C'est toi qui as fait ça.
Je survivrai, nous ne vivons plus dans ce monde.
Jason pensait cela avec force, et en a fait une sorte de mantra. 'Je survivrai' c'était son seul et unique but, peu importe le coût.
"J'ai déjà tué, je peux faire ce qu'il faut maintenant. Puis encore... il regarde en arrière le cadavre 'Ça n'aurait pas dû être si facile. Je ne veux pas tuer des gens vivants... Ça n'aide pas.
Il passe au-dessus du corps et récupère sa hache du haut de l'escalier. En regardant les escaliers, il voit que la maison est toujours vide, ou les parties qu'il pouvait voir. Il descend la hache de l'escalier à l'aide de l'arme. Il entend le bruit du verre écrasé, probablement sous les pieds.
"Oh mon Dieu"
Il se tourne dans la cuisine et voit un titan d'un homme, comme un bodybuilder ou quelque chose, grimpant à travers la porte en verre cassé. Le titan était un zombie, il était clair, la plupart de son visage a été arraché de révéler l'os blanc.
"Oh mon Dieu"
Le zombie voit instantanément Jason, la créature s'approche pour lui et fait un pas en avant en laissant sortir un gémissement grogneur. Une peur a frappé Jason dans le coin le plus profond de son cerveau de lézard. Être face à face avec un zombie parle à quelque chose de primal, encodé dans le code génétique. Combattre ou voler, courir ou tuer. Jason a hissé la hache et l'a conduite vers le bas avec toute sa puissance dirigée directement sur la tête des zombies. Les regards de la lame de hache hors, l'angle était mauvais la balançoire n'a pas fait de vrais dommages. Le zombie fait un pas en avant et essaie de mettre la main sur Jason.
"Ô Dieu"
Il panique et recule, la lenteur du zombie est la seule chose qui lui sauve la vie. Il frappe encore une fois la hache et prend une autre balançoire, cette fois la hache relie et éclabousse un cerveau mort, dont certains frappe son visage.
Oh mon dieu... c'est dégoûtant.
il sort de la maison et décide qu'une certaine forme de couverture de visage sera très importante. Il part sur les routes visant le nord pour le centre communautaire. Répéter son mantra 'Je survivrai'
Name: Jason Smith
Age: 24
Weapon: Steel handled fire ax + 12 ga. Shotgun with 60 shells
Nationality: White American
Relationships: Protectorate- Sarah
Family: Father - killed during outbreak
Mother- Missing since outbreak (presumed dead)
Sister- Missing since outbreak (presumed dead)
Personality:
Jason's Personality is that of a serious computer nerd and is friendly but awkward in social situations. He genuinely likes people and and would try everything in his power to keep those around him safe from harm, but is extremely protective of those he cares for and would go to insane lengths to protect or avenge them.
he is however of a slightly disturbed personality. and has suffered from depression for most of his life, but has learned how to cope and hide it to the point that he seems normal, but it has darkened his view of the world and sometimes regards strangers with a cold calculation. which also gives him an advantage to survival, for he will survive. no. matter. what.
History:
Jason's childhood was a simple up bringing in Colorado with a mother, father and sister. It was a mostly uneventful youth. Jason's father introduced him to games and computers. He grew up immersed in games and computers. In high school he was introduced to science fiction which drove him to devour knowledge about random and disconnected subjects. These subjects ranged from Nano-bot technology to Fast neutron breeder reactors to a space elevator. This went on for many years until he attended a community collage to earn his EMT Basic Certification. The degree never seemed to pan out and he has forgotten much of the medical side of the training since then but remembers the trauma medicine quite well. He then went on to study forensic science during his studies of forensic science he began to accumulate some basic survival gear in the event of an emergency . He enjoyed speculating about a zompocalyse it was always a game, a funny theory and never actually thought it would happen.
during this time the family ran into some money trouble and moved to (Wherever this RP is taking place) while his sister stayed in Colorado to attend school and while his mother traveled a great deal and was in Canada at the time of the outbreak.
Other: Jason is taller ~6'2
240lbs, heavy set but healthy
brown hair
dark brown/red beard if it grows out
Religiously Atheist (not agressively so, would generally hold his tongue when God is the topic)
Jason has several Tattoos, on on his left shoulder blade that looks like This
another tattoo on his right shoulder blade that looks like this
and a one on the op of his right shoulder that looks like this
he has several hobbies that are all focused around gaming computers and electronics which will likely be mostly useless in this world. He is also a modest outdoors man enjoying hiking and camping.
Note: i am actually basing this character on myself (mostly) i thought it would be fun