[hider=Aaron Marston][center][sup][sub][b]#A3E6D0 [color=black]|[/color] Jesse Williams[/b][/sub][/sup] 
[img]https://i.pinimg.com/originals/27/2d/d0/272dd0871f9189c2570c03c8d33e0e56.jpg[/img][hr][color=gray][h1]Aaron Marston
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[indent][indent][sub][h3][color=gray]Physical Characteristics[/color][/h3][/sub]
[i]Aaron stands at a solid 5' 10". Not the tallest, not the shortest, but he has a fairly athletic body. Aaron has multiple stab wounds scarring his chest and abdomen, and a gunshot scar in his upper left arm that he's fairly proud of. As well as this, he has many tattoos on his upper body and even a sleeve tattoo on his right lower leg, many to do with gangs, but also he liked tattoos as well.[/i]

[color=gray][sub][h3]Life Before the Apocalypse[/h3][/sub][/color]
[color=#A3E6D0]"Man, I grew up in Minnesota. I didn't come from much either. Good ol' Dad decided to up and leave when I was 2. Hope he got bit. My Mom was working her ass off, just to get food on the table and a roof on my head. All these luxuries that people had for nothing. I promised I'd never grow up to be this poor. Guess money isn't really a thing now though, huh? Anyways, wasn't long until I started getting into some trouble. Real thug-like motherfuckers getting on me. My only option was to find some protection. Mixed in with the wrong crowd, but in the end we had each other's backs. I was their boy, and they were mine too. Sure, I got arrested, but I did what I did, and I ain't never gonna regret it. No stranger to violence too, so when this shit started, I guess I had a head start. Mom got infected real easily. She was sick from overworking, so she was vulnerable. We held down some good locations too. A drug store and a 7/11 next to each other. But then a horde came, and I lost everyone. Now I'm with this new group, and they all seem to have a good head on their shoulders, but I don't think they'll last when morals come into question.
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[color=gray][sub][h3]Strengths & Weaknesses[/h3][/sub][/color]
[color=green]➕[/color] Aaron isn't a stranger to violence. Gang wars and even a kidnapping or two. He always had a knack for fights. He's familiar with guns too, although he's only ever dealt with pistols, and he doesn't have any formal training in combat apart from boxing, which he participated in before the beginning of the end.
[color=green]➕[/color] He's a "Get up and do it" kind of guy. If someone needs to be put down, he'll do it. You need to go somewhere that's dangerous? Aaron will volunteer. Only the brave and strong will survive this new world, and Aaron might just have the switch to do it.
[color=red]➖[/color] First word to describe Aaron is hotheaded. While he's usually agreeable, it's easy to piss him off, and if he doesn't like a decision he will tell you. You might be in the group, but that's not gonna stop Aaron from trying to straight up knock you out if you anger him.
[color=red]➖[/color] Although he's a yes man, some might describe him as reckless. Also to do with his short temper, Aaron can rush into things. Especially saying something he probably should keep to himself in certain situations, as well as jumping the gun for fights.

[color=gray][sub][h3]Personal Goals[/h3][/sub][/color]
Aaron started off with nothing, but now the world hit the reset button, everyone's starting off at a fairly equal footing. Those who are left anyways. Aaron wants to have a place he can call home, and be a king of the new world. If he can take the group with him, then that wouldn't be so bad either.

[color=gray][sub][h3]Inventory[/h3][/sub][/color]
-A baseball bat, which Aaron painted on a black "FUCK YOU" down the side of it.
-Smith & Wesson 9mm pistol, with only 10 rounds left.
-A Zippo Lighter
-Carton of cigarettes 
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