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Name: Perry Costis
Age: 18
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Bisexual
Province[Nuked or Fallout]: Fallout
Appearance:

Hair: Dyed red
Eyes: Light Blue
Height: Roughly 5'4
Personality:
Perry likes to stay to herself, she doesn't much interact with her gang. But she will go on raids and missions with them only for the chance to survive- just like everyone else has been doing. She sometimes cuts herself, just for the feeling of being alive in this dead world that used to be home.
History
During the Rage Virus Perry lost most of her family. The only one who had survived was her younger sister who was six at the time. During that period she tried surviving, and she wanted to just for the sake of her sister. But then her sister mutated into a Deviant- a shadow. She tried to continue taking care of her sister but the six year old could barely keep her power under control. Not wanting to kill her sister, of do something drastic she abandoned her. Of course now she regrets her decision but in this world it's survive or die, she just prays her sister is still okay.
Skills
>Running
>Surviving
>Making Decisions
>Staying out of the spotlight
>She can sense when a Deviant is near
>Silence
>Reading
>Staying human
Weapon(s) of choice
Often carried around sharpeners knives, and anything she can get her hands on. She also has a gun, but rarely uses it with the three bullets that are left.

Age: 17.
Gender: Female.
Sexuality: Pansexual.
Province:Fallout.
Appearance:

Madge is fairly tall, with a very skinny frame. Her hair is a straight, platinum blonde. Her eyes are the brightest emerald you'll ever see.
Personality:Madge is very outspoken; closed off to the world. She's very sly and cunning, able to get out of almost every situation and can solve problems easily. She also isn't afraid to speak her mind when she has to.
History:Madge was born into Fallout--her parents being one of the members before her time. Her family chose Fallout over Nuked because of the morals Fallout had. Her younger sister was killed by a member of Nuked.
Skills:
Speed
Agility
Cat-like reflexes
Intelligence
Basic hand-to-hand combat.
Weapon(s) of choice: A crowbar.
Other:She despises all members of Nuked.
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Neverland. - { Hᴇʀᴇ's ᴛᴏ Nᴇᴠᴇʀ Gʀᴏᴡɪɴɢ Uᴘ }, Counting bodies like sheep, to the rhythm of the Wardrums.
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" We are living on the brink of the apocalypse, but the world is [ a s l e e p ] "


{Full Name}- Remissae Anelle Kreiss
Pronunciation: Rem-uh-say
Nickname(s): [ Remi | Rem | Rems ]
☢{Hourglass}Twenty-one 21
☢Date of Birth:May 02
☢Place of Birth:New York City
{Gender} Female | Feminine | Muliebrous
{Sexuality} Heterosexual;
Romantic attraction, sexual attraction, or sexual behavior between persons of the opposite gender.
{Province} Nuked-- "Get in and kill."

" If there's a future, we want it [ N O W] "
-Paramore
{Appearance}
Face Claim: Teresa Palmer




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-HAIR: Blonde, ending below mid back.
-EYES: Azure blue.
-SKIN: Smooth; tanned to the slightest.
-HEIGHT: Exactly 5'7
-WEIGHT: Roughly 130 lbs.


" Get up the staircase, then [ d e s t r o y ] it."
{Personality} Remissae is hard, rough, and closed off. She rarely socializes with people she doesn't trust entirely. Although she acts as if anyone and everyone is the enemy, if you look close enough, you'll find that she is simply dead set on surviving this hell she was born into-- Underneath the calloused facade, she's actually a very kind, caring individual. But nonetheless, her harsh personality usually spells out one thing to strangers; stay away.
{History} TBA.

" Keep moving, keep low, keep quiet, keep [ a l e r t ] "
{Skills}
✘ Intelligence
✘ Strength
✘ Mastery of combat and fighting technique
✘ Stamina
✘ 14 years of experience
{Weapon(s) of Choice}
Primary: Semiautomatic Rifle
Secondary: Tomahawk
Secondary Handheld: Screw Driver
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" We are living on the brink of the apocalypse, but the world is [ a s l e e p ] "


{Full Name}- Remissae Anelle Kreiss
Pronunciation: Rem-uh-say
Nickname(s): [ Remi | Rem | Rems ]
☢{Hourglass}Twenty-one 21
☢Date of Birth:May 02
☢Place of Birth:New York City
{Gender} Female | Feminine | Muliebrous
{Sexuality} Heterosexual;
Romantic attraction, sexual attraction, or sexual behavior between persons of the opposite gender.
{Province} Nuked-- "Get in and kill."

" If there's a future, we want it [ N O W] "
-Paramore
{Appearance}
Face Claim: Teresa Palmer




(view spoiler)
-HAIR: Blonde, ending below mid back.
-EYES: Azure blue.
-SKIN: Smooth; tanned to the slightest.
-HEIGHT: Exactly 5'7
-WEIGHT: Roughly 130 lbs.


" Get up the staircase, then [ d e s t r o y ] it."
{Personality} Remissae is hard, rough, and closed off. She rarely socializes with people she doesn't trust entirely. Although she acts as if anyone and everyone is the enemy, if you look close enough, you'll find that she is simply dead set on surviving this hell she was born into-- Underneath the calloused facade, she's actually a very kind, caring individual. But nonetheless, her harsh personality usually spells out one thing to strangers; stay away.
{History} TBA.

