Name: Issac Stewart (Prefers to go by Stewart)
Age: 22
Sex: Male
Picture/description: Stewart is a young black male, with normal features and standing at approximately five foot eight. His eyes are naturally black, with well-hidden marks of sleep deprivation under them due to his lack of sleep, skin color, and the thin rimmed glasses he's never seen without. Stewart's hair is a short, black and surprisingly well kept afro. Besides the bags underneath his eyes, Stewart lacks any other discriminating features besides a small scar on the right side of his neck. His body, quite normal to be honest. Stewart isn't overly muscular, nor is he thin as a piece of paper.
Personality: Stewart is a pessimistic and very cynical person. Most of the time, he will say whatever's on his mind and won't care if he hurts the feelings or anger those around him, which did not help him during his time as a male nurse. This only aids his personality as a "realist". If things look dire, Stewart will most likely be the first to admit defeat and vice versa if the situation is in a relatively good shape. Adding more onto Stewart's overly negative attitude towards most things, he'd most likely sell out his friends if it meant prolonging his own survival for just a few hours, hell, even a couple minutes. As things are now, it's all about survival.
Biography: (To be filled out.)
Foils: Stewart has been an insomniac ever since his eighteenth birthday. Along side this, Stewart suffers from vertigo, a fear of heights, and ironically hemophobia. From time to time, he has been known to smoke a cigarette, but since the entire worlds been reduced to a hellhole, he's been smoking more frequently and painstakingly rationing his precious cigarettes.
Starting/Primary Weapon: N/A
Fixed it, but still kept it brief.