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Name: Kristina Carrigan

Nickname: Kitty

Age: 28

Sex: Female

Race: Caucasian

Appearance: Kitty has chin length, sandy blonde hair with a small patch over her right ear that will not grow due to scarring. She has delicate cheekbones, light freckles on her cheeks and nose with Hazel colored eyes. Her nose is crooked from being broken several times, it sits slightly to the right, and has an obvious scar in the center of her lower lip. Kitty is skinny, 5'3" between 90 and 100 pounds, partly due to her chem habits. She has long legs for her height, scarring on her knees and a scar that goes from her bellybutton to the left side of her rib cage. It sinks in, as her lowest rib was broken and did not heal properly. Due to her chem use, she often thinks of herself as a cat with her more than adequate sneak abilities, therefore she paints three small black lines on top of each cheek like whiskers. She also dons Bull's trademark he gives to the women accepted into the Hollow Souls, a large cigar burn on the left side of her neck.

Personality: She can be rude and cocky, partly because she knows that Bull will step in if need be. Sometimes she's not there, off in her own world on her high. She doesn't take kindly to being picked on by people not in The hollow Souls Gang and gets defensive quick.

Skills: Explosives, Sneak, and Speech. As far the speech goes, it's not that she's a smooth talker, but rather people almost feel bad because she had a speech impediment and lisp.

Weapons: 10” Dagger, 2 bottles full of flammable liquids, capped. Strips of a handkerchief to make Molotov cocktails. Sawn off Remington 1187 semi-auto 12 gauge.

Armor/Attire: Her usual outfit is a pair of leggings and a sports bra, sometime she wears a T-shirt over it. A pair of old, weathered combat boots.

Her armor consists of Army cargo pants with pieces of metal sewn on with black fabric over her vital arteries. A large olive drag jacket with similar plates stitched on in the same fashion over her vitals. She has to keep her battle armor light because she is unable to move freely with too much weight.

Faction: Raider, she is a member of The Hollow souls Gang

History/ Background: Kitty was born an addict, and because of such, is prone to tantrums and acts out. Awhile after Kitty was born, her father Jake killed her mother, and took to raising his child in the ways of a Raider/scavenger. Kitty developed much more slowly than most children, not walking until she was just about two years old from the damage done before she was even born due to her mother's chem habits. Her body, and parts of her mind have finally caught up with her age, but the damage done to her brain from years of chem abuse causes her to do strange things.

Kitty learned to sneak effectively so she would not be caught in order to keep from getting into trouble. She would sneak around most of the time causing mischief and blaming others. As she got older, Kitty developed a second love, big, fiery booms. Kitty particularly enjoyed toking on some Smooch and blowing up the many Chryslus vehicles that lay dead on the Commonwealth landscape. Smooch didn't come cheap, so she learned to talk the price down, and or, barter with her body to get her fix. Smoking the pungent product was better than sticking Med-X and Psycho needles in her arm, which she isn't beyond doing anyways. But do to Smooch becoming harder to come by, Kitty has taken to Jet and Psycho. If she can get some Smooch she will do pretty whatever it takes to get it.

Kitty learned the art of seduction from an older Raider woman, Veronica that Jake had taken up with. Veronica often referred to it as, Black Widow, and Kitty soaked up all of the information. Not so much for survival, but to aid in getting what she needed to curb her withdrawals. One of the more comedic things she would do brought much laughter from the Raiders in her clan, she would get blown out of her mind, where she would then prowl around on all fours, sneaking up behind unsuspecting members and pouncing on them. She would bat at them opened handed with her fingers folded, like a kitten playing with a ball of yarn. She would mew and lick their faces bringing explosions of laughter amongst her peers. She got many a chem "entertaining" people, more if she mauled the women Raiders provocatively. The others got her to paint, small black lines for whiskers on her cheeks before she would do it, something she thought was cute and now does all the time.

Though she is not worth a whole lot in combat, she is capable of getting into places undetected. When she has the parts to assemble a bottle cap mine, or Nuka grenade, or her favorite, Molotov cocktails that can be bad for her foes. Of course this all is in conjunction with her dependency on chems, if she is going into a withdrawal state, she fades into a violent conniption fit that more often than not, ends up with her injured. She's not afraid to fight, and doesn't back down easily, because of her petite size, she punches like a mosquito. The rings that she wears help little, as they do cause lacerations on her opponent's face.

Despite her outlandish actions, Kitty does realize the intensity of certain situations, and adjust herself to accommodate the task put forth before her to the best of her abilities. Kitty is illiterate, and once her former gang was overrun she was taken in by Bull, after an initiation. Her skills as a scavenger and scout further secured a position within the Hollow Souls Gang.
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Here's a draft for Giraud the boatman, as edited by Giraud himself. I'm still deliberating whether or not he should have a multi-headed mutant dog named Cerberus.



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Name: Lesley

Age: 24 or so.

Height: 5’10 ft.

Gender: female

Sexuality: heterosexual.

Nationality: Caucasian.

Race: human.

Faction Allegiance: none.

Skills*: small guns, large guns, mele, sneak, and repair.

Brief History: Sam was born and raised in a experimental and un finished military vault designed to specially train and recreate a military force in that area after the bombs fall. On Aprill 21'st the valt's systems began too fail and the life support systems went offline, trapping all inhabitants inside. After a few days of trying to get the vault door open the people in the vault began too died off until there were only a few left. It just so happened that Lesley and the few other survivors found some explosives in storage but due too the vault never being completely finished the structural integrity was diminishing, setting off these explosives could trap them in for good or worse kill them from debris. As a group they all decided they would blow the explosives against a week part of the door. Once the smoke cleared she found the door blown open just enough for her and the others to get out but as they thought the room wouldn't hold much longer.

The group of them all rushed through the opening to the outside she had heard so much about not having enough time to grab any equipment except the suits they were wearing and the knife one of the survivors had on their belt. As they rushed into the sunlight, there eyes in pain from the unwelcome beams of light. As the group finaly adjusted too the light they looked back at the collapsed cave opening and noticed the crushed body of a comrade and the faded yellow letters 145 on the blast door, there were three of them now, two of them girls. After that the group learned of the surface worlds imperfections and treacheries, slavers killed the only male of the group and attempted to capture Lesley and the other girl but they escaped from there grasp. Soon enough it was just her, the other girl slowly started to turn into a ghoul before parting ways. After wandering for so long she without any real friends she began to distance herself drone the few people she did run into.

Equipment: clothing from picture and knives hidden around clothing. She carries a Backpack For Holding ammo, medical supplies, food, etc.




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