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Name: Zeke Carhillion

Nick names: "Zee" {reserved for the few}

Age: 18

Gender: Male

Appearance: REPLACE ALL PUMA LOGOS WITH THIS>>> (Only large and gold like on sweatshirt) imgur.com/p6kOt91 Pants: Plain black sweats Sweatshirt: cdnd.lystit.com/200/250/n/photos/b4cd-.. / cdna.lystit.com/200/250/n/photos/b5b1-.. (rarely takes it off) Face: cdn1.theodysseyonline.com/files/2015/1.. [Slim figure with lots of lean muscle, Elite athlete with incredible stamina and strength]

Personailty: Zeke has always been the star athlete that all the girls swoon over, However he rarely goes on dates. Zeke's past is a horrid one his mom died in labor and his dad drank himself to death when Zeke was 14. He remembers walking home to his dad colorless and emanating a terrible stench. Zeke is deeply scared when it comes to family because his dad always blamed him for killing his mom in labor, As a release for this hate and anger his dad used to beat him regularly. Zeke has lots of scars from it. However he has a soft spot for certain trustworthy women and usually confides in them and shows them his scars. He tends to get very emotional when either his parents or his scars are mentioned, however Zeke is in constant pursuit to be the mentally strongest man and strains very hard against all his emotions, this usually results in anger, hence why he doesn't date very often.

Boon: Super athletic. MVP on all Varsity sports he played. (Soccer, Lacrosse, and Wrestling)

History: Not a good one, leave it at that.

relationships:

Name: Ipsum Erro
Relationship status: Total stranger
Opinion: He is such a nerd! He's not bad though, Cant take a joke.

Name: Moira Jane
Relationship status: Total stranger
Opinion: Also a nerd, but a pretty nerd. Zeke loves small girls, so he finds her rather attractive. She also neutralizes his anger.

Re-vamped CS I'd like to get tagged in the OOC when it gets posted @Aquaknight

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@Vermillion Is @Always's character going to be accepted?

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Grayson flinched a bit. Not because something grazed him or because of an attempted assault rather because of what he heard. It was quiet but so unfamiliar to his ears as it echoed off the buildings. "That is NOT a good sign," he thought as he started packing up. He grabbed all the ammo he laid out and shoved it all in his pocket. His swift turn as he picked up his short stick spear left his momentum headed for the door. He took a quick look over his shoulder nothing but the same old over grown campus that he was looking at the day before.

Once he was on the street he had already strapped the rifle to his bag and put his helmet back on. He was hurrying back to his mansion very stealthily hoping that no one would notice him if the noise had come from close to his mansion, even though it didn't sound like it. On his way back he saw lots of wildlife scattering in front of him, he picked out a still, big, juicy rabbit. Grayson stopped dead in his tracks. He slowly brought his arm up and forced it forward with immense force and precision. His homemade spear pierced the rabbit right through the neck. Just after, he ran over to his stick and took the rabbit off. He put the rabbit in the netted side of the stick and carried it with him back to his mansion.

Once Grayson got home he felt relief in the fact that it wasn't his home that was destroyed. He threw the Rabbit onto his cutting board and skinned it. The meat was then slow roasted over his small fire and eaten all within an hour. Grayson would need to go scavenging soon, for wood mostly, not that that was hard to find. It was also time to do his "laundry" and take a bath in the river. It was never easy to bath, constantly afraid of being shot or seen by a scouting party. So a few years back he found a hollow piece of sheet metal that was curled. Grayson fit rather perfectly inside with space to move around. He threw it in the river as a "shower" and he stands inside that for cover. It isn't fool proof but it was better than nothing. Night was coming closer as he hung up his clothes to dry and replaced them with spares that he put on. He took a moment to straighten his bed and laid down for another night in this hellish world.

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Okay so I know where Drei and Tyler are but i have no idea where anyone else is... tyler is so far away though XD

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@CourierSix And he aint on -_- ugh... idek what i would post...

