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Fan Fic Preparation Thread

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First off. Many thanks to Harpadarpa and Clayton_Boylan for inspiration for this thread. They are amazing writers and definitely deserve some mentioning, and recognition.

I will make a thread similar to Harpa's. The characters will be the forum users of the Walking Dead, in a zombie apocalypse. Note that this is only a preparation thread not the actual one. It will basically set up the basis, and foundation of characters, and the story.

Here is the story thread

We have a lot of people, so new joiners will have to come later. However go ahead and make a character, you will probably come soon. Also. If your character has died, you can make a new one, but they won't come in a long time, because you have already been in it.

I will post the subjects below. To enter please reply to the comment.

  • (This will be updated)

    First Off Characters

    What is your character name? (You can use username if you like.)

    What is your characters personality like?

    Does your character have a backstory? (Family, job, life, etc. This information is not required.)

    Setting (Not required if you don't want to.)

    The most selected places will be the starting points.

    Where would you like to begin your story? (Places like an airport, business office, farm, school, or home are examples)

    Would you rather be with a small group, or a big group, or alone?

    • Cody

      Doug like personality, neutral, nerdy, defend those who are loyal, soft, forgive easily, kind.

      backstory: lost all of my family and still searching for my m.i.a. girlfriend, old game designer
      Setting: looking in the woods for her

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      Name: AWESOMEO.

      Personality: Warm hearted, loyal to true friends, and willing to sacrifice everything for what he believes in. Easy tempered, and will achieve anything he wants due to strong will power. He's a realist, reacts first in any situation due to strong instincts, and knows how to free-run quite well.

      Backstory: A post military pilot who moved to America in order to Learn computers in college and write on the side. His family stayed in his homeland.

      I'll be in the big group I guess.

    • Name: Raging_Blades

      Personality: Loyal to friends. Usually calm, but can get angry at times. Brave, kind, forgiving, and sometimes awkward. Is usually quiet but speaks up when he needs to. Likes to be around people, and hates being alone.

      Setting: Big group. Maybe in a mall.

    • Name: Zyphon Hartwell

      Personality: A generally nice, smart guy with a pretty overactive imagination. Doesn't talk too much. Likes to think of ways to solve a problem, and generally doesn't like to go in "guns blazing".

      Backstory: A writer who was just getting started with his first real story, "What Comes After". He doesn't have many friends or family, but isn't exactly lonely.

      Setting: New York, starts in an apartment building with a fairly small group.

    • Name- Eli Conner
      Personality- Can be depended on in any situation. Did 4 Tours in Afghanistan/Iraq. Can be sarcastic and funny. 28 years old. Shotgun Specialist. Quotes verses from the Bible from time to time. Boxed while in the military. Own a automatic shotgun with different types of shells ( electricity and explosive along with regular.) Owns heavy duty brass knuckles that have spikes coming off each knuckle.
      Backstory- Just made it back from tour and walked into a world of shit.
      Setting- Driving down the road in a humvee with enough food, ammo, blankets and water for several people.
      Start off alone first then can be put into any type off groups.

      • Sounds good. Guess I'll be searching up some bible verses soon.

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          I can help you out with that Raging.

          • Cool. I guess post some popular ones here I can use.

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      Loving all these fan-fics!

      Name: Deceptio

      Personality: Nice, caring, comforting, tough, stealthy, rarely gets angry, will fight back if purposely hit.

      Backstory: I was at my friends house for the weekend, and it was raining the entire weekend, so we had to stay in the house. When my friend's mom drove me home, there were walkers all around in my neighborhood. My friend's mom for eaten, and I rushed home and my family were dead. Distraught and filled with anger and sadness, I grabbed as much food/water as possible and a french knife along with me to search for other survivors. (I'm still new to the whole scenario, so I don't know that people come back no matter what unless brain is destroyed, or that you must inflict damage on a walker's head to kill them, etc.)

      Setting: Medium sized neighborhood, very woody and is literally pitch black at night. Lots and lots of trees, not really bright and "open" as other neighborhoods.

      I would like my story to begin at my house, then leaving and exploring my neighborhood, and then the towny area.

      Group Size: I would prefer a medium sized group. (5-10 people)

    • Characters:

      Harp oughta do just fine.

