Jackson

Full Name: "Jackson Pressing"

Nickname: "Jackson, Jack, J, I don't care" 

Age: "Uhhh I think just turned 20 in June, but age isn't that important after my uhm...*clears throat*.....fiasco."

Sex:  Male

Sexual Orientation: "I...I uhh....W...W-Why do you wanna know?!?"

Birth date: "I was born June 4th I think? It was either that or January 24. Memory's not at its best after death" 

Current residence: "Right now I'm actually at my moms. But I'm kinda doing this thing where I'm mostly at the lab, so I might end up moving there."

Occupation: "I work at the wal-mart on *removed*. My cunt manager knocks over shit in isles for me to pick up! It's not my fucking fault that you-W-What?? Bleeding?!? Oh hell I'm sorry!!!

Hobbies/Pastimes: "I like to read, hang out with my friends, that about it. I used to play violin in what uhhhhm....7th grade? I don't anymore but just something else for you"

Height: 5'10

Skin: Grey Green

Tattoos/Scars? Deep incision on right cheekbone area. Third-degree bruise on lower-left cheek.

Distinguishing features: Open, brain-exposing head wound on upper-left hand side.

Optimist or Pessimist: " I would say I'm more of a realist. If something's going bad, then something's going bad I don't see what can be said to change that." Pessimist

Likes: "I like to uum read? Uh lets see...uhh I like to hangout with friends. I like the color red. I like uh...sleep. I like to eat raw meat. Not really flesh I'm not an asshole zombie."

Dislikes: " I don't uhhh really like people much. I don't really like loud areas much either. It's a hassle to go to parties and meeting and shit like that. I'd rather just stay home, yeah?" 

Friends: " Uhhh let's see...well of course there's Mess, uhhh Matt, the robot, that cunt redhead, and uuhh that's about it. I'm not really much social, sorry. We done?"