User:Gman513
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Description
Name: Greg "Gman" Jameson
Age: mid 20's
Birthplace: S.A.,South Africa
Strengths:Inteligent, quick learner, Dilligent, Hard worker, Never quits, Quite strong, always see's potential.
Weaknesses:Boredom sets in quickly and can cause Depression, Very suseptible to sickness, has bad memory, Due to childhood mishap his back is quite weak.
Loves:Family/Friends, Reading, Mysteries, History, Animals, Children, People of Intelligence, making people laugh.
Hates:Stupidity, Dishonesty, Ignorance, Outlaws, Biased beings (people who only think themselves important), Teasing, Unhappiness.
Apearance:
A thin wirery man with long legs is what seems to be at first glance but as you take a closer look you find that he has large muscles and a crop of long thick hair. This and many other factors seem to give him a Wolflike apearance which scares many individuals. His eyes seem to be brown but apon close inspection a green tint is found beneath the glint of ideas that always seem's to sparkle in his eye's. A man of moods in bad times his mouth is in an almost complete scowl althought he always seem's to be in a cheerful mood. On both hands and further up his arms are burn's caused by a multitude of things. What would have been handsome features on his face is marred by a cut going from his lip up to his sidburn. His face is often with a patch of hair on his chin but when stress becomes a issue he does little for appearance.
He is often almost always found to be wearing his green uniform from the military with Black boots and and a grey overcoat which has a roughly sewn on badge sporting the letters MCDU in striking black and grey. He has been found to be wearing a green Beret on cold days.
Background/History:
Greg was an extraodinary child with an ordinary life. He went to an ordinary school with other ordinary children. But he was not ordinary for he was extremly intelligent, always passing well. His wolflike features appeared at a very early age which got him teased almost to breaking point and earning him many enemy's and few friends. He eventually gained a scholarship for the University of New York. He went to study there but his wolflike appearance didn't do him any favours and he was eventually expelled for kicking a football player to within an inch of his life for teasing him. He was so tired of being called a weirdo and weakling that he decided to join the US military. While there he earned many friend's and quickly rose through the ranks. Eventually the nickname Gman513 appeared within his platoon (due to the fact that 513 was the ammount of enemy soldier's he had had to kill to become the comander of the platoon) and, liking its sound, decided to take it on. During a raid on a enemy base some special opp's soldiers went around the platoon in battle and tried to kill him. Using his special training he took all 5 of them down after being shot in the chest. He was soon discharged from the military after they found that that he would not be able to use his right arm to full affect. When he came home he found his family had moved and that he was not allowed to leave america. He was unable to contact any of them due to strange occurances happening in this strange little town, called Malton. He began to start moving there to find out why when his plane crashed in the middle of the desert. Due to rememberance of survival techniques he suvived with a broken arm, which he stillted with broken plane pieces and then he began his long journey told to him by a sign, his journey to Malton. He'd been moving for 2 days and had not eaten since the first before he finally reached it, at last he thought. But he was very wrong to be releived.
He entered Malton imediatly and began to look for a Hospital imediatly as his arm had gotten infected. He found a working car splatered in blood but the keys still in the ignition. Not noticing the blood he began to drive to a Hospital but somehow managed to get to one in Wray Height's. There he began to wonder what was wrong with this city as the Hopital was deserted and he only now noticed the blood apon his jacket from the car. He stiched himself up properly and took anti-biotics for the infection. He left and was suddenly attacked by a rotting corpse in a police officers uniform. Using his training he lifted it off its feet and planted it on the ground. He pinned it trying to figure out what to do next but was suddenly bitten by another. Instantly he felt his blood growing cold inside of him. He knew he had to do something and killed both of the Zombies, taking the officers weapons and ammo. He then thought he was alone, that he was going to become one of them without ever seeing another human again. His bones had begun to ache from the infection and he dropped to the ground, cold and almost dead.
He heard a dripping noise and found himself to be in a bed in a bathroom. He tried to get up but fell down and vomited. Just then a woman walked in and said "easy, those meds i gave you are going to make you very sick" and then he fell asleep again. He woke up again to find a tray of food next to him. A soda and a packet of chips but food none the less. He hungrilly gorged himself and then got dressed. He then picked up his things and wen't downstair's where he found the woman. Dead. She had left a note on the table saying "I have taken my own life as i could not bear to harm another. If you need help then look for the Department of emergency management." He left feeling guilty that there was nothing he could do for her. He quickly began taking out every single Zombie he could put a bullet through in the time he had. Otherwise he was scrounging for stuff and looking for this Department of Emergenct Managment. Then he arrived at a building which had "DEM recruting" spraypainted on the wall. He entered and quickly found himself signing up to Join the Malton Civil Defense Unit where he began his training. He soon met his brother out on the street's without an explanation for being there and quickly got him recruited. His brother joined the MFU.
The story continues
Other intersting things
Why, yes. Yes I do...
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