Appearance: Name: Heloise Stevens Age:23 Gender: female Occupation Prior to apocalypse Nurse Family: Her parents were on a holiday, and she has no idea if they are alive or dead. Her brother was home, and again, she has no idea if he is alive or dead. Education University/college level. Skills: Excellent with a Bow, she has been participating in archery since she was a kid, First Aid skills, some hunting and tracking skills due to archery training. Fears: being alone. Disadvantages: She doesn't know how to cook. She doesn't like to kill, and she can be a bit sarcastic and sadistic. Carrying weight: currently 40 ibs Outfit:Hunting pants/cargo pants[including backpack], Jacket, short sleeved Shirt, backpack Main weapon:this gun (1.6325 Ibs) Secondary weapon:Combat knife (0.61875 Ibs), throwing knife set (0.9 Ibs) (Total Ibs=1.51875) Ranged weapon: Bow and arrows 7.5 ibs Equipment Medical supplies: First aid kit bag, holding: 10 roller bandages, 10 varying sizes (Small, medium, Large) bandaids/dressings, box of alcohol swabs (roughly 30), guaze/cotton swabs, box of Panadiene Forte (20 tablets), and a bottle of Amoxicillin (Antibiotic, 12 tablets), IV access port, 1L bag of normal saline, CPR mask, needle and a roll of thread, 4 pairs of gloves (Total approximate weight is 8ibs) Food/water: 1L bottle of water (approx. 2.650 ibs), 2 tins of chicken soup (approx. 1.3000 ibs), box of crackers (approx. 0.2000 ibs), 7 protein/power bars (approx. 0.750 ibs) (total Ibs=4.9) Misc Supplies: Sleeping bag (1ib), gloves (0.250ibs) (total ibs=1.250) current total ibs=24.79875 out of 40 ibs.

Appearance: Standing at 5'8'', Sylvia is taller than some, but certainly isn't the most imposing figure to approach. Her figure is one of a toned athlete subjected to years of the complacency that comes with a regular job, the wear and tear that come with age, as well as the pounds of fat gained over still exercised muscle give her a slightly 'plump' appearance, especially around the midsection. Aside from the odd crack of bone or groan upon movement her body is generally free of the wrinkles that begin to appear around her age. Although, with rising of the dead, she has begun to spout a few gray hairs. Sylvia has several tattoos on her back, legs and upper arms from her youth, she tends to keep these covered up with the black slacks and dark blouses stereotypical to teachers. Name: Sylvia Velázquez Age: 41 Gender: Female Occupation prior to apocalypse: High school history teacher, co-tennis coach, and drama club sponsor Family: Unaware and/or deceased; Education:

• Bachelor of Education (Secondary) in Curriculum and Instruction, Teacher Education
• Teacher Education for Specific Subject Areas; Drama, History, and Social Science
• Licensed instructor in academics and physical education
• Trained and certified in CPR and basic first aid

Skills:

• Excellent at negotiating between two (or more) hostile parties
• Improvisational abilities
• Skilled in calming young children
• Above-average long distance runner
• Trained in stress management, basic first aid and CPR

Fears:

• Becoming a walker and hurting those she cares about.
• Becoming more useless with age.
• What is unknown about the walker sickness.
• The death of children.
• That her companions may have malicious intent.
• Despite her age, Slyvia is still unnerved when she finds herself alone in the dark.

Disadvantages:

• Sylvia's knowledge of guns is next to nothing, although this may be a front she puts on due to a simple disliking of guns, she may know more than she lets on, having been a member of the Black Panthers.
• Her tendency to trust strangers may put her in dangerous situations.
• Does not kill children or walker children.

Morals/religion:

• While not particularly religious, Sylvia does believe in respect for the dead, this includes at least trying to remember the deceased fondly, and conducting proper burials over burnings whenever possible.
• Sees herself as morally responsible for seeking out the good nature in people and trying to help them.
• As a rule, she does not follow the 'shoot first, ask questions later' philosophy, preferring diplomacy whenever possible.
• Does not kill children or walker children.

