Name: Lorna Monroe Dunn
Aliases: Elma, Dee, Lore, Gunny.
Age: 34
Birthday: April 1st
Ethnicity: Caucasian
Birth Place: Charleston, South Carolina
Apartment Number: 2D
Gender: Female
Major/Minor: N/A – Military Career
Occupation: Formerly: US Marine Corps Gunnery Sergeant. Currently: Security Specialist @ Machete Security Services
Languages: English and Russian
Height: 5’9”
Weight: 132lbs
Build: Athletic and muscular, body fit for a marine
Eyes: Lighter side of blue
Hair: Dirty drab mix of brown and red tones
Skin Tone: Tanned side of fairer skin
Tattoos/Scars/Piercings: No current piercings but formerly had pierced navel, ears and nose. Curved scar on her left forefinger from a cooking accident, oval shaped scar on her left forearm from breaking up a bar fight in her earlier military days, small scar at the outer tip of her right eyebrow and various other minor scars on her legs and arms from military training. She has a small letter tattoo behind her left ear, curving around it. The letters are USMC. She has another small letter tattoo behind her right ear, curving in the same way as her USMC with the letters DNAL. Both tattoos have the same
font style.
Personal Style: Lorna is one for practicality and comfort foremost. She wears tanks, t-shirts, cargo pants, jeans, track pants, boots, trainers and all other manner of masculine type clothing made for her body type. She’s very military and isn’t keen on “girling” it up.
Strong Willed * Hot-headed * Protective * Suspicious
Sexuality: Straight
Relationship Status: Single
Personality: Lorna is a tough cookie who knows what she wants and works her ass off to get it. She was never a fan of the classroom environment and is much more comfortable learning skills hands on or from a book in her own time. She is fiercely loyal and protective of those she deems worthy of her time. Her strong will stops her from listening to reason from those she feels are unworthy but if she holds any love in her heart for you then she will follow you to the ends of the earth and back again.
Her will is very hard to break and she can hold her own in a fight but prefers to talk things out unless the need for violence arises which is sometimes more often than not thanks to her hot-headed nature. She’s not a very trusting person so if she trusts you quickly after meeting her then you should feel honoured. Usually it takes months before she lets her walls down to a new person.
She has an extremely organised mind which means she likes to plan ahead and consider every situation that could possibly arise. She can easily take the lead of a situation but is just as happy to take orders if she feels someone is more capable than herself. Although they still need to prove themselves worthy to Lorna so just because she listens and perhaps obeys, it doesn’t mean she respects you. Her respect must be earned.
Habits: She swears like a trooper and has resting bitch face so sometimes she’ll widen her eyes and roll them to loosen her face up, she sucks her teeth and slightly pouts her lips when she’s trying not to get angry, she gently rubs her thumbnails with her forefingers when she’s thinking about something.
Hobbies: Kendo and parkour
Fears: - Being pinned down/tied up to the extent that she cannot move at all.
- Losing her brother and father.
- Birds. She fucking hates birds.
Likes: - Fresh fruit.
- Hot showers.
- Learning new skills.
- Climbing.
- Heights.
- Big. Fucking. Blades. Knives, swords, machetes. If it has a blade, she’ll love it.
Dislikes: - Birds. Fuck birds.
- Coffee. The smell makes her want to hurl.
- Not being able to provide for herself.
- People not pulling their own weight.
- Liars.
- Ice.
General World Skills:- Physical Fitness (Stamina)
- Parkour
- Strength
- Transporter Driving Shit
- First Aid Training
Combat Skills: - Unarmed Combat
- Assault Rifles
- Pistols
- Edged Weapons (Knives and Katana)
- Kendo
What Is On Your Person:- Current Clothing – Scuffed up marine combat trousers, white tank top, underwear, socks, marine combat boots, worn out brown waist length leather jacket, tattered marine skip cap, leather body holster for her pistol, pair of aviator sunglasses that hang from the neck of her vest top and fingerless tan leather driving gloves.
- Her dog tags
- .45 calibre M1911 Pistol
- Her cell phone
- Her wallet – ID, credit card, bank card, gym membership
- Swiss army knife
- Small first aid kit
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Apartment:- Katana
- Running Machine
- Assault Rifle
- Laptop
- Stereo system
- Punching Bag
- Weight Bench
- Rowing Machine
- Boxes of files relating to work
- Spare ammo for her guns
- Jeep
What Brings You To The City: After being dishonourably discharged from the Marine Corps, Lorna never being one to do nothing, found a job working for Machete Security Services with an old friend, Alicia Gonzalez. Alicia offered Lorna a place to stay in Justice, CA to let her get away from her family whom Lorna feels she has severely disappointed.
Life Before You Moved In: Lorna was an overly active and easily distracted child. She grew up in Charleston, South Carolina with her parents and her brother, who was three years older than she was. Her father, Duncan, was of Scottish descent but had been born and bred in SC and his whole family had been military so it wasn’t a surprise that he turned out to be a US Marine. Her mother, Nina, was originally from Kazan in Russia but she and her father met in a bar when she came to America to study Chemistry. It was a “love at first sight” story according to her father and a “chased me until I gave in” story according to her mother. Lorna used to laugh at them when they’d argue over what kind of love story they had. It was one of her favourite stories about them.
