Name:
“Jamal Jones. People ask me 'why Jamal?' My answer is, 'I don’t know.' That’s the name my parents gave me because my parents made me. If it was my choice I might have picked something like...Robert. I like Robert, but Jamal isn’t bad.”

Age:
“31”

Birthday:
“April 19th, 1983”

Place of birth:
“Hospital of the University of Pennsylvania, Philadelphia, Pennsylvania, USA”

Parents:
“Jay Jones, Tameka Jones (née Mosley)”

Siblings:
“None.”

What was important to the people who raised her/him:
“They worked for the money. Aside from that, the usual like family values, goin’ to church, prayin’, stayin’ out of trouble, don’t get into mix ups with the street thugs. Go to school get a good job. Don’t be a comedian. Be a lawyer, or maybe a teacher, don’t be a comedian. It was easier said than done, especially when my dad was a coke-head, and my mom was rarely ever around.”

Economic/social status growing up:
“Upper Middle Lower Class”

Ethnic background:
“Black American”

Places lived:
“Philadelphia, New York, Los Angeles, Chicago”

Education:
“I have a driver’s license only in Pennsylvania. I graduated from George Washington High School with a diploma in hand, praise God ‘cause I don’t think I would have made it without him. I graduated from a community college after two years. I'm self-taught when it comes to comedy.”

Favorite subject in school:
“Probably English, it’s weird I know, but I guess it’s fitting since I went into comedy after. It takes a good writer to make funny jokes and sets.”

Special training:
“Oh no, I never joined the Special Forces. They expect me to swim and do all that shit, I seen the Navy Seals. My people don’t swim.”

Jobs:
“Comedian, occasional actor, I was also in retail before that. Never goin’ back to that shit.”

Travel:
“I traveled around a lot, and when I say travel I mean mainly in the US. I was lucky enough to get a break when a group of comedians including Darnell Parker and Trey Stone called me up and asked if I could join their tour. They’re the reason why I came to the UK, I was going to do a five city European tour called Bring the Afro Back, but now I’m thinking we should just bring civilization back.”

Friends:
“Aside from my fellow comic friends, most of my buddies lived back in Philadelphia. I don’t really know if they still alive. Although, I will say that my imaginary friends are still alive. They tough mothafuckas. Mhmm. Chainsaws and everythin'. ”

How do people view this character:
“How do people view me? They might find me talkative, they might find me funny, they might find me offensive, they might find me edgy. I swear a lot, so people might find me insensitive or undisciplined because of my use of that language. And it’s okay, I’m okay with that. People need to realize that I’m only jokin’. I got paid to do this. I got paid to do what I love.”

Lived with:
“Don’t worry ‘bout it, they all dead by now probably.”

Fights with:
“I fight with zombies. They scare the shit outta me. When I say 'fight' I mean more like run.”

Spends time with:
“They’re probably gone too. I suppose I didn’t spend time, I wasted it.”

Wishes to spend time with:
“Probably my girlfriend, before she went zed. It was just too real, like something out of a movie.”

Who depends on him/her and why:
“Ain’t got no children, no kids, no wife dependin’ on me. I was a strong, educated, and independent black wo… man, man. Independent black man. I still am to some degree.”

What people does he/she most admire:
“I admire other comedians. They really are a special bunch of people, but that’s pretty much old world talk. Now, who should I admire? The people who make sacrifices? I've admired them. The people who do what they do to survive? That's all of us now.”

Enemies:
"None that I know of, but let’s hope they might all be dead too, not the Walking Dead, but just plain dead and may Jesus and his heavenly servants bless them so they won’t come and haunt me. Wait, let me just make some corrections to what I said earlier about my friends and family. They might all be undead by now.”

Dating, marriage:
“Yes, I’m dating, or I was. Marriage? Let me stop you there, bitch tried to take a bite outta me.”

Children:
“None, although, I was thinkin’ of adoptin’.”

Religious Beliefs:
“Christian, Baptist. I follow Jesus, but not like those wacko freaks who decided to call this the Rapture and get all gun nut blastin' people left and right because they think they the Lord's crusaders. Frankly I don't believe in that or the idea that this is just Pestilence. Nah. I don't have all the answers. Maybe this is part of his plan. I don't know, I don't claim to know, I'm just tryin' to live. Maybe I'm alive for a reason.”

Overall outlook on life:
“Positive, stay funny, stay alive.”

Does this character like him/herself:
“I like to think that I like myself more than I dislike myself.”

What, if anything, would he/she like to change about his life:
“Are you seriously gonna ask me that? Everyone has regrets, but that’s the last thing to worry about when you’re tryin’ to survive. Thinkin’ about what I would change will never change it. It’s all about what I’m gonna do that’s gonna make a difference.”

What personal demons haunt him/her:
“Well, being a Christian, Satan is already a given. Let’s not get further into this because you know, I am…let me rephrase, was a comedian. Comedians tell stories, lots and lots of stories. Most of our stories come from life experiences. You don’t get life experiences by…well, I don’t really need to explain further.”

Is he/she lying to him/herself about something:
“If I said yes that I was lying to myself, I would not be lying to myself about me lying to myself. I do lie to myself, that’s the only thing I don’t lie to myself about.”

