I'm a bit sad that this isn't casual, since I like making large posts. Then again, I've been looking for a RP like this forever. Let's hope my character idea fits in this band of teenagers gone wild. I'm hoping we stick to the horror realism theme in the games, as I personally do not like this band of teenager martial artist-esque band of superheroes (note; exaggeration) this seems to be, but I'll keep my hopes up.
Name: Thomas 'Tom' Culliver
Age: 53
Gender: Male
Appearance: Thomas is a rather intimidating white guy for being only 5'4, and has a slight limp while he's walking. He has a frown that will probably outlast him on this world and a hardly controlled beard of about an inch and a half, complemented by a receding hairline. He used to have dark brown hair but with the grey slowly settling in it's becoming more of a salt'n pepper colour. He lacks most of his right ear too, which makes him look pretty angry all the time.
Personality: He is a rough around the edges guy who has a very pragmatic mindset with a practical view on things. He solves everything with logics, but is as a result quite an unappeasing companion.
Special skills (if any): Thomas used to be a reenactor, the kind that used full armour to beat other reenactors to death at tournaments. He was a user of a shield and a falchion, which is a really mean sword that hits like an axe. He has great skill when it comes to close combat which does not adhere to any sort of martial art, but is much rather just a mix of inflicting all kinds of hurt which you don't want to imagine. His skills have waned over time, but to make a statement; despite how he looks, you'd easily underestimate him.
Weaknesses/conditions (if any): During his days as a reenactor he had a bad day more than once, receiving injuries that left countless scars, but nothing was as permament when an opponent had used a sharp poleaxe by accident that had been overseen during the weapon check. It was his luck that it got him bad in the back of his left knee, in the side not protecting by his poleyn, giving him a permanent limp eversince and ended his career as a reenactor.
Weapon: Due to the fact that he was 'ambushed' by the rising of the dead, he was not at home on top of his personal armoury of medieval armour and weapons. However, he found a hand-axe that suited his every need, be it nailing boards or breaking faces. He also realized the need to protect oneself and managed to get a hold of a nice snowboarding jacket before the situation became unbearable.
Other: He has a wife and kids, both of which died by his hands after they were bitten.