Name: Connell Reid
Age: 42
Hometown: Detroit, MI
Hair: red
Eyes: green
Weapon of Choice: Any sort of shotgun ("I barely have to aim!" wink , or an automatic or semi-automatic rifle if he can get a laser sight for it. Also machete.
Likes: Video games, movies, the internet in general, cats, Chinese food, attempting to grow some of his own food, jogging, and a new found interest in weapons.
Dislikes: How he hasn't gotten a single one of his plants to live long enough to get food from, kids, pigeons, fake milk, rain, dolls or other like things (Automantonophobia), needles, and THOSE DAMN BACK-HUMPING THINGS.
Strengths: In fairly good physical condition, shoots pretty straight for a beginner, and handles pain fairly well.
Weaknesses: Poor eyesight (used to wear only contacts, but having run out he has to rely on his glasses), will refuse to ever use an adrenaline shot, and is a bit more afraid of the zombies than he lets on.
History: Connell, an actor, had recently been hired to play the part of a no-nonsense, tough guy in a zombie movie. He almost didn't get the part, but the man ahead of him came down with the green flu. Not wanting to look like an idiot with the guns, he and a buddy of his went down to a shooting range, and Connell quickly found he really liked playing with these violent toys. When the infection caused everyone to start mutating into monsters, Reid couldn't help but laugh at the irony of his situation.
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