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daniel ⇸ m ⇸ 22yo ⇸ devildog ⇸ warrior
danny is short, around 5"6, with a frame that manages to be both small and strong. he has a feminine build with slight hips, but a strong bone structure. he has wavy, ash blonde hair and baby blue eyes with long eyelashes. danny's wardrobe consists of pastels and washed out tshirts, along with ripped skinny jeans. his favourite piece is a large coat he found that hangs off his frame like a tent, decorated in patches and built in with many large pockets and secret compartments. danny wears beaten up white converse that he's had since before the outbreak. he has one dog, a 29 inch pure white great dane by the name of coren, who is fiercely protective of him. coren wears a thin black collar but is completely independent of a leash, as he is trained to stay by dannys side.

ａｎｄ ｈｅ ｋｎｏｗｓ ｈｅ'ｓ ｍａｋｉｎｇ ｍｏｎｅｙ ｔｈｅ ｄｉｒｔｙ ｗａｙ

danny's personality is in stark contrast with his youthful and feminine looks. he figured when he was young and getting simultaneously picked on and flirted with that his full hips and long eyelashes were both a curse and a blessing. he now knows, from surviving on the streets, that you do what you have to do to survive. he knows how to manipulate people with a flutter of his eyelashes to get what he wants, and will stab you in the back if he thinks it will benefit him. danny has a tight knit group of friends and a sense of loyalty to his alpha, but anyone outside of that is fair game to use for his own gain.
danny is also a very good fighter. he finds that people tend to underestimate him because of his height but he can take down people quite a lot bigger than him. danny got his training from his older sister when she came back from the army, before the outbreak happened. since the release of the virus his physical strength has only improved and he has formed more of a separation between him and other people, making his fighting more efficient as he doesn't feel the guilt from hurting people.
danny can act very sweetly to people and give an incredibly kind and quiet first impression if he needs too, which can be useful when forming alliances. one of the reasons he joined the devildogs is because their leader was smart enough to see through the facade, and danny thinks that this makes him trustworthy and strong enough to respect.

ｂｕｔ ｈｅ ｃｏｕｌｄ ｎｏｔ ｃａｒｅ ｌｅｓｓ ｃａｕｓｅ ｈｅ'ｓ ｇｏｔ ｂｉｌｌｓ ｔｏ ｐａｙ

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christopher grant ◮ he/him ◮ 20 years old
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chris is a reasonably muscled, 6"4 guy. he has broad shoulders and strong arms, both of which are embedded deep with white and tan scars from getting into scuffles with zombies and raiders alike. he has dark brown hair and hazel eyes, each iris encompassed in a ring of gold.
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chris is in group one. they are mostly people he doesn't know very well, but he's willing to risk their betrayal in order to survive. his uppermost priority lies in getting to the safe camp, as he is looking for his brother. he thinks - hopes - that thats where he is as thats the only place he has heard which is safe. he found the group whilst scouting out a gas station a couple blocks from his home. he's been with them for just over a month, and doesn't fully trust them yet, but he finds them to be an overall competent group of people.
chris carries a backpack on his back at all times, which he also uses as a pillow at night. in it he has has a couple clothing items, a pair of scratched up sunglasses, a dirtied zippo lighter, and a roll of bandages that he has to use all too often.

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alarice jacobs ◮ she/her ◮ 18 years old
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asexual(?) heteroromantic ◮ belgium
alarice, commonly known as ala by her parents and staff around the house, is very innocent and immature for her age. she speaks fluent french, dutch, german and english, and can play the piano and flute, but abhors time spent studying and would much rather run around the palace grounds with the dogs, or spend time talking to the maids.
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alarice had an incredibly sheltered childhood, leaving her with a warped view of humanity. her parents were in and out of their home, but when they left for important but private work, their strict rules and hardcore family values remained. they weren't unfair or unkind to her, but raised her completely innocent. she knows very little about war, death, sex or anything deemed "impure" or "inappropriate", only knowing about them from history books and vague notions from the tv she was allowed to watch. she was raised mostly by her parents staff, who were under direct order to not expose her to anything that would ruin her childish and innocent perspective on the world. she was only permitted to leave the palace with an escort and spent most of her time dressing up in her room or playing games. she has been to private school after private school, but where you get entitled rich kids you get trouble, something she wasn't much used to. she kind of fell in with the wrong crown, her loud and innocent behaviour easily making her mischievous, and pranking became one of her passions. her parents distanced themselves from her, refusing to accept her not acting like the child they once had, and decided to send her too the new school for royals, sovereign high school. She was upset having to leave her new group of friends, feeling that it wasn't fair that she had to behave like a child, even though she was 18.

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𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐚𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐥 𝐟𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐧 𝐝𝐨𝐰𝐧

messenger or warrior of god, divine being, heavenly spirit. there is one hundred different phrases and
descriptions of them, ranging from a perfect winged man to a golden halo of fire, six disproportioned
wings and covered with a horrific splattering on eyes on every inch of its skin. Whatever their true forms
may be, what you expect to see of a choir of angels sure isn't six high school kids living it up in Miami.

