[center][h1][color=gold][b]Jonas "Yer Saved Bruh" Soberano[/b][/color][/h1]
[img]http://i.imgur.com/XzU3bXd.jpg[/img]
[b][u]Interacting with[/u][/b] Survivors, specifically Victoria [@Garden Gnome] and Caesar Gonzalez [@Sigil]
[b][u]Special Mention:[/u][/b] [@Lady Amalthea][/center]
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Tired, worn and beaten, Jonas had almost given up. Looking back at the horde behind him and the presence of more walkers imminent, he was damn exhausted. Sure he wasn't going to lie down and die for Victoria's sake but he couldn't care less about himself by this point. So when a truck came barreling down Church Street and a threatening, buff Mexican with one [i]hell[/i] of a moustache came down and charged at them with a machete, he was prepared run the fuck outta there. Instead, the stranger held out a hand to [i]help them[/i]. He had never been so relieved to see a handlebar moustache in his life. Seeing as though he had very few options, he carefully handed his partner to Caesar.

[color=gold]"Ya better take good care of her mate, her ankle's broken. I'd say thanks but I want to haul my arse outta here before these walkers bite me arse off."[/color] Slapping his arm lightly, he pushed the Mexican ahead of him and ran behind the pair, making sure no walker got close enough to hurt his girl. Or Caesar, I guess. He swung his rifle around and set it on his shoulder, strap swinging from the metal contraption. He shot the two zombies closest to the car behind the car before the clip ran empty. Grimacing, he couldn't stop running to reload so he just hoped that Lady Luck kept up the Lady act for another minute or two. He let this new stranger to get up into the truck before jumping in himself, slapping the truck with a small smile on his face. 

[color=gold]"Don't know about the rest of y'all but I wanna get the heck outta here!"[/color]