Name: Angela McGracen
Gender: Female
Class: Commander
Health: 96/100
Stamina: 90/100
Hunger: 90/100
Strength: 1
Stealth: 4
Intelligence: 6
Charisma: 6
Accuracy: 5
Perception: 3
Luck: 5
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Bio: Born in the rural countryside of Michigan, this 5 foot 2, 25 year-old crimson haired firebrand had always dreamed of taking center stage with the New York Ballet. Instead should ended up dancing on tables and in cages at a variety of night clubs always hoping that someone would take notice of her talents, rather than trying to shove currency into her undergarments. In a way, the end of the world was a release for her. Sure everyone was trying to eat her, beat her, or do other unsavory things for her, but at least she wasn't dancing for tips anymore.
Personality: Typically stubborn and temperamental (to be expected given her Irish roots). Angela means well most of the time, but tends to be very blunt. Several tramatizing encounters with other survivors have left her a bit suspicious, and she does not like being casually touched.
Inventory weight: 11/15
Weapons: Hunting Rifle (2)(6/23), Pistol (10/27), tazer gun (1/0), metal pipe
Gear: None
Equipment: Flashlight (47%)
Aid: Water bottle (5), beer bottle (1), cold pizza (2), yogurt (1)
Other: Spare flashlight batteries (37%), dollar (13)
Vehicle: None
The tazer seems to be ranged, possibly 10-15 feet, and has one charge. If you want use it again, you'd have to find more around the station. You put it in the front of your pants. You then proceed to go around the corner slowly. However, as you look to see what's around it, you see another survivor, though with the barrel of a sniper rifle aimed right at your head. It seems he's been camping there for a while, you can see a small fire coming from a barrel, some shelves with some useful objects on them, and note that his clothes are not as destroyed as some other survivors' would be. He speaks: "Stop right there! Who are you!? Raider? Cop? Infected? Or maybe the government's finally killing us all off? Hm?"
Name: Elisa Tresa Finder (Storm)
Gender: Female
Class: Scavenger
Health: 39/100
Stamina: 70/100
Hunger: 65/100
Infection: 1.9%
Strength: 4
Stealth: 4
Intelligence: 4
Charisma: 4
Accuracy: 4
Perception: 5
Luck: 5
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Bio: Elisa was born in the USA and did very good in school. Despite being what most people called a geek, Elisa had a good sized group of friends. These friends are the ones who call her Storm due to her white hair and slightly tanned skin reminding them of the character from X-Men that had the same codename. In 2019 Elisa graduated from collage with the classes to become an archeologist or a paleontologist. She now uses her skills to find what her friends and her need to survive.
Personality: Elisa is playful and quick thinking.
Inventory weight: 10/15
Weapons: Knife (Multitool), Frying pan, Army knife, Switchblade
Gear: None
Equipment: Can opener (Multitool), Screwdriver (Multitool), Handsaw (Multitool), Flashlight (67% battery), Lighter
Aid: Water bottle (3), Soda (1), Chocolate bar (2), Apple (3), Veggie sandvich (1), Sleeping pills (5)
Other: Cigarette (9), Dollar (21), Pick-up truck keys
Vehicle: Pick-up truck, 97% Gas (Shotgun shells [21], Assault rifle rounds [39], Hunting rifle rounds [11])
You do so. He has extreme difficulty getting up, so you are forced to nearly drag him with your other friend, taking him into the nearest room, which is the one that the screaming infected came from. You don't hear anything that might portray infected, so you make sure he and your other friend are ok. Your other friend, Lilou, then comes up and tells you that she found a note saying that the second floor of the hospital you are currently in is extremely dangerous. How do you respond?
Name: Tyler
Gender: Male
Class: Scavenger
Health: 87/100
Stamina: 100/100
Hunger: 90/100
Infection: 1.3%
Strength: 3
Stealth: 4
Intelligence: 4
Charisma: 2
Accuracy: 4
Perception: 4
Luck: 9
Bio: Tall. Black hair. Not so muscular. His old job was at an office so he is accustom to being bored. He was in a gun club for 2 years before he was thrown out for misfiring and nearly hitting the director. This made him be more careful around firearms and later take a class that taught some basic safety for firearms.
Personality: Uncool but level-headed.
Inventory weight: 14/15
Weapons: Revolver (6/15), Silenced pistol (8/11), Rocket launcher (0/0), Chainsaw (97% Gas), Bat
Gear: None
Equipment: Flashlight (27%)
Aid: Turkey Sandvich (1), Water bottle (1)
Other: Dollar (18)
Vehicle: Pick-up truck, 95% Gas (Shotgun shells [21], Assault rifle rounds [39], Hunting rifle rounds [11])
You find it extremely difficult to get up after that event, so your friends help you, taking you to a safe room and leaning you against a wall. Lilou even gives you a chocolate bar, which you eat. Though it doesn't make you feel much better in a physical state, you can feel your energy return quickly. You also eat a sandvich and drink some water, which both make you feel much better. Your vision has returned to normal, and you feel somewhat good again, now what?
