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Character Name: kirukashi hato 

Age: 24

Gender:male

Species:human

Appearance:he is 180 cm tall slender build  black hair short and shaggy wears standard wu-shu robes (image of the robes in link )
and caries a napsack and ahas a bo staff on his back 
i.ebayimg.com/t/Wudang-Taoist-

Weapons/Abilities:weapon Bo staff and hand to hand combat / abilities : he can sense movement though the air in a 10m radius and is extremely adept at hand to hand combat can dash 40kp/h to a max distance of 6m 
his punches and kicks are honed to block the nerves of the opponent and finally can adept extremely fast to an opponent in the sense that he remembers the way he she moves and can copy those combat moves ( only in hand to hand combat )
hope its not over done i just want to be specific 

he prefers hand to hand but caries is staff with him if the need arises for its use 

Weakness:his weakness is long ranged combat such as wizards (can not copy that ) and archer and other long ranged types 

Personality:he is very observant a keen eye for detail 
he is calm and has strong sense of justice and a uncontrollable urge to help those in need 
he is very kind hearted but tends to keep to him self 

History:he was born in japan and moved to china at the age of 3
after just a few weeks his family died as a result of a break in gone bad and his parents where killed  
he was taken in by a local wu-shu master there he lived and trained till the age of 18 
after that he set out in the world to improve his skill and to use it to protect the weak 

and now he wanders the world helping those in need 

Requested Class in Chatroom:Fist_Fighters( to bad matial artist is not in there )

Character Name: kirukashi hato 

Age: 24

Gender:male

Species:human

Appearance:he is 180 cm tall slender build  black hair short and shaggy wears standard wu-shu robes (image of the robes in link )
and caries a napsack and ahas a bo staff on his back 
i.ebayimg.com/t/Wudang-Taoist-

Weapons/Abilities:weapon Bo staff and hand to hand combat / abilities : he can sense movement though the air in a 10m radius and is extremely adept at hand to hand combat can dash 40kp/h to a max distance of 6m 
his punches and kicks are honed to block the nerves of the opponent and finally can adept extremely fast to an opponent in the sense that he remembers the way he she moves and can copy those combat moves ( only in hand to hand combat )
hope its not over done i just want to be specific 

he prefers hand to hand but caries is staff with him if the need arises for its use 

Weakness:his weakness is long ranged combat such as wizards (can not copy that ) and archer and other long ranged types 

Personality:he is very observant a keen eye for detail 
he is calm and has strong sense of justice and a uncontrollable urge to help those in need 
he is very kind hearted but tends to keep to him self 

History:he was born in japan and moved to china at the age of 3
after just a few weeks his family died as a result of a break in gone bad and his parents where killed  
he was taken in by a local wu-shu master there he lived and trained till the age of 18 
after that he set out in the world to improve his skill and to use it to protect the weak 

and now he wanders the world helping those in need 

Requested Class in Chatroom:Fist_Fighters( to bad matial artist is not in there )
Thursday September 20 2012  : 09:00 pm

i have returned to the kitchen in shock of what i have seen while i was exploring the out skirts of the nearby town.

at around 10 am i packed light and ventured out of the safe confides of the enclosed kitchen though the roof panel.
it was quite easy to gain exes to the roof by using various pipes.
as i was leaving the restaurant i had a sickening feeling that this would be a difficult day.
the day was colder than i had expected, as i walked across the abandon parking lot i saw a movement in the corner of my my heart felt like it wanted to escape my body i dropped down to the floor and i crawled to the bushes.
a paralyzing flash back of the previous day griped me as i lay on the floor waiting for some noise that would confirm what i thought i saw  it felt like he was right behind me standing over me staring at me with blank dead eyes i slowly turned my head to discover it was but my mind playing a tricks on me.
as i recovered my sense i slowly got on my feet and looked in the direction i thought i saw movement before i could rise to me feet i heard a blunt thump like someone dropped a large sack of flower.
i shot back down to floor panting heavenly. i desperately covered my mouth in an attempt to dampen the loud noise of my breathing,i quickly rose to my feet to see what made that noise, as i gazed over the bushes on to the road the wind picked up carrying the putrid stench of rotting flesh that made my eyes water. all that i could see was a dark blurry mass slowly moving on the floor, i blinked my eyes and my sight cleared i discovered that the dark mass was a man heavily injured man
the man was covered in blood one of its legs was missing the blood trail extended as far as i could see  in a wide circle up to the man as i came closer i heard a sound that shock me to the core it was the same gurgling sound that my attacker made.
i puled out my blade and silently called out the the man .
before i could utter a second word of my sentence the head of the man shot up with a sound that resembled a short bark of  large dog, he turned his head left and right in a quick and shocking motion in an attempt to find the location of my voice when he turned his head towards me i saw the horrifying display that was once the mans face. all the flesh was ripped off and one of his eyes was completely gone and the other was hanging by a tread if flesh surely with such injury i should be dead but he wasn't as i slowly approached the morbid living remains of the the man he turned and lashed out in my direction  i jumped  back and moved on toward the town.

