Boston Bridge

The Dead Don't Die.

Billie Atwood

Location: West Caldwell, Shell Gas Station
Skills: N/A

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Before entering the gas station, Billie lingered on the military jets flying towards New York. She didn't recognize the type of jet. Would they fire on U.S. citizens with this level of outbreak? How high on the chain of command did the orders come from to destroy the bridges? Too many questions. Right now, they needed to get supplies and stick together. Half the aisles were ransacked to oblivion, she wouldn't help. "Flashlights, batteries, antibiotics, water." Time for the buddy system.

Inside, Billie kept a close distance to June at the beginning. The first stop was at the snack aisle. June was stockpiling on gummy worms and other snacks as though there would never be anymore. Wanting to feel useful, she grabbed one of the remaining gummy worm packages. If June ever ran through her cache, which seemed likely, it would be a nice present. She followed June towards the electronics section. Finally. Billie grabbed two flashlights and their respective batteries. One for her and the other as a spare. Right as Billie looked up, June was halfway across the store towards the energy drinks. There goes the buddy system.

Billie tossed her pack of gummy worms in her basket before grabbing a case of water bottles. She lifted the case onto her shoulder to carry with one hand semi-free. She headed towards the gas station's questionable medicinal aisle. She grabbed a handful of pill bottles: aspirin, Advil, flu medicine, and some cough drops. Not perfect against human rabies, but what could you do? Nearby was a man with a bite mark examining the gauze. Open wound. Bleeding. This man was a walking contamination for this strain of rabies to Billie. She turned to Lex and whispered to prevent the man from hearing. "Hey, don't get too close. The blood might be infectious." She headed to the checkout line. In a hurry, she slapped down enough cash to pay for her goods and some extra. With her flashlights, water, and medicine, she rushed back to the MRAP.

Diane Foster

Location: West Caldwell, Shell Gas Station
Skills: N/A

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The past five hours were a blur to Diane. Four hours ago her school underwent a lock-down with maniacs rushing around attacking each outside. In the last hour, hysterical family members breached the school entrance to find their children before...before they started ripping each other. The police couldn't stop them all. Diane found herself running home until Paul intercepted her. Three days ago she received a notice that Paul appealed the court's custody decision. This prick (excusing her language) couldn't live without finding a way to damage AJ's and Diane's life even more. If it weren't for AJ's life in danger, she would have spit on Paul's face and slammed the door. At least, she would want to. Knowing Paul, he would twist every interaction with Diane to make her sound like an irresponsible mother unfit to raise AJ.

"It would be so much easier if you let me call AJ on your phone! Keep your eyes on the road!" Diane didn't like raising her voice, even at Paul, but in her frantic state all the manners were tossed by the wayside. "Okay the tracker app shows AJ near the Caldwell Mini Mart! It's only a mile away." Diane rose her head as the two passed near a military vehicle parked by a gas station. "Paul, Paul, look!" She pointed to the MRAP. "Maybe they can help us!"

The Dead Don't Die.

Billie Atwood

Location: Shell Gas Station, West Caldwell, New Jersey
Skills: N/A

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Losing a vehicle in this catastrophe hurt, but getting out of New York City was well worth the cost. Billie turned towards June hoping to offer some condolences. "If it helps any, my SUV is lost in the city too. While I'd love to get my car back, let's count our blessings, shall we?" She was happy to hear most of the women agreed to rendezvous in the cabin and get the hell out of dodge. With the panic, Billie felt a responsibility to the other women to keep them safe. If she was the only one, then she would have been working on her next escape plan. She did not fully trust the police officers, though Lex didn't count amongst them to her.

Not too far from her was Isaac, who'd been sweating for some time now. She couldn't blame him. With the fear and heat, she was doing the same. Though he appeared to fair worse than her. Once the stranger introduced himself as Flynn Price, she felt a little more comfortable knowing his name."Howdy, Flynn. Thank you again for getting us the hell outta there. My name is Billie." She refrained from repeating her last name with the police officers nearby. She did just vandalized the museum and stole everything from a vending machine. Not long after, Gus informed them he was filling the MRAP up with gas. This would be their last pit stop before heading to the cabin.

