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(I got this Idea after watching 'I am Legend' XD)

"Fear, Betrayal, Strength, Courage, Love..."

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[b]Name:[/b]
[b]Gender:[/b]
[b]Age: (16-18)[/b]
[b]Fear(s):[/b]
[b]Personality:[/b]
[b]Appearance:[/b]
[b]Crush: [/b]
[b]Weapon:[/b]

Role-play Example:[/b]

.::My Character::.

Name: Scott "Scotty" Peterson

Gender: Male

Age: 17

Fear(s): Seeing those he cares about killed or hurt.

Personality: Scott's a hyperactive runt. The youngest of five boys, Scotty learned early how to solve problems with his fists. With four older brothers on his side, fights tended to end before the runt of the litter could maneuver into punching distance, so Scotty trained himself to run. He ran everywhere, all the time, until he could beat his pack of mad dog siblings to the fight. He's clever and quick witted, and a real cocky jerk. But when it comes down to it he's brave and loyal and caring.

Appearance: http://www.flickr.com/photos/37702083@N06/4260115775/in/photostream/ (minus lip piercings)

Crush: None (feel free to make a character who likes him)

Weapon: A baseball bat, old shotgun, and he also has his GSD, Luca. (http://farm1.static.flickr.com/192/521093719_56cc787a00.jpg)

PLEASE JOIN!!

Name: Mandy "Felix" Frost
Gender: Female
Age: 17
Fear(s): Nothing
Personality: Very tom-boyish and grown up since the apocolypse. Very strong and doesn't cry ever. She can kill just about anything. Doesn't tell anyone her real name and goes by the name Felix.
Appearance: http://www.google.com/imgres?q=katniss+ ... 24&bih=571
Crush: Open
Weapon: Sword and a bow and arrow

Role-play Example: The sun never showed it's face around New York anymore. It seemed that way for 17 year old Felix. She sighed as she polished her sharp, bloody sword, removing all of the dried on blood. She wrinkled her nose as a breeze picked up carrying the scent of thousands of dead bodies. With another sigh she swung her sword with great spead and sunk it into a mail box. It was getting late, and the mutants would be out soon. Felix stiffened and walked stiffly over to her apartment, where she locked hersel in for the night.

Accepted

I'm gonna use these two if you don't mind, if you do i can change it ^ U ^

Name: Alfred
Gender: Male
Age: (16-18)
Fear(s): Death, not being the hero, Artie when he's mad, losing Artie, the mutants, Scary stories, ghosts, etc.
Personality: Alfred is an energetic and headstrong character, The self-proclaimed leader of the school, his catchphrase is "I'm the hero!" His ideas for solving problems are often absurd, but he is usually oblivious to the opinions of others. Alfred's ideas and inventions are grand, but rarely go anywhere. Has a crippling fear of ghosts, Alfred is frequently seen clutching a hamburger, or eating while speaking. He is often portrayed as a rude fellow and one who has disregard for whom his actions affect or just what they might be. Despite his faults, he cares about his friends and always helps others.
Appearance: http://www.iaza.com/work/110831C/iaza11523655132700.png <-- The one on the left ;3
Crush: Arthur < 3
Weapon: A small dagger he carries around, but mainly random objects.

Role-play Example:
Alfred walked slowly along the sidewalk, waiting for his british friend, Arthur. He walked up to the docks and found him sitting alone, watching the water.
"What if we become one of them Alfred?" He asked the other, who sighed.
"I- I don't know. But, maybe we'll still be friends?" the american joked, only to get glared at by the britain.
"I hope so.." The brit remarks, grabbing the other's hand.


Name: Arthur
Gender: Male
Age: (16-18)
Fear(s): He doesn't show fear, but inside he's afraid of loosing Alfred, death and being alone.
Personality: He is depicted as an irritable young man, a cynical and sharp-tongued gentleman. Some of his notable character traits include his terrible cooking skills, foul mouth. He's usually recognized for his large eyebrows, spiky blond hair and beautiful green eyes.
Appearance: http://www.iaza.com/work/110831C/iaza11523655132700.png <-- The one on the right ;3
Crush: Alfred (But he wouldn't tell anyone)
Weapon: A sword (he's old-school)

Role-play Example:
Arthur sat on the dock. It's nearly lunch time, He thought to himself. Alfred should be here by now.. He thought, before hearing footsteps. He didn't turn, knowing it was his american friend.
"What if we become one of them, Alfred?" He asks, pulling a hand through his spiky hair. Alfred sighs behind him.
"I-I don't know..But maybe we'll still be friends?" He joked, but Arthur simply glared.
"I hope so.." He says, standing and grabbing Alfred's hand.

