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Survive-The-End: Jokers Leader App, Richard Thorn

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Application for :iconsurvive-the-end: as leader of the Jokers. 

General
Name: Richard Thorn
Nickname: Richie
Sex: Male
Age: 18
Nationality: English
Race: Caucasian
Sexuality: Heterosexual
Past Occupation: Shop worker


Survival Methods
Skills: Scouting and close combat.
Weapon of choice: Club
Secondary Weapon: Knife


Appearance
Build: Lean and muscular.
Face: Chiseled, with a strong nose and jawline.
Hair: Dark brown, cut short but curling.
Eyes: Brown and Bambi-looking.
Height: 5ft 11"
Weight: 11 stone.
Voice: Deep and steady. He speaks with a Southern-English accent.
Attire: Often favours long-sleeved tops, jeans and casual, pointed shoes. He wears a dark trench coat when it's cold.


Personality
An intense character, Richie is outspoken and honest. He's also faithful and resolute, often acting as the voice of reason and guiding those around him. Because of this, the less experienced are naturally drawn to him, so he's developed a more protective side, and his stable nature is also an attractive feature. However sometimes Richie is indifferent towards others and this apathy can spark rows, not to mention he holds grudges, because of his careful nature. Additionally, he is very clever and calculating. All in all, he's a decent guy.


History
Richie was an ordinary teenager cusping on adulthood, starting work at the local mart and preparing to buy a place of his own. His hobbies were merely partying and riding his BMX on occasion, and he had no siblings; just his parents. Then everything hit the fan and Richie went into hiding, for lack of a better word. Terrified of the zombies, he wouldn't come out for a long while... that is until they flushed him out. Hiding in the attic, Richie knew he would die there, unless he hurried up and adapted to life, or the walking dead below him, rather. Scrambling around for some kind of weapon, he managed to break off a chair leg and the sharp corner of a picture frame. Then he jumped down and fought off the flesh-hungry fiends. Finally, he'd conquered his fear, but now it was time to fight for his life and revert back to survival, not modern-day living. So he packed his bags, grabbed his bike and fled.


Miscellaneous Details
Richie rides a BMX.


RP Sample
Richard Thorn rode his bike on the lonely road. The sun clawed his back with a raging heat, but his shirt flapped, fanning him. He swerved around a car, as it lay immobile on its side, the windows smashed and the remains of a corpse slumped inside. Richard glanced as he rode by, before grimacing, leaving the flies buzzing around behind him and remarking "nasty" to himself. Then what looked like a town rose on the horizon. Richard stood up on the pedals, narrowing his eyes. A smile cracked on his lips and he pedaled faster. "Civilisation!" he whooped, before a deep laugh rang out. A zombie wandered out of the nearby treeline, attracted by the noise, but Richard simply swung his club, smashing its head in. Its skull collapsed onto itself and dead brain speckled the road. Richard rode on, shaking the bits of body off his club. Of course, he knew there'd be no civilisation. The likelihood was, he'd encounter more zombies, possibly some people who'd try to kill him for his supplies, and then a few more zombies. But towns were good stop-off points for supplies and maybe some rest. Richard's thoughts flinched. Towns were certainly dangerous... as he'd found out last time through first-hand experience. A woman had been bitten after an arduous fight with a zombie, despite Richard's best efforts to help her.
"You gotta do it. Don't let me turn," she'd insisted. Richard initially said no. "Please!" The ingrained tendencies to preserve life and spare the suffering sparred with one another within Richard. Finally, he said okay. "Hurry, just do it," she begged, tears prickling her eyes. Her head lay in Richard's lap and he glanced down at the mangled-looking bite mark on her arm. He slipped his knife out of his pocket, nearly trembling.
"I'm so sorry," he told her quietly.
"Just do it," she said, shutting her eyes. In a fraction of a moment, Richard sliced the blade across her neck, while he held her head. He knew this woman for less than ten minutes but the guilt in committing such an act pierced his entire being. She died instantly, of course. It was little comfort to him. Richard stroked her hair and gazed down at her lifeless face. She was no older than thirty five, he guessed. Then with an indignant expression, he pushed her body off his lap and stood to his feet, brushing himself down and pressing his lips tightly. With a swift kick of the other corpse, now twice-dead, he left the woman and the zombie lying on the ground, and rode off again.
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Hi there, I'm making two new characters for the group and under the this leader as well as the other Joker leader. I've gotten an Okay for the job for the twins, I just need to know if its okay with you. With how their speed is and well how they are in general, I was wondering if the job: Assassins were okay? 

Sorry if I'm bothering you with this I just need to know so I can finish them and get them up. OuO