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Jayden Pierce
Character information
  1. Alias
  2. Mental
  3. Morale
  4. Date of birth
    1984-08-13 (35 years old)
  5. Place of birth
  6. Nationality
    South Africa
  7. Ethnicity
  8. Languages
    English / afrikaans
  9. Relationship
  10. Family
  11. Religion


  1. Height
    174 cm
  2. Weight
    84 kg
  3. Build
  4. Hair
  5. Eyes
  6. Alignment
    Lawful Evil
  7. Features
    slight limp of the right leg
  8. Equipment
  9. Occupation
  10. Affiliation
  11. Role


My name is Jayden Pierce. A successful businessman .Born and bred in South Africa. I hot blooded African. I am 35 and this , this is my story. It was 2017. The year I got my freedom back after a long marriage filled hate and abuse from both sides. My ex wife had always said she wanted to go on a cruise somewhere northern hemisphere like. So the thought crossed my mind. Why don't I give her a final gestured middle finger and take that cruise myself. Post it all over social media and enjoy the moment. It was after all my cruise from emotional captivity into a new dawn of freedom. I finally settled on a cruise ran by the Costa Rissaca on the Black Sea. How fitting. As black as the years I spent with her. Atleast the term black fitted in nicely with the thoughts of her.I Booked and paid in June. The same month my divorce was finalized. June dragged along slowly until finally in June I was sipping on cocktails on board and taking strange woman from the bar back to my room , night after night. Perhaps I had drank to much the night before. Lost my cellphone maybe it was stolen for all I knew, but figured I would buy a replacement when we made coast again sometime. We had been given warnings to stay in our rooms has the weather forecasted was dangerously bad ahead of us. I quickly ordered myself a bottle of fine whiskey and decided I would party in my room alone. Shot after shot I became less concerned about the weather forecast. It wasn't long before I passed out was oblivious to anything around me. Perhaps it was fitting that my final day of ' normal ' as I knew it was spent stone cold drunk. And that was all I remember before I blacked out. I woke up the next day with the sound of the waves breaking on the ships hull. However I found myself entangled in bedding laying on the floor. Everything not buttoned down lay strewn across the room. I at first thought to myself . What the hell did you get upto Jayden. What did you do. But that was short lived as I slumbered around with a hangover looking for my next drink. The ship was desolate. And it looked like chaos had broken loose. Further searching for understanding on what had taken place I realised we had beached and the ship was actually torn in two. I made my way down to the coast. Hungry and dehydrated from the previous nights bindge session. It did not take long to realise life as I knew it had changed , there was what I can only called infected human beings shadows of their former selves wondering around. I realised that I was in fight for survival. Against the environment and infected. Will I survive as I search for other survivors. Only time will tell. My name is Jayde Pierce and this is my story.....



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