“It's the end of the world every day, for someone.”
A large, broad shouldered man, Kieran's face is covered by an unruly fiery beard that reaches down to rest on his chest. Only 41 years old, Kieran's eyes, a beautiful hue of green, are shaded by a heavy brow, haunted by unspoken pain. His face is weathered and cracked, with deep furrows of doubt and worry across his forehead. Kelly wears a black beanie cap pulled tight on his head, giving the man a menacing appearance that he does nothing to belie.
Kieran Kelly is a quiet man... stoic. He doesn't put much stock in fancy words... high minded ideals... the time for that passed long ago. As far as Kelly is concerned, surviving is something that takes doing... not discussing. The large man is a gentle giant who sees it as his responsibility to look after what he calls his tribe... his small band of survivors.
While taicturn at times, Kelly has an inner warmth that glows brightly for those he has accepted into his flock. Kieran would surely sacrifice himself for his friends if it ever came to that. Kelly's goal is to make sure that this never needs to happen and so he watches over those close to him like an overprotective father. Slow to anger, Kieran is a force to be reckoned with when provoked and people have learned to beware his angry glare.
Kieran does not waste much time talking of himself. He is good with his hands, not so much building but more the repairing side of things. He has mentioned in passing... usually in times of extreme frustration... a woman with the name Siobhan. The name slips out in a tirade of curses that usually ends with something being thrown and Kelly sitting exasperated as he looks to the ceiling, repeatedly whispering her name. When asked to elaborate, Kieran has responded with a look that explains clearly that the conversation is over.
Kieran Kelly speaks with an Irish brogue and has mentioned coming across the water when he was younger man.
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Extinction is the rule. Survival is the exception.
I have taken The Oath of Sangus
I’m pretty relaxed when it comes to posting rates. I balance my gaming against a full-time job and two kids in the house, so I think maybe two posts a week would be more than enough for me.
If the group manage to exceed that amount then great, I’ll roll with that, likewise if the pace is too fast I’m also happy to slow down as needed.
Hope is a scrawny young girl with a tangled curly mess of hair. She carries a mysterious green canvas bag over her shoulder that seems to weigh nearly as much as she does. Her clothes are handmade & more colorful than the garb of a typical traveler. She has a bad habit of humming to herself as she walks — her brother Todd used to scold her for it. He used to say singing had no use, & that they stuck out like a pair of sore thumbs already.
Hope’s sheltered youth has left her woefully unprepared for the reality of this blasted world. She tends to watch conversations from afar, wide-eyed, struggling to understand, perhaps laughing oddly at something that seems funny only to her.
Hope isn’t quick to trust anyone. But once you prove there’s some good in you Hope becomes foolishly dedicated & fiercely protective.
Hope grew up far from here, although she couldn’t tell you the name of the place. Her parents ran a homestead of sorts, a safehouse in the country. They lived with some uncles & cousins there. They raised Hope & her brother Todd there as best they could. They tried to lead a good life amongst the trees & deer & creeks.
But a life like that could never last. Eventually, like it always does, the darkness crept in.
Hope was working one of the gardens one morning when she saw a man slumped over on the other side of the community’s chain-link wall. She called for help — the man was in bad shape — & foolishly, they let him in.
He said his name was Elias. He told a delirious story about a mad flight through the woods. They fed him, clothed him, & in the night… He set their world ablaze.
Hope managed to escape the fire with her brother Todd. She carried a bag of books, he carried a bag of seeds. Together they had all they needed to rebuild the community of their childhoods. They've been traveling ever since, searching for a place to rebuild. Perhaps someday, somehow, they'll regain contact with their family, if they survive.
But Todd & Hope have lost each other. & now, in this ruined building with these unfamiliar people, Hope is beginning to lose herself.
@Begon Ugo, @mobby, I’m certainly happy to accept both characters into the game. I’m just waiting for another 1-2 applications to come in and we can make a start.
“If you don't like the way the world is, change it.”
