Guess who's back, bitches

Ahhh yes Keagan is back and ready to blow more shit up!!

Hopefully going to be more active in the chats again soon ; v;b



Name: Keagan Brandt
Age: 25
Gender: Male
Faction: Explosives master
Stronghold: Junkyard
Height: 6'6"
Primary: Any and all explosives
Ranged: ^^^
Melee: Wooden bat, crowbar
Skill: fast runner since he's so light, and you know...needs to outrun his own bombs
Other: other forms of explosives, fireworks, flash bombs etc
Inventory: Bag in which he carries his explosives, a box of matches, in his pocket he has a lighter, box of toothpicks
Bio/History: Originally born and raised in Brooklyn, New York, he worked as a fireworks maker, and on the side, a black market explosives maker. Creating said explosives is his love and passion. He came up to a town just north of Ash Creek to visit his sister who was living there with her boyfriend. Just as Keagan was readying to go home, the infection broke out. He had come back to his sister's house to find her and her boyfriend infected, so he fled and blew up the house with one of his homemade explosives.
Since then, he hopped around from building to building blowing them up, attempting to kill the infected, but only drawing more hordes in from all the noise he was making. He eventually was the only living thing in this town, as he blew up everything else, and the town was flooding with the infected.
Without another option of survival, he fled the town, and eventually found himself in Ash Creek, where he vowed he wouldn't use any more explosives....that vow lasted three hours.

After blowing up the general good store in Ash Creek by accident, things went a bit downhill for Keagan. Once again he ran solo, no one really wanting to be around him, because he really just.... blows everything up around him.
So he finally just took his explosives and left town.

Several months later, he's returned, assuming everyone he used to know has already died. Basically come back for a fresh start!
.......that and he... accidentally blew up the entire last town he was in.
Personality: giddy, happy-go-lucky, finds the silver lining in everything, likes to joke around, likes to blow stuff up. That's his favorite.
Likes: Blowing stuff up, fire, the sound of his ears ringing after an explosion, jokes, boobs, sex
Dislikes: silence, water, people who are too serious, horses
Other: He's very skinny, doesn't weigh a lot. He can only carry 20lbs. Rarely without a toothpick in his mouth and sunglasses on his head, and he swears like a sailor

He blames himself for Costplus blowing up, since he left his bag of explosives by a faulty (and not to mention sparking) generator. However, he vows to never tell a soul about it.

He's since found sanctuary in the junkyard, honing his melee skills since he always lands himself in a heap of trouble when he uses his explosives.

As well, he flirts with almost every girl he sets eyes on.... so long as they have a nice rack on them, and they aren't blonde. He generally means no harm, and wouldn't lay a hand on a woman in any sense unless she wanted it of course. He's mostly all talk.