as i approached a large roundabout i heard the faint screams of people and i proceeds in to the town to the first house to look for supplies as quiet as i could
journal of kirukashi hato

Thursday September 20 2012 3:30 am


was awoken by noises coming from the restaurant.
it sounded not like the creature i faced outside.
ass i listened to the sounds coming from underneath the steel door, as i was laying on my home made mattress waiting for the noise to pass, i felt nagging urge to investigate the strange noises coming from the restaurant,
then right before  i decided to do so a tall dark figure approached the door, i quickly dove down back in the dark corner of the restaurant kitchen.
i could hear the footstep coming near the door the loud pounding of his heavy boots on the wooden floor shot my heart my throat. could not breath i was trapped in fear.
the dark figure stood in the door way, i could not move infected by the paralyzing poison of fear.
after some time the figure disappeared i thought i was in the clear the suddenly a thunderous blast echoed thought the
kitchen .
i shot back in in my darkened hole to hide and to observe.
the dark figure was trying to bash the steel door in with brute force, he went on to do so for about 10 minutes before stumbling of into the darkness and the silence of my lonely existence in the kitchen returned.

   
Thursday September 20 2012: 08:30 am

i awoke this morning to the horrid scream of the events of yesterdays past.
i i jumped out of my slumber i looked around the room for just a second i thought it was all a dream but that naive thinking soon gave way to the horrifying truth of what is happening in this country or maybe the whole world .
i proceeded to make to see if the power and was still working.
as i stood near the stove of the restaurant i halted in my actions.''what if that man or creature was still out there should i make the commotion of making a meal?''
i decided to investigate my surroundings before i proceeded.
i noticed a ladder going up to a hatch that leaded to the roof of the building. and i decided that that was a better option than opening the loud metal door in front of me.
as i opened the hatch the cold early Autumn air filed my longs.
i got down on all four and carefully looked around it seemed that the place was abandoned once more.
i want down and proceeded to make my meal.

my plan for today

1. don`t die
2. explore the area carefully
3. look for some supplies other than food
4. come back eat and sleep

i only hope it has passed
Wednesday September 19  06:30 pm

i have killed a man today no more  than an hour ago the man seemed to be one of those things overcome with a inconceivable rage and a blood lust only Lucifer him self could match


and after what i have experienced today I have decided to keep writing my journal in the hope that if and when this all passes and human kind is back on its feet i will have a written first hand account of what came to pass this day.
And if u were to die my only hope is that my journal is found.

after my last entry i proceeded up to my room and packed my back pack with the bear essentials to survive when i reached my attic room it was like for a second never was turned on and there was a sense of peace .
a slight cool autumn breeze  blew through the room and i stood in the opening of of the door in a slight moment of bliss.
after i packed my bag and as i was walking down the stairs i noticed that the television was still on.
as i came closer to the living room i could hear the utter panic in the reporters voice and as  i open the door my eyes shoot towards the television and what i saw chilled me to the bone.
i saw the reporter standing near the center of Rotterdam surrounded  by armored police personal, as soon as i stopped to look the police officers opened  fire on an unseen target with in seconds the policeman got jumped by what seem to be a child.
the child bit so hard in his neck that the blood spayed against the camera and in little more than a blink of an eye the whole group was over run and the screen went blank.

