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 Posted: Mon May 21, 2007 7:53 pm
Day One: Hero's Emergence Username: Ryuk Kyuusai.
Character Name: Kale Matthews.
Age: Sixteen.
Appearance: Face.
Kale stands five feet, ten inches tall and weighs one hundred and thirty pounds. He has a slim muscular build and lightly tanned skin. He has hazel colored eyes with gold rings around each iris. His hair is dark blond. Being gelled forward and spiked up at the front.
Clothing: Clothing.
Kale only has one set of clothes, which is kind of obvious since he has no home. His shirt is a short sleeved collared shirt. It has grey and brown stripes running horizontal down it. He also wears a long sleeved white shirt under it. His pants are brown with darker brown and black stripes cutting across it both vertically and horizontally. He has a brown belt, which takes up all but one of the belt loops. He also has brown steel toed combat boots and white socks that go up a few inches past the ankle. He also carries a long black Katana in the empty belt loop. The sheathe fitting perfectly into it.
Skills: Kale took several years of Kempo and Kendo, as well as Jujitsu. He is quite skilled at all these martial arts, but his best is Kendo, with any type of blade.
Personality: Kale is cocky, arrogant, and brave. He has a slight temper, but is usually collected. He is also relaxed, has a good sense of humor, and uses sarcasm every once in a while. He does have a serious side, though he doesn't usually show it.
Background Information: Kale was born in North Carolina, having a seemingly normal life. He took interest in martial arts when he was only six, so his parents signed him up in hope of getting rid of some of his extra energy. He was nine when he became a Junior Kendo Instructor, only two years after he took the class. He then took Kempo at twelve and finished the lessons at thirteen. And at fifteen finished Jujitsu. He always practiced these arts, increasing his prowess. He had also graduated High School at the top of his class, a year younger that the others in his grade. It was then that the Outbreak occurred. Both his parents had been infected only a few days later. He ran away from his home, heading north. On his way he found a weapon shop. It was there he found his black Katana, Kusetsu. He then kept going, reaching Virginia a few months later. That's where this story ends, and the new one begins.
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Posted: Tue May 22, 2007 8:52 am
Day Two: The Infection
Kale had just gotten home from school. It was actually the graduation party for High School, since he had graduated two days ago. It was around six in the evening and the sun was still going to be up for a few hours. He threw his backpack on the ground and hopped onto his bed. He pulled his iPod out of his pocket it and stuck the headphones into his ears as he lay on his back on the bed, looking at the white ceiling. He effortlessly moved his finger around, changing songs. He stopped on 'Me Against the World' by Simple Plan, nodding his head slightly to the beat. He laid on his bed for a few minutes, thinking about where he would go to College. He closed his eyes and fell asleep. He woke up an hour later, his iPod dead and the house silent. He sat up, taking the headphones out of his ears, and got off the bed. He thought it was odd that no one was home, since his mother and father had been when he had gotten home.
"Mom? ... Dad?" He called out.
But he didn't get an answer.
"Maybe they went out to get something..." He said.
He took a step out of his room, looking into the hallway. Something didn't seem right. Like something bad had either happened, or was about to. He heard shufling downstairs and slowly made his way to the stairs. He called out, but there was no answer. So he walekd down the stairs and stopped at the bottom, where he knew something was wrong. The door had been ripped off the hinges, the windows broken, and the floor covered in blood.
"What the hell?" He asked himself, bending down to examine the blood.
He heard the noise again and spun around, facing his parents and about thirty other people. But some were missing limbs, or bleeding, but all were pale, even his parents. He took a step back, but bumped into another one. He jumped to the side and ran halfway up the stairs. He looked back down and saw even more flooding into the house, moaning and gurggling, walking towards Kale. He ran up the stairs and took a left, but ran into an empty hallway with a window at the end. He turned around to run into his room, but his exit was blocked by the horde. He gulped and took a step back. At the front of the group was his parents. Their lifeless eyes staring at him, the intention of killing him easily seen.
"Damn it. I'm going to hate this." He said.
He spun around and ran toward the window. He jumped into the air and curled into a ball, crashing through the window and fell towards the earth. Luckily he had a trampoline and it was on this side of the house. He hit the trampoline and bounced into some bushes. He slowly stumbled up and looked at the rest of the neighborhood. The undead were chasing other people, and some houses were on fire. He swore under his breath and asked himself what was going on. He knew something bad was happening and he knew he had to find some other survivors. So he ran out of the neighborhood and kept running, hoping he would find someone who could help.
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Posted: Tue May 22, 2007 5:01 pm
Day Three: Unusual Circumstances
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