Cpt. David Anderson

[Cpt. David Michael Anderson]

Captain David Anderson
PLAYED BY :(Alexander Skarsgard)

THE CHARACTER

FULL NAME: Cpt. David Michael Anderson
NICK NAMES: Davie, The Triage King
PREFERRED NAME: David but Davie will do.
AGE: 32
GENDER:male
OCCUPATION: Army Medical Corp, Nurse
HOME REGION: Southeast
PREFERRED WEAPONS: Rifles - M16, 22-250 and .22 LR; Handguns - 1911, .45 Colt
Favorite Saying: The hardest part about surviving a zombie apocalypse is pretending to not be excited about it being a zombie apocalypse.

PHYSICAL DESCRIPTION: David is an intimidatingly tall man at six foot and six inches. He seems to loom over everyone with an ominous presence, but that is something he cannot help. In college he was one heck of a basketball player, as he is of a slim muscular build. ROTC and the Army keep him muscles while his previous post, Fort Benning, GA, kept him tanned. He has a few scars, one above his lip from a fist fight in highschool, some on his arms from high school sports and a few acquired from various scraps. He has a tattoo of an antlered deer head on his left arm, like the Browning symbol, as he used to be, and still is, an avid deer hunter. Shaggy blonde hair, now that the Army no longer exists, and bottomless blue eyes give him a welcoming look while a crooked nose and smirk make him an imp. Old habits die hard so he tends to keep himself clean shaven, which does not hurt his looks any at all.
David learned competency in the army, so he walks and speaks with confidence. He has a presence that tends to make people believe what he is saying, especially when it comes to healthcare. He can hunt and stalk with the best of them, knowing the value of silence in the woods. This is the type of person who you want watching your back or delivering your kid.

PERSONALITY: David has never been much of a hothead, but he will defend himself or stick up for someone else if he has too. He has always had a bit of a soft side for those who cannot do for themselves, so he went to nursing school. He actually likes being a nurse, it allows him to interact with patients in a way doctors are not allowed to, and as a combat medic he was allowed to actually go into the field. Because of that, he does have slight Post Traumatic Stress Disorder but with the way world is currently, who doesn’t?
He wasn’t born a natural leader, he preferred to stay in the background voicing an opinion only when necessary but the Army had other ideas. He had to learn to lead and learned those skills just as easily as he learned how to put in an IV in the middle of a battle. He can be relied upon to get things done and to hold to his word, as long as it benefits him and those he has taken under his protection. Try to cross him, or harm his people, and David can become a different type of soldier all together. Davie is the king of the triage, he doesn’t mind blood and will often wade into the middle of a battle to take care of what needs to be taken care of. This is a dangerous tendency for him to have and it might end of getting him killed one day.
Don’t let his virtues fool you, David has his share of vices too. He has been known to go his own way regardless of orders. While he wouldn’t call himself a loner, someone else might. Alone or with people David doesn’t care, he is gonna do what he is gonna do either way. He has a sarcastic streak to him, it is a coping mechanism for his PTSD. And David is a serial womanizer, he has not been able to remain with one woman for long and often moves on to a new relationship before ending the old. And he is shameless about this fact.

LIKES

• Action
  
• His Job
  
• Women
  
• a good prank and a good sense of humor
  
• hunting
  

DISLIKES

• Lazy whiners
  
• incompetent leaders
  
• cats
  
• Zombies
  
• sleeping on the ground
  

HISTORY BEFORE: David was born in Alabama so it is not hard to imagine his childhood. He grew up a southern boy and a redneck, mud tires , guns and beer were all he knew. It was a good childhood though, his father was a local football coach and his mother was a teach at the elementary school. During the winter months, he often skipped school to go deer hunting and it was a rare day when he didn’t bring some type of animal home. The oldest of six children, David learned to take care of his brother and sisters early on in life, and he regrets losing contact of them. With eight people in the family, money was hard to come by and love had to make up for lack of money, but there was lots of love to go around. He learned the meaning of a dollar early on and outside of the winter months, David did yard work or played basketball.

He learned to trade girls off early but at sixteen almost got in serious trouble when one of his girlfriends came up pregnant. She told everyone it was his but when push came to shove after the baby’s birth, turned out it was one of the teacher’s at the school and David got away. Upset over the pregnancy though, David’s dad made him swear to straighten up and fly right or find a new home, so David joined ROTC. He made it through the rest of high school getting into occasional fights but with decent grades, earning an ROTC and basketball scholarship to Georgia Tech University. He was undecided at first, but found he had an aptitude for biology so decided to become a nurse.

Four years of basketball at Georgia Tech, when he earned a biology degree, eventually passed and David was commissioned into the Army. He served a tour in Iraq, before returning to the states and finally going to nursing school. As soon as he had his RN license it was back to Iraq for another tour. In between his third tour and fourth tour he got married, mostly because his married friends told him he should get married. It went bust so he got divorced and found himself posted to Afghanistan. He spent a short tour there before being reassigned to a long term assignment in Germany.

David will tell you that in German he met the only woman he has ever loved to date, a Sheena Malone, a fellow Army nurse. She was tough and strong, got David’s sense of humor and didn’t take herself too seriously. Sheena could light up any room just by smiling and most of the personnel in the Army hospital considered her the best nurse there. She was not made for combat situations, tending to collapse into ‘helpless’ mode but in the hospital even David was hard pressed to be her equal. David and her were a serious item for the two years he was there and he intended to make it more permanent when they both got different orders. David was being sent home to a Texas post here he would be training combat medics, while Sheena was going home to New York. And truthfully time just slipped away from the two of them before they could get it back.

