[table][row][/row][row][cell][right][h3][color=00a651][i][b]Hunter Monroe[/b][/i][/color][/h3][sup]"A fucking... power saw?"[sup] 
- Hunter Attempting to be social at the bar with Thalia[/sup][/sup][/right]
[b][color=00a651]⚘ Looking Inside[/color][/b]
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	Hunter is a complicated person at best. He has no urge to please others, though he would not go out of his way to hinders others for his own benefit. When asked he is more then willing to help, and if it's someone he knows or trust he will likely ask them if they are interested in help. He tends to smile a large portion of his waking hours, even when there seems to be no noticeable reason. He has trouble staying focused and on topic when in conversation with others, and he is very quick to judge others based on his past experiences. This can in many cases lead to relationships turning negative rather fast.

	Hunter struggles with morality at times. In many cases not sure what is right or wrong, but understanding that not every situation is the same, leaving the line too blurry for him to find from time to time. He has found that the only times where the line seems to be clear to him, is when he is removing those who he has decided are causing more harm then good. His biggest concern, is his enjoyment of removing them. And knowing they can't cause any more harm. And, the fact that he would probably fail his own judgment at times.

[color=00a651][b]⚘ A Brief History[/b][/color]
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[color=00a651][b]Growing Up:[/b][/color]
	Hunter grew up on his family property which was locally called "The Compound". It's primary purpose was to house the bulk of the local Monroe Family. It also served as the main and stable income for a couple households, the local scrap yard. Though the compound served other purposes, that was it's main purpose while Hunter lived there. It was hard work, but simple which was nice for the young boy. As a kid he wasn't the smartest kid growing up, not dumb by any means, but struggled in school, yet refused to ask for help, only making things worse in the long run. 

	Hunter could handle the hands on projects with some ease to them, but rarely enough to show potential in the trade fields, and he struggled enough in other classes that most people figured he would be confined to his family scrap yard for the rest of his life barely making ends meet. As he got older, he got more frustrated with his family life. Tired of being the care taker of his siblings, and tired of the schools treating him like he wouldn't go anywhere in life, and tired of his father who put pressure on him to accept that staying with the family wasn't a bad thing. This would slowly start building into arguments he would have with his Father, eventually forcing Hunter to run off determined to not get stuck on his family scrap yard. 


[color=00a651][b]Adulting:[/b][/color] 

	Soon after Hunter ran off, he joined up with the local National Guard Unit. It offered food, a place to sleep, an education, and a future to spite his father with. After a few weeks in training, he started having second guesses, and when training was over he went home to resolve things with his family. After sorting out the many things they had to argue about, Hunter agreed he would do whatever he could to leave the Guard Unit. And his family would be there to back him up. That was the plan anyways, before his unit was called back to handle a local problem.

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[color=00a651][b]Those First Years:[/b][/color] 

	Year 1: Hunter's deployment was fuck up after fuck up. Out of the 650 soldiers of his battalion that were supposed to show, 430 showed up. During evacuations the entire battle group was spread thin, forced to tell the public that they were evacuating that they would all be able to make it out, despite that there was no way that with what resources the government had ready to spare, that couldn't happen. Hunter met his first walker in one of these evacuations, and when that was over the remnants of his battalion were stationed at a football stadium in Buffalo to protect well over populated. Holding more people then the original building was built to have by more then twice over. The Stadium fell, forcing Hunter and the other members of his unit to pull out as many as they could, before locking the doors to prevent too many infected from getting outside. 

	Hunter's unit and the survivors of the refugee camp would return to his base where they would hold up waiting for orders that never came. Soon due to a lack of resources within the base, a conflict broke out. After days and days of Issues, Hunter found himself the last among the bodies, not sure who had killed who, or who he had killed himself. As there was nothing left of the base, Hunter returned home, hoping to see his family and figure things out. Only to find The Compound abandoned, the best of the cars gone, the guns gone, and no sight of them anywhere. He would wait at his family compound for months unsure what else to do. After waiting and no sign of them coming back, he returned to the stadium and tried to put his mind to rest by burning down the massive structure and all that it held.

