[hider=Bridgette Vinters] [hr][hr][h1][b][i][color=orangered][center]Bridgette Vinters[/center][/color][/i][/b][/h1] [center][img]http://40.media.tumblr.com/a4663ee33505aa50a58b6742e773938e/tumblr_nma0v0aCVd1u5nbkgo3_250.png[/img][/center] [hr][hr][h3][b][i][color=orangered][center]Character Summary[/center][/color][/i][/b][/h3] [b][color=orangered]Name:[/color][/b] Bridgette Anne Vinters [b][color=orangered]Aliases:[/color][/b] Bree, Blacksmith, Shield Maiden of Fairburn [b][color=orangered]Age:[/color][/b] 27 [b][color=orangered]Birthday:[/color][/b] May 5th [b][color=orangered]Ethnicity:[/color][/b] Caucasian, of Nordic descent [b][color=orangered]Birth Place:[/color][/b] Evanston, IL [b][color=orangered]Location:[/color][/b] Fairburn, GA [b][color=orangered]Gender:[/color][/b] Female [b][color=orangered]Major/Minor:[/color][/b] Machinist/Metalworking [i](Technical Diploma from the Chicago Industrial Art & Design College)[/i] [b][color=orangered]Occupation:[/color][/b] Blacksmith, Freelance [i](Standing contracts included various annual Jousting events, Medieval Reenactments, Highland Games, Viking Demos, Cutlery Shows & Conventions, and Renaissance Festivals across North America.) [/i] Former Bouncer [b][color=orangered]Languages:[/color][/b] English, Norwegian (middling proficiency) [hr][hr][h3][b][i][color=orangered][center]Appearance[/center][/color][/i][/b][/h3] [b][color=orangered]Height:[/color][/b] 6’1” [b][color=orangered]Weight:[/color][/b] 150 [b][color=orangered]Build:[/color][/b] Toned, broad shouldered [b][color=orangered]Eyes:[/color][/b] Seawater Blue [b][color=orangered]Hair:[/color][/b] Blonde, long. Shaved on side and set in braids. [b][color=orangered]Skin Tone:[/color][/b] Pale [b][color=orangered]Tattoos/Scars/Piercings:[/color][/b] Yes. Several burn scars from years of metalwork, multiple ear piercings, ten gauge through tongue. [hr][hr][h3][b][i][color=orangered][center]Psychology[/center][/color][/i][/b][/h3] [center][img]http://66.media.tumblr.com/0d283e5a102eee9880e4e457334aa9d9/tumblr_nkp0dbvzus1qjod8to2_500.gif[/img][/center] [i][color=orangered][center]Cheerful * Angry * Loyal * Blunt[/center][/color][/i] [b][color=orangered]Sexuality:[/color][/b] Bisexual [b][color=orangered]Relationship Status:[/color][/b] Single [b][color=orangered]Personality:[/color][/b] Bridgette is a openly cheerful person, if she feels comfortable around you. If not, she’s a little standoffish, bordering on violent (so don’t push it). Most comfortable in a forge or workshop, preferably outdoors, she takes delight in the creation of useful things with ingots and wire, reclaiming scrap steel for artistic and practical endeavors. Socially, she seems a bit stunted. She wants to be funny and outgoing, but experience has taught her never to get particularly close with anyone or rooted in any one spot. Secretly, she hopes for the opposite of this - a home and friends, maybe one day a family. [b][color=orangered]Habits:[/color][/b] Tapping her nails, messing with her tongue stud. [b][color=orangered]Hobbies:[/color][/b] Making wire jewelry (torcs and such) [b][color=orangered]Fears:[/color][/b] [list][*]Losing loved ones [*]Running out of alcohol [*]Being helpless[/list] [b][color=orangered]Likes:[/color][/b] [list][*] Sugar/Sweets [*] Scandinavian Heavy Metal [*] Drinking [*] A Good Steak [*] Horseback Riding [*] Fresh Fruit[/list] [b][color=orangered]Dislikes:[/color][/b] [list][*] Pushy people (she likes to be the only one) [*] Decaffeinated Coffee (because what's the point?) [*] Mosquitos [*] Impatient People [*] Video Game Armor for Women [*] Reality TV (not as much of an issue anymore)[/list] [hr][hr][h3][b][i][color=orangered][center]Cards On The Table[/center][/color][/i][/b][/h3] [center][img]https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/736x/e3/fd/90/e3fd902176b178a6764c8756590b94ac.jpg[/img][/center] [b][color=orangered]Pre Outbreak Skills:[/color][/b] [list] [*] Machinist (Metalwork) [*] Smithing [*] Brutal Fisticuffs [*] Axe [*] Shotgun [/list] [b][color=orangered]Post Outbreak Skills:[/color][/b] [list] [*] Knife [*] Shield Techniques [*] Equestrian [*] Sword [*] Spear [*] Very Basic Cooking [/list] [b][color=orangered]Current Supplies:[/color][/b] [list] [*] Clothing: Chain Hauberk (knee length, 3/4 sleeve, titanium, hooded, split for riding, double breasted with buckles) Riveted steel greaves and bracers, goggled helm, pink paisley bandanna, kneehigh brown snake boots, loose