Optimistic/pessimistic:
“Optimistic. I mean look at me.”

Real/feigned:
“The hell does this mean?”

Morality level:
“I like to think that anybody who is still ALIVE, is perfectly capable of, actually I need to back the hell away from that statement. Nowadays, people be willin’ to cut yo pinkie off for a couple of potatoes in this world. Hell, I might actually be one of those that would cut yo pinkie off for a couple of potatoes. I’m glad I found these people when I did, because I have no idea what kind of a person, or even thing, I would have become.”

Confidence level:
“Yeah. I’m confident, in front of a huge crowd in a packed theater above swelling levels of laughter. If that huge crowd were, say, a crowd of zombies, that’s another story.”

Typical day:
“Ah, there is no typical day, least not anymore.”

Physical appearance:


Body type:
“Sexy beast.”

Posture:
“Semi-slumped. ‘Walk wid’ yo back straight son, what are yah, a shrimp back?’ That’s what the old folks on my block used to say all the time when they saw me walk to school.”

Head shape:
“Chrome dome. What the hell you tryin’ to say about my people?”

Eyes:
“Brown”

Nose:
“The tip is a bit wide.”

Mouth:
“Oh I’ve got some puckers. Prodigious puckers that are a trademark of my descent.”

Hair:
“I could probably get a weave, but last I check the salons were closed. I might do dreadlocks.”

Skin:
“Didn’t I answer this earlier? Black American obviously means black.”

Tattoos/piercings/scars:
“West side, east side, thug lyfe, young money, grand hustle, lmfbao. I don’t do piercings, but if my lady wanted one then I’m all for it. Scars? No I wasn’t about that life. I didn’t get shot or cut up or anything because I actually finished high school and some college.”

Voice:
“Deep, baby. Maybe not like Barry White deep.”

What people notice first:
“My smile.”

Clothing:
“Nothin’ beats my Js. I like to dress fly, but that was before the whole world went to hell. Just give me something warm that I can run in. I would wear a snuggie if I could run in them. Lord knows you can’t outrun a zombie in a snuggie.”

How would he/she describe himself:
“I like to think I’m funny. That’s like my only redeemin’ trait. I’m more like a walkin’ pile of vices, but why does that even matter anymore? Everybody’s just tryin’ to survive the walkers, do we really have time to worry about who we are as people? Maybe we do, maybe we don’t. I like to say that I think a lot sometimes. I might be an oddball, but I realized a long time ago that everyone has a screw loose somewhere.”

Health/disabilities/handicaps:
“Oh yeah, I come from America, which means I’m automatically obese. Let’s see, heart disease, high cholesterol, type II diabetes, the kind that hoodlums get, that’s why they call it juvenile right?”

Characteristics:

Personality type:
“Sanguine”

Strongest/weakest character traits:
“My strongest trait? Maybe I’m just a curious person. My weakest trait? I can be careless to people’s sensibilities.”

How can the flip side of his/her strong point be a weakness:
“Curiosity killed the cat. I thought that was true until I found out my uncle Reggie ran over it. Naw, but your greatest weakness can also be your greatest strength, er I mean your greatest strength can be your greatest weakness. Mencius said that. That’s right. You know who Mencius is?”

How much self-control and self-discipline does he/she have:
“I would say that I have a lot of self-discipline, but I also lack a lot of it at the same time. It takes a lot to be a comedian, and sometimes you’re not rewarded at all as you’re wandering the circuit. Ever since I started making money though, I started packing on some pounds and I decided that I needed to stay in shape if I wanted to live longer. I’m glad I managed to even make it this far.”

What makes him/her irrationally angry:
“I wouldn’t say irrational, but I think that anger is irrational. If you think about it, anger is an emotional response. Emotions are in an entirely different domain from logic and rationality. If people had just bothered to talk about things, everything would resolve itself. Clearly, we can’t do that anymore because zombies don’t understand English.”

What makes him/her cry:
“I stopped crying a long time ago. I don’t know how people would react if they ever see me crying.”

Fears:
“It used to be crashing and burning on a comedy tour. It used to be turning out like my father. It used to getting caught up in violence. None of that seems to matter anymore. My greatest fears now result from those things out in the forest, you know what I’m talkin’ ‘bout.”

Talents/Skills:
"Absolutely nothing useful in this day and age. I could be a cheerleader, or moral support? We need that. We need somebody to keep us happy after we've seen...oh I don't know, Jimmy getting his arm bitten off by one o' those freaks."

What people like best about him/her:
“It’s the same answer as always, they like me because I make them laugh. Sometimes I don’t make them laugh, that’s okay. I’m still down to earth.”

Interests and favorites:
“Favorite what?”

Political leaning:
“Liberal, progressive. ‘Bout time we had a black woman as President. Or maybe a First Man.”

Collections:
“Panty collection. Nah, I’m just jokin’. Don’t quote me.”

Favorite Food, drink:
“Buffet and Pepsi.”

Music:
“R&B, Rap, Soul, Hip-Hop, Jazz, Classic Rock, Funk.”

