houston we have a problem

                                               ---SETTING---

A ragtag group of survivors somehow managed to all gravitate towards the same, surprisingly large, truck. Actually it's more like a minibus. Or a truck? I'm not sure. There's room for eight people in it and that's all that matters. With us we've got a small ammount of supplies, you know the good ole canned corn and stuff like that. Maybe some waterbottles. We could use a refill though. Maybe we oughta stop at some supermarket or something you know, to refill our supplies. On the first day of this hellish road trip Cerulean thought it was a good idea to blast his music very loudly. It drew a lot of zombies to us. Since then, he has not been allowed to go near the radio. There is a note on it that says "NO CERULEAN". Other than that we've had a rather smooth two-three days together. (meaning we know eachother's names) Neptune's 'pets' have been chained to the back of the car. They're just being dragged along like old cans.

                                             ---CHARACTERS---

---AMBER---

19/M/5'7

        An attentive person, he notices every detail. Although most of the time he doesn't even seem to care what anyone else is doing if it doesn't directly include him or he doesn't see it as a way to get into some trouble. Fucking mischievous little shit. He always has his headphones in and he uses them as an excuse when he annoys or feels like ignoring someone. "Huh, what did you say? Sorry, I have my headphones in, I can't here you." If someone gets really irritated at him for just sitting around and purposely being really bothersome, they cooould pull out his headphones and make him listen but that's useless. He's actually deaf and the phone that supposedly has all his music on is horribly damaged and way beyond the point of repair. Isn't that just amazing.
        Amber has his hair dyed to... well none other but the color of amber. Freckles dot his face and his eyes are a cloudy gray. You'll most likely see him with that obnoxious smile on his face. He's a tad bit tan from staying outside for so long. His white coat is lined with black and the collar is really popped up. yeah sure

---CERULEAN---

M/5'4/100

Cerulean.. Maybe you've heard of him. Forlorn Paralian, perhaps? Cerulean is a DJ, electronic musician and singer. This guy has got some talent, and often plays at clubs and other various party-like places. He's got a way with his music to make you really feel it and dig it. If you were to look at him without knowing him, though, he's a bit scruffy, and seems to be permanently irritated.

He has long white hair with various blues streaked in his hair, as well as a few black ones. He's deathly pale, with dark circles under his rather pretty purple-blue eyes. He dresses in a zip up hoodie, black with glow in the dark blue circuitry, tight pants and combat boots. He always has headphones around his neck, with music heard faintly from its speakers. His ears are pierced and slightly pointed, and he seems to have fangs. He often has geeky sunglasses on, because THE SUNLIGHT HURTS MY EYES

He's actually awful with social interaction. He's said numerous times half of him wishes he stayed underground. He doesn't like people, and generally avoids public as much as possible. Despite having quite an out there appearance, he does it for himself- not to get attention from anyone. He can be rude, blunt, and fairly harsh. Whether he means to or not is no matter, because being nice seems relatively impossible for him. He could start out complimenting you and end it in an insult. He tries heart to be nice, but he's so uncomfortable around other's it just... Fails. He's a good guy at heart, though. Has a thing for sweets and can be a bit childish.

Rumours have it that he's a vampire. Silly stuff, right?

---NEPTUNE---

M/5'11/somewhere between 20 and 40. probably.

Many places you go to have a pressing need for someone who will do those dirty, ungrateful jobs that no one really wants. And if you go to other places there are those who don't have jobs or perhaps there's just too many beings.
Neptune being the clever businessman he is, thought of a great way to profit from this.
Go to the places where there are excessive creatures, take them (by force if necessary) and sell them to those places that need cheap, albeit forced, workforces.
Some would call him a slave-trader, (which is because he is one, really) but he prefers to call himself a businessman.
His attitude is what you would expect of someone who makes money out of selling people into slavery, pretty ruthless. He has little to no compassion and there are rumours saying he enjoys torturing his own slaves (the rumours are a lot more vivid than that but let's not go into detail here), which many believe in since the slaves he keeps for himself often are gruesomely mutilated, with limbs missing and cut out tongues etc.

He wears a dark blue outfit with leather details in the neck and shoulders area, on his lower arms and as a jewel encrusted belt on his waist. Other than that his clothes look fairly soft, well, not the shoes. They are, if you were wondering, knee high boots (probably leather too) with heels that are in fact lethal, as they are very sharp. They're not very high though, but getting stepped on by Neptune will give you a bleeding wound.
His skin is a tan shade, his hair dark and for some reason covering his left eye. Unless it's windy. Or he wants to actually see something properly (he uses a hairtie then). The eye in question is blue, the right one is green.

Ah, but you must be wondering what a slave trader, who obviously isn't from this world, is doing in the middle of a zombie apocalypse?
The answer is simple. Merchandise. (and he's got this door that lets you hop between worlds, neat huh)
In his eyes these oh so dangerous zombies would be perfect specimens if you could get them to do what you want, so he keeps a couple of them in chains, their teeth have been meticulously pulled out and they're wearing metal muzzles for safety reasons. He tries very hard to train them into doing what he wants them to, but it's not going too good...

