Name: Shiloh MacKenzie
Gender: Male
Age: 21
Description (photo optional, writing required): While he isn’t very tall, he has a lanky quality about him. He’s skinny and pale, but by no means sickly. He has a few moles and freckles on his body, the most prominent being the freckle about the size of a pea on the top of his cheekbone just under his eye. He has long, straight, black hair that ends a few inches below his chin. His eyes are hazel, but predominantly green in the shades of brown and gold. He typically wears his gray hoodie or some other long-sleeved something and jeans. It’s hard to see him without his journal.
Occupation: Pre-Med Student
Personality: Shiloh doesn’t particularly care to touch or be touched unless he’s treating someone for something. He’s quite skittish and has a weak constitution for violence or verbal abuse directed towards him. Not a lot of backbone on this one, but he’s always willing to help someone else if they’re in trouble or injured. He’s otherwise a very gentle, unassuming person. He’s an introvert and thinks well before he talks.
History: Shiloh came from a very turbulent, lower-class household. His father had an explosive temper and his mother was a drug user. The fights became progressively worse and more frequent that by the time he was five, a neighbor called the cops on them. After the investigation, the authorities deemed it unsafe to leave him with either of his parents, so he went into the foster care system. He doesn’t remember his biological parents very well at all. He was fine for a long time, went through two very pleasant families over a period of nine years, but shortly after arriving at the third family he stayed with, he was date raped by a family friend he had a crush on.
His family found out and he was let go to his fourth and, finally, adoptive family. They had him through the rest of high school and set him up for college. He considers them his “mom” and “dad”.
Reason for arriving in Saint-Vienne: The car broke down on their road trip to New Orleans and they walked to the closest town in search of help.
Start off items: His inhaler (moment?), a couple of painkillers, a water bottle, a few granola bars, and a rape whistle. The water, food and painkillers are in his drawstring backpack.
Name: Nadia Miller
Gender: Female
Age: 20
Description (photo optional, writing required): Nadia typical wears band t-shirts, ripped jeans, combat boots. She wears a stud in her nose and sometimes a bindi for fashion or religious statements. Her hair is dark brown to the point of being black and with a natural wave that reaches the top of her collarbones. Her eyes have an amber brown tone to them. She’s fairly tall, 5’9”, and with a caramel complexion. She has full lips and a Monroe; A piercing on the side of her top lip.
Occupation: Air Force ROTC student
Personality: Nadia developed a hard shell from spending a lot of her childhood following her dad around since he was in the Navy. She’s not trusting of strangers on principle. At her worse, she can be stubborn and condescending. At her best, she’s distant and indifferent. As a friend, she’s surprisingly intellectual at times while still maintaining a tomboyish attitude. She knows herself well and could easily quantify her limitations, even though she would never admit them aloud.
History: Nadia’s parents separated when she was thirteen because of a hunting incident that happened when she was thirteen. She and her dad were out hunting and she accidentally shot and killed a guy she thought was a deer. Her father hid the body, but she couldn’t keep it a secret from her mom. Her mother didn’t turn them in and they were never framed and the case went cold.
She was put under her mother’s custody and she felt stifled by her oppressive company, so took it out on her mom and her boyfriends when she started dating again. The next year, they switched custody and she went with her father all through high school, having the time of her life travelling with him and making as if nothing happened.
She decided to follow in her father’s footsteps and joined the military, but made an agreement with her parents that she would still go to college. So, now she’s studying Engineering in an ROTC program. She likes to draw and met Riley in one of their classes in college. She’s not so familiar with the other guys in their road trip group.
Reason for arriving in Saint-Vienne: Road trip with her friend’s friends that went awry, now they’re searching for a mechanic.
Start off items: Swiss army knife, a small plastic water bottle, a candy bar, and her dogtags.