Post by Aryn Lazar on Mar 24, 2017 19:33:55 GMT -5
Full Name:
Aryn Vasily Lazar
Aliases:
- ‘Sergeant / spaceman’ (a nickname most other survivors give 'him', because of the modded military get-up she clings to)
- ‘Princess’ (a nickname he gained when it was revealed that s/he was transgender)
- 'Laser' (a nickname s/he gained when she proved to be not quite so good with marksmanship, also a mispronouncing of her last name.)
Avatar Photo: - Miles McMillan.
biker jacket ^
Hair Highlights ! (and feeling pretty / girly)
hair bun
what you looking at ?
smile !
Race: caucasian
Alignment: Chaotic Neutral ?
Age: 32
Gender: female (transgendered, MTF)
Appearance:
Aryn is pale skinned with pine green eyes that can often speak with just a glance, and back-length dark brown hair that s/he keeps combed and sometimes braided, if not also decently washed. S/he is about 140 pounds, with an amazonian/ wiry/ curvy build, standing at 6 feet tall, with broad shoulders and decently wide hips that give hir a definite hourglass figure. Depending on if s/he is wearing hir militia gear, a fairly generous D-cup bosom may or may not be immediately seen / noticed.
Aryn usually wears her militia gear (and its various items), and looks more or less like s/he stepped out of some post-90’s (sci-fi ?) war movie. As such, Others may or may not read her as a male soldier of some sort. At other times, s/he may be perceived as a drag queen or an effeminate gay man.
Occupation (studies and job before the outbreak):
- bicycle courier, part time militia member
Hometown (city, state, country):
- Norfolk Virginia, USA
Relationships (relatives, friends,...):
- Peter and Caroline (parents), Alexander (older brother), Tammy and Jamie (younger twin sisters); unknown, presumed dead
- Christopher Shaw (f-buddy/boyfriend); unknown, presumed dead
(Militia Squad)
Milo Hackman (Retired Navy Seal, general day laborer); MIA
John ‘ak-ak’ Acker (ex-police officer, firearms instructor); MIA
Kevin Iverson (Radio DJ, electronics technician); undead
Troy ‘Mighty’ Quinn (male nurse, RN); MIA
Jason Jaramillo (construction worker); undead
Jacob Silberstein (lawyer); dead
Dan Moorse (electronics repairman); dead
John Michael Tibbs 3 (industrial blacksmith); MIA
Maynard ‘Old Sarge’ Stafford (retired marine veteran, custom motorcycle shop owner); dead
Richard Ten (recently retired marine veteran, was in the process of becoming a PMC); undead
Kevin Sutton (retired marine veteran, tattoo artist); undead
Weapons (currently in possession):
- Compound longbow with attached 5 arrow clip, and arrows (in belt/leg quiver)
- Saber-style Machete, and a peripheral items pouch (whetstone, triple-sided metal file, bits of Emory cloth)
- Claw hammer with long metal neck
- Kukri (typically kept on the machete scabbard)
Items (clothing, backpacks, first-aid kits, etc...):
- shirt and pants, bra and panties, steel toe work boots, black female-cut moto-biker jacket.
- MOLLE multicam plate carrier vest and desert tan LBE battle belt with suspenders. Both have various mismatched pouches attached to them.
Tactical Vest ::
LBE battle belt ::
- 2 steel canteens, each is 1 quart. One has a drink-tube while the other has a steel liner cup.
- Arrow quiver, holds about 50 arrows, depending on the head type.
- a baggie of scavenged cigarette lighters. Most are decently free of rust.
- 2 dump pouches for interesting small items to trade with.
- 20x50 binoculars
- DIY hygiene kit; scavenged bar soaps, toothbrushes, toothpastes, nail clippers, combs
- PASGT OD-G helmet with tan accessory rails on the ears, and a long and slim black car fin radio antenna assembly screwed onto the upper crown and forehead, giving it a retro-futuro sci-fi look.
Mode of transportation:
- Currently, on foot
List 3 or more good personality traits:
- Determined. When the chips are down, s/he usually runs on fury and/or willpower.
- Strong Morals. Honesty, Respectfulness, Politeness, Loyalty, Justice and Liberty. These are the precepts and concepts that she internalized in high school. As such they are her guiding lights in a world steeped in The Long Night.
- creative and clever. From the militia training, to hir occasional various humors and wit, Aryn is definitely intelligent and creative.
List 3 or more bad personality traits:
- Cynical and paranoid. Post-Z is very much a darker world than even what the conspiracy theories she more or less ascribed to, had suggested.
