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Quinton Beatty
Character information
  1. Alias
  2. Mental
    Untrusting, stern, to the point, honest, driven by honor
  3. Morale
  4. Date of birth
    1970-06-30 (49 years old)
  5. Place of birth
    Calgary, Alberta, Canada
  6. Nationality
  7. Ethnicity
  8. Languages
  9. Relationship
  10. Family
  11. Religion


  1. Height
    182 cm
  2. Weight
    88 kg
  3. Build
    Muscular, with a slight belly.
  4. Hair
    Blondish brown
  5. Eyes
  6. Alignment
    Lawful Good
  7. Equipment
    Food, water
  8. Occupation
    Police officer


I was very troubled in my early years, I suffered from ADHD, which often meant I took a lot of risks that landed me in trouble or jail, and as I grew older my charges got more and more heftier as did my crimes, so I spent a lot of time in and out of jail and foster care. When I got into drugs, my whole life changed, and not for the good, I started making all the wrong connections, and doing all the wrong things in life, started funding rave parties, and making too much money for a child that age, and then in happened, the federal police raided my house, and my cousin Jay was shot and killed. This point in my life was earth shattering, and I decided I needed to change as a person. I started to realize I was going nowhere, and fast, so while I was incarcerated I went for my GED, I didn't know what I wanted to do with myself, or where I ended up, but, I knew I had to start putting the left foot in front of the right, and the change I wanted to see happen wouldn't just come to me if I didn't make sacrifices. So, when I got out of prison, after 12 long years, I went into college for a law degree, I abandoned all that I knew, and my family and city, and set out for a new life, and then it happened, a friend called me from Calgary Canada offering me a place to stay until I found work, so, I packed up everything that mattered to me in one bag, which wasn't much, and I set out for a new life. I called a friend, and asked her if she could drive me, I would pay her gas, and her rent at her house as she was about to be evicted, so, out of desperation, she obliged. While on the drive, she had told me that everything in her life was falling apart, and she herself needed a change, and a new opportunity, she just didn't have the option, nor did she know how to even start making the changes necessary to get where she wanted to be, So after a couple hours of battling the courage, I asked her to pull off to the side of the road,, I got out of the car and asked her to follow, I asked her if she was serious about wanting to change her life and move away, she replied with a eager and unambiguous "yes!", so, with my heart racing, and sweating like a pig, if she would like to come on my path, but as my girlfriend, with hesitation she looked down, and back up, and said "yes!", again, so I called my friend in Calgary, Maria, and asked if it was okay that two came for the accommodation, she of course asked who I wanted to bring, but once I told her, she swiftly agreed and was excited as they were already good friends from childhood, unbeknownst to me, all I can say, is the rest of the drive was so short, I wanted it to be longer, because I was falling for her, and wanted to learn more about her..

Once in Calgary, we both stayed with Maria for about 3 months, as we both got jobs we were able to pay our own way, I got enrolled in school, for law studies, and my girlfriend, Jenna, got a job at a vet as a veterinary assistant. Once I got through my schooling I had realized I no longer wanted to be a lawyer, and Jenna, wanted to go to school to become a veterinary nurse. I worked some construction jobs off and on to pay the bills, and Jenna went through her schooling to gain a better position and pay grade where she had been working. One thing that had always bugged me was driving through the hood, and seeing the amount of crime and poverty, but it took so long for me to realize I wanted to help put back into the community from which I took, symbolically of course because my crimes where from another city, so it took me months, but I got my charges scrubbed, and I set out to be a social worker, months passed by and it wasn't fulfilling to me or my intent, I felt as if I was making no difference at all, so, I decided what better opportunity, for me, and, the community, to become a police officer.

