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[endless_memories]

Name: Sydney
Gender:Male
Age:18
Skills:he is an excellent marksman and a great hunter.
Weapon:his dad's SR-98 and a hunting knife.
Strengths:good leader, some may say he's to loyal.
Weaknesses:he will protect his friends at all cost.
History:Sydney was raised on a farm by his dad before the bomb went off. His dad was an Australian army sniper and raised Sydney to be one. His mom died giving birth to him. After the bomb went off Sydney and his father were always running and ended up running into a group of bandits. His father pushed him out of the way to save him from a volley of bullets. Sydney took his dads rifle and just kept running.
Theme Song:carry on my wayward son by Kansas
Other:

[Genocide]

Nix
She walked down the street, when she saw someone walk into the building. She was curious so she followed him into the building. She tripped and cut her hand. She curessed, well I lost him. She whispered to herself.

[molotov]

Name: Sydney
Gender:Male
Age:18
Skills:he is an excellent marksman and a great hunter.
Weapon:his dad's SR-98 and a hunting knife.
Strengths:good leader, some may say he's to loyal.
Weaknesses:he will protect his friends at all cost.
History:Sydney was raised on a farm by his dad before the bomb went off. His dad was an Australian army sniper and raised Sydney to be one. His mom died giving birth to him. After the bomb went off Sydney and his father were always running and ended up running into a group of bandits. His father pushed him out of the way to save him from a volley of bullets. Sydney took his dads rifle and just kept running.
Theme Song:carry on my wayward son by Kansas
Other:

Accepted))

[endless_memories]

Sydney was ontop of one of the many buildings he trusts not to fall down. He was bored so he started to scan the area for movement he needed some supplies but didn't want to run into bandits or the freaks. He took a few deep breaths and scanned the area and pulled the bolt back on his rifle.

[molotov]

Tate Wilks|Male
Tate stood up abruptly hearing a noise out side he quickly grabed his baseball bat and slowly made his way outside peeking around the corner and quickly ducking away seeing movement. He cursed under his breath and turned back picking up his bag not knowing what it was and not wanting to find out he quickly ran to the window and opened it quickly sliping out and climbing down to the ground.

[iMMoRTaL ViRuS]

removed for copyright avoiding reasons stuff
| - - Cecil Spears - - |

- Name -
Cecil Spears
- Gender -
Male
- Age -
18
- Skills -
he is extremely accurate with ranged weapons,
easily able to hit someone's eye from a half a mile if he wanted to
- Weapon -
any type of gun,
but prefers his black Scar-l with a scope and silencer
- Strengths -
He is inhumanly fast,
and can easily outrun almost anything
- Weaknesses -
Cecil lacks in strength as well as defense,
which is why he prefers ranged weapons rather than melee
he'd easily loose in any fist-fight
- History -
That is a topic Cecil prefers to not discuss..
go ahead and ask him about if you would like to though(it's a WIP)
- Theme Song -
Too Much Fun by Boyinaband [Ft. Minx]
- Other -
Cecil has D.I.D
if you don't want to look it up
it means he involuntarily switches between personalities,

[molotov]

Accsepted))

[iMMoRTaL ViRuS]

Not Infected - - |
Cecil -Spears- |
-Tags: Mind if I steal Tate? -|
Cecil silently scanned the area for unfriendly figures, his body as stiff and still as a wall. After checking four times, he quickly made his way to the closest strip mall for a supply run. He kept his guard up the entire time as he prayed to not be jumped by any more thieves. His footsteps were quieter than a mouses, his breathing so low that no one within a one-inch distance could hear it. You teach yourself how to survive if you're out as long as he had been. After about an hour, he emerged with all the supplies he needed for the next month, two canteens with water, a change of clothing, two backpacks, some canned foods with a can-opener, and multiple rounds of ammunition. He was lucky that there was a gun store where in store.

The teen blew a bubble from the strawberry chewing gum he stole, his gaze flickering from building to building as he casually walked down the street. He acted as if the nuclear explosion had never happened, and the fallout that took months to settle had never been there. The greenette still had yet to find his naive younger brother,(a character I will make later) which honestly was the only part that made him pissed. A growl erupted behind the teen, causing him to lazily shoot the oncoming Zaper and kill it instantaneously. He glanced back to see he hit it right where he wanted to, between the eyes and through the skull. The teen yawned and continued down the road until he caught sight of someone appearing to attempt to escape something. He pointed the scar-l at them, a bored expression on his features.

[Genocide]

Nix
She got up and looked at her hand." Well its not the first time." She walked out and saw two men. She hid and listened to them.

[♡ Pineapple ♡]

Tabitha Randle/17/Taggs; open
Tabitha sadly looked at the orphanage asylum everyone she knew was dead or turned into those... things she looked down at her map. She had a long way to go. She stuffed the map in her pocket and wondered if anyone else was alive. She had not seen a human in what seemed forever. She glanced around the town walking down the empty streets.