Realistic or Modern Remnants of Man - CS

[Best Trekkie.]

Height: 6' 2


Weight: 140lbs


Name: Harrison D. Cooper


Nickname: Copperhead


Age: 33


Previous occupation: Scavenger, Pilot, and Former military soldier.


SKILLS:


MARKSMAN: If given a sniper rifle he removes the scope and can still headshot moving targets from 500 meters.


SURVIVOR: Can turn something useless into a tool of survival Example ( Branch + Bone shard + Rope = Spear)


Flaws: Edgy and very aware but this works against him because he might over look something.


Short tempered: A very short fused person who has been known to cause fights in the past, one of these fights gave him a scar that left him blind in one eye.


Personality: Stern, Short fused, and serious to the breaking point, when he speaks a command stay on his good side and you should probably do what he says or you might end up with a scar like his, or worse. Occasionally will joke around, but don't count on it. When angered, he will start swinging and isn't someone to take lightly unless he says it's fine with him.


Background: Once a former sergent and then cut from all military branches when he broke his superior commander's jaw, Harrison was violent from the age of 16. Beating up police officers, Busting the bones of those who threatened him and his family, even Hunting illegally. However all that changed when about ffive years after turning 28, the virus struck his home town. Within the first few weeks of the virus, It wasn't until the end of that third week when his military training kicked in. Although his violent nature was still present, His ever present anger and hatred had no purpose anymore. Returning to his family home, he began to salvage the copper plumbing, electrical wires, everything that was useful he ripped from the house that he once loved. His first priority was food and water. So he scavenged the stores and malls for canned food and survival gear. Harrison then went to a gun store and snatched a SCAR - H, an Alice pack, even a holo sight that was on display. With the plumbing pipes, a battery from his family's pickup and the electrical wiring from his family home, Harrison was able to patch up a 1974 Ford F250 pickup and left his home town towards the freeway.


Weapons carried:


A swamp camouflage painted SCAR - H assault rifle.


A Bowie knife from his former military career.


Food carried:


All that remains with him are...


x2 Cans of beans


x1 Bottle of water


x1 Wine bottle.


Supplies carried:


Military grade flashlight


50ft of reinforced climbing rope


A fire brick and a cigarette lighter


Meds carried:


x1 small bottle of pain killers for the relief of the pain in his back.


x1 Military grade first aid kit.


x1 Box of sewing twine (sewing needle included)


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[idalie]

@Mr Kraz I'd have to decline your character. He doesn't adhere to the character sheet and he's not developed enough, sorry fam

 

[Best Trekkie.]

I wasn't done okay?


I miss clicked

 

[idalie]

Just now, Mr Kraz said:



I wasn't done okay?


I miss clicked




 

Well bajaysus I'm sorry dude

 

[Best Trekkie.]

is this better?


its finished now

 

[idalie]

1 hour ago, Mr Kraz said:



is this better?


its finished now




 

YEP ) Accepted

 

[Borkus Lazorus]

