Name: Megan C.
Alias(s): onenote
Age: 19
Height: 5' 6"
Weight: 130 lbs.
Hair Color: Dark Brown
Eye Color: green
Job Role: Medic
Physical Appearance:
Caucasian, and has long, past her shoulders but not to her waist, kind of staticky hair which she usually keeps up in a ponytail. She has glasses in her off time, but switches to goggles during her work time so she doesn't have to adjust them or have them fall off.
Attire:
When not working:
Laid back, simple, and comfortable. Something that she can do things in and her clothes won't hold her back or make it uncomfortable.
when working:
Wears some simple protective gear. easy to move in and...not easily stained.
Personality:
Soft spoken and quick to let someone else to speak up, not from shyness so much as it is from trying to be polite. She likes to make jokes when she can, though they can come out as awkward and prefers to work in small groups.
Weapons & Equipment:
Weapons: A stun gun (as in a gun that shoots out stun shocks* and a dagger for last resort use.
Equipment: A backpack containing all of her medical supplies and extra supplies (like emergency food and water).
Ability:
Can create shields. The shields can only reach about five feet around her, but the larger it is, the weaker it is. The shields are excellent against melee, but the stronger the attack, the easier it would be to break the shield.
Brief History:
Megan had mostly been staying in the 1X1 section of the city before the catastrophic events, meeting up with only a few others in her daily life. It wasn't until closer to that fateful day that she started to move more into casual section. It was by luck that she happened to be in the casual section when the N-008 virus broke out. Wanting to do something for the city, but not feeling confident in her fighting, she joined up with the medics.
Relationships:
(will be updated later?