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[Edenecho]

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I will be posting my app probably before long.

[Edenecho]

Name: Benedict Cumberbatch
Age: 20
Height: 6 feet
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First picture for how he looks more, second picture is for his outfit(Though obviously his outfit won't be in such nice shape)

(He wears niceish black dress pants and just plain black shoes)

Personal Items: A notebook, a pen, and a human skull, creepily enough. He also has a cell phone, but that's not exactly very useful in a zombie apocalypse.
Bio: Benedict was born to a decently well-off family. He always failed fairly bad at school, but only because he thought it was to easy and boring. He always annoyed the hell out of his brother, and sometimes his family. As he got older, he got even smarter, and more observant. He never made any friends anywhere, but was constantly making 'enemies'. At one point in his life, he decided to become a detective of sorts. A 'consulting detective' to be exact. He spent most of his time helping solve cases and conducting strange experiments. He was on a case in America when the Infection started. He's been surviving on his own ever since.
Weapons: Whatever he can get his hands on, basically. He does have a handgun, but no ammo for it.
Extras: He's English, and thus, obviously has an English accent. He also has a deeper voice then you'd imagine. short clip if you care to hear what he sounds like
He also has photographic memory and a technique to remembering things. In theory he can never forget anything, he just needs to find his way back to it.
He is extremely smart, but sometimes he can be extremely ignorant about some things.

[Alan Haskayne]

Name: Yukiko Iwasaki
Age: 15
Height: 5'6
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Personal Items: A full set of Samurai Armour, and a lot of stuff in boxes. Her cell phone as well.
Bio: Born in Canada to a white family Yukiro was originally named Gwen however her parents were killed in a plane crash when she was 2 months old. She was adopted by the Iwasakis because they were close business partners of her biological parents. Her adopted family raised her the same as her non adopted sister, who was two years her elder. She enjoyed her life, taking Kendo and Caligraphy as her favorite extra classes. She also begrudgingly took classes in English as her foreign language. She received a Katana for her 15th birthday, sharp and which was known for being able to slice through five people with a single slice.

On the day the world ended Yukiko was in school like any other student. However the airborne contagion spread like wildfire through the Tokyo-Yokohama area. She rallied her classmates to escape, making her own small group of around 9 people, equipped with Kendo 'swords' (made of wood) and nail guns. They looted the abandoned stores while moving toward the docks of the city. Things were going well, they even picked up additional survivors and Japanese Self Defence Force troops on the way. However when they reached the docks they got their first taste of what Tank was. The tank killed everyone but Yukiko who used melee weapons, and even killed a couple of the JSDF troops there. They then boarded different ships based on where they were going. They wished each other the best of luck and their prayers, but everything was melancholy, no one.taking humour in this event. She left for America with the American Military, figuring that she would have a good chance in the nation where everyone owned a gun. Her friends left either for China, Korea, or Russia to try and hold out there. They promised to try and stay in contact, but all cell phones are currently unusable. She arrived in the port just before the RP starts, moving her boxes onto the dock, but moto doing much else before the American Military boat left again.
Weapons: A Katana forged from the finest steel and completed by the finest blacksmiths of the Edo period.
Extras: She can speak English but can.neither read nor write it.

[Leslie]

Name: Hera Irizarry

Age: 14

Height: 5 foot 0.

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Personal Items: Her weapons, and a backpack to carry some of her supplies, like medical equipment, ammo, and other random stuff like that. If you need more of a descriptive detail of what she's carrying, just ask.

Bio: She lives on a massive farm with her parents and 4 siblings, or did, before they turned into zombies. She was forced to kill all of her siblings, plus her parents, which of course effected her pretty badly emotionally. Not all of the animals on the farm died, but most of them did. Being the youngest of the siblings, she wondered why out of all of them she had to be the immune one, due to the fact that she was the youngest and would have the hardest time defending herself. She was mature for her age though. She knew that she had to focus on survival tactics and think of the emotional impact of this later, and focus on getting stuff prepared for protection. Luckily for her, her dad being addicted to shooting off guns, she had quite a lot of experience shooting them off herself, and was fairly good at it from her dad teaching her. Her father also taught her how to drive his truck around, even though she was only 14. Of course he only taught her the basics and taught her around the big farm, but she knew she would probably have to use it on the road, likely having to dodge cars while she was at it, and learn how to actually fill up a car with gas, which she figured wasn't a very complicated task. She had no reason to leave her farm yet, so she had been defending the farm from the occasional zombie and just living there for a while off the food they had. They had quite a lot of food stocked up, so she was lucky, for now, and if she had to, there was still some animals left to slaughter, but she worried about them maybe being infected, but not turned yet, and she wasn't really into the idea of slaughtering animals either. So in the end, she let them free because she figured they had a better chance of survival that way. In the current time of the story though, she was beginning to run out of food and was losing patience without seeing another living person, so she prepared to set off to find other people. Which involved her loading her dads truck with all her dads weapons, along with the rest of the food, rope, tarps, tents, and anything weird you could imagine that she figured she might need.

However, her journey only lasted for so long. For one, she was driving a gaz guzzling truck when fuel was scarse, so she was almost out of gas, because her tank wasn't very full when she started. There was gas tanks in the back of the truck, though, that she put in there since the farm didn't really need it anymore. But the running out of fuel was the least of her problems. A Tank was her main problem. While she was driving casually down a road, a tank came and smashed into the side of her truck, rolling her over into a ditch and pretty much spilling everything she had all over the place.....along with the gas, which could easily be scary. The tank smashed the side of her car in a couple of times after it crashed, before it got bored and took off. Which was lucky for her, because she figured at that point she'd be dead. But instead, she was lucky, and despite the fact she was pretty beat up, she crawled out of the truck painfully and bandaged up her leg, her arm, and her head that she hit. Her leg had been bleeding pretty badly, due to getting hit with a stray piece of metal from the wreck, her head was just injured from her hitting her head, and her arm was just injured from the crash, though so was her leg.

After that, she loaded up on the most useful supplies to her, because she obviously couldn't take everything in the back of her truck with her, and headed out after making herself some form of a walking stick to help get her going. Obviously, for her, walking for a long distance was painful and a pain in the ass, especially with the rather heavy backpack on her back, making the weight on her worse. Then, she had the rifle slung over her shoulder, along with the machete attacked to her side by something else she made, with an injured right arm that she was having trouble using very well. To make it worse, she was right handed, so having to use her left hand more due to her injured arm just made things more complicated. Clearly, she wasn't going to be speedy at anything for a little while.

Weapons: A glock and only a few cartridges for it, a machete, a pocket knife, and a Winchester Model 1873 rifle slung over her shoulder. Yes, she's smart and well-prepared, though she doesn't have a whole lot of ammo for her guns. Her rifle has been passed down in her family for generations, and now she sadly has it under dim circumstances. But she took it specifically because it was an important weapon in her families history. It's probably taken a few lives back in the Wild West days, so it has a bit of a grim history, too.

Extras: Yes, she knows how to drive, but not the best. She doesn't know the basic rules of driving that probably don't even matter anymore anyway. As you can see, she can also shoot, but is also not the best at it because all she really did was shoot with her dad.