Bastian is a large well muscled man standing just over 6 feet in height. His body is toned and athletic, from years of fitness training. His eyes are a dark blue, and his hair a sandy blondish brown in color and kept short. His beard is similarly colored and typically well groomed.
Bastian is an outgoing and friendly guy who genuinely cares for others. Even with his impressive size and rugged good looks, he has never been one to treat others poorly. As a young boy Bastian was bullied which led to his efforts in the gym changing his life. Growing up in the world was difficult enough but Bastian worked hard and taught himself to survive. Bastian is the type of person who would give the shirt off of his back to someone in need.
Bastian was born and grew up in Norway. From an early age he was average sized and do to moving frequently due to his father's work they moved around a lot which meant he often had very few friends and was picked on frequently being the new kid. Going to his father he told him about what was happening to him in school and his father told him that if he did not like the way he was being treated to do something about it. Bastian took his father's words to heart and began to exercise several hours each day, transforming his growing body.
By the time he was in high school he had built himself into a strapping young man, that had no difficulty making friends due to his appearance eagerly being welcomed by most of the other guys and girls. Through High School he played rugby and upon graduating, he joined the Military and served as an officer for several years in the FSK part of NORSOF. After his tour in the military he returned to fitness modeling and was sent to London for training. It was while there that the world turned inside out, and all hell broke loose.
Remembering his father's words Bastian has done his best to help people as he is able while staying alive himself.
Looks good to me @JaredSyn. I've got the minimum I need to start this, so as soon as the forum is approved and setup I'll link everyone here. In the meantime I'm also happy to take on 1-2 more if anyone is interested so the application thread will remain open for another week or two.
Ki is a wiry young man with some obvious Asian heritage and stands about 5' 9" or so. He sports black dreadlocks and has dark brown eyes with a mischievous twinkle. He usually dons serviceable street clothes like rugged jeans, work boots, hoodie, and a coat in darker or neutral colors although he carries a rucksack with various odds and ends that includes a few more colorful pieces. He usually wears a cheerful grin and naturally is never still - whether it's bouncing on his feet, playing with his hair, or cracking his knuckles - unless he has a need to be. He carries a beat-up skateboard.
Averse to hard work, Ki relies on his quick mind and even quicker hands to get things done. That said, he is also open to trying nearly anything, but he avoids the really dangerous ones because the world, dark and tragic that it is, is still full of wonderful experiences and dying early would limit the number of those tried. He also has an affinity for material objects because they're cool to have, but also because they can purchase access to even more experiences. Being open and spontaneous also leads him to being outgoing with other people. He has an easy laugh and seems a tad gullible at times. Of course, he has found that people can be a currency too, or perhaps more positively, a gateway to more adventures. Or maybe just more things. Ki is certainly the man to go to if you need something.
Ki doesn't share much about his background - maybe from shame or just because he's got secrets (possibly to sell). The story that he usually shares is that he grew up in the streets among the ruins of one the bigger cities. He picked up odd jobs here and there while learning how the world worked and how he could hustle it to make it easier for himself. Usually, he avoided too much trouble, but often, he moved from place to place to evade the dark creatures and what passed for the law these days.
Lol! My thoughts exactly! Hence the reason Kieran looks like he has had a few bad decades. According to the history it has been 1000 years so modeling would have been a hilarious past time. I’m looking forward to jumping into this and if anyone wants to work out any connections to Kelly let me know.
He still has the Irish brogue as I pictured that the emerald island got cut off from the main land and Kelly only crossed over to London when Ireland became basically inhabitable.
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Extinction is the rule. Survival is the exception.
I have taken The Oath of Sangus
Oops, my bad. That's what I get from skipping quickly through a post whilst at work . Yes, it has been a long time since the apocalypse so to speak and the world has fallen into a collective ruin. So yeah, @JaredSyn, there are aspects of the background that don't quite fit if you could reword Bastian's background to take into account that the event itself would have taken place a long time before he was born - might need to put that modelling career on hold