Post by Jessie Rivera on Sept 1, 2009 16:15:04 GMT -5
"It was a virus. An infection. You didn't need a doctor to tell you that. It was the blood. It was something in the blood. By the time they tried to evacuate the cities it was already too late. Army blockades were overrun. And that's when the exodus started. Before the TV and radio stopped broadcasting there were reports of infection in Paris and New York. We didn't hear anything more after that.’"
'28 Days Later'
'28 Days Later'
Your Name: Tor
How many years roleplaying?: 10
"Because I could not stop for Death --
He kindly stopped for me --"
He kindly stopped for me --"
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Character Name: Jessica Marie Rivera
PB: Michelle Rodriguez
Age: 29
Date of Birth: May 11th.
Residence: New York City
Profession: Former cop, turned bartender.
Appearance: Dark brown eyes, olive colored skin and long, dark brown curls that fall mid-back. Jessie is a gorgeous woman but she has tough features and always wears a rather pissed off expression. Her clothes consist of combat boots, jeans and a t-shirt with a jean jacket. Her jeans are tattered from surviving so long and she has since then had blood on her clothes and face.
Personality: Jessie is a spitfire through and through, she's blunt and tells it like it is. Get in her way and she'll punch the living daylights out of you. As a police officer she considers herself a 'soldier' considering she had done National Guard in search and rescue and knows exactly what she's doing these days. However figuring out she had too much of an anger management problem, Jess decided to opt out of the military work and start a family.
On the other side, she's sweet and good nature to children and a lovable tomboy to those she loves. She'll do anything for a child as long as they're safe. Determined to keep the infected out and the civilians in. She wants everyone to be safe and secure. But if they're infected...out they go.
History: Jessica grew up in the Bronx and as a child got into schoolyard brawls and even more trouble. Her brother Sammy later was shot in a drive by as a teenager due to his nasty drug habits. She never quite forgave herself for the world taking away her only brother and fought harder than ever. Eventually school would tell her that if she caused anymore fights or trouble...she was out.
She finally grew up and became a cop after graduating high school and going through college, starting a family with Kaleb after realizing being a soldier wasn't for her. A new life, she had a baby named Amy who's three years old now and missing. She had left her with her mother and came back to a house of blood, guts and gore. Her parents dead from the infection...now Jessie strives to survive fighting harder than ever.
However, she fears she's also lost her husband as well and has been turned off to the world ever since.
Likes:
Sex
Booze
Kids
Tequila
Cats
Bars
Guns
When she's right.
Dislikes:
Stupid people.
People who can't make up their minds.
Perverts.
People in general.
Spiders.
Strengths: I would like at least four.
Firearms
Hand to hand
Telling people what to do.
Cooking.
Leadership.
Weaknesses:
Children
People who are dying.
People in harms way.
Civilians.
Giving someone a piece of her mind.
Parents: Deceased
Siblings: Deceased
Spouse: Kaleb Adenhart
Children:Amy, 3 years old. Missing.
Anything Else? I hope I don't taste like chicken! Damn it!
Roleplay Sample:
"I'm fine." Rain finally rolled her eyes as she shrugged her friend off of her. She hated when people tried to comfort her, rubbing her back, this and that...it never worked. Finally her olive colored hand had to come and pick off Alice's hand from her back. "I'm fine." eyeing the other woman with a slight glare. That's when she stopped in mid tracks and ignored everything about the bull shit in Raccoon City. They could have their talks later. As Jon made his presence known once more the young woman turned to look at him, her dark gaze piercing and heard him tell them it was time to go. Arching a brow. "And where, exactly would you like to go?" sarcasm. He loved her for it and she knew it. However she wasn't exactly happy with him at the moment. Just where the fuck did he expect them to go? Timbucktoo? Running her hands through her dark locks that were up in a ponytail did she finally take her gun back out once more and fire a straight shot at a zombie not too far away.
"All right, you win." blowing the smoke off of the tip of the gun and holstered it. "I'm runnin' low on ammo, gotta' get some more supplies somewhere." scowling at him. Maybe she was pissed at him, but hey he deserved it because she had every right to be pissed. Being mad made for good sex, and in their case they needed to be mad all they could. "You got connections?" eyeing Alice for a moment now. "Why are you here...besides..." shrugging the thought off. "Looks like you two have something in common." clapping a hand over Alice's back pretty harshly to signal that she did get that the auburn headed girl was calming her and comforting her, and she appreciated it.
When J.D. was around he'd probably be crying right now. As it was, he had been more alert and ...well depressed when Rain had gotten bitten. Now he'd just be distressed, depressed and worried. Ocampo looked down to her hand, pulling the engagement ring from her finger. "Should I pawn it?" holding it up in the sunlight as her gaze looked to Alice and then back to Jon who hung in the shadows. "Sun's gonna go down soon..." changing the subject as she idly slid the ring back on her finger quickly and finally started walking again.
"We're going to be walking in this shit hole for days, who's got a private jet?" the tomboy asked. "Anyone? , anyone?" a smirk. "No?" eyeing Alice once more.
