jay
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name: Joseph King (haha, see what I did there?)
nickname/alias: Joey
skin tone: ivory
eye color: brown
gender: male
age: 21
height: 5’9
weight: 120 lbs
appearance: skinny, curly dirty blonde hair, freckles across his cheeks and nose
clothing: whatever clothes he has available, consisting of button ups, vests, and skinny jeans
accessories: watch that never tells the correct time
training/fighting experience: zilch
resistance/immunity: 85% resistant
preferred weapon: golf club
apocolipse wealth: thousands of dollars stored in a safe in his bunker, but really lots of lightbulbs
special skill: instinct -
b <3
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not it
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The track of time had been lost for this young man. His eyes narrowed as he searched around the bunker for something to eat. There were still a few canned, non perishable goods in the makeshift pantry. Though, he wasn’t feeling particularly hungry. He knew it was time to go. This man had lived in this bunker, without stepping a foot outside for almost twelve years. He feared what might face him when he explored the outside areas, but he took a deep breathe, trying to devise a plan in his head. He grabbed a golf club that was stored here for whatever reason, and decided he could use it as a weapon if necessary. He wasn’t the best at protecting himself or anyone else for that matter, being the reason why he was alone in that bunker.
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letting out a loud groan, the 6'2 man slammed his fist against the metal exterior. everything within a 1000 mile radius was either looted or destroyed, and supplies were limited. placing a hand above his eyes, the man looked up at the sky to be met with the same red backround for years since the war. the rv he had checked was utterly useless, other than a vantage point. as he climbed, a group of 6 people caught his attention. brushing it off, he set his weapon on the rv and climbed atop
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Joseph peeked out of his bunker, and stepped out with caution. His boots clicked against the earth and his golf club dragged through it. He was wearing a scarf around his neck, covering his nose and mouth, Joseph especially wanted to protect his face. He didn't want identities being revealed. The land felt almost empty. There weren't any trees around and it was practically a dessert, without any light. There were stars in the sky of course, and Joseph wished he could just jump up and grab them. Oh, what he would do to hold a star in his hands.
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yoo, i just realized a typed dessert instead of desert....)
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"could you be any louder?" charlie mumbled as the group boomed with laughter. he was seriously considering fighting them, but decided it wasn't worth the effort. he just needed to find a place with hidden supplies, an old oak tree. after a quick survey of the land, a river in the distance led into a heavily forested. how are they fine? charr thought to himself, staring at the forest in the distance
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Joseph knew the existence of a forest not far from his current location, though he was hesitant to venture out. He grabbed his satchel, which contained a canister of water and a couple working lightbulbs in case he needed to do any convincing. Covering his face with his scarf, he began walking towards the direction of the forest.
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charles took off his backpack, and fished around in it for a minute. he eventually took out a grapple gun, zipping up his bag and tossing it onto his back. he grabbed his weapon, aimed his gun, and shot a wooden fence
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Joseph continued heading towards the forest. He could hear twigs and branches snapping all around him. The last thing he wanted was to be attacked in the dark for the first time, especially in the woods.
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