Daniel Green.

[Dan Green.]

My Character!

hello, my name is Daniel Green

gender: Male

age & birthday: 17, September 11th.

appearance: Daniel is about 6ft tall. He has styled, dark blue hair and brown eyes. He wears casual clothing, a white t-shirt under a black zipped down hoody, along with black combat pants. He also wears a pair of the most bad ass shades you have ever laid eyes upon.

personality: Dan is a fairly confident character. He has a decent aim when it comes to shooting and is fairly capable of handling basic firearms. He isn't somebody who is willing to take charge. He's a team player and will co-operate if told to do something, so long as it won't get him killed.
He's also fairly good at keeping a high moral within his companions.

history: Dan was conceived. He grew up. Zombie shit happened. Now he's here. Problem?

Blood Type B-

other: N/A

Infected Type N/A

sample:

Dan walked slowly through the alley. He aimed his torch around into the shadows, checking for any movement. Fortunately there was nothing. He had no idea how he got here, everything had gone to shit recently. But he didn't really care. This was probably the best thing he could have wished for. Being honest.. He was actually finding it fun. He continued through the darkness, aiming his gun around slowly, using the torch he had strapped to it to light up his surroundings. Everything seemed silent, but he knew that wouldn't last long. It never did, and to be honest, he hoped it wouldn't.
As he reached the end of the alley way, he took a sharp glance around the corner. Surely enough, they were there. Not a lot, thankfully, but enough to have a bit of fun. Fuck. He couldn't understand why he thought this situation was so fun. Was he sick in the head? Who gives a shit though.
Quickly rolling his shoulder off the wall, he raised his arm quickly and fired off four shots. He watched as two of the fuckers not far down the road dropped. He smirked as the remaining few turned around, and began their sprint.
Dan held his aim steady as they ran directly at him. He fired off a couple more shots, directly hitting two of the infected in the face. They dropped instantly as a spray of blood erupted from each of their faces. The remaining six continued their sprint.
As they neared, Dan fired almost blindly at them. Only one continued to run as Dan realised his gun needed reloading. Ammo was running thin, but in the end.. He didn't care. It wasn't exactly his intention to purge the world of this thing. He knew he was going to die eventually. As the remaining infected neared Dan, he threw his pistol down at the thing's leg. The force caused it to lose balance and fall to the floor. Dan ran forward, and with a swift kick, sent the thing's head rolling into the gutter. Laughing a little to himself, he reached down and picked up his pistol, reloading it as he stood in the open, bloodstained street.

[Benjamine]

Lol, lovin' him. Such a badass. Accepted!

[Olivia]

LOL, KAMINA
YOU KNOW SHIT IS REAL WHEN THERE'S A KAMINA FACE CLAIM

[Olivia]

DANIEL GREEN - MEMBER OF THE MONTH. EVERY MONTH.

[Benjamine]

LOL, Patty has been OWNED BY THE SHADES.

[Patty]

Pfft he can take Jasper's spot!