- Ruthless. Post-z, Aryn sometimes pushes the response of efficient violence to either make a point, or finish the issue.
- Suspicious of Authority. Being more or less raised on conspiracy theories and such, she learned a healthy mistrust of those in power, be it government, or more mundane bosses and managers of any other category.
List 3 strengths:
- some Military training. (map reading and land navigation, basic combat medicine and CPR, some squad tactics, basic gear upkeep, survival skills, abit of martial arts) (Krav Maga, Muay Thai, and Capoeira)
- Fast and Nimble. While Aryn is not longer strong as [he] used to be, s/he is now faster to compensate. She has lightning reflexes, and can trot/ run at a faster cruising pace, except when overburdened or injured.
- Slightly Enhanced Senses. In addition to using primarily a Bow and Arrows rather than unsilenced guns, her time on HRT has also left Aryn with slightly higher-tuned senses than before. She can typically see, hear, and smell slightly better than the average person, and sometimes she can even feel currents of very very slight ambient wind.
- Can cook really well. Give her a kitchen and spices, and she can cook you a meal to die for.
List 3 flaws:
- Not strong. Going most of the way through physical gender transition has its advantages, but it also has drawbacks. In spite of still having broad shoulders, Aryn has less upper body strength, and less stamina and endurance than before.
- Not an actual soldier. In spite of sizable chunks of secondhand military training, and a good stack of gear she keeps with hir, Aryn never actually served in the Federal Military Proper. Thus, some of her skills are lacking.
- Not good with firearms. Due to a high school injury (ie; getting smashed in the face for being a flaming sissy), Aryn has an eye injury that sometimes prevents hir from accurately judging distance.
- Glass Cannon. While she can dish out decent amounts of ass-kicking, she can't really take much in return. Get afew solid blows in on her, and its basically Game Over.
Describe your character's life before the Apocalypse:
- Aryn was born a boy, to Peter Lazar, an auto-mechanic, and Caroline Forrester, a housewife/ weaver of custom and specialty textiles, respectively. Even from an early age, ‘His’ parents had a hell of a time trying to stop him from being girly and sissy, but they accepted it as a phase.
In elementary school, the school counselors and staff convinced his parents to go to doctors for medications to help with various school issues, such as rambunctiousness, followed by the tendency to sleep. They doped Aryn up with all kinds of SSRI drugs to get him to ‘normalize’. It had the effect of reducing his conscious thinking, and quite literally stoned him out of his own head. From first grade to the summer before his first year of high school, he was effectively mind-wiped.
Awakening from the drugs, Aryn found himself mentally identifying more like a girl than a boy, and found himself on the wrong side of the gender divide. He was bullied for his flamboyancy, and was often hit in the hallways, stuffed into lockers, and gleefully abused in the bathroom. Even the teachers would not help, in any regard, and sometimes even joined in, actively berating him and being especially unfair to him.
Because of this, he learned to deftly weave through the hallway crowds, and to escape into the school library. It worked fairly well, most of the time. One time, however, he got grabbed from behind, and was forcefully turned around and promptly smashed in the eye and concussed, going down like a bag of hammers. From this, his/her right eye sometimes drifts and/or swells up, and affects vision.
Male puberty was also Not Helping; as his flesh slowly mutated from boy to Man, Aryn could only watch, day by day in ambient horror, as he became Not Herself, and her self-esteem spiraled into decline as his identity warped.
In his second year of high school year, 9/11 happened; he was, ironically, in history class when the school practically closed down. This, in combination with seeking out transgender resources, led Aryn down the path of the truths of the world, behind the presented perceptions of the society; The underworld of conspiracy theories, survivalist and anti-government militias, and other things people didn’t know how to talk about, never mind didn’t want to know.
After high school (a span of about 8 to 10 years), Aryn spent his time between being a bike messenger, a survivalist/ militia member, and being social in the LGBT and maker/DIY communities. The militia group he joined had about 50 to 80 members that was split between Chesapeake, Suffolk and Petersburg. He has some second hand training in various military, medical, martial arts (Krav Maga, Muay Thai, and Capoeira), and survival skills, but it is not up to par with someone who was actually in the service.
Later on, at age 29, Aryn managed to get a letter of referral for HRT (hormone replacement therapy) and was given various anti-androgen and feminizing medications, as well as having electrolysis hair removal sessions and an orchiectomy (castration). It lasted for 3 years, and she gained quite a pleasing figure, among many other benefits of HRT, including and especially Mental effects. Some of her non-LGBT friends were accepting, while others were not. Those she knew in the militia squad took to calling her 'princess', either in playful irony or genuine sarcasm, in addition to 'Laser'.
