User:Charles J Falto

Name: Charles James Falto

D.O.B: 30/6/1964

Height: 5' 11"

Weight: 185lbs

Eyes: Blue

Occupation: Police Officer, 1984-2005

"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 (laughs). Put it this way, the guy looks beat. Spend five minutes with him and he'll have you laughing, but there's something underneath all 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 sitting over a small fire sharing a bottle of wine with old friends. 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.