	Year 2-3: Hunter traveled from group to group, place to place, looking for any sign of his family. Checking homes of relatives, checking former vacation spots, even digging up manifesto's from evacuation logs to try and find any hints. Overall, no success. Not even useful hints to point him in the right direction. Hunter found himself with a few groups of people along the way, some better then others, most... less then great. Many Hunter just ended up leaving to never see them again, other times it would end with blood. Blood that Hunter enjoyed spilling, knowing that people like that wouldn't be able to cause more harm. He was always very confused about how to feel, he enjoyed it when scum like that were dead, and he got to do it, but the guilt of the amount of bodies he had built up was making an already morally challenged boy struggle even more.

	Year 4: Hunter after leaving his last group of survivors found himself at the southern most tip of Florida. Having the last people he met all been killed by a large variety of things, He wasn't sure where to go now. Having checked any and all locations he could think of, he found himself with no where to go. In this moment of weakness, Hunter met Izibell the Rottweiler. She was trained, and overall seemed to enjoy the presence of the former soldier boy. She was someone who wouldn't leave him, and someone who helped him when he needed it. So he helped her wherever he could and continued to travel with her from there. 

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[color=00a651][b]Camp Mexico Beach:[/b][/color] 
	Hunter either due to personal paranoia, personal trauma and the inability to work with it, his inability to understand other people, or sheer stupidity had spent his whole time in CMB only digging himself a deeper and deeper grave, finally hitting a breaking point once he lost his temper at those in charge, went to trial, and made it worse. It wasn't until it was blatantly shoved in his face by nearly every member of camp did he understand the damage and harm of what he was doing. By that point, it was too little, too late. The hope is that time spent in the camp's ward will give him the chance to self reflect and fix his problems before they can get him killed.


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[color=00a651][b]⚘ Relations[/b][/color]
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[hider=Major][right][sub][h3][b][color=B8860B]Nigel Cooper[/color][/b][/h3][/sub]
[sup]"I think I fucked it up" 
[sup]- Drunk Hunter while Nigel pulls him off scene from one of many fuck ups[/sup][/sup][/right]	
	Nigel had helped Hunter get out of his social bubble while he was in quarantine, and even acted somewhat as a parental figure to him as he attempted to figure out his own place in this new world. Nigel despite Hunter's repeated blunders had helped him time and time again. Each time Hunter feeling more and more guilt for dragging Nigel down with him.


[right][sub][h3][b][color=f26522]Nikola Warren[/color][/b][/h3][/sub]
[sup]
"Nikki... sorry..." 
[sup]- Hunter realizing just how badly he had fucked up, and realizing how badly it effected those around him[/sup][/sup][/right]
	Nikki was the first camp local that Hunter had developed a positive relationship with. If it could be called that. As the days went on Hunter's less then stable side kept turning up more and more often as Hunter found himself struggling more and more with how to react to situations and people. Their first few interactions went decent. A few friendly games here, a fun time on the beach (At first >.>), and even a completely awkward kiss from Hunter who had no idea how kisses worked. Even as Hunter was in lockup she attempted to get his side, and he took it in the worst possible way only making things worse for them. It wasn't until Hunter heard from Nikki was he had done on his drunken raves did he fully understand what he did to her, and realized how badly he hurt her. Despite that, she made the argument for him to stay. He hopes that post time in the ward, he'd be able to help repair whatever might be salvageable from the relationship while there is still something.


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[right][sub][h3][b][color=steelblue]Ash Holloway[/color][/b][/h3][/sub]
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"We just... Followed orders I guess. Even the bad ones" 
[sup]- Hunter sharing the short version of his military career with Ashton while he was in lockup[/sup][/sup][/right]
	Their time together was short, and there's not much of a relationship there. But to Hunter, Ash Holloway represents to Hunter what the military was supposed to be when he joined prior to the cluster fuck his unit became when things fell apart. He had brought a bit more a positive light on Hunter's thoughts with a fresh perspective that didn't include worst case scenario.

[right][sub][h3][b][color=f7941d]Lisa Mason[/color][/b][/h3][/sub]
[sup]
"..." 
[sup]- A severe lack of direct communication[/sup][/sup][/right]
	Hunter has had little communication with Lisa during his time at CMB, but as his time in the ward went on he would come across her and her work in medical and receive the occasional updates Izibell and the outside world.

