[hider=Prudence Olivia] [center][img]https://i.pinimg.com/736x/3d/6f/c2/3d6fc210f2e9168c4e7e5c76ccaa3857--painting-portraits-portrait-art.jpg[/img][/center] [center][color=A52A2A][h3][i]"Vodka may not be the answer, but it's worth a shot."[/i][/h3][/color][/center] [center][h1][color=DAA520]General Information[/color][/h1][/center] [color=D2691E]Name:[/color][color=FFDEAD] Prudence Olivia[/color] [Color=D2691E]Legend:[/color][color=FFDEAD] Olive[/color] [color=D2691E]Species:[/color][color=FFDEAD] Human[/color] [color=D2691E]Gender:[/color][color=FFDEAD] Femme[/color] [color=D2691E]Age:[/color][color=FFDEAD] 28[/color] [color=D2691E]Appearance:[/color][color=FFDEAD] She has long thick hair, the color of carrots, or maybe it's better described as sweet potato baby mush. With a round face and smooth skin, she looks younger than she is. Cartoonishly large round frames take up the center of her face, and even with those she still has to squint to make out her surroundings. Olivia has dull green eyes, her long eyelashes and fuller lips making up for everything else being quite plain. Her body is category chubby skinny. Strong toned long legs, a soft tummy, and larger chest. She covers up with sweaters and baggy pants squished in to old combat boots most the time. Standing at 6 feet and 4 inches, she is intimidating without meaning to be.[/color] [color=D2691E]Personality:[/color][color=FFDEAD] Her default is maternal to those around her, constantly finding herself giving advise for everything. Olive is extremely intelligent but very humble. Impossible to be angered or offended, calm is her forte. Her cool tone can be unnerving, especially when faced with excitement or fear. [/color] [color=D2691E]Condition:[/color][color=FFDEAD] Wasted[/color] [center][h1][color=DAA520]Recreational Knowledge[/color][/h1][/center] [color=D2691E]Likes:[/color][color=FFDEAD] Animals, Collecting Books, Cold Showers, Solitutde, Sunlignt, Creating/Inventing, Terrible Jokes. [/color] [color=D2691E]Dislikes:[/color][color=FFDEAD] Aggressive Behavior, Children, Being Lazy, Large Storms, Loud Noises, Pickles. [/color] [color=D2691E]Hobbies:[/color][color=FFDEAD] Every day is filled with inventing little machines for daily life struggles. When not creating, her nose is dug in to frayed old books, gulping down all knowledge she can get her hands on. [/color] [color=D2691E]Strengths:[/color][color=FFDEAD] Quite a fast runner, can process data (math problems, science equations, puzzles) in seconds, defuser of stressful situations.[/color] [color=D2691E]Weaknesses:[/color][color=FFDEAD] Relies on prescription glasses, incapable of multi-tasking, exhausts easily.[/color] [color=D2691E]Theme Song:[/color][color=FFDEAD][url=https://youtu.be/Kp7eSUU9oy8] Childish Gambino - Redbone[/url][/color] [center][h1][color=DAA520]Combat Ready[/color][/h1][/center] [color=D2691E]Weapon:[/color][color=FFDEAD] Olive created a makeshift blow dart gun long ago, having fashioned small wood scraps in to sharpened needles. The gun is a manual, round, hollowed piece of wood that had been sealed and proofed for a long lifespan. This is her handy dandy but doesn't work well short ranged.[/color] [color=D2691E]Powers:[/color][color=FFDEAD] After accidentally taking a dip in radioactive waste that she assumed was safe water, Olive found herself able to hear animals speech, though she can't carry a conversation with them, she can hear their actual words. With that accidental swim also came intuitive aptitude in science and math. She hasn't quite figured out all that this power can control (IC) but knows that it allows her great ease in building things. [/color] [color=D2691E]Techniques:[/color][color=FFDEAD] No known techniques.[/color] [color=D2691E]Skills:[/color][color=FFDEAD] Animals are attracted to her presence, it's quite easy to get along with them because of that. Knack for talking her way out of things. Excels at remembering peoples names. [/color] [color=D2691E]Gear:[/color][color=FFDEAD] Olivia carries a set of dulled, well loved screw drivers in a hand made fabric roll up as well as a pair of old cut resistant gloves she uses while scavenging.[/color] [color=D2691E]Level:[/color][color=FFDEAD] One.[/color] [center][h1][color=DAA520]The Story Behind the Man[/color][/h1][/center] [color=D2691E]Backstory:[/color][color=FFDEAD] Before WoH Prudence had a family, she was celebrating her 13th birthday, and she had her life on a schedule. Her older brother always made fun of her, deep down hiding the hurt that came with being a high school drop out and all around dirt bag. "Come on Pru, why a librarian? Why can't you just be a rebel, you make me look bad." Most conversations between the siblings ended with that. It was Valentine's way of guilting his sister. Even having just entered her teens, Prudence would continually fight back "So i can help educate those who need it most, like you, Val." Prudence Olivia loved learning and had excelled in school, now on the path to becoming the youngest in her district to graduate high school. She was quite the athlete as well, winning 3rd and 2nd place in nation wide track and field competition's. Free time was spent researching new topics, doing laps in her pool, and exercising for races. Unfortunately life haulted immediately, the day of graduation her parents were killed by their automaton maid and her brother had fallen victim to a hungry zombie. She grew up quickly that day in the face of horror, finding saftey in the attic of her abandoned home and living like a hermit. The years were filled with eating canned foods and collecting stray books. Growing tired of the depressed state her life was in, she finally emerged from the rabbit hole she had created around herself on her 21st birthday. It took months to surpress the anxiety and fear but that quickly evaporated when she realized the world wasn't "as bad." That day was also the day she mistook her pool as safe still, thinking she was fine to do laps in celebration of her personal revolution. She quickly realised how wrong she was and fell ill for a few weeks. Once the fever dreams and constant vomit stopped, she felt different but couldn't figure it out. There'd be soft voices she'd hear from time to time, as rats skittered by or butterflies landed in the window sill. It also became less work for her to learn, and she picked up skills almost too easily. The freak out happened when she had the idea of creating a water purifier with an old trash can and some cheese cloth stored in her junk boxes. It took her about 5 minutes to create and it worked. The panic of this new found ability to invent and solve on the spot was creepy but she slowly learned to love and appreciate it. Olivia ultimately left her cocoon and found a new place in pallet town. It was a stepping stone for her, as she never wanted to stay permanently in one place. Her life is currently filled with expierments, listening to what she discovered was the voices of animals she was hearing, and helping people with life from time to time. [/color] [color=D2691E]Ambitions/Goals:[/color][color=FFDEAD] Olive wants to ultimately create a cure for the DNA compound that created what everyone refers to as Zombies. She yearns for friends to call family.[/color] [color=D2691E]Addiction/Mental Health:[/color][color=FFDEAD] She has OCD.[/color] [/hider]