Her parents, sadly, were not accepting, and she was no longer welcome to visit.
Before Zero-day, she was trying to strive towards being able to socially/publicly transition from male to female, such as getting voice re-training classes, save up for facial feminization surgery, and legally changing her name and gender markers.
What happened to your character on Outbreak Day?:
- Aryn was actually deployed to Suffolk and the Dismal Swamp National Park the day before Day Zero, and was helping to contain and quarantine some initial pockets of zombies, in concert with the National Guard (who were doing a bang-up job at it). However, their containment actions failed, and the sickness spread like napalm-fed Wildfire. All of the rest of his/her militia group died, one by one. As each member of the rag-tag platoon was either ripped apart or turned into a biter, it sunk in a little more, that sooner or later, it would have to be ‘every man for himself’.
After the Norfolk Metro Area fell, nothing would be the same after that…...
Describe your character's life after the Apocalypse:
- Since then, Aryn has usually been running and gunning, be it against biters or against raiders, sleeping in trees and other hard to reach places, scavenging for food and supplies, and trying to keep decently clean. Hir militia gear was a wise investment before The Fall, as it is the only thing that is more or less a constant, as far as items goes.
Aryn Vasily Lazar
Aliases:
- ‘Sergeant / spaceman’ (a nickname most other survivors give 'him', because of the modded military get-up she clings to)
- ‘Princess’ (a nickname he gained when it was revealed that s/he was transgender)
- 'Laser' (a nickname s/he gained when she proved to be not quite so good with marksmanship, also a mispronouncing of her last name.)
Avatar Photo: - Miles McMillan.
biker jacket ^
Hair Highlights ! (and feeling pretty / girly)
hair bun
what you looking at ?
smile !
Race: caucasian
Alignment: Chaotic Neutral ?
Age: 32
Gender: female (transgendered, MTF)
Appearance:
Aryn is pale skinned with pine green eyes that can often speak with just a glance, and back-length dark brown hair that s/he keeps combed and sometimes braided, if not also decently washed. S/he is about 140 pounds, with an amazonian/ wiry/ curvy build, standing at 6 feet tall, with broad shoulders and decently wide hips that give hir a definite hourglass figure. Depending on if s/he is wearing hir militia gear, a fairly generous D-cup bosom may or may not be immediately seen / noticed.
Aryn usually wears her militia gear (and its various items), and looks more or less like s/he stepped out of some post-90’s (sci-fi ?) war movie. As such, Others may or may not read her as a male soldier of some sort. At other times, s/he may be perceived as a drag queen or an effeminate gay man.
Occupation (studies and job before the outbreak):
- bicycle courier, part time militia member
Hometown (city, state, country):
- Norfolk Virginia, USA
Relationships (relatives, friends,...):
- Peter and Caroline (parents), Alexander (older brother), Tammy and Jamie (younger twin sisters); unknown, presumed dead
- Christopher Shaw (f-buddy/boyfriend); unknown, presumed dead
(Militia Squad)
Milo Hackman (Retired Navy Seal, general day laborer); MIA
John ‘ak-ak’ Acker (ex-police officer, firearms instructor); MIA
Kevin Iverson (Radio DJ, electronics technician); undead
Troy ‘Mighty’ Quinn (male nurse, RN); MIA
Jason Jaramillo (construction worker); undead
Jacob Silberstein (lawyer); dead
Dan Moorse (electronics repairman); dead
John Michael Tibbs 3 (industrial blacksmith); MIA
Maynard ‘Old Sarge’ Stafford (retired marine veteran, custom motorcycle shop owner); dead
Richard Ten (recently retired marine veteran, was in the process of becoming a PMC); undead
Kevin Sutton (retired marine veteran, tattoo artist); undead
Weapons (currently in possession):
- Compound longbow with attached 5 arrow clip, and arrows (in belt/leg quiver)
- Saber-style Machete, and a peripheral items pouch (whetstone, triple-sided metal file, bits of Emory cloth)
- Claw hammer with long metal neck
- Kukri (typically kept on the machete scabbard)
Items (clothing, backpacks, first-aid kits, etc...):
- shirt and pants, bra and panties, steel toe work boots, black female-cut moto-biker jacket.
- MOLLE multicam plate carrier vest and desert tan LBE battle belt with suspenders. Both have various mismatched pouches attached to them.
Tactical Vest ::
- DIY first aid kit, scavenged from various things
- 2 scavenged brown canvas tarps, 7x7 and 10x10. They are typically rolled and bound separately, then bound together and slung over a shoulder.
