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Morgan
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Apr 22, 2014 08:22PM
HEYYYYYY
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- I say about ten or eleven years into it - we could do different ones or just keep it simple and basic I can do either one
- I would like there to be a romance but I don't mind playing either gender
- just one please
- haha yeah that's the best - yep we'll throw em in justa spice things up
- go right ahead
- okie dokie
I don't really like spending a whole lot of time on making my characters so I kinda to a happy medium of detailed and simpledAnd btw... How old do you want them to be?
Hahaha okay can you post your character first because Im at school
Name: Alister BarrowNickname: Ali
Gender: male
Age: 20
Height: 6'1"
Appearance: http://www.bing.com/images/search?q=m...
Eyes: grey
Hair: dirty blonde
Skin tone: slightly tan from being outside
Body type: very muscular and fit from constantly exercising and running from massive hordes of zombies
Clothing style: http://www.bing.com/images/search?q=z...
Personality: alister is very tough. Not a lot gets passed him because of the zombie apocalypse. It really changed him. He is very serious most of the time but sometimes you'll see him smile or even laugh. He likes to play around sometimes and is very trustworthy and protective. He is very sarcastic and will do anything to get the last say on something.
Background: The apocalypse happened when he was only ten year old. He watched his own parent get eaten right in front of him and his older brother ran away, leaving him alone and scared. He doesn't know if his brother is still alive or not but he doesn't really care anymore. Alister hid in his house until he learned what was going on and figured out how to kill them, then turned into a zombie killing machine. Killing those creatures was like therapy to him. He took out his angry on every single one he saw.
Weapon of choice: http://www.bing.com/images/search?q=c...
Yeah that really sucks, that would make me super mad >.<
Hahaha yeah same here. I have a bunch of random groups I don't even remember joining
I don't ever join any groups anymore because I got sick of them always stacking up hahah
Oh okay, you don't have to make her now, take your time
It's okay hahaha I understand I was hoping we could rp tonight too
THats perfectly fine hahaI think they should meet up some how, maybe one of them tries to kill the other because they theyre a zombie
Alister sat on the large rock over looking the creek that streamed through the forest. He liked being here. It cleared his mind of everything that's going on and it brought him back to his childhood when he played down by the creek with his brother and caught toads. They would run back to their mother with their pockets full of toads and she would shriek and yell at them to put them back. All he had left were those memories of his family. His mother and father were both eaten alive right in front of him and he no power to stop it from happening because he was only ten at the time, but his brother was fourteen at them time, he could've done something, but he didnt. He sat there and watch then get eaten as well and then ran away, leaving him behind to fend for himself. All of Alister's feelings for his brother were no longer there, like an empty void. Alister leaned back on the rock and took out his crossbow and began to play with one of the bolts. It was so peaceful here.
Over the trinkle of the creek, Alister could hear the soft strumming of a guitar. Where was it coming from? He instantly stood up, readied his crossbow in his hands, and looked around. He spotted a girl, well what looked like a girl, farther down the creek. His first thought was that she was a zombie, so he crouched down on the forest floor and crept closer to her. Whatever she was, she was an amazing guitar player, but Alister trusted no one. He went behind her and took out one of his bolts. He grabbed her and pulled her back so that he restrained her. He gel the bolt up to the side of her neck so that if moved or if she was a zombie he could easily kill her. "Are you living?" He asked her。
Alister loosened his grip but didnt let go, he don't trust her. What she was saying was true, but who knows what she's going to do if he releases her. He couldn't understand some of the words she sad to him because if her country accet. He wasn't going to take any risks with her, letting her go would be a bad mistake if she really was going to do something. "Just because you're living doesn't mean you're not a threat." He told her firmly, not letting go completely.
Alister listened to her quietly and true to make sense with what she was saying with her thick accent. He let go of her completely and took a few steps back, still unsure about her. "I am one of those people." He told her. "That's how you need to be in these times. Trust no one and you'll live.thats just how it goes."
Alister rolled his eyes at her comment. He knew what he was doing and she probably couldn't hurt him even if she had a weapon. He knew how to attack people because he's been doing it for ten years now. "I know what I'm doing." He told her and rested his crossbow on his muscular shoulder.
"Like I said I know what I'm doing." He told her. He wasn't going to let her get to him. He just needed to mind his own business. He walked down to the edge of the creek and sat down. He wanted to finish relaxing before he started walking again.
Alister played with the rocks by his hands. He picked up a few smooth ones and rolled them between his finger tips. He heard the familiar strumming of her guitar. Was she good or what? Alister turned around to face her, an he really noticed her this time. She could okay guitar and she was pretty. "I'm Alister." He told her.
"Nice to meet you too." He smiled at her. He looked back at the water flowing through the rocks. Once he heard her sing he was instantly mesmerized. He had never heard anything like that. He didnt even hear her accent. His mind drifted off as he got lost in her beautiful voice.
Alister picked up a few new rocks and played with them. He wondered how something so beautiful could be trapped in all the darkness and death of the world.
