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Thomas Pace

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This is Admiral Thomas Pace, Char's father. He's a good man and a good father, though he's always been a bit stuffy. The words upright, leader, and stern are often used in conjunction with his name. Partially this might be because he was an admiral in the navy when the outbreak began and being the man in charge tends to make you a little more strict than everyone else. But if they'd had a chance to see him in his home life they would have noticed that no, the stick up his ass is not removable. To be fair, he did let his guard down around his wife and daughter quite a bit, but relaxed for The Admiral doesn't look much different from uptight. Char always felt like she had to measure up, that she had to impress him, that maybe she just would never be good enough to make him proud. Of course, he was proud, he jsut didn't know how to show it properly. He was away pretty often and his wife did most of the bonding and child rearing when it came to Char, so he never formed the close attachment some daughters and fathers do with Char. It's likely he regrets that, but if there was one thing the man was born to do it was be a Naval Officer.
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The Admiral was aboard ship and out to sea when the outbreak hit, securing the coast against possible foreign attack. The government had no idea where this outbreak was coming from, if it was a terrorist ploy or just an illness, so they took precautions and put everyone on alert. A couple weeks in they lost all contact with the mainland. Where they went from there and what happened to The Admiral is up to whoever takes him, though I would like for him to be making his way back home to Norfolk, VA.
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PB shown here is Liam Neesan and i really like the face, but if you have another suggestion let me know!


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Arnold 'Arnie' Pace

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<span>45-55</span>
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This is Arnie Pace, Char's uncle and Thomas Pace's younger half brother. They shared a mother, but not a father, hence the difference in looks and possibly the difference in personalities. Arnie is nearly his brothers opposite. He's laid back, most often described as 'chill' even by people who don't use the word 'chill'. He prefers casual clothes and would spend the rest of his days on a beach sipping mai tais if he could. He's pretty smart though, something he shares with his half brother, and became a teacher because of it. I'm thinking middle school science teacher, probably the teacher all the students are positive is a huge pot head at home. Whether he actually is or not is up to the player.
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Growing up, Char spent more time with her uncle Arnie than she did her actual dad, which is where most of her easy going nature comes from. Most people, even some his age, refer to him as 'Uncle Arnie' because Char was around so often that it just became one of those things. He's also the reason she got into Judo as a kid, though he had no idea she'd get as far with it as she did. He's taken some Judo himself, though he's no where near as proficient as Char, possibly because he's like 65% pacifist.
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During the outbreak, Arnie was likely at the school he taught at which was turned into a temporary Safe Zone. Where he went and what happened after it fell is entirely up to you, though it might be good to have had him leave the area for a while to explain why he hasn't looked for (and found) Char yet since she's stuck to Norfolk since the outbreak. Perhaps he was bused out to another safe zone outside the city or something, or maybe he had another reason for leaving the area.
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PB here is Mark Ruffalo, I like it a lot but I'm open to other suggestions.


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Evan Carmichael

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Evan here is originally from Arizona. He joined the military right out of high school, initially because he didn't have much else to do with his life and it seemed like something he might do well in. He did do well in it, his calm and collected personality left him clear headed in heavy situations int he middle east. He trained to be a Dog Handler, and his partner Dax (literally the first name that popped into my head and you may change it) was a well trained German Shepard who's main job it was to sniff out explosive ordinance. Evan and Dax were back home in Arizona, visiting their loser of a younger brother, when the outbreak began. He was called in, and how things played out from there is up to whoever plays him. In the end, he needs to find himself in the Norfolk area of Virginia so that I can throw the lovely Ronda Rousey faced Charmaine Pace - Char - at him.
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I can see him being a hardened man, tough and smart, but careful with important decisions. I can see him taking lives easily, but not without remorse for having to kill to survive. He's a soldier at heart, he'll kill to stay alive, but he isn't a psychopath who kills for pleasure or a murder who might take lives for granted. Bomus points if you can find a plausible reason for him to know how to wield a sword.
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PB I have as Charlie Hunnam, I am open to other suggestions though!


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Where: Magical Hot Spring in what I'm assuming is an alternate dimension
When: Spring '13 (AU)
Time: It was maybe half an hour after sunset for Char, EST
Who: Mikayla Scott, Tyler McCarthy, and Sophie Silvers (posting order)
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Char walked slowly through the fog, wishing that she hadn't been forced to hide from a small horde of walkers so late into the evening. By the time the coast had been clear, the sun had begun to set and a dense fog had rolled in from the sea. Normally she wouldn't have tried to make her way through this mess, but the place she had been hiding wasn't exactly a safe place to take a nap and the ranch the IRA called home wasn't that far off. It hadn't seemed like too big of a risk at first, when the first tendrils of fog came creeping in, but as the fog deepened she began to worry that perhaps she should have taken her chances hiding in that alleyway all night.
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A noise came from somewhere nearby, causing Char to pause and look around worriedly. There was no telling which direction the noise came from, the fog dampened everything too much. She started, then shook her head. Probably her imagination playing tricks because of this damned creepy fog. Gritting her teeth, she clenched her hands into fists, digging her short nails into the wrappings around her knuckles and palms, and kept moving. When the noise came again, it was closer. She fought the instinct to just run blindly through the fog, but she did pick up her pace to a jog. The third time the noise came, she looked back over her shoulder, hoping to see something there, anything, to cause the ominous noise. She should have been watching where she was going. She stepped poorly, tripping and falling, her momentum carrying her forward too far to get her feet back under her. She'd taken a lot of falls in martial arts, and she fell correctly, slapping her palms and forearms to the ground to absorb her impact. At least, that’s what should have happened. Instead, she felt that dropping sensation pull at her gut, the one you get on the first big drop of a roller coaster, and had a sensation of flipping head over heels a couple times. When she did hit the ground it was on her side with a solid thud. There were a couple more thuds, but Char was too busy trying to shake off her disorientation to pay them much mind.
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As she stood she looked around, concerned that whatever pit she'd fallen into - because what else could account for the abnormally long fall? - might be full of caught walkers. She was surprised to find that she was not, in fact, in a pit. Instead her eyes roamed over invitingly green evergreen trees, a smooth stone path with fluffy white banks of snow on both sides, and a still setting sun. She blinked, concerned now that she must have hit her head. It wasn't exactly warm yet in Virginia, but there most definitely hadn't been snow on the ground. The last of that had melted weeks ago. The fog receded into the tree line revealing three other figures on the ground. The other figures appeared to be moving too, and as she looked closer she realized she knew one of them. "Mika?" she asked, confused. She hadn't seen the other woman since she and her group had left taking Gerald Burns with them, back to where ever it was they called home these days. It was odd to find the girl back so soon... but then, Char wasn't entirely convinced she was in Norfolk anymore. She went to her, offering a hand to help her to her feet. She had more questions for Mika, but she was a bit more concerned about their current situation. She took another look around now that the fog had drifted into the trees and noted a sign posted at the edge of the small clearing, where the stone path lead away through the trees.
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"Shangri La Hot Springs," she read aloud, a question in her voice. The little arrow at the bottom of the sign pointed down the path. Char looked to Mika "Do you have any idea where in the hell we are?" she asked, then remembered the other two people in the clearing "Or who those two are?" she added in a quieter tone, tilting her head in the direction of the two strangers.


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