User:Alexandy/Character Name

Alexandy Marvelle: Survivor

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Backstory

A thirteen year old boy, sat slumped on a fire hyderent. As he stirred the ruined building next to him began to fall even more. He stood, surveying the damage on both him and the building and unlike the latter, he seemed fine. He peered over to the hydrent and spotted a black baseball cap on the top, grabbing and placing it on his head, it went well with his dark blue, short-sleeved shirt, black jeans, and grey sneakers. "Dark clothing and unlit streets, I'm almost invisible," he thought to himself admiring his outfit in a nearby puddle, as he got to his shoes, he noticed a gun at his feet and upon closer insepction he saw it had a fully loaded clip still inside "Must've fallen out of some poor guy's pocket," he figured "I'm going to need more than one clip to stay alive though," he remembered catching a courpse in the corner of his eye. He looked around and saw a broken address plate, making out the shapes and putting them together they ended up reading "3564" he remembered this address, it was the poilice station down the street from his school, he looked at the ruin beside him and figured that this was that police station and without thinking he started searching through the plie of debries & rubble. A few minutes later he ended up finding five loaded pistol clips, two handheld radios, and a flak jacket, putting on the jacket and stuffing the clips and radios in his pocket, he looked off to the west and remembered about a military force somewhere in that direction, he figured he should find them, "Maybe they have more supplies," that was a good enough reason for him. He walked off in the opposite direction of the now rising sun and started tuning one of the radios, hunting for a clear signal.

Activity Log

September 28th I found this notebook lying in the gutter today, sanitary no but it works, I'm on my way west hoping to hit Pitneybank soon, Not to much has excited me latly, I stopped in a ruined hospital and found the supplies to put together a first aide kit and used the leftovers to patch myself up from the police station zombie raid, can't beleive I got out of that alive.

September 29th I started taking refuge in this fort, 'Creedy' I think it's called, might as well stop and get a few more pistol clips. Should have known an infermery would been in here, all of the buildings in here are in pretty good shape, the millitary must take good care of this place, however I can't tell who's milliary personal or not without asking, won't be writing for a while will be busy gathering supplies.

October 3rd Lucky day, I found a crowbar, a knife, several first aide kits, a pipe (Don't know why I kept it) a flare gun, and one of those portable generators, this is a good day, I'm getting an idea though it may take a while to get going. Three zombies outside the gatehouse, hope they don't stay for long. (P.S. This generator is really heavy!)

November 20th Attemps at repeling the horde have failed, I'm hiding in the veichle depot, won't be writing for a while, to prevent attention. I'm the only one in here, two zombies outside, I'm lucky the lights are out. Hoping they won't search in here.

Movember 21th They found me, I'm writing fast. I plan on heading to the cemetary up north if I go down, I just hope I can remem*blood stain*

Goals

Protect Fort Creedy, set up a "Fort Creedy Watch" in the Veichle depot, stay standing.

Last/Currently Seen

Zombieish, waiting at a cemetary in Pitneybank to be rivived.