Books:
“Anything by Mark Twain, he was a funny ass man.”

Movies:
“Tyler Perry movies, Pulp Fiction, Django Unchained, Friday, Training Day, The Pursuit of Happyness. I liked comedy films, action flicks, and anything with Denzel Washington.”

Sports, recreation:
“Racquetball, I ran, I biked. I’ve was trying to get my cardio up since my doctor told me I should lose weight.”

Did he/she play in school:
“No, I couldn’t really afford to join the after school programs. I say ‘I couldn’t’ because if I wanted to participate in anything, it had to come out of my pocket.”

Color:
“Color? I told you I’m black.”

Best way to spend a weekend:
"Getting firewood and not hearing one of those things scream."

A great gift for this person:
“I don’t really do gifts. If you want to get me something, get me whatever, I’ll say ‘it’s nice, thank you so much,’ and so on. My family never really cared much for gifts.”

Pets:
“I had a Rottweiler. No, I was not friends with Michael Vick.”

Vehicles:
“I had a 2014 Camry.”

What large possessions did he/she own and which did he/she like best:
“Oh I had a car, a house, I didn’t have a boat. I would have to say my house ever since my financial adviser told me that my house was an appreciation asset and my car was a deprecating asset. This basically meant that my home went up in value, but my wheels became old news once I drove it off the lot. Of course, none of that matters anymore.”

Typical expressions:

When happy:
“When I’m happy? I probably might not say much. Or I might talk a lot, it varies. It’s a hard question to answer because I don’t think I’ve ever understood what real happiness was. It’s not something easily understood, and I don’t really pay much attention to my physical responses when I’m supposedly in a moment of ecstasy.”

When angry:
“I might throw things. I might cuss people out, give them the bird. I might just walk away. I’ve learned in relationships that if I ever get angry, I just leave because I don’t need to deal with that shit. That’s me relationship wise. I just realized how funny this is that I notice what I do when I’m angry. Obviously it’s so I can recall what I did and did not do while I’m on trial.”

When frustrated:
“Swear words, although sometimes I feel that I use swear words so much that they've completely lost their meaning or usefulness. Oh, you wanted my physical expressions? Uh, I don’t know, a scowl?”

When sad:
“Sad? Did you know that comedy comes from a very dark place? If I’m overly cracking jokes…”

Idiosyncrasies:
"Let me look that up. Oh that’s right, I don’t get any bars in this place, the cell towers are…they uh…"

Laughs or jeers at:
“I laugh at people who come to my shows and get offended. I don’t know why they decide to bring their most sensitive side to a comedy show and then get offended. Did they not realize that the mothafucka on stage is jokin’? But aside from that I can laugh at anything. My pain. Your pain. Somebody after they woke up. Drunk people. Hell, I could even laugh at zombies. I say ‘could,’ but I would not.”

Ways to cheer up this person:
“You can’t cheer up the cheer-upper.”

Ways to annoy this person:
“Would you please shut the hell up with all these questions. I’m in a zombie apocalypse not a job interview.”

Hopes and dreams:
“I think now more than ever is when I’ve figured out that life is kinda precious. My only hope is to be able to stay alive and see the sunrise each day. It gives me hope that I can still open my eyes and see something beautiful even after the world has gone to hell.”

How does he/she see him/herself accomplishing these dreams:
“I figured a gun or a machete always comes in handy, but a group of people with the same goals can help me go a long way.”

What’s the worst thing he/she’s ever done to someone and why:
“Well she’s dead now, but the worst thing I ever did was not go to my mother’s funeral. I don’t really want to say anything more.”

Greatest success:
“I don’t think I’ve reached it yet, when somebody asks me about my greatest success, I think there is no ‘greatest.’ Once you reach the top of one mountain, you can see from that horizon that there’s an even bigger one to climb. It goes on and on like that.”

Biggest trauma:
“There’s been a lot. I can’t really measure them on a bad to worse scale.”

Most embarrassing thing that ever happened to him/her:
“I think I did a bit on this once.”

What does he/she care about most in the world:
“At this point, just trying to survive.”

Does he/she have a secret:
“Probably. If somebody tells you they don’t have a secret, you be careful. That’s a unicorn.”

If he/she could do one thing and succeed at it, what would it be:
"Talking. I think I'm doing fairly well at it."

He/She is the kind of person who:
“Talks to himself occasionally, like that. I am the kind of person who would not use a single word to describe himself other than maybe ‘indescribable.’”

How is the character ordinary or extraordinary:
“I say I’m ordinary like any other person on this planet. We’re all ordinary. It’s the things we do that are extraordinary.”

Core Need:
“I want to be loved. That’s what they say for this part right? All you need is love. Naw, I want to be remembered. If I die, I be like that song by the Beatles, what was it called....ah look at all the lonely people. People die and fade away. It's no different now than it was before shit hit the fan. Only difference is that there's the possibility that people come back, but they come back different. Not the same. You get what I'm sayin'? When we go, I hope somebody remembers us. Somebody down here.”

Anecdote:
“So I put the body in my trunk and after a couple of weeks it began to smell...”

History:
“Was not one of my better subjects, the only time it was interesting was when they talked about the psychos.”