Post by monstah on Nov 29, 2012 20:59:49 GMT -5
OOC Name: monstah
OOC Gender: female
IC Name: Paige Etters
Character Model: Lauren Cohan
Age: 26
Sex: Yus please, hah! [female]
Hair: Light brown
Eyes: Grey-green
Height: 5’8”
Weight: 130lbs
Weapons: 7in fixed blade hunting knife sheathed on her thigh, 5in folding blade tucked in her boot, 38 special snub nosed silver plated revolver, Mossberg 500 pump-action shotgun, a few boxes of ammunition for each.
Special Survival Skills: Hunting, Camping, Decent marksman [she generally ends up hitting what she aims at], Talented mechanic, Good instincts.
Quirks: Multi-orgasmic. Smart-ass. Stubborn to a fault.
Short Biography: Paige grew up in the hills of Virginia. She was an only child raised by her father as her mother died of cervical cancer shortly after she was born. Her father raised her the best he could considering they were basically all each other had. She in turn was granted a lot of freedoms most girls weren’t. He taught her everything he knew, treated her like the son he’d never have. She was the apple of her Daddy’s eye. She’s wild as a buck, definitely a tomboy. She grew up and followed in her father’s footsteps. She’s a mechanic, and a damned good one. Her specialty is motorcycles but there’s not an engine that she can’t get purring. She’s all verve and bluster, mouthing off when it would serve her better to stay quiet. She’s a sweetheart with a heart of gold if you manage to take the time to get past all that. She’s traveling at present – sad to say, alone. Her father’s compound was overtaken due to stupidity of others. She escaped with her life but her father didn’t. So, instead of falling into despair over his loss, and sticking around with the idiots that was the primary cause of it she set out on her own. Not heading anywhere in particular, but hoping to find something out there to show her life is still worth living. So far, it’s not looking all that good.
OOC Gender: female
IC Name: Paige Etters
Character Model: Lauren Cohan
Age: 26
Sex: Yus please, hah! [female]
Hair: Light brown
Eyes: Grey-green
Height: 5’8”
Weight: 130lbs
Weapons: 7in fixed blade hunting knife sheathed on her thigh, 5in folding blade tucked in her boot, 38 special snub nosed silver plated revolver, Mossberg 500 pump-action shotgun, a few boxes of ammunition for each.
Special Survival Skills: Hunting, Camping, Decent marksman [she generally ends up hitting what she aims at], Talented mechanic, Good instincts.
Quirks: Multi-orgasmic. Smart-ass. Stubborn to a fault.
Short Biography: Paige grew up in the hills of Virginia. She was an only child raised by her father as her mother died of cervical cancer shortly after she was born. Her father raised her the best he could considering they were basically all each other had. She in turn was granted a lot of freedoms most girls weren’t. He taught her everything he knew, treated her like the son he’d never have. She was the apple of her Daddy’s eye. She’s wild as a buck, definitely a tomboy. She grew up and followed in her father’s footsteps. She’s a mechanic, and a damned good one. Her specialty is motorcycles but there’s not an engine that she can’t get purring. She’s all verve and bluster, mouthing off when it would serve her better to stay quiet. She’s a sweetheart with a heart of gold if you manage to take the time to get past all that. She’s traveling at present – sad to say, alone. Her father’s compound was overtaken due to stupidity of others. She escaped with her life but her father didn’t. So, instead of falling into despair over his loss, and sticking around with the idiots that was the primary cause of it she set out on her own. Not heading anywhere in particular, but hoping to find something out there to show her life is still worth living. So far, it’s not looking all that good.
