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Billy Bazlo
Character information
  1. Mental
    Curious, Bored
  2. Morale
    High Morale
  3. Date of birth
    1988-03-12 (31 years old)
  4. Place of birth
    Center, Texas
  5. Nationality
    American
  6. Ethnicity
    Caucasian
  7. Languages
    English
  8. Relationship
    N/A
  9. Family
    N/A
  10. Religion
    N/A

Description

  1. Height
    175 cm
  2. Weight
    82 kg
  3. Hair
    Dark Brown
  4. Eyes
    Dark Brown
  5. Features
    Erratic, Greedy, Cruel, Loyal, Iron-Willed, Brave, Paranoid, Slow Learner, Two-faced,

Background

No one ever liked Billy Bazlo. He was just the kid with the stupid name. He was the dreamer with exotic tastes and dreams of foreign lands. He dared to be different. He dared to dream of better things and how his life would get better, and better, and better. He dreamed of inventing grand machines and becoming rich. He would help the poor, he would go to the moon! He would create world peace!

Sadly, this didn't happen for poor Billy. He ran headfirst into school determined to solve every problem. But he couldn't solve them. It was around fifth grade when Billy began to fall behind his peers. He couldn't grasp the math, history, or anything as quickly as everyone else did. His previous A's turned into B's. Sixth grade, They turned into C's. Seventh? D's. He took two years to pass Eighth grade. He gave up in Ninth grade.

His dreams were shattered. Everyone called him a deadbeat. He was a disappointment. His parents wouldn't look him in the eye and his dad just stared at him stonily before handing him a newspaper - Classifieds. He mowed lawns and did work.. anything that could keep him busy. Anything that could keep him from the disappointed gazes of his father and mother. His friends avoided him. Who wanted to hang out with a depressing dropout reject? No one. No one at fucking all.

One day, he by chance met a fella by the name of Gavin Knight. Gavin had the look of a bitter, decrepit Hobo. He was old and only had one arm. He didn't bathe and he didn't take dirty looks. Billy was shocked at how someone so low could hurl such abuse and anger at men twice his size. He was inspired. He would become just like that Hobo. He wouldn't care what others thought or did - He would be strong! He would prevail!

Thus, begins the fall of Billy Bazlo. Drinking, fighting, and never taking any shit....He drifted across America. He still had some faint desires of traveling the world from his youth so he took a job on a ship and set sail for the world. He wasn't looking for much. Just the next shore.

The next shore wasn't pleasant.

The ship he was working on docked in the Port of Elektrozavodsk. He stopped off and enjoyed abit of shore leave before expecting to leave for another few weeks of sea travel. It didn't work out like that - RIots, crazed undead, damn. It was the GOT DAMNNNNN APOCALYPSE.

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