@Egg, Felix shall not fall for either of them (;

@Flav0rs: Cool o3o

@flavors: lol XD

@Egg: I don't care a bit if you use them, they're accepted :3

Do you mind Wolf having a canine companion?

Name: Alice Mayhall
Gender: Female
Age: 16
Fear(s): Losing Wolf.
Personality: Sweet, funny, and extremely caring. Alice is good at taking care of wounds and ailments.
Appearance: http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/281844_193768930683619_100001515415043_560654_135688_n.jpg
Crush: ---
Weapon: Taurus Judge

Role-play Example:

"La da dum, la da dee, la dadada deda de dum..." Alice sang silently to herself as she sat in the corner cleaning her gun. She had killed a mutant the night before, and its dark blood had splattered all over her and the gun, but she neglected to clean it. She had decided to take care of Wolf instead. He was getting over a terrible cold, and Alice needed him to recover as fast as possible. It was already dangerous enough in this city, without being sick. She looked over at him. The early morning light shined on him through the cracks of the boarded up windows as he slept. Peaceful.

Name: Wolf Labree
Gender: Male
Age: 17
Fear(s): Losing Alice, losing Thorne
Personality: Generally nice and cool. Wolf is all for having as much fun as possible, but he does have a bit of a temper, and can be a bit of a downer at time. He has no problem killing when necessary. Wolf is slightly obsessed with his weapons, and most think he is a bit crazy.
Appearance: http://cdn2.mixrmedia.com/wp-uploads/girlybubble/blog/2011/02/shia-labeouf.jpg
Crush:---
Weapon: Butterfly knives (5 of them, each has its own name), Ruger KP345 (named Sammy), and Thorne (wolf mix, canine companion, trained to attack on command)

Role-play Example: Do I really have to do another one?

Name: Thorne
Age: 3
Breed: Wolf/German Shepherd mix
Appearance: http://plantphys.info/organismal/lechtml/images/wolfdog.jpg

Hopefully it's fine if I don't know about different types of guns?

Name: Erica Sarlos
Gender: Female
Age: (16-18) 18
Fear(s): Falling in love, having to depend on someone for the rest of her life, death.
Personality: Erica is vengeful, sly and selfish. A little bit on the evil side of the spectrum, she doesn't mind manipulating people just a tad to get what she wants. She is humorous, but her sense of humour is rather strange and she can be a little bit mean. She's not very extraverted and prefers keeping to herself, but she does have friends. Erica is generally not very symphatetic. She's pessimistic, snarky and not very helpful, yet she's extremely intelligent. But she's got no will to act and no motivation. She prefers to follow than to lead, finding responsibility troublesome.
Appearance: http://blindgossip.com/wp-content/uploa ... girl-7.jpg
Crush: Nobody
Weapon: She can make anything she sees into a weapon - a stick, a piece of glass, sand, etc. plus various guns (she knows how to shoot).
Other: She cannot sleep without a handmade calico cat plush one kid once gave to her when she was little. It was her birthday, and she was in school. That kid gave it to her as a present. At first she was a bit embarrassed about it, but now she values it very much. The kid had died before people became zombie-like.


Role-play Example: Erica found herself in the attic. She hid her guns there and she could watch what's going on outside through the small window. It was a perfect place to be safe in, and if it comes to that she has to jump out of the window to escape - she could do it. The house her family used to live in was rather small and if she needed to jump out of any of the windows, she wouldn't get too hurt. Erica picked up one of her guns and stormed outside, walking down the stairs and through the door. She locked the doors as she cautiously watched what's going on behind her, just in case, and then went to a store. She was running out of food already. She used to observe the mutants activity patterns, and she promised herself to go out only when the risk of getting hurt is low. This time was that kind of time. The store was abandoned but it still had some food, and Rikki felt completely no sort of guilt when it came to stealing in this situation. She picked up what she needed and went back to her house. She didn't go out much, but she realized there must be some other normal people out there and teaming up with them would be neccesarry. She delayed the date of trying to find someone to tomorrow, though.

Bizarre & Spirit: You guys are accepted, and I don't care if Wolf has a dog.

