CORBEAU, Remy

Name: Remy Corbeau
Alias: Remy
Age: 28
Gender: Male
Sexual Orientation: Heterosexual
Hometown: Haynesville, Louisiana
Group: Tunnel Hill Scavengers
Face Claim: Chris Pine

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Appearance

Ethnicity: Caucasian
Eye Colour: Blue
Hair Colour: Light Brown
Height: 6'0"
Weight: 230lbs
Preferred Weapons:Thirty-Two inch, Lumberjack Axe

Old M1911 A1 Pistol given to him by his grandfather


Basic Appearance:
Being the smallest of the three brothers at six foot, he has short to medium length brown hair and ice blue eyes. Not looking like a typical lumberjack he supports a slight beard that looks more like five o'clock shadow. Normally wearing faded jeans and a white shirt he also has a wardrobe of dress clothes.

Personality and Past


Personality:
Typically a loaner, He doesn't really trust anybody that comes in to his life. Between his Mother always abandoning him and his brothers and his grandparents house, he was never close with anyone besides the one man that actually took care of him. Usually Standoffish and stubborn, he has been known to pick a fight if needed. He learned to stand up for himself after repeatedly being being picked on and beaten up by his oldest brother. Remy doesn't enjoy having intelligent conversations. Hell, he doesn't enjoy having conversations at all. He's the strong silent type that isn't afraid of telling you what you need to do to get something done. He feels that if it can't be said with in a few words then it isn't worth saying at all. He picks this trait up from his deceased father.


Likes:
Competition, Nature, Carpentry,

Dislikes:
People, Walkers

History:
A natural lumberjack before the infection, he still didn't like people at that time. Now that they become even more mindless and even more dangerous that gives him even less reason to like them. Instead of blowing off steam like normal people and going to a bar, Remy liked to work out and practice for the annual Lumberjack competition where he was three time champion of speed chop and axe throwing

Normally siding with his oldest brother out of utter fear of being beaten by him again he left at the first chance he got.
Not being in contact with anyone in his family since he left, he felt ashamed that he wasn't there to take care of his grandfather like he took care of him.He wasn't there because one day his grandpa took him aside one day and handed him his m1911 pistol and told him to get away from his mother and his older brother because that would only lead to his downfall.

Family

Father: Edwin Corbeau
Mother: Clarissa Roux Corbeau
Grandfather: Martin Roux
Siblings: Two older brothers one being Asher and Jean

about the creator

Name: Sickluna
Age: 22
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RP Sample:
It was a warm summer day, the typical summer day in Louisiana. Sun was shining with a few clouds crawling across the sky. The buildings however, didn't look the same. They looked decayed and abandoned. Which they were. The grass was either dead or growing out of control and the trees, well they never changed even during a period of distress for humankind. Cars abandoned everywhere he looked. Like rush hour except there were no occupants.

Remy walked down the abandoned road. He was six foot tall with a muscular build from his job before the apocalypse. He had medium length hair that was slightly darker then a sandy brown. His face look rugged and unshaven but through all the rough and wear his ice blue eyes shined bright. He wore a white shirt and faded blue jeans that were washed and rewashed but still contained caked on dirt stains. On his back he carried his axe that he used daily as a lumberjack. On his hip was his M1911 A1 Pistol his grandfather had given him before he left home.

Remy walked down the street constantly checking his surroundings knowing that any moment a walker could appear around a corner or building and he would be in some trouble and just as he started to relax a walker stumbled out in to the open. As he reached for his axe he recognized the half eaten face that was slowly approaching him. It was Mr. Stuart, His High school math teacher that gave him hell through out his four years there. Constantly telling him he would amount to nothing and he was worthless like his brothers were. THUNK the once Mr. Stuart fell as Remy chuckled a little. It wasn't the first walker he killed but definitely one of the better ones.