Have a bio, why not.

[b]Alias :[/b] Sister A
[b]Age :[/b] 34
[b]Appearance: [/b] A woman with darker shade of blonde hair. She often takes to wearing long trenchcoats now that the zombie apocalypse has arrived. She's taken to constantly wearing sunglasses, and even has two back-up pairs. Underneath those dark shades are a bright amber, almost golden in color.
[b]Skill :[/b] Nerves of steel, a Saint's forgiveness, and dead-on marksmanship.
[b]Weapon :[/b] Tommy Gun, Hand Gun, Sling
[b]Personality :[/b]
[indent][b]Good:[/b] Extraordinairy spunk that could be considered charisma. Mostly kind, even to those who don't deserve it. Adamantly against killing other people, or harming them enough that they might die. Overall a well-meaning individually, though is also completely raucous and strict.
[b]Bad:[/b] Extreme dispassionate hate of zombies and those turning into one. Her liveliness can be annoying at time, and can definitely lead into trouble. The same goes with her pacifistic ways torwards normal humans. Sister A always moves on her decisions with 100% purpose, which can often cause friction between her and others.
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[b]Brief Bio :[/b] Sister A, as can be expected from the name, served as a religious figure. Of what sort and what kind is not known, though she certainly has picked up a few strange habbits and skills. The job was probably as unusual as the person, no doubt. Many people knew about her, but actually knew next to nothing [i]about[/i] her. Those that did seemed rather shady, though their faces changed to either a happy or worried one.