Hey, humans and soon to be zombies, below is a series of officer dossiers. These fine individuals will be leading your groups at tomorrows All-Star Game! Better cross your fingers and hope you get placed in your favorite leaders group! DOSSIER: Colin Danger Tralidas Occupation: Survivalist Since the beginning of the apocalypse, Danger (he likes to go by his middle name) has been roughing it in the woods away from the zombie threat. He is a master of the woods and is determined to outlast the undead menace. Knowing that most of the remainder of humanity has no idea how to handle themselves in the woods, Danger has been trying to teach everyone he meets the valuable skills of survival. A few days ago, while messing with a HAM radio he salvaged, he heard the mysterious invitation from Dr. Blankekov. Camping is fine most of the time, but a warm dry place to sleep for the winter would be ideal. Danger has eagerly come out of the mountains for the opportunity to restock on supplies and meet new people. While he is generally an easy going guy, Danger doesnt tolerate stupidity. If he is in charge of a group and idiocy is afoot, he will be sure to put an end to it. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------- DOSSIER: Rev. Chris T. Davenport Occupation: Former Minister at Our Lady of Perpetual Confrontation Surviving the zombie hordes can be a death sentence, but with God on your side “divine intervention” and “dart stunning a zombie” are synonymous. Previously being a Minister, Reverend Davenport previously helped his congregation survived the horde until the communion wine was tainted by the zombies. Reverend Davenport had no choice but to stun his flock, and head out into the world. A holy man may not be suited for this world, but a holy man with a blaster can strike the fear of God into even the coldest of the “Zinners” as he has come to call them. He helps all he can, and has learned much from others along his travels. He heard that Kutztown University had some souls who were searching for comfort, so he has come to praise God and pass the ammo. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------- DOSSIER: Vincent L. Book Occupation: Former Director of Project Greenlight After Project Greenlight (a clandestine organization brought together to create an anti-Zombie supersoldier) failed when the Horde overran Nevada, Director Book made his way across the country to help with the Zombie incursion at humanity’s last hope, Kutztown University. After spending so many years in the military industrial complex, Book is no stranger to blasters and blasting, and he thoroughly enjoys meting out corporate and corporeal punishment to those who have fallen to the plague. With his level head and soft-spoken accent, he is more than capable of leading the ragged survivors to defend the bastion. Director Book has always felt that humanity’s greatest attribute has always been their ability to survive, and to that end there can be no half-measures. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------- DOSSIER: “Junior” Occupation: Red-blooded American Dossier: A native of the area, “Junior” (who refused to give a first or last name due to a long history of refusal to pay his taxes) was a logical fit for leading survivors in the apocalypse. He is a committee member in the Kutztown chapter of the National Blaster Association and he lets everyone know it with his bumper stickers. He chops firewood and hunts liberals with his trusty Rapidstrike in his free time. All the love and care his blaster receives translates to hatred toward the gubment and complete disregard for human life. He claims a history of military service, and while no records of such service exist, the humans believe him out of necessity. Like all good men (in his opinion), he is authoritative and he lets his presence be known amongst his peers. He prides himself on hitting harder, yelling more loudly, and absorbing more punishment than the next toughest guy. Insubordination, in his words, “calls for an ass whoopin’.” Junior’s combat style is one of boldness and irresponsibility. He easily grows triggerhappy and prefers to take the fight to the opposition. While he acknowledges the advantages of stealth, he often overstays his welcome in the fray and forgets about everyone but himself and the zombie in his crosshairs. His tactics may confuse and disrupt his foes, but they are prone to resulting in pyrrhic victories, if not total annihilation of friend and foe alike. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------- DOSSIER: M “M” was found on the streets as a small girl. No sort of name has been able to be recovered. She is largely mute except for a constant murmuring to herself with random outbursts targeted to those around her. “M” has been under our care for approximately 15 years with no signs of progress. When in the company of others, she becomes very possessive of her “baby” (a Nerf blaster we have been unable to confiscate. DO NOT touch under any circumstances, patient will become hostile.) She seems to have a complete disregard for others unless specifically given instruction otherwise. She seems very intelligent though occasionally she loses semblance of where she is and needs to be reminded of the task at hand. We have been unable to get to her through any means utilized. The blaster seems key to unlocking her mind. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------- DOSSIER: Willow Occupation: Goth Willow is used to living under the radar and being quiet so it was easy for her to sneak from house to house without being detected by zombies. As she was going from place to place, she came across Kutztown University and found other people staying there. She could have kept on going, but she decided to stay. Though she would be fine with living on her own, she thought it would be nice to actually watch, observe, and be around people again. She had plenty of time to think along the way and so she did. She keeps a notebook of dark poems she wrote on her long journey to Kutztown. Heres one example: I walk the face of earth once more, a mindless puppet, my strings are torn. The creaky bones, the bad eyesight, yet the chance to turn wrong to right. Wars-a-waging, old mans guilt, the worlds now on more then just a tilt. Parents weeping, children slain, bloody thoughts, fear will reign. I look in the shadows, a creature did lurk, he whispered to me, hiding a smirk. Thou shalt be killed if thee cant find, the demon lurking in thou mind. So off I ventured, to quench my thirst, of corpses piled with hearts-a-burst. And on that quest what did I see? The wicked path of destiny Underneath all of the black is a mysterious girl that likes to keep to herself. But when the time comes, she will step up and lead everyone, because she has found the demon lurking in thou mind. Shes intelligent and seems to be one step ahead of humans and zombies alike. She will fight when necessary but prefers to take the flight approach. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------- DOSSIER: Bo Miller Occupation: Former football player, gym rat and occasionally a student (only on test days) A former football player here at Kutztown University, Bo got kicked off the team because of his my way no highway mentality. He is a jock in every sense of the word. Nerds are losers, emos and goths are losers, anyone that isn’t him is a loser and he lets them know about it. In his free time you can see Bo in the gym all day every day or picking on someone that isn’t as athletic or strong as him. His grades aren’t the best but oh well sports and fitness is life. Even though he isn’t on the team anymore he still believes he will make it into the NFL preferably as a linebacker but he will take defensive end as well. When the zombie apocalypse came to Kutztown, Bo went into the zone. All of his training, and athleticism went into high gear. No one can get him, no one can out run him, and no one can out muscle him. He and his trusty Maverick and Revonix will ruin any zombie’s day. Bo believes he is Rambo out there. Other humans call him risky while others call him a super being which just inflates his ego even more. Bo does not care about other human’s ideas, feelings or words. It is all about Bo and Bo knows best. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------- DOSSIER: Dr. Vladimir Blankekov [Redacted] --------------------------------------------------------------------------------- DOSSIER: [Redacted] [Redacted] --------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Hyped for the game yet?
Posted on: Fri, 14 Nov 2014 21:19:26 +0000
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