Post by David Hale on Oct 31, 2010 14:46:21 GMT -5
DOCTOR DAVID HALE
NAME: David Hale
AGE: 34
GENDER: Male
RACE: Human
OCCUPATION: Medical doctor and scientist
REGION: World of War
ERA:Modern Day
POWER: None
EQUIPMENT: His eyeglasses, his ID, and a handgun.
LIKES:
- Reading
- Experimenting
- Helping people
- Learning new things
- Fixing things
- Playing the piano
DISLIKES:
- Having to explain himself
- Not being able to help a patient
- Large crowds
- Soldiers
- Failing
FEARS:
- Never finding a cure for the disease he brought into the world.
- Disappointing his family.
SECRET:He was initially going to reject the Southern Faction’s job offer, because he believes siding with soldiers and indirectly war would be in conflict with the oaths he made as a doctor to never harm anyone. He took the job out of purely selfish reasons, and he is very much ashamed of that. Especially since it led to so much suffering.
PERSONALITY: David is a quiet and soft-spoken man who can lose himself entirely in things that would bore other people. His “normal” hobbies are usually solitary ones, such as reading and playing the piano. Although he hasn’t played it in years now, the war keeping him far too busy to sit down and produce music. At least books can teach you something, and one can never learn enough. He enjoys broadening his horizons so he can fulfill more jobs and rely on fewer people.
Speaking has always remained difficult for him, mostly because few people felt he had anything interesting to say, so if and when he talked, not many people listened and would instead find more entertaining company. David doesn’t speak to entertain, he speaks only when he needs to, and otherwise enjoys the silence around him.
He isn’t a great fan of larger crowds, and generally prefers to work alone as both a result of his childhood, as well as his lack of trust in other people’s abilities. He lives by the rule of, “If you want something done right, do it yourself.”
Not many people enjoy his company due to his reluctance for idle chatter, and the feeling is mutual. The only ones he seems to tolerate for long are his assistants, and of course his family. Although he sometimes finds it hard to be around them as well, as they constantly try to coax him into talking more, joking around, talking about meaningless things such as the weather and the list goes on. He loves them, so he tries his hardest to be more social around his family, but it’s difficult for him because he feels it goes against his nature.
He’s also under the impression that he owes his siblings and has to pay them back, for they were more or less the only friends he had during the first decade of his life.
To his patients, David is honest and to the point, believing that beating around the bush benefits absolutely no one.
Although he is almost always polite to both his patients and other people, he isn’t a warm and caring doctor, and usually leaves it up to a nurse to comfort someone after getting bad news about their condition. He would more than likely make them sadder anyway by expressing his beliefs that there is no such thing as a heaven or an afterlife and this was the only chance they got and now it’s over. For some reason, people can’t bear reality, and so he spares them from it out of decency.
What he lacks in social grace, he makes up for with his work ethics. If you’re willing to work with him, he’ll do anything in his power to try and heal you, even at the expense of his own health. He also truly feels bad when his patients die. He never lingers about it though, life goes on, and if he had to go through a grieving process for every patient that ever died, he’d never be able to function properly.
If there’s one thing that gets him frustrated it’s having to explain himself. He never says anything or presents anything without researching it properly, so he finds it distasteful when people seem to question his integrity, or when someone who really wouldn’t understand his train of thought goes around forcing him to try and get them to understand. He would love it if people would just take his word for something for once.
He also doesn’t like soldiers much, even though his brother was one and he himself served as a medic for a time. As a doctor, he pledged never to knowingly inflict suffering upon another, and even though he isn’t the most social creature in the world, he firmly believes in his pledge and hates when he has to break it. Soldiers seem to be the exact opposite, willingly harming one another in a fight that isn’t even their own.
One of the few things that do seriously affect him are his concerns for his relatives and his guilt over the role he played in the outbreak of the virus that caused the dead to rise from their graves, but never actually bring back the person, rather bringing back a flesh-eating monster. Even though his assistants and co-workers repeatedly tell him he wasn’t to blame, and that it was the Commander’s fault for going against his advice, David still can’t help but feel he’s the sole cause of all the pain and suffering that was placed upon an already suffering nation.
After all, if he hadn’t come up with the idea and actually tried to realize that idea, they wouldn’t be in this mess now. Yes, the dead would still be dead, and his brother would remain dead with them, but it was better to see your loved ones sleeping peacefully for all eternity than to have them wander about the street trying to feast off the living.
