So I ask myself, what limited number of stereotypes would everyone most likely revert back to? You'd be surprised how often this is actually a legitimate conversation with us.
Here's a quick peak at a few of my favorites. They only have descriptions and "assigned" weapons so far but the drawings will be coming in during my free time. Enjoy for now:
The Scavenger (Flashlight)
This post apocalyptic world is your own personal wonderland. All the great things you never had ripe for picking. See those J. Lo shades in that car? Yours. Candy bars at the grocery store? Pocket. That’s right, you know how to find the good stuff. You contribute to the group by bringing home the loot.
The Hot Chick (Curling iron)
Maybe you’re not a great shot, nor a fantastic strategist, cook, runner, or any essential member. But you’re hot. Really hot. And in times like these, you’re pretty much a remnant of a dead civilization meant to be guarded and treasured.
The Preacher (Bible)
Clearly some greater power is punishing the human race with this apocalyptic plague. What else can force men to devour the flesh of their brothers? But you know there is a cure: Prayer and Faith. Now go shove it down someone’s throat.
The Scout (Crowbar)
You’re who they call to run errands, check out potential safe areas, search new territory. Maybe they take you for granted, but you know your job is essential. Without you there is no flow of information, no peace of mind for the group.