Main weapon: Aluminum softball bat, the bat is hollow and becoming dented from use, and has a weighted end. Secondary weapon: N/A Equipment: Large school book bag- Food/water: 1/2 bottle of wine (0.75 lbs), 1 bottle of absinthe (1.5 lbs), 1 bottle of absinthe (repurposed and filled with water)(1.5 lbs), half eaten box of crackers (0.3 lbs) Misc Supplies: 2 changes of clothes (3 lbs), assorted books/diaries (4 lbs), pen and pad (0.4 lbs), duct tape (0.25 lbs), other personal items (0.6 lbs), 1/2 pack of cigarettes and lighter (-- lbs) Personality: Despite her conservative catholic upbringing, or perhaps in spite of it, Sylvia is an extremely open and liberal individual, having herself never fully grown out of her involvement in the hippie and counter-culture movements of her early youth, she tempers wisdom granted to her through years of experience as a teacher with an almost childlike optimism and idealism. She doesn't have the nurturing qualities of a mother, not in full at least, but she exemplifies the qualities of an ideal teacher; she is an approachable, relatable, and friendly figure who strives to protect those around her, as well as teach and learn. Her sense of humor is one based on sarcasm, and as a naturally calming person, she often employs it to relieve tension. Despite the breaking of society, Sylvia still believes people are intrinsically well-meaning. Bio: Originally conceived in Nicaragua, Sylvia's parents were part of a large group of upper class citizens who fled the country to escape the violence of the the Nicaraguan Revolution of the 1960s and 1970s, and came to the US, allowing their daughter to be born into American citizenship. Sylvia only learned of her parent's native country through stories they would occasionally tell to her, and as she grew this would serve as a barrier between her and her parents. Her parents spent her childhood working, maintaining their high position in society, leaving a young Sylvia to be raised by the private education system of California, and friends. In her early teens the extra educational opportunities her parents had bought her had thrown her several years ahead of most other students her age allowing her to graduate nearly 3 years before the typical college age, during this time her life took a major turning point as she met two of the greatest loves of her life; Tahliah Morris, Sylvia's first true love, introduced her to revolutionary ideologies and hippie philosophies. Sylvia became more and more immersed in Californian youth culture during her hiatus from school, and by the time she did start school, she had already joined up with the Black Panthers and practically lived at a commune. Her parents disapproved of this lifestyle and ultimately gave her a choice, between her beliefs and school. It's a decision Sylvia regrets, and she kept the beliefs, but she chose to have her parents continue paying for her schooling, at the cost of the meaningful relationships in her life, including that with the first person who she felt truly loved her. Teaching wasn't her first passion, but it was one she could pursue with the options her parents had given her. After Sylvia graduated she moved as far away from her parents as she could afford-- this happened to have been Georgia, Atlanta's east side, specifically-- and there she has remained, moving up from the charter schools to Grady High School, in the 15ish years since. While she has been able to rebuild relationships from her past, as well as forming new ones, she was never able to quite get back into the world she was forced to leave behind. Addition info:

• The loss of her girlfirend, despite having happened months ago by this point, is still a sore subject for her
• Sylvia exhibits borderline alcoholic tendencies
• Sylvia is no stranger to drug use, and may seek out self medication if things get too stressful
• Despite being raised in a home with parents native to Nicaragua, Sylvia can't speak Spanish. Her parent's reasoning for not teaching her being that she shouldn't have to speak it in a more 'civilized' country, like America.

