Name: John Magnuson
Species: Elder
Height: 6 foot, 2 inches
Weight: 175 pounds
Age: 28
Appearance: Dark grey leather longsleeve jacket. M81 Woodland cargo pants. Heavy, black knee-high combat boots. Supplemented by hardened brown leather chest, shoulder, elbow, knee, and wrist armor. Brown pilot's goggles. Shaved head, brown eyes, tanned skin.
Job Before Apocalypse: Mercenary
Weapon: Remington 870 Shotgun, and a "First Blood" Survival Knife
Bio: Considered by many to be a desperado for his looks, attitude, and love of the almighty dollar, John is a proficient survivor and warrior, though he isn't quite "military grade," he can get the job done... for the right price. Even after the Apocalypse happened, he still only accepts jobs that make him large sums of cash, but sometimes he'll make an exception to fight for the people, rather than for the money. Most notably, when the Ze-ites and Elders retreated to the poles, he asked that he should not be paid for his sevices.
Sorry for not joining sooner, I've been busy with life
HOLY CRAP YOU JOINED A RP!
Name: Felix The Third
Species: Elder
Height: 5'9
Weight: 190 pounds
Age: 30
Appearance: Urban Cameo fatigues, Kevlar vest, C4 Canadian Gas-mask, black gloves, this picture should make it easier
Underneath the mask he has Auburn colored hair, brown eyes, wide set eyes, and a smile.
Job before Apocalypse: Marine
Weapon: FN-Scar with ACOG Scope, serrated combat knife
Bio: Before the Apocalypse, meaning the current one with the Ze-ite people. Felix was a simple marine sent to safeguard the President. However when the nukes hit, he and the others tried to live underground. As time went on, Felix volunteered to clone himself, along with 10 others, to preserve the bunker's workforce. Eventually, before the bunkers were opened, Felix the Second volunteered to clone himself once again. Now he's Felix the Third, and he's living among the Ze-ites, doing what he does best.
That is safeguard those around him.