David was not a good teacher. He had the experience and the skills but he was very much ‘just get out of my way, I can do it better’. His students found him to be gruff, even when he made attempts to be humorous and kind with them, he just could not connect to the students. So after two years of teaching, David was sent to an Army hospital as the Emergency Department Head. This is where he was when the apocalypse happened so he got a first line sight of it, and could have been somewhat instrumental in saving a few lives by quickly recognizing transmission signs.

DURING APOCALYPSE: David was on duty in the Emergency Department when he had his first encounter with a zombie. It was just before midnight on a friday night, he will never forget that. He was supposed to have been on leave, one of his siblings was getting married, but another nurse had been involved in a wreck and David had been needed for duty. It had been a quiet night, unusual for a full moon which usually brought out the crazy types, even on a military post. He had just finished changing a wound dressing on a patient when his soon to be zombie patient came in. The guy was fine for the time being, he had a black eye, split lip, broken knuckles and a bite mark. The broken knuckles had brought him to the ED, the bite was just an afterthought. David wasn’t assigned his case, but this is where he learned something was amiss in the world. Apparently the guy had been jumped and bitten by a person, zombie not being a used term at the time, and the attacker had been shot and killed when he refused to surrender to the police. David had thought nothing of it, until a few hours later when the patient turned and attacked his nurse, resulting in the patient being killed. When the nurse did not show up to work a few days later, along with more encounters and news reports, David began to put two and two together and come up with four.

Within two weeks his post had dissolved into complete anarchy and David was barricaded in his own house on post with an M16 and his hunting rifles. Just before he lost all contact with the outside world, he received a call from Sheena asking him how things were and to say she wished she was with him because things were getting rough where she was. She told him she was in Nashville, but her hospital was closed due to the outbreak. He promised he would come get her but he needed to get home to check on his family first and he told her where they lived. She claimed that she would try to meet him there, she had a few army buddies who were not infected and were willing to go with her. David tried to warn her stay but their call was dropped.

The next day he gathered as much of his survival supplies as he could, loaded them up into his small pick up and started for GA. It was slow going, what stations were still open charged outrageous prices for their gas so in Mississippi David finally gave up and put himself on foot. By then it was easy to scavenge and scrounge out of abandoned stores and cars for food and clothing, though zombies were not so easy to avoid. It didn’t take long for David to learn that sleeping on the ground was not a good idea. After a scare one night in west Alabama, David no longer sleeps on the ground or in a house alone. He got to his parents place to find it abandoned and a note pointing him in the direction they had went. Convinced they are alive, he is now headed north to find Sheena before anything happens to her.

ROLEPLAY EXAMPLE:

The house looked deserted, but that did not mean it was. The last hour had been quiet; he could just hear the birds settling in for the night in the surrounding trees. The garage door was open along with the inner house door, indicating someone had left in a hurry. He had walked a full circle around the house, it had a clear line of sight and he had seen no sign of zombies. In fact his last zombie sign had been this morning, but he had carried a lot of ground since then and doubted those zombies had been able to follow him.

With the birds still singing, usually a good indication all was clear as the birds did not like zombies, neither did other animals he had noticed, David walked into the house. “Hello?”, his voice rang out, “My name is David Anderson”, he added, pausing in the kitchen. The smell of spoiled milk made him sigh, he had not had a glass of cold milk in weeks. And spoiled milk meant the power was probably out. His first order of business was to find food, lucky for him the cabinets and pantry were well stocked with non-perishables. He found a case of bottled water in his search and added that to his pack as well. Shouldering his 22-250, his favored gun as it put a zombie now with no trouble; he searched the rest of the house.

A few hours later he was settled in a bed on the second floor. He had put empty cans and glass bottles across the stairs hoping it would make enough noise to wake him up should he have an unexpected visitor. His .45 was in his hand, safety off. Another lesson he had learned the hard way, always sleep with your safety off. He was confident enough in his skills he could save a human from a gunshot, but he could not save himself from a zombie bite. It did not take long for darkness to come to him; it had been a long day of walking.

The sounds of crushing glass and rattling cans woke him up quickly, by sheer dumb luck he did not squeeze off a round as he sat bolt upright in bed. He could just hear the thumps and bumps of zombies on the stairs as they followed whatever it was they followed towards him. “Damn the snoring”, he cursed himself, though whether or not he had been snoring he did not know. Within seconds the bed was pushed against the door, a deterrent for those zombies in the house. Now he had to get out of the house. A few stragglers were milling in the driveway in front of the house, but luck was with him. He opened the window and climbed onto the roof. He took aim with the handgun and shot one zombie, hoping the noise would draw the others towards the front of the house. Not bothering to look back he scaled the peak of the house. Seeing no zombies in the backyard, he slid to the edge and jumped off.

And felt his ankle pop. “Just great”, he grunted, tucking the gun back into its’ shoulder holster. Adjusting the rifles and the pack on his pack, he started trotting at a fast pace away from the house. A faint pink tinge on the skyline said it was hours before dawn. He shook his head as he hobbled away from what could have been his deathbed. “No more houses”, he told himself, disappearing into the woods. This new world had a bunch of rules and David had always hated OJT.

PLANS: I would love it if someone made Sheena, if not that will be his ‘quest’ of sorts. Certainly I would like him to find someone who could be his partner in his ‘quest’. There might even be a chance for him to become a leader, albeit reluctantly. And he could become somewhat instrumental in figuring out why this plague happened or how to stop it or something.

ANYTHING ELSE?: Once i get enough money, David will more than likely ‘find’ a dog.

ABOUT THE AUTHOR

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