Appearance: At first glance J.J. Grimm looks like a western scoundrel, a lowlife drifter from the slums. His clothes are aged and dusty and worn from his travels. Underneath his unkempt appearance lies a healthy man, underneath the chiseled face, and penetrating coffee-color-eyes, one can see a thinking man looking back. J.J. rarely combs or cuts his beard, other than the occasional bath when opportunity presents itself, he is not a man who cares about his appearance. He stands tall at six-foot-one, and his solid, compact physical frame can be attributed to the hard work and the harsh environment abroad. His body is a canvas of tattoos and scars of his life’s journey. His tattoos are symbols of the hearts he’s broken, and the scars are records of his troubled life. Most notably is the most recent scar on his left temple, a reminder of an encounter with a drifter that nearly claimed his life. Name: Jonathan James Grimm (J.J.) Age: 29 Gender: Male Occupation prior to apocalypse: United Planet - Environmentalist (South Africa) Family: Partner left behind abroad. Parents live in Georgia, their survival status is unclear. Education: College/Environmentalist Skills: He knows how to use a gun, more importantly he knows how to kill. He’s a fairly good fighter though not the most fair. When it comes to defending his own life anything goes, including an unsuspecting knife to the back, or even a welling of tears if he needs to. His background as an environmentalist has taught him how to care for the environment, agriculture, preserving natural life, building infrastructures, and obtained some knowledge of medicinal flora. Additionally, he has basic emergency rescue skills that he gained at the Red Cross training courses. Fears: He can’t help but think that his family and loved ones are dead, and this fear eats at his soul daily. He is struggling with the realization that the world will never be the same ever again - there is no normal anymore. He fears losing his humanity. He fears losing his mind. Disadvantages: He has no loyalty but to himself, and this makes it difficult for anyone to trust him. Morals/religion: J.J isn’t a religious individual but he is spiritual, he doesn’t pray he meditates. He believes in nature, and strangers may think he cares more for the flora and fauna than he does for human life. But that isn’t true. Main weapon: He mainly uses a machete to eliminate munchers, and is often with one in hand. So, I’m going to say that this is his main weapon. Secondary weapon: He carries a standard police gun that he took off a corpse (he also took the badge so he may say he was a cop), and only has one round of bullets. Equipment: J.J. doesn’t have much to claim except his secrets, the little possessions, trinkets and gadgets, and momentums he deems valuable. A dump pouch for his travels, a pocket telescope, an LED flashlight, some cable rope, a pocket blade, and a watch - which he cleverly ensconced inside his gear. But his obvious possession is the necklace of beads around his neck. He is often seen touching them if only to remind himself that he still has it. Personality: J.J. has been many different versions of himself through his journey. He’s been a soldier, a brother, a lover, a killer, a thief, and along the way the one true factor that he can count on is his resolve - he has adopted a survivors mentality, living day to day like is his last. Accepting the madness of his choices without remorse - though rarely relies on impulse, preferring to think carefully before he acts, his actions always are to his benefit. He is nothing but a man trying to survive the times he lives in. There is a saying that you cannot teach a dog new tricks, while that may be true, even the wildest dog won’t bite the hand that feeds them. Strangely enough this is how J.J. works. To win his loyalty all one need is to protect him even from himself, but if you betray him he will strike you like a cornered snake, quick and deadly. Bio: He is the only child of Marge and Thomas Grimm from Georgia. He didn’t have the best relationship with his parents growing up, he was a wild child often getting himself in mischief. He was arrested at the age of 15 for possession of illegal substance. He served two years at Georgia’s juvenile facility, incarcerated at the request of his parents into a rehabilitation program for delinquent youth. He served his time and surprisingly changed his ways after the eyeopening experienced. He graduated with standard credits and attended the Georgia State University in Atlanta, even though he was from Athens. It was there that he developed a passion for the environment, mostly credited to Professor Chadwick, a woman he would later on have an affair with. It was Chadwick who introduced him to United Planet. He joined United Planet, a non-for-profit organization that offers volunteer work abroad as part of his studies as an environmentalist. She told him it would be a good experience for him, but her goal was to end the affair, something he failed to realize at the time. He was sent to Costa Rica. There he met Jock, a french student also an environmentalist, and the two developed an easy friendship that went a step beyond good friends. The two were inseparable and for a time J.J. was happy. But Jock got transferred and that was the end of that. J.J. Saw the world as a volunteer environmentalist with United Planet. Coming home only for a week or two and feeling like a stranger in his own hometown. He often complained about the damaging pollution of the environment, the excessive waste of food, and materialistic dependency most Americans live with. He’d get angry at how ignorant most people are to what is really going on around the world. And so he would leave again to do what he loved believing he was making a difference in the world. Then it happened. People were coming back from the dead and nobody knew what was happening until it was too late. At first he thought it was some sort of outbreak that had plagued the remote village in South Africa where he was stationed. His supervisors quickly got everyone out and sent them back home. He knew nothing of what was happening in the USA, but upon arrival he was forced into quarantine by the military. Then someone die in the facility and all hell broke lose. People wanted out, and at some point a riot exploded and somehow he made it out. He has been trying to get back to his hometown since. Addition info: He is bisexual. Additionally, he has 72hr of rations in his pouch, a water filter, first aid survival kit, dry sack with rain jacket, and rolled up sleeping bag.

