Dead is the New Alive

The zombie apocalypse has begun. You and a group of people, perhaps your friends, your loved ones or maybe even a few straggling strangers, fight for survival on the new landscape forged by the virus that has caused the dead to rise and the dying to become undead.

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Name: Annie Winchester
Age: 26 Years
Face Claim: Lizzy Caplan
Before the outbreak: Raised in New Orleans, Annie was born into the system – both her parents quite young and deciding adoption was the best option for their child. Annie found a home with an older couple – both in their forties – who took her in and loved her as if she was their own. She grew up well aware she was adopted but due to the loving nature of her adoptive parents she didn’t go looking for her real parents, though she did grow curious about them she thought it best to avoid seeking them out. She grew close to her father as she got older, the pair becoming inseparable and the older man teaching the young girl everything he could when it came to her showing an interest in cars and mechanics. During her years in high school, Annie’s mother passed away from pneumonia – her father becoming heart broken and shattered. Shortly after he too became ill and, to support her father in hopes of caring for him and not losing him like she had her mother, Annie dropped out of school and took after the family business.
Annie worked long hours and used what her father taught her to keep the business afloat and to keep a stable amount of money coming in, but it wasn’t enough. Her father passed away a year after her mother and left the girl alone. She never left however, working hard at the shop as if it were a legacy to her father’s passing and a way that she could keep his memory alive. But with her father’s death, in such a small community, came the pity of others. Annie knew that when people looked at her all they did was feel bad for her, they pitied her and made her feel weak when she could see it in their eyes. Slipping her extra tips and offering to give the girl a job in a ‘better environment’ away from her old life – as sweet as the notions were, they were something Annie found only made her withdraw more from them.
And that was when she met Oliver. The young man was a drifter who had no attachments and no life beyond that of his truck, and he didn’t look at Annie with pity or sadness. The two became close friends, she offered him a job in her shop and they worked with one another with an unspoken bond. Some joked they were lovers, even saying they were secretly married, but truth be told they just found family in one another over the years. This was to be the perfect life for the two of them that they were willing to live out for the rest of their days, unaware of the horrors that would lie ahead for the make shift pair of parentless soul mates.After the outbreak: When the outbreak first happened, Annie and Oliver were working under a car together. A lone zombie found it’s way into their garage and wandered straight into a table of tools, knocking them over and alerting the pair to it’s presence. The pair recognized it as local whom they both knew, but when Annie approached him assuming he was sick he lunged at her. Oliver pushed Annie out of the way and took the brunt of the force, teeth finding his arm and biting into it. Annie disposed of the zombie with a wrench to the side of it’s head multiple times until it finally fell still. Bandaging up Oliver’s arm the pair got the hell out of dodge in Annie’s pickup truck. Moving through the country, all the pair found was more and more devastation and, as they went on, Oliver grew sicker and sicker. Three days passed and the young man could barely sit up; vomiting and raging a high fever, Annie raiding pharmacies in hopes of making him well again but nothing ever cutting it.
Finally Oliver died, passing in the night while Annie slept in the truck on the side of the road, she came to at the sound of heavy breathing and whines that were rather guttural. Seeing Oliver now looking at her with glazed over eyes that read nothing but hunger, Annie reacted on instinct. Her hand found the back of his head and she bought it down repeatedly on the steering wheel with all the force she could muster until the front finally cave and his struggling and noises faded.  Staring at her only family, her soul mate, lifeless and bleeding out onto the dash of the car, Annie felt helpless and alone for the first time in years.
She pushed her friend’s lifeless corpse from the truck with shaky hands and took off down the road; never once looking back and only hoping she could find more humanity again, slowly becoming convinced that she was possibly the last person left alive.
Personality: Annie is a sweet young woman, a little rough around the edges but made of nothing but good inside. Her intentions are always pure and she often does what she can to put other’s before her and give them the benefit of the doubt. She can care for herself however, confident and strong; she won’t let people push her over even if she can often be too nice for her own good. Her loss of Oliver has made her very wary of letting people too close however, not wanting to have to end their lives the way she did his or have to put them through what she went through.

Name: Annie Winchester

Age: 26 Years

Face Claim: Lizzy Caplan

Before the outbreak: Raised in New Orleans, Annie was born into the system – both her parents quite young and deciding adoption was the best option for their child. Annie found a home with an older couple – both in their forties – who took her in and loved her as if she was their own. She grew up well aware she was adopted but due to the loving nature of her adoptive parents she didn’t go looking for her real parents, though she did grow curious about them she thought it best to avoid seeking them out. She grew close to her father as she got older, the pair becoming inseparable and the older man teaching the young girl everything he could when it came to her showing an interest in cars and mechanics. During her years in high school, Annie’s mother passed away from pneumonia – her father becoming heart broken and shattered. Shortly after he too became ill and, to support her father in hopes of caring for him and not losing him like she had her mother, Annie dropped out of school and took after the family business.

Annie worked long hours and used what her father taught her to keep the business afloat and to keep a stable amount of money coming in, but it wasn’t enough. Her father passed away a year after her mother and left the girl alone. She never left however, working hard at the shop as if it were a legacy to her father’s passing and a way that she could keep his memory alive. But with her father’s death, in such a small community, came the pity of others. Annie knew that when people looked at her all they did was feel bad for her, they pitied her and made her feel weak when she could see it in their eyes. Slipping her extra tips and offering to give the girl a job in a ‘better environment’ away from her old life – as sweet as the notions were, they were something Annie found only made her withdraw more from them.

And that was when she met Oliver. The young man was a drifter who had no attachments and no life beyond that of his truck, and he didn’t look at Annie with pity or sadness. The two became close friends, she offered him a job in her shop and they worked with one another with an unspoken bond. Some joked they were lovers, even saying they were secretly married, but truth be told they just found family in one another over the years. This was to be the perfect life for the two of them that they were willing to live out for the rest of their days, unaware of the horrors that would lie ahead for the make shift pair of parentless soul mates.

After the outbreak: When the outbreak first happened, Annie and Oliver were working under a car together. A lone zombie found it’s way into their garage and wandered straight into a table of tools, knocking them over and alerting the pair to it’s presence. The pair recognized it as local whom they both knew, but when Annie approached him assuming he was sick he lunged at her. Oliver pushed Annie out of the way and took the brunt of the force, teeth finding his arm and biting into it. Annie disposed of the zombie with a wrench to the side of it’s head multiple times until it finally fell still. Bandaging up Oliver’s arm the pair got the hell out of dodge in Annie’s pickup truck. Moving through the country, all the pair found was more and more devastation and, as they went on, Oliver grew sicker and sicker. Three days passed and the young man could barely sit up; vomiting and raging a high fever, Annie raiding pharmacies in hopes of making him well again but nothing ever cutting it.

Finally Oliver died, passing in the night while Annie slept in the truck on the side of the road, she came to at the sound of heavy breathing and whines that were rather guttural. Seeing Oliver now looking at her with glazed over eyes that read nothing but hunger, Annie reacted on instinct. Her hand found the back of his head and she bought it down repeatedly on the steering wheel with all the force she could muster until the front finally cave and his struggling and noises faded.  Staring at her only family, her soul mate, lifeless and bleeding out onto the dash of the car, Annie felt helpless and alone for the first time in years.

She pushed her friend’s lifeless corpse from the truck with shaky hands and took off down the road; never once looking back and only hoping she could find more humanity again, slowly becoming convinced that she was possibly the last person left alive.

Personality: Annie is a sweet young woman, a little rough around the edges but made of nothing but good inside. Her intentions are always pure and she often does what she can to put other’s before her and give them the benefit of the doubt. She can care for herself however, confident and strong; she won’t let people push her over even if she can often be too nice for her own good. Her loss of Oliver has made her very wary of letting people too close however, not wanting to have to end their lives the way she did his or have to put them through what she went through.

Name: Miranda Thomas
Age: 28 Years
Face Claim: Emma Stone
Before the outbreak: Miranda was raised in the system – bouncing from home to home since she could remember, no real memory of her actual mother and father and only of the faces that pretended to wear the labels until they decided she was too much to handle, the novelty grew old or they decided to have children of their own. While Miranda wasn’t much of a trouble child at the younger stages in her life, she never seemed to find a stable home for longer than a few months and every one that seemed like it had potential soon proved itself to be just another brick in the wall she was building around herself. Miranda was fifteen before she finally found a home that decided to keep her – and by that time most of the damage was done to the young girl’s spirit and soul. She was withdrawn and quiet, wearing a scowl at almost anything and only gesturing in responses to things; mumbling instead of talking if all else failed. But these parents would persevere, though despite their efforts it wasn’t their love or patience that began to chip away at the wall Miranda built.
Her foster brother, Allan, who was a good three years older, was the reason she finally began to think there was a place for her in the world once more. The boy was gentle with his new sister, having been from the system himself, and did what he could to make her feel as if she truly was at home. Over time the walls fell and Miranda allowed this new family to become her own; finally achieving hope and happiness and blissfully accepting this new found feeling. Something she wouldn’t have done if she had known what was to happen in the future.
Living with her loving family, the girl was supported through school and college and moved into a house on the same street eventually with her partner of the time – her brother only living a few streets over with his own wife and child. Everything was finally how it was meant to be, Miranda was in her final year of Psychology and was looking at finishing her studies to go straight into the field of working with kids that had dealt with the same things she had growing up.After the outbreak: Within the first few days of the outbreak, Miranda and her partner had holed themselves up in their home – watching the dead through the windows of their home with the lights off and the blinds drawn; watching the home of her parents just a ways down the street as it was ransacked after the first day. She didn’t want to think of what had happened to her parents and that wall she had once knocked down so long ago was beginning to build itself up once more brick by brick. The couple remained there as long as they could till their barricades gave way and they were forced to flee. On their way out to the car with all the supplies they could manage to carry, Miranda did her best to not look at the faces of the straggling dead as they drew closer but a familiar one sparked her eyes and stopped her heart in her chest.
Ambling towards her was her brother, Allan, dragging his battered body closer and gnashing his teeth in hunger towards his baby sister – and behind him she could make out his wife, their unborn child hanging out of her stomach as she shuffled slower behind him; gnashing and snarling all the same. It took all of her partner’s strength to get the young woman into the car but finally they drove off; Miranda watching her dead family amble after her as she felt the familiar loneliness begin to wash over her once more.
She wasn’t prepared for what was to happen next however, she had thought the worst was over and nothing could make her life have less meaning. That was until the gas ran out in the car and the couple were forced to push the vehicle into a small ditch on the side of the road. Her partner protested her attempts to follow and left Miranda sitting inside the locked car waiting his return. When she was starting to grow worried, hours having passed, the noirette finally gathered what she could of her wits and left the car in search of her partner – the last thing she had left in the desolate world. And she found him, looming over the corpse of a man in a mechanic’s jumpsuit with half the man’s insides hanging out of his mouth; staring at Miranda absently like she was just another dish on his table. And that was when she felt the bricks finally set in place and the wall was rebuilt, to never be knocked down again.
Personality: Miranda’s lost trust in people, she’s afraid to let people in after it took her so long to finally trust the first time. She prefers to keep to herself and remains very quiet and reserved most of the time, she will often observe other survivors she comes across only interacting if she really has to. Her fear of losing those close to her only grows worse as time goes on and she does her best to shy away from getting too close to others.

