Application- Dillpickle789 (re-edited)

[Dillpickle789]

General

Minecraft Name: Dillpickle789
Previous RP experiences: Some other servers
Have you played on any other servers? Why did you leave?: Just looking for a new experience.
What feature of Kiwike are you most interested in?: The new RP aspects
How did you hear about Kiwike: On minestatus

Character

Character Name: Troy
Spawn Location: Icenfjord
Gender: Male
Age: 98

General Background Information:
My name is Troy, It's been 98 years since my birth 78 since my death. I was born on kiwike, though I don't remember where or who my parents are. I don't know how I died, sometimes I see bright flashes and images of a past that I'm not even sure is mine... everyday I feel my mind slipping, I don't know how I am going to retain my mind much longer. With every passing day the skin is rotting off my bones and my mentality grows weaker. How much longer do I have, I have to find help...I have..to...*groans*...
((Flash Back)) Troy is walking through the woods, it's just about sunset and the sunlight streaming through the canopy paints the world orange. "Sure I'll get apples form the forest at night" Troy grumbles to himself. "No no It's not inconvenient or dangerous." He throws the apple in his hand angrily against a tree. suddenly a cold passes over his shoulders and a dark voice pierces the air. "Don't you hate her? Wouldn't you rather see her dead? How much more will you take?" Troy dropped the apples and ran in fear from the strange voice.
((Cuts Forward)) *Glass breaks and troy runs back toward the forest.* "DAMN IT What did I do to deserve this!?" He exclaimed to no one in particular. *The chill rolled back over him.* " I can help you, I would give you a life without her, a life all your own?" The dark voice replied again. "Just give yourself to me," red eyes glowed behind Troy, "It's completely painless, let me end your worries."...
*Suddenly wakes up* Where am I. No! Not again, it's getting worse. How long did I lose myself. Where am I? Did I hurt anyone...there is blood on my hands...I have to find help before it's too late. I have to...
(Yup, he's a zombie but he still has his wits about him. At least somewhat, and he is desperately searching for a way to keep his last few shreds of humanity.)

Physical Condition/Description :
Rotting flesh, tattered clothes, some gruesome unclosed wounds.

What is your character's main objective? What do they wish to gain out of this experience of living?:
To find a way to maintain his mentality.

Picture of your minecraft skin :


It got closed but I wasn't done. However I have already been white listed, so this is just with an expanded back story as was requested.

[Saera]

Nice nice. Anytime you really look to writing a detailed story, you can post it on the RP/lore section.