Mr. Foster
Foster had wandered into day trading from a mediocre English private school education, with the classic "you'll never amount to anything, Foster" ringing in his ears from the school's careers officer. Not that Foster really cared. But, bizarrely, he found that day trading suited him. He started to generate large sums of money and thoroughly enjoyed it. Not that he would admit to enjoying a job, obviously. He also had a habit of verbally abusing authority figures. This led to Foster being seen as a clever, smart guy, with a sardonic sense of humor and great taste in clothes and cars. Or a jumped-up little tool. You decide.
DJ Scully
The coolest Dutch underground DJ of his generation. Scully can't help but be loved by everyone. Women seem to end up loving him, regardless of any common sense involved. The men should all hate him for that alone, but he's just too much fun to be around. When the outbreak broke, he'd just finished a monster set at a disused insane asylum north of London. As the Zeds tried to eat everyone, being quick-witted and quick on his feet, if not combat-trained, kept him alive. Scully has always had trouble taking life seriously and the apocalypse hasn't changed that. Just that he's really good at dispatching monsters. So good that it spawned silly rumours that he must be ex-special forces, which is just another Scully joke.
Ana Larive
She would probably be assigned to that group the establishment called "disaffected youth", except that Ana largely didn't give enough of a crap about anything except travelling around Europe indulging her passions for photographing abandoned places and for death metal bands. And now there isn't much "establishment" left, Ana cares even less. While there is now a distinct lack of bands on tour, there are ever-more abandoned places. And the sweet part about her current job is that she gets to go into those places and make them look even more abandoned. You see, she's discovered a new passion - blowing stuff up!
Reverend David Alberts
Half English, half Scottish, Alberts was always physically tough, tempered by his desire to help others. That tough, solid, no-nonsense approach was perfect for a stint as an Army Chaplain, followed by 20 years working with disaffected youths in South London. Having spent his life trying to steer people away from the "bad" side, over to the "good", Alberts wasn't happy when his life's work was destroyed by a pack of raging monsters at tea-time one afternoon. That afternoon, he quickly went from ministering the dead and dying, to bringing down the wrath of Alberts on the heads of all the evil abominations. And on any other body parts he can reach.
Hayato Tanaka
Tanaka is a conflicted individual, with a serious death-wish problem. Born in Okinawa, he was brought up around Americans in the military. Moving to mainland Japan with his family, the Americanised Tanaka failed to fit in and took up drama classes. After college he moved to LA, playing cliched bit-parts in bad movies, before moving on to Europe trying to find more "serious" work. All he got there were bad-guy roles in French gangster films and some tats. Now, in the apocalypse, he seems to be confusing his own reality with some of the movie parts he has played. This seems to involve visions of the Yakuza, demons and a Hollywood take on Bushido.