(Appearance)
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" I don't care about making the world a better place. I just hate people who try to make it worse." 
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Body Description
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Robert's body would be most likely be described as a patchwork scarecrow, weathered and coming as a shock to most people wondering how he can still function. Scars, man. Scars everywhere. Although, the most significant aspect of Robert's body is his amputated left arm, healed but wrapped in a turban of bandages and white gauze. His size is mostly above average for a man of his age, stocky with well defined shoulders and a muscled frame that doesn't brag but tells years of experience. A crown of red, brown hair is upon his head, slightly graying at the roots and clean cut at the sides, little bit chopped unevenly. His nose is sharp, slightly blunt on some sides with lines on his cheeks from years of combat. His right hand is about the size of a dinner plate, enough to swallow a mouse whole. His attire consists of a flannel shirt, cargo pants, iron-toed boots and a jacket of some sort. Doesn't really matter as long as it's not dirty or it looks like it came out of a thrift-shop. 
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Height: 5'9 
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Weight: 181 Pounds
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Full Name :Robert Heinrich Ashton
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Nicknames: Robby. Ashy. Badger. The Ratel.   
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Birthday: 6th August, 1976
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Birthplace : Chicago, United States of America
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Nationality:  American/Nepalese
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Ethnicity:White 
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Age:  38
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Previous Occupation: Private Military Contractor Combat Engineer/Handyman
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Marital Status: Single
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Sexuality: Heterosexual
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Skills/Strength
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Engineers Solve Problems: During his tenure as a Combat Engineer in a PMC and from his degree in Engineering, Robert is adept in multiple fields including electrical engineering, chemical and mechanical engineering which are his main forte. He's not a nuclear engineer nor will he ever be a Doc Brown but he's comparable to a Macgyver in most circumstances. He's able to repair, maintain and create simple machines and tools with his skills. Robert is also able to adapt on the fly like Macgyver and use whatever's around him to solve the problem.
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I'm a guy from the Military! What am I supposed to do? Not learn how to use the gun sitting beside me?: Robert is able to wield firearms to a respectable level, knowing basic gun safety and maintenance but he's not going to be your Neo or your John Preston. 
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Improbable Weapon User: During his time in Iraq and up close with insurgents along with his former teammates wondering whether it was his nepalese ancestry that led to this skillset developing, Robert has the uncanny skill to use whatever's around him or in the environment to kill someone in times of severe emergency. Pens, scissors, rulers, a computer, wooden pallets, a towel, paper napkins, magazines frying pans, whatever you can think of, Robert can most likely use it to kill someone. Robert is also adept in CQC combat, although, he prefers to use something in hand rather than going bare-knuckled.
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100 PUSHUPS! 100 SIT-UPS! 100 SQUATS! A 10 K RUN EVERDAY! 3 MEALS EVERY DAY! NO STOPPING: Robert is at peak physical condition like most of his PMC Mates, even though he's got his arm chopped off and was medically discharged from the company. He's a hell of a lot fitter than your average Crossfitter. 
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Flaws:
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Arrrrrrrr, me maties. I'm a Pirate!: Robert is limited in physical capacity due to missing his left appendage, his entire left arm. No stump, nothing, just a clean cut. This means Robert finds most simple tasks difficult and some situations can be impossible for him to get out off. This means Robert is unable to use most rifles as he is limited to pistols only. Reloading is difficult. Robert is also limited to how much weight he can carry. You don't know how agonising it is not being able to scratch your left bum properly until you've experienced the pain of losing an arm.
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Recurring Mildly-Itchy Arm Syndrome: After losing his arm, Robert has developed chronic phantom pains in the last few months. These sudden onsets range from feelings of coldness and itchiness to full-blown mimicry of being stabbed, shot or burnt alive. Robert doesn't take any painkillers to numb the pain though, as he knows it's only a temporary solution and that the phantom pains don't hurt him. At least, physically. 
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Shoot First. Ask Questions Later: Robert, usually, in most cases, responds with threats and violence rather than resorting to peaceful engagements due to his time in a Private Military Corporation. He only cares about living the next day and if someone's going to have a problem with that, then, they can go screw off. 
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Weapons
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Crowbar - It's a fucking crowbar what do you expect? Use it for opening crates or bashing heads open.
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Kukri - A weapon passed down from his Ghurkish cousins. Robert sharpens it religiously everyday and the kukri almost amounts to a family heirloom to him. 
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Glock 19 chambered in 9x19 (Safe Action) (Fitted with Improvised Silencer Made From a Coca-Cola Can and Duct-Taped with Minature Flashlight on the end.) - A weapon scavenged off from a dead police officer. Robert made several hefty modifications to it to increase its viability due to the lack of materials to accesorize it. 
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Equipment and Miscellaneous Materials
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Large, Heavy-Duty Alice Pack
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Binoculars
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Plastic Water Bottle - Capacity: 1 Litre (3 Quarters Full)
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Canned Food and a MRE (Enough for 5 days)
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Blanket
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A Full Can of WD-40
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2 Rolls of Duct Tape
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Gerber Multitool
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Several Paperclips
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4 magazines for Glock 19
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A Pencil and a Notebook. 
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A small text-book Bible. 
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Personality
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Robert is a gruff, lonesome individual who would rather keep for himself than go out of his way to help other people. He's liable to making sarcastic jokes and comments, sarcasm which is thick enough to drown a entire school of fish, and is generally acerbic. Robert generally doesn't engage in small talk and conversation as well, preferring to keep quiet and save his oxygen and breath for necessary scenarios. However, though he doesn't like to admit it, Robert is generally altruistic at times, possessing a heart of gold, and will usually help anyone in need, trying to cover it up behind payment, a price or compensation. Robert's way of survival in the apocalypse reeks of pragmatism and necessity, willing to kill other survivors if he's starving or in a bad situation. If you earn his trust and friendship, Robert will act like a brother to you and will reveal a more lighthearted side of him that is generally reserved for his family and friends. Who are dead or missing. By the way, don't mention his friends or family, alright?
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If you're his friend, Robert is probably gonna be the most goddamn, loyal ,friendly guy you'll ever meet. If you're his enemy, then, you'd better be afraid of the one-armed guy walking towards you to emasculate and make contact lenses out of your retinas. 
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Biography
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Robert Heinrich Ashton was born in Chicago, United States of America in 6th, August 1976, the middle child of a family with a prestigious history in the military. His father was a Nepalese Ghurkish soldier while his mother was a British Nurse who served in the 6th Queen Elizabeth's Own Ghurkha Rifles Brigade. He grew up in a small neighborhood, outside of the town, with his two brothers, John and Roger. During his childhood, he was personally taught kukri-fighting by his father who sought to pass on his skills to the next generation. After his father's death, Robert graduated from high-school and studied in MIT where he picked up several basic degrees in Mechanical and Electrical Engineering. Robert then enlisted in the USMC where he finished his first few weeks of Basic Training and served in Iraq for a few years before he retired from the Marines at a early age of 29. 
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Lacking a job, Robert joined up with with DYN Corp where he served as a military contractor and combat engineer consultant for 4 years. During his tenure in DYN Corp, during another serve in Iraq, Robert's arm was damaged during a confrontration with a suicide bomber. Robert would have been dead to rights if he didn't manage to raise a large steel plate in front of him, managing to deflect most of the blast into his left arm rather than his entire squishy body. The medics were forced to amputate his broken, shattered left arm due to lack of medical personnel nearby and treatment. Robert was then medically discharged from the PMC and moved to Sioux Falls, South Dakota, United States, where he operated as a local mechanic, alone and solemn. 
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[Rysesaka]

