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Total Members Voted: 8

Voting closed: December 07, 2015, 12:09:06 pm

[kj1225]

Unless anyone else wants it, I think I'm gonna be the hero.

[Stirk]

Hunter got! Have Sheet!

Spoiler: Everett Owen (click to show/hide)

Name: Everett Owen
Type: Hunter

Brains 1
Body 0
Guts -1
Grit 2
Fleshwounds 11
Infection 3
Fear 3
Load 8
Supplies
Ties

Signature Move
-Hunter: +1 to rolling for Hunt&Forage
Optional Move(s)
-Track: In a natural or wilderness environment you can track a quarry aslong as there as there is a discernible trail
Advanced Move(s)

Background
 Everett was one of those generic live-in-the-woods dudes you see in books or movies. You know, lives in a shack in the woods, dosent like company too much, may or may not be a cannibal/love books/plot to overthrow the government/etcetra etcetra.
Look
 Everett is about 5'6", has pale skin, and has much of his semi-visible skin covered in thick dark hair. He mostly wears boots, blue jeans or cargo pants, and a old military surplus jacket. Hey, pockets are good.
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Out of curiosity, what was your old character like?

Bugger it, I'm going the Scout. I like sneaky bastards too.

Spoiler: Chuck "Norris" Remington (click to show/hide)

Name: Chuck "Norris" Remington
Type: Scout

Brains: 2
Body: 0
Guts: -1
Grit: 1

Fleshwounds: 10 (9+1)
Infection: 3
Fear: 3

Load: 8 (8+0)
Supplies:

Ties:

Signature Move: Scout - Roll Body (Brains?) +1 when sneaking.

Optional moves(s): Hide - Staying still and quiet while in the dark or behind cover, enemies don't notice you until you move.

Advanced move(s):

Background:

Chuck was an army private, out on a training exercise in the forest when the base got hit. The radio sputtered to life, a freaked sergeant shouting something about the dead overrunning the fences. They thought it was just some wise ass trying to get kicked out, but then new voices joined in. So many people screaming with fear, shooting at something. One or two times the voices were cut short, followed by low growling noises, then some wet crunches.

It finally hit them it was real when God Himself, Commander Kerroway, demanded backup. Nobody liked the fat ass, but he was the CO, so they packed up their gear and headed back to the base. Quick and quiet, just like they were taught.

When they got back, the base was gone. Oh it was still there, but the Rotters... they were eating their buddies. Little pockets of resistance still held out, the muzzle flash and staccato beat of machine gun fire drawing the dead like moths to a flame. There were too many of them, and Chuck said as much to their sergeant. He didn't like that. He was in charge, he said, then ordered Chuck to stay back at the edge of the forest, secure their escape route. He'd call when they needed Chuck to make some space for them. The moron was all about the chain-of-command, as though that would help them now.

Chuck was a good little soldier back then. He didn't like it, but he also didn't know that this was the beginning of the end... so he waited for them, spitting distance from the hole they made in the fence.

He waited some more, watching the Rotters mill about, the little drumbeats of gunfire becoming less frequent by the minute.

More waiting. It was getting dark. He clicked the radio a few times, not wanting to risk revealing his squad's position by talking. No reply.

He didn't know what to do from there. If the whole team got wiped out, what could he do on his own? So he stayed put. Waited there for two days, clicking the radio, and eventually asking them where they were. Silence.

After that, he knew there was nothing left for him there. He picked up his pack, and went back into the forest, trying to find a way to survive this nightmare...

Appearance:

Chuck is 5' 7", sporting dark, shaggy hair that sticks out all over the place, and a short beard he somehow manages to maintain after the apocalypse. He has dark eyes, chubby but weathered cheeks and a bulb-shaped nose.

He wears his tatty army uniform and boots, but has removed his rank insignia.

Quick point though: the PDF guide thing says to add my body+1 to my sneak roll... I think it means brains, seeing as how every other character adds their main stat+1 to their "signature" basic move.

No way I am calling him "Chuck Norris"  .

[Aseaheru]

National Guard type guy with no food but a fair amount of ammo.

[hector13]

No way I am calling him "Chuck Norris"  .

Chuck, Norris or Remington are acceptable.

[Twinwolf]

So, you guys think we need a Scavenger or Fixer more?

[Stirk]

National Guard type guy with no food but a fair amount of ammo.