carpenter’s jeans, black tank top, rainbow colored kneehigh socks, large fur mantle, silver wolf head torc [*] [url=https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/736x/3a/f1/1a/3af11a613e07750855c1cfa320f8df36.jpg]Broadaxe[/url] [*] [url=http://www.swordsdirect.com/seax-viking-short-sword.jpg]Seax[/url] [*] Remington Sawed-Off Shotgun (double barrel, 12 gauge) [*] Box of 12 gauge shells, 30 left [*] [url=http://www.ragnarokstore.ca/war_spear.jpg]Spear[/url] [*] [url=http://s7.postimg.org/f42b3xvfv/218viking_shield_deluxe.jpg]Viking Roundshield[/url] [*] Backpack (contains basic Forge Tools and canned goods) [*] Saddlebags [*] American Quarter Horse (with all the fixin's) [/list] [hr][hr][h3][b][i][color=orangered][center]History[/center][/color][/i][/b][/h3] [center][img]http://66.media.tumblr.com/18ac46e136b51e00d15ed03b0c536ae1/tumblr_nk1n0eaEkh1tdy0nco2_500.gif[/img][/center] [b][color=orangered]Your First Walker Encounter:[/color][/b] "Fuck's sake, how difficult is it to walk across the street and grab a candy bar? It was a long day at the Faire, 'cause it didn't matter that business [i]sucked out loud[/i], we had to be seen making horseshoes or some shit. Whatever. Badassed flu's going around, so the only people I'm impressing are the Jousting Team and the Northumbria Reenactors. The staff has their own shit to deal with." "I get a break and hit the gas station across from the Faire. Got a real need for a Blue Raspberry Slushie and a Snickers. No sooner than I pay and set foot out the door, some fucker takes a bite out of an old lady and starts gnawing away. Then some other loser runs him over with his truck. Now, here's the kicker: The Biter [i]gets back up[/i] and keeps trying to eat the old lady." "If I knew then what I know now, I wouldn't have bothered trying to call 911." [b][color=orangered]History Before Outbreak:[/color][/b] Bridgette's was born and raised in Evanston, Illinois, to a father who really wanted a son. Now, dear old dad was a professional Boxer. Regionally a success, but he never quite got his big break. Nonetheless, it paid the bills and kept his family fed. He insisted that his daughter learn from him at an early age, and when she got a little older, enrolled her in a proper gym. She excelled. But, it wasn't where she wanted to be. Nice fallback though, hurting people. Bridgette got a lot of practice outside of the ring as well, making her preferred style less "Marquess of Queensberry" and more "Because Fuck'em, That's Why". At any rate, despite her talent, this was not the path Bridgette wanted to follow. She had dreams of a career that lasted more than fifteen years, and a retirement plan that didn't involve chronic pain coupled with possible brain injury. With this in mind, she enrolled in the Chicago Industrial Art & Design College, studying the trade of a Machinist and taking as many metalworking classes as they offered. During her free time, Bridgette fell in with a Chicago SCA group. She learned more about her Scandinavian heritage and picked up a some weapon training, but mostly found it an interesting diversion to the grind of WORK SCHOOL SLEEP that often accompanies people in her position. Her work mostly involved bouncing. Part time, but it covered what expenses student loans didn't (and those she didn't want Daddy knowing about). Being a pretty, female bouncer had its share of difficult moments, but the work was as steady and as flexible as she needed it. Plus, it kept her skills sharp. Upon graduating, Bridgette was certain that her shiny new diploma and certifications would land her a great career fabricating and working metal, with a respectable salary and broad insurance. Then reality took a wet towel to her ass in a painful, depressing manner. Long story short about her professional life, the only job Bridgette could get was through one of her SCA friends. He knew a Reenactor Blacksmith that needed an assistant. Though it wasn't the technical career she dreamed of, it paid bills. More than that, she learned a new depth of metalwork, and was able to combine it with other skills into a new passion. Bridgette was a touch bitter that her life plan fell away, but genuinely began to enjoy the new one opening before her. The budding Smith staked out on her own, taking contracts from several related business entities that were in need of a custom metalworker or period blacksmith. Her last contract, before all hell broke loose, was as a resident Armorer for the Georgia