Name: Shawn Taggart

Age: 27

Nationality: American.

Occupation (pre-outbreak): Assistant in the local hardware store.

[url=http://gyazo.com/0b9ccef77ddbc3ba9cf135e473719915]Apperance[/url] : White t-shirt, blood stained, brown cargo pants, walking boots, black jacket if cold, belt with holster, 6"1 tall.

Personality: After all this time in the apocalypse - he's not the most trusting. Shawn understands that the more people you have the better chance of survival you have. He's currently on his own though, the people he was with didn't make it. He's on his own [i]again[/i]. Prior to Hell on Earth, Shawn was caring, compassionate, trusting. Now though, he cares for not as much. He's still human though. His only fears, are death, other people - and Walkers.

History: Born and raised in Houma, LA, Shawn was born to Amy and George Taggart. It was there he grew up, attending school and getting his first job in a small resteraunt. After a few years and a few different jobs - Shawn got a job in the local hardware store. Assistant behind the desk and customer services. Sadly, when Shawn turned 24 his mother and father died in a fatal car crash. It broke his heart - but with the support from his then-girlfriend Nicole, he healed. He was 27 now, working in the same God forsaken store for over three years now. Getting a new workplace hadn't been the easiest thing around - every time he applied and interviewed for a new job - he was turned down.

The world fell. It was no longer about jobs, money or anything. It was about food, water - Nicole. At 4 months in she realised she was pregnant - and when she revealed it to the group -including Shawn- everyone was shocked, emotional. Common questions arose [i]Are you going to keep it? How will we survive with a baby on our hands?[/i] and so on. 12 months in now. Their numbers were lower and lower. The pain of loss never went away - room was just made for it. Until the place they were held up was overrun - - Shawn was the only one to make it out alive, because the dead were too busy eating his loved ones - his friends, his wife... [i]His unborn child.[/i]

Months have passed since, and Shawn is struggling to find hope - a reason to keep going on. At present date he is held up in a bar - low on food and water, plenty of alcohol to be fair though. He led that group - and they died. He doesn't make many decisions for any more. He can defend himself, others if need be. He's a survivor. He has no problem being there and helping people - but he doesn't lead. He puts his faith in others now-a-days.

Useful Skills: A good shot, not afraid to get in close with his hatchet. He can handle Walkers - it's always been other survivors that caused problem.

Inventory: 
-.44 Smith & Wesson Model 629, 6" barrel.
- 1 Hatchet.
- 1 pocket knife.
- 1 can of beans.
- 2 bottles of water, one half full.
- 1 backpack.
- A dozen rounds or so of .44 ammo.
- 1 Stale candy bar.
- 1 toothbrush. (No toothpaste though.)
- A picture of his ex wife.

Other: Shawn has been forced to make decisions - not easily made. The world has took its toll on him greatly. Easily said he's much different to the man he was before all this. He doesn't find it easy to trust people - but understands safety in numbers.

PS Sorry this might seem a bit quick. I've got some stuff that I'm doing currently - but really wanted to get this up" I'll make any changes if need be, thanks. :-)