[center][img]http://i1289.photobucket.com/albums/b518/ThetaOswin/possession_zpswxucl3de.png[/img] [img]http://i1289.photobucket.com/albums/b518/ThetaOswin/DECEASED_zpsrjwyqqg4.png[/img][/center] [hider=Vivian Adder][hr][hr][h1][b][i][color=silver][center]Vivian Adder[/center][/color][/i][/b][/h1] [center][img]https://65.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m582simk4p1rqrk6x.gif[/img] [b][color=silver]Character Quote:[/color][/b] "It doesn't matter if you're guilty or not. It matters if I get paid."[/center][hr][hr][h3][b][i][color=silver][center]Character Summary[/center][/color][/i][/b][/h3] [b][color=silver]Name:[/color][/b] Vivian Genevieve Adder [b][color=silver]Aliases:[/color][/b] Silver Curse, Viv, Vivvie, Gen, Adler [b][color=silver]Age:[/color][/b] 24 [b][color=silver]Birthday:[/color][/b] March 3rd [b][color=silver]Ethnicity:[/color][/b] Caucasian (American) [b][color=silver]Birth Place:[/color][/b] Lawrence, Kansas [b][color=silver]Place of Residency:[/color][/b] Number 5 Maple Road [b][color=silver]Hometown:[/color][/b] Topeka, Kansas [b][color=silver]Gender:[/color][/b] Female [b][color=silver]Highest Level of Education:[/color][/b] University; Computer Science Major [b][color=silver]Occupation:[/color][/b] Bail Fugitive Recovery Agent [b][color=silver]Languages:[/color][/b] English [hr][center][img]http://38.media.tumblr.com/f4a4c875a28059655c89e1c456ed41ba/tumblr_n17gyozzyT1re6b1fo2_250.gif[/img][/center][hr][h3][b][i][color=silver][center]Appearance[/center][/color][/i][/b][/h3] [b][color=silver]Height:[/color][/b] 5'7" [b][color=silver]Weight:[/color][/b] 160 pounds [b][color=silver]Build:[/color][/b] Athletic [b][color=silver]Eyes:[/color][/b] Black [b][color=silver]Hair:[/color][/b] Silvery-blonde [b][color=silver]Skin Tone:[/color][/b] Lightly tanned [b][color=silver]Tattoos/Scars/Piercings:[/color][/b] One long scar on her back, two smaller scars on her right hand [b][color=silver]Personal Style:[/color][/b] Tank top, brown leather jacket, black skinny jeans, black combat boots, crescent moon necklace, brown ankle socks, black fingerless gloves [hr][center][img]https://31.media.tumblr.com/e99a839b475099c9817fab8113cc0257/tumblr_inline_n2e1gpuGpQ1rcmumb.gif[/img][/center][hr][h3][b][i][color=silver][center]Psychology[/center][/color][/i][/b][/h3] [i][color=silver][center]Determined * Callous * Clever * Morbid[/center][/color][/i] [b][color=silver]Sexuality:[/color][/b]Pansexual [b][color=silver]Relationship Status:[/color][/b] Single [b][color=silver]Personality:[/color][/b] Very much a rough and reckless nature, Vivian could be described as chaotic neutral on the alignment spectrum. She’s out for herself and whatever she wants, and has a lot of trouble trusting other people. The only thing she struggles with more than trust is patience—she enjoys having things done quickly and correctly. She operates within her own moral framework, willing to do what may seem unspeakable to others, as long as she can justify it to herself. There is a sweet and sensitive side to her, but of course, it’s buried deep down. She’s much more likely to seem insane than she would be to look harmless and gentle. However, she does crave the approval of others--a select few, to be more specific. Beyond her cold and harsh exterior, she [i]does[/i] want her friends and family to approve of her choices, and to feel proud of her. Her pride dominants a lot of her decisions, but she also has a need for perfection and compliance. She'd rather sass someone than attack them, but in her line of work, she often has to deal with violent individuals, causing her become more violent herself. [b][color=silver]Habits:[/color][/b]Cracking her knuckles, rolling her eyes, tapping her foot [b][color=silver]Hobbies:[/color][/b]Shooting her gun at the range, archery, programming, first person shooter video games [b][color=silver]Fears:[/color][/b] [list][*]Death [*]Plane rides [*]Bees, wasps[/list] [b][color=silver]Likes:[/color][/b] [list][*]Weapons [*]Hacking [*]Running [*]Parkour [*]Large dogs [*]MMA[/list] [b][color=silver]Dislikes:[/color][/b] [list][*]People [*]Laziness [*]Greek Yogurt [*]Makeup [*]Door to door salesmen [*]Mornings [/list] [hr][center][img]http://25.media.tumblr.com/b3b3023fc9387519d75abf988d1b375f/tumblr_mmya390faA1s9moibo1_r1_500.gif[/img][/center][hr][h3][b][i][color=silver][center]Skills[/center][/color][/i][/b][/h3] [b][color=silver]More Mental Skills:[/color][/b] [list] [*]Computers [*]Breaking and Entering [*]Disguise [*]Tracking/Stalking/Following [*]Laws and regulations of Bail