Height: 5'9 ft tall
 


Weight: 168lbs


Full Name: James DiFronzo
 


Nickname(s):


"Jamie", "The Intellectual"


Age: 26 years old
 


Previous Occupation:


Businessman 


Capo of the Chicago Outfit (secretly)


Skills/Strengths:


Hitman: James is very good at accuracy, especially for shooting guns. His father, Peter DiFronzo; who is an acting kingpin of the Chicago Outfit, trains James how to shoot when he was a kid. After school, he and his father do "learning how to shoot" sessions until he became an expert of shooting.


Speech: James can handle a hostile situation by talking to an enemy, James is a very diplomatic person. He is also good at speech due to his intellectual mind.


Charisma: Due to his good-looking and "innocent" nature. James has an "exotic" charisma, he can either manipulate other people by trusting James/doing a favor for James or make the girls fall in "love" for him but it depends on James' decisions.


"Wing Chun": Although he is not an expert practicioner of the Wing Chun fighting style, he is between intermediate and advanced practicioner of the Confucianist fighting-style. Aside from guns, James also became "addicted" to martial arts since his one of the favorite idols were Bruce Lee and had practiced Wing Chun due to his teenage years.


Flaws:


Impatient: He is impatient because he wants the task to be done as possible.


Smart Ass: He thinks he know it all, and in some ways he may, but he can be greatly annoying and difficult to deal with at times, especially in arguments.


