Post by Deleted on Aug 20, 2016 20:51:46 GMT -5
Full name:
- Carl Baker
Aliases:
- Creepy Carl
Avatar photo:
Carl Baker ( Pre - Outbreak )
Age:
- 42
Gender:
Appearance:
Carl Baker is a survivor. He lives a rough live mostly keeping on the road and traveling, trying to stay one step ahead of the dead and bandits looking to steal what little he has. He is rough, tired looking, disheveled. His hair and face dirty and grimey. He wears the dirt and doesn't make any attempts to clean himself, the smell he gives off helps him seem like just another corpse out on the street. He uses it to blend in, to stay safe and above all survive. Carl is suspcious, his eyes dart around your face trying to read every detail, he normally has a look of distrust on his face.
Occupations ( studies, jobs before the outbreak ):
- Commuications radio tower for Wyoming National Park
Hometown ( city, state, country ):
- Casper, Wyoming, USA
Relationships ( friends, relatives, etc... ):
- Bethany Baker - Daughter - 22 ( Alive, Status unknown )
- Ali McKenna - Fire Watch Lookout ( East Tower ) - Friend / Crush
- Chance Luck - Fire Watch Lookout ( West Tower ) - Friend
- Mimi Dobbs - Fire Watch Lookout ( South Tower ) - Friend
- Simon Crawford - Firewatch Lookout ( North Tower ) - Friend
- Morris Harper - Head Ranger - Hates the guy
- Alice Harper - Medical Personal For Wyoming National Park - Morris' wife - Friend
Weapons ( currently in possesion ):
- Colt 45 revolver colt 45
- Crossbow crossbow
- Block of wood, wrapped in a string grip with three nails in it (Called the greeting card) the greeting card
- Pocket knife pocket knife
Items ( backpacks, clothing, first aid kits, etc.... ):
- Box of matches
- Bottle of water
- Dirty old backpack
- A few cans of food
- Spare arrows and ammo
- $ 757 in cash ( uses it to burn when making camp fires, picks moeny whenever he finds it )
Mode of transportation:
- His feet
List 3 good personality traits:
- Persuasive ( Can talk his way out of situations when violence isn't an option )
- Determined /persistent
- Resiliant ( Has taking a lot of hard knocks on a rough road since the outbreak started but he keeps perserving, never feeling like it's to much for him to handle )
List 3 bad personality traits:
- Paranoid ( Thinks everyone is out to kill him and take what he has even if they are being friendly )
- Creepy ( His expresions, mannerisms, unempathetic swift violence, his appearance, and tendency to stare at people for long periods without speaking, while he silently tries to "figure you out" put people off to him. If he wanted to join a group, the creepy vibe he gives off lowers his chances vastly of being universaly accepted into the group )
- Greedy ( Will not share his supplies, especailly if he thinks you're weak, he figures you will die soon and it is wasteful )
List 3 stregnths:
- Imporvising weapons out of ordinary household things ( His devious mind makes up some pretty effective weapons )
- Very stealthy
- Lack of sympathy / empathy keeps him alive
List 3 flaws:
- Known to have briefe episodes of sub-pyschotic rage
- Complete ignorance in the ways of cumbustion and mechanics means if the car doesn't start he's walking
- Slight limp ( Right leg, previously broken and didn't heal right )
Describe your character's life before the outbreak:
Before the outbreak Carl was a pretty happy guy. He had a good job that he actually liked, he had a beautiful daughter who he was very proud of. She was going to college out on the east coast. Life was good. Normal. Simple. The job that he loved so much was being the commuications ranger at Wyoming National Park. He would radio in to the Hear Ranger Morris Harper and the firewatch lookouts in the four towers and let them know when there was a bad storm coming or a supply drop about to be in. In which case the four lookouts and the rangers in the park would trek over to the drop zone where the helicopter would land and leave supplies for everyone in their own private little cubbys in a small shack out by the landing zone... Carl loved his job because he loved cutting it up with Chance on the radio... The guy cracked him up, and he also loved his little chats with Ali McKenna, The firewatch babe in the East Tower... He didn't know what she looked like but she sounded cute. She told him she was married, but Carl flirted anyway... It wasn't like they were going to actually ever meet. What was wrong with a little flirting to make the day go quicker?
Describe what happened to your character on outbreak day:
On outbreak day Carl was in his tower sitting there with his feet up on the desk. He was flipping through a magazine not really paying much attention to much of anything. He had the radio on but it was just background noise to drown out the silence. It was a slow day not much going on, the lookouts were all busy with various things, such as doing their survance of the park and whatever else they were doing. Carl was listening to a song on the radio when it was interupted by an emergency broadcast. It was telling him about reports of attacks, crazed men and woman attacking and biting people... He sat forward in his chair and listened to the reports some more. They said the attacks were already sweeping the east coast. The east coast?!? He thought. That's where Bethany is at! He grabbed his phone and got nothing but voicemails.... He tried to radio the lookouts, but they weren't getting his transmissions his radio was acting up... Dam thing had been on the brink of up and dying for weeks and it chooses now to flip me the bird! He griped. He didn't have time to worry about the lookouts or the rangers at the park. He listened to the radio as he grabbed his coat and hat... He brought the radio with him as he made his way to his truck... Getting in he turned the radio on in the truck and started to head to the airport... He had to find a way to get to her....He was out of his mind with worry and he didn't see the other truck swerve into his lane.... He hit them head on and broke his leg...... He woke up in a hospital with a broken leg and a cast.... Only it seemed everyone at the hospital was gone by time he woke up later that night.... What the hell? An entrie hospital deserted.... What the fuck was going on? He thought more determined than ever to get to his daugheter.
