Post by justice on Dec 12, 2011 22:42:41 GMT -5
Justice James Thomas
23. Human. James Phelps. Straight. Humorous. Collected.
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Justice is older than he seems. This is to say that with everything he has witnessed in his life, Justice is more collected and resilient than most men his age. Justice is a man that has has become quite good at hiding his emotions. However when people take the time to earn his trust and get to know him, he is a witty, humorous, and caring individual. The was a time when he would give the shirt off his back to help someone else. He was the one that brought a smile to someone else face and who took the time to really listen.
Justice enjoys music and being involved in planning ad meetings. He is intelligent and quick to give suggestions. As a boyfriend he is kind and gentle and considerate. He enjoys being out in the open air and being around animals. Justice is also a gifted artist and writer. He does not like rude people or ignorance. He believes all humans are equal. He does not like being alone or being left out and also does not like to see anyone being treated that way.
and the rest of it:
He once thought he had it all. Loving parents and a twin brother as well as a girlfriend that he could not have been more happy with. Everything was perfect. Justice had a good job and was moving up the employment ladder. He was even thinking about proposing. And then this new vaccine hit the media. A wonder drug of kinds... Almost everyone jumped for it. That was a mistake.
When the zombies started, they spread fast. Everything was torn out from under Justice. His brother was the first to go. Right before Justice’s eyes. There was nothing he could do to stop it without sacrificing himself. His girlfriend was next. She had been trying to flee thinking that she could get a way and to the airport. She was almost insane at this point and thought she could buy her way onto a plane. She had not even made it to her car. His parent had not died of zombie attacks but of suicide and of course Justice was the one to find them. Now he was alone.
For a long time he sat hidden away in his house. Afraid to move or speak or even cough. Then something in him snapped. It had been because of all the stress building up. Suddenly he knew what he had to do. He could not hide here forever. Could not die here like his parents had. There had to be more like him. There had to be survivors. Justice decided that he was done being a victim. He was going to be a fighter.
The first thing he did was reinforce the house as best as he could and then he began to craft homemade weapons. When he finally went out there, he may not win, but he was going to go down fighting and take a few of them with him. To him, they were not human anymore. The vaccine had put an end to that. The were monsters and the enemy. He had to find other people. He needed to be with others. He would go crazy locked away alone.
Justice. Central. None.
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