
name: mason vorhees
gender: male.
age: twenty-two.
positive traits: focused, skilled, intelligent
negative traits: temperamental, cold, risky
history: It's not anything amazing, to be honest. Mason was a star athlete and avid hunter back in high-school, and soon after that he enlisted into the U.S. Navy Seals. It was hard, but Mason soldiered on, becoming a top soldier because of it. This whole...zombie thing happened whilst he was on down-time, and he barely had time to stock up before his city was completely over-ran, his family destroyed - which consisted of his elderly father and his wife. He has been travelling by himself since then.
other: mason possesses a razor-sharp, serrated edged combat knife that is strapped to his right leg, along with an AR-15 assault rifle that he equipped with a silencer, and a standard Glock 10, also silenced, which he keeps on his hip. He has a multitude of scars along his rugged torso, and his usual choice of clothing is dark-colors, yet durable fabric. He has an assortment of tough, dark brown and black leather jackets, which he usually keeps open, revealing the form-fitting, padded black long-sleeve shirt underneath. He keeps on a dark brown, heavy-duty belt that can hide quite a few things, along with torn jeans and combat boots that doesn't constrict movement.
Mason is a loner.









