Hey! I saw your group goal size was 4 and that you've reached that, but I figured I'd chance it and submit a character sheet just in case you were accepting one more! 

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[b]Name:[/b]
Jane Wilder

[b]Age:[/b]
24

[b]Profession:[/b]
Software Developer

[b]Top 2 personality traits:[/b]
Jane is very quick to call the shots in any given situation, never one to simply idle around and wait for someone else to make the decisions. However, she is also very quick to anger, especially if she's without a drink.

[b]Biggest Fear:[/b]
Loss of control - be that through bondage, tight spaces, authority, it doesn't matter; any loss of control is terrifying to her.

[b]Three items you have with you:[/b]
A swiss army knife that she keeps on her at all times. Flask filled with what she jokingly refers to as her medicine; one quick sniff would reveal that 'medicine' to be vodka. A stained, badly kept photo of her as a child on her fathers laugh, smiling wide - interestingly, her father's face has been scratched beyond recognition, although Jane would swear she never caused the damage.

[b]Bonds:[/b]
Her father, Ben Wilder - although Jane doesn't remember much about her father, as he died when she was young, she remembers loving him deeply. He was the reason she became a software developer, and if she can't help but taste bile every time she thinks too much of him, or feel her chest tighten any time someone mentions his name, well, that was nothing vodka couldn't soften the edges of.
Her mother, Laura Byrne. Although overprotective to the point of suffocation, Jane always knew her mother loved her, even when that love became stifling after leaving her husband. Once Jane moved out, they continued to speak every day, although she can't help but to feel her mother had been hiding something from her her entire life. 

[b]Character Flaws:[/b]
Jane would not perceive her relationship with alcohol as any sort of character flaw. If anything, she prided herself on being the life of the party, always willing to have a good time. Her dependence cannot be denied, however, and this comes with its own set of problems. Beyond this, she is quick to anger and very guarded, letting very few people get close. She has many friends, has had many lovers, but not one of them knows her truly.

[b]How and why did your character get to Silent Hill:[/b]
Jane has had a connection to Silent Hill since her conception - it was there that her parents had met and fallen in love, a month of reckless ghost hunting that ended in a pregnancy and a shotgun marriage. She grew up hearing stories of this town from both her father and her mother, and it was there that her father had disappeared after her parents divorce. The police had found his body floating on the lake weeks after his disappearance, an image that Jane had seen plastered in the papers, on the TV, on her mothers phone as a news advertisement. It's this image that she couldn't get out of her head, even as years mellowed out the pain and replaced it with anger, even still as that anger got tempered and dulled by parties and affairs, careers and failures. It should have been no surprise, then, that after a night of celebrating her new promotion, she found herself driving to Silent Hill - life could temper the pain, dull the anger, blur the image with a painters hand, but she always knew she would end up here. The gates of the Town that Takes All, here to demand answers as to why it took her father.

[b]Bio:[/b]
If anyone was to ask Jane about her childhood, she would shrug and say it was normal, happy - the years before her tenth birthday were still her fondest memories, colored by childhood innocence and the love of her parents. Even once her parents divorced, her mother had made sure she wanted for nothing, acting the role as both mother and father. One thing Jane could never quite puzzle out, however, is the slightly plastic quality these memories took when she looked back on them. For her, looking back on her childhood felt like watching a movie, or a recreation - sure, it all seemed real enough, right up until you squinted at the cracks in the façade. She could never remember her father's face in these memories, or any time where they had truly bonded or had any experiences together. If she thought too hard about her father, she would find herself faced with a sense of dread, or disgust, and these emotions would again bleed to anger at her lack of understanding of [i]why[/i] she felt the way she did. 

Beyond her childhood, her teenage years were troubled. Living up to her surname, Jane was certainly wild - she had turned to drink by age 14, dabbled with drugs before deciding she hated the loss of control by 16, had more notches on her bedpost by 18 than most people would hit in their lifetime. It was a miracle she made it through high school at all, so consumed in the party scene that she neglected nearly every other aspect of her life. It was only through one of her countless interrogations of her mother about what her father was like that she finally found a passion for something other than drink - computers. Her father had been a skilled software engineer, working on numerous life-changing technologies and innovations, and it was through her desire to feel closer to him that she fell into the same path. Although it began as something to remind her of her father, it became more than that. A genuine and real passion for development made her truly skilled at what she did, and it was no wonder that it led to her being the youngest in her company to be promoted to Senior Software Engineer merely one year out of college. It was almost enough to even make her feel happy.

Almost.

[b]Physical description:[/b]
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Although Jane looked like her mother in nearly every other way, it was her fiery red hair that she took from her father. Her hazel eyes are wide and doe-like, although the deep bags under them took away any child-like quality they may have once held. Her skin is the sort of pale that betrays her nearly nocturnal lifestyle, although no amount of late-night partying and sleeping the days away would ever truly get rid of the freckles that covered her face. She is unathletic and lanky in stature, - although tall at 6ft, she is all awkward angles and pointy limbs, her diet of cornflakes and vodka not quite enough to allow her to fill out or gain any sort of muscle.

[b]Insanity Score:[/b]
TBA
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