Solace

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I'm also pretty occupied with the break. I'll try to do something in the coming days.

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Walter

An immediate sense of relief washed over him when he realized that the canine wasn't instructed to bite his face off on sight. Walter found it odd to be under the eyes of attention; the only interactions with the living he'd allowed himself to take was when someone was in danger, and even afterwards, he made sure to leave no strings attached.

"I've been roaming the state for months," he answered, seeing no point in lying. "Time with my last group didn't end so well. So I left, making do with what I scrap and find since."

The soreness of his throat made it difficult to speak. "Walter," he added almost in urgency, as if he had forgotten his own name. The young man nodded as if to confirm with himself, his thumb grating against his temple. "Walter's my name."

@WildRose

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@Solace

I'm confused. The group is in a house in northern Texas. There is no military base around there that I am aware of. Do you want to collaborate? That might work better.

@Wick

oh.
I read National Guard, so that's what I've been referring to as military, since that's what Evo's been saying it is.
Writing is a bit shotty so I can't really do too much. :p

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Walter

Points of entry were always a difficult choice to make, other than trying the front door itself. Unfortunately, Walter wasn't an idiot, and that wasn't an option; he had scouted out the surroundings of the base's outskirts, and only when he was already crawling up against the wall of a building, did his suspicions ring true.

Just as he had thought, the base was occupied by a group, and it was safe to assume that they were armed if it was military building. Latching the crowbar to his belt, Walter saw that there was no reason to be there any longer. Even after all this time, he refused to steal from the living. Theft wasn't scavenging.

But he was on the verge of collapsing from exhaustion; that is, if starving didn't get him first. Even as Walter turned to leave through his entry point, there was a want to show himself, to bite the bullet and take the risk that he wouldn't be gunned down on sight. His head pounded like a drum, only serving to worsen his indecision.

"Okay, okay.." he mumbled to himself, taking a deep breath. It was worth a shot, Walter figured as he strolled into the clearing where he could see the group clearly. He could not help but think of the brutality that his group had done to one another, all over paranoia... he didn't know if he could place himself in a group after all of that.

Before they would notice him, Walter promptly removed the holster at his belt, tossing the unloaded handgun before his feet and standing behind them. "Hey," there was really no other way of greeting others in this type of world these days, but Walter figured that a casual approach was for the best.

He just hoped that it would all work out.

@Wick @WildRose

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Thanks! :x

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@Wick

About to write a post. Small question, what time is it right now? Day or night?

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Hey, sorry for not making a post (if that's what's being waited on). Been having a rough period of time. I'll have one up tomorrow.

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Walter

It was easy to go crazy these days, almost as easy as going hungry. Walter felt that it seemed like such a short time since his group perished at the hands of themselves, but in reality, months had already passed. Time really passed that quickly when you had to keep moving on. He was fortunate that he could continue without succumbing to exhaustion, but at the end of the day, he was only human. He couldn't find so much as a scrap of food for miles, and he was down to the last of his own supplies.

"I've had better days," Walter could admit to himself; pale from malnutrition, he found it funny that he could keep track of the time but never his health. In the grand scheme of things, he wasn't even sure about his next goal. He felt that he could not bring himself to be around others, after what went wrong between his former group. From the wooded area he came from, were several corpses of biters recently killed. A town or city of sorts was nearby, but it was not his point of interest.

His footing led to the outskirts of a military compound, an unfamiliar setting to the young man. Scratching his face, Walter eased his arms as the contents of his backpack shifted at his shoulderblades, looking to the pistol holstered at his belt. An unloaded gun was entirely useless, one would learn; meanwhile, his crowbar could double as both a weapon and tool. Scavenging was his niche, and it proved useful for prying containers and biter brains open.

From surveying the surroundings, Walter weighed on the possibility of the encampment being looted completely; maybe the looters were still there. Whatever the situation, it was always a risk when he searched for supplies, and if he didn't at least try at this point, he was a dead man.

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OC: Lee Min-ho

Information

Height: 5'9

Hair Color: Dark brown

Eye Color: Brown

Complexion: Fair

Body Composition: Slim

Name: Walter Pierce

Age: Twenty-years old

Gender: Male

Birthplace: Philadelphia, Pennsylvania

Weapon(s): Steel crowbar, hunting knife, Glock 17 handgun

Skills

• Dexterity: With the nature of his occupation, Walter is fast in the usage of his hands; over the coarse of the outbreak, this resulted in him developing a preference for close-quarters combat, boasting proficient use of melee weapons.
• Stamina: Walter is a runner; given his smaller stature and agile nature, he was commonly a member of countless scouting parties and supply runs for his former group, allowing him to remain physically able for long periods of time before requiring rest.
• Survivalist: A feat developed over the course of the outbreak, Walter possesses an adept knowledge in a variety of things like scavenging and hunting to suffice for himself.

Fears

• Afraid of heights.
• Detests acts of brutality.
• Afraid of being deceived / betrayed by others.

Personality: Thoughtful, curious, kind, loyal, and reliable. Headstrong in the face of pressure, his mental fortitude and the will to live has given Walter a stronger mind; though, this has slightly crumbled in light of recent events, and he can be sensitive to the cruelty of others.

Backstory: Walter Pierce was the first child of a Korean mother and Irish father; his mother was an immigrant to the United States, and years before his birth, met his father. He grew up normally in the neighborhood of South Philadelphia, and despite racial differences between him and his peers, the boy got along just fine.

Overall, like most of the children and teenagers growing up, Walter was oriented on making his family proud, doing well in school along with running track, being greatly successful in this aspect. Despite this, the young man was at a lost; he struggled to find something to do with his life after the high school days, and in a series of breakdowns and falling outs, he moved away from home.

On the west coast, Walter did find a semblance of purpose, set to attend college under an athletic scholarship while working at a local cafe in Los Angeles. When the outbreak started, he was quick to leave the major cities with several coworkers. Since then, they had survived on the land and occasional runs into the towns and cities. But over time, the group began to grow desperate with dwindling supplies, and conflicted with one another regularly.

After another unsuccessful supply run, Walter was caught between the paranoia of his group members when tensions reached a fever pitch. His group proceeded to turn on one another, all until he was forced to defend himself. Shaken, Walter took off from his former refuge, and has since then committed to surviving on his own.

Family: Walter has not communicated with his family since the start of the outbreak, but assumes them to be likely deceased.

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