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Name: Mark Wilson
Age: 43
Gender:Male
Faction: Survivor(Current), Hunter(Past)
Short History: Mark was 20 when it happened, working his way up a newly created company that was going to revolutionize the world. Off work on the day of the outbreak, he was relaxing in his new apartment that he had moved in a week prior. It felt like a normal day until maybe around 7 or 8 in evening when the sounds of screaming could be heard. Walking outside half dressed while trying to find out what was going on but all he could see was hundreds of people running and growls coming from a distance. Seconds later, [B]they could be seen[/B], Mark began running without asking anymore questions whatsoever. Unfortunately, he was far behind the others and [B]they[/B] were hot on his trail. Unfortunately, Mark tripped over a trash can, throwing any chances of escaping them out of the window. Knowing this, Mark forced his way into one of his neighbor's houses and began hiding in the laundry room but it would taking more than that to escape this hellish nightmare. He soon did the unthinkable and forced his body in a washer machine after placing a trail of detergent down on the floor to cover his scents. [B]They[/B] never managed to find him and after the dreadful night had concluded, Mark was never the same ever since....

Weapons: Machete, Desert Eagle & a Cement brick(You're probably wondering why this is in here but Cement bricks in good condition are hard to come by these days)
Other Equipment: 3X pains pills, Gas Mask, pocket knife(Technically a weapon but is mostly used for opening cans), Canned cat food X3, Assorted Can food X8 & five bottles of unfiltered/purified water.
Anything Else(Questions? Comments? Smart Remarks?): "In this world, there are no friends, only pawns and monsters.", "You might wear the same skin as I but you look just like them to me."