i fell into a state of disbelief as was walking to the door ready to leave town .
but right before i stepped foot outside i felt like i hit a wall and my brain was shouting all kinds of theory's of what could happen to me  what happened to my friends , when suddenly my brainstorm was ended by a scream that was more bone chilling than sharp mails on a chalk board i shook my head and headed to the farm lands away from the towns and ppl



several hours passed and i calmed down, it was a beautiful day sun nice crisp breeze and for a moment i was back to my old self enjoying a nice day
suddenly that feeling serenity sank though the floor and straight in to the jaws of hell.
i saw a large group of people run from the town i was so happily approaching.
at that time they were still far away but i could make out that people were being dragged down by a pursuing mob.
they were still at least half a mile away but their screams of agony and fear carried by the wind and in to my ears

i froze in pure horror of what i saw happening at the horizon.
i managed to snap my self out of the gripping cold embrace of fear and hoped over a small wood work fence, and ran straight across the field in an attempt to get to the longer grass and crawl my way to the small forest like park witch was but a 30 minute walk way.

before i reached the safety of the long grass i stopped and  turned to look at the fate that had befallen the fleeing people of the town ahead to my shock i saw that all but one escaped the raving barbarian mob.
the man was quite close and u waved to him and he hoped the fence.
he came storming at me with fierce speed.
just seconds later i realized that he was NOT a survivor but a hellish create that resembled something out of a old zombie movie.
i dint run for he was much faster then i could ever hope to be with my full pack and tiered legs.

i reached down and ready`d my knife.
the thing came at me with a gurgling growl.
he jumped  at me and i rolled under him as he got up and charged me again i made a blind stroke at his head.
then...... silence....
when i opened my eyes i saw the tip of my 10 inc blade stick out of the top of his skull.
the once mad sickened man dropped to the ground with a final dying growl.
i quickly looked around  to see if anyone else saw me but the rest of the mob was still at the same spot

i bent down to get my knife.
the urge to vomit was overpowering as soon a s grabbed the knife i noticed that it was stuck in his skull.
i stepped back to take a deep breath of fresh air, and i placed my foot on his mutilated face and pulled as hard as i could a loud sickening cracking sound and i shot back falling to the ground i grabbed the knife and ran toward the trees.

after that i did not encounter any of those ''zombies '' i proceeded to  the nearby restaurant.
as i approached the place i noticed it was still untouched.
i held my knife to the ready and proceeded in i broke a window to get in and i locked my self in the kitchen witch had a heavy steal door to protect me and to keep my sound from reaching the outside world

it is now 08:30 pm and the gas an electricity is still working so i will make the most of it o don't know how long it will last
journal of kirukashi hato

Wednesday :sept 18th 2012: 07:12 am


i was ruthlessly awoken from a deep slumber by a thunders roaring sound that , in my sleepy daze made me thing the whole ocean decedent on my humble dwelling
as i stumbled out of my bed soaking wet i slowly realized it was but the storm that was pounding the roof of my attic bed room.
i sat on the floor for a minute or so still in a daze getting my bearings to stand up and close my window .

Wednesday :sept 18th 2012: 10:45 am

as i finished mopping up the last of the water from the floor and hang all my sheets and clothes to dry,i caught my self thinking '' this is a good start of the day '' i went down to my living room where a welcome glistening shine of the morning sun. now i can start my morning ritual of coffee and the morning news.


Wednesday :sept 18th 2012: 11:30 am

after staring a the blank screen of the emergency broadcast system for 45 minutes wondering of what horror has befallen the country as i watched the blank loudly beeping television screen my mind raced with all the possible things that can be happening at the moment i this the end of the world as we know it or just a local attack by some extreme group picking a fight with the UN.
in any case i need to get ready for the worst.

Wednesday :sept 18th 2012: 1:30 pm

the television just flickered to life 15 minutes ago and the what i saw did not even come close to the horrors my brain concocted on the period of media silence.
i would appear that there are mass violence on the streets, reports of cannibalism and mutilations in the lager city`s just a few miles from my own home .
my mind keeps repeating what sounds the thoughts of an insane man.
''zombies it has to be zombie no i cant be is it ''
i need a way out of the towns and city`s NOW