Dixon, Daryl

Player Name: Daryl

Character Name: Daryl Dixon

Age: Late 30s

Gender: Male

Ethnicity: Caucasian

Appearance: Daryl is slim built, standing a little taller than average. He has green eyes and brown hair. There is an unkempt aura around him, from his scruffy facial hair to his messy hair. He tends to wear comfortable and often sleeveless shirts in neutral colors along with his cargo pants and boots.

Personality: Daryl is seen as a lone wolf. He has a hot temper at times, but is usually level headed. Although he tends to do his own thing, he is capable of being caring and compassionate with others. He is an experienced tracker and hunter, skilled at using a variety of weapons, but favors his Horton Scout HD 125.

History: Daryl and Merle lived within the mountains of North Georgia, under the roof of their neglectful parents; their father being an abusive alcoholic and their mother being both that and a chain-smoker. When Daryl was old enough to ride a bicycle, they lost their mother to a house fire that had been caused by her cigarette when she was asleep. Merle was at least 12 years old when their mother died, as he was in juvenile detention at the time. Merle raised Daryl to share his beliefs and be tough like a grown man. However, he too was often absent from Daryl's life; part of that had to do with the fact that he was frequently in juvenile institutions. This led to Daryl having to frequently fend for himself. Once, after their mother's death, but before Daryl reached age 12, he got lost in the woods for nine full days and lived off of wild berries and used poison oak as a substitute for toilet paper. When Daryl managed to find his way home, his father had not noticed his absence. He walked in through the back door and then made himself a sandwich.

Both Daryl and Merle were physically abused by their father, causing Merle to abandon the family. Merle claimed to never know that his father was hurting Daryl too, but Daryl does not seem to believe him.

When the apocalypse began, he and Merle headed towards Atlanta for shelter. Along the way, they both met up with Shane's group and found out Atlanta was overrun. They helped set up camp near a quarry. During their stay at the camp, they spent a considerable amount of time hunting animals. According to Merle, they had planned to rob the camp dry before Merle was left in Atlanta. Daryl owns a grey 1973 Ford F-250 pickup truck.

Sample Post: "You have got to be joking," was the first thing out of Daryl's mouth. Staring at the corpse in the road, the one that was trying to eat through a windshield to get at some idiot in their car who was blocking the way, Daryl debated about driving around. Undoubtedly his brother would have, but Daryl wasn't like him. With a curse, he grabbed his bow and opened his door, stepping out into the road and taking aim.

The splatter of brains covered the windshield of the other car, and Daryl decided that was it, all he could do. He didn't even bother retrieving the arrow, there would be more where he was going and he had plenty for now. Climbing back into his truck, he hit the gas and drove around the other vehicle, ignoring anything else that was going on. It wasn't his problem, wasn't his job to protect all the morons out in the world. And this one, this particular moron, had taken up the majority of the road he was driving down in their stupidity.

He had to aim for the very edge of the road, but it was easy enough to drive past. Leaving that mess behind, Daryl kept his eyes on the road again, anxious to make it to Atlanta and find some form of safety.