Renaissance Festival. While the attractions weren't really "Renaissance", it was exactly where her talents lay. [b][color=orangered]History Since Outbreak:[/color][/b] Since the "Candy Bar Incident", Bridgette decided to stay with the Fest. There was adequate food and fresh water supplies, some medical, LOTS of weapons (many of which she made), raw resources, livestock, space for growing, and WALLS. About half of the others felt the same way, including the Jousting group and the Viking Northumbria Reenactors. They were given word that there were safe zones and evacuation points in Atlanta, which several people opted for, but to Bridgette sounded like suicide. The last thing they needed to do during a deadly viral(?) outbreak was to crowd together with a few thousand other people in cramped circumstances. Thank you, but no. They figured that waiting there until this epidemic passed was the best course of action. The problem was, it didn't pass. Everything was okay at first. They lived off of the Festival's supplies for the longest time, and used their archaic skills to transform the Working Hamlet Tourist Attraction into an fully functioning, mostly sustainable town. Bridgette expanded upon her SCA combat training with the Northumbria people. She learned all manner of interesting and painful things, almost to the exclusion of everything else. She was a fighter. Survival skills suffered, but her role was that of a fighter and worker of metal. The hunters hunted, the scavengers scavenged. Bridgette fought and swung hammer against anvil. There was an amount of infighting. People died. Sometimes the infected got in. The Town suffered all the same things that everyone else did when the world fell apart. But they soldiered on. Sometimes, very unfriendly people tried to get in. Assaults were made against their Run teams. Very bad things happened. Still, they kept on for over two years. What finally brought down their little, medieval community was disease. Some germ or another found its way into the walls, and without proper medical facilities or a medical professional, they fell like dominoes. Many left. Many more died. After a while, it was just Bridgette and one of the Shield Maidens. Two people were too few to hold their home, and so they decided to bury or hide as many of their supplies as they could, shore up the walls as best as possible, and leave in search of a new home or trustworthy people to bring back to this one. [hr][hr][h3][b][i][color=orangered][center]Extras[/center][/color][/i][/b][/h3] [center][img]https://scontent.cdninstagram.com/hphotos-xtf1/t51.2885-15/s320x320/e15/11093047_1583376371948257_1622920986_n.jpg[/img][/center] [b][color=orangered]Character Quote:[/color][/b] "Back up. You're stepping on my dick." [b][color=orangered]Theme Song:[/color][/b] [url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UNvVBL1sX9o]Nightwish - End Of All Hope[/url] [b][color=orangered]How Many Walkers Have You Killed:[/color][/b] "Fuck's sake, why is that a question? Not near enough. How about that?" [b][color=orangered]How Many People Have You Killed:[/color][/b] "Wait, [i]killed[/i], or just decapitated? See, if you wrap a belt around their neck real tight before the axe comes down, they'll blink for like, 30 seco... Umm, nine maybe. Dunno." [b][color=orangered]Why:[/color][/b] I'm not a fan of getting raped or killed, and no one I know is, either. [b][color=orangered]Anything Else:[/color][/b] http://www.roleplayerguild.com/posts/3214659 Preferred method of combat to kick things off is Spear & Shield, followed by Axe & Shield. If engaging in range combat, Bridgette favors her Sawed-Off Shotgun (crossbow of the modern era), which is usually kept on her horse or tucked into her backpack, pistol grip sticking out of the top. If she's not trying to kill anyone (or lacks options), Bridgette is one hell of an unarmed scrapper. Also fond of shield bashing techniques. 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You're stepping on my dick."[/i][/color] ⚜ Respects ~*~ ☯ Neutral ~*~ ☮ Friends ~*~ ♫ Best Friends ~*~ § Tense ~*~ ♥ Crush ~*~ ⚤ Significant Other ~*~ ☠ Enemies [hr][hr][/center] ⚜ [color=steelblue][b]Ashton Holloway[/b][/color] ⚜ [i]"Cap'n Walldick? Yeah, he's ... actually ok. Might owe him an apology."[/i] Bridgette was rude as hell to Ashton when they first met. Despite this, Ash acted in the manner of a professional. He offered the Valkyries a home and purpose, which Bridgette accepted over drinks. [hr] ☮ [color=firebrick][b]James Grady[/b][/color] ☮ [i]"He's ok. Burns a mean slab of cow, but that [u]hat[/u]. Goddamn."