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Name:Jon Cook
Age:17
Gender:male
Physical Desc.: Tall, brown hair, white skin, Large scar down chest, my left hand looks a little bit like a resident evil tyrants claw
Personality:Nice, strategic, and willing to send a few hundred zombies to their deaths for the greater me.
Trait Usually seems intimidating towards survivors and zombies alike having usually only stronger infected near me as weaker ones would run away.(there has to be SOME kind of animal class thing)
Bio:Just the average video game playing 17 y/o that sometimes worked out. It was a normal Saturday or whatever playing video games and i decided i wanted a new game so i walked to the game shop and back but a man looked sick and attacked him biting him on the shoulder. Jon made it back to his house 5 minutes later and locked himself in his room waking a few hours later as an infected seeing people thinking THEY were the infected ones.
Perk:
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Weapons: Teeth and claws?
Armor: Long sleeved white shirt black jeans and brown shoes
Misc.: Wallet, money, magnifying glass
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Health: 100/100
Armor Health: 0/0
Conditions: none

shut it

Fine i walk around looking for victims that wont pop a cap in my *** or bash my head in

Name:Jon Cook
Age:17
Gender:male
Physical Desc.: Tall, brown hair, white skin, Large scar down chest, my left hand looks a little bit like a resident evil tyrants claw
Personality:Nice, strategic, and willing to send a few hundred zombies to their deaths for the greater me.
Trait Usually seems intimidating towards survivors and zombies alike having usually only stronger infected near me as weaker ones would run away.(there has to be SOME kind of animal class thing)
Bio:Just the average video game playing 17 y/o that sometimes worked out. It was a normal Saturday or whatever playing video games and i decided i wanted a new game so i walked to the game shop and back but a man looked sick and attacked him biting him on the shoulder. Jon made it back to his house 5 minutes later and locked himself in his room waking a few hours later as an infected seeing people thinking THEY were the infected ones.
Perk:
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Weapons: Teeth and claws?
Armor: Long sleeved white shirt black jeans and brown shoes
Misc.: Wallet, money, magnifying glass
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Health: 100/100
Armor Health: 0/0
Conditions: none

still a lot, but by nighttime you find another zombie just wandering around your alley

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:100/100
Armor:0/0
Conditions:

Well, I'd rather make his existance depressing by making him infected. (EDI voice) I love when Humans are on their knees... I has an idea for a new RPG Loco. I'll type it on your profile.

Name: Zain Wolfgram
Age: 17
Gender: Male
Physical Desc.: Light brown hair (Like Leon's from resident evil), Blue eyes, Scar on right eye
Personality: Cold, Silent
Perk: None(Not Sure what this is)
Bio: He was a soldier until he was abandoned by his squad. He found his way to a small village and gathered supplies and stole a helicopter to get back home.
Trait: Fearless
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Weapons: M4A1 ACOG and MP5 Silencer (NOTE:He got this stuff from a gun store during the infection)
Armor: Blue Jacket, Jeans and Black sneakers
Misc.: Wallet and Flashlight
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Health: 100/100
Armor Health: 0/0
Conditions: none

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:100/100
Armor:0/0
Conditions:

you choke him out

Name: Zain Wolfgram
Age: 17
Gender: Male
Physical Desc.: Light brown hair (Like Leon's from resident evil), Blue eyes, Scar on right eye
Personality: Cold, Silent
Perk: None(Not Sure what this is)
Bio: He was a soldier until he was abandoned by his squad. He found his way to a small village and gathered supplies and stole a helicopter to get back home.
Trait: Fearless
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Weapons: M4A1 ACOG and MP5 Silencer (NOTE:He got this stuff from a gun store during the infection)
Armor: Blue Jacket, Jeans and Black sneakers
Misc.: Wallet and Flashlight
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Health: 100/100
Armor Health: 0/0
Conditions: none

if you took more than a second to read you'd have noticed that i said SMALL pistols only, i don't care where you got it from. also we have too many survivors, play infected