Billie counted on her fingers of what was needed while keeping track of what she could carry: flashlights, batteries, lighters, anti-biotics, and a twenty-four pack of water to distribute amongst the group. It would help, albeit temporarily. Billie turned towards the group in the back of the van, but mostly addressed the other women: Kali, June, and Lex. "Hey, with everything that is happening in New York, I wouldn't be surprised if we have some rabies outbreak here too. I'm pretty scared of what's going on and I don't want to see any of you get hurt. So when we get to the gas station, please stick together inside. I'll be getting some flashlights, batteries, a lighter, any medicine I can grab, and a case of water. Understood?" With the state of emergency, it is easy for people to get lost, confused, and turned around. Of the crew, Billie trusted Lex the most to keep calm under pressure.

The Dead Don't Die.

Diane Foster

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Diane Foster

Character Quote: Remember, if you have any questions, please don't hesitate to ask.

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Character Summary

Name: Diane Foster, previously Diane Beaufort
Aliases:Diane Beaufort,
Age: 41
Birthday: March 3rd, 1983
Ethnicity: Caucasian (English, French)
Birth Place: Norfolk, Virginia
Gender: Female
Pre Outbreak Occupation: High School History Teacher
Languages: English, French

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Appearance

Height: 5’6
Weight: 150
Body Type: Thin
Eye Color: Brown
Hair Color: Blone
Skin Tone: Fair
Tattoos/Scars/Piercings: None
Personal Style: When working at the school, she opts for a business casual outfit: cardigans, khaki pants (though there have been times she comes in with jeans), and either a plain shirt or pattern blouse, and flats (though, again, sometimes she’ll get by with a pair of sneakers. In more casual environments, her personal attire does not change much except for opting to wear sweaters when given the chance.

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Psychology

Cooperative * Withdrawn* Understanding * Resentful * Open-minded * Privelaged

Sexuality: Bisexual, though inexperienced and recently discovered.
Relationship Status: Recently Divorced, so Single and depressed
Personality: Diane Foster maintains an upbeat and approachable attitude. After spending nineteen years working as a high school teacher, she tried to be a warm person so that her students could come to her with any issues. She ingrained herself within the Glen Rock public education system which allowed her to work within a strong and cooperative environment. Often in her classes, she would assign group projects so that her students could learn to work together through their issues.

On the other hand, Diane came from a privileged lifestyle. Her father found a high-paying and reliable job after serving in the military and her mother lived as a housewife. Her older brother went to college for law, she went to college for history, and her younger brother enlisted with the Army. Her parents were able to afford sending their kids to university, at least for a short enough time. There was never a day when Diane worried about where the next meal would come from or being behind on bills. Because of this, Diane doesn’t understand what it means to struggle or how to properly respond to her anger.

When she learned her husband Paul had an affair, it opened up an anger in Diane that she never experienced. With that she became resentful towards her ex-husband, but bottled those feelings away. She struggled explaining her emotions to her daughter AJ and became prone to frustration-induced outburst.

Character Alignment: Lawful Good
Habits: Humms frequently or sings to herself, especially while cooking
Hobbies: Reading, painting, drawing
Fears:

• Betrayal
• Expressing her emotions
• Lonliness

Likes:

• Poetry
• Flowers (especially Wood Geranium)
• French Literature
• National Historic Sites
• Board Games

Dislikes:

• Cussing
• Drugs and cigarettes
• Violence
• Creepy Crawlies
• Smart Alecks
• Rude Behavior

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Skills

Pre Outbreak Skills:

• History Teaching, primarily US History
• Academic Writing/Editing
• Library Science
• Painting
• Cooking

Post Outbreak Skills:

What Do They Carry On Them:

• Clothing - Khakis, tan flats, a sky blue blouse, and a tan cardigan.
• Purse- contains phone, wallet (debit card with $250 in bank, credit card, $37 in cash, picture of her daughter AJ), pepper spray, notepad, pencil, hygiene products, car keys, home keys, phone charger
• Work Laptop
• Umbrella
• Lunchbox: currently contains yogurt, a sandwich, and sun chips
• Backpack: contains laptop charger, history textbook, notebook, pencils and pens, water bottle

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History

Life Before The Outbreak

Diane Foster was born in Norfolk, Virginia on March 3rd, 1983 to David and Susan Foster. She was the middle child of three. Her older brother being David Jr and her younger being Henry. Her father served in the military for four years before settling down with Susan where he worked as a mechanic. The Foster family had the traditional middle-class suburban lifestyle---a holdover of the 1950s dream.

