Post by El Dumbo on Oct 22, 2015 13:22:04 GMT
Mitchell Robby Carl
NAME: Mitchell Carl
AGE: 26
GENDER: male
SEXUAL ALIGNMENT: Straight
INFECTED STATUS: Completely clean of the plague
ALIGNMENT: Mitchell does whatever he needs to make sure he's safe. He's a soldier, but he doesn't ever do anything as a soldier.
PERSONALITY: Mitchell is loud, boastful, and charismatic. He makes girls swoon wherever he walks, and he likes to lead them on. He'll always accept a bet, no matter how dumb, just to prove he can do it. He has no sense of danger, and will also do anything to get his way. He has some pretty sadistic tendencies and likes to enact complicated revenge plots on those who have wronged him. He often exploits his position in the base to get things he shouldn't have. If things don't go his way, he gets visibly angry and acts accordingly. Mitchell also has the tendency to get lost in music and start air-drumming-guitaring/shouting lyrics at sometimes seemingly random times. Most of the girls who follow him around find this extremely endearing.
LOOKS: Has icy blue eyes, jet-black hair, slim, and good-looking.
HISTORY: Before the asteroid and the plague, Mitchell had almost no hopes for his future. He hadn't done great in school, didn't really want to continue his education, and had no idea what he even really wanted to do. He worked in a Hot Topic and spent most of his shifts flirting with customers. When the asteroid first hit, his city was racked with earthquakes and floods. People were dying left and right, but Mitchell survived. He and the people left in the city had to work to save everyone who could be saved. Mitchell, being completely able-bodied, was made to take care of those who were injured and dying. He hated every second of it, and did his job to the bare minimum it needed to be done. When the plague began, he got a new job which he grew to tolerate, even enjoy a bit. Eventually, there was only a group of about ten people left who weren't dead or infected. The healthy ones, including Mitchell, decided to take their chances away from the plagued town. They just upped and left, not knowing where they were going. They simply walked, going where the wind blew them. One day, they encountered a base of sorts in the middle of nowhere. They were escorted inside. Life became somewhat normal.
OTHER: Mitchell is one of those annoying people who refers to all Infecteds as zombies, regardless of whether they've even gone off that edge or not. "Zombie" is one of his favorite nicknames for Cas.
RELATIONSHIPS: Mitchell has absolutely no ties with anyone, but does have a deep hatred of Cas Steele for some reason or another.
ROLE PLAY SAMPLE: I walked over to the TARDIS, shoving the doors open, and slamming them. They didn't close, they just bounced off of each other and went back open.The plated floor of the TARDIS rattled and rumbled as I walked over them. I found where Rubi was, and I saw the upset look of Kaley in the mirror of the TARDIS. She had told me not to get so upset about this, and that this was normal with teenagers, but that just made me more unhappy. I locked on to the coordinates of where Rubi was, and I punched the switch so hard sparks flew out from underneath it. "Stupid piece of ****." I angrily muttered. Kaley came up to the TARDIS and closed the doors for me, because she knew I'd forget. The central column of the TARDIS moved up and down, the green cylinders halting to a stop as the TARDIS materialized. When we landed, I pulled the AV scanner around. An alley, where I needed to be. I knew this because Victor's TARDIS, a trashcan with Rubi sticking out of it, and Rubi's smart enough to know not to climb into trashcans. I went upstairs in my TARDIS, and looked at our family portrait. Me, Kaley, Rubi, Alistair, and Kris. It made me sad. I opened the doors to my TARDIS, then closed them and went back inside, over to the bedroom in it, laid down on the bed, and started crying. Nobody really cared about me, except Kaley. It's a crooked line I follow, and a rocky road I ride.
OOC
ALIAS: Jaff
FORM OF CONTACT: You can e-mail me at the e-mail stated on my profile or you can PM me, I really don't care.
OTHER: N/A
