Post by Pandora Yvone Creed on Dec 9, 2010 18:54:17 GMT -5
"The world ended... Didn't you get the memo?"
- Amy
- Amy
Your Name: Jessi
How many years roleplaying?: Between 5 and 7. Cant quite remember.
"You don't know what it's like out there. You may think you do but you don't. It's only a matter of time."
- Rick Grimes[/center]
Character Name: Jaidyn Nicole Williams
Age: Twenty-Two
Hometown: Nevada
Current Location: Georgia
Bio: Jaidyn was attending school for photography, and modeling, before the zombies took over. She was sometimes girly, or prissy. But, she was kind of a tom-boy, growing up with a brother. When everyone started turning into zombies, including her parents, Jaidyn fled with her brother. Down the road, they got separated in a zombie attack, and she hasn't saw him since, alive, undead, or just dead. She's been hoping to find him. She has been on her own since then and has learned how to take well care of herself. She always carries a hunting rifle, pistol, and knife with her. She's been searching for other survivors.
Likes:
chocolate (don't find much of that these days)
bubble gum (or much of this)
smoking (bad habit)
drinking (another bad habit)
music (of course don't really have music anymore)
jewelry (she lost all hers when it happens, she occasionally searches stores for some)
sleeping (don't get much of that when your fighting zombies)
clothes (you don't get much nice clothes anymore)
perfume (she has a bottle still with her, she rather smell good then like death all the time)
make up (she has some still with her, you have to have something nice still these days)
Dislikes:
zombies (who doesn't hate them?)
mean people (obviously, no one likes mean people except mean people)
uncooperative people (in these times you have to get along)
heights (shes terrified to be even twenty feet off the ground, but sometimes that's the safest place)
stomach aches (she gets them all the time now from stress)
immature people (these days people are getting worse)
bugs (icky)
Strengths:
Smart; Jaidyn is resourceful in these times. Everyone has to be. If she's in a situation, she figures a way out. Or trys to.
Strong; Jaidyn isn't some weakling. She's not strong like a man, but she pulls her own weight and kicks ass when she needs to. Even though she seems like she would be girly and afraid to do anything.
Communicable; Jaidyn respects everyone and listens to what they have to say. She understands everyone has their different perspectives on things, and tries to see their reasons.
Self-confidence; Jaidyn believes in herself and what she can do. Alot of people weren't in this time and lost their lives. She's just glad she had a good head on her shoulders - and hopes to find more people as willing and strong as her.
Highly-energetic; Jaidyn has always been 'hyper-like' and had alot of energy. She doesn't tire too easy.
Weaknesses:
Low-patience; Jaidyn looses patience sometimes with other people or things when she is doing something.
Angry; Jaidyn can sometimes be quick to anger. Only in situation where she feels trapped and like she isn't in control - which she likes to be.
Stubborn; Jaidyn is stubborn and likes to do her own thing. She doesn't like to be bossed around.
Spontaneous/crazy; At sometime, this could be a good thing. But, others, bad. Jaidyn will sometimes do the wrong thing at the completely wrong time or get distracted. She's got a few loose screws, but doesn't everyone?
Anything Else? n/a
Roleplay Sample: from an old zombie site?(if thats okay)
Naila propped her arm against the window of her car as she slowed down, entering a small dark town. She leaned foreword, turning off her CD that was playing from the car. She looked around cautiously, not seeing any U.B's so far. Deciding she had to stop, Naila pulled over. Naila leaned into the back seat and got her father's semi automatic before she shut off the car and stepped out. She closed the door quietly, not bothering to lock the car. That way if she needed in, she wouldn't have to fight to unlock it in a hurry. Naila slipped the strap of the gun over her shoulder and walked around to the passenger side, releasing Shaw and telling him to go until she came back. As the bird flew off for a time being, Naila walked through the silent town. It was quiet, almost too quiet, but Naila ignored the eiry feeling and entered an abandoned store.
Luckily, no one had apparently been here, and there was still plenty of food. Naila saw a bag on the counter and grabbed it, walking through the store and getting different snacks and anything that looked healthy. There was suddenly a loud bang behind her, and Naila quickly dropped the bag, her gun in her hands. Naila spun around just in time as disgusting female U.B leapt at her, screaming. Naila shot the U.B in the head, and it fell to the ground in front of her. Naila didn't bother with getting the food, and begun to run out of the store. She skidded to a halt, horror crossing her face. Oh dear god. There was so many, entering the store in a hurry. They must of heard the female's squeal before Naila had killed her. Naila shot a male that came scampering at her on all fours before he could get too close, then turned and took off. She had to find another way out.
Naila found the back exit of the store and hurried out, looking around. She spotted three coming after her from the left, and let out a few rounds to take them out. She ran around the store to the open, looking to her car. Naila hadn't thought she had went that far, but her car was at the end of the road going through the town. How'd that happen? She quickly whipped around hearing screeches. She was surrounded by at least ten U.B's. This isn't going to end well.. Naila frowned and readied her gun, preparing for a fight.
