death isn't the end - forms thread

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When Ivy was young, she was diagnosed
with stage III clear cell sarcoma of the
kidney — cancer. After multiple surg-
eries, Ivy's mother decided to move the
family to the States for a clinical trial
that ended up saving Ivy's life. While
Ivy was recovering, her mother fell in
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𝑁𝐴𝑀𝐸; Yves Emery Tasse
𝑁𝐼𝐶𝐾𝑁𝐴𝑀𝐸; Ivy [preferred]
𝑁𝐴𝑇𝐼𝑂𝑁𝐴𝐿𝐼𝑇𝑌; French-American
𝐹𝐴𝐶𝑇𝐼𝑂𝑁; east
𝑅𝑂𝐿𝐸; nurse
𝐸𝑋𝑃𝐸𝑅𝑇𝐼𝑆𝐸; emergency medicine

𝐴𝐺𝐸; twenty-seven
𝐺𝐸𝑁𝐷𝐸𝑅; cisfemale, she/her
𝑆𝐸𝑋𝑈𝐴𝐿𝐼𝑇𝑌; questioning

𝐻𝐸𝐼𝐺𝐻𝑇; 5'5" 𝑃𝐻𝑌𝑆𝐼𝑄𝑈𝐸; slender
𝐻𝐴𝐼𝑅; medium brown
𝐸𝑌𝐸𝑆; chestnut brown
𝑆𝐶𝐴𝑅𝑆; old surgical scars on torso
𝐻𝐸𝐴𝐿𝑇𝐻; in remission; one kidney but
still stronger than u; rare, episodic
arrhythmias

𝐹𝐴𝐶𝐸𝐶𝐿𝐴𝐼𝑀; Emma Watson — font img

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𝑇𝑂𝐿𝐷 𝑌𝑂𝑈; 𝑌𝑂𝑈 𝐶𝑂𝑈𝐿𝐷 𝐶𝐴𝐿𝐿 𝑀𝐸

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love with one of the doctors, and
they eventually got married and the
newly formed Tasse-Pages' stay in
the States became permanent. From
this union, Ivy has a step-brother,
Mercer Page, who she believes to
have died when the military ripped
apart their neighbourhood to create
a (failed) undead "firebreak" while
she was in emergency lockdown in
the dorms of her college.
Ivy was in the middle of her second
year as a nursing student when the
bombs went off. A few weeks after
the bombs, the military had already
become desperate for half-compe-
tent medical personnel, and Ivy got
drafted and dragged half-way across
the country to tend to injured sol-
diers alongside the rest of her class.
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───── 𝐴𝑁𝑌𝑇𝐼𝑀𝐸 𝑌𝑂𝑈 𝑊𝐴𝑁𝑇

𝐼𝑇'𝑆 𝑁𝑂𝑇 𝐴𝑆 𝐼𝐹 𝐼'𝑉𝐸 𝐺𝑂𝑇 𝐴𝑁𝑌𝑇𝐻𝐼𝑁𝐺 𝐺𝑂𝐼𝑁𝐺 𝑂𝑁 ────────────

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Over the next few months, most of the people she knew ended up dying in the
chaos of a front line facing multiple enemies. After that, it didn't take long for
the military to fall apart, but Ivy was saved from an inevitable death in a waste-
land filled with the undead by the group of survivors that has recently settled
by Prickly Pear Creek.
The chemotherapy Ivy went through as a kid has left her with an occasional ar-
rhythmia, which results in episodes of dizziness and fatigue. Although these are
rare, she wouldn't have made much of a soldier or farmer, but she is more than
happy to contribute to the group by offering her medical expertise in exchange
for the food, safety and companionship provided by the other survivors. She has
learned most of what she knows 'on the job', but the day-to-day nicks and sprains
she usually deals with are, in her opinion, preferable to the messy and traumatic
scene of a warzone.
The majority of Ivy's personality is tinged with her steadfast and understated va-
riety of hope in the face of hardship. She has learned to put on a brave face and
soldier on since she was a little kid, but with age, this tendency has turned from
a necessity to something she does out of compassion toward others. She doesn't
believe it unusual for kids who have spent most of their childhoods in hospitals
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───────────────── 𝐼'𝑀 𝐽𝑈𝑆𝑇 𝐻𝐴𝑁𝐺𝐼𝑁𝐺 𝐼𝑁 𝑇𝐻𝐸 𝑆𝐻𝐴𝐷𝑂𝑊𝑆
𝐵𝐸𝑇𝑊𝐸𝐸𝑁 𝑇𝐻𝐸 𝑀𝑂𝑇𝐼𝑂𝑁 𝐴𝑁𝐷 𝑇𝐻𝐸 𝑇𝐻𝑂𝑈𝐺𝐻𝑇 !

