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Name: Plague
Age: 28
Zombie age: 5
Type: Venom
Bio: Plague was part of a mercenary group that accepted a contract to go in and exterminate the outbreak of zombies. As time went on it became clear they, and the other soldiers, were fighting an endless battle. Cut off from communication with the base that dispatched them, his team and the military units with them had no knowledge of the wall that would ultimately seal their fate. Gradually, their numbers wore thin. Their ammo reserves drained. He had seen his whole crew, his brothers, die or turn into the creatures and had to put them down himself. He and the last of the soldiers came under a massive assault. Surrounded by a horde of zombies, including the some of the new mutations. In the attack, he used his last grenade to kill a venom. However, the explosion sent pieces of the slime-like creature onto his skin and a few in his mouth. In the same fight he was bitten. Through nothing short of a miracle he outlasted them, or so he thought. Plague's body began to die and as it did, it melted. All he could do was collapse to the ground and wait for the end. He transformed into a venom. The mass of slime he had became awakened and started hunting. Eventually he began to think. Few subtle flashes of his past life returned but leaving only questions. Now he hunts the mindless infected and humans alike. Any zombie that shows him intelligence he will usually recognize as an equal, unless they give him reason not to, or he'll simply ignore them. There are times he helps others hunt, or find their way to safe area's for those that regained conscious thought. If it's clear they can't last on their own.
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