n a m e . . .
n i c k n a m e . . .
a g e . . .
h e i g h t . . .
w e i g h t . . .
e t h n i c i t y . . .
a b i l i t i e s . . .
Hand to Hand Combat
Some knowledge with a shotgun
Sense of smell
t a t t o o s / s c a r s . . .
'X' shaped scar over her face going from temple to jaw each side
a p p e a r a n c e . . .
p e r s o n a l i t y . . .
Usually pretty quiet but otherwise isn't very nice when she does talk. Temperamental and overly cautious, it's hard to gain her trust. Tends to over thinks things and usually always believes someone is going to back stab her. Despite her aggressive and hurtful attitude, she does had a kind heart even if she chooses not to show it. Willing to help those in need who actually deserve it. Not hesitating to help those in need, but won't hesitate to kill those who try to fool or betray her. However, she tends to have a soft spot for animals, having more trust to those who have one and has a soft spot for some small innocent looking girls. Once her trust is gained, she will protect those she cares for with her very life.
z o d i a c s i g n . . .
a s p i r a t i o n s . . .
Survive and locate her sister
d o m i n a n t e m o t i o n . . .
Both anger and wanting to protect the well deserved
q u i r k s / o d d i t i e s . . .
She has very sensitive ears, and tends to melt if someone touches them.
s k i l l s . . .
Pretty much the same as above
f i v e g o o d t r a i t s . . .
Willing to help those deserved
f i v e b a d t r a i t s . . .
'I take care of myself!' attitude
Can get overly protective of those she cares for
l i k e s
d i s l i k e s
✘Too much light
s e x u a l i t y . . .
a v e r a g e c l o t h i n g . . .
White shirt, black jacket, camo cargo pants, black fingerless gloves and combat boots
k e e p s a k e s . . .
A silver chain necklace with a sapphire as a pendant
w e a p o n s. . .
Her gloves have some metal slates in them for combat. Her feet, a metal scissor strapped tip pipe, a regular shotgun
Double Barrel Shotgun: Close Range: http://fallout.wikia.com/wiki/Double...un_(Fallout_3)
b i o . . .
Alex grew up with her sister and with her single mother, her father having abandoned them when she was born. Her life was mostly normal, she went to school and mostly just spent time with her little sister, Astelle. Alex was the tomboy, her little sister was the sweet one who everyone adored. They grew up and one day when they came home from school at the age of ten, they found their house on fire. Quickly, Alex had rushed in to try and find their mother but she only managed to see her mother's corpse burning before policemen dragged her back. That was the last time she saw her sister, after they were separated by the government. Astelle was adopted and moved away while Alex was stuck in a orphanage. No one wanted a stubborn little girl who was constantly snappy at whoever tried. She was young and foolish... But she tried her best to make it through the years, exercising and training. At eighteen, she joined the military for a couple of years to earn some income so she can track down her sister. However, once she finally got the time to find her, the world seemed to go to shit.
o n e g r e a t e s t f e a r . . .
o n e g r e a t e s t s e c r e t . . .
The fire was her fault
t h e m e s o n g . . .
Had Enough by Breaking Benjamin
o t h e r . . .