BASICS

Name: Daryl Dixon
Nicknames: Archer, Pookie
Personality type: ISTP
Birthday: Dec 1976
Zodiac: capricorn
Alignment: chaotic good
Age: 36
Sexuality: homosexual, demiromantic
Socially: introverted
Temperament: melancholic
Mental health: PTSD, is withdrawn, has reactive attachment disorder, has moments of regression, has sensory processing disorder, occasionally has auditory and visual hallucinations

APPEARANCE

Height: 5'8
Body type: sinewy, broad shoulders
Skin color: peachy, pale under clothes
Eye color: stormy blue
Hair color: brown - long and shaggy

FAMILY

BROTHER: Merle Dixon (deceased)
FATHER: Will Dixon (deceased)
MOTHER: Lenore Dixon (deceased)

PERSONALITY & TRAITS:

Postitives: observent, loyal, an amazing tracker, hunter, street fighter, can fight like a bulldog, and is highly moraled.
Negatives: reserved, aggressive, distrusting, cold, highly guarded, feral at times, resorts to violence over deplomacy, cusses too much, snaps easily, emotionally withdrawn...
Habits: bites at his nails until they bleed, chews on random objects, stares into space, avoids eye contact unless he's trying to appear dominant, afraid of intamacy but craves it from those he loves, can sit very still if he needs to, tends to sit in dark places and sleep anywhere but a bed, sits by himself in a room full of people.
Weaknesses: women, children, his brother, degrading name calling, emotions, differintiating love and friendship.
Fears: large dogs, thunder, falling in love, being totally alone

SKILLS

COMPASSION: 8/10
EMPATHY: 6/10
CREATIVITY: 5/10
EDUCATION: 4/10
STAMINA: 8/10
PHYSICAL STRENGTH: 7/10
BATTLE SKILL: 9/10
INITIATIVE: 6/10
RESTRAINT: 4/10
AGILITY: 9/10
STRATEGY: 8/10
TEAMWORK: 9/10

PAST

Daryl grew up in the mountains of Northern Georgia with his older brother Merle, under the roof of their neglectful parents; their father, an abusive alcoholic and their chain-smoker mother. Merle was the only one he had to confide in and look up to during his childhood and in a way, Merle became his inner voice and the person he molded himself after.

Merle was sent away to juvenile detention on multiple occasions and became frequently absent from Daryl’s life. Daryl was forced to fend for himself and eventually adopted a survivalist mindset.

The brothers lost their mother in a house fire which had been caused by a cigarette while she was drunk in bed. Daryl was eleven. He was supposed to be watching her. After this event, Daryl found himself lost in the woods for nine days after he ran away. Eventually, he managed to find his way back home and was shocked when his father hadn’t even noticed he was gone. He walked through the back door and made himself a PB&J sandwich.

The siblings were mentally and physically abused by their father, which eventually made Merle abandon the family and join the military, subsequently leaving Daryl. Daryl’s father would get drunk and beat Daryl, and sometimes sexually abused. Merle is never aware of the abuse, but finds scars on Daryl’s back, a dead giveaway of the shit his brother suffered.

Daryl’s dad gradually became more and more neglectful and abusive, spurring Daryl to go out and hunt for his own food and steal things from grocery shops. Often, his father would yell at him for not being a good enough hunter, which Daryl challenged by hunting every day, not even going to school.

After his father goes as far as r*ping him, a 17-year-old Daryl runs away to find Merle in Atlanta. He checks the enlisting offices and finds out Merle was discharged for reckless behavior. Somehow, he manages to run into him on the streets and starts to follow his lead. The two became drifters and dwindled into a dangerous life style.

At one point, the pair resided in Merle’s drug supplier’s house where the trio watched TV and by noon had gotten high. A discussion went violent and the dealer punched his Merle, where Daryl retaliated by savagely beating the guy. The dealer then threatened to shoot Daryl, a large argument ensued, which ended with the dealer punching Daryl in the gut, causing him to vomit. Merle and the dealer laughed the incident off. Following this near-death experience, Daryl gradually came to view himself as an unimportant individual who held no value or purpose in life, increased by Merle’s deprecating talk and his father’s abuse.

Throughout his life, he trailed Merle like a lost puppy. When dragged to bars and slipped a fake ID, Daryl would get drunk and led into bed with random men. Always made sure to do it in towns over so Merle never found out. He was never able to find someone he truly loved, or to actually date anyone; they moved around too much and Daryl was never able to open enough to let someone that close.

When the zombie apocalypse comes, they return to their childhood home for their guns and Daryl’s crossbow. Daryl walked into his father’s bedroom, for his pistol, and was attacked by his zombified dad, who had tried to overdose with cocaine to escape the apocalypse. Daryl was pushed to the ground and wasn’t able to kill him, even though he had the gun loaded and ready to go. Merle saved him and shot their father, and they didn’t say anything for the rest of the day.

Along the way to Atlanta (safe zone), they both met up with Shane’s group. They helped set up camp near a quarry. During their stay at the camp, they spent a considerable amount of time hunting animals. According to Merle, they had planned to rob the camp blind before Merle was left in Atlanta.