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Eric Shalder

The world has turned its back on me

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a character in “GLASS”, as played by Eragon the sniper

Description

Name: Eric Shalder
Age: 32
Family: All what's left (that he knows) is his sick brother (age 16) and a cousin he can connect to by radio in California.
Appearance:
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Personality: He used to be a warm hearted, caring man. He has had the bad luck of only running into the bad and ugly of the ruined world. This has made him into a bit of heartless jerk. HE takes what he needs, doesn't care who he gets it from. He will kill anyone who gets close to his tower (the trump world tower). THe only thing that mtters now is saving his brother and getting to California. He has a soft spot for old 60's spiderman comics

Equipment:
(never goes on long trips)
What he carries on him when he goes out for supplies:
Cateen
machete
Small switchblade
gas mask
9mm pistol
scope (for his m14)
M14 that has been customized to be belt fead.
At the Tower:
-2 years worth of food and water
-MG34,MG42, 2 (ww2) 50 cals (one on each side of the building)
-50 cal sniper (on roof)
-Many bladed weapons. firearms (all in a pile)
-many car batteries
-Piles of stolen military explosives and improvised explosives
-Survival gear (when he eventually takes the trip to California)

History: Grew up in a very loving family home. He went off to college at 17 and got a BA in US history 3 years latter. He hen joined the army as a medic for 5 years. HE then took a job in a military history museum as a curator. When the sh*t hit the fan, he stole some weapons from the museum. His neighbors and himself held up their neighborhood for a few months until some thugs broke down their defenses, in which a few of them died. THe group then drove down south to NYC, where a crude military zone was held up, but that two was breached, even more of them dying. Soon the group (only 10 them) found their way to the TWT, where surprisingly, he met up with his dad, his brother and 40 other survivors. OVer the many months, they all started to die off, from disease, going missing, raiders attacking the hotel. Soon there is only three, His brother, Jeff (a mechanic who now lives down at the docks, working on a boat) and himself. They have been working on a plan to get a larger boat going and get to California where his cousin has a safe haven.

Location: Held up in the Trump World Tower (the first four floors are entirely blocked off.)

(note: no god-moding intended here. He has just been held up in the TWT for many months.)

So begins...

Eric Shalder's Story

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Midtown Manhattan, Trump World Tower
Eric came up to the east side of the building, long shadows were being cast by the setting sun. He stuck his hand into some vines, grabbed a rope and tugged. A ladder came sliding out from a broken window on the 5th floor and came to a screech at his feet. He grabbed on and started to climb. The latter shook as he climbed, giving the feeling as if it was going to throw him off. He kept on going until he reach the 5th floor and he climbed in. It was an old child's bedroom. Toys were shoved in one corner with a bed, and on the opposite wall a poster of "adventure time". Eric turned around and pulled a lever. The chain and the mechanic pulley system pulled the ladder back. When it finished, he put a lock on the chain, so it could not pulled back down. He centered his backpack on his back and left the room.

He walked into a entrance hall of the apartment, then the main hallway. He walked down the hallway and pressed the button for the elevator. The one on the left opened right away. He entered and pressed the 70 button. The evaluator went faster then normal, since he rigged it to do so. He soon came to the 70th floor and walked off, and walked a little to the right. He put his key in the door and entered the penthouse. The sun reflecting off the east river sparkled in the room. He put his backpack on the ground and brought out and pulled out a medical hard-case. He opened a door to his right and entered a small bedroom.


"Hi Eric" said a teenage boy weakly, laying down on the bed.

"Hi Josh, I got something for your fever." He put the hard case down on the bed side table, took out a glass bottle and filled the syringe with 10cc. He found a vein on Josh's arm and injected it. "now get some sleep" he put the needle down, left the room and the penthouse. He went to the stairs and climbed them to the roof. Out there, he spent a few seconds look at the east river. He then walked over to the telescope on the west side of the building and started to look down at the streets.

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Eric woke up to his alarm clock the next day. He slapped his hand on it, turning it off, it read 5:30. HE groaned and got up from his bed. He did his normal routine, took a shower, brushed his teeth, made a small cup of coffee. Drinking it, he walked into his brother's room. He was surprised to see him propped up reading a book.

