User:Charles J Falto

Name: Charles James Falto

D.O.B: 30/6/1964

Height: 5' 11"

Weight: 185lbs

Eyes: Blue

Occupation: Police Officer, 1989-2005

"His eyes, pale blue and tired lookin', ya know? He's always talking about his past, speaks real fondly of days gone by. He's got a voice like he's been smoking cigarettes and chewing gravel his whole life, a real weathered face which he hides behind a thick greying wolf of a beard. Put it this way, the guy looks beat. Spend five minutes with him and he'll have you laughing, but there's something dark underneath that. Charlie has seen better days." - Anonymous Survivor

History

TBC

Log

5 May 2009

I've been on the move the past few days. Mainly in search of supplies. Food, water and what ever medical I can scrounge.

Headed east, through Greentown, Tapton and then Kempsterbank. Not much contact. Hearing reports of Zeds in Brooksville I was drawn North. The reports weren't thin, things are rough here with frequent attacks and break-ins from both sides. Any place worth holding up in is nearly always heavily barricaded. The people aren't too friendly up here. Most avoid eye contact. I can really see the city changing the further I stray North.

About the only good thing to come out of Brooksville so far, while searching the wards of a hospital I had decided to spend the night in, I came across two familiar faces among the rubble and trash. Things aren’t so bad when you're sharing a bottle of wine with old friends over a small fire. Every cloud.

30 April 2009

After just finding my feet in Lovelock Police Department, Southblythville. I woke up this morning to find the place in dissaray. A lone body and a beaten generator being the only remnants of last night's attack and not a Zed in sight. This was done by human hands.

With the power down in Lovelock PD, I've decided to head east to Gotch Plaza PD. From what I can tell the lights are still on, and I'm bound to run into a friendly face or two from Lovelock. I'm not crossing any fingers though.