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[hr][hr][h3][b][i][color=DarkCyan][center]Character Summary[/center][/color][/i][/b][/h3]
[b][color=DarkCyan]Name:[/color][/b]
[indent]Ivana Sofia Balashova[/indent]
[b][color=DarkCyan]Aliases:[/color][/b]
[indent]Davina Balashova is what she goes by and introduces herself as[/indent]
[b][color=DarkCyan]Age:[/color][/b]
[indent]28[/indent]
[b][color=DarkCyan]Birthday:[/color][/b]
[indent]November 6th[/indent]
[b][color=DarkCyan]Ethnicity:[/color][/b]
[indent]Caucasian (American-Russian descent)[/indent]
[b][color=DarkCyan]Birth Place:[/color][/b]
[indent]Las Vegas, Nevada[/indent]
[b][color=DarkCyan]Location:[/color][/b] 
[indent]Las Vegas, Nevada[/indent]
[b][color=DarkCyan]Gender:[/color][/b]
[indent]Female[/indent]
[b][color=DarkCyan]Major/Minor:[/color][/b] 
[indent]N/A[/indent]
[b][color=DarkCyan]Occupation:[/color][/b] 
[indent]Con-artist[/indent]
[b][color=DarkCyan]Languages:[/color][/b] 
[indent]English, Russian - both fluent[/indent]
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[b][color=DarkCyan]Height:[/color][/b]
[indent]5'7"[/indent]
[b][color=DarkCyan]Weight:[/color][/b]
[indent]122lbs[/indent]
[b][color=DarkCyan]Build:[/color][/b]
[indent]Slim, toned[/indent]
[b][color=DarkCyan]Eyes:[/color][/b]
[indent]Blue-green[/indent]
[b][color=DarkCyan]Hair:[/color][/b]
[indent]Brown hints of blonde naturally bleached from the sun[/indent]
[b][color=DarkCyan]Skin Tone:[/color][/b]
[indent]Tanned[/indent]
[b][color=DarkCyan]Tattoos/Scars/Piercings:[/color][/b]
[indent][url=http://38.media.tumblr.com/6b3bf2ecbb04be2460dd562d2699f9b1/tumblr_mlf4jfP2qX1rhs5nco5_250.gif]Butterfly tattoo[/url] on the back of her neck to represent "freedom", multiple scars on her arms gathered over the three years during the apocalypse[/indent]
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[i][color=DarkCyan][center]Calculating * Selfish * Adaptable * Impatient[/center][/color][/i]

[b][color=DarkCyan]Sexuality:[/color][/b]
[indent]No preference[/indent]
[b][color=DarkCyan]Relationship Status:[/color][/b]
[indent][s]Separated[/s] Single[/indent]
[b][color=DarkCyan]Personality:[/color][/b]
[indent]To Davina, nothing is more important than herself and her own survival. Fuck everyone else, she believes despite sticking with groups. She's thick-skinned, adapts easily because she [i]knows[/i] nothing that she likes lasts for long - especially during the apocalypse. Call her a greedy bitch, Davina will laugh. In this world, being a bitch is what keeps Davina alive and kicking.

She can read people like open books, especially those that are [i]stupid[/i] enough to roam around with their heart on their sleeve. She has no respect for those types - a waste of space and supplies to end up dying because they were [i]too nice.[/i] I could lie here and say that Davina is a good, loyal team player but the truth is that most of the time she's only around because she knows she can get the shit she wants without risking her neck to get it. There is a certain charm to Davina, somthing she takes advantage of to try and gain other's sympathy and the reason she's kept in a group (well, until she's either kicked out, separated, or her group dies).

Beneath her cold, selfish exterior lies Ivana Balashova, the child that had nothing to call her own - that had no choice but to grow up too soon in a kill or be killed world. It's strange, but whenever Davina is in the presence of children, her personality completely shifts - still a bitch, but not has harsh as she would usually be. As if she were a [s]really bad[/s] mother...[/indent]
[b][color=DarkCyan]Habits:[/color][/b] 
[indent]Biting nails
Licking her lips when she wants something[/indent]
[b][color=DarkCyan]Hobbies:[/color][/b]
[indent]Does conning people count?[/indent]
[b][color=DarkCyan]Fears:[/color][/b]
[indent][list][*]Turning out like her parents
[*]Rejection
[*][/list][/indent]
[b][color=DarkCyan]Likes:[/color][/b] 
[indent][list][*] Her car
[*] Money
[*] Things going her way
[*] Surviving
[*] Tea and other comforting drinks
[*][/list][/indent]
[b][color=DarkCyan]Dislikes:[/color][/b] 
[indent][list][*]Her parents
[*]Any form of addiction
[*]Rain
[*]Overly sweet foods
[*]Feeling too hot
[*]Being reminded of her past[/list][/indent]
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[b][color=DarkCyan]Pre Outbreak Skills:[/color][/b] Max 5 - History must reflect these knowledges
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[*]Bullshitting people (aka lying)
[*]People reading
[*]Adaptable
[*]Bare minimum self-defence knowledge from fighting
[*]
[/list][/indent]
[b][color=DarkCyan]Post Outbreak Skills:[/color][/b] Max 5 - Each Type of Gun Counts as 1 skill, Machete and Sword each are separate. History must reflect learning these skills.
[indent][list]
[*]Shooting handguns
[*]Basic med/first aid skills
[*]Water purification
[*]Machete wielding
[*]
[/list][/indent]
[b][color=DarkCyan]Current Supplies:[/color][/b] All things listed separately. For example - clothing cannot be listed as clothing - coat, shirt, shoes, shocks, underwear, etc - all count as one item each for extras - you are allowed one set that will consist of a shirt, shoes, socks, pants and overcoat to count as what you are currently wearing. Each full clip counts as one, each box of ammo must have listed how many bullets in each. (Keep it reasonable. I will keep these things very limited - no debating.) Max 10, including current clothing, so you may add 9 more.
[indent][list]
[*]Current Clothing - Old dark jeans, dirty tank top, combat boots and a waterproof, drawstring army trench jacket
[*]Machete
[*]Colt M1911A1 with 4 rounds inside 
[*]5 extra rounds
[*]Small leather backpack
[*]Hammer (helps bashing heads in; dead or alive)
[*]Two water bottles
[*]Three stale packets of crackers
[*]Half a bar of chocolate
[*]Spare underwear
[/list][/indent]
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[b][color=DarkCyan]Your First Walker Encounter:[/color][/b]
[indent]Ever since the broadcast and mass hysteria, Davina stuck to the inside of her car - driving on the countryside to avoid the crowds from the cramped city. She looted any corner store or home she could find on her fucked-up road trip, being lucky enough to find a hammer in one of the homes she'd raided as her only means of defence. Really, her first experience was a dumb move on her part - who exactly leaves the uncomfortable yet safe car to check up on a [i]body[/i] simply lying on the middle of the road?

