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[hr][hr][h1][b][i][color=598527][center]Lola Holler[/center][/color][/i][/b][/h1]
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[hr][hr][h3][b][i][color=598527][center]Character Summary[/center][/color][/i][/b][/h3]
[b][color=598527]Name:[/color][/b] Lola Rebekah Holler
[b][color=598527]Aliases:[/color][/b] Tank Girl, Sarg
[b][color=598527]Age:[/color][/b] 32
[b][color=598527]Birthday:[/color][/b] October 14th
[b][color=598527]Ethnicity:[/color][/b] Kiwi
[b][color=598527]Birth Place:[/color][/b] Wellington, New Zealand
[b][color=598527]Location:[/color][/b] Fort Knox, Kentucky
[b][color=598527]Gender:[/color][/b] ~looks between her legs~ No danglies. 
[b][color=598527]Major/Minor:[/color][/b] Bitch Please....
[b][color=598527]Occupation:[/color][/b] Tank Commander, New Zealand Army 
[b][color=598527]Languages:[/color][/b] English

[hr][center][img]https://media.giphy.com/media/63ufD1yjX0Gcw/200.gif[/img][/center][hr][h3][b][i][color=598527][center]Appearance[/center][/color][/i][/b][/h3]
[b][color=598527]Height:[/color][/b] 5'8"
[b][color=598527]Weight:[/color][/b] 120lbs
[b][color=598527]Build:[/color][/b] Lean
[b][color=598527]Eyes:[/color][/b] Aquamarine 
[b][color=598527]Hair:[/color][/b] Platinum Blonde
[b][color=598527]Skin Tone:[/color][/b] Pale Peach
[b][color=598527]Tattoos/Scars/Piercings:[/color][/b] Ears have multiple piercings, kiwi tattoo on her left butt cheek

[hr][center][img]https://media.giphy.com/media/51tsvHv8NeBva/giphy.gif[/img][/center][hr][h3][b][i][color=598527][center]Psychology[/center][/color][/i][/b][/h3]
[i][color=598527][center]Dedicated * Twisted * Fearless * Brash[/center][/color][/i]

[b][color=598527]Sexuality:[/color][/b] Hey, I'll give anything a try once, probably twice
[b][color=598527]Relationship Status:[/color][/b] Married to her Tank
[b][color=598527]Personality:[/color][/b] Hey, I'm pretty fucking cool! I am always right there right in the middle of everything, shit just doesn't phase me. Why should it? What? Am I going to sit there with my knees knocking and piss my pants? Well that won't get me anywhere other than being the lunch special for Walker Burger. And seriously, if you're my friend, well girl (or guy) I'll be there. I might be laughing my ass off as you trip and an Eater is about to bite your bloody ankles but don't get your knickers in a wad. I'll kill it before it actually bites you. 
	
	Okay, sure I am not the most orthodox person. I am a bit twisted. So bite me, lick me, torture me. I like pain. Have to find joy in the little things in life don't we? And of course I don't have a filter on my fucking mouth. Cursing is fun and fuck, well have you ever heard the history of that word? It is fucking fantabulous! It is like my version of smurf! Now, got a TV? I don't want to miss Bay Watch. 
[b][color=598527]Habits:[/color][/b] [list][*] Grinning sadistically [*] Breaking out into song at the oddest times[/list]
[b][color=598527]Hobbies:[/color][/b] [list][*] Working on her tank[/list]
[b][color=598527]Fears:[/color][/b] [list][*] Losing her tank
[*] Tasmanian Devils
[*] Needles[/list]
[b][color=598527]Likes:[/color][/b] [list][*] Smoking
[*] Drinking
[*] Cursing
[*] Painting her nails
[*] Fixing up her tank
[*] Cutting things with her scissors
[*] Singing
[*] Dancing
[*] Weapons
[*] Being over the top
[*] Styling it like she was in Mad Max
[*] Cole Porter
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[b][color=598527]Dislikes:[/color][/b] [list][*] Being confined other than in her tank
[*] Water park enclosed tubes
[*] Straitjackets 
[*] People who pray on children
[*] Liars
[*] Power abusers
[*] Being told to conform[/list]

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[b][color=598527]Pre Outbreak Skills:[/color][/b][list][*] Hand Guns
[*] Tank Operations
[*] Rifles
[*] Hand To Hand Combat
[*] Mechanics
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[b][color=598527]Post Outbreak Skills:[/color][/b][list][*] Engineering
[*] Water Purification
[*] Extreme Home Decor
[*] Knife
[*] Welding
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[b][color=598527]Current Supplies:[/color][/b] 
[list]
[*] Current Clothing - [url=http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sqD_JK3vKPo/SSSOs-Vr8EI/AAAAAAAABQE/bvhPq3z5fnI/s400/lori3.gif]This![/url] (Not even attempting to describe)
[*] Couple of cases of Beer
[*] Knife
[*] Scissors
[*] 1/4 Case Of MRE's
[*] Britta Water Filter Jug
[*] Make-up
[*] Baby Wipes
[*] Kimel AP-9 (20 round magazine - 7 shots left)
[*] [url=http://www.imfdb.org/images/thumb/e/e0/TankGirl_46.jpg/601px-TankGirl_46.jpg]Heavily Modified M5A1 Stuart[/url] (Aka Tank)
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[b][color=598527]Your First Walker Encounter:[/color][/b] Bitching, so get this shit. I was in the Mess Hall at Fort Knox, you know minding my own damn business and trying to get used to American Food. I mean it ain't bad but what is this shit they call grits? Right, so anywho. I was sitting and eating with this fucktard starts choking on a raisin of all damn things. He ends up keeling over. Great. I just keep eating because I am not a fucking doctor or mortician. Before they could get there he decides he wants more to eat but he is eating off menu. Raisins be deadly!!!

