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[b]General Appearance and Traits:[/b]
Hair color: Brown
Eye color: Hazel
Height: 5'11"
Weight: 165 plbs
Physique: Fit but a bit more on the lighter side

Clothing: John is know for just wearing simple clothing never being on for wearing expensive items. His normal clothing consists of a pair of lightly brown colored timberland boots, a pair of faded blue jeans, a black leather belt, a long sleeved tan shirt a long with a similar tan colored hunting vest, and a faded hunting cap and a jean jacket.

[b]Name :[/b] John Samuel Benson

[b]Age :[/b] 40

[b]Skill :[/b] 

[*]Hunting: Mostly small time game such as deer, elk, smaller animals such as birds ducks and so on. His love for hunting gives him moderate marksmanship with hunting style rifles and also smaller game pistols.[/*]

[*]Tracking: Having hunted most of his life he has a pretty steady ability when it comes to tracking in different environments if it be the woods or larger open area's. He is able to find and hunt animals by their tracks.[/*]

[*]Basic survival: Has basic survival skills having loving camping as a kid and hunting trips with his own father, he is able to live off the land if need be.[/*]

[b]Weapon :[/b] 

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[i]Browning Bar safari 308.[/i]

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[i]Smith and Wesson 22A pistol (camo design)[/i]

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[i]Bowie hunting knife[/i]

[b]Personality :[/b] John is what you might consider a small town country type person before all this started. He was a good man who smiled a lot, had a lot of friends, a loving family, he just had a generally good attitude his whole life and always a positive outlook on life. John is what you might have consider a simple and generous soul who would have given you the shirt off his own back if you needed it. John was the type of person who would take a whole day off on work just to spend time with people, especially his son whom like him loved to camp and hunt. A passionate and forthcoming man, again John was a simple country man raised on the basic principles of family comes first, and thats the end of the story. However now after the start of the apocalypse his out look on life has become rather bleak and just full of nightmares. John rarely smiles anymore unless it be to cheer his son up, the trusting man he used to be has been shredded by how the world has become. In a lot of ways John fights with himself on the inside, he wants to be the trusting man he was before, to be that gentle being he was before, but he knows that in this new world he has to be someone willing to do what it takes to keep himself and his son safe. So he is often conflicted between who he wants to be and who he has to be to survive. 

[b]Brief Bio :[/b] Before the start of the Apocalypse John was a simple man who worked in the general store in his small town, he had a small cabin style house just on the outside of town where he lived with his son Matthew. It was a simple life for the most part, it was quiet and it was a good life, they had just enough to get by and that was enough for them. More often then not on the weekends John and his son would go hunting out in the woods, and would camp, something they both loved to do. His wife having died several years earlier, Matthew had becomes John's whole life, and he made sure to spend as much time with him as possible, even to the point where he sacrificed a lot to make sure everyday was special. After the start of the apocalypse John found himself thrust into a world he had never before known, a world that was quickly engulfed by hatred, mistrust, and deceit. At first John tried to retain who he was, and tried to keep himself and his son within the small town they lived in, hoping that what was happening in the world would not make it to their small town. However as time went on the hell that had started quickly came to greet them, it started with armed looters and then continued on to the Walkers from bigger neighboring towns stumbling into town. An very much like everyone else John realized they could not stay and he took his son and went on the move trying to find safety wherever he could. This too was futile, a trial and error in a lot of ways, having meant many people along the road who wished to do them harm. As time slowly went on John began to stray away from groups of people, resorting to keeping himself and his son secluded from others. The only thing that matters anymore is keeping his son safe, no matter what that takes.