Post by jawdog on Jul 15, 2009 16:04:15 GMT -6
[Name:Gordan Mcnathan
Age:18
Height:6,1 ft
Weight:154 lbs
Eye Color:Dark brown
Hair Color:Dark brown
Gender: Male
Date of Birth: Dec,8,1906
Place of Birth: Hampshire,London
Ethnicity: caucasion
Kin: None
Physical Description: Gordan isn’t like most army members, He isn’t as well built and very week looking overall. He keeps his hair nice and tidy as any new recruit would. His uniform is very clean. He has two small scars running down is left check due to a dog attack when he was 8.
Personality: He is are very sarcastic person that tends to make friends with everyone he meets. He is kind hearted and would go out of his way to help anyone in need even a complete stranger. He can get very nervous in danger.
Medical History: Dog attack 02,5,1916
Classification: Infantry
Sub-Class: British
Money: $70
Colt M1911 – $45
$6; 3 Colt 1911 magazines
.45 ACP x50 – $5.30
= 13.7
Occupation: Military
Personal Occupation:When Gordan was born he was under weight and frail. As Godan went to school he was great in math and science he was at the top of his class, but was struggling when it came to anything physical he just couldn't seem to build up the muscles required.Not soon after he was 18 he was drafted into the military to help fight for his country. His parents did not want Gordan to go because they knew that he would surely be killed due to the fact that his brother had already been slain in the field of battle. Gordan disregarded what his parents and went. He thought if his brother was brave enough to fight than so was he and left the next day. He was trained for a week in boot camp when things went horribly wrong thee outbreak occurred and zombies swarmed his training camp and killed almost everyone except him and two other trainees. The trio ran to a small house and fortified it with objects around.
>Skills:
Classification Skill: Military Training
Mastered Skills: Survivorman
Superior Skills: Explosives
Minor Skills: Driver's Liscense
>Abilities:
Classification Ability: Toughness
Mastered Abilities: Ambition
Superior Abilities: Speed
Minor Abilities: Smarts
>Equipment on Person:
-British Infantry Field Dress
-British gas mask
-Pistol Harness
-Entrenching Shovel
-Water Canteen
>In Pack:
- 3 Magazines (Colt 1911)
- 4 rations supplies
- .45 ACP x50
>In Storage:
-none
>Primary Weapon:
Weapon: Springfield M1903
Caliber: 7.62x63mm
Location on Body: On back hangging from strap
Modifications: none
>Secondary Weapon
Weapon: Colt 1911
Caliber: .45
Location on Body: left hip (left handed)
Modifications: none
>Melee Weapon:
Weapon: Curved Blade Machete
Location on Body: attached to pack
Sample Post:
The night sky was as clam and dark but the ground was another story, it was covered with zombies stumbling around wandering searching for food.
James was sitting in his attic with a lantern, some fuel, and some food for the week. James stood up and looked out the attic window at the destroyed city. He could have never dreamed that anything like this would happen in a million years and wanted thing to go back like it was. He wanted his friends back, being alone for awhile can do things to a person.
Then a little rat came crawling in from a hole. James took a piece of rood and gave it to him
James spoke to the rat. “Hey there little one. At least I have you to keep me company.”
James had formed a bond with this small creature over time and had even given it a nickname “Alfie” They spent the week together until James ran out of food and went searching for food and