Sarcastic: A subtle form of mockery in which an intended meaning is conveyed obliquely.


 

Weapon(s):


- Colt 45


- Combat Knife


Equipment:


- 5 Magazines of Colt 45


- 1 Personal bottle (almost empty)


- iPhone 6s and a charger


- 1 Marlboro pack w/ lighter


- 2 Canned food (sardines)


Personality: James is sensitive, friendly, family-oriented, and less selfish when it comes to his family and his very close friends. James is also sarcastic and humorous..sometimes but when it comes to work at his grandfather's mob, he is dead serious and doesn't want his men to do mistakes. With his good-looking face because of his charismatic abilities; he can be a flirt towards girls IF he wants too. James is sometimes arrogant due to his intelligent mind.
 


Background:


James DiFronzo was born in Chicago, United States of America in the 18th of February, 1988. His father was an Italian American and her mother was a Canadian. His grandfather, John "No Nose" DiFronzo was the kingpin of Chicago Outfit (also known as the Chicago Mob) and his father Jake DiFronzo was an underboss of the mob, his mother wasn't aware that the DiFronzo family was considered as one of the most dangerous but yet richest families in America. When James reached at young adult, he watches some popular Bruce Lee films which he got interested at martial arts; particularly the Wing Chun. He attended at a Wing Chun academy at Cicero, Chicago and the time goes by, he became one of the best practitioners of Wing Chun; at the same time, his father also teaches him how to shoot a gun, every after school of his life, there would be always a "learning how to shoot" sessions with his father. During his college years, his grandfather invited James to join the mob as a family and had given a position as one of the Capos on Chicago Outfit. He is also one of the youngest high-ranking members of the mob. He graduated at the University of Chicago when he reached at the age of 24 with Master of Business Administration (MBA). With his graduation, his grandfather rewarded him a territory for his new crew which is located at Cicero. He also helped an underboss Joseph Andriacchi to spread Andriacchi's business empire at Chicago. When he reached at the age of 26, the war between Gangster Disciples and Chicago Outfit had ended. His father, Jake DiFronzo sent his son to Northwest USA to strengthen the relationship between Gangster Disciple sets (mainly in Sioux Falls and other cities in South Dakota) and the mob. When he reached Sioux Falls, everything went to shit, he and his men attempt to survive this strange and terrifying events but will they succeed?

 

[CabalAnomicPotato]

Height: 5'9 ft tall
 


Weight: 168lbs


Full Name: James DiFronzo
 


Nickname(s):


"Jamie", "The Intellectual"


Age: 26 years old
 


Previous Occupation:


Businessman 


Capo of the Chicago Outfit (secretly)


Skills/Strengths:


Hitman: James is very good at accuracy, especially for shooting guns. His father, Peter DiFronzo; who is an acting kingpin of the Chicago Outfit, trains James how to shoot when he was a kid. After school, he and his father do "learning how to shoot" sessions until he became an expert of shooting.


Speech: James can handle a hostile situation by talking to an enemy, James is a very diplomatic person. He is also good at speech due to his intellectual mind.


Charisma: Due to his good-looking and "innocent" nature. James has an "exotic" charisma, he can either manipulate other people by trusting James/doing a favor for James or make the girls fall in "love" for him but it depends on James' decisions.


"Wing Chun": Although he is not an expert practicioner of the Wing Chun fighting style, he is between intermediate and advanced practicioner of the Confucianist fighting-style. Aside from guns, James also became "addicted" to martial arts since his one of the favorite idols were Bruce Lee and had practiced Wing Chun due to his teenage years.


Flaws:


Impatient: He is impatient because he wants the task to be done as possible.


Smart Ass: He thinks he know it all, and in some ways he may, but he can be greatly annoying and difficult to deal with at times, especially in arguments.


Sarcastic: A subtle form of mockery in which an intended meaning is conveyed obliquely.


