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Name: Hunter Monroe

Age: 26

Gender: Male.
 
Height/Weight: 5'10" and 162lbs

Skills:
-Hunting firearms. (Shotguns and hunting rifles)
-Electrical engineering.
-Average hand to hand skill.
-Basic Improvised survival skills.
-Poor excuse for a guitar player.

Personality: Hunter tries to be friendly to just about everyone he meets, he will look after the people he cares about and will defend those same people. He has a tendency to be a smart ass in many situations, including not knowing when to shut up at times. He does get defensive about many things and if he is suspicious of someone he will keep being suspicious until all his questions about said person are answered.

Background: 
Hunter was raised in a more or less poor family, they always had enough but it was still upsetting to see kids running around with brand new tech when he was lucky to get what his parents were not using anymore. What his family did have was guns, he learned how to clean them, shoot them, and how to use them in a whole collection of situations. Though even though they always had food it was not always by much, growing up he noticed the stress his family was going threw just to make ends meet. At the age of sixteen he finally got a part time job flippin' Burgers. He would get stuck in this job until he turned Twenty One.

When Hunter Finally moved out he traveled a lot, mostly renting out cheap motels and working anywhere he could. But he enjoyed it, he was seeing the country and actually earning it. After spending years traveling the country in his old car he was got stuck in a town with no available work because of quarantine issues in the next town over. He got stuck in that town for over a week spending what savings he had on a motel and food.

He eventually decided to go back, he hated going backwards on a trip, but there was no going forwards though that town. He made it only a few miles before he got into a car accident. By the time he came too, he saw one of the other occupants tearing one of the others apart, he was safe in his car but not for long. He crawled himself into the back seat of his car and forced open the seat into the trunk. He still had his dads shotgun he gave him when he left home, wasn't anything fancy but it was accurate and it got the point across.

He grabbed the gun and grabbed a box of shells, he only loaded a few shots in it. He figured there was no way he would need more then that. He got out of his wrecked car and took aim at the blood soaked man, He told him to stand with his hands up. All Hunter had to do in his mind was hold the guy at gun point until the police came right? The occupant stood up and turned around, face half torn. Hunter locked sights on the person in fear and told him again to not move. The man charged him and Hunter fired sending back into the other car. Hunter collapsed puking and dropping the gun. He just killed a man! or he thought, out of the corner of his eye the person stood himself up, as if that blast had just... pushed him over. Hunter grabbed the gun but with out time to aim the long shotgun all ti did was provide a small barrier between him and the man he "Killed". After a short tangle with the person he was able to force him off again, this time unloading the remaining bullets he had into him out of fear of him standing back up. 

He grabbed what he had left in his car, which wasn't a lot to begin with. But he knew things were bad, so he kept on walking. And did that until he found himself with a group of people he could eventually trust.                  

Family/Relationships: (Open for now)