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Name: Joseph Tolleir

Nickname: The Bad Bandito

Gender: Male

Age: 29

Preferred Weapon(s): He has an [url=http://www.imfdb.org/images/thumb/4/4c/HKG36.jpg/400px-HKG36.jpg]HKG36[/url], a [url=http://makarov.com/graphics/Russian_military_Makarov_small.jpg]Makarov pistol, concealed[/url] and a [url=http://www.tomesknives.com/machete%20with%20sheath.jpg]machete with a leather sheath.[/url]

Personal Item(s): 
-His weapons
-Keyring with about 5 different bump keys.
-Bowie Knife w/ leather sheath
-Military grade backpack
-Two canteens with water
-Three Cans of Heinz Baked Beans
-Four grams of cocaine
-$400, all in twenty dollar bills
-Gauze roll

Bio: Sitting all day in a cubicle for some no-name company, Joseph's life wasn't the most interesting. Having grown up with 2 younger siblings, his dad a garbage man and his mom working as a nurse, it's no wonder he got stuck in such a dead end job. With no real friends, his only form of escapism was the internet and his imagination. During his free time, he spent every minute he could on the internet, looking up facts and techniques that he would never use in the future. All this simply as a form of escapism. Soon, his life took a turn for the worst, with his mother now diagnosed with cancer, his siblings tried to force him back home, but he didn't want to. Why should he waste his time when he could instead look up things on the internet, furthering his knowledge, cutting off his emotions to make room for more facts, more data. 

He changed. He turned into a calculation, heartless individual. Opportunistic to the core, he didn't care about the repercussions of his actions. What better time to have this revelation than on the verge of the zombie apocalypse. As soon as he heard the news, he was overjoyed, he immediately quit his job, now determined to get the edge over anyone else, now spending all his time preparing, calculating, how many people he could now fuck over when the police turned a blind eye. He started spying on his neighbors, then turned to stealing their stuff while they were gone. It didn't matter, these people probably weren't prepared well enough. Survival of the fittest is all that matters now. Natural selection, bitches.

Relationship Status: Single

Other: "They're coming to get you, Barbra"