Introductions
Name: Katherine Johnson
Race (Ethnicity): Caucasian, a bit of Hispanic
Apperance: 5 feet, 5 inches. Not many other identifying marks, keeps her hair tomboy-ish short, has Kevlar vest for protection, but otherwise simple neutral-colored clothing.
Age: 33 years old
Weapons: One Browning BAR hunting rifle with scope attachment, one pipe wrench
History: Not much to tell. Born in San Diego, a police officer that was discharged after being injured in a shootout with a burglar. No kids, and family is distant. She's quiet, but a deadly shot with her hunting rifle. Lucky for her that she kept her Kevlar vest from the policing days, as she needs it in this apocalypse. Moved to Brooklyn a few years back for a taste of, as she calls it, 'a big city'. She's your sniper in the group, preferring to have others back her up and get more headshots then she can count.
Name: Donavan Johnson
Race (Ethnicity): Caucasian and slightly Hispanic
Appearence: 6 feet, 5 inches. Quite a few scars from friendly fire and enemy fire from Iraq. Full camouflage clothing, complete with a hat. Not very many badges; enough to look professional, but certainly not a general.
Age: 36 years old
Weapons: One assault rifle, one pistol, and one combat knife
History: Born in San Diego with Katherine (see previous bio) as his sister. Went into law for a bit, but eventually fell back with the Army as a medic who would never, ever, ever leave a man behind. Pity that he has a prosthetic leg from a roadside bomb. Doesn't slow him down in the slightest, though. Traveled to Brooklyn to visit Katherine a few days before the zombies arrived. Once the zombies did arrive en force, he started a small rescue group with Katherine, eventually moving on to 'Mel', and finally to Sumiko. He's the leader of the group in all respects but combat, even if he doesn't admit it. He usually does his share of firing, then helps out with wrapping up wounds and other such medical things.
Name: Sumiko Ikeda
Race (Ethnicity): Japanese
Apperance: 5 feet 8 inches. Very tan, but average build. Black hair, brown eyes. A surprisingly spindly figure. Camouflage with a little Japanese patch, all the average military stuff.
Age: 31 years old
Weapons: One combat shotgun, two pistols, one katana (a long deceased samurai relative's)
History: Born in Japan, joined army as soon as she could. Quickly gained infamy as the "one girl who you do not want to perform the shaving cream trick on" after she punched another cadet in the face when he performed the shaving cream prank. Quickly moved up to Sergeant and then Lieutenant with a slightly cynical view on death. The zombie apocalypse was just another step towards an honorable death. Came to America a few weeks before the apocalypse happened and arrived in New York. Joined up with the other three after fighting her way through some of Manhattan. She's your heavy weapons person, with a combat shotgun, two pistols when she's incapitated, and of course, a katana that she somehow managed to smuggle through airport security. Usually up front, like the combat leader, getting covered in zombie guts and enjoying it.
Name: Melissa 'Mel' Smith
Race (Ethnicity): Caucasian
Apperance: 5 feet 4 inches. Pale. Really, really pale, as in vampire pale. Brown eyes and brown hair, actually a bit bulkier then Sumiko.
Age: 38 years old
Weapons: Two pistols, one fireaxe
History: 'Mel', as Melissa prefers to be called, worked as a secretary at a dead end job. She spent any extra cash on the best pair of running shoes she could buy with her finances. Overall, she lived your average American lifestyle, until the zombie apocalypse erupted out of nowhere and promptly began chewing on whatever part of humanity that had survived. Melissa broke into a gun shop, got two pistols plus a fireaxe and began running. Pretty soon she met up with Donavan and Katherine in Brooklyn, and they caught a small fishing boat to Manhattan, looking for any other survivors and more supplies. She's your constant, constant damage person. With two pistols, she alternates fire from afar, and if her allies are wading knee-deep in zombie gore, she breaks out the fireaxe and goes to chopping up zombies. She's your well-rounded zombie fighter, if you want a summary.