      He works intensely for those he loves, and could give two shits about those he doesn't. Smart, and uses size to his advantage a lot (with a height of 6'5" and a width of a foot and a half, he'd be an idiot not to). He puts a lot of faith into his paranoia. If he likes the vibe somebody puts off in their initial meeting, he'll give them a chance. If somebody gives him a shitty vibe, then he'd rather put a bullet in them than continue on. He is also an insomniac (likely out of sleeping pills, though you could give him some if you like), which, if unattended, can fuck him over hard. Doubling his paranoia, and making him even more of an asshole than usual. He's also brutally honest. If you irritate him when you talk, he'll say, "Stop talking, you're irritating me."


      I'd like to be in a small group. On his grandmother's ranch.

    • Name: Ohyoupokedme (AKA Ohyou AKA Pokedme)

      Personality: Smartass. Doesn't take much seriously. Overprotective of his beliefs and opinions.

      Backstory: Amateur pianist. Family died. The end.

    • His name is Pavel. He is very protective and is near obsessed with security (will commonly be doing double watch shifts and repairing fortifications). Pavel is a UN Peacekeeper, who was stationed in Peru when the world went to shit. His mother was killed in a shootout and his father died while driving under the influence, his only remaining family was his brother, Asim, who was at their apartment in Atlanta. He dislikes firearms. Very calm, but when provoked, is an aggressive and completely different person. He is 6 feet four inches, and wears the standard UN Riot Control gear. He is an idealist, due to his training in the UN, and will risk his life to save another. In his mind, others first, security second. Thanks for the shout out, @Raging_Blades and I can't wait to start reading!

    • First Off Characters

      What is your character name? (You can use username if you like.) Heavy Weapons Guy

      What is your characters personality like? High temper, very protective of my guns, would do anything for family

      Does your character have a backstory? (Family, job, life, etc. This information is not required.) Raised in the winters of Siberia

      Setting (Not required if you don't want to.) idunno

      The most selected places will be the starting points.

      Where would you like to begin your story? (Places like an airport, business office, farm, school, or home are examples) Street

      Would you rather be with a small group, or a big group, or alone? Alone for most of the beginning

    • Character name: Lewis James

      He's friendly to everyone, but only if they are friendly to him. He is kind hearted and will put the lives of loved ones before him; one problem though, he doesn't have much courage. He will only lie if it will benefit the person at the time, and when he's hungry or bored he will get a little edgy.

      He's only in his young 20's and feels bad as he had lot's of ambitions for life but will never get to accomplish them. He is taking care of his younger sister Emily as they search for other family relatives in the area... If they're not already dead.

      They are found in the upstairs of their parents house by a big group of survivors searching for food and they spare his life when they see that he's with a child.

      He knows he has to get over his fear of conflict if he is going to protect his sister from danger in this world.

      1. Adrian,for short Adi.
      2. Shy,but prolly messed up in the head.
      3. In your story you can show how I try to find my family and I found them dead,and I can't care for anyone anymore.
      4. I would like to begin at my school.
      5. A relatively big group whic will try to settle and build a fort or city or whatever.
    • Name: Larry.

      Personality: Always tries to help others, loves other people, somewhat socially awkward, very forgiving, and all around nice guy. (Talkative.)

      Backstory: Lived up north in Wisconsin, for his whole childhood, then moved away (To wherever this takes place at.) He was 27 when the ZA started, and has plenty of hunting experience with a bow, and rifle.

      Setting: Small group.

    • Name- Gary Oak

      Personality- Overconfident, Neutral, Gets angry easily, Will always help group, Loud, prefers melee over ranged weapons.

      Backstory: From australia, was on holidays in America when the walkers appeared, lost best friend in the first day. Has no contact with family back at home and wonders what has happened to them.

      Setting: Small group, convenience store.

    • Name: Stephany

      Personality: A sympathic girl that doesn't like confusions and that tries to do all to put the group always friendly to each other.

      Quality: friend

      Defect: a bit afraid

      Backstory: A girl that was on vacation when this happens, she lost's all her familly and after that she stays a bit afraid of having to kill people or of getting bitten.

    • Name: Jewfreeus

      Personality: nice, friendly and loyal towards his group and is always willing to do whatever it takes to keep us safe if anyone messes with the group or him they will regret it

      Backstory: Grew up in Australia and was on holiday in America when the outbreak started so he was not able to leave

      Setting: He would be with a small size group held up in a hotel (they block off an area so they have multiple rooms to use and the walkers can't get in unless there is a weak point)

    • Umm, can i be in it, too, please? I guess i'm just gonna have to go on and do this and see what happens.

