Zack-besides being tortured all my life attacked by my parents but they did care me and actually were my only friends which i killed-
"I had to kill my own parents last year when the virus came out… first time I've ever shot a gun." I say bitterly, and pause, narrowing my eyes. "Don't tell anyone." I say sharply, pinning him to the wall. "Or you'll regret it."
Zack-chuckles- Easy way to escape... -in matter of second i knock your hand move out and grab and put it behind your back pinnin you against the walll- Your not the only one the learned some tricks in the past.....
(Mind if I apply? Kris "Fenrir" Wolf Age: 16 Personality: Unsure, a bit lost, but strong and determined in his goal. Abilities/skills: Is very creative by using things in new ways, like using a fire extinguisher to slow down large groups of zombies at once. Also a strong hand-to-hand/melee weapon fighter. Extra: Was visiting an aunt alone during the outbreak, and after the aunt died he left to try to find his family, but found the house deserted, empty, and bloody. He has a custom gauntlet and a special pistol which he uses only in extremely tight situations. He often picks up other items to use as potential weapons.... Too much..? )
Zack-smirks- Dont mess with the pro -i let you go and i stand there just lookin at you and finally i say- You will survive for at least an year i guess
(Awesome, thanks!) Fenrir: *Growls at a zombie as it lumbers towards him, and claws it with his gauntlet*
Zack-first im the guy tht stop your attack and then im the guy tht survived my whole life without a scratch anything else?