 

Weapon(s):


- Colt 45


- Combat Knife


Equipment:


- 5 Magazines of Colt 45


- 1 Personal bottle (almost empty)


- iPhone 6s and a charger


- 1 Marlboro pack w/ lighter


- 2 Canned food (sardines)


Personality: James is sensitive, friendly, family-oriented, and less selfish when it comes to his family and his very close friends. James is also sarcastic and humorous..sometimes but when it comes to work at his grandfather's mob, he is dead serious and doesn't want his men to do mistakes. With his good-looking face because of his charismatic abilities; he can be a flirt towards girls IF he wants too. James is sometimes arrogant due to his intelligent mind.
 


Background:


James DiFronzo was born in Chicago, United States of America in the 18th of February, 1988. His father was an Italian American and her mother was a Canadian. His grandfather, John "No Nose" DiFronzo was the kingpin of Chicago Outfit (also known as the Chicago Mob) and his father Jake DiFronzo was an underboss of the mob, his mother wasn't aware that the DiFronzo family was considered as one of the most dangerous but yet richest families in America. When James reached at young adult, he watches some popular Bruce Lee films which he got interested at martial arts; particularly the Wing Chun. He attended at a Wing Chun academy at Cicero, Chicago and the time goes by, he became one of the best practitioners of Wing Chun; at the same time, his father also teaches him how to shoot a gun, every after school of his life, there would be always a "learning how to shoot" sessions with his father. During his college years, his grandfather invited James to join the mob as a family and had given a position as one of the Capos on Chicago Outfit. He is also one of the youngest high-ranking members of the mob. He graduated at the University of Chicago when he reached at the age of 24 with Master of Business Administration (MBA). With his graduation, his grandfather rewarded him a territory for his new crew which is located at Cicero. He also helped an underboss Joseph Andriacchi to spread Andriacchi's business empire at Chicago. When he reached at the age of 26, the war between Gangster Disciples and Chicago Outfit had ended. His father, Jake DiFronzo sent his son to Northwest USA to strengthen the relationship between Gangster Disciple sets (mainly in Sioux Falls and other cities in South Dakota) and the mob. When he reached Sioux Falls, everything went to shit, he and his men attempt to survive this strange and terrifying events but will they succeed?

We got another mobster, niiiice, thought I was the only one.

 

[DankWaffles]

Height:
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6 feet, 1 inch
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Weight:
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203 pounds
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Full Name:
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William Henry
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Nickname(s):
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Will, Ajax
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Age:
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33 years old
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Previous Occupation:
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- Bartender from age 18 to 19
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- Agent for her majesty from age 23 to 26
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- CEO of Yuk Corporation, a R&D facility that makes weapons and tech. for the government
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Skills/Strengths:
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~ Charismatic: William is able to speak with confidence to, literally, anyone. His sweet talk can make new friends, get him out of trouble, bargain a good deal with any trader, and/or trick someone into doing what he wants them to, that is if they're not deceivable, or easy to trick.
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~ Navigation: Since the grids are down, that means no use of a GPS. Luckily for Will, he was a boy scout and one of his lessons that he was taught was how to read a map. A real map.
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~ Weapon Proficiency: During Will's career as an agent for her majesty, Will had to go through a difficult training that included targets moving at high speeds. He also has knowledge of how to take apart most guns within 30 seconds and is at an adept level in hand-to-hand combat, whether that be with a knife or literal hand-to-hand combat.
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Flaws:
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~ Unreliable: With tricking more then 50 people throughout his life, Will has become a untrustworthy, which in some cases has led to danger, for him and his daughter.