𝐰𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐮𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐥𝐨𝐮𝐝𝐬
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name ➝ "raph"ael alexander burr
gender ➝ cis male (he/him)
age ➝ 17
role ➝ the bad boy
sexuality ➝ openly bisexual
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secret message
raphael was raised by his mother in a less than child friendly neighbourhood. he grew up a trouble maker, spending most of his time jumping from school to school whilst his mother worked all day just to get enough money for them to scrape by. as he got older he managed to cement himself in a school system, taming his fiery attitude and disrespect to authorities just enough to not get kicked out of school. he fell in with a bad crowd, picked up smoking and got a collage of badges of honour in the form of stick and poke tattoos on his body. he got bad grades because he wouldn't focus in class, instead disassociating out the window or causing a little mayhem in the classroom. he felt guilty knowing his mom worked relentlessly for him to go to school and that he wasted every opportunity handed to him, but it didn't make it easier to pull himself together and work hard.
raphael is flirty and charming, often attending parties that involved the unhealthy but seemingly exciting routine of drink, dance, play truth or dare, go home with someone, repeat. In fact, more weekend nights end up with raph going home with someone than not, whether that is with a girl or a boy seemingly doesn't matter.
he is an extrovert, and finds talking and meeting people invigorating, whereas being alone makes him restless. he seems to know everyone in the school - scratch that, he seems to know everyone in town - but likes some people more than others, and knows some people have a fairly negative opinion of him due to the dares and pranks he performs which have the tendency of being destructive.
whilst it may come across like raphael has no worries in the world and lives life to the fullest, he just covers his problems up with unhealthy coping mechanisms. every time he gets back a bad grade he knows he didn't study for he feels a sinking feeling in his gut, but knows how to cover it up with a grin and a well timed joke. every time he secretly skips a meal so he can throw in some money to help pay the rent that month, he cheers himself up by going out to a party and getting wasted. whenever he tries to focus in class, instead realising ten minutes later that every word went in one ear and out the other and thoughts start to swarm in his mind about him never being able to get a job, about him being incapable, he diffuses his anger at himself by starting a fight outside the front of the school once the lesson ends. he ends up going home with a black eye, a split lip, and a mark on his permanent record at least once a week.
happening to be one of the students randomly selected to go on a life changing trip to france came totally out of nowhere for raph. the opportunity wasn't one to be taken lightly, considering that he probably wouldn't ever be able to pay for himself to go. he was excited to spend some time exploring some place new, get into some trouble and meet some new people, all expenses payed.

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name: alexander brady
age: 17
gender: male (he/him)
sexuality: openly bisexual
sign: sagittarius
pos. traits: affectionate, trusting, excitable
neu. traits: impulsive, tactless, charismatic
neg. traits: clingy, indecisive, jealous
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alex is around 6" tall, with a slender body frame. he has a mop of curly brown hair a very dark brown eyes, each with a ring of gold around the iris like a halo. he has golden-tanned skin with a light smattering of freckles over the bridge of his nose and his shoulder blades. he wears pretentiously dishevelled clothes, usually a hoodie or shirt with black skinny jeans, occasionally ripped. alex's new additions - his wings, that is - are small, sprouting from his shoulder blades and reaching just above his hips when folded. they are a light beige, speckled with tawny patches similar to his freckles and with a white underside. they are fluffy at the base, fading into smooth, longer feathers further down the wing.

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(milo) miles griffin ▲ he/him ▲ 18 years old
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sexuality → bisexual - leans toward more "manly/butch" type people
pos traits → gentle, accepting, open
neu traits → introverted, jumpy
neg traits → short tempered, violent
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you've gotta wanna see the artistry
in tearing this place apart with me, baby

miles has pale, olive-toned skin. he has a wavy mop of brown hair, ruffled to the perfect level of pretentious dishevelment. his eyes are grey-blue, ringed with two pairs of long, curled lashes. He usually wears big sweaters or hoodies, and skinny jeans with holes in, or rolled up past his ankles, paired with old white converse. miles - or milo, as his friends call him affectionately - is a rather sweet, quiet guy. he is soft spoken and kind, especially around people he cares about, although that doesn't mean he won't participate in some back and forth teasing for a laugh. however, miles can switch from happy-go-lucky to frightened at a moments notice, due to his paranoia. usually, this will mean his guard will go up. if you keep pushing though, threatening his safety or upsetting one of his friends, he can quickly become violent. this isn't a part of himself that he is proud of, and he has gone home with a couple marks on his permanent record from getting into scraps before, but its simply something he can't help. his fight or flight response is too strong, so he is automatically kickstarted into self-defence mode when pissed off or afraid. he is pretty good at fighting too, though he isn't trained in any kind of kung fu. the only movies he knows are ones spent playing his xbox into the long hours of the night.