[/i] Bridgette likes the self-titled Blackneck, even if they don't get along all the time. Also, he's the only other Axe slinger in Newnan, even if it is a midsize woodaxe. Maybe later, she'll forge him something with a little more panache. [hr] ☯ [color=cyan][b]Kristina Smith[/b][/color] ☯ [i]"...touched my horse..."[/i] Ok, fine, so they got off on the wrong foot. Little Miss Sweet & Innocent had a bad day; so did Bridgette. Maybe they can find common ground down the road a piece. A far piece. Maybe they'll run into each other when she makes her Agriculture runs. [hr] ☯ [color=tomato][b]Richard Johnson[/b][/color] ☯ [i]"The fuck is his deal?"[/i] Richard comes across to Bridgette as ungenuine. Smooth talker, at first. Seems to find a reason to like people, then not to like them. It is a contrast to Bridgette's blunt openness. Nevertheless, he contributes, so he's part of the group. Basically, she is waiting to form an opinion on the man. [hr] ☮ [color=f6989d][b]Zoie Crawford[/b][/color] ☮ [i]"Heh, bitch is crazy. I had my way, she'd be fitted for a horned helmet immediately."[/i] While unsure of Zoie's feelings toward her, Bridgette finds a sort of odd kinship with the native Georgian. Not remotely the same as with Astrid, but she figures they can be friends. [hr] ⚜ [color=khaki][b]Victor Bonheur[/b][/color] ⚜ [i]"If we had one of him two years ago, maybe our village wouldn't be a fucking ghost town."[/i] Victor helps keep Newnan alive, as much as the guards or the walls. The want of a doctor finally destroyed her first, post-outbreak home. Plus, this one is teaching Astrid part of the trade. Yeah, any personal oddities he might have can be easily overlooked. Bridgette would impale a bitch as quickly for Froggy as she would for Ash. [hr] ☮ [color=6ecff6][b]Sophia Harris[/b][/color] ☮ [i]"TWO MORE, BITCH! TWO MORE!!!"[/i] Sophia came in with Bridgette and Astrid, twenty minutes after her lumberjack amputation. While she means well, she has the insensitive habit of calling Sophia "The Future Mrs. Hook", among other things. As she already has the habit of visiting Astrid in the Infirmary, Bridgette has taken it upon herself to act as Sophia's personal physical therapist, often as loudly and vigorously as possible. [hr] Symbol [color=a187be][b]Tatiana Korvo[/b][/color] Symbol [i]" - "[/i] Relation Details [hr] [color=orangered][b]Bridgette Vinters[/b][/color] [i]"Yeah. I'd do her."[/i] Loud, vulgar, violent, uncouth. These things are said about her damned near every day. What else is said: Loyal, fierce, honest, brave. If she accepts you as part of her clan, she will still be all of those things, but for you. [hr] ♫ [color=82ca9d][b]Astrid Hansen[/b][/color] ♫ [i]"She's a sister, true as any. Except that sometimes, we wriggle against each other until we're out of breath."[/i] The two of them lived because of and for each other for a long time. They are as close as sisters, and occasionally closer. Not that they're in love, mind you. That would be silly. Given a choice between Newnan and Astrid, Bridgette would walk away from the town and everyone in it. Not that she could be blackmailed into it. Such an act of submission would be dishonorable. [hr] ☮ [color=peru][b]Agnes Johannsson[/b][/color] ☮ [i]"So, she doesn't ride a horse. As far as I'm concerned, she's one of us, anyway."[/i] Bridgette likes Bryn. Really likes her. Despite the fact that she talks very little, possibly even less than Astrid, Bryn is her kind of people. Don't tell anyone, but Bridgette thinks she's kind of cute, too. Many an evening, Bryn, Bridgette, an Astrid can be seen near a fire, braiding each other's hair while the two quiet ones communicate via grunts and some manner of bitch telepathy while Bridgette waxes on colorfully, in only the way she can. Chicks before dicks! [hr] ☯ [color=fff200][b]Niesha Burkstien[/b][/color] ☯ [i]"What the fucking fuck is fucking wrong with that fuck? FUCK!"[/i] Pissed off Astrid. Pissed off Froggy. About got Sophia killed, from the story of it. Alright, emotional day all around. Shit happens. Bridgette was one of the people that brought her into Newnan, so she feels partly responsible. Well, very slightly responsible. Bree's keeping an eye on her. Maybe she'll come around. [hr] Symbol [color=00ff00][b]Jack Hudson[/b][/color] Symbol [i]" - "[/i] Relation Details [hr][/hider]