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"I love my job!" - Nick, on the prospect of facing a horde of zombies with a meat cleaver.
"Oh my god. You're enjoying this." - Someone else, in response to the above.
Name: Nick Eisenoff
Age: 28
Sexual orientation: Heterosexual

Allergies: Steak rub makes him hive up.
Scars/Tattoos: None, really.
Old Injuries: The only really relevant things are the ones that still effect how they move and function now.
Height/Weight: 5'9" and 170 pounds.
Health Conditions: In good physical condition. Hasn't found a psychiatrist to diagnose him yet, but he loves killing zombies [i]way[/i] more than a normal person.

Skills: Melee combat and improvising weapons. He can't shoot worth a damn and has minimal survival skills, but he can massacre zombies with almost anything.
Hobbies: Pursuing ever more hilarious and creative zombie kills. Also baseball and Legos.
Fears: Spiders, dentists and heights. Shows an unhealthy lack of fear about the actual apocalypse.
Strengths: Defense and crowd control. Also good at intimidating / beating the bejeezus out of unfriendly survivors.
Weaknesses: Terrible aim, reckless and impulsive behavior, a tendency to take big risks, and generally showing very little survival instinct.

Personality: Nick is friendly, boisterous, and violently off his rocker. He wouldn't hurt a fly in normal circumstances, but he absolutely loves showering violence on the living dead - or anyone who proves themselves to be threats to his friends. He loves people and is deeply loyal to his friends, as well as having a penchant for corny jokes and laughing a lot (some times about rather ghastly subjects). Call it madness or bravery, he isn't letting the end of the world get him down - he's having as much fun with it as possible.

Biography: Nick is a man who's lost a lot. He was born and raised in a city in a fairly normal middle class childhood - he studied business in college and managed to land himself a fairly comfortable middle class job. He lived with his pregnant girlfriend Karen in a pretty nice apartment and was happy for a while.

Then the end of the world began. His parents lived in the first place the infection hit the United States - he lost contact with them immediately after the military attempted a quarantine. His brother, a marine, was KIA when the same quarantine broke. Before long the living dead were crawling through the streets and breaking into his apartment, and he was forced to mercy kill Karen after she was bitten. After that he wandered off into the streets and eventually linked up with the survivors, a significantly more unhinged man.