IC: *Jv stumbles out of the General forum with spammer zombies behind him* *Jv's pit droid companion is on his shoulders* *Jv turns a corner and hides as the spammers shamble past him*
-last edited on May 15, 2018 20:21:14 GMT by EmyCaprean
Post by EmyCaprean on May 15, 2018 20:20:22 GMT
OOC: Whoo, all aboard the hype train! I'm reposting my bio too. Name: Emy. Age: 17. Appearance: A repurposed black ninja outfit; blonde hair in a high ponytail; blue eyes; light complexion. Team: The Resistance. Base Location: No permanent location. Weapons/Gear: A slightly dull katana; an old crossbow with ammo; headlamp; canteen; fire starter; a rusty hunting knife; a small rucksack; a compass; an old, basic map of the MB's; a basic first aid kit; a guitar; and a sketch book with pencils. Additional Info: I'm a roamer and a bit of a lone wolf. I love the back woods and quiet places. I try my best to be positive but it can be hard at times. My goal is to piece together what caused the Apocalypse and survive (and thrive.)
IC: *Jv stumbles out of the General forum with spammer zombies behind him* *Jv's pit droid companion is on his shoulders* *Jv turns a corner and hides as the spammers shamble past him*
*he's tapped on the shoulder with Emy's katana blade* *as Jv turns around, he sees Emy hanging from a lamp post by her legs* *she waves at him and smiles silently*
Name: Kestrel Creed Age: 37 Appearance: Similar to my avatar but he doesn't wear the large belt buckle. His face has the mustache and a slight amount of stubble on his jaw. He has a satchel on his side and many holsters (with pistols) strung about him. Wears a machete on his other side. He has access to multiple throwing knives throughout his outfit. Team: No current team. Base Location: Vehicle. (See "Vehicle" area of bio) Likes: Pistols, knives, trucks, Legos, friends, mangoes, running a mile in under 6 minutes, and skydiving. Dislikes: Spammers (zombies), kale salads, disloyalty, and whoever caused the MB apocalypse is gonna get a lot more than just an earful. Weapons: Has one automatic rifle and a whole lotta pistols with reload magazines. In his truck he carries a shotgun, maldeuce set up in truck bed, and a ton of ammunition. He owns a breakdown sniper rifle that can normally be seen slung over his back when assembled. Survival Equipment: Possesses a lot of military-grade equipment including, but not limited to: MREs (Meals Ready to Eat), breakdown shovels, cots, and other items too long to list here. (Yes I'm a military child ) Vehicle: A large 1994 diesel Dodge Ram pickup truck with an oxidized purple paint job.
*Emy's eyes widen with alarm and she hauls herself up to a sitting position on top of the light post* *after sheathing her katana, she unslings her crossbow and loads it, ready to fire* *a few spammers seem to have heard the truck and are less than a block away*
Name: Jv. Age: 15. Appearance: Skeleton face, bunny ears, robot body, and flippers...xD Team: undetermined Base location: None Likes: Anything marvel related, puns, riddles, and friendships Dislikes: Spammers, traitors Weapons: Double sided dark blade, a bounty hunter gun Survival equiptment: some burritos from Chipotle, some water Companion: A pit droid named Beepy
*Emy's eyes widen with alarm and she hauls herself up to a sitting position on top of the light post* *after sheathing her katana, she unslings her crossbow and loads it, ready to fire* *a few spammers seem to have heard the truck and are less than a block away*
*I am slightly startled by Emy and before I can say anything I am even more startled by the purple truck* *I take a step back and ignite my dark saber*
OOC: I would assume we have spammers coming our way because of the noise the truck made...
*Emy's eyes widen with alarm and she hauls herself up to a sitting position on top of the light post* *after sheathing her katana, she unslings her crossbow and loads it, ready to fire* *a few spammers seem to have heard the truck and are less than a block away*
The truck turns and skids horizontally to a stop. The driver emerges and hops into the bed of his truck and points a battered sniper rifle toward the zombies, beginning to snipe the ones closest to you two.
Name: Jv. Age: 15. Appearance: Skeleton face, bunny ears, robot body, and flippers...xD Team: undetermined Base location: None Likes: Anything marvel related, puns, riddles, and friendships Dislikes: Spammers, traitors Weapons: Double sided dark blade, a bounty hunter gun Survival equiptment: some burritos from Chipotle, some water Companion: A pit droid named Beepy
-last edited on May 15, 2018 22:02:34 GMT by Shamrock
Post by Shamrock on May 15, 2018 22:01:30 GMT
It seems I had better repost my bio. Here it is, with a few minor changes (mostly correcting 2016 Shamrock's spelling, as he had not mastered the keyboard despite being a master of the pen )The original is available on page two. It stands out with the bright green text.