Name: Miranda Thomas

Age: 28 Years

Face Claim: Emma Stone

Before the outbreak: Miranda was raised in the system – bouncing from home to home since she could remember, no real memory of her actual mother and father and only of the faces that pretended to wear the labels until they decided she was too much to handle, the novelty grew old or they decided to have children of their own. While Miranda wasn’t much of a trouble child at the younger stages in her life, she never seemed to find a stable home for longer than a few months and every one that seemed like it had potential soon proved itself to be just another brick in the wall she was building around herself. Miranda was fifteen before she finally found a home that decided to keep her – and by that time most of the damage was done to the young girl’s spirit and soul. She was withdrawn and quiet, wearing a scowl at almost anything and only gesturing in responses to things; mumbling instead of talking if all else failed. But these parents would persevere, though despite their efforts it wasn’t their love or patience that began to chip away at the wall Miranda built.

Her foster brother, Allan, who was a good three years older, was the reason she finally began to think there was a place for her in the world once more. The boy was gentle with his new sister, having been from the system himself, and did what he could to make her feel as if she truly was at home. Over time the walls fell and Miranda allowed this new family to become her own; finally achieving hope and happiness and blissfully accepting this new found feeling. Something she wouldn’t have done if she had known what was to happen in the future.

Living with her loving family, the girl was supported through school and college and moved into a house on the same street eventually with her partner of the time – her brother only living a few streets over with his own wife and child. Everything was finally how it was meant to be, Miranda was in her final year of Psychology and was looking at finishing her studies to go straight into the field of working with kids that had dealt with the same things she had growing up.

After the outbreak: Within the first few days of the outbreak, Miranda and her partner had holed themselves up in their home – watching the dead through the windows of their home with the lights off and the blinds drawn; watching the home of her parents just a ways down the street as it was ransacked after the first day. She didn’t want to think of what had happened to her parents and that wall she had once knocked down so long ago was beginning to build itself up once more brick by brick. The couple remained there as long as they could till their barricades gave way and they were forced to flee. On their way out to the car with all the supplies they could manage to carry, Miranda did her best to not look at the faces of the straggling dead as they drew closer but a familiar one sparked her eyes and stopped her heart in her chest.

Ambling towards her was her brother, Allan, dragging his battered body closer and gnashing his teeth in hunger towards his baby sister – and behind him she could make out his wife, their unborn child hanging out of her stomach as she shuffled slower behind him; gnashing and snarling all the same. It took all of her partner’s strength to get the young woman into the car but finally they drove off; Miranda watching her dead family amble after her as she felt the familiar loneliness begin to wash over her once more.

She wasn’t prepared for what was to happen next however, she had thought the worst was over and nothing could make her life have less meaning. That was until the gas ran out in the car and the couple were forced to push the vehicle into a small ditch on the side of the road. Her partner protested her attempts to follow and left Miranda sitting inside the locked car waiting his return. When she was starting to grow worried, hours having passed, the noirette finally gathered what she could of her wits and left the car in search of her partner – the last thing she had left in the desolate world. And she found him, looming over the corpse of a man in a mechanic’s jumpsuit with half the man’s insides hanging out of his mouth; staring at Miranda absently like she was just another dish on his table. And that was when she felt the bricks finally set in place and the wall was rebuilt, to never be knocked down again.

Personality: Miranda’s lost trust in people, she’s afraid to let people in after it took her so long to finally trust the first time. She prefers to keep to herself and remains very quiet and reserved most of the time, she will often observe other survivors she comes across only interacting if she really has to. Her fear of losing those close to her only grows worse as time goes on and she does her best to shy away from getting too close to others.

Name: Molly Baker
Age:  25 Years
Face Claim: Rachel Miner
Before the Outbreak:  Molly grew up in a rather well to do home on the fancier side of Atlanta, Georgia. She was a well behaved girl until her teens— and then she became a bit rebellious, changed into someone entirely different, staying out until all hours and partying with kids twice her age, not caring what her parents would think— it was as if their sweet little girl was gone and a demon had taken her place. On one of the little excursions she was introduced to a very dark lifestyle, of sadomasochism and bondage— and Molly was instantly hooked. Her sexual relationships evolved, becoming trysts where she enjoyed physically harming her partner, dominating them. This lasted through highschool, and was quite the dirty little secret, another side of herself that she kept hidden from the ‘normal’ people that surrounded her.
When college came Molly decided to go into nursing, how could hurting and taking advantage of the clueless be any easier? Once she graduated college, Molly got a job at a local asylum for the mentally ill. Things were going great— she was able to satisfy her wicked urges and get paid— and then she met Jimmy. The ‘angel’ became her world— and she stopped hurting others. It was like Jimmy truly was able to heal something inside of her. They were inseparable, and even though Jimmy thought that at times there was a demon hiding inside of Molly, she was his best friend and only ally in the world.
After the Outbreak: When shit began hitting the fan, Jimmy was the first thing Molly thought about— anyone else in the asylum could become food for all she cared. She stayed with him until the inevitable happened— they needed to leave.
For weeks they stayed on the road, having gotten lucky because the mental facility had been on the outskirts of town and not anywhere overly populated. They couldn’t go back to Molly’s apartment, so they scavenged what they could, Jimmy constantly drawing more attention to them wherever they went because he thought of himself as an angel that couldn’t be harmed by this ‘virus’. He was an angel of the lord, he was immune to such things, and therefore never cared when the walkers got too close, leaving Molly to have to kill them while Jimmy stared dumbly at the animated corpse and then at the dark haired girl killing them, confusion evident on his face. Quite a few times Molly had to save him from close calls of getting killed or bit while he attempted to lay his fingers on a zombie’s forehead to ‘heal’ them as well, nearly getting fingers torn off in the process by gnashing teeth. Jimmy was essentially harmless, unable to kill anything, just talking about peace and constantly asking Molly ‘why they couldn’t get along with these creatures and help them?’
And then it happened, during a supply run Molly left Jimmy in the car, told him that no matter what he needs to remain in the damn car. He didn’t listen of course, because as soon as she disappeared into the hardware store, Jimmy was out of the vehicle trying to follow her, worrying that someone was going to hurt her and just knowing that he could protect her with his ‘angel’ powers.
Neither noticed the encroaching herd of undead coming their way. And while Molly was loading the trunk of the car up with supplies and ammo— Jimmy had wandered off out back into the wooded area behind the store. She finally noticed the herd as they noticed her and began shouting for Jimmy. He never heard her, having wandered too far. What else could she do? In tears, Molly got in the car and drove around the parking lot screaming through the cracked window for her charge while the undead tried desperately to get at her through the glass.
When he never answered, never showed a sign of life— she figured the walkers had got to him and reluctantly left, heading for higher ground.
Personality: Molly can be described as rebellious, with a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. She is cunning, clever and determined to survive the zombie apocalypse at whatever costs, it does not mean who she has to kill or what she has to do to live— she will do it. She has a dark side, and can be quite nasty and almost cruel and sadistic if someone was to piss her off— especially now without any law around. She only has one weak spot, and if he is gone she has nothing and would pretty much hurt whoever she felt got in her way. Jimmy, keeps her grounded, and without him Molly would probably go completely darkside and become an antagonist.

Name: Molly Baker

Age:  25 Years

Face Claim: Rachel Miner

Before the Outbreak:  Molly grew up in a rather well to do home on the fancier side of Atlanta, Georgia. She was a well behaved girl until her teens— and then she became a bit rebellious, changed into someone entirely different, staying out until all hours and partying with kids twice her age, not caring what her parents would think— it was as if their sweet little girl was gone and a demon had taken her place. On one of the little excursions she was introduced to a very dark lifestyle, of sadomasochism and bondage— and Molly was instantly hooked. Her sexual relationships evolved, becoming trysts where she enjoyed physically harming her partner, dominating them. This lasted through highschool, and was quite the dirty little secret, another side of herself that she kept hidden from the ‘normal’ people that surrounded her.

When college came Molly decided to go into nursing, how could hurting and taking advantage of the clueless be any easier? Once she graduated college, Molly got a job at a local asylum for the mentally ill. Things were going great— she was able to satisfy her wicked urges and get paid— and then she met Jimmy. The ‘angel’ became her world— and she stopped hurting others. It was like Jimmy truly was able to heal something inside of her. They were inseparable, and even though Jimmy thought that at times there was a demon hiding inside of Molly, she was his best friend and only ally in the world.

After the Outbreak: When shit began hitting the fan, Jimmy was the first thing Molly thought about— anyone else in the asylum could become food for all she cared. She stayed with him until the inevitable happened— they needed to leave.

For weeks they stayed on the road, having gotten lucky because the mental facility had been on the outskirts of town and not anywhere overly populated. They couldn’t go back to Molly’s apartment, so they scavenged what they could, Jimmy constantly drawing more attention to them wherever they went because he thought of himself as an angel that couldn’t be harmed by this ‘virus’. He was an angel of the lord, he was immune to such things, and therefore never cared when the walkers got too close, leaving Molly to have to kill them while Jimmy stared dumbly at the animated corpse and then at the dark haired girl killing them, confusion evident on his face. Quite a few times Molly had to save him from close calls of getting killed or bit while he attempted to lay his fingers on a zombie’s forehead to ‘heal’ them as well, nearly getting fingers torn off in the process by gnashing teeth. Jimmy was essentially harmless, unable to kill anything, just talking about peace and constantly asking Molly ‘why they couldn’t get along with these creatures and help them?’

And then it happened, during a supply run Molly left Jimmy in the car, told him that no matter what he needs to remain in the damn car. He didn’t listen of course, because as soon as she disappeared into the hardware store, Jimmy was out of the vehicle trying to follow her, worrying that someone was going to hurt her and just knowing that he could protect her with his ‘angel’ powers.

Neither noticed the encroaching herd of undead coming their way. And while Molly was loading the trunk of the car up with supplies and ammo— Jimmy had wandered off out back into the wooded area behind the store. She finally noticed the herd as they noticed her and began shouting for Jimmy. He never heard her, having wandered too far. What else could she do? In tears, Molly got in the car and drove around the parking lot screaming through the cracked window for her charge while the undead tried desperately to get at her through the glass.

When he never answered, never showed a sign of life— she figured the walkers had got to him and reluctantly left, heading for higher ground.

Personality: Molly can be described as rebellious, with a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. She is cunning, clever and determined to survive the zombie apocalypse at whatever costs, it does not mean who she has to kill or what she has to do to live— she will do it. She has a dark side, and can be quite nasty and almost cruel and sadistic if someone was to piss her off— especially now without any law around. She only has one weak spot, and if he is gone she has nothing and would pretty much hurt whoever she felt got in her way. Jimmy, keeps her grounded, and without him Molly would probably go completely darkside and become an antagonist.

