[hider=Liam Lewis][center][sup][sub][b][color=59B717]#59B717[/color] [color=black]|[/color] Cameron Monaghan[/b][/sub][/sup] 
[img]https://i.imgur.com/hdclwkX.gif[/img][hr][color=gray][h1][color=59B717]Liam Lewis[/color]
[sup]High School Student[/sup][/h1][/color][/center][hr]
[indent][indent][sub][h3][color=gray]Physical Characteristics[/color][/h3][/sub]
[i]Liam stands at a slightly above average height for a seventeen year old boy. Years of wrestling and farm work have garnered him an athletic build. He has his father’s striking red hair and muddy green eyes, and a healthy spattering of freckles, much like his older sister.[/i]

[color=gray][sub][h3]Life Before the Apocalypse[/h3][/sub][/color]
[color=59B717][b]“I was an average high school kid, with the exception being that I grew up on a farm. I guess not everyone does that, and Dad says that’s good for me, ‘cause it gives me a leg up on the rest of the kids, ‘cause I “know the value of hard work.” Whatever that means... My grades were fine, my social life was okay, and I was supposed to be going to college in the fall. I got in on a wrestling scholarship, but I was going to be studying music. I wanted to be a teacher, like mom was, and dad was back before he quit to focus on the farm. I was [i]supposed[/i] to be going to college, having the time of my life — making music, partying, finding new friends, landing a boyfriend, ya know? The extent of my worries should have been studying for exams, or having a breakup, or a really bad hangover… but instead, I’m here. Running for my life. My mom and baby sister are dead, my older sister refuses to accept that, and I’m all out of fuckin’ cigarettes. This shit [i]blows[/i].”[/b][/color]

[color=gray][sub][h3]Strengths & Weaknesses[/h3][/sub][/color]
[color=green]➕[/color] Strong — Years of farm work with his dad and wrestling for the school team have helped Liam build a lot of muscle. He’s young, limber, and has a lot of energy to be doing any heavy lifting that the group needs.
[color=green]➕[/color] Hand-to-Hand Combat — Fighting a zombie barehanded sounds like a nightmare, but if anyone is skilled enough to do it without getting bit or scratched, it’s Liam. Weapons can run out of ammo, break, or be dropped, but Liam’s fists and arms will always be with him… [i]hopefully[/i].
[color=red]➖[/color] Rebellious — He wasn’t always such an asshole, but losing his mother to this apocalypse has only worsened his rebellious tendencies. He’s disagreeable, reckless, and he’ll act out without just cause.
[color=red]➖[/color] Bad Aim — Liam’s dad taught him how to hunt when he was young, so he knows his way around a gun, he’s just not so good at the aiming part. Because of this, he doesn’t have a rifle of his own, he has to rely on his family and others to handle the firearms and protect the group.

[color=gray][sub][h3]Personal Goals[/h3][/sub][/color]
More than anything… Liam would quite literally kill for a pack of cigarettes. Not just a pack, a whole damn carton. Food is also important, a teenage boy has a teenage boy’s appetite, after all.

His dad and a lot of the others in the group want to find a place to settle, fortify, and call home. Liam isn’t necessarily on that boat. He wants to help find a cure… well, he can’t find the cure himself, but he can help the doctors and scientists stay alive and get to a medical lab where they might be able to develop one. More than anything, Liam wants to have his life back so he can go to college and live a normal teenage life, and the only way to have that is to eradicate this plague first.

[color=gray][sub][h3]Inventory[/h3][/sub][/color]
A machete and a backpack with some emergency rations, a blanket, a plastic water bottle, an empty pack of cigarettes, a few lighters, his sister’s old CD player and some earbuds, a few of his favorite CDs, and a small stockpile of batteries to replace the ones that die in the CD player. Liam would feel empty without music, so this possession is a necessity. Liam also has his dark bay quarter horse, [url=https://i.imgur.com/lA1Mg8k.png]Mercury[/url], by his side.
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