Name: Faith Masters
Aliases: Fifi, Queen Bee, Your Worst Nightmare
Age: 22
Birthday: October 14
Ethnicity: Caucasian
Birth Place: Miami, Florida
Location: Miami, Florida
Gender: Female
Major/Minor: N/A
Occupation: Student/Cheerleader
Languages: English
Height: 5'8''
Weight: 118 lbs
Build: Athletic
Eyes: Blue-Gray
Hair: Blonde
Skin Tone: Cream
Tattoos/Scars/Piercings: Ear piercings on both ears
Captivating * Vindictive * Logical * Selfish
Sexuality: Heterosexual
Relationship Status: Single
Personality: Faith isn't one to be taken lightly. Appearances can be deceiving and inside the girly-girl cheerleader's head lays the mind of a
logical thinker. It takes more than looks to get to the top of the high school hierarchy. It takes guts, willpower, and a sense of entitlement. Faith keeps her friends close and her enemies even closer. Faith can be very
vindictive when she's felt she's been wronged and has sent many a person home crying.
Faith can be charming and
captivating without much effort, often getting others to do things for her. She isn't lazy, she's just used to it. However, Faith is
selfish and looks out for herself first above all others. She wants it all and she wants it yesterday.
Habits:- Twirls hair in finger
- Bounces foot when sitting down
Hobbies:- Cheerleading
- Shopping
- Bossing Others Around
Fears:Likes:- Clothes
- Mirrors
- Leadership
- Ice Cream
- Puppies
- The Color Pink
Dislikes:- Losing
- Bugs
- Being Sick
- Unwanted Flirting
- Clashing Colors
- Mushrooms
Pre Outbreak Skills:- Athletics
- Charm
- Flexibility
- Cheerleading
- Fashion
Post Outbreak Skills:- Sword
- Endurance
- Scavenging
- Fire Building
- Knife
- Stealth
- Leadership
Current Supplies:
Your First Walker Encounter: It was supposed to be her moment. Prom Night. The coveted crown of Prom Queen well within her grasp. She looked flawless, as per usual. The theme was Royal Nights. Months spent perfecting every detail, parading around, getting votes (by any means necessary). And then the fricken' undead swarmed the dance and ruined it all. They started overtaking the room. People scattering, screams, blood, and worst of all...she wasn't even crowned yet! She wouldn't stand for that.
History Before Outbreak: The Masters family was rich. There's no denying that. So it was obvious they would spoil their youngest daughter rotten. Faith wanted for very little, usually getting whatever her little heart desired. This turned her into a monster to deal with. Especially at school where she would back talk teachers, force the other kids into doing what she wanted, and would just be a little terror. Her family did very little about this also, usually buying her something to get her to settle down.
Things got more or less better as the years went on. Despite her attitude, Faith was actually intelligent. She was well above her reading level and was passing all her classes. She just didn't care about it. To her, it was more important to be at the top. So that's where she strived. She became the most popular girl in school. The girl guys wanted and girls wanted to be. She relished in this. She became head cheerleader in her Sophmore year of high school. Dated the quarterback. Got homecoming queen every year and finally...FINALLY...prom was aroudn the corner. She charmed the pants off of everyone she could. When she couldn't charm, she threatened. Faith was not above blackmail and she had a lot of storage to hold it in.
Prom finally came and she was dressed to the 10s. The night was going smoothly. Her boyfriend got a football scholarship, which was ok, but she was planning to end things after tonight. She got accepted into Yale (partly due to her family's money) and that was where she would shine the best. She had big dreams.
That is until the zombies attacked. They ruined her night. They ruined her chance to become queen and show everyone how little they were and how amazing she was. She grabbed the nearest thing, a sword, and started clawing her way through them.
The world was in shambles now. All that was left to do was survive.
History Since Outbreak: Something in Faith's brain snapped that night. In a state of perpetual cheerleader perkiness mixed with badass zombie hunter, Faith's family was killed during the outbreak. Rather than mourn their loss, Faith shrugged it off. They would have held her back anyway.
Instead, she managed on her own. You can't be alone all the time though and that was where she met Samuel. Sam seemed a decent sort. He was a few years older than her, but he knew what he was doing. They traveled together for a good amount of time. Faith could begin to feel like she could trust him. And then he had to go and break that. According to Sam, it was about time she paid him back for his help. But he didn't want money. So as the two scavenged the gas station, he forced her into the bathroom and attempted to collect.
Faith walked out leaving Sam to bleed to death on the bathroom floor.
Faith had to learn the hard way that it was better to look out for yourself. So that's what she opted for. She ran into other people along her journey, settling into a community. But she paid them little mind. She never helped out. If she hunted, it was for her own food. She took care of herself only. If she wanted something, she could bat her eyelashes and get it done for her. Soon, the community wanted nothing more to do with her and booted her out.
So she walked until she got to Georgia.
Character Quote: "2, 4, 6, 8, who's ready to decapitate?"
Theme Song: How Many Walkers Have You Killed: 24
How Many People Have You Killed: 1
Why: Faith had to learn the hard way that not everyone will be trusting and listen to her. She met a man on her travels who decided he wanted more from her than her skill with a sword. Forcing her into a gas station restroom and planning for something more, he picked the wrong girl to mess with. Though she hadn't attacked another living person before then, it was do or die. And in this case, poor what's-his-face found out the hard way that no means no when she cut open his neck.
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