I'll start out by saying this;
I didn't come up with this idea. I got it from TW, where it sadly died prematurely. Oh, and a shout out to Llama. Um...Hi?
Anyways, here's the idea:
5 or less people [first come first serve, with leniency based on RPing activity] each create separate characters: survivors of a zombie outbreak. We each start out separate, but at some point in the role-play, we meet up. I'm actually going to use my character from the TW mirror of this thread, as he kicked arse and I had a lovely back story going. I'll start it out:
Name: (Brother) Emanuel Sarkahov
Gender: Male
Age: 24
Heritage: A Russian-Italian mix. His father was nearly pure Russian, his mother the same with Italian. Her father (his grandfather) was the Head Bishop serving under Pope Benedict Francis IV, and he quickly outstripped these impressive set of footsteps. His Grandfather gracefully retired and became the Head Librarian at an obscure Roman Catholic School.
Physical Traits: Blue eyes, dirty blond hair. Wears a midnight black Clerical robe with a white clerical collar. Also, has a small vial of holy water along with a rusted iron crucifix hanging on a silver chain around his neck
He's not 'ripped' by any means, but he could more then hold his own in a bar fight. This comes from his extensive training with the Swiss Guard, a regiment he's kept up (for the most part) despite being thousands of miles from those sacred grounds.
Personality: A rogue Cleric with a mysterious past, Emanuel seems over-qualified (yet hardly fitting) for his new-found position with the Catholic Church. However, he has a certain resolve, which he'll find quite handy in the upcoming horrors. He was the golden boy of the Vatican, surely destined for greatness. His talents were wide and in depth, but for some strange reason, right as he was set up to become the youngest Bishop on record, he left the Vatican with no explanation, and set himself up as an inconspicuous Apprentice Priest. Seemingly doomed to obscurity, the St. Aspotine church ecstatically welcomed him to their ranks, overlooking his...eccentrics.
Additional Comments: I'll edit in his back story as the RP progresses :p
The demonic groans had faded since the horde entered causing the frightened looking Mr. Sarkahov to flee further into the St. Asbotine's wine cellar. The mood was set by low-hanging butane torches... A more convenient way to preserve the traditional atmosphere then authentic ones. With a low grunt, Emanuel shifted his weight in order to better accommodate the gash running down his leg. He'd received this memento hardly 20 minutes before, when his daily meditation had been interrupted by a horde of his recently deceased colleagues breaking through a priceless stained glass window dating earlier then 1400. It had been imported directly form France as a welcoming gift to Brother Emanuel. He had passed through the ceremonial apprenticeship faster then anyone on record, and his near perfect recollection of the Scriptures sure as hell didn't hurt. The only setbacks were a habit for self-indulgence and swearing, but these were easily overlooked by the Father. After all, he had been the golden boy of the Vatican, favored by the Pope himself.... Now all he had was the disturbing train of thought that concluded with him wondering whether or not the Vatican itself shared in the city's horrific fate.
His ponderings were broken by a wine bottle that became unsettled, shifted slightly, and rolled before falling and shattering on the grimy flagstone below.
Damn, he thought, That sounded like it came from the row of 1742 Tokay... that was a good year.
It was upon this grim conclusion that the Cleric first noticed the shuffling. It sounded rather like sand paper being drawn across hardwood....or was it more like dead skin on flagstone? Brother Emanuel would soon find out....
Well here is some more ^_^ I finally ge to encounter someone else's characer. I can't wait to see what happens next!
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