User:Oliver Donahue

Oliver was a bright boy, even tempered, cute, with a penchant for geekiness and theatre. Now he's a bright zombie, and lurches around Malton in the tattered remains of his jeans and +1 Shirt, which he believes will protect him from harm. Sometimes faith in your t-shirts is all it takes, as it seems to have been helping so far.

He's still cute, for a zombie, just about six feet tall, wiry, with a mischievous grin that seems out of place on one of the walking dead, until he opens his mouth and takes a big bite out of you.

Mmm...Braanz! Tahr

Oliver and his pal Donathin have started a small theatre troupe for like-minded undead, specifically those that wish to educate and entertain the Harman masses with claws, bites, ransacking and general rambunctious behavior. If this sounds like your kind of thing, if you love to act for whomever will watch, then contact Oliver or Donathin and we'll see if there's a place for you on the Tahr.