NAME: Jon'Deaux "JD" Jones
AGE: 28
WEAPON(s): Tire Iron and a large chain with several padlocks on the end of it (for long distance head bashing)
BACKGROUND: JD is a mechanic and has been since the age of 10. Having never known his mother or father, he grew up in a run-down orphanage on the wrong side of town. I could go into all the ways life has screwed JD over, but really there's no need to. JD adopts an almost insane level optimism when it comes to any situation, and if you were to ask him about his past, he wouldn't talk about how hungry and cold and dirty he was all of the time, he would talk about Marlon.
Marlon was the hopeless lover of Ms. Patti, the orphanage owner. He would visit almost every day to bring the lady flowers, candies, toys - anything he could get his hands on to make her happy. He even brought her JD after finding the newborn baby wrapped in a dirty blanket and thrown in the dumpster next to his mechanic shop. Every day since that day, Marlon made it his sole responsibility to ensure that JD grew up to be an upstanding young man. Though never officially adopting the boy, he was the one who gave JD his name, and gave JD a home after he turned 18 and could no longer stay with Ms. Patti. Marlon also gave JD his job and was teaching the boy about cars and machinery as soon as he was old enough to hold a wrench.
JD's family - Marlon, Patti, all of the orphanage kids - is the only thing that means anything to him. He dedicated his life to giving back to his community, the people that raised him when no one would. After watching them all get torn apart by zombies during the onset of the apocalypse, he hasn't been the same. He was at the orphanage with Marlon when it happened, helping Patti feed the younger children. Even though he wasn't able to save everyone, he was able to escape and find refuge in the old car shop.
He's spent most of the apocalypse in Marlon's shop, isolated and growing crazier by the day, but recently he's run out of food and places to loot. With nowhere left to go, he sets sights towards the city. But JD is hardly the person he was before, who would be? These days, he's skittish and paranoid, more likely to run than fight, but not afraid - or unable - to stand his ground. He was gentle once, but the scar cleaving his face in two, straight down the middle of his left eye, is a reminder of why he no longer trusts others.