The Walking Dead

[Aconitum]

I know this rp has been done to death, but I really like the zombie themed ones, so this is happening. Right here, right now, and you're gonna like it. No, you don't have to know the game, comic, show or whatever. We're just surviving a zombie apocalypse.

~RULES~

-You will NOT ruin my rp with any sex, got it? If I see any of that, your character will be horribly maimed in a manner that will prevent them from performing such a disgusting act.

-if you have a problem with another member in my rp, get over it or go to a mod cause I don't care.

-don't message me to whine about not being included, force yourself in if you're not being noticed (if you really feel like it's an issue, just message me to start something between our characters. I know how it feels to be ignored, but I want you to try at least.)

-no powers

-no special snowflakes (you're not "the best" or "the greatest" at shit, so get over yourself)

-no god mode

-HAVE FUN!

(Edit to rules):

-Be realistic with the weapons that need bullets, arrows, or other shots. You CAN run out of ammo and you WILL need to find more.

-You can't just snap your fingers and have your resources. In game, if you ever run out of anything, you'll have to wait one day (real time) before you're able to get more

-Dixon is the only real badass, true shot, fearless mofo in the walking dead world. Not you. You need to build your skills. I'm okay with like... Being really good, but you can't be perfect in your shots or kills. Then it's a never ending competition of rpers trying to be the best and that's annoying as hell.

-As for your character interactions, I can't really control that. If your character is a good guy, great. But not everyone in game will automatically know that or trust that. Don't take it personally, but other survivors will attack you regardless of who's side you're on. You'll have to prove yourself if you want other survivors to know you as a savior or good guy.

[Farewell]

Name: Zaida
Age: 19
Weight: 99
Height: 5'5
Species: Sergal/Synx hybrid
Appearance: short, fit and toned, curvy, purple toned with white but blended in the middle of the two color is a small amount of black, glowing eyes, sharp teeth and claws, floofy scruff, has a faux hawk, some black patterns on her face.
Clothing: down below
Weapons: Machete, survival knife, Silenced pistol, shotgun with magazine, Crow bar.
Items in bag: Little Ammo, Small medical kit (one person use), pill bottle (6 Pain relief pills) monster energy drink, one water, bag of beef jerky, canned, glow sticks, lighter, fishing line
Personality: quiet, calm, patient, cunning, mysterious, demented, hurt, loner
Abilities: somewhat good at Hiding, Raiding, Hunting, Good with Close combat, Extremely Stealthy, Strong, High pain threshold, Great Shot, Alright healer
Extra pics: finally found all the gear she has! although they are dirty with blood, diet, ect. Not to mention they have holes. And her arms are covered up in bandage wrappings, usually visible without her jacket

[Aconitum]

((Lawl okay good!))

Name: Acon Lovien

Age: 19 or so

Species: jackal/husky mix

Gender: female

Weight: meh

Height: meh

Personality: loud mouthed, rude to most, knows no boundaries, arrogant, self righteous, smooth/sly, cunning, only really looks out for herself, a neutral evil type of character

Appearance: tall and curvy with long athletic legs and arms, dark-grey fur with lighter ash-grey fur on her face, long electric-blue hair styled into a lady pompadour, alien green eyes with no pupils, nine stubby tails tied together with a ratty bow, long claws that match the color of her hair

Clothing (can use pictures): a lot of leather; black leather jacket and skin tight leather pants with boots to match, no shirt (often shows a lot of chest), keeps a lot of bullets on her person but never actually uses a gun, dirty bandage-like wraps are always tied around her paws

Weapons: two baseball bats; one is wooden and covered with rusty nails and the other is a dented up metal one

Abilities (what are you good at?): boxing, street fighting, some medical knowledge but not enough to be labeled a healer of any kind, gambling (not really anything to be good at, but you know), trading

[Wolxikin]

Name: Blu Nevvin

Age: 20 Or something

Gender: Male

Species: Wolx, wolf/fox hybrid

Appearance: light blue, with underbelly coming up to bottom jaw, large black scar over left eye

Clothing: Light gray, leather body armor

Personality: Quiet, cunning, quick

Weapons: Chainsaw type sword, custom famas and desert eagle

Abilities: Fast runner, lots of endurance, decent at paurkour

Extra: pics:




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[warfox]

Species: vulpine

Name: warfox

Physical Traits: Lean muscular green eyes

Personality: the strong but quiet type

Weight:145

Height: 5’9”

Combat style: jiu- jitsu,boxing, kickboxing, Aikido, classified seal training

Weapon: G36 machine gun, beretta 92,.357 mag,ww2 m1 grand,ww2 1918 trench knife, paw to paw (all fire arms have attached suppresser excluding .357 mag)

3v gear tactical 3.0L hydration backpack: contents: lots of ammo, one fragmentation grenade, black powder, 4 army canteens battery's (N.V.Gs), flashlights, socks, extra pair of combat boots, ear plugs, compass, 20 ft of rope, M.R.Es, 4 pounds of beef jerky, and a few plastic credit cards   

clothing: tattered standard fire resistant A.C.U with tactical Kevlar vest, N.V.Gs/thermal img, hooded leather duster

ability's: army seal brute training, field medical training, has vast knowledge on automobiles and aviation vehicles, very resourceful, has some experience with explosives

[Cifero Windtail]

(I'm unsure whether I'm going to join this or not yet, but I have to say, Acon... I loved your comment about not having sex in here.    Right on.)

[SadDubwool]

(i am deciding to join)

[London The Wolf.]

Species: Wolf

Name: London. (Or Freelancer London)

Physical Traits: Lean muscular gold eyes and crimson scars.

Personality: Kind, Strong, Brave, Smart a good person... Until he gets angry... Then stuff starts to die.

Weight:175

Height: 6'5"

Combat style: Swordfighting, Sniping/Marksmanship_ classified PMC training and augmentation

Weapons: 1x AW Magnum (50.cal) Sniper, 2x M1911A1, 1x Black Steel Longsword, paw to paw (all fire arms have attached suppresser and the and Sniper has a variable Zoom. 5-25 times.)

clothing: Nano Weave trenchcoat T-shirt and pants with tactical Kevlar vest N.V.Gs

ability's: PMC and field medical training, Trained Pilot and Professional Driver, very resourceful and quick on his feet

[Rayleonarde]

Name: Rayleonarde "Ray" Blackburn

Age: 19

Species: Raccoon

Gender: Male

Weight: Hasn't checked in a while

Height: 6' 2''

Personality: Happy-go-lucky, reserved, quiet. Would rather submit than fight another non-infected person.

Appearance: Lanky, purple fur. Not much else about him.

Clothing: Torn brown t-shirt, khaki cargo-pants. A relatively large backpack, scavenged it from a dead soldier after the initial infection passed.

Weapons: .22LR bolt-action rifle, 9mm M9 Beretta, and a Halfachance parang (weird, tilted-hilt machete).

Abilities: Decent at sneaking, cooks alright, and knows basic first aid.

[Aconitum]

(I'm unsure whether I'm going to join this or not yet, but I have to say, Acon... I loved your comment about not having sex in here.    Right on.)

((You should! and thank you, Cif~ ^^ The rp section of the forums has been ruined by the all the "single wolf dragon female/male looking for a playmate~ hur hur hur"))

[Farewell]

(Oh my god, I know I hate how they are all looking for a partner in Rp they need to chill)

[Aconitum]

((For real though! I mean, this site isn't a place for dating. It's a fun, clean site for clean furs! >3< oh, and we can start whenever y'all feel like it))

[Farewell]

(I will post soon. It's like four in the morning and I need to go to bed since school starts in a few hours. Can't fall asleep during class)

[Aconitum]

((Oh yes, get your rest my pretty~ *watches Zaida as she sleeps and runs the back of paw on her cheek*))

[Farewell]

(Alright I'm awake and ready to start)
Zaida ran smoothly through the city, she dodged cars, bodies, and other things that blocked her path. Jumping up the fence, she then jumped onto the side of a house she stopped in place carefully scanning the area. The hybrid on a crouch position had her ears laying low as her breathing was barely heard, muffled under her gas mask that hid her face. Zaida kept her eyes sharp as her ears flicked about for any nose, so far didn't sense any walkers near or at least that weren't close.