Name: Tiberius Koda Wayland (Pronounced TIE-BEER-E-US CO-DUH WAY-LAND)
Nickname: Tibus (Pronounced TIE-BUS)
Age: 39 going on 40
Pre-outbreak
Current appearanceGeneral Physical Attributes
- Hair Color: Chestnut brown
- Eye color: Dark green
- Weight: 175
- Height: 5'11"
- Physique: Fit but a tad more on the lighter side now
- Tattoos: None
- Accenting features: beard, scar on the upper left cheek, part of the top right ear is gone with a circle shaped hole left
Gender: Male
Family:
- Father: Joshua Wayland / deceased: pre-outbreak / cause of death: bullet to the chest / Age: 60
- Mother: Carol Wayland / deceased: Unknown / age: 59 / missing after initial outbreak presumed dead
- Brother: Javis Wayland / deceased: unknown / age: 35 / missing after initial outbreak presumed dead
- Wife: Jackelyn Wayland / Deceased: During initial outbreak / age: 38 / killed trying to escape the city
- Son: Eric Wayland / deceased: couple months after outbreak began / age: 15 / killed in a horde attack
Personality: Cold now an days, a once vibrant and funny man now turned to a man who finds himself struggling with lots of guilt and even more standing on the edge of losing his mind and hanging on to whats left of his humanity. With a large capacity of intelligence he has survived purely on not being in the wrong place at the wrong time, however he feels an overwhelming need to be alone, with a fear of himself being death to any who is around him. The events which have taken place during the outbreak have warped his mind, to a point where he does not feel any hope anymore, the only thing that stops him from taking his own life in his mind is that there is still a reason, a need for him to be alive. But even though he is suffering inside and has lost hope, he is still a lot of the man he used to be, loyal, someone that you can depend on when the time calls for it the most, a man that will keep walking until a day comes when he is no longer able to. While he wishes he was dead, he fights day in and day out to stay alive for as long as he can simply because he wants to do at least one good thing before he dies. All in all at this point he is lost in the world, and just trying to find something that is more worth living for, and finding that one thing maybe the only thing that might bring him back from the hole he is slowly digging for himself.
Bio: Tiberius was born in Virginia to his father Joshua and his mother Carol, Tiberius grew up pretty normally for the most part, went to school, had friends, caused trouble and mischief from time to time when he felt the need was the most fun. In all respects he grew up a great life with a great family and a great life filled with nothing but a hopeful future. Growing up Tiberius's father was an agent who worked for the FBI, which was a major thing in his life that eventually helped him make us his mind that he too wanted to follow in his fathers foot steps and help protect his country and state anyway he could. When he was eighteen fresh out of high school with some help from his father Tiberius was given his chance to chase his dream of being in the FBI. Like his father Tiberius even from his training start was an exceptional and dedicated students, and just soaked up the knowledge, a fire deep inside burning to make his father proud, by the time he was twenty he was well on his way to becoming an exceptional agent. By twenty five Tiberius was the top of his peers in tactical work, he was at one point said to be the best at tactical insertion and tactical planning. However his life took a dramatic change when his father was gunned down and died shortly after in the hospital. Tiberius was only thirty at the time an he was heartbroken at watching his father die, after the incident Tiberius began to majorly slip in his job, and after botching a couple assignments which almost cost lives he was taken off active status so that he could get his head on straight.
At this point Tiberius began to drink which damn near lasted two whole years, wasting away in shit hole bars until he about drunk himself to death. Eventually a lot of his friends both family and FBI had an intervention in which he went to a facility to clean himself up. It was within this time frame shortly after getting clean he meant the woman who became his wife and had a son with. By thirty four Tiberius was finally back on the straight arrow path and had gotten the spark back in his life, and soon enough he found himself back at Quantico but as an instructor and not inside the action anymore. He quickly became quite content with this job, and aspired to from then on in to teach other students so that would one day become skilled tacticians. It was on or about Tiberius's 37th birthday that the first signs of outbreak occurred, at first it was just here and there and found himself not worrying but when it was out in the street it was obvious they had to get out before it worsened. But as it sometimes goes it was too late, in their escape from the city his wife was bitten and he was forced to kill her when she turned. It was just Tiberius and his son Eric then and 1 month in it was just Tiberius the events which took his son unknown. After his sons death Tiberius changed, and became very much a drifter never wanting nor needing to stay in any one place for long, the spark in him gone doused by his grief and his anger. He now bitterly walks a hell torn land of dead looking for purpose again.
Job Before The Outbreak: Tactical instructor at Quantico
Weapon of Choice:
A set of duel
Beretta's (The Beretta was always his choice of weapon even before the outbreak and he kept two of them at his house even before the outbreak started, these are the same duel set that he kept for most of his life.)
A regular style
katana (acquired from a wayside bandit who you could say brought a sword to a gun fight, after the initial small fight he kept the katana given it was most useful with bullets becoming scarce.)
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