Name: Sam Finche

Appearance:
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In armor:
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Age: 21

Personality: Cold at first, quite, protective, strong, emo-ish

Equipment: 10 stimpacks, a few hundred caps, amo, grenades, food, a tend, a lighter, cigarettes, a backpack, a controllable voice modifier in her helmet, and a bedroll.

Skills: amazing shot, amazing reaction timing, speed, strength, athletics, hand to hand combat, bladed and blunt wepons, intimidation, jimnastics/flexibility.

History: Sam was born and raised in a exsprimental military vault where she excelled at combat, gun, blade, and military training. She never liked the vault suits. One day the valt's system went off line and the life support systems went offline. After a day or two of trying to get the vault door open the people in the vault died until she was the only one left. They didn't want to use explosives, they thought it would make the valt come down on them. Since she was the only one left she brought every explosive thing in the vault and bared it against the vast door and blew it all to hell. One the smoke cleared she head blown the door open enough for her to get out. She remembered her dad had found a soot of thick light armor behind his wall. She thought to her self that it would be a good idea to bring it. Just in case she neded it. And she left to go to the cost. She had heard about the ocean in the vault and wanted to see it for herself. The vaults name was vault '266'

Weapons:[hider=Weapons] duel Mp-7
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Goaus rifle[img]http://www.nexusmods.com/Images/130/2847398-1410542463.jpg[/img]
Katana[img]http://casiberia.com/img/prod/2x/se3011.jpg[/img]
60. Sniper[img]http://cs3.gamemodding.net/posts/2013-06/1370872474_68719705.jpg[/img]
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