Appearance: Name: Max Wilson Age: 34 Gender: Male Occupation prior to apocalypse: Mixed Martial Arts instructor Family: His parents have died in a car crash a long time ago. He has a brother, Mike, but he lives all the way in New York City and he has no idea whether he is alive or dead. His wife Janet died 5 years ago after a thief who tried to rob her stabbed her in the gut with a knife because she fought back. Education: College level. Licensed MMA instructor. Skills: - Highly skilled MMA fighter; - Fairly good with guns. Knows the basics; - Knows a thing or two about cars, he's can't compare to a skilled mechanic but he's good. - Aside from english he also speaks very good spanish and even some japanese. Fears: Max has been afraid of spiders since childhood and never really got rid of it. He is also afraid of heights. Disadvantages: - His lone wolf attitude and the fact that he trusts no one, may be problematic both for him and the group he's with. Morals/religion: Due to all the bad things that happened in his life, Max lost his faith in God a long time ago. He used to be religious when he was younger but after important people in his life started dying and after certain prayers of his were never answered, Max decided to give up on God and trust only in himself. He is not afraid of death but wants to survive for as long as he can and for that to happen he is willing to do whatever is necesary, without hesitation. He has no problem killing walkers or anyone that might try to harm him or those he's fond of. Main weapon: His body is his main weapon, he does however uses a Gerber Gator kukri knife to eliminate walkers. Secondary weapon: A Glock 22 chambered in .40 S&W that Max took from a dead cop when all hell broke loose. He dosen't use it much, only if the situation is desperate and his kukri is not enough. However Max is not very fond of it and seeks to replace it with the first chance he gets. Equipment: - Hiking backpack(3 lbs); - Sleeping bag(2 lbs); - 1 change of clothes(1.5 lbs); - A 1.5L bottle of water(that's about 3.30 lbs); - 4 Snickers chocolate bars(about 0,40 lbs) - 1 bag of beef jerky(2 lbs); - 1 bag of non salted peanuts(3 lbs); - 1-50 round box of .40 S&W ammunition(1.15 lbs); - A SOG folding knife for utility purposes(0.7 lbs); - A flashlight powered by 2 D cell batteries(1.43 lbs). Personality: Max is not the most talkative and sociable person. He likes to keep to himself most of the time and rarely opens up to people. He has a high level of distrust when it comes to strangers and always keeps a sharp eye on those that surround him, specifically the group he's in right now. However he wasn't always like this. Before Janet's death Max used to be the exact oposite of what he is right now. Her death very made him bitter and lonely. Mostly because he chose to be that way. Bio: Born in Miami from an english mother and an american father, Max had violent tendencies since childhood. He was often found beating or chasing dogs or cats and even picking on other kids. But despite all that he was far from beying considered a bully. He was just a trouble-maker. To solve this problem his father thought it was a good idea to send him to learn how to fight. He believed that way Max could easily dispose of all that negative energy he had in him. And it worked...partially. Ater a couple of years spent as an amateur fighter, Max signed a contract with the UFC and debuted at the age of 22. He became imidieatly recognized for his agressive fighting style and his passion in the ring. Some experts said that if he keeps it up and nothing bad happends, then his career will be very fruitful. His parents didn't get the chance to see him become a great fighter as they died in a car crash. Not long after that, his older brother moved to New York and the two rarely kept in contact. Then he met Janet, one year younger then him, natural red hair, brown eyes. Max fell in love like a fool. Janet helped Max become a better person, more sociable, less agressive. She was a very positive influence for him. After 1 year of relationship they got married. Things finally seemed to go in the right direction in Max's life, he even became UFC Middleweight champion. However that didn't last for long. Five years ago, Janet died after a thief who tried to rob her stabbed her in the gut because she fought back. Max's world started to fall apart piece by piece. First Janet died, next he lost the Middleweight championship to his nr.1 contender. A couple of mo ths later he also lost the rematch for the title and he was hospitalised for a few days because of the injuries suffered. After he got out of the hospital, Max gave up on his UFC career, moved to Atlanta, got his license as an MMA instructor and tried to rebuild his life. But even so...he was nothing but a shadow of his former self. Then all hell broke loose. People started rising from the dead, and live one's were transforming into undead, like in movies and video games, only this time it was all real. Max managed to survive and get his ass out of Atlanta. He's been trying to survive ever since. Addition info: - Max likes tattoos and has quite a few of them on his body; - His entrance song back in his days as a UFC fighter was Fuel from Metallica;

