About you:Name:Skywalker
Age:20
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About your character:Name:Ric (Ricardo) Soto
Age:20
Gender:M
Personality:On the surface, Ric seems like an uncomplicated person. He’s nice enough (although he can have a sharp tongue once provoked); he gets along with people; he laughs at most jokes and he’s not too eccentric-looking. It’s rather obvious that Ric likes being in control. He values being in charge a lot – he likes being the one calling the shots. He tends to get envious when others take that role upon themselves. This need to be responsible doesn’t (solely) stem from some sort of power-lust. No, he likes it when others count on him. Ric’s intensely protective – once he feels that he belongs in a team, he will want to look after them. He doesn’t trust others to take that duty upon them. That’s an important characteristic of Ric’s: he’s fundamentally distrustful of other people. He likes them; he may even love them… but he can’t trust them to not falter, to not be weak. Ric likes to think he’s got a clear outlook on what’s wrong and what’s right. He doesn’t though. He likes to think he’s sensible. He’s not though. He’s always had a temper – for as long as he can remember. But he had it under control and it never formed an actual problem. However, the virus and its consequences have changed him. He watched his family die; he watched his friends get infected and go after him; he was forced to leave his home. This has sparked deep-seated anger. He’s angry – angry at the virus, angry at nobody being able to do something about it, angry at the mere injustice of it all. He often finds himself thinking “but I’m just a kid! I’m not supposed to be dealing with this!” It has made him aggressive too, but he figures he has to be in order to fight The Infected. He wants to save the world but knows that he can’t.
Appearance:Ric’s got black, short hair, a tinted skin, and dark eyes. He’s reasonably tall and quite muscular because he liked doing sports. Before the virus, he dressed casually. Now, he dresses practically. He doesn’t care much about what anything looks like anymore – as long as it keeps him ready and comfortable, it’s okay. He tries to stay clean though – he does think that hygiene is important.
Short history + how they survived from the beginning until now:Ric was born and raised in Buenos Aires, Argentina. He studied Biochemistry at the University of Buenos Aires (UBA) and was doing reasonably well when the plague happened. At first, he just heard about it on the news. Everyone hoped that it would be cleared up soon – but it didn’t. It became a worldwide epidemic. People around him got infected and Ric realized that it was only a matter of time before he would be gone too. He packed up his back-pack with the mere essentials and left. He hid in abandoned warehouses and destroyed supermarkets whilst traveling north. He stayed away from The Infected – he only had to deal with two of them. His first encounter was gruesome and he managed to kill it using a piece of wood. That particular Infected One seemed to be carrying a weapon, and Ric took it from its corpse. He killed the other one by shooting it. He kept traveling north in the hopes of finding someone else that was still alive and, you know, really alive. And that’s pretty much how he landed in Arizona.
Weapon of choice:He still uses the
9mm pistol he snatched from that one Infected One he ran into and killed. He managed to find ammunition along the way. It’s always attached to his belt – easy to grab and use. Mind you, he’s not a star-shooter. He can’t aim that well from a distance.
Other:Ric speaks fluent English.