── 𝑊𝐻𝐸𝑅𝐸 𝑇𝐻𝐸𝑅𝐸'𝑆 𝑁𝑂 𝑇𝐸𝐿𝐿𝐼𝑁𝐺 ─────────

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to want to become nurses and doctors, because, especially
for herself, the entire experience was made tolerable by
the kindness of the people who cared for her, and she has
always striven to become someone like that. Ivy is open,
friendly and caring, but she has a specific distaste for be-
ing pitied and feeling helpless, which means she will often
keep pushing herself, even when she knows she shouldn't.
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──────── 𝑊𝐻𝐴𝑇 𝐼𝑆 𝑅𝐸𝐴𝐿 𝐴𝑁𝐷 𝑊𝐻𝐴𝑇 𝐼𝑆 𝑁𝑂𝑇

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𝐍𝐀𝐌𝐄; Mercer Emmett Page
𝐍𝐈𝐂𝐊𝐍𝐀𝐌𝐄; gearhead [by Ivy]

𝐍𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐀𝐋𝐈𝐓𝐘; American
𝐅𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍; west
𝐑𝐎𝐋𝐄; the second

𝐄𝐗𝐏𝐄𝐑𝐓𝐈𝐒𝐄; mechanic training &
skill, construction & carpentry,
gun handling & maintenance
+ three-year-old gsd, Alby

𝐀𝐆𝐄; thirty-one
𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑; cismale, he/him
𝐒𝐄𝐗𝐔𝐀𝐋𝐈𝐓𝐘; bisexual biromantic

𝐇𝐄𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓; 6'1" 𝐏𝐇𝐘𝐒𝐈𝐐𝐔𝐄; muscular
𝐇𝐀𝐈𝐑; black-brown
𝐄𝐘𝐄𝐒; dark brown

𝐓𝐀𝐓𝐓𝐎𝐎𝐒; several
𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐋𝐓𝐇; in good health, slight
stiffness in left hand from an
injury predating the apocalypse

𝐅𝐀𝐂𝐄𝐂𝐋𝐀𝐈𝐌; Ben Barnes — font img

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─ [ 𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐍𝐒 𝐎𝐔𝐓 𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐌𝐘 𝐅𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐒 𝐖𝐄𝐑𝐄 𝐓𝐑𝐘𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐓𝐎 𝐃𝐎 𝐌𝐄 𝐀 𝐅𝐀𝐕𝐎𝐑 ] ─

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Mercer Page has always been the black sheep of the family, mostly because the rest
of the family was made up of doctors, scientists and a little sister studying to be-
come a nurse. Mercer was derailed from this path early on when he was expelled
from a prestigious college, his father's alma mater, for punching some obnoxious
dude who had been harassing his friends for most of their freshman year. He had
always had a passion for cars and motorcycles, so he chose to become an auto
mechanic instead.
The death of Mercer's biological mother when he was about eight years old had al-
ways been a shadow in his life, one that his father could escape by getting lost in
his work and then getting remarried, but Mercer had finally found a job he loved,
no matter what his father and step-mother thought, and he had gotten engaged.
He was finally happy, on his own terms.
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[ 𝐈 𝐀𝐋𝐖𝐀𝐘𝐒 𝐖𝐀𝐍𝐓 𝐓𝐎 𝐓𝐄𝐋𝐋 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐓𝐑𝐔𝐓𝐇 ────────────────────
𝐁𝐔𝐓 𝐈𝐓 𝐍𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑 𝐒𝐄𝐄𝐌𝐒 𝐋𝐈𝐊𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐑𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓 𝐓𝐈𝐌𝐄 𝐓𝐎 𝐁𝐄 𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐎𝐔𝐒 𝐄𝐍𝐎𝐔𝐆𝐇 ]