Coming from a military family, she gained a fascination with history which encouraged her to attend Norfolk State University starting in 2001. In fall of 2002, she met Paul Beaufort, her future husband at a Christmas party. There were cupcakes being served at the function in which some of them fell onto the ground. As an attendant was about to toss them out, both Paul and Diane stopped them. They didn’t want to see good cupcakes go to waste. After exchanging contact information, Paul and Diane started dating not long after. In the spring of 2005, Diane graduated with a Bachelor’s in History and Paul with a Bachelor’s in Accounting. The two married on July 18th, 2005 before moving to Glen Rock, New Jersey.

Diane Beaufort worked as a high school teacher while Paul worked in an accounting firm. He served as the main breadwinner for the family. On November 17th, 2007, Diane gave birth to her beautiful child Amelia Joan Beaufort. As a mother, she did her best to be as supportive and nurturing; however, when it came to school she would be overbearing. She encouraged AJ to receive tutoring if her grades fell behind and push her to enroll into extracurricular activities. Outside of school, the family had close bonds. Once every week they would play board games, go out to the movie theater once a month, and try to take vacations every summer. All in all, they had a privileged and nice home.

Unfortunately, the dream life for the college sweethearts came to an end when Diane learned that her husband Paul was having an affair with a secretary at his workplace in February 2022. That summer, Diane separated from Paul and moved out to an apartment. They allowed AJ to live in both homes. Initially, Diane tried to continue the family game nights with AJ, but sunk deeper into depression. That American Dream life ruined with Paul’s adultery. Unless it related to AJ, Diane and Paul kept communication at the absolute minimum. On April 16th, 2023, they were able to finalize the divorce with joint custody over AJ.

Diane planned to stay in New Jersey for AJ until she would be ready (hopefully) for college. If AJ could support herself afterwards, Diane planned on moving back to her family in Norfolk, Virginia to create a fresh start for herself.

Survivor's Personal Journal:
On September 5th, 2024, it was the third day of the new 2024-2025 school year. With it being the third day, it came with the usual daunting task: reciting the syllabus for the students, learning each others names, and getting the students to listen to her. Not long in the morning the school went into a lockdown. Diane locked the doors and turned off the lights as per instructions. Then came the next order. “Barricade the doors.” No further details were given. Then came the phone calls. Parents were calling their students in the middle of class asking if they were safe. Just across the bridge to New York City, the military were blockading the roads preventing entry into the city.

Diane kept to protocol. Keep her kids safe. Keep the doors locked. No one in. No one out. That was until families began barging in at the school doors. The police were no help in keeping them safe. Instead of keeping everyone inside and with the pressure of families, the students were instead evacuated out of the school. After word began to spread out that the military was going to blow up the bridges to New York and her daughter AJ out somewhere in the swarm, she is on the search for her child.

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Additional Information

Theme Song: Good Ideas - Harpeth Rising

Extra Information:
I agree to follow the rules for this RP and understand that if I do not follow the rules, the GM or Co-GM may kick me out of this roleplay.

Favoite Zombie Media, has to be the TTRPG Red Markets still

Face Claim Meryl Streep

The Dead Don't Die.

Diane Foster

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Diane Foster

Character Quote: Remember, if you have any questions, please don't hesitate to ask.

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Character Summary

Name: Diane Foster, previously Diane Beaufort
Aliases:Diane Beaufort,
Age: 41
Birthday: March 3rd, 1983
Ethnicity: Caucasian (English, French)
Birth Place: Norfolk, Virginia
Gender: Female
Pre Outbreak Occupation: High School History Teacher
Languages: English, French

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Appearance

Height: 5’6
Weight: 150
Body Type: Thin
Eye Color: Brown
Hair Color: Blone
Skin Tone: Fair
Tattoos/Scars/Piercings: None
Personal Style: When working at the school, she opts for a business casual outfit: cardigans, khaki pants (though there have been times she comes in with jeans), and either a plain shirt or pattern blouse, and flats (though, again, sometimes she’ll get by with a pair of sneakers. In more casual environments, her personal attire does not change much except for opting to wear sweaters when given the chance.