Name: Shiloh Rumancek
Age: 23 Years
Face Claim: Jackson Rathbone
Before the Outbreak: Shiloh Rumancek was born in New York City to a stay at home mother and a father that owned a motorcycle repair shop, it was a life that would be envied by most kids in the city because the high rate of broken homes. His entire life before the outbreak was completely normal in almost every way, despite the fact that he constantly suffered from and battled with severe depression and anxiety. He just simply didn’t relate people, he preferred the company of his parents, especially his mother, and would always stay at home with them whenever he wasn’t at school. Despite his good grades and how smart he was, Shiloh always knew he had a job waiting for him at his fathers motorcycle shop as soon as he graduated and that made him feel both thankful and pressured at the same time. It wasn’t really his dream job but he felt a sense of obligation to work there and make his father proud since he was his only child. It turned out that he didn’t have to let his father down because as soon as he graduated high school and was ready to start college, his anxiety over actually leaving his home and family to go to college became too much and he just couldn’t do it. He reluctantly took a full time job working in the shop with his father, deciding to take some online classes for web design so he could still feel like he was doing something he really wanted to do while pleasing his father. It wasn’t so bad because he didn’t really have to deal with the customers face to face, his father was an outgoing man and took care of all of those things leaving Shiloh to focus on working on the motorcycles instead. It was when his father died a few years after he graduated things really started to get bad, the shop was closed down for quite some and he just didn’t think he was ever going to be able to reopen it. It turned that the solution to his problems came in the form of a long term friend that he’d made online named Jamie Blackwood who lived in the UK. The boy wasn’t having the easiest time at home and they found out that it would benefit them both if he were able to come to New York and work in the motorcycle shop with Shiloh. It took them months of planning and scraping money together to be able to do it but eventually they were able to get Jamie on a plane and on his way to the states. Once Jamie was actually there the the two became even closer than they had been online all those years, they were almost like brothers and completely inseparable, living and working together as well as spending most of their free time together. They fell into the same comfortable routine that Shiloh had with his father while working with him, Jamie dealt with the customers and Shiloh happily stayed away from them and worked on their bikes. 
After the Outbreak: When the outbreak hit, Shiloh was at work at the shop; he watched from the office as the world went to chaos outside the windows and waited. Eventually Jamie came to try to find him and once they reunited, the boys were planning their escape. Together they made their way back to Shiloh’s apartment and grabbed a backpack full of clothes and supplies they both might need, and then armed with a flashlight and a map, took down into the sewers to get out of New York thanks to Jamie’s brilliant plan of using the tunnels to get out of the zombie infested city.They walked the stinking sewers for miles before finally emerging on Manhattan Beach. After stealing a motorcycle and scavenging food supplies, the boys came up with a plan— go to Atlanta and find Leo, Jamie’s cousin— then get to the Florida keys with his family, knowing they had to be okay since Leo’s dad was a doomsday prepper. There were dozens of tiny uninhabited islands dotting the coast, if they could get to one— they should be alright— and become Kings on top of it.So that was the plan— and they took the entire coastal route south. Jamie had a vague idea of where his cousin’s farm was— and after days of searching and taking back roads, they finally found it— only to find the place deserted and no sign of his friend’s cousin or family. After consoling Jamie and urging him on, the boys once more started off for Florida by themselves— that is until a few weeks later while trying to find more ammo, Shiloh and Jamie were separated by a herd.
After being separated from his best friend Shiloh continued to battle with his anxiety and depression once again, almost giving in and ending things a few times but somehow he always managed to find the strength to move on. After weeks of traveling alone he finally stumbled upon the prison, which was still badly damaged from the attack from Woodbury. He almost turned around and walked away, thinking it was surely abandoned of all life except for the dead, until he saw someone walk out into the courtyard and ran up to the gates begging to for help. He’s called the prison home for a few weeks but doesn’t know how long that will last considering that everything in his life since the outbreak started has been temporary.
Personality: Before the outbreak Shiloh was very shy and he tended to keep to himself as much as possible, being more watchful and quietly observing of people rather than actually interacting with them. Running the motorcycle shop was much easier for him when his father was alive and he was a simple mechanic, he has always been better with the bikes he worked on than the people that owned them. After the outbreak, Shiloh who had always been prone to depression and anxiety, had a lot of issues and didn’t really want to continue on in the world the way it was but when he snapped out of it, he became quite effective in doing what needed to be done. He deals with the undead only slightly better than he has dealt with the few living survivors he’s encountered over the years since the outbreak.

Name: Shiloh Rumancek

Age: 23 Years

Face Claim: Jackson Rathbone

Before the Outbreak: Shiloh Rumancek was born in New York City to a stay at home mother and a father that owned a motorcycle repair shop, it was a life that would be envied by most kids in the city because the high rate of broken homes. His entire life before the outbreak was completely normal in almost every way, despite the fact that he constantly suffered from and battled with severe depression and anxiety. He just simply didn’t relate people, he preferred the company of his parents, especially his mother, and would always stay at home with them whenever he wasn’t at school.

Despite his good grades and how smart he was, Shiloh always knew he had a job waiting for him at his fathers motorcycle shop as soon as he graduated and that made him feel both thankful and pressured at the same time. It wasn’t really his dream job but he felt a sense of obligation to work there and make his father proud since he was his only child. It turned out that he didn’t have to let his father down because as soon as he graduated high school and was ready to start college, his anxiety over actually leaving his home and family to go to college became too much and he just couldn’t do it. He reluctantly took a full time job working in the shop with his father, deciding to take some online classes for web design so he could still feel like he was doing something he really wanted to do while pleasing his father.

It wasn’t so bad because he didn’t really have to deal with the customers face to face, his father was an outgoing man and took care of all of those things leaving Shiloh to focus on working on the motorcycles instead. It was when his father died a few years after he graduated things really started to get bad, the shop was closed down for quite some and he just didn’t think he was ever going to be able to reopen it. It turned that the solution to his problems came in the form of a long term friend that he’d made online named Jamie Blackwood who lived in the UK. The boy wasn’t having the easiest time at home and they found out that it would benefit them both if he were able to come to New York and work in the motorcycle shop with Shiloh. It took them months of planning and scraping money together to be able to do it but eventually they were able to get Jamie on a plane and on his way to the states.

Once Jamie was actually there the the two became even closer than they had been online all those years, they were almost like brothers and completely inseparable, living and working together as well as spending most of their free time together. They fell into the same comfortable routine that Shiloh had with his father while working with him, Jamie dealt with the customers and Shiloh happily stayed away from them and worked on their bikes.

After the Outbreak: When the outbreak hit, Shiloh was at work at the shop; he watched from the office as the world went to chaos outside the windows and waited. Eventually Jamie came to try to find him and once they reunited, the boys were planning their escape. Together they made their way back to Shiloh’s apartment and grabbed a backpack full of clothes and supplies they both might need, and then armed with a flashlight and a map, took down into the sewers to get out of New York thanks to Jamie’s brilliant plan of using the tunnels to get out of the zombie infested city.

They walked the stinking sewers for miles before finally emerging on Manhattan Beach. After stealing a motorcycle and scavenging food supplies, the boys came up with a plan— go to Atlanta and find Leo, Jamie’s cousin— then get to the Florida keys with his family, knowing they had to be okay since Leo’s dad was a doomsday prepper. There were dozens of tiny uninhabited islands dotting the coast, if they could get to one— they should be alright— and become Kings on top of it.

So that was the plan— and they took the entire coastal route south. Jamie had a vague idea of where his cousin’s farm was— and after days of searching and taking back roads, they finally found it— only to find the place deserted and no sign of his friend’s cousin or family. After consoling Jamie and urging him on, the boys once more started off for Florida by themselves— that is until a few weeks later while trying to find more ammo, Shiloh and Jamie were separated by a herd.

After being separated from his best friend Shiloh continued to battle with his anxiety and depression once again, almost giving in and ending things a few times but somehow he always managed to find the strength to move on. After weeks of traveling alone he finally stumbled upon the prison, which was still badly damaged from the attack from Woodbury. He almost turned around and walked away, thinking it was surely abandoned of all life except for the dead, until he saw someone walk out into the courtyard and ran up to the gates begging to for help. He’s called the prison home for a few weeks but doesn’t know how long that will last considering that everything in his life since the outbreak started has been temporary.

Personality: Before the outbreak Shiloh was very shy and he tended to keep to himself as much as possible, being more watchful and quietly observing of people rather than actually interacting with them. Running the motorcycle shop was much easier for him when his father was alive and he was a simple mechanic, he has always been better with the bikes he worked on than the people that owned them. After the outbreak, Shiloh who had always been prone to depression and anxiety, had a lot of issues and didn’t really want to continue on in the world the way it was but when he snapped out of it, he became quite effective in doing what needed to be done. He deals with the undead only slightly better than he has dealt with the few living survivors he’s encountered over the years since the outbreak.

Name: Elliot Theile
Age: 35 Years
Face Claim: Jessica Chastain
Before the Outbreak: Elliot had always been a smart girl, the top of her class in high school and graduating with honors. The girl went straight into university to study forensics. By the time she was twenty five, Elliot had started working within the field of forensic anthropology, situated in Boston. Her job was spent working with the dead, digging up remains and analyzing what those within the labs couldn’t. It was while in this field that she received a phone call from a curious young actor who desperately wanted to learn more about what she did for a role he wished to play in his own career.
This was how she met Eric. The pair met up a few times over coffee, she’d take him through cases she’d worked on that weren’t so heavily classified and try her best to teach him terms and the like that the job required. it was over time, after Eric took up the role, that the pair continued to see each other more and more. Soon enough a relationship developed between them, their friendship being a solid foundation for it - and thankfully solid enough as the months past and the romance dwindled due to their busy conflicting schedules. They stayed friends none the less, though lost contact when Eric had to travel particularly far for work. 

Without her close friend around as often any more, Elliot pushed herself deeper into her work. She had the odd boyfriend on and off and soon had a child of her own, her daughter being raised under Elliot being a single mother and caring for the girl all the while working under a new promotion in her field. Her daughter and her work became her life, the two things that kept her on the rails and focused.
After the Outbreak: When the outbreak occurred, Elliot was one of the first to know about it. The FBI had her daughter brought in from school so she could be with her mother and the two - along with other valued scientists and agents and their families - were put into lock down. This lasted a few weeks before their base began to get over run and they were forced to flee Boston. Elliot, her daughter, and a select few others were loaded into heavily armed transport vehicles supplied by the military to drive them out to the CDC in Atlanta. It was here they were to begin work and study on a cure.
They never made it however. The transporter became overwhelmed as a herd of walkers passed through and began attacking the vehicle - overwhelming it and causing it to crash. Elliot and her daughter were the only survivors, the woman rounding up what weapons she could gather and setting off with her daughter down the bloodied road in the opposite direction the herd had headed. The pair walked like so for months, until one day they found themselves on a main road. It was here everything changed for Elliot and Louise. The mother and daughter were scrounging for supplies and Louise ended up getting bitten when her mother wasn’t looking. 
This loss of her only daughter and the one thing that kept her going wasn’t something Elliot could bear. She sat with Louise until she turned, wrapping the girl’s body in a blanket and rope so she couldn’t move and tugging her along, all the while unwilling to let go of the one thing she had left. Elliot finally found an abandoned shack in the woods and slowly reinforced it with supplies she could gather. It was here she took refuge, hooking Louise up to strong, home brewed, sedatives to keep her comotosed as she began working on her original mission. Finding a cure.
Personality:
Elliot has always been hard headed and stubborn, strong willed and firm.  While she can still be gentle, she has a cold harshness about her that is enforced with her intelligence. She has the ability to compartmentalize, though it seems since she lost her daughter that the line between irrational and logical is fading fast. She is blunt but caring, her words only seeming harsh when in reality she always only has honest and good intentions.

Name: Elliot Theile

Age: 35 Years

Face Claim: Jessica Chastain

Before the Outbreak: Elliot had always been a smart girl, the top of her class in high school and graduating with honors. The girl went straight into university to study forensics. By the time she was twenty five, Elliot had started working within the field of forensic anthropology, situated in Boston. Her job was spent working with the dead, digging up remains and analyzing what those within the labs couldn’t. It was while in this field that she received a phone call from a curious young actor who desperately wanted to learn more about what she did for a role he wished to play in his own career.

