Starting Universe: Shattered
Name: Bob
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Appearance: Constantly covered in a hazmat suit at all times, under the suit he's just a regular guy, with nothing really out of the ordinary. His lungs are terrible though.
Items: Hazmat suit, disinfecting wipes, gas mask, a ton of cigarettes, air spray, Browning Hi-Power and Remington 870, with a good amount of ammunition for both in emergencies.
Backstory: A biohazard specialist. Had a side gig that turned into the main gig as a pest control expert. Really has the mentality of a grade-schooler, and the intelligence of one too. Also smokes a lot. Smoking is bad kids
finally got together the motivation to throw together a character
*Sighs as they walked through a semi destroyed section of the lab* "This place is a living health code violation...probably radioactive. The chances of me contracting an aerially transmitted disease are high yet...I continue exploring. And I'm talking to myself. I think I've finally lost it...you did a while ago. Shut up, head. No you first. God I need actual human life right now..."