	

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Male [color=00a651][b]↕[/b][/color] 25 [color=00a651][b]↕[/b][/color] Caucasian  
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5'10" [color=00a651][b]↕[/b][/color] 118 [color=00a651][b]↕[/b][/color] Wiry
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Grey/Silver [color=00a651][b]↕[/b][/color] high and tight Dark Brown [color=00a651][b]↕[/b][/color] Pale
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[color=00a651][b]Psychology[/b][/color]
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[b][color=39b54a]Positive Traits:[/color][/b][list][*] Determined
[*] Enthusiastic 
[*] Humorous [/list]

[color=c0392b][b]Negative Traits:[/b][/color][list][*] shrewd
[*] Impulsive
[*] Many Sided[/list]
[color=2F4F4F][b]Fear:[/b][/color][list][*] Rats[/list]
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[color=00a651][b]Abilities[/b][/color]
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[list][*] [color=00a651]Strength:[/color] 26
[*] [color=00a651]Dexterity:[/color] 31
[*] [color=00a651]Fitness:[/color] 24
[*] [color=00a651]Intellect:[/color] 17
[*] [color=00a651]Will Power:[/color] 14
[*] [color=00a651]Perception:[/color] 19
[*] [color=00a651]Attractiveness:[/color] 21 
[*] [color=00a651]Luck:[/color] 24
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[color=00a651][b]Languages[/b][/color]
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[list][*] [color=00a651]English (Native):[/color] 30
[*] [color=00a651]Russian :[/color] 10[/list]
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[color=00a651][b]Skills[/b][/color]
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[*] [color=00a651]Club:[/color] 24
[*] [color=00a651]Pistol:[/color] 31
[*] [color=00a651]Rifle:[/color] 51
[*] [color=00a651]Hand To Hand:[/color] 42
[*] [color=00a651]Alertness:[/color] 32
[*] [color=00a651]CPR:[/color] 31
[*] [color=00a651]Explosives:[/color] 55
[*] [color=00a651]First Aid:[/color] 31
[*] [color=00a651]Redneck Engineering:[/color] 55
[*] [color=00a651]Scavenging:[/color] 34
[*] [color=00a651]Stealth:[/color] 34
[*] [color=00a651]Trade (Animal Handling):[/color] 55
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[color=00a651][b]Profession[/b][/color]
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[list][*] High School: Benton (Pre)
[*] National Guard: Buffalo (Outbreak)
[*] Wanderer: Anywhere (Post)
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[color=00a651][b]Family[/b][/color]
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[*] Bill Monroe - Father (Unknown)
[*] Diane Monroe - Mother (Unknown)
[*] Kathryn Monroe - Sister (Unknown)
[*] Earl Monroe - Brother (Unknown)
[*] Sally Monroe - Sister (Unknown)
[*] Johnathon Monroe - Brother (Unknown)
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[color=00a651][b]Character Trivia[/b][/color]
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[list][*] [color=00a651]Sexuality:[/color] Asexual 
[*] [color=00a651]Likes:[/color][list][*] Animals [*] Fire and Explosives [*] Guns and Ammo[/list]
[*] [color=00a651]Dislikes:[/color][list][*] Decaffeinated Coffee [*] Taxes [*] Lack of Control[/list]
[*] [color=00a651]Scars:[/color] Hunter has a slash on his right arm, multiple bullet wounds across his body, long thin slash marks on his back, and burns across both of his hands. 
[*] [color=00a651]Piercings:[/color] None
[*] [color=00a651]Tattoos:[/color] None
[*] [color=00a651]Blood Type:[/color] O+
[*] [color=00a651]Religion:[/color] Christian 
[*] [color=00a651]Birthday:[/color] June 1st
[*] [color=00a651]Face Claim:[/color] Answer Garfield 
[*] [color=00a651]Nickname:[/color] Gray Joy, Soldier Boy
[*] [color=00a651]Items Of Note:[/color] [list][*] Camouflage fatigues  [/list]
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