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Should i post? *sigh* ugh... idk... should i wait for everyone to get their first post in? ugh... idk

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@MatthiasAngel youtube.com/watch?v=aSE1zySpGuo Granted I need to lower my range but it can definitely kill. With a single shot barrel break action air-rifle maybe we can increase the range a tad... possibly I can shoot two blocks with a clean kill and more with major injury?

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@Vermillion Did you look at the rounds he is firing? any decent shot to the head or chest cavity is devastating to organs. "Air-Rife" seems like Im using a weak or low power weapon but they have big game hunts with these rifles all over. It has more than enough power to kill a human. The draw back is you have to reload after every bullet by breaking the barrel and re-pressurizing. The air pressure acts on the dart/bullet just like the gas pressure of a real bullet fired out of a casing. Its pretty much a single fire silenced rifle. It makes little noise, still kills people, but you can only shoot one bullet at a time. ask gunther to look it up if you dont believe me or do it yourself

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@Vermillion Was that a nice post? I wasn't sure if it was too boring or "informationy" if you know what i mean. I don't want to run into anyone too quick that's why i set up on the other side of the river but I'm eager to get some action in somewhere. this is just a world went to shit right? no zombies? (yet?) no aliens or anything? (i would prefer no aliens XD)

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Its a normal Post-Apocalyptic day as Grayson looks out the window of his Power-Plant mansions top floor windows. He looks out only to see a city that is dying if not dead already. "Doesn't look like anything has gotten any better." He thinks to himself. He turns to check the other window which over looks Gas Works Park or "His Lawn" as he likes to call it. He takes a look around the room and grabs the water bladder out of his backpack. He looks at the water levels and decides to take a walk down to the river to get some water. The bladder has a built in filter that cleans any water you put in it. He thought it was silly that his dad made him buy it but he sure is more than thankful now-a-days. He walks slowly down to his storage and looks at whats for breakfast, even though he has no idea what time it is. He picked out his freshly pillaged eggs that he just got off a farming group that came to the city for supplies. He took some (kinda moldy) bread and decided to make french toast to treat himself for the victory yesterday. He took out all four of them. If there were more of those farmers they too will soon come looking for their friends and supplies as well. So Grayson does what he always does and sets up an over-watch in the area of his last victims to see if they had any friends that had any nice things that Grayson wanted. He hoped they had more eggs because he really liked the french toast.

Once he packed everything he would need up he headed for the river to do dishes and fill up his water bladder. Then he would set up his over-watch on the street he killed the travelers yesterday. Grayson stayed close to the foliage as much as possible and scanned the opposite bank for a while before stepping out to do his chores. Once he deemed it safe he stepped out and carried out what he needed to do. Once he was done he packed his bag and headed for his set up. He wouldn't be back till late so he gave his mansion a look that seemed to day "Don't you be going anywhere while I'm gone" and off he went. sticking close to the bushes until he got out to the roads, then he stayed low and under as much debris as possible. He got to his building and rounded up 7 flights of stairs like it was nothing. He could see down the whole street from here. About five blocks, he could only shoot (and hit) to about three considering his elevation range with his Air-Rifle. He took off his helmet and put it next to him, he grabbed his middy stick and laid it down so it was easily accessible if need be. He took out his Air-Rifle and Pulled out his foam stand. With a large piece of concrete he (eventually) broke the glass pane and laid down to wait.

He would only do this for three more days then he would go back to milling around his mansion and scavenging for food like he normally does. As Grayson sat there, he got to thinking. What day was it? What time? How much time has passed sense the world went to shit? How old was he now? He was starting to feel pretty old. He also wondered how many people he has killed, and how he wouldn't mind settling down with another person (or group of people) just to have some company once in a while. However he knew if he got attached to anyone he would only have to feel more pain when this world claims yet another of the dwindling human population. But this time, he really wanted a companion. Grayson felt it was time to get to know someone again. Now he just needed to find the right person.