---IVORY---

M/20/5'4

A dapper young man, sporting a dress shirt, a vest, a soft pink tie with black pants and high-ish boots with a heel on them. He always seemed to wear a tail coat, all of his clothes being in various shades of greys and blacks-- reds accenting it. Quite pale, with freckles dotting him everywhere. He has long hair reaching a little bit over the middle of his back, soft and slightly fluffed and a strawberry blond colour. Has an eyebrow piercings and ears as well as a tongue piercing. His eyes are a pretty amethyst-pink shade. He has red framed glasses, though they don't do much now, and sharp teeth that he claims are quite natural. He often smiles softly. He always has a handkerchief tucked in his breast pocket, as well as a pocket watch, a piece of chalk and a small booklet- which he has listed and drawn examples of supernatural beings. Has multiple belts, but he doesn't specify as to why he has them. (Some sort of ritual shpeel.)

 He's relatively quiet, and it's rather hard to read him, making it nearly impossible to tell what's going on in his head. He speaks gently and smoothly, in a rather transfixing way and in a way that makes you want to tell him about every moment you've doubted yourself or something, or really just.. Everything. He's very odd, and tends to say things that seem to have a darker meaning to it. He's very interested in dark arts, fantasy, supernatural... In fact, he'll mention how he spent time being a medium. Because of his abilities and interests in such odd 'non-normal' subjects, people often consider him insane, which makes people avoid him.

His abilities are entirely true, however, and he can indeed hear and occasionally see spirits. For him they are quite loud, and he is prone to headaches.

He is able to channel spirits. It's quite creepy and dangerous, so he tends to try to avoid that. He also often sits and draws strange ritual related pictures on the walls and floors when left to his own accord.

Unfortunately, he's been blinded from an accident related to spirits, as he had done a long time ago to his sister. He's unaccustomed to being blind and is awkward and a bit paranoid, but otherwise he's fine.

---ASH---

M/21/6'4".

This guy is... interesting. Unpredictable, overdramatic, and possibly insane, oozing with (false) confidence and a strong passion for the occult. He claims he can hear the voices of the desceased, considering it as a gift, but really he just wants them to leave him the hell alone -- sure, he likes the occult, but he wants to be in the company of /living/ people, not dead ones. He's nearly always smiling, speaking with a quiet, raspy voice between insane giggle fits like a deranged moron. A pretty vunerable, lonely fellow underneath layers and layers of batshit, but like hell he'd admit there's really anything but a cold, dark, empty soul underneath everything. Even if he adores when people talk to him because holy shit someone actually went out of their way! To talk to him!! Such lonely loser. That's all he is. Just a big loser. A loser with a large (fake as hell) ego and next to nothing to back it up. Well ok he probably has managed to summon a couple ghosts before. But that's about it.
Long, /long/ pale silver-y hair, part of it covering one of his eyes, both of them being pale red. Very pale skinned, a bit sickly looking, almost, light bags under his eyes and really scrawny. Always has this dumb fucking black cloak-cape thing over his clothes what a fucking loser.

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---SUNSET---

M/??? (looks 25)/6'6"

Dressed in a combination of old fashioned Eastern attire and metal studded modern clothing, Sunset is a sight to behold. His wide black hakama mostly hide his ghetta and tabi clad feet, though the wooden 'clack' sure gives them away. A variety of red and black braided cords are tied to his waist, with metal beads braid into them. Over his shoulders is a long flowing kimono style coat with the tapestry image of a tapir in front of poppies on the back.

His long black hair falls sleek and straight to his shoulders, and oddly enough his eyes are hidden by mirrored black sunglasses. Sunset is a strong soul, with tanned skin and masculine features. Quiet and protective, people find his towering and dark appearance intimidating when coupled to his talk of visions and dreams. Much of this man is a mystery, and he seems to prefer it that way.

---GARNET---

M/20/5'3".

A quiet, seemingly emotionless young man in a large oversized sweater befitting to his namesake. Garnet is a member of an... interesting family. The interesting part is that it's actually a cult. A really, really big cult worshiping some sort of sea god you've probably never heard of. Human sacrifices are a common occurrence, and as a result, Garnet is, for the most part, rather numbed to the subject of death. He doesn't show his emotions often, but it's not that he's totally apathetic, he just doesn't understand how to show his emotions especially well. Despite the cult's activities, he's not even particularly sadistic -- he just has a strong desire to please them. He's a natural people pleaser, towards just about anyone he's close to. Outside of cult activities, Garnet loves swimming and the beach and ocean, and keeps a little red squid plushie on his person, which he has, oddly enough, named Salmon.
Blonde hair, with bangs that don't quite cover his eyes entirely, but they get in the way frequently. Said eyes are also the color of his namesake.

---AMETHYST---

20/M/6"4

A tough guy, who enjoys origami. Onyx is very strong and protective of those that he considers friends. He is a former wrestler and made much money during his career, but decided to retire because he got bored. He enjoys eating food and has an odd taste in the music he listens to. He has a bit of a mysterious past.