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Buck Roland
Character information
  1. Mental
  2. Date of birth
    1988-08-27 (30 years old)
  3. Place of birth
  4. Nationality
  5. Ethnicity
  6. Languages
  7. Relationship
  8. Family
    Wife and Dog
  9. Religion


  1. Height
    182 cm
  2. Weight
    113 kg
  3. Build
  4. Hair
    Brown cut short and combed to one side.
  5. Eyes
  6. Features
    Scar on his forehead from when he was a child.
  7. Occupation


How yah doin? Names Buck Roland and well, my story is one of being in the wrong place at the wrong damn time. Yah see I'm a farmer from Montana. I owned a 30 acre farm where I grew flax and wheat and I had a few chickens as well, well I did anyway. I belonged to a farming organization that traveled to a different country every year and held a small seminar about modern farming, new fertilizer, best farming methods, how to test yer soil...You get the idea. The first week we hold the presentation and then we spend three weeks helping out local farmers and well, that's when everythin decided to go off. It started off easy enough but the news was going nonstop and when my colleagues and I tried to leave the country we were turned away from every airport, taxi and bus. Heck we even bought a car and tried to leave the country that way but the border was closed off. We were stuck. Our translator had booked it to who knows where so here we were trapped in a country with no means of communication other than a dictionary and our clothes. Luckily we were able to still make calls to our families before the lines went out, but its been a long while since the last time I had any contact with anyone I knew back in the states.Almost overnight the hotel we were staying in was abandoned and we had no where else to go so we shacked up there for a few days hoping this would blow over. As you can see, it didn't and we had ta go out in search of food n water. That's where we first encountered them. Shuffling around the city aimlessly. With no idea what we were up against we tried to sneak by but unfortunately one of ours got attacked. Not knowin any better we fought off that creature and brought him back to the hotel, it wasn't but a few hours later in the middle of the night when the screams started. He turned while we were sleepin and got another of us. The screams attracted more and by the time myself and my buddy John got down to the lobby we were trapped inside. Those bastards found a way in. Trying to escape the hotel I made it out there a bedroom window but unfortunately my buddy got cornered. I'm not sure if there was anything I could do but I kick myself everyday for chickening out and running. So I'm alone here, Have been for a long time. Scavenging everywhere I can. I have met very few other survivors but the ones I have seen didn't seem all to friendly so I avoided them when I could. I'd like to get back to the states but there doesn't seem to be a way for me to be able to at the present. So for now its just survive.


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