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Tom sleep for some time. He was very tired and glad he could finally sleep in peace. He woke up a little before the couple had finished dinner. He got up to see if ginger was there.

As tom walked he saw ginger. "Hey, how was your day?"

"Sounds like it was a lot of fun. By the way, I was talking to some people who said that if we did some odd jobs for them, they would pay is in supplies. If you ever feel bored and like to do some work meet up with them." He heard the wife call for them. "We should probably go and eat." Tom motion for Ginger to go ahead of him.

Name: Tom Scott
Age:17
Gender: male
Appearance: He is a tall geeky looking with short black hair. He likes to wear jeans and a size larger shirt as as not to show how out of shape he is. He always has a solar charger the size of a watch on his right arm. He also has a backpack and a schactel that are black. The backpack has a two solar panels on the back of it. (I only put so much solar panels because I actually have these items.)
Personality: He is care-free but if needed he can be an excellent leader and strategist. He was always perpared for a disaster. He never lets his supplies to far away from him. He is willing to share but he can be very OCD and spend times making things perfect to his standards. This causes him to waste time. He is also very pertective of his friends and views them as a family.
Family:Dead
Crush/Relationship: none
History: He always knew something was coming. He was an advid gamer and was not physically strong. His family died in the beginning so he had fended for his self. He stared raiding for supplies early on. He know keeps up all his electronic perpared for what ever he needs for it. The only reason he survived the water contamantion was all the water filters that he had. You never know what he has in his bag.
Other:

Tom sat down at the table. They begun to eat. Tom starts talking to Jeff about various of topics. He occasionally glances at ginger.

Updated my post.

Tom was in his warehouse. He happened to find it and made it his base. He was always prepared for a disaster and started raid stores early on and now his warehouse was well stocked because of it. He now started to trade his useless supplies. He never leaves his backpack and satchel with him at all times. He was able to get a pistol and rifle and has been getting better each day with them. He has gotten a large supplies of water filters that has helped him survived. Tom was always out trying to trade with people and got really good at it. He started to think he needed to move on from his warehouse. He traded off the last of his things and started to walk on a path that hasn't been travelled on for awhile.

Supplies. Portal solar panels, solar panel backpack, satchel. Various water filters, tablets and phones. first aid kit and more stuff that half the time he fought he had.

Weapon. Pistel, rifle, and a large knife.

He looked at ginger and then at her plate. He could see she only ate a little bit. He exscused himself and went to follow ginger. He stopped her "hey is anything the matter?" He gave a concerning look at her.

He looked at her questionly then sighed. In a soft voice "Ok. If you don't want to tell me i won't push you." He had a sad frown on his face.

He went back to eat making an excuse for ginger. He finishes and goes to the room and goes to sleep.

When Tom woke up he saw that Ginger was no longer there. He left the room and couldn't see Ginger. He decided that he would give her some space. He knew she wasn't fine but he didn't want to have to push her. Tom left the house to do some work for people.

Tom began walking down the path. He didn't know what would happen but he didn't care. He was happy to try something new for a change. After a day or to walking he started to grow tired and felt like taking a break. He walked toward a clearing and saw a girl coming toward him with an bow and arrow ready to shoot. He held up his hand. "Uh.. Hi there."

Tom came to the house after six hours of hard work. But with him came a small wagon and another back pack with a good amount of supplies. He looked toward Ginger. "Hey, how was your day?"

are we still doing this?

He smiled. "Thanks." he put his clothes up. "Hey, I was thinking. In three days a caravan will be leaving to a new town. We should probably head out with them."

He sighed. He went up and hugged her and then left. He started to organize his new supplies he got.

Tom didn't care to explain himself. He left her there daze. When he was finished he saw Ginger still a little surprised. "Hey"

Name: Tom Scott
Personality: Tom is cautious and likes to follow others then lead. He can get over anything and doesn't usually hold things against others. He tries to make peace when he can. For the most part he comes up with insane ideas and can become annoying a lot. He became a natural kleptomaniac and is hard for him not to try to take some one's stuff.
Age: 18
Looks:
Skills: Traps, explosives, cooking, scouting, chemistry
Starting gear/supplies: small advance grenades and pistol on a utility belt. A medium size backpack with some supplies for explosives and textbooks. Also a small satchel with a survival book, and three MREs, and a small knife.
Other details about your character: He was a scout for hire by many people. He wasn't technical fast but could think on the fly or exploded everything. He was trained to make explosives by his father.

Tom had been scouting that area out for awhile. He saw the girl enter the city, but never approached Her. He knew not to trust anyone. He had a gernade in hand ready to launch at any time.

Tom went to his small outpost near the middle of the city. He had found a place where water was coming to and he had set up a filtration system that took him five hours to build. Once he was all resupplied he heard noises near by. He went up to the roof to see if he could get a better view. He saw what his guide identified as a stalker, as big as a man and as fast as dog. They usually came after bigger monsters. He sighed a sigh of relief. That means bigger things have left and taking out a stalker wasn't that hard. He stayed on the roof for a bit.