Tony The Shoes

I'm not really that upset about the Mendez-Esmund situation, I'm never the one to bring it up. Plus, I don't feel like being a police officer should warrant any specific type of personality. I feel as if I should be able to dictate the way my own characters feel, as well as everybody else. If anybody dislikes David, and that's the decision they make for their character, then I'm completely fine with that. So, if David doesn't like somebody, I don't feel like I should be punished or scolded for it. But, you have the authority here, so do what you feel needs to be done. I haven't really been active recently anyways, and I haven't had any desire to get back on, so I don't think you'll have to worry about me that much. I apologize if it seems as if I'm trying to stir trouble, because that is not my intention. I'm not going to be on anytime soon, maybe not at all, I've recently found different things to do with my time than be on the server. That's not an insult to the server, of course.

I didn't mean to offend you, I can change it if you feel that is the appropriate action. I would say, that at the end of the day, this is all fictional and shouldn't be taken too heavily. But, like I said, say the word and I'll tweak it to your liking.

[align=center]David Loki[/align] [align=center]Height: 6'0[/align] [align=center]Age: 30[/align] [align=center]Sex: Male[/align] [align=center]Occupation: Detective[/align] [align=center]Blemishes/Scars: Right forearm is badly burned[/align] [align=center][/align] [align=center]Relations[/align] [align=center]Key[/align] [align=center]| Loves | Best Friend | Friend | Dislikes | Hates[/align] [align=center]Miles Winters[/align] [align=center]You seem to be very conflicted and I couldn't understand more, but I know that you're a good man. I'll certainly continue trying to help you out as a friend.[/align] [align=center]Annabelle Clyde[/align] [align=center]I'm always checking up on you to see how you're doing, it is very important to me. You were one of the first people to give me the time of day upon my arrival, and you continue to do so.[/align] [align=center]Wade Huntley[/align] [align=center]You and Chloe were very quick to volunteer in helping me search the tunnels when we were at the cornfields. I thought I was the only one who would do that, but you prove to me very often that you have what it takes to make the world better, so thank you.[/align] [align=center]Chloe Chance[/align] [align=center]You, much like your counterpart Wade, are always kind to me and grant me a lot of privileges. You offer me drinks in your bar, a lot of the time for nothing in exchange, even though I always give you something. I wouldn't make it a tradition to give you and Wade something every time I see you if I didn't think you deserved it.[/align] [align=center]Hannah Farr[/align] [align=center]Just like a lot of the other people around here, you're quite condescending and quite frankly you're an obstacle for me to speak with Anna. I came to you with concerns and you threw them aside as if they were stupid, how surprising that a pretty face is exactly like the rest of the fuckheads. I'll still pretend to like you, though, like I do everyday. Fuck you.[/align] [align=center]Alexandria Brooks[/align] [align=center]I would have to give Hannah credit for being somewhat modest with being a bitch, but you don't hold back. Just a young woman who found herself on the powerful side. Fuck you too, bitch.[/align] [align=center]Kyle O'Malley[/align] [align=center]Some fuckhead who probably had money before all of this. We get it, everything goes your way, I'm very happy for you. I'd say out of all the alpha males lurking around you're one of the top. I pretend to like a lot of the people around, but I just ignore you; I'm sure you hate me.[/align] [align=center]Backston Dewar[/align] [align=center]You make decisions that are none of my business, I'm sure I would disagree with a majority of them, but you took care of me after I was burned by that flamer. You've been someone I feel like I can go to every now and then, and I am quite concerned with how you're holding up, sometimes it's hard to tell if you're good or not.[/align] [align=center]Richard Bronoca[/align] [align=center]You are the first person I've seen actively being shunned and mistreated by the group as a whole. You told me about your situation with the food, and I felt for you. You're young and you want to help people, and I couldn't respect you more for it. I'm hoping that your circumstances don't turn you into something bad.[/align] [align=center]Luke Schrock[/align] [align=center]I've never met you, but I do know you're with Alexandria. I also know you were in law enforcement. If you're with Alexandria and had training I'm going to assume you're like a less intense Kyle. But, who knows, maybe you're worse. It wouldn't surprise me.[/align]

Not trying to pester anybody or rush decisions, but any feedback is well appreciated.