      Name: Azlyn

      Personality: Indecisive, bipolar, laid-back, intelligent, funny, violent, hot tempered, cautious, smart-ass, trustworthy, doesn't trust anyone, loner, protective, low self esteem, overly-active, tomboy, selfless, is lead by both morale and survival instincts, unafraid to voice her opinion, calm in hard situations, etc.

      Backstory: (So my character has a LONG backstory, and i only finished the first part, but i'll post it here, if that's okay)

      Let’s just start with the beginning...You see,i’m not human.Really,i’m not.I’m a troll.Not the kinda trolls you might be thinking ‘bout,those stupid children making people mad from behind a computer moniter.A troll is almost like a human,only with grey skin and horns.Well,okay,i don’t have grey skin,but i have horns.They look something like this:

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      Yup.Stare at ‘em if you like.Anyway,i’m not really a troll,nor a human.I’m mixed.I was bred in a lab,with both the genes of a troll,and the ones of a human.You haven’t seen trolls before,’because the live on another planet,in another galaxy,only discovered recently.Your scientists thought that,since trolls show strong signs of intelligence and comprehension and feelings,maybe there were chances the 2 civilizations could live together.I dunno why they’re so stupid.Why would they want the civilizations to live together?The were good on different planets.

      Anyhow,i was raised in that goddamn lab of theirs.It was my home.Hmpph,what a home that was.

      My room was not a room at all,it was a cell.But the scientist decided that maybe i could be civilized and all,maybe i could be treated like another human.They were scared of me.Even after 13 years,since i was born,they still didn’t trust me.They thought i was an animal.I never interacted with them more than necessary.Never had someone to speak with.Never had a friend...The scientists had me tested with different machines every day,to make sure i was “human” enough to live normally.They educated me,forced me to do what they wanted,learn the history of Earth,the different languages.They learned i had a higher intellect than even them.Yeah,i do.And a better memory.I know EVERY language on your planet.EVERY language.I’m not boasting.I never asked to know your languages.I was forced.As in,i was electocuted if i didn’t obey.I always had to wear this collar around my neck,which sent electric shocks whenever i misbehaved.But,believe me,those were rare times.

      When it turned 14,it was the best day of my life.The scientist reluctantly let me have an actual room,a normal one.Do you know why that was so wonderful?Because they also took my collar off.Of course,they had the room monitored and all,but they let me have the whole room all to myself!However,the only place i could enjoy total privacy was the bathroom.During my first week in that room,i was undisturbed,they didn’t even force me to study their stupid subjects.I finally had some time to relax.But it was also during that first week in that room,that i discovered i had some powers the scientists were unaware of.I had psionic powers.It’s something like telekinesis combined with super awesome kick-ass powers.Let me explain.

      When i’m in trouble,or experiencing some strong feelings,my right eye starts to go fully red and my left eye blue.Both my eyes glow and spark and shit,until the object i’m focusing on is moved where i want,or is broken into as many pieces i desire,or stuff like that.Well,when i found out about my powers,i was scared,but i kept it to myself,trained myself in 2 days,in the bathroom,so that the scientists would never know.Of course they came to check on me,since i only stood in the bathroom all the time,but they just found me playing games on their devices or something,never training myself to escape.Sometimes,they would electrocute me come out and stay in the right place.It hurt,and i swore to myself,each time they hurt me,that i will kill them one day.

      But first,i escaped.I broke my collar with my powers one night.Then,i broke all the cameras.Then,the door.It was really easy for me.I got out by breaking everything in my path.Doors,walls,windows,PERSONS...They all went poof in my way.

      I was scared of the world,at first.I didn’t know what it was,didn’t know what to expect...Didn’t know what to be afraid of...It was frustrating.I slept in and alley at night,far away from the lab,because i knew people were looking for me.I found a...Hat.In a dumpster.And i put it on,to hide my horns.I knew i had to find myself some real clothes,because i was still dressed in the white robe from the lab.Half naked,i mean.

      But for a mutant to get money in a strange world,while hunted by the government...That’s hard,yo.

      Let me rephrase that:The only way for a mutant to get money in a strange world,while hunted by the government,is to steal.Or kill.

      I chose to steal.I tracked an innocent man one night,in a dark alley,and that’s how i strated my career as a pickpocket.My only solace for what i was doing was that i had enough money to sustain myself.

