Physical Attributes
Name: Kyle James O'Malley
Nicknames: None Yet
Nationality: American
Height: 5'11
Age: 28
Hair Color & Style: Black/Short
Eye Color: Green
Skin Color: Tanned
Build: Athletic
Notable Features: Sometimes walks with a limp in favor of his right leg. Numerous military tattoos, though none are visible over clothing.
Mental Attributes
Mental State: Stable
Mental Illnesses: N/A
Hometown: Monroe, Georgia USA
Favorite Music Genre: Swing Music - Traditional Pop - New Country
Education: High School Graduate
Previous Occupation: Gunner's Mate with the United States Coast Guard, Statesman Arms Gun Store Owner
Current Occupation: Gun Runner
Languages: English - Spanish
Likes: Gaming - Working on Firearms - Listening to Music - Drawing - Fantasizing
Dislikes: Arrogant/Selfish People - Pricks - Scraping of chalkboards - The undead obvs -
Fears: Becoming a walking corpse - Rejection
Skills
| Mastered | Good | Decent | Sucks
Weapons Repair - "I was a gunners mate. Assembling, disassembling, repairing and making love to weapons was my fucking forte. And I was a master at it."
Firearms - "Coast Guard gave me a lot of training. Firearms were one of the many topics. I can build them up and take you down in less than thirty seconds."
DIY - "I have a particular set of skills no one really uses these days. Do It Yourself. Guess it definitely helps since nothing is mass produced anymore."
Mathematics - "Gotta know these things. Very helpful when you're building shit. And repairing shit. And other types of mathematics-type shit."
Medical - "I know basic first aid. That's pretty much it."
Gaming - "Don't give me shit just because I was in the Coast Guard and barely did anything. The amount of down time I had was more than enough to give me a decent K/D ratio in Cod... So I guess that's a plus? Christ, I wonder what it would be if I was a Marine."
Running - "Granted I'm taking the meds, I can get a good jog in. If I'm not then... well, I'll be close behind by a few miles."
Technology - "The basics I know. Settings on an IPhone, changing printer cartridges, changing brightness on a computer. Anything more is beyond me."
Socialization - "I'm not the most social person out there. I prefer to keep to myself and the Black Beast, listening to Dean Martin and Frank Sinatra. At least those guys won't fuck me over for a candy bar."
-UPDATE-
"Given present company, I've learned to deal with it. The group is easy to talk to, and two months of growing to know them has helped me start talking to people." ill update more when i think of shit
The Black Beast
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Relations |●| Business Partner - |●| Loved - |●| Family Loved - |●| Love Interest - |●| Great Friend - |●| Friend - |●| Liked - |●| Acquaintance- |●| Neutral - |●| Dislike - |●| Hate |●| Deceased † |●| _______________________________________________________________________________________ Backston Dewar
One of my customers that came through my store before shit hit the fan. He seems like a swell guy, seeing as he has his motley crew of survivors that he apparently leads. Rather surprising, though. Dude goes from being a homeless to a leader all in the span of a month. Well, we'll see how long it goes for him. From what I hear, there's some rumblings coming from within the group. Be safe, guy. Otto Smith
Otto is a rather new member of Backston's group, having only come upon them a few days ago. Nonetheless, he's been pretty valuable to the Dallas City Survivors. Now, he's my guard; both for the business and myself. He's already shown his worth rather recently by disarming a mad Irishman from pointing his sidearm at me for whatever reason. And that was just the first day. I hope he and I develop a healthy relationship, unlike a few of the people I've had the unfortunate pleasure of coming across recently. Esmund (?)
A delinquent. A possible threat to both myself and my business. I came upon him at the Compound attempting to break into Backston's armory. Whatever his reason is, he was most certainly in the wrong. Theft is theft, no matter what reason you have to justify your actions. You seem to have spread a story to the other survivors about how merciless I was, shooting your brother without a second thought. The truth is your brother took his own life when he failed to listen to my very specific instructions not to reach into his jacket. I regret what I did, but I know it was the right choice. Mendez (?) †
The man tried to break into Backston's armory. He tried to whip out a cigarette lighter like it was a gun after I told him to not reach into his pockets. He payed for it with his life. As much as I regret the events that unfolded, you died by your own ignorance and stupidity. I'm sorry, but I'm not ashamed. Chloe Chance
Chloe is a nice girl. She was kinda closed up to me back then, but I guess since I helped her out, she's opened up a bit more. I've been invited over to her place for drinks and, when the power's turned back on, a movie or two. I hope we get the chance to talk a bit more sometime. I'd like that. Luke Schrock
Luke's a cool guy. I had the pleasure of meeting him before this whole hellfire of zombies started pouring from the south. Seeing as my former shop was located right next to the Police Station,
and even better, STARBUCKS, I got to know a big chunk of the police force pretty well. I'm happy he's getting it good with Alex. Hope for the best with both of 'em. Nigel Sparrow
You're a fucking dumbass. You judge me based on shit you think happened instead of zooming in on the facts of what actually happened. That whole thing with Esmund and his dumbass brother? "Oh my god, Kyle! Why did you defend yourself from the dumbass mexican that might have shot you after you told him multiple times to not reach into his pockets?!" Yeah. I'm surprised you were even trying to become a leader. I think those that would have followed you would have suffered from some type of mental condition due to your stupidity. Fuck outta here with that shit. Alexandria Brooks
Alexandria was one of the newcomers I brought in to the group while they were bunkered down back in Houston, Texas. I found her with another girl, who's name escapes me, hiding it out in the clothing shop. Unfortunately the other girl went off on her own, but at least Alex is still here. From what I hear, Alex and Luke seem to be hitting it off pretty good. Wish for the best for him. Alexa Moore
Alexa, bless her innocent little heart, is the resident pyromaniac of the group. She's got some sort of a fetish with flamethrowers and the like. If there's something burning, there's a 101% chance it was caused by her. She's helped me with providing schematics for "mass" producing these things. Even upgraded it with napalm abilities. Outside of being her happy-go-burney self, she's a very happy person. Very giddy. Always able to bring a smile to my face whenever I see her. Katia Patterson
The new resident to the neighborhood. She seems a bit insecure about the group being so open to strangers, but I'm not blaming her. Hell, I'm guilty of doing the same thing. I want to say her and I are on good terms right now. Got her a Go-bag with a sufficient amount of food and other shit inside. She's already been offered a room in Hannah's place, so she's definitely got it good. Katia is a nice girl, and I really hope to be able to speak to her more.
-UPDATE-
Shit, it's been a while since I updated this. Oh well, guess now is as good as ever. Some external force was almost forcing to re-read this, and I guess I can see why. So, Katia has made herself a pretty useful part of the group. We uh... semi-sorta had a smoking session with Miles that didn't involve push-ups. The weed kind, y'know? For the first time, it was a bit more... rowdy than I had initially planned. I remember something about Titanic or...
World War One or something. That was the theme for when we were being high, anyhow.
Fun times. She's definitely a weed head. Really need to do that again to relieve all this stress I've been having as of recent. Request to be added. Theme: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6E2hYDIFDIU-yes i did take this from silly. im not original, ok?