Appearance: Name: Ahyoka Chotkey Age: 31 Gender: female Occupation prior to apocalypse: store manager Family: Father - last seen when she left home. Believed to be dead Mother - last seen when she left home. Believed to be dead Brother - In Florida. Status unknown. Education: high school Skills: growing up on a reserve greatly benefited Ahyoka in terms of skills. She is highly skilled in using a traditional bow and arrow, tracking and hunting. She can also make daggers and spears, given the right materials. She is good at being light on her feet and slipping in and out of small areas with little noise. She is good at calming those who are angry/panicked and she is able to make allies with almost anyone. Fears: Even though she left her parents on bad terms, she is scared that they have become mindless monsters like the ones that plague the earth these days. She is also fearful that her brother may also be dead. She is scared of turning into one of those walkers and that this horror will never end. She is also fearful that others will take it upon themselves to take advantage of those who are vulnerable and soon the world will be a cold place full of those with no heart and no appreciation for the earth. Disadvantages: She has a tenancy to trust others too soon or too much. She tries to see the good in people even if there may be no good to see. Her knowledge of firearms is vague (her reserve liked to hunt the traditional way and the only time she ever used a gun was when her and a friend went to a shooting range). She is often silent and does not take sides in arguments. Morals/religion: Being raised on the reserve, Ahyoka grew up with the mentality that mother nature and all things on this earth are spiritual and should be respected. When she left the reserve for the city, her ideals changed slightly but she still has a strong respect for nature. She holds an especial love for the sun. Other than that, she has no religious beliefs. She is however hesitant to kill a non-walker even if they pose a threat. Main weapon: bow and arrows Secondary weapon: fire axe from her store Equipment: Large backpack containing: One can of canned beef, three cans of tomato soup, box of crackers, large canteen full of water, two bottles of pain killers, roll of gauze, blanket, needle and thread, personal items, change of clothes Personality: Ahyoka can be summed up as a very passive and gentle person - for the most part. She does not like to kill, unless she absolutely has to. She is calm and collected 99% of the time and is often quiet in large group discussions or when being provoked. She is usually content to just watch others rather than speak. However, she is not unfriendly in this way. She is kind and tries to befriend each person she comes across. The way she sees it, we are all fighting this together. This mindset has yet to backfire on her but might in the future. She strongly dislikes when others fight and will refuse to take sides. If someone tries to argue with her, she will just remain silent and look at them until they’ve given up. Despite her quiet and calm demeanour, she has great determination. She loves nature and being outside. She is happy to work in a group setting but finds that she can be just as effective on her own. However, she knows she would grow lonely on her own so tends to stick with a group. Bio: Ahyoka was born on a Cherokee reserve in Georgia to a home of two happy parents and an overachieving older brother. Life on the reserve was good - but quickly grew old and boring. Ahyoka aspired to live in the city and experience a different life. When she was 14, her older brother left the reserve for a life in Florida which devastated their parents. However, Ahyoka felt left behind. She knew it would destroy her parents if she left too but knew that she would be miserable living the rest of her life on the reserve. At age 20, she left the reserve for Atlanta. Her parents told her that if she were to leave, she would not be welcome back. Despite the fact that she still loved her parents, Ahyoka left regardless. Once in the city, Ahyoka quickly learned that living on her own was hard - even harder without any post secondary education. She did not have the money to go to college either. She tried to go for acting jobs, something she had always wanted to do, but it was not a steady income. To make money in between acting jobs, Ahyoka got another job at a clothing store. Her hard efforts and determination promoted her all the way up to assistant manager within a matter of five years. Needless to say, she dropped acting and was focussed solely now on her job and her social life. Living in the city brought a whole new social aspect to Ahyoka’s life. She gained numerous friends and, at the age of 23, had her first boyfriend. A man named Hotah who was also of native decent but was raised in the city. Ahyoka and Hotah dated for three years before getting engaged. Ahyoka married at the age of 26, her brother at her side but her parents nowhere in site. The next few years were pure bliss. The married life was treating Ahyoka well, she got promoted to manager, and was planning to have a baby with her husband. It all sounded too good to be true. That must have been because it was. Two years after marrying, Hotah was in a nearly fatal accident which caused him to lose most of his memory. He did not remember Ahyoka any more than he remembered his own mother. This was painful for Ahyoka but she loved him too much to give up on him. For the next eight months, she tried her hardest to restore things back to the way they were, perhaps get Hotah to remember. However, nothing seemed to work and one day, he confronted her saying; “It isn’t fair to you that you stay married to me when I can’t even remember our wedding. I’m sure I loved you in the past. I just don’t remember it. I think we should get a divorce.” Having to let go of her marriage did something to Ahyoka - but not in the way you’d expect. Instead of locking herself in her apartment and not being able to function, she couldn’t seem to stop working. She constantly had to be doing something to take her mind off of it. She was at work around the clock and when she wasn’t, she was either volunteering or taking part in clubs or attending parties. She picked up archery again and even tried her hand at crafts like knitting and pottery. Things stayed this way for two years. Although she had more or less gotten over her failed marriage by this point, she still committed herself to her work and had not yet gotten into another relationship. She was at work, in her office, when it all happened. She had heard about some disease outbreak in the country but, being the workaholic she was, refused to stay home like many others did. While eating her lunch in the staff room, there was a loud thump against the door to the staff room that sounded continuously. Figuring it was a co worker trying to get in, she approached the door and opened it, only to have a walker reach for her and stumble after her as well as a few others that came in the open door. Horrified, Ahyoka realized what was going on. The walkers fit the description of those who were infected by the disease she had heard about. Taking the fire axe from the break room, Ahyoka had to break out the window in order to escape the walkers and sprinted to her car, speeding straight home. Since then, circumstances have forced her to leave the apartment building and get out of the city. That was how she met the group.

