05-21-2007, 01:03 AM
Name:Anorra
Age: 19
Species: human
Orientation: bi
Height: 6'4"
Weight: 230 lbs
Description: A large woman with well toned muscles disguised by a very thin layer of fat. Her clothing is mostly in a medival style since she has not had a chance to get home after going to the faire outside of town. Her hair is cut short to enable her to fit her bike helmoet (or the armored helmet she wears while "in character") and is black in color. She has a deeper than normal voice which allows her to pass as a man if someone can't look too closely at her.
Personality: Before the outbreak, she was a very outgoing person, slipping up next to a random group of strangers and fitting herself into their conversation as she pleased. Now she is a bit more wthdrawn, her thoughts focused on survival.
-Weapons-
Melee: A large spiked mace which looks like it should be too heavy for her.
Close Range: .44 magnum, she has three boxes of rounds in one of the side bags of her motor bike
Long Range: Long bow: Specially crafted for her larger frame, she is an excelent shot with this weapon, only carrying 30 arrows at a time, she tries to retrieve the ones she can. She uses "broadhead" arrows, as would have been standard for a knight during the time that she tries to mimic.
Other: She rides around on an older motorcycle (don't know motorcycles well at all, so I don't know what kind it would be..) And is currently wearing her heavy plate armor from the faire. (Though made out of much lighter modern materials, it is at least as tough as its medival counterpart)
Anorra raced through town on her bike, trying to find a street to get to her home that hadn't been blocked, or overrun. She swerved around the fallen bodies of the zombies the others had just killed, then turned the corner up ahad, stopping at the end of the road, she sees a man running from several zombies.
She sighed and drew her pistol, her bow was in its traveling case, and was inaccessible at the moment, as a habit, she checked to see that it was still loaded, then revved the bike engine, and charged down the street. "This is a really bad idea..." she thought as she took one hand off of the handlebars, leveling the pistol at the head of one zombie, and pulling the trigger, repeating the process 3 more times before skidding to a stop, and grabbign hold of the man, throwing him on the back of the bike, and riding back the other direction, leaving the two remaining zombies behind.
Age: 19
Species: human
Orientation: bi
Height: 6'4"
Weight: 230 lbs
Description: A large woman with well toned muscles disguised by a very thin layer of fat. Her clothing is mostly in a medival style since she has not had a chance to get home after going to the faire outside of town. Her hair is cut short to enable her to fit her bike helmoet (or the armored helmet she wears while "in character") and is black in color. She has a deeper than normal voice which allows her to pass as a man if someone can't look too closely at her.
Personality: Before the outbreak, she was a very outgoing person, slipping up next to a random group of strangers and fitting herself into their conversation as she pleased. Now she is a bit more wthdrawn, her thoughts focused on survival.
-Weapons-
Melee: A large spiked mace which looks like it should be too heavy for her.
Close Range: .44 magnum, she has three boxes of rounds in one of the side bags of her motor bike
Long Range: Long bow: Specially crafted for her larger frame, she is an excelent shot with this weapon, only carrying 30 arrows at a time, she tries to retrieve the ones she can. She uses "broadhead" arrows, as would have been standard for a knight during the time that she tries to mimic.
Other: She rides around on an older motorcycle (don't know motorcycles well at all, so I don't know what kind it would be..) And is currently wearing her heavy plate armor from the faire. (Though made out of much lighter modern materials, it is at least as tough as its medival counterpart)
Anorra raced through town on her bike, trying to find a street to get to her home that hadn't been blocked, or overrun. She swerved around the fallen bodies of the zombies the others had just killed, then turned the corner up ahad, stopping at the end of the road, she sees a man running from several zombies.
She sighed and drew her pistol, her bow was in its traveling case, and was inaccessible at the moment, as a habit, she checked to see that it was still loaded, then revved the bike engine, and charged down the street. "This is a really bad idea..." she thought as she took one hand off of the handlebars, leveling the pistol at the head of one zombie, and pulling the trigger, repeating the process 3 more times before skidding to a stop, and grabbign hold of the man, throwing him on the back of the bike, and riding back the other direction, leaving the two remaining zombies behind.