It was about 5 years after being in Calgary that I had proposed to my wife after getting her pregnant with our first, Falyn, girl, that I enrolled into the police academy, we made a lot of friends, and became very established in Calgary by this point, everything was going about as good as it could get, and then I get a call to a domestic abuse situation, I arrived at the residence about 4am, I heard a huge and violent commotion in the front of the house, so I banged on the door with my flashlight announcing that the Calgary Police service was at the door, it became very silent in the house, before I knew it shots came through the door striking me in the neck and vest, and another in my belt that hit my radio disabling it. I fell onto my back and returned fire, emptying my mag in the door, and then I heard shooting ringing out with screams of "NO!" in the back of the house, injured I kicked in the front door to see a child bleeding out unconscious at the front door, suddenly a door swung open and a middle aged man attempted to fire on me, I eliminated the threat and trained my efforts back on the child. I started resuscitative procedure, EDT, on the child to stabilize the child for the paramedics, as I called them from my cell phone, but, the child succumbed to his injuries minutes later regardless of all efforts.. About a week later, after the investigation, I was relieved of duty temporarily by the department therapist, and put on administrative leave. Therapy session continued for months after with little to no effect. My PTSD and night terrors continued to worsen, I was alienating myself from my friends and family, and I was becoming hated on the news, and in the community. It was at this point I got into after school programs to help kids stay off the streets and out of gangs, I felt I had to give back, yet again. The only way I could relive my nerves was drinking heavily on my offtime, about a year later my drinking problem became evident to everyone but me, and I lost my job at the child outreach program, and this left me feeling guilt ridden. My therapist at that time recommended taking some time off from the department, and maybe getting some prolonged vacation time in, so me and my wife came up with the idea to backpack across Europe, we figured a change of scenery and environment might just be what we were needing..

Once in Europe, we decided to visit many places, we worked in each location for a week or two, begging shop owners to wash dishes, cook, clean, anything to make money to make it town to town, country to country. Everything was starting to look up, me and the wife were getting closer, and more confident with ourselves and surroundings, and then one morning, about 4am, we were awoken to the sound of grizzly and grotesque screaming, so I walked out of my room to trace where it was coming from, as I proceeded down the hall and stairs, and into the lobby, I noticed the the reception lady was being assaulted by multiple,,,,,,,, things, she was screaming something, her english was horrible, so I could only assume it was help, but in shock froze, and watched these,,,, things mual her down and bite into her, I ran upstairs back to my room, and told my wife to pack everything we needed, we had 2 minutes, and we escaped the fire exit down the hall. As we stepped outside, we seen these things, EVERYWHERE, so we ran to the bushes and put that city as far behind us, and as fast as our legs would carry us. However, and unbeknownst to us, every village, town, and city was crawling with what I could only describe as human-ish rabbid walkers.

We walked for days, felt like weeks, and we started getting weak, hungry, and ran down, so we decided, it was best when went into a city, and looked for food and water, and better clothing as it was starting to get cold and snow, we simply couldn't survive as under equipped as we were, and the howling wolves were a constant reminder that we would become a meal if we didn't find a means to protect ourselves. I told Jenna to wait where we were, but she replied she was scared, and if anything happened to me, she would want to be with me, so, we set off. Cold, hungry, scared, insecure of our surrounding, we made our way. We found a country house just outside of a city, we desperately opened the fridge, and to our delight, it was packed with what looked like freshly hunted elk, not too sure, but we fired up the gas stove, and started cooking it. We nervously ate our food at the top floor windows making sure the walkers were not coming close to the house, we observed them, and realized something very wrong had taken place, and that we could very well be on our own, over the course of hours, we conjured up many practical ideas of what could have happened, at this point, we have not even though about how we were going to get back home, and just as I was walking through the hallway to go to the washroom, everything went black, I heard Jenna panic, and scurry about, and we checked the panel box, and realized the power went out. We decided it was probably best to get some sleep, and cook up the rest of the food in the morning before set out to go into the city to find tools and weapons..

The next day we had been awoken by voices, we looked at each other with a sense of excitement and hope, so we dashed to the window to see a car out front, and steps below us in the front room, we were nervous, they were speaking in another language. Then we heard them loading weapons, and we knew right then and there we could not risk being discovered, we would be at their mercy, so we snuck over to the next room and quietly opened a window and hopped out onto the roof, before we knew it they had heard us on the roof and rushed outside to see what the noise was about. Out of panic I ran to the woods from which we exited the day before and waited for Jenna, I waited, what felt like an hour, but was only minutes before I decided I need to go back. When I returned to the house, they, and she was gone. I waited at the house for several days, hoping she would come back if she was lost, or broke free, but she never returned, so I set out on my journey to find her, and confident I will die before I leave this place without her, I can't go home to my daughter Falyn, and look her in the face, without her mother. So I packed up all the food I could carry, and I picked up the left shells on the table, and I set out into the fog towards the city, Life or death, I will find her. I love her more than life itself, and I will destroy anything, or anybody that gets in my way.


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