This was how she met Eric. The pair met up a few times over coffee, she’d take him through cases she’d worked on that weren’t so heavily classified and try her best to teach him terms and the like that the job required. it was over time, after Eric took up the role, that the pair continued to see each other more and more. Soon enough a relationship developed between them, their friendship being a solid foundation for it - and thankfully solid enough as the months past and the romance dwindled due to their busy conflicting schedules. They stayed friends none the less, though lost contact when Eric had to travel particularly far for work. 

Without her close friend around as often any more, Elliot pushed herself deeper into her work. She had the odd boyfriend on and off and soon had a child of her own, her daughter being raised under Elliot being a single mother and caring for the girl all the while working under a new promotion in her field. Her daughter and her work became her life, the two things that kept her on the rails and focused.

After the Outbreak: When the outbreak occurred, Elliot was one of the first to know about it. The FBI had her daughter brought in from school so she could be with her mother and the two - along with other valued scientists and agents and their families - were put into lock down. This lasted a few weeks before their base began to get over run and they were forced to flee Boston. Elliot, her daughter, and a select few others were loaded into heavily armed transport vehicles supplied by the military to drive them out to the CDC in Atlanta. It was here they were to begin work and study on a cure.

They never made it however. The transporter became overwhelmed as a herd of walkers passed through and began attacking the vehicle - overwhelming it and causing it to crash. Elliot and her daughter were the only survivors, the woman rounding up what weapons she could gather and setting off with her daughter down the bloodied road in the opposite direction the herd had headed. The pair walked like so for months, until one day they found themselves on a main road. It was here everything changed for Elliot and Louise. The mother and daughter were scrounging for supplies and Louise ended up getting bitten when her mother wasn’t looking. 

This loss of her only daughter and the one thing that kept her going wasn’t something Elliot could bear. She sat with Louise until she turned, wrapping the girl’s body in a blanket and rope so she couldn’t move and tugging her along, all the while unwilling to let go of the one thing she had left. Elliot finally found an abandoned shack in the woods and slowly reinforced it with supplies she could gather. It was here she took refuge, hooking Louise up to strong, home brewed, sedatives to keep her comotosed as she began working on her original mission. Finding a cure.

Personality:

Elliot has always been hard headed and stubborn, strong willed and firm.  While she can still be gentle, she has a cold harshness about her that is enforced with her intelligence. She has the ability to compartmentalize, though it seems since she lost her daughter that the line between irrational and logical is fading fast. She is blunt but caring, her words only seeming harsh when in reality she always only has honest and good intentions.

Name: Ashley Anderson
Age: 21 Years
Face Claim: Avril Lavigne
Before the Outbreak: Ashley Anderson was born and raised in Atlanta, Georgia on May 13th, 1991. She had a fairly normal life. Her parents were still together, she had an older brother, they weren’t poor or struggling, nothing out of the ordinary to speak of except Ashley herself. She was always a rebellious child causing her parents a lot of grief, skipping school, staying out all hours of the night and even running away a few times. It didn’t take long for Ashley’s reckless lifestyle to get her into trouble that she couldn’t get herself out of with lies or tears and it would change her life forever. Shortly after her sixteenth birthday she found herself getting sick every morning and after a trip to the doctor with her very angry mother, it was confirmed that the girl was in fact pregnant. At first Ashley was angry that something like this could happen to her, pissed that her parents wouldn’t let her out of her responsibility and get rid of the baby but that all changed when she had her first ultrasound. Ashley’s life and attitude changed for the better when she saw her child on the monitor in front of her, she realized that little life growing inside her was all hers, it needed her and she would do anything in this world to protect it whether the babies father stuck around or not. Shortly after the new year Ashley’s daughter came into the world Brianna came into the world, healthy and happy. The first couple of months were hard because her the young mother was trying to finish high school and take care of her newborn daughter, the teenage girl had never appreciated her mother so much as she did while she struggled with schoolwork, graduation and being a parent. After graduation she remained living at home for the first few years, working at odd jobs, going to the local community college for computers and business at her mothers insistence even if she found them completely boring.Eventually she got to the point where she wanted to move out and, even if her mother didn’t want her to, she got her first apartment not too far from her parents house. Everything was a struggle for her, the fast food restaurant she was working at wasn’t very flexible with the hours she needed for going to school and she just wasn’t making much money. In reality Ashley knew she had to do something or she’d be moving right back home with her parents and she certainly didn’t want that. It was on her way home from work one night that she spotted the now hiring sign outside a strip club, at first she just shook the idea off because she didn’t think she’d ever be able to do something like that, she was a parent now and her own family would never approve. She went to her mothers home and picked up Brianna and went home, not giving it much more thought until a few days later when she got into a huge argument with her boss whom she didn’t particularly care for. She stormed out of the restaurant intent on never going back if she could do anything about it, but in reality she knew she would be right back there the next day begging and groveling for her job back and it made her sick. Not knowing what else to do with her day, since she had the day off college, Ashley found herself driving around with no particular destination and soon enough she was seeing that ‘now hiring’ sign on the strip club. In a moment of impulse she turned around and parked the car and decided to at least go in and see what it was all about, maybe it was just bar tending or something so what could it hurt? The blonde nervously made her way into the nearly empty bar and inquired about the position. After talking to the boss and some of the girls and hearing what they made, she was sold on the idea and got up on stage for her audition, dancing to a few of her favorite songs and having a good time doing it. She left the bar with a self satisfied smile on her face and brand new job. She worked in the strip club right up until the outbreak two years later, it gave her the money she needed to make it on her own, take care of her daughter and go to school. Her parent’s weren’t happy for it but they supported her in her decision and considered watching Brianna on the nights that she worked so she wouldn’t have to pay for childcare. It wasn’t the best job in the world but it met her needs and she could pick her schedule, she liked a few of her co-workers and there were even some customers she didn’t mind. She was especially close to Joanna Ramone, another stripper, and Olivia Mckay, the bartender and even hung out with them a few times outside of work.
After the Outbreak: Luckily Ashley wasn’t working at the strip club the night of the outbreak, she had been at college when she witnessed the first attack, which happened to be a man attacking and biting another man in the neck in the hallway and the teachers trying to pull him off her. One of the teachers got bit in the process and other students and teachers came to help. Classes were dismissed for the day and as Ashley walked to her car in a daze, she knew something was terribly wrong. She turned on the radio in her car and listened to the grim reports about the situation, the streets seemed to be a mess with people trying to get out of the city and she just couldn’t seem to get home fast enough. It seemed that everywhere she went, she saw more incidents like she had witnessed at school, people attacking, biting and even eating other people. She wondered what was becoming of the world they lived in.Of course nothing could have prepared the woman for the sight that would await her when she arrived at her parents house and it would haunt her forever. Her mothers car was in the driveway as usual but when she made her way up to the door it was wide open. She called out for her mother and her daughter but received no answer, she grabbed a fireplace poker since it was the nearest weapon that she could find and quietly made her way through the house. When she reached the second floor she heard the most disturbing noises ever coming from her mothers bedroom and slowly opened the door to investigate the situation. Cracking the door just enough to peer inside, Ashley saw the most horrible sight ever - it was even worse than the one in the hallway at school - a man, she recognized as one of the neighbors that she had known since she was a child, devouring what was left of her mother on the floor. Of course being in a state of terrible fear, Ashley did the worst thing possible, she screamed and attracted the horrible creatures attention. As the zombiefied man stumbled towards her making the most awful sounds she’d ever heard, Ashley did the first thing she could think to do and stabbed him right in the eye socket. She was just about to run when she heard sounds coming from the closet in her mothers room, she opened the door to find her frightened three year old daughter hiding. After comforting the little girl Ashley retrieved the bloody fireplace poker and and went around the house gathering whatever she could find that might be useful and packed it all into the car, knowing that she and Brianna had to get out of the city. Ashley survived with her daughter for almost two years, living in any place she could find shelter for the two of them. Occasionally they would find other people along the way but that would never last long and soon enough they were on their own once again. A few months ago on one of their most recent hunts to find canned food in a small abandoned store, Ashley turned her back just long enough to put some things into her backpack, as she did a zombie came out from wherever it had been hiding and before she could kill it, the creature bit Brianna. Enraged and full of despair for her daughter who was now going to die, Ashley killed the zombie with her knife and fell to the floor with her daughter. The little girl died in her arms and no matter how badly it hurt her, after the child passed she stabbed the little girl in through the eye with the same knife she had just used to take out the zombie, there was no way she was letting her baby turn and become one of them.  Ever since Brianna died, Ashley has been on her own just going through the motions of survival. She doesn’t really want to live because she feels she has nothing left for her but the strong willed woman has never given up on anything in her life and feels like her daughter and the lives of everyone she loved would just be in vain if she just gave in and ended it all. She’s recently been in search of another group of people to survive with because she seeks human companionship and a place that she can call home, if a place like that even exists anymore.
Personality: Ashley doesn’t seem to have all the stereotypical traits of a blonde, but she does fall true to some of them. Like the being proud of the way she looks aspect. However she is a very smart girl and was even going through college before the outbreak. She has a rockin style with the attitude to match. Becoming friends with her will consist of a lot of sarcastic comments and even some sass. Although after losing her daughter to a walker and being on her own for a while she found it hard to get close to anyone out of fear of losing them again. If anyone gets lucky enough to get past those walls then they’re in for her normal sarcastic comments, and jokes.

Name: Ashley Anderson

Age: 21 Years

Face Claim: Avril Lavigne

Before the Outbreak: Ashley Anderson was born and raised in Atlanta, Georgia on May 13th, 1991. She had a fairly normal life. Her parents were still together, she had an older brother, they weren’t poor or struggling, nothing out of the ordinary to speak of except Ashley herself. She was always a rebellious child causing her parents a lot of grief, skipping school, staying out all hours of the night and even running away a few times. It didn’t take long for Ashley’s reckless lifestyle to get her into trouble that she couldn’t get herself out of with lies or tears and it would change her life forever. 

Shortly after her sixteenth birthday she found herself getting sick every morning and after a trip to the doctor with her very angry mother, it was confirmed that the girl was in fact pregnant. At first Ashley was angry that something like this could happen to her, pissed that her parents wouldn’t let her out of her responsibility and get rid of the baby but that all changed when she had her first ultrasound. Ashley’s life and attitude changed for the better when she saw her child on the monitor in front of her, she realized that little life growing inside her was all hers, it needed her and she would do anything in this world to protect it whether the babies father stuck around or not. 

Shortly after the new year Ashley’s daughter came into the world Brianna came into the world, healthy and happy. The first couple of months were hard because her the young mother was trying to finish high school and take care of her newborn daughter, the teenage girl had never appreciated her mother so much as she did while she struggled with schoolwork, graduation and being a parent. After graduation she remained living at home for the first few years, working at odd jobs, going to the local community college for computers and business at her mothers insistence even if she found them completely boring.

Eventually she got to the point where she wanted to move out and, even if her mother didn’t want her to, she got her first apartment not too far from her parents house. Everything was a struggle for her, the fast food restaurant she was working at wasn’t very flexible with the hours she needed for going to school and she just wasn’t making much money. In reality Ashley knew she had to do something or she’d be moving right back home with her parents and she certainly didn’t want that. It was on her way home from work one night that she spotted the now hiring sign outside a strip club, at first she just shook the idea off because she didn’t think she’d ever be able to do something like that, she was a parent now and her own family would never approve. She went to her mothers home and picked up Brianna and went home, not giving it much more thought until a few days later when she got into a huge argument with her boss whom she didn’t particularly care for. 

