Age: 19 (May appear a few years older)
Height: 6' 4"
Weight: 215
Hair color: Brown
Eye color: Brown
Theme song: America- Deuce
Link:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-0kuosyk ... ure=fvwrel Ryan is well built, toned and muscular, from just graduating high school from being one of the best line backers Pennsylvania has to offer. He's agile, but is known for his strength. Taking a first glance at him, one would assume he's just another jock with good looks, clean cut, and wearing preppy clothing. He has a vivid scar on his bottom lip, not very big, but noticeable. He typically has a clean shaven jaw, but with the recent situations, he hasn't had the time to worry much about his appearance. His hair is a bit longer, but still short and messy, with a vivid 5 o'clock shadow goin' on.
Other: Ryan has had several years of American style boxing and wrestling, Brazilian Ju jujitsu, and Maui ti training, making him a force to be reckoned with in close corners.
Again, at first, one might assume Ryan is another overconfident jock. While he may be cocky in some aspects, he doesn't consider himself an inconsiderate prick. Hey may have had a lot of friends back home, but he only had 2 -true- friends. Tyler and Jacob. They knew Ryan more than anyone in the world-- Including himself. He had a sarcastic kind of attitude, always looking on the bright side of things. He was a natural born leader, being able to handle situations at any given moment.
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After the death of his closest relations, Ryan became solitary. He rarely jokes anymore-- He has nobody to joke to. His temper has shortened, but even when he is angry, he almost always remains quiet now. His emotions have been torn apart from the loss of his friends and family. He doesn't know what to do anymore. In the world that is falling apart, he isn't sure if he even wants to survive.... But, until he makes up his mind-- He's going to do everything he can to stay alive.
Clothing: A dirty white Abercrombie & Fitch T-shirt and distressed jeans, with a slight hole in the left knee. Grey Jordan Flights.
Weapons: A wooden baseball bat, and a pocket knife.
Other: A bloody bandage wrapped around his right hand/wrist.
To make a long story short, he found both of his best friends and parents at his house, dead-- Or undead. Stunned, Ryan ran. He wouldn't be able to kill his family or his friends. Taking his Mustang, he drove, passing the world that was being destroyed. Eventually, Ryan left the car at a road block on the freeway, and has traveled thus far on foot.
((Sorry for the crappy history, but if you want to know more, RP to find out I guess.))
