[i]I'm most definitely interested in joining! I hope this is enough![/i]

[color=bc8dbf][b]- Name:[/b][/color] Rose H. (First name undisclosed, I prefer middle for privacy!)

[color=bc8dbf][b]- Age:[/b][/color] Twenty-three. (July 5th)

[color=bc8dbf][b]- Appearance:[/b][/color] [url=http://i.imgur.com/m3AoeaT.jpg]Picture[/url]!
Alright. The basics. I'm 5'4" and I weigh 118 lbs on a good day. It's easy for me to loose weight with stress. Chin length hair, puppy-cut at the back and dyed a handful of blended browns more or less pulled up into a tiny ponytail. Fair skin, freckles. Four tattoos, the birthdate  and passing of my Nana (Grandma) is the only visible tattoo. The rest are easily covered. I stick to layers. Loose sweaters, leggings, jeans are clothing choices I frequent. I love dressing warmly. 

[color=bc8dbf][b]- Physicality:[/b][/color] Excellent cardio health, strength more or less is in legs, rather than arms and grip. I have an excellent sense of balance and am able to dodge and weave in busy crowds without touching. I lose steam in a fight quickly but am fast to flee. Wrestling a zombie off? Unless they're paper-light, I'm no good. I don't notice broken bones as much as I do wounds. To give perspective, when I was three, I broke an arm and [i]knew[/i] something was wrong but it didn't hurt. The same with splitting the back of my ear open at nine. I didn't notice it until my brother pointed it out. Big wounds don't hurt as much as papercuts. The tinier the injury, the more I notice it. I bruise easily and darkly, they take a long time to go away, too. I have a few tattoos on top of all of this. I would have to say my pain tollerance is higher than most.

[color=bc8dbf][b]- Personality:[/b][/color] If it's an easy start, I'm an introvert. I have expendable energy, meaning that it can and will run out interacting with others. I form close bonds and work well one on one. In large groups, I become overwhelmed and begin to observe elsewhere rather than contributing. I can be excitable, loud and at a flip of coin, condescending the next. I am a solver. I am mousy and observant. I don't like to dwell in situations long without trying to figure a route through or out. I'm easily frustrated by people who don't want to work our way to a mutual goal. I would like to say that I am a loyal creature. If you earn my trust, I've got your corner and I won't doubt you or look back.

[color=bc8dbf][b]- Lifestyle:[/b][/color] Born in America, Michigan to be precise. Somewhere close to Detroit. I've moved over fourteen times, so I don't think I've been able to call some place home. I was a trouble child, loud, attention-hungry (read: neglected) and often grounded to my room. Everything was quite dismal when I was growing up. I missed out on a lot of social key-points as I was aging, but I've made it through and I'm still eagerly learning. 

In school, I did well until depression began to interfere with my life (when I actually acknowledged how sad I was). I tried to emulate whoever I latched onto. My math skills have never been excellent beyond basic. I excelled in art, history and English classes. Everywhere from Elementary to High School I struggled to make friends. Even then, when I was lucky enough to make them, not all friendships lasted.

Since my departure from high school I conquered depression. With a few more lessons tucked underneath my belt I managed to bloom and become exactly who I've been hoping to be. I'm happy to say I have gathered friends over time through role play clients and in real life. Nowadays, I've noticed that I am a slow mover. I climb mountains rather than taking the easy route but I always find the solution. I'm extremely detail oriented and want to absorb everything given. I want to live life more fully, surround myself with friends... 
	
[color=bc8dbf]- [b]Why you're here?[/b][/color] Once I heard about the outbreak, I quit my job, grabbed what I could and booked it downstate. I drove by my mom's work which was up in flames, and thought of nothing better than to head southbound to Florida to see if I could reach my brother in time. Last time I'd called, he was alive. We've been texting simply, holing himself up with my dad and his two cats, Elvis and Molly. I made a pit-stop when a tire went flat. The noise was loud enough to gather attention. All I could do was grab purse, my backpack and run away. With enough artful dodging and quiet scaling, I made my way to the bar through a back window. My ultimate plan is still Florida unless my brother doesn't make it.

[color=bc8dbf]- [b]Skills[/b]:[/color] Art skills. Excellent ability to retain what's instructed. I'm computer literate, know a touch of French and German (text only), I'm able to cook and clean. If it's considered a skill, I'm great at I'm great at furthering ideas and strategy. I know a lot of facts, most of them are useless and rediscovered when the conversation connects. I know how to make what I have last...

[i]A disadvantage is that I am dyslexic. Especially so with numbers. Now and again with words.[/i]

[color=bc8dbf]- [b]Possessions[/b]:[/color] To start things off. I'm a woman. I have a lot of things I like to carry with me, tasty things, useful things... My purse, which is actually a small messenger. It has all the basics. My glasses in an orange hard-case, phone with charger and a portable battery charger, a lighter, chapstick, gum, one trail mix bar, tissues, sanitizer, a three-inch switch, my wallet (drivers license ([i]which one could, possibly discover my first name that way[/i]...), two credit cards, one debit), keys, a scarf tied around the strap and gloves tucked in a side pouch (two pounds heavy). I also have a backpack with army-rolled clothing, makeup, a second pair of shoes tightly tied to the sides (seven pounds heavy) contact solution and three months of my lenses prescription left.