She stormed out of the restaurant intent on never going back if she could do anything about it, but in reality she knew she would be right back there the next day begging and groveling for her job back and it made her sick. Not knowing what else to do with her day, since she had the day off college, Ashley found herself driving around with no particular destination and soon enough she was seeing that ‘now hiring’ sign on the strip club. In a moment of impulse she turned around and parked the car and decided to at least go in and see what it was all about, maybe it was just bar tending or something so what could it hurt? The blonde nervously made her way into the nearly empty bar and inquired about the position. After talking to the boss and some of the girls and hearing what they made, she was sold on the idea and got up on stage for her audition, dancing to a few of her favorite songs and having a good time doing it. She left the bar with a self satisfied smile on her face and brand new job. 

She worked in the strip club right up until the outbreak two years later, it gave her the money she needed to make it on her own, take care of her daughter and go to school. Her parent’s weren’t happy for it but they supported her in her decision and considered watching Brianna on the nights that she worked so she wouldn’t have to pay for childcare. It wasn’t the best job in the world but it met her needs and she could pick her schedule, she liked a few of her co-workers and there were even some customers she didn’t mind. She was especially close to Joanna Ramone, another stripper, and Olivia Mckay, the bartender and even hung out with them a few times outside of work.

After the Outbreak: Luckily Ashley wasn’t working at the strip club the night of the outbreak, she had been at college when she witnessed the first attack, which happened to be a man attacking and biting another man in the neck in the hallway and the teachers trying to pull him off her. One of the teachers got bit in the process and other students and teachers came to help. Classes were dismissed for the day and as Ashley walked to her car in a daze, she knew something was terribly wrong. She turned on the radio in her car and listened to the grim reports about the situation, the streets seemed to be a mess with people trying to get out of the city and she just couldn’t seem to get home fast enough. It seemed that everywhere she went, she saw more incidents like she had witnessed at school, people attacking, biting and even eating other people. She wondered what was becoming of the world they lived in.

Of course nothing could have prepared the woman for the sight that would await her when she arrived at her parents house and it would haunt her forever. Her mothers car was in the driveway as usual but when she made her way up to the door it was wide open. She called out for her mother and her daughter but received no answer, she grabbed a fireplace poker since it was the nearest weapon that she could find and quietly made her way through the house. When she reached the second floor she heard the most disturbing noises ever coming from her mothers bedroom and slowly opened the door to investigate the situation. 

Cracking the door just enough to peer inside, Ashley saw the most horrible sight ever - it was even worse than the one in the hallway at school - a man, she recognized as one of the neighbors that she had known since she was a child, devouring what was left of her mother on the floor. Of course being in a state of terrible fear, Ashley did the worst thing possible, she screamed and attracted the horrible creatures attention. As the zombiefied man stumbled towards her making the most awful sounds she’d ever heard, Ashley did the first thing she could think to do and stabbed him right in the eye socket. She was just about to run when she heard sounds coming from the closet in her mothers room, she opened the door to find her frightened three year old daughter hiding. After comforting the little girl Ashley retrieved the bloody fireplace poker and and went around the house gathering whatever she could find that might be useful and packed it all into the car, knowing that she and Brianna had to get out of the city. 

Ashley survived with her daughter for almost two years, living in any place she could find shelter for the two of them. Occasionally they would find other people along the way but that would never last long and soon enough they were on their own once again. A few months ago on one of their most recent hunts to find canned food in a small abandoned store, Ashley turned her back just long enough to put some things into her backpack, as she did a zombie came out from wherever it had been hiding and before she could kill it, the creature bit Brianna. Enraged and full of despair for her daughter who was now going to die, Ashley killed the zombie with her knife and fell to the floor with her daughter. The little girl died in her arms and no matter how badly it hurt her, after the child passed she stabbed the little girl in through the eye with the same knife she had just used to take out the zombie, there was no way she was letting her baby turn and become one of them.  

Ever since Brianna died, Ashley has been on her own just going through the motions of survival. She doesn’t really want to live because she feels she has nothing left for her but the strong willed woman has never given up on anything in her life and feels like her daughter and the lives of everyone she loved would just be in vain if she just gave in and ended it all. She’s recently been in search of another group of people to survive with because she seeks human companionship and a place that she can call home, if a place like that even exists anymore.

Personality: Ashley doesn’t seem to have all the stereotypical traits of a blonde, but she does fall true to some of them. Like the being proud of the way she looks aspect. However she is a very smart girl and was even going through college before the outbreak. She has a rockin style with the attitude to match. Becoming friends with her will consist of a lot of sarcastic comments and even some sass. Although after losing her daughter to a walker and being on her own for a while she found it hard to get close to anyone out of fear of losing them again. If anyone gets lucky enough to get past those walls then they’re in for her normal sarcastic comments, and jokes.

Name: Jasper Black
Age: 33 years
Face Claim: Jensen Ackles
Before the Outbreak: Jasper had been your typical police detective working for the homicide unit in Atlanta. He was a good cop, incorruptible and always diligent in protecting those that needed it. 
About two years before the apocalypse, Jasper had been working on the case of a local serial killer that had been luring and raping teenage girls then cementing the bodies in oil drums, leaving his ‘cargo’ at different construction sites around Atlanta. They were hot on the killer’s trail when he ended up abducting his would be last victim. An anonymous tip that Jasper’s sergeant wouldn’t listen to floored him into searching on his own. When he ended up finding the killer it was too late to save the girl. The situation came to a climax when the murderer returned to his hideout to find Jasper trying to save the girls life. A scuffle ensued and Jas ended up shooting and killing him.
After that he was suspended from the force and his life spiraled into one of guilt with one night stands and alcohol to numb the pain. At one time he and his brother Liam were inseparable, now he couldn’t stand to be around him, one minute feeling as if he would fail him too and then the next thinking that his baby brother blamed him for his failings and judged him—hell he thought everyone did after what happened.
Jasper began spending time at a nearby strip club and bar named ‘The Cat’s Meow’ where he met a stripper named Joey with a tale of woe that surpassed even his own. Having defended her one night from an attack by her violent boyfriend, they became quite close. She spilled the beans about her life, sharing all the sordid details with the ex cop. And in turn Jasper became her protector and friend. They exchanged secrets, became a confidant for one another, drank together and even shared a bed a few times. Joey had planned on leaving the bastard and Jasper was going to help her. The day that the plan was to unfold—the outbreak happened and the world as they knew it ended before their eyes.
After the Outbreak: Before they left Atlanta and hit the road, the pair desperately searched for Jasper’s little brother Liam and his wife and daughter to no avail. They took to the wilderness outside of the city and for a short while found a cave in the woods where they securely set up camp deep inside, going into nearby towns for supplies when needed and staying out of large areas and away from herds of  the undead. When they began running low on supplies and ammo, Joey waited in the cave where Jasper left her as he went in town for a run. She was alone for days until Merle Dixon, who was sent by Jasper, finally arrived to take her back to Woodbury where he claimed that Jasper was waiting. Once she got there and was  reunited with Jasper and she got to see what the place was really like, she hated the small town and  the lack of freedom and underlying cruelty the place seemed to have. She couldn’t wait till they could plan a way out and neither could Jasper.
The only good thing that came of Woodbury was Jasper being reunited with his long lost, younger brother, Liam whom they found there working for the Governor. It turned out to be a good thing in many ways because after some planning, Liam and Jasper planned an escaped. The younger Black brother convinced the guards to let him take the Impala out for a ride, managing to hide her and Jasper in the car buried under blankets on the floorboards. They escaped but their happiness ended soon after on a supply run when they ran  into a herd of walkers. She and Jasper were trapped in a store on one side while Liam was trapped outside on the other. Despite how much they wanted to save Liam, they knew they couldn’t and Joey ended up pulling her very reluctant  boyfriend out the back door and to safety. The last thing they saw was Liam standing on top of a car with a large herd of walkers around it— no escape—  nothing but a machete, there was no way to get to him and he surely wasn’t going to make it— or so they thought.
Joey watched Jasper as he went through the motions of living the next few months, knowing it was more for her sake than for his own. The couple found a cabin near a lake up high and stayed until they got rooted out again. Once more on the road, the Impala’s radiator decided to die stranding them alongside the road. They thought they were utterly screwed until a motor was heard coming  down the road. It ended up being a familiar face,  someone else who had escaped Woodbury that  knew them while they were there. She offered them a few nights in the prison with Rick Grimes’ group. That ended up turning into a permanent situation after the two former cops found a common bond and Jasper expressed his willingness to stay around and help out with the pending  threats from Woodbury. It was shortly after their arrival there that Joanna found out the worst  news, she was pregnant.
Just before Woodbury started the attacks on the prison Jasper and Joey had to leave unexpectedly to go after Hershel’s daughter Beth and her boyfriend Draven when the pair took off together to visit the farm and on the way there Joey miscarried the baby. Jasper and Joanna ran into a familiar face from the prison, Jack Harlow, who was out on a supply run. The man took the two back to the cabin he and his boyfriend Luke, who was injured during the attack from Woodbury, were staying in. Jack told Joanna and Jasper about the attack on the prison and how they had barely made it out with their own lives and didn’t think there were  any survivors. Despite Joey’s protests, Jasper left her there to recover while he went to honor his  promise to bring Beth and Draven home safely.
Personality: Jasper has always been a tough cookie, but he is also righteous, honorable and loyal to his family and those he loves. Guilt has been his worst enemy throughout this whole ordeal. First at having to leave the city without his brother, niece and sister-in-law, then later being reunited with his brother to just let him down again, having to leave him behind to almost certain death. He feels liable for everything Liam has gone through, the same with Joey, wishing he could have been a better guardian for his family.
After he was certain Liam died after escaping Woodbury, he fell into a deep depression— a survival mode if you will. All he did was eat and guard, barely sleeping, barely doing anything but watching for the undead and thinking about how badly he failed his entire family— and this is what still fuels him— the desire to stay strong and protect those he has come to love and care for around him.
He still has his moments where pre-outbreak Jasper shines through, where he talks about music, acts cocky and playful, enjoys the things he still has and acts like a sarcastic butthead— but nowadays he is more stern and humorless than not.

Name: Jasper Black

Age: 33 years

Face Claim: Jensen Ackles

Before the Outbreak: Jasper had been your typical police detective working for the homicide unit in Atlanta. He was a good cop, incorruptible and always diligent in protecting those that needed it. 

About two years before the apocalypse, Jasper had been working on the case of a local serial killer that had been luring and raping teenage girls then cementing the bodies in oil drums, leaving his ‘cargo’ at different construction sites around Atlanta. They were hot on the killer’s trail when he ended up abducting his would be last victim. An anonymous tip that Jasper’s sergeant wouldn’t listen to floored him into searching on his own. When he ended up finding the killer it was too late to save the girl. The situation came to a climax when the murderer returned to his hideout to find Jasper trying to save the girls life. A scuffle ensued and Jas ended up shooting and killing him.

After that he was suspended from the force and his life spiraled into one of guilt with one night stands and alcohol to numb the pain. At one time he and his brother Liam were inseparable, now he couldn’t stand to be around him, one minute feeling as if he would fail him too and then the next thinking that his baby brother blamed him for his failings and judged him—hell he thought everyone did after what happened.

Jasper began spending time at a nearby strip club and bar named ‘The Cat’s Meow’ where he met a stripper named Joey with a tale of woe that surpassed even his own. Having defended her one night from an attack by her violent boyfriend, they became quite close. She spilled the beans about her life, sharing all the sordid details with the ex cop. And in turn Jasper became her protector and friend. They exchanged secrets, became a confidant for one another, drank together and even shared a bed a few times. Joey had planned on leaving the bastard and Jasper was going to help her. The day that the plan was to unfold—the outbreak happened and the world as they knew it ended before their eyes.

