[hr][hr][center][h1][i][b][color=f49ac2]Faith Masters[/color][/b][/i][/h1][img]http://31.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lvoxqeiHjL1qjejg2o1_500.gif[/img][hr][hr][b][color=f49ac2]Location:[/color][/b] Oak Tree
[b][color=f49ac2]Skills:[/color][/b] N/A[/center][hr]

Faith looked over the children that came to her. They made booing sounds and their outfits were ridiculous. Still, Faith had to remain cordial at least. She was being observed, she felt. So she mocked surprise. [color=F49AC2]"You guys are so scary! Save that for later though, maybe we can scare the others when we see them!"[/color] She could get behind that. Bringing terror to other people. Should be fun.

She made her way towards the oak tree, remembering that she should be telling the kids stories of her past (or future, as it were). [color=F49AC2]"I have an interesting story for you all. It comes from my timeline and where I came from. It's kind of scary though, do you want to hear it?"[/color] She looked over at the kids, unsure of their reactions. Surely they would not mind.

So Faith pressed on. [color=F49AC2]"Where I come from, the dead are no longer dead. And I don't mean like us here. I mean dead that should stay dead. They don't come back as themselves though. They come back as.....monsters."[/color] That was the best word she could think of. She didn't want it to be too scary. [color=F49AC2]"We call them Walkers, but they are called Zombies anywhere else. Their only desire is to attack and eat other people. You could only destroy them by attacking the head and shutting the brain down. I've seen my fair share of legless ones that clawed their way. The world was at its end, but people still pushed to survive."[/color]

She got to the Oak Tree, watching her cohort. [color=F49AC2]"It made life fun, in a way though. You got to appreciate small things in life, like finding clean water to drink or finding a cute scarf to wear when things got cold. Anyone have questions about this world?"[/color]