I would of had this up sooner, but I kind of spent an hour on it and then my browser crashed, causing me to loose the entire text.. I bet you can guess how pissed of I was, haha. Sorry if it's not as detailed as it could be, trust me. My previous one most likely had double the word count.
Name: Hanns V. Reinhärdt
Age: 26
Gender: Male
Species: Skunk
Occupation before quarantine: USAF Captain equivalent in the German Federal Defense Air Force (Luftwaffe)
Personality: Hanns wasn't the type of person who would walk up to a complete smile on his face and tell them his entire life story and try to make friends, he was anything but that kind of a person. He preferred to work as he wasn't the best a getting along with others and only on rare occasions did I get along with another person within a group or team. Along with the fact he didn't like working with others, he was even less fond of the idea of being with others. Hanns spent most of his time in his room or garage, working on small projects such as useless gadgets building just for a laugh, to his most tedious project, the restoration of a Junkers Ju 87.
Backstory: Hanns wasn't born into a rich household, nor was he born into an underprivileged one, he was born into what was considered middle class at the time. His family was one of those nationalistic ones who loved their country very much which rubbed off upon him, making him proud to live in the country of Germany, despite it's past. His parents, Morgan Szostek and Karl Reinhärdt, both served in the German Federal Defense Air Force, his Father being primarily a mechanic while his Mother was both a pilot and a mechanic.
Throughout school, he excelled in the classes of English and History, was average in Science, but was horrible when it came to Math as it was was not interesting to him, Hanns had to take math Senior year a second time just to graduate. After High School, he enrolled straight into the Luftwaffe and server until this whole "outbreak" happened.
Personal Possessions:
- A cap. Though, it wasn't just your average cap, it was a WWII SS Officer Cap of black/dark grey coloring.
- Urban fatigue of the colors black, white, and grey which almost matched his fur color. He also had in possession an extra set, but those were torn and worn and now used for rags and patches.
- Casual clothing which consisted of minor damaged black jeans, and a grey T-shirt which was blank besides the faded text which was no longer legible.
- A standard hiking backpack which could be found at any local camping supply store.
- The necessary survival items such as field dressings, a half empty lighter, trust duct tape, three small/medium containers filled with grains and spices, a multi-tool, canteen of water, and a leather sack which held quick perishables such a meat.
- Leather, steel toe combat boots. What did you expect, sandals? Yeah, no.
- Loose rounds of ammo, about seven different ones that didn't fit his weapon.
Primary weapon: A trusty, well worn, Soviet SKS with a PU scope attached to its upper rail. To go along with it, Hanns had four ten round stripper clips, two of which actually had ammo within it. With the twenty rounds, he had five extra in his pocket in case of a rapid emergency which required a few more rounds when the clip ran dry.
Secondary/Melee weapon: What's better then an axe? An axe made from salvaged street signs! That's right, this trust weapon his fashioned from a "stop" sign, the handle of an old axe, duct tape, and paracord!
Appearance: Hanns was a well kept skunk with the normal markings and long, black hair that matched his coat, the length of it reaching his lower back. His eyes were blue, a mix in hue between the sky and the blue waters of the tropics.
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