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Description

[[ : BIO : ]]

Name: Nagasaki, Tamahino

Nickname: Tama, Cape

Age: 14

DOB: january 1

Gender: male

Sexual Orientation: straight

Relationship-Status: single

Blood Type: B

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[[ : SURVIVAL : ]]

Anyone killed: 0

Zombies killed: 7

Weapon: metal pole

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[[ : STATS : ]]

Strength - ◾◾◾️◽◽

Constitution - ◾◾◾◾◽

Dexterity - ◾◾◽️◽️◽️

Intelligence - ◾◾◾️◽◽

Wisdom - ◽◽◽◽◽

Charisma - ◾◽◽◽◽

Courage - ◾◾️◽◽◽

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[[ : PHYSICAL APPEARANCE : ]]

Height: 5'11

Weight: 155.2 lb

Hair Color: black

Eye Color: sky blue

Skin Color: fair

Preferred style of clothing: long-sleeved clothing, jackets, sweaters

_________________

[[ : PERSONAL : ]]

Personality: A consistently optimistic person, Tama likes to spread joy and hope to others. Though it won't work 100%, the effort he puts into it is immeasurable. He likes to please others and he runs on positive feedback. He's incredibly sympathetic, sometimes empathetic, and hates seeing people in a sad mood.
On the other hand, he's a crybaby. Whenever frustrated, overly disappointed, or emotional, especially if it's about his friends, he tends to break out in tears. He hates that he easily cries and would most often cry alone to avoid anyone confronting him.
He's gullible and weak-minded in general. He has difficulty reading people's lies and/or differentiate truth from lies and could easily be tricked into submission. He could never kill or harm a person (he kills the infected with great mental restraint), though he easily gives into peer-pressure. He's a follower, not a leader, and prefers to be given instructions on what to do instead of being left alone.

Likes:
• running
• mochi
• confident girls
• kissing
• tangerines
• black coffee
• entertaining others
• riddles (sucks at solving them)

Dislikes:
• kids (typically <10 yrs old)
• insects
• blood (in contact with it)
• disappointment
• loud noises
• quiet people
• skeptics
• gasoline smell

Fears:
• being left behind
• dying alone
• heights
• spider infestations

Hobbies:
• running
• experimenting
• entertaining/cheering up

History:
Growing up with neglectful parents and two careless sisters, Tama would spend most of his days alone. He was never updated with the fact that his grandfather, of who he spent a lot of time talking with, died until a week later. His grandfather had taught him many survival skills as well as demonstrate them and that was what Tama often remembered him by. His parents fought a lot, most times under the influence of alcohol or drugs. Despite this, he still managed to get an adequate education and childhood because he avoided his family for most of his years and lived with his aunt instead. Tama was relieved when he fit right into his boarding school and even managed to reach popularity as well as schoolwide-spread good reputation.

On the day the infection had reached the school, Tama had been at the back of the school, messing around with his friends. He heard screaming from a distance away and was gradually growing more anxious. He peeked around the corner and saw many students running wild all over the place, as well as hoards of.. what were those?
They had grey, dry skin and their jaws hung open, hungry and desperate. They looked like corpses. And they were. Brought back to life.
Lost in his thoughts, Tama didn't notice his friends slowly being overcome by the infection. He turned around to ask them about if they saw what he saw but they were already bounding towards him. He started running away from them out of panic, picked up a sturdy metal pole, and whacked one of his friends in the head with it. The skull had become so vulnerable; the brains had spilled out and blood was pouring. Was he always this strong?
Taken aback by the blood and the fact that he just basically killed one of his friends, the other infected got up to him and leaped on him. They wrestled for a bit before Tama got the upper hand and slammed the pole onto the zombie's back, breaking its spine. Tama, panicking, confused, and scared for his life, ran around the school and takes refuge in the janitor's closet, the metal pole still in his hands. He cried there for hours. What was going on?

Since then, he had lived inside the closet. He only went outside to see what was happening as well as to scavenge for food. During one of his scavenges, he found a coat on a dead student and a backpack on a different scavenge. How terribly fortunate. It was freezing at night and the backpack had food as well as some tools. Tama didn't lose hope yet, he felt as if there were more people still alive. And there were! They found him sleeping in the closet, hungry and with some injuries which were mostly minor. He woke up seeing different people surrounding him and a wave of relief and joy flooded him. He sat there crying again for a while.