Name:Jon Cook
Age:17
Gender:male
Physical Desc.: Tall, brown hair, white skin, Large scar down chest, my left hand looks a little bit like a resident evil tyrants claw
Personality:Nice, strategic, and willing to send a few hundred zombies to their deaths for the greater me.
Trait Usually seems intimidating towards survivors and zombies alike having usually only stronger infected near me as weaker ones would run away.(there has to be SOME kind of animal class thing)
Bio:Just the average video game playing 17 y/o that sometimes worked out. It was a normal Saturday or whatever playing video games and i decided i wanted a new game so i walked to the game shop and back but a man looked sick and attacked him biting him on the shoulder. Jon made it back to his house 5 minutes later and locked himself in his room waking a few hours later as an infected seeing people thinking THEY were the infected ones.
Perk:
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Weapons: Teeth and claws?
Armor: Long sleeved white shirt black jeans and brown shoes
Misc.: Wallet, money, magnifying glass
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Health: 100/100
Armor Health: 0/0
Conditions: none

I go over to the other zombie "Hey who said you could be in my alley?"

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:100/100
Armor:0/0
Conditions:

Bite him once. Then (if he isn't in peices) go bite the other one. Then look out to see any other easy pickings.

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

i look around again briefly to see if there is anything i can use to get up to the trailer before trying to find someone who isn't biting people, and see if i can get him to help me get up there, in turn, i will get him up there aswell, after he's boosted me up

Name:Jon Cook
Age:17
Gender:male
Physical Desc.: Tall, brown hair, white skin, Large scar down chest, my left hand looks a little bit like a resident evil tyrants claw
Personality:Nice, strategic, and willing to send a few hundred zombies to their deaths for the greater me.
Trait Usually seems intimidating towards survivors and zombies alike having usually only stronger infected near me as weaker ones would run away.(there has to be SOME kind of animal class thing)
Bio:Just the average video game playing 17 y/o that sometimes worked out. It was a normal Saturday or whatever playing video games and i decided i wanted a new game so i walked to the game shop and back but a man looked sick and attacked him biting him on the shoulder. Jon made it back to his house 5 minutes later and locked himself in his room waking a few hours later as an infected seeing people thinking THEY were the infected ones.
Perk:
-----------
Weapons: Teeth and claws?
Armor: Long sleeved white shirt black jeans and brown shoes
Misc.: Wallet, money, magnifying glass
-----------
Health: 100/100
Armor Health: 0/0
Conditions: none

he looks at you surprised "W-what?" you notice his left arm is very toned and muscled

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:100/100
Armor:0/0
Conditions:


you don't need to bite them, also the other is ripped to shreds


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
-----------
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.
-----------
Health: 100/100
Armor Health: 0/0
Conditions: none known as of 23 october

here's a shocker, you can go through the trailer

Name:Jon Cook
Age:17
Gender:male
Physical Desc.: Tall, brown hair, white skin, Large scar down chest, my left hand looks a little bit like a resident evil tyrants claw
Personality:Nice, strategic, and willing to send a few hundred zombies to their deaths for the greater me.
Trait Usually seems intimidating towards survivors and zombies alike having usually only stronger infected near me as weaker ones would run away.(there has to be SOME kind of animal class thing)
Bio:Just the average video game playing 17 y/o that sometimes worked out. It was a normal Saturday or whatever playing video games and i decided i wanted a new game so i walked to the game shop and back but a man looked sick and attacked him biting him on the shoulder. Jon made it back to his house 5 minutes later and locked himself in his room waking a few hours later as an infected seeing people thinking THEY were the infected ones.
Perk:
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Weapons: Teeth and claws?
Armor: Long sleeved white shirt black jeans and brown shoes
Misc.: Wallet, money, magnifying glass
-----------
Health: 100/100
Armor Health: 0/0
Conditions: none

"Hey would you like to be my ally?"