After the Outbreak: Before they left Atlanta and hit the road, the pair desperately searched for Jasper’s little brother Liam and his wife and daughter to no avail. They took to the wilderness outside of the city and for a short while found a cave in the woods where they securely set up camp deep inside, going into nearby towns for supplies when needed and staying out of large areas and away from herds of  the undead. When they began running low on supplies and ammo, Joey waited in the cave where Jasper left her as he went in town for a run. She was alone for days until Merle Dixon, who was sent by Jasper, finally arrived to take her back to Woodbury where he claimed that Jasper was waiting. Once she got there and was  reunited with Jasper and she got to see what the place was really like, she hated the small town and  the lack of freedom and underlying cruelty the place seemed to have. She couldn’t wait till they could plan a way out and neither could Jasper.

The only good thing that came of Woodbury was Jasper being reunited with his long lost, younger brother, Liam whom they found there working for the Governor. It turned out to be a good thing in many ways because after some planning, Liam and Jasper planned an escaped. The younger Black brother convinced the guards to let him take the Impala out for a ride, managing to hide her and Jasper in the car buried under blankets on the floorboards. They escaped but their happiness ended soon after on a supply run when they ran  into a herd of walkers. She and Jasper were trapped in a store on one side while Liam was trapped outside on the other. Despite how much they wanted to save Liam, they knew they couldn’t and Joey ended up pulling her very reluctant  boyfriend out the back door and to safety. The last thing they saw was Liam standing on top of a car with a large herd of walkers around it— no escape—  nothing but a machete, there was no way to get to him and he surely wasn’t going to make it— or so they thought.

Joey watched Jasper as he went through the motions of living the next few months, knowing it was more for her sake than for his own. The couple found a cabin near a lake up high and stayed until they got rooted out again. Once more on the road, the Impala’s radiator decided to die stranding them alongside the road. They thought they were utterly screwed until a motor was heard coming  down the road. It ended up being a familiar face,  someone else who had escaped Woodbury that  knew them while they were there. She offered them a few nights in the prison with Rick Grimes’ group. That ended up turning into a permanent situation after the two former cops found a common bond and Jasper expressed his willingness to stay around and help out with the pending  threats from Woodbury. It was shortly after their arrival there that Joanna found out the worst  news, she was pregnant.

Just before Woodbury started the attacks on the prison Jasper and Joey had to leave unexpectedly to go after Hershel’s daughter Beth and her boyfriend Draven when the pair took off together to visit the farm and on the way there Joey miscarried the baby. Jasper and Joanna ran into a familiar face from the prison, Jack Harlow, who was out on a supply run. The man took the two back to the cabin he and his boyfriend Luke, who was injured during the attack from Woodbury, were staying in. Jack told Joanna and Jasper about the attack on the prison and how they had barely made it out with their own lives and didn’t think there were  any survivors. Despite Joey’s protests, Jasper left her there to recover while he went to honor his  promise to bring Beth and Draven home safely.

Personality: Jasper has always been a tough cookie, but he is also righteous, honorable and loyal to his family and those he loves. Guilt has been his worst enemy throughout this whole ordeal. First at having to leave the city without his brother, niece and sister-in-law, then later being reunited with his brother to just let him down again, having to leave him behind to almost certain death. He feels liable for everything Liam has gone through, the same with Joey, wishing he could have been a better guardian for his family.

After he was certain Liam died after escaping Woodbury, he fell into a deep depression— a survival mode if you will. All he did was eat and guard, barely sleeping, barely doing anything but watching for the undead and thinking about how badly he failed his entire family— and this is what still fuels him— the desire to stay strong and protect those he has come to love and care for around him.

He still has his moments where pre-outbreak Jasper shines through, where he talks about music, acts cocky and playful, enjoys the things he still has and acts like a sarcastic butthead— but nowadays he is more stern and humorless than not.

*DECEASED*
Name: Liam Black
Age: 29 Years
Face Claim: Jared Padalecki
Before the Outbreak: Liam basically had it all. He had the education, the girl, the nice apartment, even the kid.  It wasn’t perfect but it was as close to it as it was fair for anyone to get. He couldn’t control everything, unfortunately, least of all his brother. 
Liam knew Jasper was struggling but there was only so much help he could give someone who didn’t want to be helped and Liam had his wife and kid to think of. He didn’t want them to be around Jasper when he was the way he was. Jasper was not a good influence and as much as Liam loved his brother, he had to think of their well-being first and foremost. The differences in their opinions led to arguments and he and Jasper fought more often than not. 
In the end, the brothers drifted apart and stopped talking. Liam felt guilty about it. They had been best friends growing up, practically living in each other’s back pockets and always sticking together. It broke his heart a little bit that they could no longer be like that. He’d tried his best, but he just didn’t have what it took to fix his brother. He prayed someone else would.
So they kept on living their lives, separate from each other, and even though the guilt about giving up on his brother was still there in the back of his mind, Liam could honestly say that he was happy. The future looked bright and Liam believed he would have the life he’d dreamed of. But then the world changed.
After the Outbreak: People were turning. They died and then came back to kill the ones who hadn’t died the first time around. It was like something out of a horror movie, but worse because it was all real and happening to them. Liam didn’t stick around to wait for them to get attacked. He got his wife and kid in the car and drove, naively hoping that it was just their city that was affected. It wasn’t. Wherever they went was full of death and utter chaos. Eventually, they couldn’t keep driving anymore. Liam found them a place where they could hide for as long as they could. They were still clinging to the hope that help would eventually coming, although a smaller part of Liam knew it’d not.
They had been in their hideout for almost two weeks and they were low on food and water. Liam went out to find more, thinking that his girls would be safe where they were. He came back a little while later to the screams of his wife and daughter being torn apart by a small group of walkers who’d managed to find them. Liam killed every single one of them, half hoping that they would get to him and kill him too. He made it out but he was as alone as anyone could be. He’d lost his wife and his daughter, probably his brother and everyone else he ever knew as well. There was no one, but for some reason Liam couldn’t bring himself to end it all just yet, so he kept wandering.
The thing about being on your own for that long is that it drives you a little nuts and when you finally come across a living human being again, you’re pretty much willing to do whatever to make sure they let you stick around. For Liam, it was the Governor. The leader of Woodbury took the half-starved, heartbroken young man in and Liam swore that he would do whatever it took to repay him for that. And he did. They never really let Liam in on what was going on, but Liam was so sure that he was doing good that he didn’t even question it. 
In Woodbury, he found that he wasn’t as alone as he’d thought. Dani, the twin sister of the wife he’d lost, was the first familiar face he saw and it was equal parts happiness and pain as he looked at her, not only seeing someone he knew from before but also seeing his wife in her features. The second familiar face was his brother whom he’d also believed was dead. Through him, he also found out that the man he’d been working for might not have been such a nice guy after all. They decided to escape. It felt a little bit like a betrayal because despite his faults, the Governor had saved him—but Liam could no longer work for him.
Liam hadn’t really considered what they would do once they got out of Woodbury, he’d just naively thought that everything would be okay now that his big brother was there again. On that fateful day, a herd of walkers came out of nowhere and they had to split up and run. There were too many of them. Liam got away and he tried to circle back to the others but by the time he got there, no one was to be found. Once again he was all alone, but this time, he was able to cling to the hope that the others had made it out.. It was the only thing that kept him going— the hope that maybe they were out there somewhere, looking for him.
Personality: Liam is kind, caring, empathetic, good-hearted, heroic, intelligent, strong, sensitive, rational, free-spirited and independent; he can also be rather arrogant and stubborn. He is often the exasperated voice of reason in his relationship with others— especially his brother Jasper and he always tends to be very optimistic and hopeful even in the worst scenarios and situations although he has lost everyone he ever cared about— both his wife and daughter as well as father and brother. He tends to be rather obsessive-compulsive, a perfectionist and very neat. 

*DECEASED*

Name: Liam Black

Age: 29 Years

Face Claim: Jared Padalecki

Before the Outbreak: Liam basically had it all. He had the education, the girl, the nice apartment, even the kid.  It wasn’t perfect but it was as close to it as it was fair for anyone to get. He couldn’t control everything, unfortunately, least of all his brother. 

Liam knew Jasper was struggling but there was only so much help he could give someone who didn’t want to be helped and Liam had his wife and kid to think of. He didn’t want them to be around Jasper when he was the way he was. Jasper was not a good influence and as much as Liam loved his brother, he had to think of their well-being first and foremost. The differences in their opinions led to arguments and he and Jasper fought more often than not. 

In the end, the brothers drifted apart and stopped talking. Liam felt guilty about it. They had been best friends growing up, practically living in each other’s back pockets and always sticking together. It broke his heart a little bit that they could no longer be like that. He’d tried his best, but he just didn’t have what it took to fix his brother. He prayed someone else would.

So they kept on living their lives, separate from each other, and even though the guilt about giving up on his brother was still there in the back of his mind, Liam could honestly say that he was happy. The future looked bright and Liam believed he would have the life he’d dreamed of. But then the world changed.

After the Outbreak: People were turning. They died and then came back to kill the ones who hadn’t died the first time around. It was like something out of a horror movie, but worse because it was all real and happening to them. Liam didn’t stick around to wait for them to get attacked. He got his wife and kid in the car and drove, naively hoping that it was just their city that was affected. It wasn’t. Wherever they went was full of death and utter chaos. Eventually, they couldn’t keep driving anymore. Liam found them a place where they could hide for as long as they could. They were still clinging to the hope that help would eventually coming, although a smaller part of Liam knew it’d not.

They had been in their hideout for almost two weeks and they were low on food and water. Liam went out to find more, thinking that his girls would be safe where they were. He came back a little while later to the screams of his wife and daughter being torn apart by a small group of walkers who’d managed to find them. Liam killed every single one of them, half hoping that they would get to him and kill him too. He made it out but he was as alone as anyone could be. He’d lost his wife and his daughter, probably his brother and everyone else he ever knew as well. There was no one, but for some reason Liam couldn’t bring himself to end it all just yet, so he kept wandering.

The thing about being on your own for that long is that it drives you a little nuts and when you finally come across a living human being again, you’re pretty much willing to do whatever to make sure they let you stick around. For Liam, it was the Governor. The leader of Woodbury took the half-starved, heartbroken young man in and Liam swore that he would do whatever it took to repay him for that. And he did. They never really let Liam in on what was going on, but Liam was so sure that he was doing good that he didn’t even question it. 

In Woodbury, he found that he wasn’t as alone as he’d thought. Dani, the twin sister of the wife he’d lost, was the first familiar face he saw and it was equal parts happiness and pain as he looked at her, not only seeing someone he knew from before but also seeing his wife in her features. The second familiar face was his brother whom he’d also believed was dead. Through him, he also found out that the man he’d been working for might not have been such a nice guy after all. They decided to escape. It felt a little bit like a betrayal because despite his faults, the Governor had saved him—but Liam could no longer work for him.

Liam hadn’t really considered what they would do once they got out of Woodbury, he’d just naively thought that everything would be okay now that his big brother was there again. On that fateful day, a herd of walkers came out of nowhere and they had to split up and run. There were too many of them. Liam got away and he tried to circle back to the others but by the time he got there, no one was to be found. Once again he was all alone, but this time, he was able to cling to the hope that the others had made it out.. It was the only thing that kept him going— the hope that maybe they were out there somewhere, looking for him.