Described your characterr's life after the apocalypse:
After his crash and his broken leg, shit got crazy... The dead were coming back to life and eating the living. And he had a broken leg he wasn't going to out run them even at their walking pace... He had to find a place to hold up for a few months so he did in an abandoned gas station in Wyoming. He had plenty to eat and drink there.. He found a revolver under the counter and a few boxes of spare bullets. He was fortified in his little recovery room of sorts until he felt the leg cast could come off.... Only it didn't heal right and now he has a slight limp... He's spends his days trying to find a car or something he can use to get to the east coast. He doesn't know how to hotwire a care so short of finding a car with a tank of a gas and the key in the ignition he's fucked. He's found a few cars here and there but he's also had some bad luck... Empty radiator killed one car on him, a flat tire put him out of business a second time, mostly he just walks... He has spent the last three years limping his way from Wyoming to The east coast to find out if his daughter is even still alive... The fact that all his calls went to voicemail when cell phones were still around didn't fill him with budding hope, but he didn't give up just knowing in his heart that his daughter was alive out ther somewhere... He just knew she was... He had to find a way to get there... He didn't trust people though. Not now days... He could have had a ride out there from this young couple that offered him a ride.... A young couple named Mike and Emily on their way to New York who had a girl sleeping in the back seat named Dana Dillenger... Carl didn't want a ride from them... He figured they were up to something... So he just kept walking... Bandits, walkers, car trouble, bad weather, his god dam leg....Everything seemed deterimined to keep him from reaching the coast.... Only he's finally made it... It took him a little over two years to get there... He filled the third year up with looking for her... Sleeping during the night and searching for supplies and clearing out town by town until he found her, he couldn't remember the name of the town she was living in. That complicated shit... He tried to avoid the dead at all costs... He could handle the dead in a fight... If the numbers game didn't stack the odds to high, he just couldn't out run them for very long with his leg.... It has been three years since he started his journey to find his daughter and this is where his story picks up.
- Carl Baker
Aliases:
- Creepy Carl
Avatar photo:
Carl Baker ( Pre - Outbreak )
Age:
- 42
Gender:
Appearance:
Carl Baker is a survivor. He lives a rough live mostly keeping on the road and traveling, trying to stay one step ahead of the dead and bandits looking to steal what little he has. He is rough, tired looking, disheveled. His hair and face dirty and grimey. He wears the dirt and doesn't make any attempts to clean himself, the smell he gives off helps him seem like just another corpse out on the street. He uses it to blend in, to stay safe and above all survive. Carl is suspcious, his eyes dart around your face trying to read every detail, he normally has a look of distrust on his face.
Occupations ( studies, jobs before the outbreak ):
- Commuications radio tower for Wyoming National Park
Hometown ( city, state, country ):
- Casper, Wyoming, USA
Relationships ( friends, relatives, etc... ):
- Bethany Baker - Daughter - 22 ( Alive, Status unknown )
- Ali McKenna - Fire Watch Lookout ( East Tower ) - Friend / Crush
- Chance Luck - Fire Watch Lookout ( West Tower ) - Friend
- Mimi Dobbs - Fire Watch Lookout ( South Tower ) - Friend
- Simon Crawford - Firewatch Lookout ( North Tower ) - Friend
- Morris Harper - Head Ranger - Hates the guy
- Alice Harper - Medical Personal For Wyoming National Park - Morris' wife - Friend
Weapons ( currently in possesion ):
- Colt 45 revolver colt 45
- Crossbow crossbow
- Block of wood, wrapped in a string grip with three nails in it (Called the greeting card) the greeting card
- Pocket knife pocket knife
Items ( backpacks, clothing, first aid kits, etc.... ):
- Box of matches
- Bottle of water
- Dirty old backpack
- A few cans of food
- Spare arrows and ammo
- $ 757 in cash ( uses it to burn when making camp fires, picks moeny whenever he finds it )
Mode of transportation:
- His feet
List 3 good personality traits:
- Persuasive ( Can talk his way out of situations when violence isn't an option )
- Determined /persistent
- Resiliant ( Has taking a lot of hard knocks on a rough road since the outbreak started but he keeps perserving, never feeling like it's to much for him to handle )
List 3 bad personality traits:
- Paranoid ( Thinks everyone is out to kill him and take what he has even if they are being friendly )
- Creepy ( His expresions, mannerisms, unempathetic swift violence, his appearance, and tendency to stare at people for long periods without speaking, while he silently tries to "figure you out" put people off to him. If he wanted to join a group, the creepy vibe he gives off lowers his chances vastly of being universaly accepted into the group )
- Greedy ( Will not share his supplies, especailly if he thinks you're weak, he figures you will die soon and it is wasteful )
List 3 stregnths:
- Imporvising weapons out of ordinary household things ( His devious mind makes up some pretty effective weapons )
- Very stealthy
- Lack of sympathy / empathy keeps him alive
List 3 flaws:
- Known to have briefe episodes of sub-pyschotic rage
- Complete ignorance in the ways of cumbustion and mechanics means if the car doesn't start he's walking