[b][color=598527]History Before Outbreak:[/color][/b] Okay, well shit for me was pretty every day when I was a young kiwi. I had fun, I cut my Barbie's hair, I got into trouble but not enough to get tossed into jail or anything. Loved shoving mentos into diet coke. Shit like that. Your average hyper active girl that caused more than one gray hair to sprout from my parents head. School was okay but fuck, why the hell would I want to do more than just what I needed to? It wasn't like I was a fucking rocket scientist or anything, I just liked getting my hands dirty and extreme situations. Well not totally extreme, I totally sucked at surfing but don't tell anyone that; someone from New Zealand that can't surf? Be like saying that you were the pope but not catholic. You get weird looks. 

	I guess it was kind of a surprise to my parents when I signed up for the Army. I mean how can someone with my fashion sense be expected to wear a uniform? But fucking aces, I loved it! I laid eyes on a tank for the first time and suddenly every other man I had ever laid eyes on was inadequate. You know what I am saying. I started out as a driver, then was made a gunner - Po-po-po-pow! Eventually the fucktards, I mean the brass decided that I should be put in charge. Bwhahahahahaha!!! Oh that was the day, should have seen the look on the Col.'s face when he got the promotions list. I think he shit himself, it was priceless. 

	So yeah, shit was going well and all. There were some wars and such around the world, when the fuck aren't there - well before the outbreak that is. Anywho... You yanks wanted to do some war exercises and do that whole cross military relations thing. So out to Fort Knox it was, wherever the fuck that is. I got to meet a bunch of really damn fine guys and I think it shocked the shit out of them to see a girl commanding a tank instead of giving them band-aides. But hey, I showed them I know how to handle things. It was loads of fun. That was....

[b][color=598527]History Since Outbreak:[/color][/b] Until that whole fucking outbreak thing. We had gotten some word in here and there about weird freak outs but from what the Yanks were saying shit like that happened; especially in Florida. Hey, isn't that were Micky Mouse is from? Fuck, okay as I was saying. Shit hit the fan and a lot of the guys were called out places. I thought me and my crew were going to get shipped back home but well that didn't fucking happened and I was grounded. Granted I didn't fucking care. I wasn't Jet, I was Tank Girl. I like being on the ground. Fucking good that I had my tank with me. I ain't letting that beast go for nothing. 

	Fuck, where was I? Oh yeah. So like everything was as fucked up as a monkey fucking football bat. (Heard some Yank say that) Folks eating folks, dead men walking. Was really twisted and coming from me that is saying something. A lot of us when everything fell apart just stayed at Knox and did what we could to fucking stay alive. I mean we had enough MRE's to feed a third world country, some walls, and a lot of fucking weapons and ammo. Every thing you needed to survive. Or so we fucking thought. 

	It was good for about the first two years. We lost some of course and had to kill some. Shit happens. But some of us were still alive. It would get boring though. I mean shit, when there is not Bay Watch you try to find other shit to do. Part of that is learning shit. I really should have gone to college, well fuck that maybe not but you get my damn point. So I learned shit and taught shit, and got bored... Really fucking bored. So I grabbed a few fellow head cases and we got to work remodeling my baby. He is fucking sweetly decked out now, complete with deck. Well not deck but hey, I have a grill! Girl has to have a grill. 

	Then people got sick, I went out to make a medical run but by the time I got back everything was over run. I was the only one left. ~hangs head and pours out half a beer in memory~ So it was time to move on. Luckily my bay runs on pretty much anything. Trust me, he has an iron stomach. And I don't go anywhere without my tank. So I started driving around. Hadn't really found anywhere that wanted me other than for my tank and sorry gents, we come as a package deal. A few fights along the way, lots of killing walkers or running them over. Now I am headed towards this place called Newnan? Newman? Salad Dressing? Right, anywho! I see a wall! Time to knock and see if anyone is home. 

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[b][color=598527]Character Quote:[/color][/b] BRUSH YOUR TEETH!!!
[b][color=598527]Theme Song:[/color][/b]
[youtube]https://youtu.be/29gqDnlWI7Y[/youtube]
[b][color=598527]How Many Walkers Have You Killed:[/color][/b] Not enough?
[b][color=598527]How Many People Have You Killed:[/color][/b] ~points to the stamps on the side of her tanks~ Why don't you count
[b][color=598527]Why:[/color][/b] The little blue bird told me to.
[b][color=598527]Anything Else:[/color][/b] ~in previous Cs~

[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]