To this day, Davina swears that she thought she could loot the poor bastard, but as soon as she approached the body, it tried clawing at her leg to bring her down with it. Davina had no choice but to kick the ass in his disgusting, rotted face before hurrying to her car. The fucker was still trying to come after her despite being kicked, so Davina did what any hysterical woman would do to the first zombie they saw.

Bash their head in with a hammer.[/indent]
[b][color=DarkCyan]History Before Outbreak:[/color][/b]
[indent]Jonathan Nicholson and Anastasia Balashova met in a casino. It wasn't a romantic union, just two greedy people getting together to [i]earn[/i] more money together. It was a partnership, Anastasia used her beauty while Jonathan worked from the shadows, the pair a deadly duo when it came to the world of gambling. There was no room for a child in this toxic mix of drugs, sex and money.

To be fair, Ivana wasn't even a planned baby. She just came; red faced and chubby-cheeked to come ruin the duo's quest for more money. Hell, no one is entirely sure that Ivana was even Jonathan's kid - which is the reason the two gave her Anastasia's surname to go by. Ivana didn't have much of a childhood - she was homeschooled whenever Jon or Ana remembered to, and they lived in the old Chevy rather than a home like any other normal family. Survival was something Ivana had to be prepared for from day one; to get her own food and avoid her father's drunken rages or mother's "secret" escapades with other men.

Ivana wasn't loved, and she was raised knowing that. She was either just a pawn to further some of her parent's conning plots, or she was simply there in the shadows to be used for some other day like an unwanted toy. At the age of sixteen, Ivana finally snapped after a particular incident - causing the young teen to steal the Chevy and run away from home. For the next two years, she laid low, surviving on stolen grocery items for the few years until Ivana -- now known as Davina -- was introduced to the world of scams and conning. 

Davina found herself skilled as a people-person the more she practiced the art of charming people out of their money; she was able to read people and manipulate emotions to suit her benefit which actually [i]worked[/i] for her until she met [i]him[/i]... [i]He's[/i] another part of her life that she keeps in the hush hush, something she would never admit to anyone even on her death bed. Doesn't matter anyway because two years after [i]him[/i] came the end of the world.[/indent]
[b][color=DarkCyan]History Since Outbreak:[/color][/b]
[indent]Despite Davina's people skills, there was zero chance for her to survive the apocalypse. She barely knew how to fight, didn't know shit about medicine nor was she some lucky bitch to have a stocked pantry filled with weapons, food and little things for survival.

Well, actually she did have a chance. And that came in the form of the Russian ballerina Tatiana Korvo. Davina and Tatiana had worked together during one of Davina's more... ambitious plots that lead to one of the most successful runs ever. Davina briefly knew some of Tati's history, enough to know that the ballerina was not just a pretty dancer, but able to survive in such conditions as if she'd been prepared for it her entire life. And that was reason enough for Davina to begin searching Vegas in hopes of the dancer.

Really, what were the odds that she would find exactly who she was looking for in the appointed city safe zone? Either way, it seemed that Lady Luck either had something worse for Davina down the line, or that she was actually [i]lucky[/i] for once in her life. The two teamed up once more, Davina's people skills enough to help her charm their way into a formed group and Tatiana's survival skills enough to keep them alive till they found their next group. 

They took their chances and travelled across the east towards the other side of America in Davina's chevvy in hopes to find a newer, better safe zone.[/indent]
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[b][color=DarkCyan]Character Quote:[/color][/b]
[indent]"It's a dog eat dog world, I don't have time to look after children."[/indent]
[b][color=DarkCyan]Theme Song:[/color][/b]
[indent][url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Z3UCVQIjAJ8]Wiped Out - The Neighbourhood[/url][/indent]
[b][color=DarkCyan]How Many Walkers Have You Killed:[/color][/b]
[indent]Towards the upper 30's maybe? She hasn't really bothered keeping count.[/indent]
[b][color=DarkCyan]How Many People Have You Killed:[/color][/b]
[indent]A raider camp that consisted of about three men[/indent]
[b][color=DarkCyan]Why:[/color][/b]
[indent]"Because they stole my shit."[/indent]
[b][color=DarkCyan]Anything Else:[/color][/b]
[indent][list][*][url=http://www.roleplayerguild.com/posts/3435037]Anna's dilemma[/url]
[*]In the far corner of the Chevy dashboard, Ivana's name is engraved along with another name, but the second name has been crossed out with the use of a rock[/list][/indent]
[sub][color=ed1c24]*By submitting this CS in its completion I am stating I have read all the rules for this Rp and am agreeing to follow them to the fullest with respect and courtesy.[/color][/sub][/hider]