Post by Richie Wagner on Sept 16, 2017 23:44:25 GMT -5
Full Name:
-Richie Wagner
Aliases:
-Scab
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Avatar Photo: Face Claim: Remy Couture
Age:
-31
Gender:
-Male
Appearance:
-Richie has short black hair and blue eyes. He has a nose ring a cocky smile. Richie's body language and presence suggests that he doesn't startle easily. Richie is calm and collected even in the most dangerous of situations.
Occupation (studies and job before the outbreak):
-Played lead guitar in a punk rock band
Hometown (city, state, country):
-Little Rock, Arkansas, USA
Relationships (relatives, friends,...):
-Freddy Knight - Band mate/ Best friend - Dead
-Curtis Tucker - Band mate / Friend - Dead
-Alex Brass - Band mate / Friend - Dead
-Sarah Dirk - Girlfriend / status unknown
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Weapons (currently in possession):
-Hunting knife
-Pistol with three bullets
Items (clothing, backpacks, first-aid kits, etc...):
-Cigarettes/ w lighter
-Backpack
-Assorted fireworks
-Bottle water
-Slinkie
-Sunglasses
-Blood stained guitar
Mode of transportation:
-Walking
List 3 or more good personality traits:
-Optimistic
-Charming (When he wants to be)
-Intelligent
-Persuasive
-Observant
List 3 or more bad personality traits:
-Cocky
-Smart mouth
-Doesn't take critiquing well
-Doesn't follow the rules
-Lazy
List 3 strengths:
-Plays guitar very well
-Is very observant which helps him out with scavenging and social interactions
-Strong hand to hand combatant
List 3 flaws:
-Doesn't like hard work, would rather pass the buck and spend his time doing something fun
-Compulsive need to show off and be the most talked about
-Slow to change
Describe your character's life before the Apocalypse:
-Before the outbreak Richie was a king. He had money, fame, any girl he wanted. There wasn't a better life he could ask for. Richie didn't fall down the rabbit hole most musicians did. He didn't tangle with drugs or abuse alcohol. Richie preformed for the love of preforming. He loved being in front of a live crowd. His music was art, though most would call it noise. It was grunge punk and he didn't care if 99% of the people hated his music. He played for the 1% that got it. That 1% made it worth it every time.
Richie was a pretty selfish guy by nature. He was used to getting whatever he wanted and not having to work very hard for it. He was lazy, inconsiderate and sometimes rude; though he always knew when to throw on the charm when it benefited him. Richie was pampered by the money and the power that his small stature of fame granted him. When the world would end out from under him, it was going to be an eye opening experience.
What happened to your character on Outbreak Day?:
- Outbreak day was another hard night. They crawled off the tour bus exhausted from the long trip. Not much had happened in the sleepy little town they rolled into. The place had a population of maybe 100. It was one of those small towns were everyone knows everyone. It wasn't on the tour schedule, but they had a few nights off and a local show was a quick way to get extra gas money for the trip. They came out of pocket for that because their label was cheap. Richie and his band didn't want to come out of pocket anymore than they had to and the fact was they had been stuck on the bus for awhile.
They stopped and talked to the venue owner about putting on a show for a small fee and the deal was made for the one night show. They set up their equipment and check it. It wasn't long before the show was going to start. He wasn't sure of the turn out, but whatever. He would play for a handful of people if it got him off the bus for a bit. As it turned out half the town came in to see the performance. They were curious about the strangers in their town, curious enough as it turns out to pay the entry fee. A smile spread across his face as they started the show. Things were going ok it seemed. They weren't really moshing and dancing like their usual rowdy crowds but they seemed interested at least.
Somewhere in the crowd someone was panicking. They took a girl to the bathroom because she had overdosed on something they gave her. In a panic they left her body there to be discovered later. No one knew a thing. They didn't know until halfway through the concert people started screaming. The music came to a stop as everyone watched some half naked chick bite the face off some old man. Richie watched in stunned horror as the crowd circled around them. Someone tried to pull her off and he was bit as well. Richie himself jumped off the stage and pushed his way through the crowd to see what was going on. He came face to face with his first walker. He stared at her a moment until she charged him. Richie promptly bludgeoned her to death with his guitar.
Describe your character's life after the Apocalypse:
- For awhile after things fell apart Richie stuck with his band. His girlfriend was across the country. There was no way he was getting back across country with the streets in chaos. She didn't answer the phone and in his gut he feared the worst. Richie tried to not let it bother him. He stuck with his bandmates and they helped each other survive, for awhile. They even still traveled together on the tour bus as impractical as it was. Finding gas for it was a problem, but it was worth it. It was like a rolling fortress.
It wasn't long before Alex was killed by the dead. They ripped him off the tour bus as they were running for safety. The whole band had to watch through the windows as he was torn apart. Curtis was killed by strangers when they got to close to someone else's territory. The world had become a territorial pissing match by the third year. It was just Richie and Freddy left. They watched each other's backs and for the longest time.... Richie thought Freddy was never going to die. Freddy was just to stubborn for that. Richie was wrong however with Freddy killed himself with an accidental overdose. Ironic wasn't it? They weren't even living the lives of rockstars anymore and still it was the drugs that killed Freddy.
Richie found himself alone. No friends. No clue if his semi-serious girlfriend was still alive. He didn't care much. At this point, it would have been stupid to travel all that way to find answers for someone he had only been with a few months. Richie had to look out for himself. Richie didn't even have his tour bus anymore. The stupid thing broke down on the side of the road just outside of town. Big screaming letters painted across the side that read "Klosed Kasket For Sleeping Beauty!" The name of his band. Or what used to be his band. Richie wasn't famous anymore. He was just some asshole trying not to get eaten, same as everyone else. The world was very different for him now.