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== what? ==
Aged JC2level+3, an university student in Singapore rather confusedly studying [http://kou-reika.deviantart.com/ Art, Design and Media]. Likes cucumbers, eggs and mushroom soup. Dislikes bad English, stupidity, and those people who block her way when she wants to get somewhere in a hurry.<br>
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== who? ==
<b>[http://www.urbandead.com/profile.cgi?id=918739 Kazeri]; 14; ZOMBIE; [[Militant Order of Barhah]]</b><br>
Kazeri was a self-professed emo goth kid who spent most of her time lying on the floor of her room singing along to Evanescence songs while cutting her wrists. When the zombies came she tried to fight them off with a nail cutter, but upon her un-death, life (such as it was) took a sudden, joyous turn. Clawing harmanz to death and eating their bra!nz, she found, was far superior to the pain and dark dreadful horrorrrrrr of life, and she now spends her time shambling around happily helping other people relieve themselves of their burdens.<br>
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<font color=red>[ACTIVE]</font>Ahh, Pole. So full of the delicacy, Trenchie Brains.<br>
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<b>[http://www.urbandead.com/profile.cgi?id=893330 Ravinel]; 27; DOCTOR; The Know Nothings.</b><br>
Chinese student interning at St.John's Hospital in Brooksville while living alone in an apartment. Due to a lot of sleep deprivation and one massively mistimed nap, he ended up stuck in Malton, running a mobile clinic for money and experience. Generally calm to the point of seeming unconcerned, somewhat vain and cautious, Ravinel thinks zombification is a crazed hallucinatory adventure, fun in small portions. As a zombie, he tends to hunt down fellow zombies--their brains are tastier! Cheese anyone?<br>
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<font color=red>[ACTIVE]</font> He knows nothing.<br>
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<b>[http://www.urbandead.com/profile.cgi?id=916475 Lewyn]; 19; CONSUMER; no group.</b><br>

College student studying art whose parents had an office in Ridleybank, Lewyn almost made it out of Malton, but found herself stuck in her old school, Brentnall Walk, with only a phone and a paint-scraping knife. The shock of the zombie invasion drove her a bit mad; she now acts mostly like a child with the occasional random descent into maturity.
<br><br>After the rather violent end to the Halloween Hootenanny of Horror, Lewyn finally snapped. She now roams the streets as a split-personality sociopathic prophet of doom, wailing about the end of the world and shooting people randomly with twin pistols she picked up somewhere. The sight of zombies makes her screech and hack, but then again a lot of things make her screech and hack.<br>
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<font color=red>[ACTIVE]</font>Shhhhh.<br>
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<table border=0 width=80%><tr valign=top><td width=100px></td><td align=left>{{Giddings Zombie Seige}}</td><td align=right>{{Giddings Pker Attack}}</td></tr></table>
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<b>[http://www.urbandead.com/profile.cgi?id=985871 over 9000 zombies]; SCIENTIST(?); no affiliation</b><br>
A special breed of permanent zombies, never able to achieve a true state of life. However, shots of revivification juice render them oddly docile and strangely intelligent. In this state of "life" they are able to operate human equipment and work tirelessly (without sleep, food or even air) to help humans. They also happen to be all female, though the reasons behind <i>that</i> are probably better off not speculated about.<br>
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<font color=gray>[INACTIVE]</font> Lying around Quartly Library. They like the floor.<br>
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<b>[http://www.urbandead.com/profile.cgi?id=1149673 Itemiya]; 16; MILITARY; no group. {MONROEVILLE}</b><br>
Son of military officers, Itemiya spent his life shuttling from city to city. He just got unlucky enough to end up in Monroeville. Alone. With his parents out of town and his best friend possibly zombified. Never the most mentally stable person, being stuck alone in a deadly city he's only marginally familiar with makes Temi paranoid, violent and cowardly.<br>
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<font color=gray>[INACTIVE]</font> Being a Monroeville zombie is boooring.<br>
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<b>[http://www.urbandead.com/profile.cgi?id=1306484 Irrei]; 18; MILITARY; no group. {MONROEVILLE}</b><br>
A raw recruit posted to Monroeville for training, Irrei expected to spend a lot of time watching corn wave in the wind. What he got instead was a fleeting few weeks of peace and a short friendship, and a long descent into zombie hell.<br>
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<font color=red>[ACTIVE]</font> Being a Monroeville zombie is boooring. But he needs the XP.<br>
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== notes and random stuff ==
<table border="1"><tr><td>DnF</td><td>May your day be full of gristle and rot.</td></tr>
<tr><td>Revenant</td><td>and marrow and ears...</td></tr>
<tr><td>kazeri</td><td>and spinal cord!</td></tr></table>
The Prayer of Barhah. Or something.
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