Lorna and her brother, Alec, had the typical big brother/little sister relationship. They fought, they loved, they hated, they cuddled; you know the one. Everything was great at home, apart from their dad being gone so much for work but he was working for them, so it was okay. That was until one day when Nina died suddenly at home. It was an aneurysm in her brain. There was nothing that anyone could have done to prevent it unfortunately. Lorna was only nine years old. Her father, Duncan, was already the sole bread winner and couldn’t afford to just quit his job.
Instead of them moving homes and schools, Lorna’s father decided to hire a live-in nanny for them. The nanny was called Helen and she was nice enough but a little lazy in the upbringing side of things. Lorna’s dad was unaware of the situation but Lorna’s academic standards dropped drastically and she refused to pay attention in class. The school was more forgiving than they might have been on others simply because she had lost her mother and her father was in the military and away from home. They knew that Helen was classed as their guardian and made her aware of the situation and even sent letters home for Lorna’s dad to read when he got home but he somehow never got them. This went on for almost two years.
Just when things seemed to be going poorly for Lorna, her father was medically discharged from the US Marines when she was due to be finishing Middle School. Her father never did share the reason why he was discharged, just that he wasn’t dying and that should be a good enough answer. As curious as she was, she knew better than to push the boundaries with her father and left well enough alone.
It was after his discharge that he noticed just how badly that Lorna was doing in school compared to her brother who was a straight A student. He took it upon himself to drive more discipline into Lorna’s life, hoping that it would help to focus her attentions. It was fortunate that he found out how much she was struggling. Of course, when her father was discharged this meant that Helen was no longer required to deal with the upbringing of the children but her father did not dismiss her. This annoyed Lorna but she knew better than to question.
Her father enrolled her in Kendo classes and started to take a much more hands on role in the lives of his children. Lorna loved her Kendo classes and started doing a lot of extra-curricular clubs to keep herself active and fit. This greatly helped Lorna and she started to excel in her classes throughout the rest of her education. When it came to the time for her to think of colleges, she looked to her brother who had decided to learn Aeronautical Engineering before joining the military like their father. He knew that she wasn’t one for school learning and that her good grades through High School were only for their father’s sake. He told her to do what she really wanted to do.
Over the years since her father’s discharge she had grown much closer with him and she realised that what she wanted to do was make her father proud. It was then that she decided to join the US Marines. Her father didn’t say much when she told him her plans, he just gave her a curt and silent nod. She was seventeen years old when she enlisted.
The initial twelve-week training for her was going to be on Parris Island in Beaufort, SC which worked well for Lorna as it meant she could visit her family on her downtime. She worked hard and fast to make sure she was accepted and she excelled in the twelve-week recruit training. She was accepted into the US Marines and worked her way up the ranks as best as she could. She had no time for distractions so romances were very low on her list of priorities. She preferred to focus on her work, training and her newfound interest of parkour that she discovered two years into her military career.
Despite her hot-headed nature, Lorna had a pretty clean record in her military career. She was given a warning when she was 21 for being involved in a bar fight but that was only because it then came to light that she was trying to break the bar fight up. She even got a broken shot glass stabbed into her left arm for her troubles.
It wasn’t until she had just been promoted to Gunnery Sergeant in the Corps two months prior that her record would become tarnished. One of her superior officers, a Master Gunnery Sergeant had called her to his office with the promise of talks about advancement plans for her career. Well the only advancements made were his hands on her thigh and then subsequently her fist into his face. Her hot-headed nature had taken over at this point because she was accustomed to this behaviour out in bars and she had rarely let anyone into her life in that capacity for more than a few months at a time. Her first reaction was always to hit first, ask later when a guy grabbed her on nights out.
She immediately regretted just punching her superior but she knew it was too late to apologise. She had broken his nose and that was going to be hard for him to explain to his wife. He had her court martialled for her insubordination which, considering the circumstances, could have been much worse. She was placed into confinement and was to await her trial. She hated that she would be disappointing her dad but he was aware of the situation and told her that she hadn’t been hard enough on her superior and that he still needed a swift kick in the rear.
After being dishonourably discharged, Lorna’s father asked her to leave the family home and find herself another calling in life. He did not disown her but Lorna took it this way as she lost her temper and left her family home in a fit of rage. After a few months of wandering from place to place, Lorna ran into her old friend Alicia again and was given an opportunity to move on and provide for herself again.
Life Since You Moved In: Lorna misses her family dearly but she understands now why her father asked her to move out. She is feeling more competent in her life and is very happy living and working with Alicia, her sister from another mister.
Character Quote: “Semper Fidelis.” (Always faithful)
“Do I look like I have a fuck to give?”
“Semper Fi, Mac.”
“What a fucking shit-brick/bird/bag.”
“Well fuck me seven ways to Sunday.”
Theme Song: This. ;D
Dirty Little Secret: She’s never had a serious relationship in her entire life.
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