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Rambly~why do I exist~’s comments from the Zombie Apocalypse Rp (Resident Evil) group.

"Stay Silent." Marcus Whispered

The umbrella corporation Foot soldiers walked by the both

"Get Down!" Marcus said hiding around a corner.

Marcus saw Umbrella and ran toward Steve, "Get down!" He said to Steve

Alice drove away

Marcus saw Steve, "Damn I guess I have to help." He said to himself.

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Marcus was walking along the roads killing as he went

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Alice led Alex and Shay to a Truck. "Get In!"

Alex got in the back.

Name: Marcus "Hawk" Reynolds


Age: 34


Gender: Male


Date of Birth: April 12, 1989


Job: Former soldier (U.S. Army Ranger), now a Survivor in the zombie apocalypse


Appearance:
Marcus stands at 6'2" with a muscular build, a testament to his military training. He has short-cropped dark brown hair, often styled in a practical, no-nonsense manner. His eyes are a piercing green, reflecting both intelligence and a hardened resolve. He has a strong jawline with a light stubble, giving him a rugged appearance. His nose is straight but slightly crooked from an old injury, and his lips are thin, often pressed into a line of concentration. He typically wears a dark tactical vest over a faded olive drab t-shirt, cargo pants, and sturdy combat boots. His attire is functional, equipped with various pockets for survival gear and weapons.


Personality:
Marcus is pragmatic and resourceful, often taking charge in crisis situations due to his military background. He carries a serious demeanor but has a dry sense of humor that surfaces in light moments. He is fiercely protective of those he considers friends and has a strong moral compass, often struggling with the harsh realities of survival versus his principles. Despite his tough exterior, he has a compassionate side, particularly towards the weak or vulnerable.


Strengths:


Highly trained in combat and survival tactics
Excellent strategist, capable of quick decision-making under pressure
Strong leadership skills, able to inspire others
Physically fit and adept at navigating difficult terrains

Weaknesses:


Haunted by past traumas from the battlefield, leading to occasional flashbacks
Difficulty trusting others, making it hard to form close relationships
Can be overly critical of himself and others, leading to tension in groups

Faults:


Stubbornness often leads him to take unnecessary risks
Tends to bottle up emotions, which can result in outbursts
His protective nature can become possessive, alienating allies

Abilities:


Expert marksmanship with various firearms
Skilled in hand-to-hand combat
Proficient in first aid and basic medical procedures
Capable of setting traps and surviving off the land

Backstory:
Marcus grew up in a small town in the Midwest, where he developed a strong sense of duty and responsibility. After enlisting in the Army, he became an Army Ranger, serving multiple tours overseas. After returning home, he struggled to adjust to civilian life, feeling a sense of disconnect from those who hadn't experienced the horrors of war. When the zombie apocalypse began, he was initially caught off guard, but his military training kicked in, allowing him to survive and adapt. He quickly became a leader among other survivors, using his skills to protect and guide them through the dangers of this new world, all while grappling with the ghosts of his past.


Quirks:


Has a habit of cleaning and maintaining his weapons obsessively, seeing it as a form of therapy
Often talks to himself when alone, strategizing or processing his thoughts
Collects small mementos from fallen comrades, keeping them in a small pouch as a way to honor their memory.

Approved!

Alice ran out. "I found a vehicle. Follow me."

Alex had some bruises and was sweating profusely. "Shay get out of here." He said Quickly as a horde stumbled out of the Alleyway. "We can't kill them all."

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Alex had four around him and he was out of ammo so he slashed at them.

Alex smiled and took on five easily.

He opened the door and the undead Spilled out.

Alice left and fled down the street.

Alex waited for Shay to be ready he was about to open the door.

Alice nodded, "Be careful."
Alex smiled, "Aren't I always?"