Personality: Liam is kind, caring, empathetic, good-hearted, heroic, intelligent, strong, sensitive, rational, free-spirited and independent; he can also be rather arrogant and stubborn. He is often the exasperated voice of reason in his relationship with others— especially his brother Jasper and he always tends to be very optimistic and hopeful even in the worst scenarios and situations although he has lost everyone he ever cared about— both his wife and daughter as well as father and brother. He tends to be rather obsessive-compulsive, a perfectionist and very neat. 

Name: Raina Petrova
Age: 23 Years
Face Claim: Alexis Joice
Before the Outbreak: Raina Petrova was born on March 12th, 1990 in  downtown Atlanta, Georgia to a young single  mother, named Angela. Her mother never  married her father and he didn’t feel obligated to  stick around after his daughter was born anyway.  Angela worked most of the time when she was  growing up and when the woman wasn’t working,  she had other priorities that didn’t include taking  care of her daughter. Those priorities mainly  included hanging out at local bars and either  spending the night with random men or bringing  them home for the night with her.She was pretty much raised by the son of one of  one of her mothers more long term boyfriends that  stuck around after his father took off and left him  there. Gavin, who was just two years older than  Raina, became like a brother to her while her  mother worked and partied all the time.  No  matter what conflicts and differences they had  growing up, he has was always there for her and  Raina considers him her best friend and the closest  thing to family she’ll claim. They didn’t grow up in  the best of neighborhoods so he was always  watching out for her and making sure she stayed  out of trouble, which wasn’t easy because Raina  became quite a handful the older she got. It seemed  that no matter how hard Gavin tried to steer her  in the right direction she was determined to rebel,  becoming more like her neglectful mother with  every passing day.By the time Raina was just fourteen years old she  was almost completely out of control, Gavin was  having to chase boys out of the house almost every  night no matter how much the younger girl would  scream at him for it. She was always being busted  with alcohol by the more responsible older boy and  getting pissed off when he would make her pour it  down the drain. She would skip school and run off  for days, leaving Gavin either having to track her  down or sit at home and worry that the rebellious  girl was dead in a ditch somewhere. Eventually  her mother got sick of going to court all the time  and being threatened with fines or even jail time  for not monitoring her daughter better and Angela  let her quit school.Turning eighteen was the best day of her life  because she officially had the freedom to do  whatever she wanted, it didn’t matter that she  had pretty much been doing that all along. While  Gavin worked hard as an apprentice in a local  tattoo parlor, trying to get his license to become a  full fledged artist, Raina was busy following in her  mothers footsteps. She didn’t work until till she  was almost nineteen years old, living with Gavin  in a rented house and letting him support her up  until he pretty much told her to get a job or get out  because he couldn’t afford it all on his own.  Partially out of spite towards Gavin and partially  because it was the only job she could find as a high  school drop out, Raina took a job at a strip club a  few doors down from the tattoo parlor where he  worked.Stripping just made Raina’s ego bigger than it  already was, she was already a bit conceited and  believed that she was the best dancer in the place  but the amount of money she made and the  attention she received just made things even  worse. She was constantly getting into fights with  the other dancers, thinking that she was better  than they were in every possible way, stealing as  much attention as she could from them and  sometimes even their customers. She was  notorious for luring other girls clients away so that  she could either make the money they planned to  spend on lap dances or back room sessions, she  didn’t really need the money she just did it simply  to prove she could.
After the Outbreak: Raina happened to be working the night of the  outbreak, she was just finishing up with a  customer in one of the back rooms when they  heard a bunch of commotion coming from the  front of the club. She got dressed and made her  way out only to find that the place was in total  chaos and looked very much like something out of  the scene of a horror movie. People that looked like  they should be on a slab in a morgue with injuries  no one could have sustained and lived were  stumbling around biting people, it looked like a  blood bathe. Her first reaction was that it had to be  some kind of joke, this couldn’t really be  happening.She probably would have been bitten if someone  hadn’t grabbed her from behind and pulled her out  the back door into the alley. When she finally got  out there and saw there were none of those  creatures she turned to thank the person but they  were already taking off down the alley, running  for their lives as she probably should have been  doing. Raina didn’t know what else to so after  grabbing a board she found by the dumpster to  defend herself against those things, should she run  into anymore, she cautiously made her way down  the alley towards the tattoo parlor, only one thing  in mind and that was finding Gavin.By the time she reached the place it was just as  overrun as the strip club and the streets were no  better, the undead monsters were everywhere it  seemed. She managed to find a car with keys and  gas in it, just barely making it out alive. She drove  to the only place she could think of and that was  the house she shared with Gavin, she had to find  him and know that he was okay. By the time she  reached the neighborhood they lived in it looked  like a ghost town and was about as quiet as one.  Raina went inside to look for the boy who raised  her but once again found nothing. She realized  that she was going to have to get the hell of there  with or without Gavin even if it broke her heart.  She set out packing up anything she thought  might be of use and loaded it into the car, taking  off but having no clue where she was really going.Raina pretty much survived the apocalypse  partially because she was lucky and partially  because she knew how to get what she wanted .  She didn’t know how to fight, had no experience  with weapons whatsoever in all honesty it was  probably her ruthless, stubborn ways that kept  her going. She never did find Gavin but she did  find other survivors along the way and managed  to use the only things she had going for her to  learn skills to survive as well the guns and knives  needed to aid her. She stayed with people till she  either out lived their usefulness and she tired of  them or they died, most of the time she found that  she was better off on her own.Her life was turned upside a few months ago when she met a cocky blonde straggler named Jamie Blackwood. The boy found her being hassled by one of her male traveling companions, an older man that wasn’t planning on accepting the fact that she was too tired to have sex that night for an answer, after chasing the man off and ‘unwillingly’ rescuing her the two bantered for a bit but eventually shared a very drunken and intimate night. The two continued to travel together for a few months before a herd of zombies separated them and left each of them thinking the other was dead. Losing Jamie was hard on Raina because he had really made an impression on her and the girl found herself traveling alone more often than she had before not wanting to be around anyone after his ‘death’.After months of traveling alone she was back to her old ways, finding another traveling companion and staying with them until they also died. It was shortly after this that her car broke down leaving her stranded with barely any supplies, she traveled for days and was half dead from dehydration by the time she reached the Travelier Motel and was taken in by the group. After being there a few weeks and being nursed back to health by the medics residing there she was back on her feet taking on the hated chore of helping out with meal preparations to do her part in helping the group out. It was around that time that she was unexpectedly reunited with a very injured Jamie who had been found and brought in for care. She did her part along with the medics in helping him on his way to recovering, refusing to leave his side until he was up and moving around.After a change in leadership, that left Jamie feeling threatened, they decided that the hotel was no longer a place they wanted to be and planned their escape. Sneaking out past Sage, one of the younger less attentive guards, after Jamie was asleep, Raina went out in search of a running car for them. While sneaking back in Raina was caught by the same guard that decided to leave with them. Sage become the only female that Raina ever cared about, becoming almost like a little sister to her until once again tragedy struck and they lost the girl when they were separated by a herd of zombies. It kills Raina not knowing whether the girl is alive or dead but she has become used to losing those she loves at this point and just continues moving on with Jamie in search of whatever safety and happiness they can find.
Personality: Raina was a spoiled bitch before the outbreak, used  to getting what she wanted and having the best of  everything. Her attitude didn’t change much until she met Jamie,  she had learned to adapt without the material  comforts of the old world and relied on her snake like charm and her body to get the  things she wanted - having the added bonus  of legally being able to kill if things didn’t go her  way. The only major change was the fact that everything she has had to do to survive had made her stronger. After meeting Jamie, Raina has become a bit nicer of a person, she now knows what it’s like to care so much about someone that she is willing to put them and their well being before even her own. She still isn’t the friendliest person but is more reserved than nasty with those that she doesn’t know. She occasionally is still prone to random outbreaks under extreme  situations but she snaps out of them pretty fast  when she realizes that it’s going to get her  nowhere.

Name: Raina Petrova

Age: 23 Years

Face Claim: Alexis Joice

Before the Outbreak: Raina Petrova was born on March 12th, 1990 in  downtown Atlanta, Georgia to a young single  mother, named Angela. Her mother never  married her father and he didn’t feel obligated to  stick around after his daughter was born anyway.  Angela worked most of the time when she was  growing up and when the woman wasn’t working,  she had other priorities that didn’t include taking  care of her daughter. Those priorities mainly  included hanging out at local bars and either  spending the night with random men or bringing  them home for the night with her.

She was pretty much raised by the son of one of  one of her mothers more long term boyfriends that  stuck around after his father took off and left him  there. Gavin, who was just two years older than  Raina, became like a brother to her while her  mother worked and partied all the time.  No  matter what conflicts and differences they had  growing up, he has was always there for her and  Raina considers him her best friend and the closest  thing to family she’ll claim. They didn’t grow up in  the best of neighborhoods so he was always  watching out for her and making sure she stayed  out of trouble, which wasn’t easy because Raina  became quite a handful the older she got. It seemed  that no matter how hard Gavin tried to steer her  in the right direction she was determined to rebel,  becoming more like her neglectful mother with  every passing day.

By the time Raina was just fourteen years old she  was almost completely out of control, Gavin was  having to chase boys out of the house almost every  night no matter how much the younger girl would  scream at him for it. She was always being busted  with alcohol by the more responsible older boy and  getting pissed off when he would make her pour it  down the drain. She would skip school and run off  for days, leaving Gavin either having to track her  down or sit at home and worry that the rebellious  girl was dead in a ditch somewhere. Eventually  her mother got sick of going to court all the time  and being threatened with fines or even jail time  for not monitoring her daughter better and Angela  let her quit school.

Turning eighteen was the best day of her life  because she officially had the freedom to do  whatever she wanted, it didn’t matter that she  had pretty much been doing that all along. While  Gavin worked hard as an apprentice in a local  tattoo parlor, trying to get his license to become a  full fledged artist, Raina was busy following in her  mothers footsteps. She didn’t work until till she  was almost nineteen years old, living with Gavin  in a rented house and letting him support her up  until he pretty much told her to get a job or get out  because he couldn’t afford it all on his own.  Partially out of spite towards Gavin and partially  because it was the only job she could find as a high  school drop out, Raina took a job at a strip club a  few doors down from the tattoo parlor where he  worked.

Stripping just made Raina’s ego bigger than it  already was, she was already a bit conceited and  believed that she was the best dancer in the place  but the amount of money she made and the  attention she received just made things even  worse. She was constantly getting into fights with  the other dancers, thinking that she was better  than they were in every possible way, stealing as  much attention as she could from them and  sometimes even their customers. She was  notorious for luring other girls clients away so that  she could either make the money they planned to  spend on lap dances or back room sessions, she  didn’t really need the money she just did it simply  to prove she could.

After the Outbreak: Raina happened to be working the night of the  outbreak, she was just finishing up with a  customer in one of the back rooms when they  heard a bunch of commotion coming from the  front of the club. She got dressed and made her  way out only to find that the place was in total  chaos and looked very much like something out of  the scene of a horror movie. People that looked like  they should be on a slab in a morgue with injuries  no one could have sustained and lived were  stumbling around biting people, it looked like a  blood bathe. Her first reaction was that it had to be  some kind of joke, this couldn’t really be  happening.

She probably would have been bitten if someone  hadn’t grabbed her from behind and pulled her out  the back door into the alley. When she finally got  out there and saw there were none of those  creatures she turned to thank the person but they  were already taking off down the alley, running  for their lives as she probably should have been  doing. Raina didn’t know what else to so after  grabbing a board she found by the dumpster to  defend herself against those things, should she run  into anymore, she cautiously made her way down  the alley towards the tattoo parlor, only one thing  in mind and that was finding Gavin.