Name: Segnen Licht Age: 32 Gender: Female Occupation prior to apocalypse: Housewife, currently a recovered junkie of 7 years, Med student in her 20's Family

• Mother - Previously Deceased before incident
• Father - Previously Deceased before incident
• Girlfriend - Presumed dead
• Children - Current state unknown
• Ex Husband - Current state unknown

Education

• K-12
• College education
• Previous pursuing a career in Phlebotomy

Skills

• Advanced in medical field
• Basic survival skills
• High tolerance to pain
• Misleading in appearance
• Motherly type

Fears

• Her children and Rebecca are either walkers or are dead
• Abandonment
• Killing something that can still feel pain
• Aquaphobia, though this is only shown when it comes to large amounts of water; pools, lakes, rivers, etc etc. She will clam up and refuse to move, almost like a statue, refusing to budge unless someone moves her themselves.

Disadvantages

• Tends to want to save everyone, regardless of the situation
• Cannot kill a walker she may have known as a living being
• Panic attacks in tight situation, almost hysteria
• Moments of Bipolar Blackouts when forced into uncomfortable situations
• Easy target for manipulation
• Tends to lean on others for moral support

Morals/religion: Born and raised as a Catholic, Segnen had a fairly religious background up until the age of 24 when she met Anderson. He helped her explore different types of religions, showing her the different forms God had been represented as and how each religion had their own beliefs. This became all too overwhelming, and with so many new paths and ideas being presented to her, she picked a completely different religion; Atheism. It allowed her to view and respect the different religions but never abide by them. Her morals are the same as any; She cannot kill something that is still living in conscious, can't kill people she might have had a relationship with prior to becoming a Walker. Main weapon: Sledgehammer Secondary weapon: Large cutting knife Equipment

• A windup radio and light
• Two boxes of Goldfish Crackers
• A canteen of water, three quarters full
• Two pairs of clothing
• Duct Tape
• Hydrogen Peroxide bottle, half full
• Small wallet containing personal photos