Shamrock
The normal:
Name: Shamrock (officially) Sham (to friends, though he has lost contact with them all).
Age: 14
Appearance: Jeans, green t-shirt, jacket, sombrero.
Team: Literature Preservation Force (LPF)
Base location: The LMB Library, crashed cars, broken roof tiles and other rubble make it hard to approach the building. Bits of barbed wire are littered throughout the street outside. The main doors are locked, bolted, and barricaded with broken bookcases and desks. The half-shattered windows are semi-boarded-up and sealed with bookcases on the inside. Most of the chairs, bookcases ans desks have been rammed against entrances, though do to the size of the library, some are still in their proper positions. No entrances are visible, but there is a hidden one somewhere. A small building is built on the roof, the door and windows boarded up, meaning no one knows whether the main Library or small roof-building is the main base.
Likes: Books, the colour green, Irish folk music, being the centre of attention.
Dislikes: People who think they're better than him, being interrupted whilst reading, spammers damaging books.
Weapons: Broomhandle, taser, rusting sword.
Survival equipment: Home-made rope (made from bramble), small torch, flint and steel.
Team description: LPF is a group founded by Shamrock to try and protect books in this time of need. Unsurprisingly Annoyingly, he has not got any members yet.
The Secret:
Name: HRH Prince Shamrock, Son of the late HRM the King
Age: 14
Appearance: Jeans, green t-shirt, jacket, sombrero.
Team: None, seeks to restore order.
Base location: The LMB Library, several hidden locations around the boards.
Likes: Books, the colour green, Irish folk music, being the centre of attention.
Dislikes: People who think they're better than him, being interrupted whilst reading, spammers damaging books., spammers damaging the Boards, Spammers existing.
Weapons: Broom handle, taser, rusting sword, energy pistol and other weapons hidden in his bases.
Survival equipment: Home-made rope (made from bramble), small torch, flint and steel, emergency food supplies, first aid kit.
Backstory: Having been there when the first cases of Spammers were found, he knows more than most on the subject. He fled the Palace when the Boards fell, he has built himself a private world. Hating Spammers for what they did, he has always searched for a way to defeat them, to no avail. Not so long ago, he joined up with two survivors named Spidey Freeman and Emy Caprean. Something happened, and ever since he returned to the library, he hasn't set a foot outside of it.
Name: Jv. Age: 15. Appearance: Skeleton face, bunny ears, robot body, and flippers...xD Team: undetermined Base location: None Likes: Anything marvel related, puns, riddles, and friendships Dislikes: Spammers, traitors Weapons: Double sided dark blade, a bounty hunter gun Survival equiptment: some burritos from Chipotle, some water Companion: A pit droid named Beepy
*Emy's eyes widen with alarm and she hauls herself up to a sitting position on top of the light post* *after sheathing her katana, she unslings her crossbow and loads it, ready to fire* *a few spammers seem to have heard the truck and are less than a block away*
The truck turns and skids horizontally to a stop. The driver emerges and hops into the bed of his truck and points a battered sniper rifle toward the zombies, beginning to snipe the ones closest to you two.
Um...okay...hey...I’ll join you if you don’t mind. I’m JV. This is beepy *gestures to my pit droid*. Is it possible we could change your muffler so...it’s not...bringing too much attention to ourselves....? *I turn off my dark saber.
*Emy's eyes widen with alarm and she hauls herself up to a sitting position on top of the light post* *after sheathing her katana, she unslings her crossbow and loads it, ready to fire* *a few spammers seem to have heard the truck and are less than a block away*
*I am slightly startled by Emy and before I can say anything I am even more startled by the purple truck* *I take a step back and ignite my dark saber*
OOC: I would assume we have spammers coming our way because of the noise the truck made...
*shrugs* "I guess I can speak now since that truck made a ton of noise so whatever." *fires a bolt at a spammers blocky head*
*Emy's eyes widen with alarm and she hauls herself up to a sitting position on top of the light post* *after sheathing her katana, she unslings her crossbow and loads it, ready to fire* *a few spammers seem to have heard the truck and are less than a block away*
The truck turns and skids horizontally to a stop. The driver emerges and hops into the bed of his truck and points a battered sniper rifle toward the zombies, beginning to snipe the ones closest to you two.
*Emy makes eye contact with this newcomer and then calls out to him* "I presume you're friendly or at least semi nice? I mean you're obviously not one of them." *she casually reloads her crossbow*
I'm reposting my bio too.
Sig by Sam
Here it is, with a few minor changes (mostly correcting 2016 Shamrock's spelling, as he had not mastered the keyboard despite being a master of the pen 