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Name:Chad Bingham
Age:20
Gender:Male
Phys. description:Black hair, white skin, looks suprisingly like Nathan Drake from Uncharted, toned leg muscles, toned arm muscles
Personality:Kind, prefers to stay near hordes, easily-angered
Trait:videogame look alike, i have no idea who nathan is, so i dunno what to give you, extra health!
Bio:Chad was at home, cleaning dishes, that kinda stuff. Then the zombies came. They came from the windows and doors. Chad grabbed a knife and drove it into a zombie's eyeball. It got all over Chad's face. Then another zombie bit Chad in the shoulder. He pulled out the knife of the other zombie and stuck into his attacker's eye. He ran upstairs and tried to barricade his room. He sat thier wondering what caused this. Then he blacked-out. When he woke up, he had an insatible hunger for Human flesh.
Perk:Friendly zombie!- Chad has a small goup of common infected with him.
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Weapons:His claws and teeth
Armor:Black hoodie, black jeans, black shoes
Misc.:
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Health:90/100
Armor:0/0
Conditions:

Claw it down.

Name: john westwood
Age: 19
Gender: male
Physical Desc.: small, but powerful legs, a thin build, not for sustained combat, swept over (emo) hair
Personality: shady and keeps himself to himself, tends to be more analysing, prefers to scope out places from afar, out of zombies sight range, ((and smell)which means not downwind from them)
bio: after being brought up in a small hunting village on the outskirts of a forest, the game died out, i was forced to move to the city when i was 17, seeing as my dad taught me how to shoot a rifle from a young age, that was naturally the first thing i would have looked for, dad died of lung cancer, and in his will he said he wanted to be buried with his rifle
perk: you're a slight better shot
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Weapons: a small beretta FS 92 with a low power scope, 1 kukri, (can i have... please???)
Armor: old but trusty german fallschirmjager boots, cargo pants with holster round the leg to hold both pistol and kukri, (if applicable), a black, lightweight jacket, a black woolen hat to keep hair out of face
Misc.: a small crosshair symbol, which i kiss every time i shoot for the first time whilst scoping.
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Health: 100/100
Armor Health: 0/0
Conditions: none known as of 23 october

okay, i wait in line like a good boy, (jesus ****ing christ, stop this ****!!!)

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Name:Chad Bingham
Age:20
Gender:Male
Phys. description:Black hair, white skin, looks suprisingly like Nathan Drake from Uncharted, toned leg muscles, toned arm muscles
Personality:Kind, prefers to stay near hordes, easily-angered
Trait:videogame look alike, i have no idea who nathan is, so i dunno what to give you, extra health!
Bio:Chad was at home, cleaning dishes, that kinda stuff. Then the zombies came. They came from the windows and doors. Chad grabbed a knife and drove it into a zombie's eyeball. It got all over Chad's face. Then another zombie bit Chad in the shoulder. He pulled out the knife of the other zombie and stuck into his attacker's eye. He ran upstairs and tried to barricade his room. He sat thier wondering what caused this. Then he blacked-out. When he woke up, he had an insatible hunger for Human flesh.
Perk:Friendly zombie!- Chad has a small goup of common infected with him.
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Weapons:His claws and teeth
Armor:Black hoodie, black jeans, black shoes
Misc.:
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Health:90/100
Armor:0/0
Conditions:


it's metal *sob*


Name: john westwood
Age: 19
Gender: male
Physical Desc.: small, but powerful legs, a thin build, not for sustained combat, swept over (emo) hair
Personality: shady and keeps himself to himself, tends to be more analysing, prefers to scope out places from afar, out of zombies sight range, ((and smell)which means not downwind from them)
bio: after being brought up in a small hunting village on the outskirts of a forest, the game died out, i was forced to move to the city when i was 17, seeing as my dad taught me how to shoot a rifle from a young age, that was naturally the first thing i would have looked for, dad died of lung cancer, and in his will he said he wanted to be buried with his rifle
perk: you're a slight better shot
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Weapons: a small beretta FS 92 with a low power scope, 1 kukri, (can i have... please???)
Armor: old but trusty german fallschirmjager boots, cargo pants with holster round the leg to hold both pistol and kukri, (if applicable), a black, lightweight jacket, a black woolen hat to keep hair out of face
Misc.: a small crosshair symbol, which i kiss every time i shoot for the first time whilst scoping.
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Health: 100/100
Armor Health: 0/0
Conditions: none known as of 23 october

stop what? i'm OP, my word is god

you stay in line, after a little while you hear a huge uproar going on in the back of the line

Name: Thomas Mason
Age: 21
Gender: Male
Physical Desc.: Small, Skinny, Brown Hair
Personality: Athletic, Freindly, Talkative
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Weapons: Hands
Armor: Hooded Jacket (Ripped Sleeves), Grey Pants, (Ripped from Knees)
Misc.: Blood on chest
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Health: 100/100
Armor Health: 0/0
Conditions: none

Is it Ok if I'm a Hunter if not I'll change my clothes and hopefullu mutate into one

Name: Thomas Mason
Age: 21
Gender: Male
Physical Desc.: Small, Skinny, Brown Hair
Personality: Athletic, Freindly, Talkative
Trait:
Bio:
Perk:
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Weapons: Hands, claws, bite
Armor: Hooded Jacket (Ripped Sleeves), Grey Pants, (Ripped from Knees)
Misc.: Blood on chest
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Health: 100/100
Armor Health: 0/0
Conditions: none

you can be a different kind of hunter, seeing as we have one, or a different kind of zombie

fixed your sheet too

Name: Thomas Mason
Age: 21
Gender: Male
Physical Desc.: Small, Skinny, Brown Hair
Personality: Athletic, Freindly, Talkative
Trait:
Bio: Always was Alone when he was Younger and this seemed to stay with him to DEATH!
Perk:
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Weapons: Hands, claws, bite
Armor: Hooded Jacket (Ripped Sleeves), Grey Pants, (Ripped from Knees)
Misc.: Blood on chest
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Health: 100/100
Armor Health: 0/0
Conditions: none

I'll be a Lonewolf Hunter picking off Trailing Survivers or Lone Survivers

Name: Thomas Mason
Age: 21
Gender: Male
Physical Desc.: Small, Skinny, Brown Hair
Personality: Athletic, Freindly, Talkative
Trait:
Bio: Always was Alone when he was Younger and this seemed to stay with him to DEATH!
Perk:
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Weapons: Hands, claws, bite
Armor: Hooded Jacket (Ripped Sleeves), Grey Pants, (Ripped from Knees)
Misc.: Blood on chest
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Health: 100/100
Armor Health: 0/0
Conditions: none

kay

well you are in a small containment chamber with about 5 others whom have been infected, one of them is bashing on the doors with a single person in those CEDA suits not even paying attention

Name: Thomas Mason
Age: 21
Gender: Male
Physical Desc.: Small, Skinny, Brown Hair
Personality: Athletic, Freindly, Talkative
Trait:
Bio: Always was Alone when he was Younger and this seemed to stay with him to DEATH!
Perk:
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Weapons: Hands, claws, bite
Armor: Hooded Jacket (Ripped Sleeves), Grey Pants, (Ripped from Knees)
Misc.: Blood on chest
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Health: 100/100
Armor Health: 0/0
Conditions: none

I'll look up and see if theres a vent to get out. If not bash the door

Name: Thomas Mason
Age: 21
Gender: Male
Physical Desc.: Small, Skinny, Brown Hair
Personality: Athletic, Freindly, Talkative
Trait:
Bio: Always was Alone when he was Younger and this seemed to stay with him to DEATH!
Perk:
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Weapons: Hands, claws, bite
Armor: Hooded Jacket (Ripped Sleeves), Grey Pants, (Ripped from Knees)
Misc.: Blood on chest
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Health: 100/100
Armor Health: 0/0
Conditions: none


you bash the door it starts to buckle

the people (zombies, only can communicate with other zombies) yell "Let us the **** out!" "why are we in here?!" "i'm hungry!"

