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~Personal Info ~
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Designation: Adrienne Valentine Guerrero
Call Name: None Yet
Cycles past: 19
Sex: Male
It's in the blood: Mix of Celtic and Hispanic.
Height: 5'9
Weight: 180
Hair:
Color: It is black that glows copper in the right light.
Length: It is now grown out to his shoulders, as he had been anticipating several auditions which might have been his big break.
Eye Color: As an inheritance from his mother, Adrienne is the only child out of his two other siblings to have strikingly bright, hazel-green eyes.
Physic: While only eating out of vending machines in the store, he has grown lean and pale, though has a broad chest from training as an operatic singer. His irish-hispanic combinations have given him a hardy demeanor.
After the first wave of zombies hit black creek, Adrienne had been wearing his work uniform, though he now dawns a borrowed outfit from the store comprising of a brown leather jacket, a light blue t-shirt, some jeans and a new pair of sneakers.
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~Dig a bit Deeper~
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~Dig a bit Deeper~
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Occupation: Before the apocalypse he was a full time student at the University of Albany, and a part time cashier at Zenobia, the local Clothing/Outdoors Department store. Now after the apocalypse he is trying to collect as much food and supplies in order to go home miles away to find his family.
Loyalties: None Yet
I can't help it! While studying at the university, he had a big crush on his best friend, a trumpet player named Rachel. Though he doubted that she even saw him, he regretted not asking her out before the apocalypse.
It's fun:
☆ While in school he studied opera, though he hasn't sung since school, and is always quiet because of the walkers. He sometimes hums to himself when he finds it safe to do so.
☆ When he can't sleep in the store, he often arranges clothes on the mannequins for fun.
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Thanks much:
♡ Chocolates/ Treats.
♡ People with welcoming demeanors.
♡ (like/love)
♡ (like/love)
♡ (like/love)
No way:
☠ Pushy/Insensitive people.
☠ Walkers
☠ (dislike/hate)
☠ (dislike/hate)
☠ (dislike/hate)
What the hell:
× Having no where to hide.
× Proof that his family is dead.
× Turning.
Can't Change It:
He is immediately very loyal and loving to those that he meets, though has very good judgmental skills about people. He has been generally soft spoken ever since the epidemic though used to be loud and outgoing, and might be like that again when he meets people.
While still very kind, he has always been wise for his years though doesn't ever take charge, not really knowing how to.
History is set in stone:
While chasing after a big dream, Adrienne had goals of making it big as a classical singer. He had always sung since he was little, and even got a scholarship to the University of Albany. This dream though, constantly put him under pressure to find a better career ambition, even if he was amongst the best of the vocalists at UA. He lived on campus, and worked at a local Clothes and Home Goods Department store near the campus.
When the apocalypse broke out, Adrienne was at work as the only cashier closing the store. As it happened, he was busying about as usual, though one moment went from tiring cashier-work to watching a customer being eaten-alive.
As more of the dead came straggling in from the night, chaos ensued and Adrienne was soon ordered to hide, by his bosses which were already at the back of the store, trying to lead customers out the back exit. He of course opted for the "returns" closet, which was right behind him at the service desk. Here he propped the door shut with a small padded chair which he had returned earlier that day. Here in the closet he watched through the door vents as more customers and co-workers were running to the back exit. One by one they disappeared with the dead following them, and soon Adrienne was suddenly alone. As he tried to sit and collect his thoughts his phone started to vibrate with concerned texts and phone calls from his family, all of which ended in confirmations that everyone would meet together at his parent's house the next day.
When the morning came, Adrienne had found himself tucked away in a corner and fast asleep on a bed made of soft clothes that he must have piled up into a heap sometime during the night. When he removed the padded chair and crept out from the closet, the store was empty. He moved to run for his car, though suddenly saw that the the walkers that had plundered through the store the night before were now roaming the parking lot with full stomaches.
Quickly locking the glass doors, and checking every crook of the store, he boarded himself in, and went to call his parents. Here he only found that in his rush to barricade the store, he had received several broken texts from his dad before his service completely went out. Some read:
"-on't come back ho-"
"-e can't wait for yo-"
"-we're going t-".
In that same evening Adrienne noticed that the walkers were moving on, and that the parking lot was slowly becoming "lifeless". He made it to his car after several attempts and close calls due to a few straggling walkers.
While luck had apparently taken the herd in the opposite direction of his parent's house, he soon found that the road towards home was jammed with abandoned cars, and so he made his way back to the store.
He now plans to gather items from the store, the store's vending machines, and some items from the "Frontier Veterinarian Clinic", he plans to pack in his trunk and get out to find anyone his family, or anyone human.
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~Combat info~
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~Combat info~
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Main Weapon: Heavy chair leg, from the padded chair that he used to prop the door shut.
Secondary Weapons: Red Hilted Pocket Knife.
Strengths:
Mental: He can get past things or "shut down", if he needs to quickly overcome an emotional or mental situation.
Physical: His experience in high school swimming, along with his breath control from the vocal training make him an excellent swimmer. He was also required to learn ballet basics as a course class.
Weaknesses:
Mental: When he "shuts down", or gets past something, it is bottled, and will then resurface into a fit of rage and/or sobs.
Physical: Born with RAD, Reactive Airway Disease, a close illness to asthma, he does not have good stamina when it comes to quick sprints.
Combat style: While not very good at combat, he is very light on his feet from dancing, and is analytical when it comes to dispatching and problem solving, making him stealthy.
Supplies:
1. Store sad I will make a definite number when I add them to my pack and trunk.)
Clothes x? Belts x? Coats x? Mirrors x? Furniture x? Bags x? Shoes x2 (Two extra pairs of sneakers.) Cooler x2 (One medium, one large-picnic sized.) Canteens x3 Tent x1
2. Store Vending Machine: (I will reduce these numbers when I add some to my pack and trunk.)
Various Snack Sized Chips x50
Various Snack Sized Candies x50
Various Snack Sized Cookies x30
Various Snack Sized Granola Bars/Nuts x20
3. Store Soda Machine: (I will reduce these numbers when I add some to my pack and trunk)
Various Assortments of Sodas x50
Various Assortments of Iced Teas x30
Water Bottles x20
4. Drugstore Nextdoor:
(Not yet adventured to.) x?
5. Backpack:
(Not yet set-up.) x?
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~In addition~
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~In addition~
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Themes: Radioactive - Imagine Dragons
Vehicle: Scratched-up, White '93 Chevrolet Truck, with half a tank of gas.
Others: His family had moved on from the house, and were forced to leave Adrienne for dead, as they had seen a clip of the store surrounded with walkers on the news the night of the outbreak.