Anyway, we've got enough people to start XD, it might go kinda slow until the weekend comes around though... but oh well 8D

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Night had fallen on the cold winter night. The once busy city of New York was eerily silent. Two figures moved through the dark, one was Scott Peterson... one of the last humans alive. At his side moved a young, shadow black, German shepherd, Luca. The boy pulled the hood of his Hollister jacket over his head, to keep his ears warm. He had one hand in the front pocket of his hoodie, the other hand gripped a flashlight. The pale beam of light stretched a few yards out in-front of him, lighting the dark night. He cursed under his breath which rose as a faint mist, he had left his bat and his older brother's gun at home... all he had now was Luca. He looked down at his dog, his only companion. The dog had a solid glare on his face, Scotty felt sorry for him. Luca had never got to be a pet, he was more like a soldier. Scotty stopped when Luca stopped, and started to growl into the darkness. Scotty gulped and shone his light in that direction, a few mutants stood over a dead bird. They whirled around and hissed at Scotty starting toward him. Luca's barks made them squeal in pain and speed off into the darkness. Since they were blind, they had amazing sense of smell, and hearing... the loud thunder-some barks of a dog caused them pain. Scotty looked down at Luca who wagged his tail awaiting his master's compliment. "Nice job, buddy..." Scotty chuckled as he and the big dog continued into the night. Unaware of the creeping creatures that followed, nimbly avoiding the ray of light Scotty shown when he would turn.

Arthur sat quietly in his large apartment, wathi the sun sink slowly down behind the ghost town once known as New york. He sighed, and looked back at his partner, Alfred, who was pulling large metal sheets over the windows. Seeing Arthur look at him, Alfred smiled, tossin an empty bleach bottle in the trash. He walked over to the Brit and put a hand on his shoulder.
"Time for bed Iggy.." Alfred said, tugging lightly on the britain's shoulder. Arthur sighed and nodded.
"Alright," he stated, pulling a lage metal sheet over his window. He walked into the room the two shared (reluctantly, Alfred had insisted, since he was terrified to sleep alone) and slipped into bed.

Name: Maxwell Harris
Gender: male
Age: (16-18) 16
Fear(s): The mutants, death, making frriends with other survivors, because they might die, etc.
Personality: Ever since the mutant outbreak, he's gotten quieter,more skilled, and scared. He only tries to kill the mutants for his own survival. Fear drives him.
Appearance: Blackish brown hair, green eyes, pale skin. Skinny, wears baggy, torn up pants and a jacket.
Crush: open, but none at the moment
Weapon: He carries a pistol and a crowbar, and sometimes he will find something more useful like a rifle or axe.

Role-play Example:[/b]
Max ran through the street, looking for any open windows or doors. It wasn't safe out here... He needed to get inside, where he could barricade himself in. He spotted a house down the road a bit, with one door wide open. He started to quietly jog towards it. Once he get near it, he shown a light inside to make sure it was empty, which it was. He stepped inside and locked the door behind him. He quickly ran to the kitchen, to make food for himself.

Felix blew into her hands. She had wondered to far from her apartment during the short winter days and was now pressed closely to a wall outside. She didn't dare go into an uncharted house, and by the time the sun dropped she was in a part of town that she had not marked yet. There was scuffling all around her, but these mutants were harmless, it's the bigs ones you had to worry about she thought. Felix gripped her sword tighter and looked blankly at the darkness infront of her. She could feel the rush of wind that passed everytime a mutant zipped passed her. Felix dared not move, if she made a sound, they'd surely attack. She knew that these creatures were blind, but thier hearing was very acute. Another rush of scuffling wizzed past her. This is going to be a long night...Felix thought sadly.

ooc; Wolfox Accepted.

Scotty and Luca continued down the side walk, the flashlight the teen held dimmed suddenly, blinked a few times, then everything went black. "D*** it! Dead batteries..." Scotty growled. "Alright Luca..." he started taking hold of his dog's leash "...Get us home!" Luca barked and started down the sidewalk, he could see quiet well in the dark. The dog paused and sniffed the air... he smelt something... that he hadn't smelt... before. He let out a small whimper and tried to pull Scotty off course. "Where are we goin'?" the boy asked but the dog was on a trail. Both dog and owner stopped when the sudden sounds of mutants scuttling about. Luca squinted and could make out the shape of a... human! Like Scotty! that was the only connection the dog needed. He started barking furiously and the pain filled cries of mutants sounded in the dark as they could be heard speeding away. Scotty pulled out his flash light and hit it against the wall. There was a spark and the dark lit up, the beam pointed directly at Felix, the boy and the dog simply stared at her in confusion and surprise.

Alfred was sleeping soundly when Arthur heard Luca's barking. Arthur sat up and warily pulled up the metal sheet. He saw Scltty and his dog. Standing infront of what looked like Felix. Alfred rolled over and Arthur pulled him up.
"Come on you wank, Scotty's down there!" He said, shaking the american. Alfred got up reluctantly, and the two trudged downstairs and carefully opened the door. They look around (Arthur had never been outside at night, the same for Alfred.) an smiled at the sky. Alfred pulled out a large flashlight, and they walked over towards the others.
"Scotty?" alfred asked, cockin his head.