Personality: She is more then willing to go the extra mile to ensure the safety of others, sometimes going out of her way to make sure everyone still has a piece of their mind. Segnen is often the charitable, motherly type of the group, overlooking small wrong doings and believing its possible to grow from the past. However this does not mean its easily forgotten. While she is wise to her mistakes, she is found constantly repeating her past. Always open to different ideas and meeting others, Segnen never believes gossip, regardless of the hard facts, and would rather see and judge from her own experiences. Bio: Segnen was first born in a small, portside city in Germany but was moved and was raised in a dusty little mid-state town with her parents and older sister at the age of 5. Her parents hoped to have their daughters peruse and live a better life there, but this proved to be nothing more then a hopeless dream, realizing the error of leaving their comfortable home in exchange for a realistic and rough reality. When Segnens father and sister passed away some odd years later in a car accident, her mother was constantly working to allow her now only daughter to live the dream she and her husband wanted. After three years of Med-school Segnen realized she didn't want to die living nothing more then a normal life and went searching for adventure, finding it with a young man named Anderson. At first it was a Cinderella story; fast cars, beautiful clothing, exotic adventures and wild parties. Soon however, the light began shinning in corners she never desired to see and found herself taking any drug she could get her hands on, all thanks to the same man she fell for. Come to find out those romantic evenings under the stars of different lands weren't the first for Anderson, since ever women he had been with was just a drug mule to him. When Segnen found out she threatened to leave him, which triggered the manipulative and abusive side of him she never imagined. Years went by, and every time they fought she insisted she would leave, but just kept finding herself crawling back, even resulting in a pregnancy with two children. Thin promises and thick lies forced her into a life changing choice; Stay and raise their children under the hands of an abusive lover and father, or run away and raise them back in her hometown. She chose the latter of the two, and Aater finding herself at the doorsteps of a rehab center one faithful night, Segnen managed to turn her life around. Even finding a new lover named Rebecca thanks to this, Segnens life was perfect. Being a stay at home wife, having a girlfriend and two children was fun, but the lack of adventure left her craving something more once again. The strike of the undead came as both a blessing and a curse to her, leaving her alone in the world once more, but giving her a final chance at the life she saw as idle. Addition info

• She has a tattoo of the word 'Verzeihen' on her wrist, and another on her other that says 'Verlernen'. This is German for 'Forgive' and 'Forget'
• She has never fired a gun before
• Segnen enjoys Fleetwood Mac, Queen and ELO.

(I kinda changed the order of the CS around just a teeeeny bit. I dont mean to be difficult, sorry! :x) A lean young man ambles along on long legs and cuts a crooked silhouette across a dilapidated rooftop. He wears a tattered navy jacket over a stained gray wife-beater and rough dark jeans. A white hat shields his face from the sun. With a surprisingly graceful leap he continues in a run to whatever his destination. A black pack thumps against his back; a long tress of hair flies out behind him as he crumples in a roll after a decent descent. He pops up without hesitation, and the dead just watch him go with vacant eyes, almost knowing that they could not catch him. Name: Alexander Renold Age: 23 Gender: Male Previous Occupation: Run Away / Drug Dealer / General Delinquent Family:

• Mona Brown - A close friend since childhood, deceased in the initial outbreak
• Thomas Retcher - Another close friend from Xander's youth, she disappeared from the group a few months ago.
• Miranda Renold - Mother
• Jack Renold - Father
• Richard Renold - Xander's little brother, who in reality was a victim but Xander never felt especially close to him.

Education: Xander dropped out of high school early and never returned. However, he's been taught things outside of formal instruction and he is far from stupid. He has great common sense after holding down so many diverse jobs. Skills:

• Unobtrusive: Xander doesn't draw much attention to himself, from walkers or other people. He's usually left in the background, where he feels the most comfortable.
• Stamina: He can keep on his feet for hours, and can catch his breath quickly.
• Fit: As someone who does a lot of running, Xander is pretty fit. He isn't exceptionally strong but has more core strength than he lets on.
• Climb: Scrounging in urban areas has put him in tight situations. He can find vertical escape routes.
• Quick Mind: Xander is smart and can learn things quickly and easily. He can commit things to memory much faster than others.
• Liar: He can keep a straight face and spin a story, some more successful than others. He doesn't typically feel bad about it if he feels he's helping that particular person by doing so.

Disadvantages:

• Wan: He has a penchant for getting sick. Xander has a weak immune system.
• Inebriated: Xander likes pot. He looks for it in urban and suburban areas. At times he's found high when he shouldn't be, and it definitely isn't a good habit for a straggler who stays on the move.

Main weapon: A serrated-back machete If he isn't holding his machete, it's strapped to his belt on his left side. Secondary weapon:

• A small .22 rifle with a collapsible stock. He keeps the rifle strapped to his back under his jacket. He doesn't like to make it obvious he has a gun, and doesn't like to use it because it attracts the dead. He can use it and will, it's just usually not the most practical thing.
• A hand axe. He keeps the axe on his belt on the right.