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Psychology

Cooperative * Withdrawn* Understanding * Resentful * Open-minded * Privelaged

Sexuality: Bisexual, though inexperienced and recently discovered.
Relationship Status: Recently Divorced, so Single and depressed
Personality: Diane Foster maintains an upbeat and approachable attitude. After spending nineteen years working as a high school teacher, she tried to be a warm person so that her students could come to her with any issues. She ingrained herself within the Glen Rock public education system which allowed her to work within a strong and cooperative environment. Often in her classes, she would assign group projects so that her students could learn to work together through their issues.

On the other hand, Diane came from a privileged lifestyle. Her father found a high-paying and reliable job after serving in the military and her mother lived as a housewife. Her older brother went to college for law, she went to college for history, and her younger brother enlisted with the Army. Her parents were able to afford sending their kids to university, at least for a short enough time. There was never a day when Diane worried about where the next meal would come from or being behind on bills. Because of this, Diane doesn’t understand what it means to struggle or how to properly respond to her anger.

When she learned her husband Paul had an affair, it opened up an anger in Diane that she never experienced. With that she became resentful towards her ex-husband, but bottled those feelings away. She struggled explaining her emotions to her daughter AJ and became prone to frustration-induced outburst.

Character Alignment: Lawful Good
Habits: Humms frequently or sings to herself, especially while cooking
Hobbies: Reading, painting, drawing
Fears:

• Betrayal
• Expressing her emotions
• Lonliness

Likes:

• Poetry
• Flowers (especially Wood Geranium)
• French Literature
• National Historic Sites
• Board Games

Dislikes:

• Cussing
• Drugs and cigarettes
• Violence
• Creepy Crawlies
• Smart Alecks
• Rude Behavior

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Skills

Pre Outbreak Skills:

• History Teaching, primarily US History
• Academic Writing/Editing
• Library Science
• Painting
• Cooking

Post Outbreak Skills:

What Do They Carry On Them:

• Clothing - Khakis, tan flats, a sky blue blouse, and a tan cardigan.
• Purse- contains phone, wallet (debit card with $250 in bank, credit card, $37 in cash, picture of her daughter AJ), pepper spray, notepad, pencil, hygiene products, car keys, home keys, phone charger
• Work Laptop
• Umbrella
• Lunchbox: currently contains yogurt, a sandwich, and sun chips
• Backpack: contains laptop charger, history textbook, notebook, pencils and pens, water bottle

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History

Life Before The Outbreak

Diane Foster was born in Norfolk, Virginia on March 3rd, 1983 to David and Susan Foster. She was the middle child of three. Her older brother being David Jr and her younger being Henry. Her father served in the military for four years before settling down with Susan where he worked as a mechanic. The Foster family had the traditional middle-class suburban lifestyle---a holdover of the 1950s dream.

Coming from a military family, she gained a fascination with history which encouraged her to attend Norfolk State University starting in 2001. In fall of 2002, she met Paul Beaufort, her future husband at a Christmas party. There were cupcakes being served at the function in which some of them fell onto the ground. As an attendant was about to toss them out, both Paul and Diane stopped them. They didn’t want to see good cupcakes go to waste. After exchanging contact information, Paul and Diane started dating not long after. In the spring of 2005, Diane graduated with a Bachelor’s in History and Paul with a Bachelor’s in Accounting. The two married on July 18th, 2005 before moving to Glen Rock, New Jersey.

Diane Beaufort worked as a high school teacher while Paul worked in an accounting firm. He served as the main breadwinner for the family. On November 17th, 2007, Diane gave birth to her beautiful child Amelia Joan Beaufort. As a mother, she did her best to be as supportive and nurturing; however, when it came to school she would be overbearing. She encouraged AJ to receive tutoring if her grades fell behind and push her to enroll into extracurricular activities. Outside of school, the family had close bonds. Once every week they would play board games, go out to the movie theater once a month, and try to take vacations every summer. All in all, they had a privileged and nice home.

Unfortunately, the dream life for the college sweethearts came to an end when Diane learned that her husband Paul was having an affair with a secretary at his workplace in February 2022. That summer, Diane separated from Paul and moved out to an apartment. They allowed AJ to live in both homes. Initially, Diane tried to continue the family game nights with AJ, but sunk deeper into depression. That American Dream life ruined with Paul’s adultery. Unless it related to AJ, Diane and Paul kept communication at the absolute minimum. On April 16th, 2023, they were able to finalize the divorce with joint custody over AJ.

Diane planned to stay in New Jersey for AJ until she would be ready (hopefully) for college. If AJ could support herself afterwards, Diane planned on moving back to her family in Norfolk, Virginia to create a fresh start for herself.