Name: Thomas Mason
Age: 21
Gender: Male
Physical Desc.: Small, Skinny, Brown Hair
Personality: Athletic, Freindly, Talkative
Trait:
Bio: Always was Alone when he was Younger and this seemed to stay with him to DEATH!
Perk:
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Weapons: Hands, claws, bite
Armor: Hooded Jacket (Ripped Sleeves), Grey Pants, (Ripped from Knees)
Misc.: Blood on chest
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Health: 100/100
Armor Health: 0/0
Conditions: none

I tell the other zombies in the room to attack the door

Name: Thomas Mason
Age: 21
Gender: Male
Physical Desc.: Small, Skinny, Brown Hair
Personality: Athletic, Freindly, Talkative
Trait:
Bio: Always was Alone when he was Younger and this seemed to stay with him to DEATH!
Perk:
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Weapons: Hands, claws, bite
Armor: Hooded Jacket (Ripped Sleeves), Grey Pants, (Ripped from Knees)
Misc.: Blood on chest
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Health: 100/100
Armor Health: 0/0
Conditions: none

quotes bro

most of them are just tapping on the g=door, others look at you with bewilderment "w-why would we do that?"

Name: Thomas Mason
Age: 21
Gender: Male
Physical Desc.: Small, Skinny, Brown Hair
Personality: Athletic, Freindly, Talkative
Trait:
Bio: Always was Alone when he was Younger and this seemed to stay with him to DEATH!
Perk:
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Weapons: Hands, claws, bite
Armor: Hooded Jacket (Ripped Sleeves), Grey Pants, (Ripped from Knees)
Misc.: Blood on chest
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Health: 100/100
Armor Health: 0/0
Conditions: none

To Feed I reply

Name: Thomas Mason
Age: 21
Gender: Male
Physical Desc.: Small, Skinny, Brown Hair
Personality: Athletic, Freindly, Talkative
Trait:
Bio: Always was Alone when he was Younger and this seemed to stay with him to DEATH!
Perk:
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Weapons: Hands, claws, bite
Armor: Hooded Jacket (Ripped Sleeves), Grey Pants, (Ripped from Knees)
Misc.: Blood on chest
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Health: 100/100
Armor Health: 0/0
Conditions: none

quotes bro

"feed?"

note they have no freaking idea why they're hungry or that they are zombies currently

Name: Stavi Gerini
Age: 25
Gender: Male
Physical Desc.: Green Mohawk, Thin and Muscular
Personality: Calm, Fast Thinking, Strong Minded
Trait: You move quicker than normal
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Weapons: MEU-SOC M1911 w/ flashlight
Armor: Jeans, Stud Belt, T-Shirt
Misc.: Lighter, Rope, Car & House Keys
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Health: 100/100
Armor Health: 0/0
Conditions: none
Bio: I am a drummer in a band. I am good at hitting things. I occasionally go hunting with friends and am ok with shooting.
Perk: Good at making weapons

I get out of there as fast as possible looking for any escape route.

Name: Thomas Mason
Age: 21
Gender: Male
Physical Desc.: Small, Skinny, Brown Hair
Personality: Athletic, Freindly, Talkative
Trait:
Bio: Always was Alone when he was Younger and this seemed to stay with him to DEATH!
Perk:
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Weapons: Hands, claws, bite
Armor: Hooded Jacket (Ripped Sleeves), Grey Pants, (Ripped from Knees)
Misc.: Blood on chest
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Health: 100/100
Armor Health: 0/0
Conditions: none

I'll just ignore him and keep attacking the door