- Commercial Multi-mode radio walkie-talkie with corded 15 inch whip antenna on the back panel and a powered throat-mic/ptt button kit. (range, about 10 to 12 miles radius) runs on 4 AA batteries, with the powered throat mic running on an AAA battery.
- Actual military radio walkie-talkie, scavenged from a soldier zombie. Wired into antenna swoosh on helmet. (range, about 5 miles radius, but has directional clarity indicator function) runs on 6 Military batteries, labeled PC-A2-R23, and then little serial numbers in 5 digits-3 digits-4 digits.
- Mil-battery adaptor brackets. Aryn managed to find some metal computer part slats of some sort, and bent them to a stepped C-L shape adaptor bracket to recharge the weird Mil-batts.
- Compass and various maps.
- Multi-tool, heavy scissors, a can opener
- spinner dynamo flashlight and battery charger (4 AA batteries at a time)
- 2 scavenged brown canvas tarps, 7x7 and 10x10. They are typically rolled and bound separately, then bound together and slung over a shoulder.
- Commercial Multi-mode radio walkie-talkie with corded 15 inch whip antenna on the back panel and a powered throat-mic/ptt button kit. (range, about 10 to 12 miles radius) runs on 4 AA batteries, with the powered throat mic running on an AAA battery.
- Actual military radio walkie-talkie, scavenged from a soldier zombie. Wired into antenna swoosh on helmet. (range, about 5 miles radius, but has directional clarity indicator function) runs on 6 Military batteries, labeled PC-A2-R23, and then little serial numbers in 5 digits-3 digits-4 digits.
- Mil-battery adaptor brackets. Aryn managed to find some metal computer part slats of some sort, and bent them to a stepped C-L shape adaptor bracket to recharge the weird Mil-batts.
- Compass and various maps.
- Multi-tool, heavy scissors, a can opener
- spinner dynamo flashlight and battery charger (4 AA batteries at a time)
LBE battle belt ::
- 2 steel canteens, each is 1 quart. One has a drink-tube while the other has a steel liner cup.
- Arrow quiver, holds about 50 arrows, depending on the head type.
- a baggie of scavenged cigarette lighters. Most are decently free of rust.
- 2 dump pouches for interesting small items to trade with.
- 20x50 binoculars
- DIY hygiene kit; scavenged bar soaps, toothbrushes, toothpastes, nail clippers, combs
- PASGT OD-G helmet with tan accessory rails on the ears, and a long and slim black car fin radio antenna assembly screwed onto the upper crown and forehead, giving it a retro-futuro sci-fi look.
Mode of transportation:
- Currently, on foot
List 3 or more good personality traits:
- Determined. When the chips are down, s/he usually runs on fury and/or willpower.
- Strong Morals. Honesty, Respectfulness, Politeness, Loyalty, Justice and Liberty. These are the precepts and concepts that she internalized in high school. As such they are her guiding lights in a world steeped in The Long Night.
- creative and clever. From the militia training, to hir occasional various humors and wit, Aryn is definitely intelligent and creative.
List 3 or more bad personality traits:
- Cynical and paranoid. Post-Z is very much a darker world than even what the conspiracy theories she more or less ascribed to, had suggested.
- Ruthless. Post-z, Aryn sometimes pushes the response of efficient violence to either make a point, or finish the issue.
- Suspicious of Authority. Being more or less raised on conspiracy theories and such, she learned a healthy mistrust of those in power, be it government, or more mundane bosses and managers of any other category.
List 3 strengths:
- some Military training. (map reading and land navigation, basic combat medicine and CPR, some squad tactics, basic gear upkeep, survival skills, abit of martial arts) (Krav Maga, Muay Thai, and Capoeira)
- Fast and Nimble. While Aryn is not longer strong as [he] used to be, s/he is now faster to compensate. She has lightning reflexes, and can trot/ run at a faster cruising pace, except when overburdened or injured.
- Slightly Enhanced Senses. In addition to using primarily a Bow and Arrows rather than unsilenced guns, her time on HRT has also left Aryn with slightly higher-tuned senses than before. She can typically see, hear, and smell slightly better than the average person, and sometimes she can even feel currents of very very slight ambient wind.
- Can cook really well. Give her a kitchen and spices, and she can cook you a meal to die for.
List 3 flaws:
- Not strong. Going most of the way through physical gender transition has its advantages, but it also has drawbacks. In spite of still having broad shoulders, Aryn has less upper body strength, and less stamina and endurance than before.