Why keep that secret then?

No way I am calling him "Chuck Norris"  .

Chuck, Norris or Remington are acceptable.

"Chucky Remy!"

So, you guys think we need a Scavenger or Fixer more?

Eh, we could work with either, the actual character would be more important than his class. Tactically, the "Fix It" action isn't great as written. First off, it is very situational, since we would need something to break in the first place (and we don't have much to break at the start anyway). Even if we do, and you roll perfectly, you still get a downside and have to spend supplies. Lock-picking isn't that useful (We can probably get around any locked door with role-playing and bullets/explosives, plus it would be wierd for the DM to make a lock door that nobody can pick  )), and the hotwiring is again very situational. So in the end, the Fixer class has very situational advantages. If we end up fighting drone-users and other high-tech guys it might end up being useful in the end, of course, and it could make for a more interesting character background. If last game is anything to go by, the Scavenger's skills are more useful. Scrounge rolls don't seem to be based off of any attribute, meaning the only way to get +s here is to be a Scavenger or send more people. Alone, it gives you a 83.33% chance of getting at least a 6 and a 27.77% chance of getting a 10+ (Roughly a 10% increase over normal), and a 91.66% chance of getting a 6+ if you have one person with you with 41.66% of a 10+. Additionally, the "Stretch the supplies" skill is fairly useful, depending on how scarce supplies are, as it is essentially a free supply point per day. Not sure about the backpack one though, I can't seem to find rules on how much you can normally lug around  .

....I droned on again  . It boils down to the Scavenger, as written, to having a more useful roll than the Fixer. The Fixer's niche is very situational, and the ZM would have to throw them a few bones for them to get any mileage out of their abilities.

In the end, flavor>mechanics for RPGS  . If you wanna play a gearhead character, go with that. If you wanna play a Scavenger character, go with that.

[Aseaheru]

Measure of suspense? I dunno. I think I was mostly worried about it getting turned down for one reason or another.

[hector13]

"Chucky Remy!"

Trust you to come up with the most awful sounding nickname

[wipeout1024]

I'm back in! I just need to go back and make another character.

[Stirk]

Measure of suspense? I dunno. I think I was mostly worried about it getting turned down for one reason or another.

Doing stuff in secret makes the other players paranoid, ya know.

"Chucky Remy!"

Trust you to come up with the most awful sounding nickname

I'm good at it, ain't I? _{At least I never named one of my characters Chuck Norris.....}

[hector13]

I didn't name him Chuck Norris I named him Chuck Remington! Norris is his nickname.

I just imagined what kind of crappy name someone might get in the army.

_{^{Or maybe started with Chuck Norris and worked backwards...}}

[wipeout1024]

Here!

Spoiler: Bernice Guinn (click to show/hide)

Name: Bernice Guinn
Type: Runner

Brains 0
Body +2
Guts +1
Grit -1
Fleshwounds 8
Infection 3
Fear 3
Load 10
Supplies


Ties

Signature Move
-Quick- +1 to Body when making a run for it.
Optional Move(s)
-Stick With Me: If you roll a +12 when you run for it, you can bring along another survivor with you, and they do not need to make a roll for themselves.
Advanced Move(s)

Background
Growing up in Pontiac, Michigan, Bernice spent most of her early childhood in poverty. However, throughout all of this, there was one thing that kept her dreaming for more. Tennis. Bernice always wanted to become the next Serena or Venus Williams, and throughout elementary middle, and high school, that never changed. Eventually, Bernice received a tennis scholarship to Spelman College, but during the freshman orientation, the zombie apocalypse hit.
Look:
Bernice is an African-American woman, who stands at about 5'6. While not fat, she still carries some baby fat in her thighs, and hips.  She has her hair in a curly ponytail, and she usually wears polo shirts, denim pedal pushers, and sneakers.
 
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[Stirk]

5'6"
5' 7"
5'6

I find it amusing that everyone but me not only put their heights, but the fact they are about the same within an inch of each other  . "We are the Five Six gang. You gotta be 'bout five six to join. Five five? Yer in. Five six? Definitely in. Five seven? Welcome into the club stretch. Five eight or five four? Get out of town."

[hector13]

I blame Aseaheru.

[wipeout1024]

Actually, I wonder too. 5'6 is actually pretty short for a guy.