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name: chase bennet
gender: male (he/him)
age: twenty four
sexuality: pansexual (open, doesn't care)
sign: taurus
rank: the ex-chemist
weapons of choice: homemade explosives, rocket launcher

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𝐀 𝐋𝐈𝐓𝐓𝐋𝐄 𝐀𝐃𝐕𝐈𝐂𝐄 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐀𝐒𝐏𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐅𝐈𝐑𝐄𝐒
chase stands at around 6"1, with a toned body and muscled arms. he has a strong bone structure- broad shoulders, strong cheekbones, and a chiselled nose. his skin is clear and a light olive colour, grazed over with stubble and the occasional scrape and bruise from his experiments. chase has dyed black hair from a time before the apocalypse, blonde-brown roots showing at the top. its short on the sides and long on top, falling straight down over his thick eyebrows and deep set brown eyes. chase usually wears simple clothes - a leather or denim jacket suitably equipped to survive, jeans, and old, worn doc martin boots for comfort.
chase, before the apocalypse, worked in a science lab just downtown from his house. he had a passion for science and the world around him since he was little, which had lead to high grades in high school and eventually a major in chemistry and a minor in biology, regardless of the fact that he was terrible at going to his lessons. He managed to get a job through one of his teachers in a field he both excelled in and enjoyed. it gave him a lot of experience with how different chemicals interacted and he prided himself on his knowledge of household and easy-to-find substances, as well as the ones that are more tricky to find.
chase is exactly how you would imagine an explosion specialist to act. he is intense, with a fiery personality and a spark of sarcasm in his words. he likes fun, likes having a good time and damn the consequences. he likes to enjoy himself, and uses jokes to separate himself from reality and his own emotions. the apocalypse hit him hard; chase is definitely to be the kind of guy who would rather relax with chill vibes and fun rather than exert himself with exercise or strenuous brain activity. the only reason he has been able to make it this far (Rather the alternative, which would probably be a bottle of vodka and wandering into a heard of zombies to take them down at the centre of an explosion) would be his skill in explosives, which has gotten him out of some risky situations in the past. he is hesitant to get into groups even though he is a natural extrovert and loves talking to people, because he is afraid of getting attached to someones who's just going to die. he's good at coming up with risky but exciting plans, and will always follow through with something that seems a little dangerous and flashy, regardless of it is if safe or not. he mostly avoids the guilt when they go wrong by trying not to form emotional connections with the other people in groups.
𝐘𝐎𝐔'𝐋𝐋 𝐆𝐄𝐓 𝐏𝐔𝐓 𝐎𝐔𝐓 𝐈𝐅 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐃𝐎𝐍'𝐓 𝐆𝐄𝐓 𝐀 𝐋𝐈𝐓𝐓𝐋𝐄 𝐖𝐈𝐋𝐃

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i. ryan forrest matthews ii. male iii. he/him
iv. 17 years old v. the saints vi. the lost
vii. face claim is thomas brodie-sangster
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pos. traits loyal, determined, stubborn, resourceful, toughened.
neg. traits emotional, reckless, impulsive, immature, low self-worth.
ryan and his sister joined the saints together. at that time, they had witnessed death after death of family members and had little to show for themselves but each other. it was because of this that they clung to each other so fiercely - ryan even moreso, due to his fear that when they weren't together something bad would happen to her. over time spent with the saints, the two youngest managed to become more open to the friendships of the group. ryan swears now that this openness was the cause of his sisters kidnapping. he let his guard down, and now he was paying the ultimate price. he wouldn't make the same mistake again.

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name. maxwell robinson
nicknames. max
gender. male [he/him]
age. seventeen
sexuality. bi, in denial
birthday. march 21st
sign. aries
grade. junior
pos traits. strong sense of morality,
kind-hearted, affectionate to friends
neg traits. private abt his feelings,
clingy, jealous
face claim. devon bostick
theme song. the anthem

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max is pretty much the stereotypical snarky teenager. he is a junior at greendale high, although his multiple exclusions might suggest that he isn't a permanent fixture there. it isn't that max is purposely disruptive in lessons - he actually values learning - but he has this unstoppable hero complex and a devout loyalty to his friends. if he hears something he deems as unacceptable, be it a slur or offensive comment of some kind of just a comment about someone he cares about that he knows would upset them, he jumps in, fists at the ready. this ends up with max going home often with a split lip and bruised knuckles, much to his dad's dismay. they live alone - just max, his father and his younger brother. max has a cold detachment to his family and spends more nights camped on friends couches and sleeping in his beloved, hideous brown car than in his own bed. he doesn't often talk about why he doesn't like his family (or any of his feelings in general, really) but he just seems to not particularly care for them. instead of hanging out in his room, he spends his time driving down the motorway just for the freeing feeling, or going down to the local music shop to play the drums that he can't afford to buy himself. he has a well known reputation with teachers and students alike about him getting into a lot of violence, and some are even scared of him as he passes though the halls, but he only ever hurts people who he thinks deserve it.

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