Post by Bella Chance on Apr 6, 2013 19:12:42 GMT -5
Name: Bella Chance
Alias: Chance
Age: 31
Date of Birth: Jan 7th, 1982
Height: 5'8
Weight: 121lbs
Hair color: Brown
Eye color: Brown
Birthplace: Chicago
Nationality: American
Marital Status: Single
Distinguishing Features: None
Known Relatives: James Chance (Father - Dead), Bridget Chance (Mother - Dead)
Model in use: Lauren Cohan
Talents/Abilities:
Escape Artist , Edged Weapons, Survival, Stealth, Marksmanship, Scouting/Recon, Hand to Hand Combat
Equipment:
Twin kukhri knives - aluminum blade with wood handles, and measure approximately 19.5 inches (Always kept Razor Sharp)
Twin batons - a Set of granite like batons, light weight dealing Massive damage
Single Handed Shotguns (x2)
Mossberg 500 with a pistol grip
1911 type .45ACP pistols (x6)
a long tan Duster coat
a brown snap up short sleeve shirt with matching attached leggings
Brown shorts
Dark tan-ish green striped head scarf and brown boots.
weapon holsters (the ones on her thighs are Blackhawk! brand)
Weaknesses:
Normal human weakness
History:
Born and raised in the burrows of Chicago, Bella learned that nothing is predictable. Things
can change in a heart beat like her parents. They had told her to remain behind while they made their
way deeper into the city close to the navy docks. She had waited now three days and hadn't heard
from them. She would later find out that while making their way to the docks they were taken by Them.
thats what she would call Them as she couldn't yet believe what her parents had told her after
all it wasn't possible was it. She used pure instincts to survive. making sure she had her weapons
now, and her best being knives. She had a friend who had traveled a distance with her. He was good at
making sure they were both safe. Now though it would be up to her.
Making her way south she had come in contact with no one, It was a scary feeling but she had heard rumors
that there were still some alive and fighting off the undead. She would try and meet up with them, but
she knew she had to be careful where there is living beings there would be Them.
She was careful on this trek to find people and yes hopeful it would be soon. So her story begins as her past
had fallen, a good fighter fast upon her feet and wanting to be with others just like her...Her friends called
her Chance but most just Bella, she was a feisty one and she would kick ass to find others like herself.
Alias: Chance
Age: 31
Date of Birth: Jan 7th, 1982
Height: 5'8
Weight: 121lbs
Hair color: Brown
Eye color: Brown
Birthplace: Chicago
Nationality: American
Marital Status: Single
Distinguishing Features: None
Known Relatives: James Chance (Father - Dead), Bridget Chance (Mother - Dead)
Model in use: Lauren Cohan
Talents/Abilities:
Escape Artist , Edged Weapons, Survival, Stealth, Marksmanship, Scouting/Recon, Hand to Hand Combat
Equipment:
Twin kukhri knives - aluminum blade with wood handles, and measure approximately 19.5 inches (Always kept Razor Sharp)
Twin batons - a Set of granite like batons, light weight dealing Massive damage
Single Handed Shotguns (x2)
Mossberg 500 with a pistol grip
1911 type .45ACP pistols (x6)
a long tan Duster coat
a brown snap up short sleeve shirt with matching attached leggings
Brown shorts
Dark tan-ish green striped head scarf and brown boots.
weapon holsters (the ones on her thighs are Blackhawk! brand)
Weaknesses:
Normal human weakness
History:
Born and raised in the burrows of Chicago, Bella learned that nothing is predictable. Things
can change in a heart beat like her parents. They had told her to remain behind while they made their
way deeper into the city close to the navy docks. She had waited now three days and hadn't heard
from them. She would later find out that while making their way to the docks they were taken by Them.
thats what she would call Them as she couldn't yet believe what her parents had told her after
all it wasn't possible was it. She used pure instincts to survive. making sure she had her weapons
now, and her best being knives. She had a friend who had traveled a distance with her. He was good at
making sure they were both safe. Now though it would be up to her.
Making her way south she had come in contact with no one, It was a scary feeling but she had heard rumors
that there were still some alive and fighting off the undead. She would try and meet up with them, but
she knew she had to be careful where there is living beings there would be Them.
She was careful on this trek to find people and yes hopeful it would be soon. So her story begins as her past
had fallen, a good fighter fast upon her feet and wanting to be with others just like her...Her friends called
her Chance but most just Bella, she was a feisty one and she would kick ass to find others like herself.
