Name: Samuel Alexander Mako
Alias: Sam
Gender: Male
Age: 17
Birth date: 4/28/2XXX
Hometown: Somewhere near where Florida used to be
Belief/Religion: Pfft. Yeah right.

Height: 5"10'
Weight: 155 lbs
Build: Lanky and tall, very little body fat and a small amount of built muscle
Hair: Black, coarse, cut short and neat.
Eyes: Dark Brown
Skin: Medium Brown
Handedness: Right handed
Scars: Alot...a small one on his upper lip, numerous cut-scars on his hands and forearms, a few cut-scars on his legs as well as a fair sized burn scar on his left thigh and a very large burn-scar across his shoulderblades
Tattoos: None
Basic Description: Most of the time, Sam hides under layers of dark clothing. He always has his hood pulled up in addition to a black mask that totally obscures his face from view while not hindering his own sight. Under all of the hoods, layers of clothing and straps, Sam is a pretty decent lookin' teenager. Strong jawline, a small amount of facial hair, slightly slanted eyes and full lips. He also has a fair amount of scarring, and a fairly toned body. The dude is a fast runner even when encumbered, and has no problem with doin' what has to be done to survive. He has a tendency to walk on his tip toes though. All the time. At least he's quieter than most people when moving! Speaking of quiet, Sam dislikes unecessary conversation but will become extremely talkative if he's in the right mood. As a merchant, he specializes in selling and providing non-perishable foods, bottled water and ammunition for various weapons plus grenades of numerous makes.

Primary Outfit: An heavy jacket complete with hood and one-way see-through fabric mask, black jeans and biking gloves. For his feet are a pair of long socks and short-neck boots. Beneath the jacket is a long-sleeved shirt. All of these pieces are black in color. Even the socks. The jacket has a ton of pockets for storing stuff in. Under the clothing on his bare neck hangs a gold chain with a golden charm engraved with the picture of a dog.

Skills: First Aid, Basic driving education, College level knowledge, Sneaking, Cooking, Gas siphoning
Posessions: A black Toyota Tacoma, a small surplus of supplies strapped down under a tarp in the back, several bottles of vodka in the passenger seat and a plethora of minor items like knives and matches inside the pockets of his coat.

Quirks: Severe Insomnia
Hobby: Tinkering with machines, reading, practicing medical techniques on corpses, target practice...
Strengths: Very quick study, stronger than he looks, good with his hands, deals with heat well
Weaknesses: Overconfident, doesn't care about his own life too much, women, the cold
Likes: Heavy rain, dark clouds and learning interesting things
Dislikes: Bright light, the sun, assholes
Goals: To experience many things before death
Fears: Open water, being alone
Positive Characteristics: Has a positive outlook on most situations
Negative Characteristics: Quite blunt when it comes to questions

Family: Zombie chow.
Relatives: Afterdinner snack.
Friends: God, those zombies are hungry eh?
Social Pressures/Problems: Hates to be upstaged, not good at making friends
Other Pressures/Problems: Not really.
General Philosophy: "If it can withstand one-hundred shots, shoot it one-hundred and one times."