. The expression of pure ecstasy that had been placed over her face was more than confusing to all the members of the Tsar family.
The look of pure hate filled the next moment as his father stared out at the creature before him, who held a pleading expression as she began to steadily back up. In the moment that Micah blinked, he lost both his parents. His mother ran out first, and was followed closely behind by his father. They went out the back, a shot ran out, and his father returned to the bar in a haze of adrenaline and anger. There was no blood, but he appeared as if he wanted blood to be spilled. It seemed that the knowledge of her being a variant was something worse than her cheating.
Micah suspected that his mother was dead, but his father wouldn't be so angry if she truly was.
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▆↜Ⓜ▐▐ With aging, came a knowledge unknown to most.
Micah made the decision to leave the home and comfort he'd known for a very long time to pursue his mother. It took a toll on his father, who had slipped in and out of disowning his only son to settle for regarding him as a disgrace for ever having been born. He understood that his genes were a good deal of the reason why his son was the way he was, but it didn't bother him in the least bit.
The two had never gotten along, and there wasn't ever a possibility for the two of them to. No, to his father his genes were tainted with that of a thing that had whittles its way into his life. It took the best years of his life, and he was not one to be happy about it.
The entire family knew how he felt about that kind. To say what they were was like raising Satan from his sleep.
So, unable to stand what the disappearance of his mother had created, Micah left for a career that would bring him closer to finding her. He resolved that he'd find her, get his young sister, and leave the anger of his father behind.
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Galina Tsar
(☰) ╯x ┊❝ Mother / Missing ▍▍▍▍ ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ 10 out of 10
Mikhail Tsar
(☰) ╯x ┊❝ Father / Alive ▍▍▍▍ ♥♥♥ 3 out of 10
Astrid Tsar
(☰) ╯x ┊❝ Younger Sister / Alive ▍▍▍▍ ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ 10 out of 10
I am so glad you changed your 18 year old male. It looked like my 14 year old little brother.
I started hating that pic and the new one I chose wouldn't work so I changed it again.
I need to find a picture so I can show you how close it was.
Here he is at a renaissance thing
lloks like crow boy
Alex Stam
Do you know him?
No. I googled Alex Stam. Can you post a picture of who he supposedly looks like?
No, but Crow boy is in my class
Yes he does, stupid Crows
where in the world did the name crow boy come from?
He's a crow
In his past life
