Post by Kyle Carpenter on Feb 25, 2010 14:18:23 GMT -8
I. Overview
Name: Nicholas Wolfe
Nickname:Wolf
Age: 19
Gender: Male
Birthdate: December 24
Race: Human
Marital Status: Single
Origin: British
Religion: Unknown
Occupation: Survivor
Weapon of Choice: Anything at this point
Preferred Method of Combat:
II. Family/Lineage
Mother: Lyn Wolf [ Dead ]
Father: John Wolf [ Dead ]
Brother(s): N/a
Sister(s): Samantha Wolf [ Dead ]
Name of Spouse: N/a
Children: N/a
Extended Family: N/a
III. Physical Appearance
Hair Color: Jet Black
Eye Color: Hazel
Skin Tone: White
Height: 5' 11
Weight: 210 Lbs.
Identifying Marks: A few Tattoos. Spade against his neck and a Bio-Hazard symbol against his right wrist... Many Scars.
VIII. Misc. Information
Pets/Familiars: Dog [ Dead ]
Favorite Color: Midnight Blue
Favorite Flower: N/a
Hobbies: Traveling. Survining
Personality Traits: Calm and Quit Witted, Changes from Time to Time.
Fears/ Phobias: Death, Turning into one of them
Favorite Dish: Unknown
Preferred Sport/Activity: Paintball
Likes: Woman, Weapons, Fast Cars, Video games, Drinking....
Dislikes: Zombies...
History:
He never knew his real parents... Each month it would be a different home. Through his younger years he would be teased and harassed by the older kids. Fighting back would only get him into trouble, as the years grew so did his experience in fighting. Teaching himself through the times of doubt... Fighting back with each bully that ever messed with him. By the time he was able to leave the actual foster care, he stayed for a while with a particular family. The Robinsons's teaching him what he knows today, Mr. Robinson taught him how to shoot and clean any gun that he crosses. While Ms. Robinson helped him through school... Playing with there son as they stayed out late. He soon got drafted with the Army, his choice was clear he soon went to basic and that's when it all started...
The virus broke through everywhere, started with the pets and worked it's way into the actual human body. Going through Meps and shipping out to Fort Benning the next day. As he got there the base was already on code red... Moving to each state through the small birds. As the dead walked the earth, feeding on the living or whats left of it. The kept them close at hand the soldiers... Training them to become the best. He signed up for 11 Bravo - infantry. As the weeks went by so did the virus, spreading through out the world, he went through each training and became what he is today. A grunt of the Army. As boot camp came to a end... He choose to go back... Back to where he had started. The city was dead filled with the lifeless creatures we now hate, searching for survivors at all costs... He made camp above a bakery.
Looking down on the streets of Maltin City...