Name:Jon Cook
Age:17
Gender:male
Physical Desc.: Tall, brown hair, white skin, Large scar down chest, my left hand looks a little bit like a resident evil tyrants claw
Personality:Nice, strategic, and willing to send a few hundred zombies to their deaths for the greater me.
Trait Usually seems intimidating towards survivors and zombies alike having usually only stronger infected near me as weaker ones would run away.(there has to be SOME kind of animal class thing)
Bio:Just the average video game playing 17 y/o that sometimes worked out. It was a normal Saturday or whatever playing video games and i decided i wanted a new game so i walked to the game shop and back but a man looked sick and attacked him biting him on the shoulder. Jon made it back to his house 5 minutes later and locked himself in his room waking a few hours later as an infected seeing people thinking THEY were the infected ones.
Perk:
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Weapons: Teeth and claws?
Armor: Long sleeved white shirt black jeans and brown shoes
Misc.: Wallet, money, magnifying glass
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Health: 100/100
Armor Health: 0/0
Conditions: none

"i have no idea what the **** you're talking about, or what is going on" some blood leaves his mouth and trickles down his throat


also Napoleonic Wars

Name:Jon Cook
Age:17
Gender:male
Physical Desc.: Tall, brown hair, white skin, Large scar down chest, my left hand looks a little bit like a resident evil tyrants claw
Personality:Nice, strategic, and willing to send a few hundred zombies to their deaths for the greater me.
Trait Usually seems intimidating towards survivors and zombies alike having usually only stronger infected near me as weaker ones would run away.(there has to be SOME kind of animal class thing)
Bio:Just the average video game playing 17 y/o that sometimes worked out. It was a normal Saturday or whatever playing video games and i decided i wanted a new game so i walked to the game shop and back but a man looked sick and attacked him biting him on the shoulder. Jon made it back to his house 5 minutes later and locked himself in his room waking a few hours later as an infected seeing people thinking THEY were the infected ones.
Perk:
-----------
Weapons: Teeth and claws?
Armor: Long sleeved white shirt black jeans and brown shoes
Misc.: Wallet, money, magnifying glass
-----------
Health: 100/100
Armor Health: 0/0
Conditions: none

"Ok listen i think there was some kind of infection or something. I left my house and people shot at me. The fact i can talk to you means your infected too. So we should stick together so we can survive." im good at talking

Name:Jon Cook
Age:17
Gender:male
Physical Desc.: Tall, brown hair, white skin, Large scar down chest, my left hand looks a little bit like a resident evil tyrants claw
Personality:Nice, strategic, and willing to send a few hundred zombies to their deaths for the greater me.
Trait Usually seems intimidating towards survivors and zombies alike having usually only stronger infected near me as weaker ones would run away.(there has to be SOME kind of animal class thing)
Bio:Just the average video game playing 17 y/o that sometimes worked out. It was a normal Saturday or whatever playing video games and i decided i wanted a new game so i walked to the game shop and back but a man looked sick and attacked him biting him on the shoulder. Jon made it back to his house 5 minutes later and locked himself in his room waking a few hours later as an infected seeing people thinking THEY were the infected ones.
Perk:
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Weapons: Teeth and claws?
Armor: Long sleeved white shirt black jeans and brown shoes
Misc.: Wallet, money, magnifying glass
-----------
Health: 100/100
Armor Health: 0/0
Conditions: none

bu- i-...**** you are


"Well **** i was supposed to pick up my kids at daycare, ugh fine"

Name:Jon Cook
Age:17
Gender:male
Physical Desc.: Tall, brown hair, white skin, Large scar down chest, my left hand looks a little bit like a resident evil tyrants claw
Personality:Nice, strategic, and willing to send a few hundred zombies to their deaths for the greater me.
Trait Usually seems intimidating towards survivors and zombies alike having usually only stronger infected near me as weaker ones would run away.(there has to be SOME kind of animal class thing)
Bio:Just the average video game playing 17 y/o that sometimes worked out. It was a normal Saturday or whatever playing video games and i decided i wanted a new game so i walked to the game shop and back but a man looked sick and attacked him biting him on the shoulder. Jon made it back to his house 5 minutes later and locked himself in his room waking a few hours later as an infected seeing people thinking THEY were the infected ones.
Perk:
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Weapons: Teeth and claws?
Armor: Long sleeved white shirt black jeans and brown shoes
Misc.: Wallet, money, magnifying glass
-----------
Health: 100/100
Armor Health: 0/0
Conditions: none

"Ok listen we should check out the daycare and sneak around in it because if your kids see you they may get scared k?"