Equipment: Xander has a black hunting backpack including:

• A crowbar. Heavy, but it has gotten Xander more than a few bobbles and snacks. It can be used as a weapon in a desperate situation.
• 1 liter canteen, three quarters of the way full
• 2 cans of fruit, dry soup mix
• A change of clothes
• A flashlight
• 13 .22 rounds, kept in a secure box
• Binoculars
• A toilet paper roll
• 3 moderately full lighters, which he collects
• Approximately 10.9 grams of marijuana, collected from various scavenging jaunts
• A metal pipe with a lid, for aforementioned drugs

Personality: Xander is a pretty mellow individual, in that he doesn't like conflict and would prefer that people just shut up and not be assholes in the apocalypse. He finds that he lacks patience for human behavior issues now, and usually ends up seeing anyone who uselessly causes strife are ignorant, although he neither has nor shows any hostility for it, just mild annoyance. Despite that, he is cooperative and not afraid to respectfully share his opinion. He is not stupid but he does lack an education in any specific field. He's isn't necessarily curt, but he is not a specifically cheerful individual. When he's high, he tends to laugh and engage a bit more. Morals/religion: As someone who was homeless a few different times in a few bad places, Xander is far from saintly. He's never killed anyone living, although its doubtful he'd feel much remorse over it. He does feel that humanity's best chance is to work together, however, and does believe in good will and treating others with respect, kindness, and dignity. Fears: His most honest fear is getting eaten alive, after having watched it close hand. He fears being alone for extended periods of time. Bio: Alexander Renold was born a girl of 17, Miranda Rush, in the backwoods of Florida. She was young, stupid, going nowhere, and now dependent on a 19 year old, Jack Renold, who had dropped out of high school. As an infant, Xander was often left in his crib for hours while his father worked all day and his mother either drank or gulped pills by the handful. Coming home to a screaming baby and an incoherent wife in the backyard every night drove his father mad, and he eventually devolved to slapping her around and drinking himself. Miranda hated the child and viewed him as a burden, and often relied on her mother to take care of him when she got "too exhausted" and need to "relax," which was code for going on a binge with her friends and coming home almost comatose. However, her mother soon died and Miranda had no one to care for the child, and they didn't have enough money to pay for a sitter, so she was stuck at home with 3 year old Xander. Neglect and abuse was a theme in their household. Xander was blamed for everything. His mother often screamed at him that he was the cause of their money problems, despite the fact that she spent most of their food budget on alcohol. She blamed him for being married to an abusive man, and told the boy whenever his father hit her that it was the child's fault she was stuck with him. He spent a lot of time outside to get away from her, and luckily she didn't care enough about him to keep him inside. His father basically ignored him, or told him that his mother was just going through a rough time. He was doing chores and feeding himself by the age of six, while his mother blankly stared at a TV for most of the day. Whenever he asked for things, like food or clothes or school supplies, he was berated for being a burden. Around that time Alexander, his mother gave birth to his younger brother, Richard. Miranda LOVED her new baby boy - enough so that she called him a blessing from good. It did not take long for Xander to realize how much more his mother cared for his brother than for him. He confronted her about it at age ten, and that was when his life at home really went to hell. His mother screamed in his face for being ungrateful and unloving, and Xander has never really forgiven her for exploding to him merely pointing out his obvious abuse. Constant yelling and many, many physical altercations erupted between the two, and more than once Xander's father would beat the boy at her request. The young teen grew to resent his mother, and worked tirelessly to get a job, license, and car just to be free. Disorder at home kept the boy from focusing on school work which eventually led to him dropping out at 15. He passed the tests with flying colors, but never finished important projects, homework, or essay because he could get no work done with his mother raging at him over his every action. His parents didn't react except to say that now that he wasn't going to school he had to pay rent. However, by then he had saved enough to accept a life sleeping in his car. He left that same day, to the shock of his parents. The threatened him should he ever go back, not that he ever did. His disowned them from his family in his mind at that point. A lack of interaction with his parents meant Xander sought support and approval through his social life. He had always had friends, but didn't fall into the best crowd. He never broke the law in a major way; never stole, never drove under the influence, he just smoked a lot of pot. He and his friends had little ambition, several of them didn't finish high school, but they all had the idea to save money and just travel across the states. He couched hopped for a while after he left home, at the same time their little group did everything from mowing lawns, selling pot, and working at a few different fast food joints to raise money for their ultimate road trip. A few years of debauchery and inebriation later, Xander and a group of four other people where in a van headed up the east coast. The group made it to Georgie before the outbreak. They were headed to Atlanta, but one night Xander left the car to piss and was jumped by a group of walkers. They kept moving, eventually running out of gas and started to just hike. He got separated from the group in a bigger city and came across this group. Addition info: Not much