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 Posted: Wed Sep 16, 2015 7:08 pm
 [ DAY ZERO JOURNAL LOG ENTRY ] Charles "Charlie" Miller Character ID number: ???? Link to your character's survival stats (minis) profile: TBE Faction: University Rank: Mascot (Faction Lead)
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Posted: Wed Sep 16, 2015 7:09 pm
 Character Name: Charlies "Charlie" Miller
Age: 19
Gender: Male
Faction: 1 - University (MASCOT)
Weapon: Hockey Stick with a Sharpened end - calls it his scythe (2d10-6, 100HP)
Degree: Studying Sports Medicine
About:
Athlete- Being a mascot sort of requires this, doesn't it? You need to be in shape to be able to carry around that heavy arse thing and somehow still manage to bounce around inside it.
Intelligent- You might think the person behind the mask isn't that smart, being lobbed into the mascot role and all. Not to mention the fact he is actually athletic, being as In fact he gained entrance to the University on scholarships. He doesn't exactly advertise said intelligence, keeping it to himself unless he feels the need to speak up.
Cranky- Deep at his roots, Charlie is a cranky little SOB. He would much rather be quiet or criticize your work for not being good enough. He will point out your flaws, and not always tell you about them. Incredibly personal he is not the friendliest person to be around. You better pull your own dang weight.
Other side- It's a good thing being inside the mascots requires quiet. Secretly disliking his 'job' as a mascot, he sure as hell can pretend to be farting rainbows while inside of it. He isn't one to do things halfassed, he was given this job and he will damn sure be certain he does it well.
Appearance:
5'11" tall. Messy, Short Chestnut brown hair, Green eyes, pale skin. Wears a mash up of clothing. Being the once-mascot he decided was something he needed to show others, so he can be seen wearing This hoodie
THEN & NOW:
Charlie decided he wanted to try out for one of the sports teams at the university. He felt his addition would help whatever team needed it. Seeing sign ups he gladly made his way towards them (not bothering to read the tiny text), only to be the only one to show up? Curious about this, he didn't exactly question it and took the job. That was, until game time rolled around and he found his 'uniform'. Not being one to let anyone down, he took his job as the Mascot seriously.
Even now Charlie seriously hates that smelly old costume, but not as much as the fact he hates all these zombies wrecking everything. Why did he come to this school and work so hard to get those scholarships only to be eaten in a zombie apoc anyways?
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