Fugitive Recovery Agents [/list] [b][color=silver]Physical Skills:[/color][/b] [list] [*]Pistols [*]Bow and Arrow [*]Stamina [*]Unarmed Combat (Kickboxing) [/list] [b][color=silver]Day to Day Belongings:[/color][/b] [list] [*]Wallet: Business Cards, $60 cash, debit card, credit card, ID, fake IDs, Starbucks card, Bail Fugitive Recovery Agent identification [*]Clothing: Tank top with spaghetti straps, moon necklace, skinny jeans, combat boots, leather jacket, ankle socks [*]Apartment keys [*]9mm pistol [*]Cell Phone with skull phone case (iPhone 5S) [*]Bus tickets [*]Pocket knife [/list] [b][color=silver]Home:[/color][/b] [list] [*]Computer (Macbook Pro) [*]3 textbooks from her Bail Fugitive Recovery Agent final courses [*]Maps of the area, marked up with notes and photographs attached [*]Halestorm posters [*]Files on known frequent offenders (for skipping on bail) [*]Spare pistol ammunition [*]Computer coding books [*]Scrapbook made by her mother for her graduation [*]Photo of her and her nanny when she was 3 [/list] [hr][center][img]http://37.media.tumblr.com/92df13835602fc3038ce381113a2e8d8/tumblr_naoobjiP2g1sqeq3do3_500.gif[/img][/center][hr][h3][b][i][color=silver][center]History[/center][/color][/i][/b][/h3][b][color=silver]Life Before The Apocalypse[/color][/b] Vivian’s parents never paid too much attention to her. Her father was the CEO of a major company and her mother a former pageant queen. Both of them had firm expectations for what they wanted from their daughter—and it didn’t matter that Vivian wanted nothing to do with them. The nanny more raised her than her parents, and when she was around 12 years old, her parents decided that they didn’t need a nanny anymore. This was when Vivian began to rebel. She wasn’t the type to skip class—she was more of the organized rebel type. She would con the other kids at school, running black market type networks. Drugs never were her business, and eventually, she started doing petty crimes, such as shoplifting. Of course, as an adult, her parents forced her to attend college. She fulfilled her foreign language requirement by studying German, admiring the strong and powerful force behind the language. Studying Computer Science, Vivian [i]intended[/i] to become a hacker, getting paid for messing around. It would have been the dream, yet soon after graduating with her bachelor of science, she found herself in a sticky situation. She had hacked into a major company, and her parents managed to settle the case out of court. One of the terms was that Vivian never hack again--one that her parents agreed to for her. During all of the court proceedings, Vivian got interested in a replacement career: one as a Bail Fugitive Recovery Agent. Training physically and mentally, Vivian moved to Washington, finding the cesspool that was Tacoma incredibly lucrative for business. Licensed to practice in both Kansas and Washington, Vivian has found some sort of stability in her life--though her parents aren't pleased that their daughter became a bounty hunter. [b][color=silver]Life Leading Up To the Apocalypse // What Brings You to Altsoba[/color][/b] Vivian's father, after his career change from CEO to pastor, invited her to live with him in Altsoba. Initially, Vivian refused, wanting nothing but distance from her parents. However, with the high price of living Seattle and being unwilling to live in Tacoma, Vivian settled for a modification of her father's offer: she would pay rent, in order to feel as if she retained her independence. Living on the upper floor of her parents' home, Vivian attempts to ignore her father at all costs. Most people in Altsoba know her as the pastor's daughter, to her dismay. In general, locals think that she goes against all of the ideals the old preacher talks about, but their relationship is improving--slowly. When the apocalypse was rumored to begin, Vivian's father begged her to stay with him in Altsoba, fearing for his daughter's life. She agreed--mostly because a fugitive was rumored to have made his way towards the fateful town. It was business as usual--it didn't matter that the world was ending. [hr][center][img]http://pa1.narvii.com/5750/aa595b0399cc677ddcc60c3fb6ae52e75e35da4a_hq.gif[/img][/center][hr][h3][b][i][color=silver][center]Extras[/center][/color][/i][/b][/h3][b][color=silver]Theme Song:[/color][/b] Highway to Hell [b][color=silver]Deviances:[/color][/b]Vivian feels a prickling sensation when supernatural beings are around [b][color=silver]Extra Information: Vivian killed the turtle; poor turtle. [/color][/b][/hider]