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He has an old CAPD Badge on a chain around his neck, a weathered DSSRZS patch, and a new SoC patch sown into his flak jacket. A patch saying 'Revive me' is sown into the back of the flak jacket. On his flak jacket, in the lower left side of his stomach, S.L.A.B. is written in black sharpie with 19 tallies underneath.
"Can you read between the lines? Or are you stuck in black and white? Hope I'm on the list of people that you hate. It's time you met the monster that you have helped create."
I was just a normal guy before the outbreak. I had no choice in this yet I might as well have a goddamn party while it lasts. I joined an awesome group of guys and dolls who kick ass in keeping the southwest green and beautiful. We pop Spandy's skull and push off any attacks that may come. Murderers? What murderers? We already killed them all before they got here. We kick ass and know it.
I have worked with the DSSRZS and kicked ass against the red zone and any zombie that wanted to cause trouble. We revived so many sons of bitches that everyone wanted to come to the area. We rocked.
"Like any man, when he's pushed to his limits, he's capable of anything. When someone strikes at the one's he loves, he will take any steps necessary. He's looking for answers, for the truth. He will stand by his convictions. The man you know is dead. The man who played by the rules, listened to the voice in his ear - he's gone. So watch your back, I can't stop him - no one can."
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