Announcements: Cutting Costs (2024) » January 2024 Copyfraud Attack » Finding Universes to Join (and making yours more visible!) » Guide To Universes On RPG » Member Shoutout Thread » Starter Locations & Prompts for Newcomers » RPG Chat — the official app » Frequently Asked Questions » Suggestions & Requests: THE MASTER THREAD »

Latest Discussions: Adapa Adapa's for adapa » To the Rich Men North of Richmond » Shake Senora » Good Morning RPG! » Ramblings of a Madman: American History Unkempt » Site Revitalization » Map Making Resources » Lost Poetry » Wishes » Ring of Invisibility » Seeking Roleplayer for Rumple/Mr. Gold from Once Upon a Time » Some political parody for these trying times » What dinosaur are you? » So, I have an Etsy » Train Poetry I » Joker » D&D Alignment Chart: How To Get A Theorem Named After You » Dungeon23 : Creative Challenge » Returning User - Is it dead? » Twelve Days of Christmas »

Players Wanted: Long-term fantasy roleplay partners wanted » Serious Anime Crossover Roleplay (semi-literate) » Looking for a long term partner! » JoJo or Mha roleplay » Seeking long-term rp partners for MxM » [MxF] Ruining Beauty / Beauty x Bastard » Minecraft Rp Help Wanted » CALL FOR WITNESSES: The Public v Zosimos » Social Immortal: A Vampire Only Soiree [The Multiverse] » XENOMORPH EDM TOUR Feat. Synthe Gridd: Get Your Tickets! » Aishna: Tower of Desire » Looking for fellow RPGers/Characters » looking for a RP partner (ABO/BL) » Looking for a long term roleplay partner » Explore the World of Boruto with Our Roleplaying Group on FB » More Jedi, Sith, and Imperials needed! » Role-player's Wanted » OSR Armchair Warrior looking for Kin » Friday the 13th Fun, Anyone? » Writers Wanted! »

0
followers
follow

Dr. Jonathan Baikov

I just need to stay hidden and continue my research, let the worst parts blow past..

0 · 253 views · located in Ravenwood

a character in “Contained”, as played by Twisty

Description

Name: Dr. Jonathan Baikov, but is usually refered to as Dr. Baikov which often makes people think that he is russian.

Gender: Male

Age: 25

Description: He´s tall, slim and has medium long hair. His appearence is pretty scruffy since he hasn´t shaved or washed since the infection broke out. He usually wears a unbuttoned shirt over a t-shirt, cargo pants and his frameless glasses.

Weapons: A very realistic looking fullmetal airsoft glock that he can use to intimedate people and a multitool.

Personality: He is not very social and gets nervous around people he dosen´t know, he is usualy very calm and focused when he is alone with his research and has a tendency to forget everything else when he is focusing on something. This includes eating, so he always has his watch and mobilephone set to notify him when it´s time to go eat lunch and dinner.
He very hard to anger and the seemingly only way to provoke him is to ridicule his work and/or research. He also tend to curse and mumble things in russian without even thinking about it.

History:Before the infection Jonathan lived and worked on the eastcoast as a microbiologist studying the effect viruses had on plantlife. Three weeks before the outbreak he and a small group of scientists whent to Ravenwood to study the plant and animal life in the area due to reports saying that plants and animals that usualy wheren´t native to the area where suddenly thriving there and after a week the other scientists whent back to their respective labratories but Jonathan decided to stay for a cuple more weeks saing to the others that he found some bacteria that he thougth needed further study,but in reality he was staying because he had heard the rumors about the underground laboratories and wanted to know more.

Jonathan had a pretty normal childhood with the exeption of not having a mother. His mother died in a car accident when he was 6 years old witch left his father blaming himself since he was the one driving, while his father was mourning Jonathan was left to stay with his russian grandfather for about a year. Altough his father did recover and they went on having a normal life Jonathan kept a very close realationship with his grandfather even though the long distance between them. Because of this Jonathan grew up learning to speak both english and russian fluently.

So begins...

Dr. Jonathan Baikov's Story

Setting

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Dr. Jonathan Baikov
Tag Characters » Add to Arc »

0.00 INK

#, as written by Twisty
Jonathan stared into the microscope. "Still nothing." He had been looking at the same two sample for three hours straight now, trying to find any kind of differences between a normal plant and a contaminated one. His wrist watch started beeping and he looked up, took off his glasses and rubbed his eyes. "I guess i that means dinner". He stood up and walked over to what used to be the kitchen, now it was just a storage room for all the canned and freeze-dried food that he had managed to gather during the first week he had spent in the apartment.

He took a can of beens and walked over to the windows, they had been covered with planks but had a small slot that he could look out trough, he had hung three layers of drapes over each window to make sure that no light maid it out, because nothing says survivor like lit up windows in a town where light is almost nonexistent. The apartment was on the fourth floor which have him a excellent view of the street below. He saw a infected walking down the middle of the road, but he wasn't worried. Even if the infected would somehow figure out that he was up there it would take at least ten of them to knock down the apartments strengthened door, and theirs not even room for that many in the stairwell.

He mumbled trough his plan again: "I have enough food for about a month, i have made sure that this apartment is almost impenetrable to the infected and i managed to retrieve enough equipment and samples from my truck to keep myself busy for the next seven months, now all i have to worry about is the possibility of other survivors, although they'll probably be to concerned about escaping the infected to even try looking up here."
He smiled and walked back to his desk. "I might actually survive this."

Setting

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Dr. Jonathan Baikov
Tag Characters » Add to Arc »

0.00 INK

#, as written by Twisty
Jonathan woke up with a jerk as the noise reached its peak. As the noise, which he had now identified as the sound of a motorbike, started to faded away, Jonathan found himself sitting at his desk, which now had a moist area where his head had been. He´d been sweating.
He still had some vague memories of his nightmares: He was running in a large warehouse being chased by a horde of infected so numerous that they started to look more like a large mass of red flesh rushing towards him, they where screaming after him, screaming his name with such a force that he felt like he was going to fall forward. There was a door in front of him and when he reached it and opened it all he could see and hear was a blinding light and the roar of a motorbike.

Thats where his memory's ended, he shook of the though and focused on the now significantly weaker motorbike noise at the same time as he hurried for the windows, in the distance he could see the source of the noise, a bike carrying two girls. He had a hard time seeing any thing else that could help him identifying it or its passengers but at least now he knew there was a minimum of three people with access to a motorbike, the third being the biker he had seen passing his building several times.
After seeing him pass by during the past week Jonathan had realized two things: He had made camp somewhere along, or to the side of, the street to the west and he doesn't seem to have any priority's on what kind of supplies to collect, usually heading back with a random assortment of food, snacks, ammunition, electronics and other things bundled together on the back of his bike.

Jonathan walked to the mattress in the corner of the living room and crawled in under the blanket and as he started to fall asleep again he couldn't help but wonder what he would do if any of the other survivors he had seen would find him, and more importantly what they would do.