Fox had just finished securing the top floor of the Apartment she was staying in. The hallway was covered in strings and cans, made to rattle if anything were to set it off. She was just going up on top of the roof when she heard the rapid popping of small fireworks down the street. From the roof, she could make out the man as well as a girl armed with a rifle firing away at the creeps, before retreating into the school. "Shelter at the school...Maybe I should seek help from them. I should focus on keeping this place locked tight first." she thought to herself. Realizing she was out side in the open, she went back into returning to the room she stayed in.
She continued to hammer boards over the Windows, wondering how she got here in the first place. When everything went to shit, she dug in, finding that hiding in the abandoned houses was more appealing than attempting to get through traffic and out of the city. Not like she had anywhere else to go anyways. The first people she met when scavenging was a young couple who wouldn't leave their home to some sickness going around. After realizing the situation they were in, they tried to flee with little success as all the highways were blocked by thousands of abandoned cars. While out looking for supplies the couple was stopped in their tracks by a group of armed men. Katherine had to watch from a distance as the group robbed and killed the two leaving with all of their valuables and their lives. Katherine, not wanting to let the group get away with it, hunted them down to their safehouse, where she watched their patterns and when the time was right, picked them off when they all were split up. From this point she wore a mask and went under an alias, no longer the same person she was just a few years ago.
She soon finished and went back to sitting on the roof, watching who came in and out of the school and observing their patterns.
Gear: Clothes, Hiking Backpack, Lighter, Bandages, Her weapon is a Beretta M92FS, or her Switchblade.
Bio:
Katherine grew up in a small suburban neighborhood. Her parents were kind to her and hoped for her to grow up and be the best she could. She grew up with a good amount of friends due to her kindness and cute appearance. Her parents soon had a divorce and she was forced to move around a lot, leaving her without many, if any friends. By the age of 17, she was living in California and was reluctant to start any friendships and often neglected others. Rather than make friends, she often watched and listened to others conversations. Sometimes spreading lies to see the reactions of others. Her mother turned to alcohol and drugs to resolve her problems, often disappearing and leaving her daughter alone. When she was home, she often smelled of liquor and harshly beat her girl for little to no reason. When her mother died in a car crash, Little Katherine felt no remorse or sorrow towards the woman's fate. Her personality soon changed and her kindness in to nothing. She had nothing, no friends, no family. She was alone and would have to find her own way in this world.
@Wick I still need to find an image though. So far this is what I wrote up.
"Fox"
Name: Katherine Kingston
Alias: "Fox"
Age:19
Gender:Female
Birthplace: Pennsylvania, United States
Personality: Quiet, Calm, collective, perceptive.
Bio:
Katherine grew up in a small suburban neighborhood. Her parents were kind to her and hoped for her to grow up and be the best she could. She grew up with a good amount of friends due to her kindness and cute appearance. Her parents soon had a divorce and she was forced to move around a lot, leaving her without many, if any friends. By the age of 17, she was living in California and was reluctant to start any friendships and often neglected others. Rather than make friends, she often watched and listened to others conversations. Sometimes spreading lies to see the reactions of others. Her mother turned to alcohol and drugs to resolve her problems, often disappearing and leaving her daughter alone. When she was home, she often smelled of liquor and harshly beat her girl for little to no reason. When her mother died in a car crash, Little Katherine felt no remorse or sorrow towards the woman's fate. Her personality soon changed and her kindness in to nothing. She had nothing, no friends, no family. She was alone and would have to find her own way in this world.