- Slight limp ( Right leg, previously broken and didn't heal right )
Describe your character's life before the outbreak:
Before the outbreak Carl was a pretty happy guy. He had a good job that he actually liked, he had a beautiful daughter who he was very proud of. She was going to college out on the east coast. Life was good. Normal. Simple. The job that he loved so much was being the commuications ranger at Wyoming National Park. He would radio in to the Hear Ranger Morris Harper and the firewatch lookouts in the four towers and let them know when there was a bad storm coming or a supply drop about to be in. In which case the four lookouts and the rangers in the park would trek over to the drop zone where the helicopter would land and leave supplies for everyone in their own private little cubbys in a small shack out by the landing zone... Carl loved his job because he loved cutting it up with Chance on the radio... The guy cracked him up, and he also loved his little chats with Ali McKenna, The firewatch babe in the East Tower... He didn't know what she looked like but she sounded cute. She told him she was married, but Carl flirted anyway... It wasn't like they were going to actually ever meet. What was wrong with a little flirting to make the day go quicker?
Describe what happened to your character on outbreak day:
On outbreak day Carl was in his tower sitting there with his feet up on the desk. He was flipping through a magazine not really paying much attention to much of anything. He had the radio on but it was just background noise to drown out the silence. It was a slow day not much going on, the lookouts were all busy with various things, such as doing their survance of the park and whatever else they were doing. Carl was listening to a song on the radio when it was interupted by an emergency broadcast. It was telling him about reports of attacks, crazed men and woman attacking and biting people... He sat forward in his chair and listened to the reports some more. They said the attacks were already sweeping the east coast. The east coast?!? He thought. That's where Bethany is at! He grabbed his phone and got nothing but voicemails.... He tried to radio the lookouts, but they weren't getting his transmissions his radio was acting up... Dam thing had been on the brink of up and dying for weeks and it chooses now to flip me the bird! He griped. He didn't have time to worry about the lookouts or the rangers at the park. He listened to the radio as he grabbed his coat and hat... He brought the radio with him as he made his way to his truck... Getting in he turned the radio on in the truck and started to head to the airport... He had to find a way to get to her....He was out of his mind with worry and he didn't see the other truck swerve into his lane.... He hit them head on and broke his leg...... He woke up in a hospital with a broken leg and a cast.... Only it seemed everyone at the hospital was gone by time he woke up later that night.... What the hell? An entrie hospital deserted.... What the fuck was going on? He thought more determined than ever to get to his daugheter.
Described your characterr's life after the apocalypse:
After his crash and his broken leg, shit got crazy... The dead were coming back to life and eating the living. And he had a broken leg he wasn't going to out run them even at their walking pace... He had to find a place to hold up for a few months so he did in an abandoned gas station in Wyoming. He had plenty to eat and drink there.. He found a revolver under the counter and a few boxes of spare bullets. He was fortified in his little recovery room of sorts until he felt the leg cast could come off.... Only it didn't heal right and now he has a slight limp... He's spends his days trying to find a car or something he can use to get to the east coast. He doesn't know how to hotwire a care so short of finding a car with a tank of a gas and the key in the ignition he's fucked. He's found a few cars here and there but he's also had some bad luck... Empty radiator killed one car on him, a flat tire put him out of business a second time, mostly he just walks... He has spent the last three years limping his way from Wyoming to The east coast to find out if his daughter is even still alive... The fact that all his calls went to voicemail when cell phones were still around didn't fill him with budding hope, but he didn't give up just knowing in his heart that his daughter was alive out ther somewhere... He just knew she was... He had to find a way to get there... He didn't trust people though. Not now days... He could have had a ride out there from this young couple that offered him a ride.... A young couple named Mike and Emily on their way to New York who had a girl sleeping in the back seat named Dana Dillenger... Carl didn't want a ride from them... He figured they were up to something... So he just kept walking... Bandits, walkers, car trouble, bad weather, his god dam leg....Everything seemed deterimined to keep him from reaching the coast.... Only he's finally made it... It took him a little over two years to get there... He filled the third year up with looking for her... Sleeping during the night and searching for supplies and clearing out town by town until he found her, he couldn't remember the name of the town she was living in. That complicated shit... He tried to avoid the dead at all costs... He could handle the dead in a fight... If the numbers game didn't stack the odds to high, he just couldn't out run them for very long with his leg.... It has been three years since he started his journey to find his daughter and this is where his story picks up.