My character name: David Grant Character ID number: 113 Link to your character's survival stats (minis) profile:David GrantView Faction: Apartments Rank: Squatter ("Right, Freddo isn't here to pay the rent-- aw, now I just made myself sad.")
Posted: Wed Sep 16, 2015 10:02 pm
Character Name: David Grant (Ring name: THE SILVER SASQUATCH) Age: 60 Gender: M Employment: Wrestling coach/Retired professional wrestler (he was a heel, of course) Faction: District 3 (Apartments) Character description:
Given his line of work, David is massive. You could even call him a big buff spicy grandpa, a 6'5" wall of muscle wrapped in tacky Hawaiian print fabric. His favorite color is orange. He wears square-rimmed glasses and has a neatly trimmed beard. Everything about him is an affront to human decency. He is the walking definition of loud and obnoxious.
- Very self-centered and manipulative and will willingly throw others under the bus if he knows it'll ensure his own survival. While this could work to his advantage, he won't easily keep friends and allies once people catch on to him. - He has a bad neck from an old injury sustained in his old line of work, which forced him into early retirement from wrestling. He can't turn his head very well. - Being a former wrestler, he is super into drugs and is probably high like 80% of the time. He's not gonna be a happy camper when he runs out. - He is a fashion disaster. + He is a former professional wrestler and will not hesitate to use unconventional weapons against the zombies, from the more traditional folded metal chairs and ladders to street lamps or even the zombies themselves -- if it's not bolted down, he'll pick it up, and if it is, he'll rip it out of the ground and swing it anyway. + Also, because he is a former wrestler, he is freakishly agile and knows how to use an environment to his advantage. Ever seen a brick wall bounce off the ropes and pirouette into another person? Wrestling. + He's good at masking his fear and pain, considering that's how he succeeded at his job in the past. Never let the opponent know you're hurting. + him big
DAY ZERO ENTRY PROMPT:
One of Grant's favorite things to do this time of night was load up the bong and watch wrestling -- seeing how his old colleagues are doing, and checking out the new talent in the ring from his comfy spot on the couch while wearing the ugliest sweater imaginable. Things were starting to get good -- here he was, good and ripped and watching the most hyped up match of the week between up-and-coming newcomer Super Skunk versus an old buddy of his, Triple G, and it was looking to be a fantastic match.
That is, if the power didn't go out right as Skunk was getting swung into a pole.
"Are you ********' kidding me?!" Exhaling through his nose in frustration, Grant sets down the bong and makes an irritated growl in his throat as he runs his hand down his face. The timing of this couldn't be any worse, honestly and he wondered if the power was out at the university too, and if he'd be getting a call soon from his husband.
He reaches for the phone laying next to the remote. No signal. That's just great, isn't it? At least he can use it as a makeshift source of light until he can find a proper flashlight, or at least have ample distraction playing Cookie Crush until Frederich got home.
Of course, he'd eventually figure out that the outage wasn't just contained to his home by the sheer lack of street lights or the fact that none of the neighbors had light coming out of their windows, but he's not terribly concerned with them right now.
He's startled by pounding on the front door not long after the lights had gone out, rising from the couch and making his way across the living room to see who it was -- maybe it was Fred, or maybe it was a neighbor, but there was something unnatural about the noise; it sounded more like whoever it was on the other side of the door was bumping into it than actually knocking. Grant had seen enough cheap horror movies for this to raise the hairs on the back of his neck, and as expected, it's too dark to look out through the peephole and see who it is.
"...Freddo?"
Gurgling and shuffling comes from the other side, and more pounding. Grant purses his lips and turns the lock, pulling the door chain on. "Nnnnnope, not answering that. Nuh-uh. Couldn't pay me."
David Grant may have been dropped on the head numerous times in his career, but he's not stupid. He's also seen enough movies to know that the undead aren't going to be terribly impeded by little things like doors. Good thing he knows how to piledrive.
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[spoiler][quote="OOC"] [b][ Infection Rate ][/b]: 40/100 [b]Character's name:[/b] David Grant [b]Character's faction:[/b] Apartments [b]Character's journal link:[/b] [url=http://www.gaiaonline.com/guilds/viewtopic.php?page=1&t=24794549]woop[/url] [b]Character's survival stats: [/b] [b]David Grant[/b] [url=http://www.thesporkedken.com/adopt/dayzerouser.php?act=profile&user=113]View[/url] [b]BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER[/b] David is massive. You could even call him a big buff spicy grandpa, a 6'5" wall of muscle wrapped in tacky Hawaiian print fabric. His favorite color is orange. He wears square-rimmed glasses and has a neatly trimmed beard. Everything about him is an affront to human decency. He is the walking definition of loud and obnoxious. [url=https://gyazo.com/266e4cbd76e8afe5c561314ead013b76]sketch[/url] [/quote] [/spoiler]
Rescuer's name: The Embalmer Rescuer's faction: Reaper (Necromancer) (Amityville Academy student) Victim's journal link:yum_pizza Victim's survival stats: David GrantView BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER The Embalmer is a tall, burly fellow of few words. He wears a wide-brimmed leather hat, a black trenchcoat with its arms ripped off, fingerless gloves, heavy leather boots, and black pants. He has long, grizzled brown hair and smudged black eyeliner. His Reaper weapon of choice is a steel chair. Wrestling fans may realize he looks familiar.
[quote="OOC"] [b]Rescuer's name:[/b] The Embalmer [b]Rescuer's faction:[/b] Reaper (Necromancer) (Amityville Academy student) [b]Victim's journal link:[/b] [url=http://www.gaiaonline.com/guilds/viewtopic.php?page=1&t=24794549]:pizza:[/url] [b]Victim's survival stats: [/b] [b]David Grant[/b] [url=http://www.thesporkedken.com/adopt/dayzerouser.php?act=profile&user=113]View[/url] [b]BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER[/b] The Embalmer is a tall, burly fellow of few words. He wears a wide-brimmed leather hat, a black trenchcoat with its arms ripped off, fingerless gloves, heavy leather boots, and black pants. He has long, grizzled brown hair and smudged black eyeliner. His Reaper weapon of choice is a steel chair. Wrestling fans may realize he looks familiar. [/quote]