"Wow, it looks like the medicine did the trick"

"I do feel a little better" Josh croaked. Eric walked up to him and took his temperature.

"Good, 100 degrees, much better then you had been" Eric took the bottle, took the medicine with a syringe and injected him again. "You just get well, ok?" and he kissed his brother on the forehead.

"I will bro." Eric smiled and left him in his room.

"Eric..... ya there?" came a voice from his radio

"Yes Jeff, what is it?"

"Ya, I was running some tests on the motor and ... lets just say there was some problems and I need some more spark plugs, can you get some while you're out?"

"I can. Do you have an ETA on the boat?"

"A month, maybe two, it still has some hull damage and I have slim pickings to fix it. If you could find me, like, 40 survivors, I could build us an old fashioned wood boat in about 3-4 weeks"

"Lets just stick to 1st plan"

"Cannnn do!". Eric turned his radio to near silence and went over to a map on the dinning table. HE already checked most major buildings in middle Manhattan. He now had to check out lower Manhattan, and he was afraid there would be more survivors down there. He sighed, picked up his gear and weapons, went back down to the 5th floor and exited his tower, going down to lower Manhattan.

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Gabrielle woke up, the half rotted bed was a welcome change from the hard floor and a thin blanket. She grabbed a bottle of water and took a sip from it before opening a tin of fruit and eating her breakfast. She packed her bag full of the food and water she'd found, hid the rest of the stuff under a floor board and made her way out of the building, once outside she drew a large white X on the door in chalk.

Gabrielle followed the road up and looked up at the sky. She rubbed her eyes and sighed, the days used to be so easy and now, now everyday was the day you were going to die if you made one mistake. Gabrielle clenched her fists, no mistakes. None. She was going to survive, she'd survive the raiders, the every decreasing food and water supplies and the harsh terrain. She'd survive and hopefully make it back to England to pay her respects to her family. She noticed something at the Trump World Tower, a guy was climbing down it. "Please, please be good." Gabrielle ran as fast as she could to the base of the tower. "Hello?" She called out , hoping the guy would hear her. "Please, I have food and water, and know where to get more."

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Eric had gone only a few steps away when he heard a voice call.

"Hello, Please, I have food and water, and know where to get more." He turned around to see a women coming towards him. He raised his M14 and fired two shots at the ground in font of her and he quickly dived behind a car to his left.

"Put down your pack, interlock your fingers and slowly come towards me" Eric said, pointed his m14 right at her, while fishing a zip-tie out of his pack. This is the first time in 3 weeks that someone came near his tower. Did she see how he climbed down and used the rope to retract the latter? Who ever she was, if she was smart and just leve him and his brother alone, she would live.

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Gabriella let out a shriek when the man fired at her, she crouched behind a post box and listened for him to say something.
"Put down your pack, interlock your fingers and slowly come toward me." Gabriella sighed and shouted back to him.
"Look pal, for all I know you're just going to steal my food, rape me and then kill me." She put her hand up into the air. "I'll keep my hands where you can see them and stay this distance. Okay?" She slowly stood up and turned around to face him, her hand up in the air. "I'm not going to hurt you or cause any trouble. I just... I miss my family, I dunno where they are or if they're even alive." She looked him right in the eyes and blinked back her tears. England was too far for any sort of information to reach her out her in New York.

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(OCC: Please excuse the god-modding, I'm leaving for the 150th Gettysburg and won't be around till July 9th. If you want to do small interactions w/ Eric, he won't kill unless he as too, he will scare you off with one of his mounted HMGs + he booby trapped his tower )

"We all lost loved ones." Eric growled and he slowley came towards her. "Put out your arms" he commanded, and she did as she was told and he put a zippy tie around her hands. "Turn around". He commanded. "Now, that zippy tie can be easily cut on a sharp piece of glass, I want you to keep on walking until I don't see you anymore, then I will fire my weapon once. I never want to see you near my tower again." He watched as the girl walked away. They were finally coming up on his territory. Looks like he was stuck in his tower for the time being.

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