- Not an actual soldier. In spite of sizable chunks of secondhand military training, and a good stack of gear she keeps with hir, Aryn never actually served in the Federal Military Proper. Thus, some of her skills are lacking.
- Not good with firearms. Due to a high school injury (ie; getting smashed in the face for being a flaming sissy), Aryn has an eye injury that sometimes prevents hir from accurately judging distance.
- Glass Cannon. While she can dish out decent amounts of ass-kicking, she can't really take much in return. Get afew solid blows in on her, and its basically Game Over.
Describe your character's life before the Apocalypse:
- Aryn was born a boy, to Peter Lazar, an auto-mechanic, and Caroline Forrester, a housewife/ weaver of custom and specialty textiles, respectively. Even from an early age, ‘His’ parents had a hell of a time trying to stop him from being girly and sissy, but they accepted it as a phase.
In elementary school, the school counselors and staff convinced his parents to go to doctors for medications to help with various school issues, such as rambunctiousness, followed by the tendency to sleep. They doped Aryn up with all kinds of SSRI drugs to get him to ‘normalize’. It had the effect of reducing his conscious thinking, and quite literally stoned him out of his own head. From first grade to the summer before his first year of high school, he was effectively mind-wiped.
Awakening from the drugs, Aryn found himself mentally identifying more like a girl than a boy, and found himself on the wrong side of the gender divide. He was bullied for his flamboyancy, and was often hit in the hallways, stuffed into lockers, and gleefully abused in the bathroom. Even the teachers would not help, in any regard, and sometimes even joined in, actively berating him and being especially unfair to him.
Because of this, he learned to deftly weave through the hallway crowds, and to escape into the school library. It worked fairly well, most of the time. One time, however, he got grabbed from behind, and was forcefully turned around and promptly smashed in the eye and concussed, going down like a bag of hammers. From this, his/her right eye sometimes drifts and/or swells up, and affects vision.
Male puberty was also Not Helping; as his flesh slowly mutated from boy to Man, Aryn could only watch, day by day in ambient horror, as he became Not Herself, and her self-esteem spiraled into decline as his identity warped.
In his second year of high school year, 9/11 happened; he was, ironically, in history class when the school practically closed down. This, in combination with seeking out transgender resources, led Aryn down the path of the truths of the world, behind the presented perceptions of the society; The underworld of conspiracy theories, survivalist and anti-government militias, and other things people didn’t know how to talk about, never mind didn’t want to know.
After high school (a span of about 8 to 10 years), Aryn spent his time between being a bike messenger, a survivalist/ militia member, and being social in the LGBT and maker/DIY communities. The militia group he joined had about 50 to 80 members that was split between Chesapeake, Suffolk and Petersburg. He has some second hand training in various military, medical, martial arts (Krav Maga, Muay Thai, and Capoeira), and survival skills, but it is not up to par with someone who was actually in the service.
Later on, at age 29, Aryn managed to get a letter of referral for HRT (hormone replacement therapy) and was given various anti-androgen and feminizing medications, as well as having electrolysis hair removal sessions and an orchiectomy (castration). It lasted for 3 years, and she gained quite a pleasing figure, among many other benefits of HRT, including and especially Mental effects. Some of her non-LGBT friends were accepting, while others were not. Those she knew in the militia squad took to calling her 'princess', either in playful irony or genuine sarcasm, in addition to 'Laser'.
Her parents, sadly, were not accepting, and she was no longer welcome to visit.
Before Zero-day, she was trying to strive towards being able to socially/publicly transition from male to female, such as getting voice re-training classes, save up for facial feminization surgery, and legally changing her name and gender markers.
What happened to your character on Outbreak Day?:
- Aryn was actually deployed to Suffolk and the Dismal Swamp National Park the day before Day Zero, and was helping to contain and quarantine some initial pockets of zombies, in concert with the National Guard (who were doing a bang-up job at it). However, their containment actions failed, and the sickness spread like napalm-fed Wildfire. All of the rest of his/her militia group died, one by one. As each member of the rag-tag platoon was either ripped apart or turned into a biter, it sunk in a little more, that sooner or later, it would have to be ‘every man for himself’.
After the Norfolk Metro Area fell, nothing would be the same after that…...
Describe your character's life after the Apocalypse:
- Since then, Aryn has usually been running and gunning, be it against biters or against raiders, sleeping in trees and other hard to reach places, scavenging for food and supplies, and trying to keep decently clean. Hir militia gear was a wise investment before The Fall, as it is the only thing that is more or less a constant, as far as items goes.