By the time she reached the place it was just as  overrun as the strip club and the streets were no  better, the undead monsters were everywhere it  seemed. She managed to find a car with keys and  gas in it, just barely making it out alive. She drove  to the only place she could think of and that was  the house she shared with Gavin, she had to find  him and know that he was okay. By the time she  reached the neighborhood they lived in it looked  like a ghost town and was about as quiet as one.  Raina went inside to look for the boy who raised  her but once again found nothing. She realized  that she was going to have to get the hell of there  with or without Gavin even if it broke her heart.  She set out packing up anything she thought  might be of use and loaded it into the car, taking  off but having no clue where she was really going.

Raina pretty much survived the apocalypse  partially because she was lucky and partially  because she knew how to get what she wanted .  She didn’t know how to fight, had no experience  with weapons whatsoever in all honesty it was  probably her ruthless, stubborn ways that kept  her going. She never did find Gavin but she did  find other survivors along the way and managed  to use the only things she had going for her to  learn skills to survive as well the guns and knives  needed to aid her. She stayed with people till she  either out lived their usefulness and she tired of  them or they died, most of the time she found that  she was better off on her own.

Her life was turned upside a few months ago when she met a cocky blonde straggler named Jamie Blackwood. The boy found her being hassled by one of her male traveling companions, an older man that wasn’t planning on accepting the fact that she was too tired to have sex that night for an answer, after chasing the man off and ‘unwillingly’ rescuing her the two bantered for a bit but eventually shared a very drunken and intimate night. The two continued to travel together for a few months before a herd of zombies separated them and left each of them thinking the other was dead. Losing Jamie was hard on Raina because he had really made an impression on her and the girl found herself traveling alone more often than she had before not wanting to be around anyone after his ‘death’.

After months of traveling alone she was back to her old ways, finding another traveling companion and staying with them until they also died. It was shortly after this that her car broke down leaving her stranded with barely any supplies, she traveled for days and was half dead from dehydration by the time she reached the Travelier Motel and was taken in by the group. After being there a few weeks and being nursed back to health by the medics residing there she was back on her feet taking on the hated chore of helping out with meal preparations to do her part in helping the group out. It was around that time that she was unexpectedly reunited with a very injured Jamie who had been found and brought in for care. She did her part along with the medics in helping him on his way to recovering, refusing to leave his side until he was up and moving around.

After a change in leadership, that left Jamie feeling threatened, they decided that the hotel was no longer a place they wanted to be and planned their escape. Sneaking out past Sage, one of the younger less attentive guards, after Jamie was asleep, Raina went out in search of a running car for them. While sneaking back in Raina was caught by the same guard that decided to leave with them. Sage become the only female that Raina ever cared about, becoming almost like a little sister to her until once again tragedy struck and they lost the girl when they were separated by a herd of zombies. It kills Raina not knowing whether the girl is alive or dead but she has become used to losing those she loves at this point and just continues moving on with Jamie in search of whatever safety and happiness they can find.

Personality: Raina was a spoiled bitch before the outbreak, used  to getting what she wanted and having the best of  everything. Her attitude didn’t change much until she met Jamie,  she had learned to adapt without the material  comforts of the old world and relied on her snake like charm and her body to get the  things she wanted - having the added bonus  of legally being able to kill if things didn’t go her  way. The only major change was the fact that everything she has had to do to survive had made her stronger. After meeting Jamie, Raina has become a bit nicer of a person, she now knows what it’s like to care so much about someone that she is willing to put them and their well being before even her own. She still isn’t the friendliest person but is more reserved than nasty with those that she doesn’t know. She occasionally is still prone to random outbreaks under extreme  situations but she snaps out of them pretty fast  when she realizes that it’s going to get her  nowhere.

Name: Sage McKinny
Age: 22 Years
Face Claim: Juno Temple
Before the Outbreak: Life for Sage before the outbreak was just as precious, she was raised an only child by two very young parents, her mother only sixteen and her father seventeen,. Her parents were free spirits and loved their daughter with all they could muster, her mother even dropping out of school at that age to stay at home with her new born while her father stayed in school and even went to college on a scholarship. Sage grew up knowing love beyond that of material possession – she was raised to be gentle and kid to all those she met and to show the world just as much love as she showed her parents. Till she was twelve, this life was perfect and the young girl couldn’t have wished for more. However, it was at this age, her father – whom was only twenty nine at this point – fell ill with prostate cancer. Her mother who had never finished school and held a very low paying job washing clothes from her home, sold what she could of their possessions to support her husband’s treatments; to no real avail. He gave up his job when he became too weak, having once been a teacher at a university on philosophy – his body growing too sick to continue.
Over the course of a few months, Sage watched her father grow sicker and sicker and her mother stress more and more from grief – unable to do anything and knowing the sweet brave faces her beloved parents put on for her were really just masks for the true sadness she could feel from them. Before Sage had even reached thirteen her father passed away, leaving Sage and her mother with no real source of income or guidance – her mother then spending the next few years trying her hand at as many odd jobs she could.
By the time Sage was 17 she had left school and had followed her mother’s previous job, working with the woman she loved so dearly to wash clothes from home. Despite their lack of money and their struggle to keep a stocked fridge and a roof over their heads, Sage was still a happy young girl and was becoming more and more a free spirit like her father every day. When she reached 21, Sage still lived with her mother – but more so out of caring for the woman than not being able to leave. Her mother hadn’t handled the death of her husband and had grown distant and shut away – the free spirited life leaving her eyes and making her nothing but a cold shell of what she was for her daughter to care for; always hoping to reignite that fire that once burned in her eyes and heart.
After the Outbreak: During the days of the first outbreak, Sage lost her mother – the young girl had been out near the river nearest their small country town when she heard screams and smelt smoke. She fled back to their home to see cars up in ablaze and people being attacked by other people, unable to discern the dead from the living among all the blood and mess – the cries of the living making it even harder for her to hear her own voice over them as she screamed out for her mother. When Sage made it back to her own house she found her mother standing in the middle of the living room, the door was off it’s hinges but she refused to assume what she deep down knew was true. Reaching out to touch her mother, Sage was met with the haunted glazed eyes of a vacant soul and the gnashing teeth that were violently snapping at her arm. Pushing the woman she once loved back, the young blonde fled without looking back – her heart lodged in her throat as she ran from the small town; her dead mother ambling after her among the small herd of the dead.
The young woman ran from town to town till she ran into a small group of people a few towns over, they had been the only survivors she had encountered and for a few months the small group, including Sage, lived in an abandoned school bus that they drove wherever they could to keep themselves well supplied and safe. Over time they encountered attacks until five months into the safety of the bus they became overwhelmed and Sage fled with one of the other girls. The memories of their deceased ‘friends’ burned into their memories and their bodies driven by the horror to keep surviving. The pair lived on rooftops within a small town till winter came and they confined themselves to an old meat locker, but with malnourishment and exhaustion – during the night – death overcame the smaller of the two girls and she died in her sleep. Sage had no idea till the groans started and she was faced with her only friend since the world had collapsed wanting to gnaw on her face. This was Sage’s first proper kill, her body going into flight mode as she grabbed a brick and bludgeoned the girl to death. The event made it impossible to stay in the meat locker much longer and soon enough, Sage was on the move again.
Personality: Despite the horrible things Sage has seen and endured, she has somehow found a way to maintain a happy-go-lucky disposition towards most things. She’s still a peace lover and would never fire a gun unless her life truly depended on it. Sage often tries to see the good in thing and situations - particularly when they’re really looking bleak and down - and doesn’t let the walking dead stop her persevering nature.

Name: Sage McKinny

Age: 22 Years

Face Claim: Juno Temple

Before the Outbreak: Life for Sage before the outbreak was just as precious, she was raised an only child by two very young parents, her mother only sixteen and her father seventeen,. Her parents were free spirits and loved their daughter with all they could muster, her mother even dropping out of school at that age to stay at home with her new born while her father stayed in school and even went to college on a scholarship. Sage grew up knowing love beyond that of material possession – she was raised to be gentle and kid to all those she met and to show the world just as much love as she showed her parents. Till she was twelve, this life was perfect and the young girl couldn’t have wished for more. However, it was at this age, her father – whom was only twenty nine at this point – fell ill with prostate cancer. Her mother who had never finished school and held a very low paying job washing clothes from her home, sold what she could of their possessions to support her husband’s treatments; to no real avail. He gave up his job when he became too weak, having once been a teacher at a university on philosophy – his body growing too sick to continue.

Over the course of a few months, Sage watched her father grow sicker and sicker and her mother stress more and more from grief – unable to do anything and knowing the sweet brave faces her beloved parents put on for her were really just masks for the true sadness she could feel from them. Before Sage had even reached thirteen her father passed away, leaving Sage and her mother with no real source of income or guidance – her mother then spending the next few years trying her hand at as many odd jobs she could.

By the time Sage was 17 she had left school and had followed her mother’s previous job, working with the woman she loved so dearly to wash clothes from home. Despite their lack of money and their struggle to keep a stocked fridge and a roof over their heads, Sage was still a happy young girl and was becoming more and more a free spirit like her father every day. When she reached 21, Sage still lived with her mother – but more so out of caring for the woman than not being able to leave. Her mother hadn’t handled the death of her husband and had grown distant and shut away – the free spirited life leaving her eyes and making her nothing but a cold shell of what she was for her daughter to care for; always hoping to reignite that fire that once burned in her eyes and heart.

After the Outbreak: During the days of the first outbreak, Sage lost her mother – the young girl had been out near the river nearest their small country town when she heard screams and smelt smoke. She fled back to their home to see cars up in ablaze and people being attacked by other people, unable to discern the dead from the living among all the blood and mess – the cries of the living making it even harder for her to hear her own voice over them as she screamed out for her mother. When Sage made it back to her own house she found her mother standing in the middle of the living room, the door was off it’s hinges but she refused to assume what she deep down knew was true. Reaching out to touch her mother, Sage was met with the haunted glazed eyes of a vacant soul and the gnashing teeth that were violently snapping at her arm. Pushing the woman she once loved back, the young blonde fled without looking back – her heart lodged in her throat as she ran from the small town; her dead mother ambling after her among the small herd of the dead.

The young woman ran from town to town till she ran into a small group of people a few towns over, they had been the only survivors she had encountered and for a few months the small group, including Sage, lived in an abandoned school bus that they drove wherever they could to keep themselves well supplied and safe. Over time they encountered attacks until five months into the safety of the bus they became overwhelmed and Sage fled with one of the other girls. The memories of their deceased ‘friends’ burned into their memories and their bodies driven by the horror to keep surviving. The pair lived on rooftops within a small town till winter came and they confined themselves to an old meat locker, but with malnourishment and exhaustion – during the night – death overcame the smaller of the two girls and she died in her sleep. Sage had no idea till the groans started and she was faced with her only friend since the world had collapsed wanting to gnaw on her face. This was Sage’s first proper kill, her body going into flight mode as she grabbed a brick and bludgeoned the girl to death. The event made it impossible to stay in the meat locker much longer and soon enough, Sage was on the move again.

Personality: Despite the horrible things Sage has seen and endured, she has somehow found a way to maintain a happy-go-lucky disposition towards most things. She’s still a peace lover and would never fire a gun unless her life truly depended on it. Sage often tries to see the good in thing and situations - particularly when they’re really looking bleak and down - and doesn’t let the walking dead stop her persevering nature.