When the bombs fell, Mercer had been staying
at his parents' house due to having injured his
left hand and his father insisting that they let
it heal correctly under his care, because no
matter what he thought about Mercer's line of
work, it made him happy. After the bombs
fell, Mercer defied national orders to shelter
in place to drive to the house he had been
building for his to-be-wife so they could shel-
ter together, but he never made it there.
The roads were blocked, so he tried abandon-
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[ 𝐈❜𝐌 𝐒𝐎𝐑𝐑𝐘 𝐈❜𝐌 𝐌𝐀𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐌𝐘𝐒𝐄𝐋𝐅 𝐂𝐑𝐘 ]

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From there on, Mercer had to survive on his own. Not hav-
ing heard from his fiancee or his step-sister since the
bombs fell, he has had to assume they died. Now, a new
group of survivors has settled on the other side of the
Creek from where his group lives, and there are rumors
about a girl who sounds exactly like his step-sister, but
Mercer isn't allowing himself to get his hopes up, be-
cause it would be an impossible coincidence.
Mercer Page is hardly as frightening as his appearance
might suggest. The well-being of his family and friends
has always been his first priority, and now as the second
of a group of survivors, he cares for each of them like
family, and anyone looking to hurt them would have to
get past him (and Alby) first.
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ing the car and continuing
by foot, but he was even-
tually forced to turn back,
and that is when he wit-
nessed the military bomb-
ing his parents' neighbour-
hood to keep the undead
at bay. After a few weeks
of complete chaos, he at-
temped to hike to his step-
sister Ivy Tasse's college,
only to find a notice that
said the military had draft-
ed some of the students.
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The apocalypse was less of an end and more a beginning for Shannon Vuković.
It was a freedom, which permitted her to do things that lawful society had
never quite allowed. From a young age, Shannon had known that she would
refuse to settle for an ordinary, boring 9-to-5 job, which meant that she en-
listed in the army pretty much right after graduating from high school. She
did a few tours, managed to rise through the ranks, and eventually returned
onto US soil when the war effort moved to familiar shores. When the bombs
fell, Shannon knew they were done for, and once the military did finally fall
apart, she packed her bags, picked up her rifle, and wandered into the
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[ 𝗦𝗟𝗘𝗘𝗣𝗜𝗡𝗚 𝗢𝗡 𝗔 𝗥𝗔𝗭𝗢𝗥❟ 𝗧𝗛𝗘𝗥𝗘❜𝗦 𝗡𝗢𝗪𝗛𝗘𝗥𝗘 𝗟𝗘𝗙𝗧 𝗧𝗢 𝗙𝗔𝗟𝗟 ! ]

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── [ 𝗬𝗢𝗨𝗥 𝗦𝗢𝗨𝗟 𝗜𝗦 𝗔𝗕𝗟𝗘❟ 𝗗𝗘𝗔𝗧𝗛 𝗜𝗦 𝗔𝗟𝗟 𝗬𝗢𝗨 𝗖𝗥𝗔𝗗𝗟𝗘 ] ──

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wastes to see what they had to offer without much bemoaning over the
strict rules and command of the army that she was leaving behind. It
could be said that she made her way through the country much in the
way of a wildfire, not really caring for the morality of her actions or the
destruction she left behind, because it was all doomed either way. The
group of people that she gathered around herself were the lowest of the
low, ruthless killers and thieves with no honor, and Shannon provided
them with the callous efficiency of an army. It wasn't more than two
years ago when she grew bored of them, too, deciding to leave in the
middle of the night and burn down their stock of supplies as a heart-
felt goodbye. A few months after that, she came across the west-side
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[ 𝗘𝗩𝗘𝗥𝗬𝗢𝗡𝗘 𝗜𝗦 𝗞𝗜𝗡𝗚 𝗪𝗛𝗘𝗡 𝗧𝗛𝗘𝗥𝗘❜𝗦 𝗡𝗢 𝗢𝗡𝗘 𝗟𝗘𝗙𝗧 𝗧𝗢 𝗣𝗔𝗪𝗡 ! ]

