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'''Hates:''' unfairness, dishonesty, racism, bullying<br /> | '''Hates:''' unfairness, dishonesty, racism, bullying<br /> | ||
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'''Background/History:''' As the situation in Malton began, Jack came fresh from the acadamy in germany. He was on vacation with some friends doing a road trip throughout the whole UK. Sheer curiosity was what brought him into this neverending nightmare. It was by then when the news were full of the reports of city raids and violent situations in some cites. | '''Background/History:''' As the situation in Malton began, Jack came fresh from the acadamy in germany. He was on vacation with some friends doing a road trip throughout the whole UK. Sheer curiosity was what brought him into this neverending nightmare. It was by then when the news were full of the reports of city raids and violent situations in some cites. When one of his friends came up with the idea to take a peek on the situation in Malton... It sounded thrilling, but none of them could have dreamed of what would await them there. On their first day, they arrived late in the evening, they arrived in Malton and stayed over night at the Willmott Motel. But as they slept eagerly and well the city gates closed behind them to be never opened again. Late at night they woke up, awakened by the hell on earth as the zombies made their way to the Motel. People ran for their lifes, escaping from the terror of the undead. It was then when one of his friends stormed into the room, armed with a baseball bat. whatever was heavy and big was pushed against the only door to the room but Jack came up to the feeling that a bed, a cupboard, a table and some chairs won't hold the hordes outside that long.As the groaning came closer to the door, slamming and scratching let the door shake. As he pointed towards the window, his friends shook their heads. Obviously they wanted to bet their luck on the barricades they raised. But Jack didn't trust these loose obsticals as much as he could had thrown them. He dared the jump... And was lucky enough to hit the swimming pool. As he climbed out of it, he could hear loud banging and screams out of the window he jumped several seconds before. He crunched with the teeth and clenched the fists. He knew those guys a long time... Good old buddies... But all the sorrow wouldn't prevent him to being eaten alive himself. He ran south. So there Jack was... In a city of ruin. In front of a Police Department in a Suburb the locals call "Gatcombeton". The only thought Jack came up as he took a gulp and watched the closed city gates, was: "Welcome to the worst assignment of your life, cadet..." | ||
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Description
Name: Jack Reyner
Age: 27
Birthplace: Somewhere in Germany
Strengths: Strategist, Honorable, Loyal to true friends and comrades (some may consider this a weakness)
Weaknesses: nachos, soda drinks, women (Don't worry, ladies... I behave... Mostly...)
Loves: friends/family, strategic and Roleplay games, music, reading, japanese pop culture, animals
Hates: unfairness, dishonesty, racism, bullying
Appearance: To be added later
Background/History: As the situation in Malton began, Jack came fresh from the acadamy in germany. He was on vacation with some friends doing a road trip throughout the whole UK. Sheer curiosity was what brought him into this neverending nightmare. It was by then when the news were full of the reports of city raids and violent situations in some cites. When one of his friends came up with the idea to take a peek on the situation in Malton... It sounded thrilling, but none of them could have dreamed of what would await them there. On their first day, they arrived late in the evening, they arrived in Malton and stayed over night at the Willmott Motel. But as they slept eagerly and well the city gates closed behind them to be never opened again. Late at night they woke up, awakened by the hell on earth as the zombies made their way to the Motel. People ran for their lifes, escaping from the terror of the undead. It was then when one of his friends stormed into the room, armed with a baseball bat. whatever was heavy and big was pushed against the only door to the room but Jack came up to the feeling that a bed, a cupboard, a table and some chairs won't hold the hordes outside that long.As the groaning came closer to the door, slamming and scratching let the door shake. As he pointed towards the window, his friends shook their heads. Obviously they wanted to bet their luck on the barricades they raised. But Jack didn't trust these loose obsticals as much as he could had thrown them. He dared the jump... And was lucky enough to hit the swimming pool. As he climbed out of it, he could hear loud banging and screams out of the window he jumped several seconds before. He crunched with the teeth and clenched the fists. He knew those guys a long time... Good old buddies... But all the sorrow wouldn't prevent him to being eaten alive himself. He ran south. So there Jack was... In a city of ruin. In front of a Police Department in a Suburb the locals call "Gatcombeton". The only thought Jack came up as he took a gulp and watched the closed city gates, was: "Welcome to the worst assignment of your life, cadet..."
more to be added later
DEM Merits and Ribbons
Reconnaissance Specialist Merit
Engineer's Ribbon
The Weaponmaster Ribbon