Name: Tracie Gardner
Gender: Female
Class: Scavenger
Health: 62/100
Stamina: 80/100
Hunger: 85/100
Infection: 2.0%
Strength: 2
Stealth: 4
Intelligence: 6
Charisma: 3
Accuracy: 7
Perception: 4
Luck: 4
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Bio: Slim, 5'10", used to work as a pharmacist. Tracie is calm and cautious in most situations, and she is slow to anger. She tends to never get nervous, but when she does, she bites her nails or sweats a lot. She tends to favor tight clothing so she isn't so easy to grab. Her hair is cut short. She doesn't prefer this, but she figured short hair is better for survival. She doesn't get along very well with people who try to control her actions and give her orders without something that could benefit herself in the end. In short, she is more of a lone wolf. She prefers a group of two survivors instead of any more than that -- she believes too many survivors in one group can get too confusing and too hard to keep track of everyone.
Personality: Tracie likes to avoid contact with everyone, even welcoming survivors. She likes to use items that she finds for her advantage and to create make-shift items to benefit her; she is very innovative. She really only wants to rely on herself in the long run. Trading with survivors is the only acceptable course of action for Tracie. Grouping up is not really in her nature.
Inventory weight: 0/15
Weapons: Switchblade
Gear: None
Equipment: None
Aid: Water bottle (2), Sleeping pills (1), Cold pizza (1)
Other: Dollar (7)
Vehicle: None
(("I doubt this can be a super zombie or something..." Yep, that's definitely not what's happening. *Laughs evilly*))
You do so, backing up into a wall and not seeing anything in front of you. As you wait for a minute, you look out a few minutes and find that this whole block is filled with apartment complexes. Most are quite destroyed though, like the one your in. After roughly 2 minutes of waiting, you are scratched again, this time on the chest. The scratch seems to be coming from right in front of you, but there is nothing there, and there are no windows or open spaces in front of you that someone can shoot through, either. What do you do?
Name: Lillou Zitah
Gender: Female
Age : 29
Class: Recon
Health: 85/100
Stamina: 77/100
Hunger: 90/100
Infection : 0%
Strength: 3
Stealth: 4
Intelligence: 7
Charisma: 4
Accuracy: 1
Perception: 8
Luck: 3
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Bio: Lillou was a scientist. She did not work on the "EDEN" program but she was really interested in the human improvement topic. Its main research was about automated plants and robotics. After the infection spread, she decided to reach the laboratory were EDEN was developed and try to find a remedy. She has no illusion of saving the world but that's all she can do.
Personality: "Observe and analyze". That's how she think. Helpful, maybe naive, she try to find the best solution for everybody.
Inventory weight: 12/15
Weapons: Saw-off shotgun (2)(2/12), Revolver (6/15), Pistol (11/33), Small knife
Gear: None
Equipment: Flashlight (78% Battery)
Aid: Turkey Sandvich (2)
Other: Dollar (9)
Vehicle: None
You do so, helping Storm move your friend, as he seems disoriented and hurt. You move him into the room that the infected came from, and then give him some chocolate, which he eats happily along with some of his own food. You then also tell Storm about the note.
Name: Jon Eclipsis Vexin
Gender: Male
Class: Sniper
Health: 100/100
Stamina: 100/100
Hunger: 100/100
Strength: 2
Stealth: 2
Intelligence: 4
Charisma: 1
Accuracy: 5
Perception:3
Luck: 3
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Bio: Jon lived a relatively normal life with his two sisters and parents, he graduated high school early at the top of his class at age 15, Jon graduated college at age 19 while majoring in Virology, he joined the Navy right after graduating college, after getting shot in the line of duty he was honorably discharged, he came back to the states and became a virologist shortly afterwars, upon hearing of a new type of infection Jon quickly leapt into action getting samples, supplies, and most importantly a gun, ater sending his sisters to a government bunker, even during this apocalypse Jon still searches for a cure in his lab.
Inventory weight: 15/15
Weapons: Pistol (8/12), army knife
Gear: Knee pads, basic leather armor
Equipement: Black spray paint (87%), red spray paint (57%)
Aid: First aid kit
Other: Revolver ammunition (17), rifle rounds (23), assault rifle rounds (49), shotgun shells (11)
Vehicle: None
You do so. You cannot find a way to open the crates, but there were some useful things to be found on the shelves: A few different types of ammo, a pistol, an army knife, and two spray paint cans. Now what?