Extras:
• he develops crushes very easily
• he was on the track team as well as the art club
• currently walks with a limp
_________________

[[ : ROLE-PLAYING INFO : ]]

Role-playing style: paragraph[s]; 3+ sentences

Role-playing Preference: discord, dA notes

Timezone: PST (california)

note: if i've'nt replied in an hour or two feel free to @ me! (if im active that is)

Description

[[ : BIO : ]]

Name: Nagasaki, Tamahino

Nickname: Tama, Cape

Age: 14

DOB: january 1

Gender: male

Sexual Orientation: straight

Relationship-Status: single

Blood Type: B

_________________

[[ : SURVIVAL : ]]

Anyone killed: 0

Zombies killed: 7

Weapon: metal pole

_________________

[[ : STATS : ]]

Strength - ◾◾◾️◽◽

Constitution - ◾◾◾◾◽

Dexterity - ◾◾◽️◽️◽️

Intelligence - ◾◾◾️◽◽

Wisdom - ◽◽◽◽◽

Charisma - ◾◽◽◽◽

Courage - ◾◾️◽◽◽

_________________

[[ : PHYSICAL APPEARANCE : ]]

Height: 5'11

Weight: 155.2 lb

Hair Color: black

Eye Color: sky blue

Skin Color: fair

Preferred style of clothing: long-sleeved clothing, jackets, sweaters

_________________

[[ : PERSONAL : ]]

Personality: A consistently optimistic person, Tama likes to spread joy and hope to others. Though it won't work 100%, the effort he puts into it is immeasurable. He likes to please others and he runs on positive feedback. He's incredibly sympathetic, sometimes empathetic, and hates seeing people in a sad mood.
On the other hand, he's a crybaby. Whenever frustrated, overly disappointed, or emotional, especially if it's about his friends, he tends to break out in tears. He hates that he easily cries and would most often cry alone to avoid anyone confronting him.
He's gullible and weak-minded in general. He has difficulty reading people's lies and/or differentiate truth from lies and could easily be tricked into submission. He could never kill or harm a person (he kills the infected with great mental restraint), though he easily gives into peer-pressure. He's a follower, not a leader, and prefers to be given instructions on what to do instead of being left alone.

Likes:
• running
• mochi
• confident girls
• kissing
• tangerines
• black coffee
• entertaining others
• riddles (sucks at solving them)

Dislikes:
• kids (typically <10 yrs old)
• insects
• blood (in contact with it)
• disappointment
• loud noises
• quiet people
• skeptics
• gasoline smell

Fears:
• being left behind
• dying alone
• heights
• spider infestations

Hobbies:
• running
• experimenting
• entertaining/cheering up

History:
Growing up with neglectful parents and two careless sisters, Tama would spend most of his days alone. He was never updated with the fact that his grandfather, of who he spent a lot of time talking with, died until a week later. His grandfather had taught him many survival skills as well as demonstrate them and that was what Tama often remembered him by. His parents fought a lot, most times under the influence of alcohol or drugs. Despite this, he still managed to get an adequate education and childhood because he avoided his family for most of his years and lived with his aunt instead. Tama was relieved when he fit right into his boarding school and even managed to reach popularity as well as schoolwide-spread good reputation.

On the day the infection had reached the school, Tama had been at the back of the school, messing around with his friends. He heard screaming from a distance away and was gradually growing more anxious. He peeked around the corner and saw many students running wild all over the place, as well as hoards of.. what were those?
They had grey, dry skin and their jaws hung open, hungry and desperate. They looked like corpses. And they were. Brought back to life.
Lost in his thoughts, Tama didn't notice his friends slowly being overcome by the infection. He turned around to ask them about if they saw what he saw but they were already bounding towards him. He started running away from them out of panic, picked up a sturdy metal pole, and whacked one of his friends in the head with it. The skull had become so vulnerable; the brains had spilled out and blood was pouring. Was he always this strong?
Taken aback by the blood and the fact that he just basically killed one of his friends, the other infected got up to him and leaped on him. They wrestled for a bit before Tama got the upper hand and slammed the pole onto the zombie's back, breaking its spine. Tama, panicking, confused, and scared for his life, ran around the school and takes refuge in the janitor's closet, the metal pole still in his hands. He cried there for hours. What was going on?

Since then, he had lived inside the closet. He only went outside to see what was happening as well as to scavenge for food. During one of his scavenges, he found a coat on a dead student and a backpack on a different scavenge. How terribly fortunate. It was freezing at night and the backpack had food as well as some tools. Tama didn't lose hope yet, he felt as if there were more people still alive. And there were! They found him sleeping in the closet, hungry and with some injuries which were mostly minor. He woke up seeing different people surrounding him and a wave of relief and joy flooded him. He sat there crying again for a while.

Extras:
• he develops crushes very easily
• he was on the track team as well as the art club
• currently walks with a limp
_________________

[[ : ROLE-PLAYING INFO : ]]

Role-playing style: paragraph[s]; 3+ sentences

Role-playing Preference: discord, dA notes

Timezone: PST (california)

note: if i've'nt replied in an hour or two feel free to @ me! (if im active that is)