~Pessism:  With the current events occurring, Will always thinks of the worst outcomes for any situation, but he tries to keep his cool and remain calm
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~Single-mindedness:  Will's drive to protect his daughter has led to putting either him and his daughter, or someone else in danger's way.
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Weapon(s):
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~ A Px4 storm with an attachable flashlight and silencer
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Spoiler

(THE GUN ITSELF)

(THE GUN WITH A SILENCER)

(THE GUN WITH A FLASHLIGHT)

~ A bayonet combat knife
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Spoiler

~ A Bushmaster ACR with a holographic sight
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Spoiler

(THE GUN WITH THE SIGHT)

 
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Equipment:
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~ A simple survival outfit
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Spoiler

~ Elbow and Knee pads
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~ A rebreather, just in case
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~ A Drago Gear Assault Backpack
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Spoiler

~ A holster for his sidearm
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~ Sidearm ammo x3 clips
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~ Assault rifle ammo clips x4
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~ 4 water bottles
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~ 1 fruit cup
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~ 2, small, snack bags
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~ A can of beans
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~ A map
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~ A medkit
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~ Toiletries
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Personality:
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Since his experience in working for her majesty, Will has learned how to be persuasive with anyone, convincing them to agree with his point. He is also very truthful and honest, stating the facts as is, but he won't always. Will is also hyper, always being on alert in case there is an attack/ambush. Lastly, Will is a very soft hearted person. When he kills, it may seem ruthless, but he deep in his heart he feels sympathy for taking a life, even if it is the walking dead.
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Background:
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Being born on May 5th, 1984, Will was an only child to two happy parents. His father was a proud lieutenant in the British military and his mother was a secretary for a mega corporation. Will grew up surrounded by plenty of other kids, kids whom he would make friends with for a good portion of his life. When Will entered 2nd grade, he achieved greatly in his academics, while his social life began to crumble. He continued to stay friends with the neighborhood friends, but they went to a private school while Will went to a public school. The next year, Will began playing baseball and water polo. He preferred to play water polo, but he still enjoyed the sport of baseball. Nearing the end of the year, Will's father had... died in combat. The news had caused hi more emotional pain then his mother, solely because he admired his father and practically praised him as his role model. During his Junior year of high school, Will got a job as a bartender to help pay the electric and water bills, as they were the most expensive tax that his mother struggled with. Right after graduating high school, Will was offered to join MI6 since his father had worked in the military and the British government recognized Will's potential. He accepted and within a few years Will was capable of being a field agent. But, he never enjoyed the life of danger, always thinking of the worst outcomes and if he would share the same fate as his father. That's why he left, but his commander at the time had offered to give Will a home in America, along with a corporation that would research and develop technology to help the American and British military, navy, and air force, along with the Civil research and development technology. Will had accepted the commander's offer and transferred to South Dakota, USA. Now in America, Will started to feel alone. That's when he went to the local adoption center and adopted a 10 year old girl as his daughter. She became the most important thing to protect in his life and he provided all sorts of care for her.
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Name:
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Avery Henry
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Nickname:
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AJ
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Age:
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11 years old
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Height:
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4 feet, 06 inches
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Weight:
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75 pounds
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Skill(s):
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~ Genius: Avery maybe eleven years old, but she is able to solve some difficult math equations and expressions
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Flaw(s):
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~ Loud: Even though Avery is a smart cookie, she still acts her age sometimes. She'll throw tantrums when she doesn't get her way or when she doesn't like the situation
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Equipment:
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~ A basic backpack
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~ Toiletries
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~ A water bottle
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~ 3 trail mix packets
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~ Her favorite stuffed animal
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Personality:
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If there was one word to describe Avery, it would be mysterious. With her mystery and her intellect combined, it creates a lethal combination that even scares Will at sometimes. Avery has also studied Will's charisma skills and modified it to suit her. She's turned his charisma into a "puppy dog" look. She gives her victim the sad, harmless eyes and then pounces.
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Background:
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Avery doesn't remember much of her childhood. She's spent most of her time staring at a white wall, or spent her time drawing scenes from Disney movies. When Will had adopted Avery, he wanted to let her biological parents to know that she would be in safe hands, but there was no record as to who her parents were. Which poked at Will's curiosity, but he couldn't devote al his time into finding her parents. He had to make sure that Avery was as happy as could be. Growing up with Will was considerably enjoyable for Avery. She was given a second chance to be a kid and she knew that Will was willing to give her any toy, puppy, stuffed animal, practically whatever she wanted, she would get. Until the apocalypse hit.
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