      I guess i’m not an ugly girl.I have curly,black,shoulder-length hair.I’m kinda skinny,though...I have pale white skin,hazel eyes...Oh,and my blush is yellow.Naturally.Yep.

      I bought myself a yellow hoodie with black stripes,some black jeans,and,just in case,a cool black baseball hat.That’s all i needed as a disguise.

      Soon enough,i knew i had to find someplace to stay.Someplace that wasn’t at hand’s length from pedophiles,expert rapists,spontaneous murderers and someplace that wasn’t just some used cardboard box that’s also a museum for different types of dog pee in a dark,secluded alley.

      But first,i thought i should stay clear of cities.That way,maybe it’d be harder for the white-coat dudes to find me.Someplace...At the countryside.I coulda used some fresh air after all that time in a lab full of chemical smells and all.And maybe someplace where i could find me someone to teach me the ropes in acting like a human...

      (Again, it is not finished yet, but i think this is enough of a backstory on its own for now...)

      Setting: * I would like to start at a farm, because that's where i am now. I am always at my gran's farm on weekends. Well, almost always. I'm at a farm in a small village, in the countryside. And, I think i'd rather be with a small group, made out of my family or my friends. But, no, probably family, because all that i want to do in the apocalypse is protect my little brother and, well, help those that need it.

      So yeah. Sorry it's so long, it's just that these kinda comments are my forte. :3 I hope i can be in your story, too. I think it's awesome how many writers are gathering here to do these awesome stories.

    • Name: Mateo

      Personality: "Lone Wolf", Quiet, Secretive, Mysterious, Dangerous, Bold. Scared to befriend anyone. Works under pressure. Aggressive when mad. Few, but wise words. Looking for his place in the new world.

      Backstory: Born and raised in the ghetto of Mexico. At the young age of 4, Mateo witnessed public executions by the drug cartel of his whole family except his Uncle, Carlito. Carlito worked in the drug business to support Mateo to move to America one day. As Carlito drifted away, at the age 14, Mateo began to hustle with gangs. One day, rival gangs attacked , slaughtering members of the gang, and shooting Mateo through the cheek. Mateo has a scar of a bullet wound in his cheek (both sides; entrance wound and exit wound). At the age of 23, Mateo and Carlito move to America. Carlito is murdered and Mateo begins drug dealing in the streets of (location) under the radar, with his friend Marco. When the apocalypse begins, Marco gets a fever and Mateo is scared. Mateo realizes there is more to life than money, but is that his final lesson?

      Starting point: Sleeping in an alley rigged with make-shift traps, alone.

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      Name: Dawn
      Age: 14

      Personality: Clementine type of personality, but she's not all that quiet. She speaks when she wants, even when the adults are talking. She's a very smart girl, knows how to get out of walker situations thoroughly. She can be cold hearted to those that hurt her or anyone she likes. She's a hard, puzzled girl who knows exactly what she's doing.

      Backstory: At home, while her brother was baby sitting her, their beautiful, amazing mother was at work. Their father wasn't the dream father they'd hope he was. He'd always make Dawn's brother do all the work. Feed her, take care of her, ect. One normal, sunny day, that's when everything changed. Dawn had her music up really loud upstairs, her father heard a knock on the door. The knock sounded kind of, scratchy, there were gurgles and weird noises at the door. Dawn's father opened the door, only to see a walker heading straight for him. He had no clue what this.. this 'thing' was. Dawn ran downstairs after turning off her music, going to get something to eat, then seeing her father, on the floor, blood everywhere, being chewed on by this 'thing'. Dawn scurried up stairs to her brothers room, after she told him what she saw, he grabbed a baseball bat, and ran down stairs. He slipped on the bottom stair and was right next to the walker. The baseball bat was thrown upstairs, towards Dawn. She grabbed the base ball bat, tightened her grip, and in the midst of that moment, it was slow, and silent for Dawn. She proceeded to whack the walker over the head 4-5 times. Blood spilling out of it's head, her father, laying on the floor, not breathing. Her brother grabbed the baseball bat for himself, and told Dawn to get a hammer. Got there backpacks and headed for their mothers work. 2 months later, it was just Dawn and her brother. Their mother, wasn't found anywhere. They were still trying to find her, everywhere they looked, she wasn't there. So they hit the road, in need to find a safe place, or at least good people.