Steam Name: Tony The Shoes Mcgoose Steam ID: 76561198101518744/ Steam Profile Link: http://steamcommunity.com/profiles/76561198101518744/ Rp Experience: Staff Manager on Argon, years of experience on different HL2RP servers How did you stumble upon our server?: I was introduced to Zero Hour by some of my old friends who I used to role-play with on HL2RP. Some of the people who introduced me are Lucy, Nigel, and Conald. Character Name: Esmund Treaty Character Sex: Male Character Age: 30 Occupation (Current or Before): Law Enforcement, small town detective Character Equipment: Standard clothing (Black long sleeve shirt, dark trousers, standard black police boots, Long Raincoat), kevlar vest, hip holster, and a standard Glock 22 Moral Alignment: Lawful Good Strengths: Police Training, Deductive Skills, Able to lead and take action Weaknesses: Blindly willing to help people, overwhelming curiosity, difficulty with adjusting [align=center]Esmund's Background[/align] Esmund Treaty was born to a normal family in Conyers, Georgia but was shortly cast out by his parents for reasons unknown to him and his older brother Mendez. From the time Esmund was 5 years old he grew up in an adoptive boy's home, essentially cut out from the outside world and stuck with the friends and acquaintances he made during his time as an orphan. Esmund, as everybody else who was in the home with him, found himself in a group of misfit kids who were also cast out from their original home for different reasons. As he went further down the line in age with the other orphans, he adopted a quiet and reserved demeanor and had trouble finding fulfillment, feeling as if he were in his own prison. As soon as Esmund turned eighteen, he spoke with some of the counselors that occupied the orphanage he stayed in and negotiated a way for him to go into police academy. After long and boring discussions about how he can acquire certain loans and scholarships to enter, he finally found himself free of the orphanage and into the world. As he went through police academy he made more friends and stuck close to them throughout his time in various classes and training drills. Esmund had no trouble with his P.T tests and was known in his class as someone who doesn't speak much, but is always observing and trying to gather as much useful information as he can. So, it was no surprise to his instructors and classmates that he passed his finals and set out to become a police officer in his small town. Esmund worked as an extremely prolific police officer and tried extremely hard to help other people and live by the oaths he took when he was sworn in as a police officer. Esmund still had difficulties figuring out how he could find fulfillment, because not much went on for normal, grounded police officers in the small town of Conyers. He found himself doing mundane tasks as an officer, tickets, drunk arrests, domestic disputes, etc. Although Esmund started to lead a boring life, the police chief at the PD that Esmund worked for had plenty of time to look into his officers, due to how small the police force was. A couple of old detectives had just retired their badges when Esmund's boss, the chief of police, called him in for a conversation about his future and how he could further his own life and the department. So, around this time Esmund was 27 years old and had some experience under his belt, as much experience as a small time police officer can have. The chief of police made it clear to Esmund that he was offering this job to him first because of his dedication to helping other people on the job as well as his keen awareness in investigations. Esmund was offered to be a detective, and wasted no time taking the job, thinking that being a detective might offer some sort of fulfillment. Soon after becoming a detective and working on various cases, Esmund learned that the detectives had to deal with more difficult and thought-provoking investigations. Throughout the three years that Esmund was able to use his deduction skills to be a detective, he worked on a number of missing child cases as well as other assorted crimes such as robbery and assault. However, Esmund noticed that he had a large influx of cases for missing children assigned to him, and was surprised by the amount of those types of cases he had to work on in the once mundane town that he resented so much. Esmund bumped up his effort by a large amount when it came to cases regarding missing individuals because of how serious the percentage decayed that the person would be found over time. Esmund was commended for always finding the people, and most of the time he found that the missing cases ended up being a lot of panic and frustration just for the missing child to be found in good shape and returned to their families. However, Esmund also experienced more disturbing situations with cases that ended up leading him to kidnappers, murderers, and people who over all wanted to harm children. After a recent case had just come to a close, Esmund started hearing reports of the chaos and destruction that was striking the population, some infection that was turning people into maniacs. He didn't think much of it until the military showed up to Conyers and started to lock areas down and evacuate the population from the town. The one time that Esmund was lucky for leading a lonely life was then, because he could leave Conyers and travel west, and that is what he did. However, his luck ran out when his car was overrun by some of the "maniacs" that were reported on every news broadcast in America. He watched as the undead flooded his car from a distance and decided that he had to leave the shotgun in the trunk and depend on his Glock 22 at his side for safety. He then set out west, towards Texas.