They were still dead, the only thing he’d managed to do was give them the ability to get up and wreak havoc.
He spends most of his waking hours trying to figure out a way to undo his mistake, and the few hours he isn’t working are spent lying awake, the thought of walking corpses chasing the living often haunting his thoughts and dreams.
HISTORY:
David was the first of three children to be born to the Hale household, and as such, his parents had high hopes for him. He later got a younger sister and a younger brother, both of which he cares for a great deal, even up to this day.
Since David’s childhood, he was always a bit awkward and out of place. He enjoyed things other children hated, he was often the first in class to understand what a teacher was trying to say, and usually blew through his tests and exams as though they were nothing.
Not many children liked him, and so he was often excluded or ignored. It did bother him to some extend that he didn’t fit in, and around the age of 13, he began to slack on his homework and would occasionally even purposely ruin his tests. This seemed to have an effect, as he slowly began to get more friends, although he was still considered a bit odd.
When his brother got injured during a drunken brawl when David was only sixteen, he got into a heated debate with one of the doctors, as he did not approve of their methods and felt they would only damage his brother more. A head physician overheard and was impressed by the young man’s knowledge on both medicine and anatomy, and sent a letter of recommendation to a prestigious medical school, urging them to let David study with them.
He graduated five years later, at age 21. It was at this time that his younger brother decided to become a soldier, despite his family’s objections. David on more than one occasion tried to talk him into leaving the army and finding a safer job. Of course, his objections were completely ignored, and upon realizing he wouldn’t talk his brother out of it he tried his hardest to be supportive. At the time, there really weren’t many conflicts anyway, so his brother was mostly just training and guarding important individuals. Nothing dangerous about it, but there was always the risk of a war breaking out, and his family always seemed to be well aware of that sad fact.
The years slowly passed by, and his entirely family was changing while David himself seemed to be more or less the same as always. His sister got married and had a son, then a daughter, and then a divorce. Times were tough on her, and so David and their parents decided to financially support her while offering her to come back to her childhood home.
At age 25, the war his entire family had been dreading arrived. And it wasn’t a small one. This was a war that would come with great costs, many of these costs being David’s.
Being a doctor, a great deal of responsibility was put on his shoulders. After two years of treating war victims, David was pressured into a position of Medic by his brother. He didn’t enjoy it, but it allowed him to keep an eye on his younger sibling, and so he truly put his heart into his new position. There were casualties from both sides, and he treated both sides until he was ordered to stop helping the enemy, and was forced to watch seemingly innocent people die right before his eyes while the tools to safe them were in his hands.
Two years later, David suddenly disappeared. The reason for his disappearance was family related. Not only were his parents, his sister, and his niece and nephew in constant danger, but his brother had been gravely injured, and eventually, he died.
He blamed many people for the young man’s death, but also realized life continued on.
During his absence, David worked on a way to “cure” death. The initial thought behind it was to bring his brother back, but over time it turned into a desire to bring back all the people who had fallen during this senseless war, as soon as said senseless war came to an end.
Thinking and writing on it was easy and cheap, actually developing the cure would take a lot longer and there would be a lot of work involved; testing, revising, testing some more… David knew he couldn’t do it alone, and tried to get government support for his project. Sadly, the war was taking up too much money, and David’s project was put on halt for an indefinite amount of time.
Commander Gabriel Stratos offered him a way to continue his project; If David agreed to become head of the Southern Faction’s medical facility, the commander himself would support him in his efforts to cure death.
David and his staff continued to work on the cure, but it was proving to be more difficult than they’d initially thought, and he felt it necessary to hold the drug until animal testing would show the drug would a) work the way it was supposed to work, and b) wouldn’t have any lasting side effect.
The Commander didn’t agree with David’s caution however, and ordered the scientist to release the drug, despite his warnings.
His concerns were founded, because almost as soon as the drug was released, disturbing tales about wandering corpses with a hunger for human flesh arose. He hadn’t created a cure, he’d created a nightmare.
Since that day, he’s been working both as a doctor as well as a scientist. His income was minimal, but what little money he made, he put into his project, determined to undo the mess he had helped create.
The progress is slow, however, now that he relies mostly on his own income to fund the project, and it frustrates him to no end that he can’t do more.
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ALIAS: Madoka
