[hider=Krisana Herrera] [center][color=FFFB83][h1]Krisana Herrera[/h1][/color][sub]28 [color=black][b]-[/b][/color] Aries [color=black][b]-[/b][/color] Store Owner [color=black][b]-[/b][/color] 5'6 [color=black][b]-[/b][/color] Fo Porter[/sub] [img]https://i.imgur.com/FeGsNuj.jpg?1[/img] [color=FFFB83]"Day's always brighter with candy."[/color][/center] [hr] [indent][indent][sub][sub][color=FFFB83][h3][b]Appearance Details[/b][/h3][/color][/sub][/sub] [indent][color=gray]Tawny skin tone, a little overweight, and doesn't leave the house without candy in her pocket. Her hair is dark, long and curly, her eyes are dark brown, she has freckles all over her face, and her ears are pierced. She's into colorful fashion, she never leaves the house without looking like a rainbow. Her nails and toes are a different colors. [/color][/indent][/indent][/indent][indent][indent][sub][sub][color=FFFB83][h3][b]Characterization[/b][/h3][/color][/sub][/sub] [indent][color=gray]Krisana's a positive person, but she's not blind to a bad situation. She can't delude herself to think it's always sunshine and rainbows. When the circumstances are bad or she has a terrible day she thinks about what she has going for her to balance out the negative. She goes with the flow. If shit sucks, she accepts it as is and adapts to the new situation. No use dwelling on the things that can't be fixed when she can control how she deals with it. She has a sugar addiction that earned her ten cavities by the time she was eighteen. It was hard to cut back per her dentist orders, but if she didn't want them to fall out of her mouth she had to buck up and moderate. Instead of keeping a candy bag in her purse, she sticks a few pieces in her pockets before she leaves the house every day. Once she finishes, that's it. She's proud to say her cavities don't need to be refilled. Krisana's family owns a candy shop on Richland Ave called Honey Sugar's Candy Store. It was named after her great-grandmother and great aunt, Honey and Sugar. Her mother, Rose, opened the store when Krisana was six years old. The store looked antique; jars of colorful candy on every shelf in various sizes, a large wooden display case at the register for candy at a child's eye view, and soft orange painted walls. They sold old candy brands and new alike. She worked there and learned the business since day one. Krisana couldn't imagine doing anything else. All she can eat sweets and bringing smiles to her customers' faces. What more could she want? There is one thing she wanted more than anything growing up, but candy wasn't going to solve it. Her father wasn't around. Emilio divorced her mother when she was three years old. He left to get away from small town America and started another family on the west coast. He sends birthday and holiday cards and pays his child support, but he rarely calls. The one time she went to visit him in San Diego she didn't get to spend much time with him. She was sixteen and had to watch her little brother like it was normal to babysit a sibling she knew nothing about. After that the cards stopped coming; she yearned for him, until she graduated high school. She came to terms that he doesn't want to be in her life and moved on. She had more important things to do, like learn how to run the store from an owner's perspective. Recently her mother wanted to take a break from the store, so she trusted Krisana to be the de facto owner while she travels the world with her life savings. Krisana only ran the store for a week, before zombies took over the country. [/color][/indent][/indent][/indent][indent][indent][sub][sub][color=FFFB83][h3][b]Inventory[/b][/h3][/color][/sub][/sub] [indent][color=gray]- Candy: It's the apocalypse, but she's not surviving without it. - Hammer: She found it the storage room at the store. - Taser: Her mother gave it to her once she started working the night shifts.[/color][/indent][/indent][/indent] [hr] [/hider]