Name: Jim Grady
Nickname: Demondealer
Build: Average-
Stats:
Rank 2
Strength:4
Speed: 4
Dexterity:3
Stamina:3
Intelligence: 4
Charisma:4
Personality: Power hungry. Smart and charming, good at making deals. A bit agnorant.
Looks: Handsome with a pointed chin and slight beard. He has silver eyes and black hair.
Age: 25
Items:
Backpack
Machine gun, 10 stink bombs, pocket knife, 5 Molotov cocktails and lot of containers of TB. Motorcycle. Flamethrower.
Abilities: Genetics Level: 3
Setting History: “The plague has hit. The government’s dead, zombies everywhere. I don’t know who did it. But if the zombies die, I’ll take over the world myself. If they don’t, well, I’ll kill myself before being turned. Yes, I’m not crazy. I have enough weapons to kill a lot of those disgusting zombies and then I’ll control the rest of the humans with some other deadly disease: TB. That’s inhumane, you say. F humane. As far as I’m concerned, you can send humane to hell. I’m at a building I was left at and faked dead to escape the zombies. I grabbed some crap and now I’m fighting.”
History: Jim was a CEO of a big company. Jim was known for being power hungry and extremely ruthless. His company owned near half the world and he was interested in taking over the world. He found some TB bacteria and made himself immune to it. His cmpetiers were known to start coming down with it. Then the Virus hit and all his employees started dying or being transformed. They cornered him in his office and he killed some of them and to survive he faked dead and lay under a desk. After a few hours he came out, grabbed some crap and started fighting.