" Keep moving, keep low, keep quiet, keep [ a l e r t ] "
{Skills}
✘ Intelligence
✘ Strength
✘ Mastery of combat and fighting technique
✘ Stamina
✘ 14 years of experience
{Weapon(s) of Choice}
Primary: Semiautomatic Rifle
Secondary: Tomahawk
Secondary Handheld: Screw Driver
" No place is safe, only [ s a f e r ] "

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Neverland. - { Hᴇʀᴇ's ᴛᴏ Nᴇᴠᴇʀ Gʀᴏᴡɪɴɢ Uᴘ }, Counting bodies like sheep, to the rhythm of the Wardrums.
(last edited Sep 10, 2013 04:24PM)
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[[ Wow, what a nice character. (: Feel free to start Roleplaying whenever you'd like! Can't wait to see how he and Remissae's relationship plays out. ]]

Age: 32.
Gender: Male.
Sexuality: Heterosexual (Though Felix hasn't thought about getting laid in quite some time.
Province[Nuked, Fallout, or Loner]: Loner.
Appearance: Felix is about six feet tall with a curved frame and broad shoulders. He has pale skin and dark and buzzed light brown hair. His left eye is a faded grey while his right is a deep blue. He has sharp facial features and the years of living in this new hell has put some age into his skin. He is lucky enough to have all his teeth.

Personality: Felix is isn't outgoing, but he isn't sullen. He is not afraid to talk to people and tell them what's on his mind. Though he is rather reserved with his words. Felix is much older than most of the people traveling the wastes and with age comes wisdom. Felix has a large enough heart to help the people that he can and smart enough to know when to look down and keep walking. He knows what it takes to survive, but Felix believes in karma and he hopes that one day a stranger will help him in his time of need. He knows that will never happen, but dreams are nice, one of the few things that keep him going. Felix has a broad sense of humor, though only his friends are able to see him use it. Above all else he is brave. Years as a navy Corpsman have instilled a few core values in him. Mainly! food in the navy sucks and bullets can't hurt you if you're not scared.
History: Felix was born a good while before the apocalypse started to a small town in Georgia. He was raised mainly by his mother since his father was away on business most of the time. Felix later learned his dad was a con man and a crook and disowned him. On his seventeenth birthday he joined the navy's medical program. He served six years over seas as a medic in a marine corps platoon and then a few years back in the states trying to keep order as the apocalypse settled in. He has seen his fair share of death and pain and knows how to handle it. After the majority of the military failed he decided to stick with some remaining fragments of marine units and stuck it out to survive. Eventually they all died or moved on and Felix was left alone. He has been alone ever since. Wandering the wastes and trying to tough it out.
Skills:
-Military discipline: Felix was trained a good while on how to use a large variety of weapons and how to handle combat.
-Doctor: He may not be as good as the genetic disasters walking around, but he still has a wealthy bank of knowledge of medicine and the human body as well as a large doctors kit. His kit has some things the mutants can't do like morphine and adrenaline shots.
-Old man: Felix has lived long enough to understand the world. The cold, dark, gruesome, unforgiving world. He is very wise and generally smart. Smarter than those born after the time of ending.
-Honest Abe: One of the things Felix prides himself on is his sincerity and truthfulness. He does not lie often and will usually tell people how it is in black and white.
Clothing: Felix wears a pair of black leather combat boots tied tight with grey shoe laces. He has a pair of blue and black cammo pants held up with a black felt belt. The pants are cuffed at the mid level of the boot and have built in leather knee pads. The belt has a small iron buckle, He wears a white cotton undershirt with a blue and black cammo jacket over it. The jacket is zipped up and has the insignia for a staff sergeant on it's right side. He wears black leather gloves and a black fabric scarf wrapped around his neck. He wears a pair of black sunglasses and a blue and black cammo boony hat.
Weapon(s) of Choice: He has a AR-15 with an attachable bayonet and also a Bowie knife nestled in a small leather holster on his left boot
Gear: Felix has a small grey backpack held tightly to his back. Inside the backpack is his medical kit, spare ammo, a journal, a canteen filled with water, and a lighter.
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Neverland. - { Hᴇʀᴇ's ᴛᴏ Nᴇᴠᴇʀ Gʀᴏᴡɪɴɢ Uᴘ }, Counting bodies like sheep, to the rhythm of the Wardrums.
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Love the detail in your post. And no, you don't have to be approved. You can start RPing whenever you like. (:

Parker Banlie
Age:
18
Gender:
Female
Sexuality:
Straight
Province[Nuked, Fallout, or Loner]:
Loner
Appearance:

Personality:
Parker is normally quiet and soft- spoken. She's nice to everyone and believes the best. She refuses to join a group, unless she has a very good reason to. She's funny and really smart. She doesn't have a problem with anyone, unless they cross her line. As nice as she can be, if she gets pushed enough, she'll snap. She's definitely someone you don't want to cross if she gets mad. She can be mean if it comes to it.
History:
Like most kids, she never knew her parents. She doesn't remember the first eight years of her life. She lives alone.
Skills:
Running, climbing, jumping, fighting
Weapon(s) of Choice:
Her fists
Other:
She has this tattoo:

(Translation: Never give up)
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