      Family members: Brother, 19, Jaedon, alive. Father, 40, Michael, dead. Mother, 38, Rina, unknown.

      Where will your story begin?: On the side of the road, kind of where Lilly shot Carley/Doug. That type of road. With her brother, and herself, walking along the side of the road. Hopefully people from the group, that were going on a run, invite them both into the group.

      Group type: Any decent, communitized group would be fine.
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  • Why dislike :O. Please be trolls :D

  • Awesome, Raging_Blades!

    Name: LeeTheProfessional or just Pro

    Personality: For this story I'll put calm, cool, collective. A born leader but usually the Lone Wolf, doesn't mind working with a team that can communicate and have each others backs though. Sarcastic and witty, likes to make people laugh, will be friends with just about anybody, doesn't judge anyone and respects those who give respect back. Willing to help those in need, Fearless and tough, if he has to fight or get somewhere/something he will usually do it in a sneaky manner and avoid making a big mess, by the time they realize something is up I'll be long gone.

    Backstory: Ex Hitman. I had a contract to kill a man, they offered me more money than usual, which was weird, but I didn't question it. On my mission, I uncovered the truth about my agency, which was basically an inside terrorist organization, not only that but as soon as I completed my mission, the pilot was to terminate me and it was basically a suicide mission. My target informed me about it and he had all the evidence to prove it. I went rogue and helped him escape. I went back and got revenge on my former boss by putting a bullet in between his eyes. I exposed the agency and they were shut down. A few weeks later the ZA starts.

    Setting: Hmm, I'll start off camping outside near a farm. I'll be alone at first but would like to later be apart of a group.

  • Name - Tyranitar

    Personality - Very useful and will listen to orders. He is a lone wolf and is very hard to read. He can see through all lies.

    Backstory - He is a senior in high school. He once broke a mans arm protecting his sister before the apocalypse...

    Setting - With his Mom, sister, and a stranger they picked up in the early days of the outbreak. They are in Tyranitar's house

  • Name: John Kozlov

    Personality: Mostly tries to keep his cool and be compassionate and sympathetic but when others threaten him or others he is not afraid to throw somebody against a wall to get his point across that he is not to be ****ed with. Can take care of himself well. Moderate Russian accent but others can understand him.

    Backstory: He had a variety of jobs before the apocalypse including being Ex-Military, A cop, and Trained Assassin and Office Worker. He has some survival experience, enough to stay alive. He tends to keep the rest of his backstory to himself. (I will reveal more backstory in the form of him warming up to the other group members.)

    I want him with a small group in a police station.

  • Name: Rafael

    Personality : Peaceful, joker and agile. Helpful, vengeful and a cold killer.

    Backstory: I used to work as a teacher, but my wife was killed and left me with my son. I was enraged so I searched for some information about the people who killed my wife and put an end in their lives.

    Setting: At home with my son preparing to hide from the police.

  • Name: Greg Harper

    Personality: Jackass to strangers but loyal to his friends, Greg is sarcastic as all hell and an expert deadpan snarker. Paranoid around police officers or members of the military due to his past.

    Backstory: Four Days In Greg, like many others, took to the streets to begin looting. After seven years of dead end jobs and the disapproving looks of his parents he decided that he'd use the chaos of the end of the world to take what he deserved. Greg broke into a gas station, his first stop, with an old pistol, but shot and killed the clerk by accident. Merely the latest and greatest of a line of minor transgressions stretching across his teenage years to the present, the 27 year old fled the city in a stolen car. His escape was clean, for the most part, with the police dealing with the outbreak, but he knows that eventually his past will catch up with him.

    Everything else is up to you, Blades.

  • Okay we have a good amount of people now. I will start the story on a new thread. (The link will be posted above.)

    I apologize if I am not as good a writer, especially against the genius minds of Harpa, and Clayton, but I hope I don't disappoint, and that you guys are satisfied :). I am still accepting characters, but for now the people who have entered so far will be the starting people (sorry if your not in the first post.)

  • Name: Glinda

    Personality: An absolute nervous wreck and a cynic. She always sees the worst in people and believes that it's an important trait to have in the apocalypse. She can be a bit of a pain but her heart is in the right place. She is also 2 Months pregnant but was separated from her husband when the outbreak hit.

    Backstory: She lived a pretty normal upbringing with her parents and two brothers. She was orginally from England but moved to (wherever it is set) with her husband to raise the baby.

    Setting: She is with some sort of group at the beginning.

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