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So, these are the characters I’ve been looking to play. Read them over and pitch me a character of your own. I have no major preferences regarding PB selection, and I have no specific requirements for the characters I play against. In general, no damsels in distress are desired. I have warm fuzzies for both pre-planning and organic growth, so let’s work with whichever makes you happiest. I only thread, and always in third person. I can reply once a day on weekdays, but I can be a little spotty on the weekends. I’ll try my best, but you should know that up front. For romantic lines, I’m only interested in slash, but platonically I could care less about gender—and a romantic line is not a necessity to make me happy. I may request examples—and I have examples available to show if you’re curious.
THE ONE WITH THE ZOMBIES;
The Zombie apocalypse happened—a viral contagion ala 28 Days Later swept through the world, destroying the majority of the human race in one fail swoop. The timeline for infection was brief—the rage virus proved fatal within a week of contagion, and now, months after the first were infected, the remaining governments of the world consider the crisis to be largely over. Survivors are grouped together in ragtag colonies, banded together to try and reestablish some semblance of modern life. Zed is one of those survivors. Assigned to be a scavenger because of his unexpectedly high survival skills, Zed is one of the few survivors not struggling with a major guilt complex. He had lived a fairly quiet life before—he had no family to speak of, he’d had roommates that mostly hated him, an on-again-off-again (mostly off) girlfriend, and a dead-end job at the genius bar of the apple store. When he lost it all to the rush of the undead, he discovered that it wasn’t much worth crying over. If anything, Zed is almost—happier now. Despite the nagging fear of relapse and the somewhat slim chance that he’ll ever get to play his favourite video games again. He’s adapting.
THE ONE SET IN DEEP SPACE;
There is no such thing as faster-than-light travel. It’s a sticky fact, but a true one—and the only way humanity has learned to cope with the distance between the stars is through suspended animation. Bastian makes his living (and it’s a very good living) as a deep space cargo specialist. He travels on long-distance trips between galaxies with small crews—three or four people, leaving the ship on auto-guidance for the vast majority of the trip. Without stasis, these trips would take a decade, but for Bastian they only last ten months to a year, depending on how many months he spends awake and on duty. It’s a boring job, consisting far more of sitting-around-and-doing-nothing than it does of any true action. After a rough journey, (the near-collision with a rival company’s space freighter being the first excitement he’s seen in years—decades, technically) Buy N Large shipped him off to Mycroft 4, a posh but unexciting leisure planet to recuperate beachside before he picks his next assignment. He isn’t used to planetary life—the gravity, the constant company, and the feelings of purposelessness all collide to make him a little—cranky, but a familiar face that he can’t quite place keeps him from rushing back to work.
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