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𝗡𝗔𝗠𝗘; Shannon Elizabeth Vuković
𝗡𝗜𝗖𝗞𝗡𝗔𝗠𝗘; Shan, Sarge, or just Vuković

𝗡𝗔𝗧𝗜𝗢𝗡𝗔𝗟𝗜𝗧𝗬; American, Croat roots
𝗙𝗔𝗖𝗧𝗜𝗢𝗡; west
𝗥𝗢𝗟𝗘; soldier (ranked Sergeant, US army)

𝗘𝗫𝗣𝗘𝗥𝗧𝗜𝗦𝗘; weapon handling, impro-
vised weaponry, military strategy,
self-defense, survival

𝗔𝗚𝗘; twenty-eight
𝗚𝗘𝗡𝗗𝗘𝗥; cisfemale, she/her
𝗦𝗘𝗫𝗨𝗔𝗟𝗜𝗧𝗬; homoflexible

𝗛𝗘𝗜𝗚𝗛𝗧; 5'7" 𝗣𝗛𝗬𝗦𝗜𝗤𝗨𝗘; athletic
𝗛𝗔𝗜𝗥; honey blonde 𝗘𝗬𝗘𝗦; russet

𝗦𝗖𝗔𝗥𝗦; various, notably a slash on
the right side of her neck
𝗧𝗔𝗧𝗧𝗢𝗢𝗦; 10th Mountain insignia
𝗛𝗘𝗔𝗟𝗧𝗛; impressive for the apocalypse

𝗙𝗔𝗖𝗘𝗖𝗟𝗔𝗜𝗠; Sarah Carter — font img img

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survivors. She has had her fair share of fun
playing soldier again, but Shannon is a ticking
time-bomb, and there's no telling when she
will find herself bored again.

Shannon has a bad habit of pushing things a
little bit too far, sometimes just to see where
the line is. She is selfish, only caring about
her own survival, or how the survival of oth-
ers might benefit her. Her main motivation
in life seems to be her own amusement, and
it is oftentimes those around her that find
themselves paying for it.
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─ [ 𝗜𝗧 𝗝𝗨𝗦𝗧 𝗚𝗘𝗧𝗦 𝗦𝗢𝗟𝗗 𝗙𝗢𝗥 𝗣𝗔𝗥𝗧𝗦 ] ─

[ 𝗧𝗛𝗘𝗥𝗘 𝗜𝗦 𝗡𝗢 𝗣𝗘𝗔𝗖𝗘 𝗛𝗘𝗥𝗘❟ ─────────────
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[kalo.]

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knowing me another character smh

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name. victor "vic" kaiser age. thirty-two years of age gender.
cismale - he/him pronouns sexuality. heterosexual/romantic
rank. soldier desired rank. content allegiance. allied with th
ose of the west side hair. long dark brown eyes. brown height
six foot two traits. ambitious, intimidating, reserved, strong-
willed, passionate, fatherly, reckless, daring, immature at ti-
mes, impulsive rom interest. x spouse. x | fc. jason momoa

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intimidating, strong-willed and perhaps a tad impulsive victor is a p
roud soldier who resides with those among the west side. at first gl
ance, his tall figure and somewhat gruff appearance, he can be an -
opposing sight to some. harboring an ambitious streak, victor is a d-
etermined, passionate character who isn't afraid to get his hands di
rty for the likes of his loved ones. despite his selflessness, he's over
whelmingly reckless, a daring soul who may or may not enjoy the o-
ccasional thrill. even so, this also has to do with his impulsiveness,-
since the death of his brother, he's become a tad overprotective an-
d matched with his low-key fatherly nature, when under enough str
ess, he's prone to snap and make rash decisions, some which have b
urned him in the past. nonetheless, no soul can doubt his devotion -
to the group, which is quite obvious one way or another. xxxxxxxxxx

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[wildsight]

west side soldier's relations