Survivor's Personal Journal:
On September 5th, 2024, it was the third day of the new 2024-2025 school year. With it being the third day, it came with the usual daunting task: reciting the syllabus for the students, learning each others names, and getting the students to listen to her. Not long in the morning the school went into a lockdown. Diane locked the doors and turned off the lights as per instructions. Then came the next order. “Barricade the doors.” No further details were given. Then came the phone calls. Parents were calling their students in the middle of class asking if they were safe. Just across the bridge to New York City, the military were blockading the roads preventing entry into the city.

Diane kept to protocol. Keep her kids safe. Keep the doors locked. No one in. No one out. That was until families began barging in at the school doors. The police were no help in keeping them safe. Instead of keeping everyone inside and with the pressure of families, the students were instead evacuated out of the school. After word began to spread out that the military was going to blow up the bridges to New York and her daughter AJ out somewhere in the swarm, she is on the search for her child.

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Additional Information

Theme Song: Good Ideas - Harpeth Rising

Extra Information:
I agree to follow the rules for this RP and understand that if I do not follow the rules, the GM or Co-GM may kick me out of this roleplay.

Favoite Zombie Media, has to be the TTRPG Red Markets still

Face Claim Meryl Streep

The Dead Don't Die.

Horror has always portrayed a lot of women protagonist, so it tracks. These gals gotta stick together.

The Dead Don't Die.

Billie Atwood

Location: Outside Natural History Museum
Skills: N/A

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Tension rose as they approached George Washington Bridge. Outside, civilians underwent full body investigations for any injuries. Those that failed were turned away at gunpoint to return to the infested city. She wondered about the ones who tried to make a run for it. With the fortifications, she doubted someone would make it. If their cover as military personal failed, would a worse fate follow? Fortunately, the military checkpoint held lax regulation for military vehicles. They managed to pass through with ease. Billie sighed in relief. She didn't fully trust Gus and Flynn yet, but she wouldn't make it out of New York without them.

After introducing herself with the others in the MRAP, she turned upfront to answer. There would be no opportunity to turn back for her SUV, so where to next? Normally, she wouldn't trust a strange man for shelter, especially in the middle of the forest, but this group proved itself so far. "Gus, was it? I vote we take you up on that offer. At least temporarily. If they are blowing up the bridges to New York, imagine how it fares elsewhere? I don't think high density areas are safe right now. We should be safer out in the woods. Away from everyone." She said. Billie turned to the other passengers waiting for their votes.

The Dead Don't Die.

Billie Atwood

Location: Outside Natural History Museum
Skills: N/A

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Billie paused staring at the bag of gummy worms before giving a small chuckle. Here they were trading snacks like a pair of schoolgirls on field trip while just an hour ago she saw a stranger's arm get chewed off by those cannibals. The concept of eating right now made her stomach turn, but if she didn't do something she'd scream. "Thank you, June. My name is Billie." She spoke hesitantly and did her best to maintain some level of composure. She gently reached into the bag with her uninjured hand and pulled out an orange gummy worm. "Oh and thanks for the help back there, Lex. I'll pay the fines when we're on the other side," she joked. Billie twisted the worm between her fingers. Pay the fines? What was she thinking? It felt cruel joking about fines while others laid dead on the streets. Now was not the time to think about it. Giving into the fear wouldn't serve any purpose. She tossed the gummy worm into her mouth pretending afterwards it would calm her down.

After a brief moment, Flynn and the strangers brought supplies into the MRAP. The vehicle rumbled before speeding off to the unknown. Billie leaned to the side eavesdropping on the radio. Hearing that the military would initiating a lock down and blowing up the bridges at four, she scrambled to get her phone out of her pocket. In her haste it fell down to the ground. She scooped it up to read the time. They still had an hour and a half. "Oh thank goodness, oh thank god. We still have time," she muttered to herself. Dozens of notifications flooded her phone from her family, friends, news alerts, and pointless spam alerts.

Billie sent her mother and a few friends updates on her safety and that she was leaving New York. She excluded the fact she stole from a vending machine and was passenger to a stolen military vehicle. It isn't smart to document your crimes. Right now, she depended on the driver getting them out of New York as fast as possible. Billie shoved her phone back into her pocket. She nervously glanced between the passengers, but kept most of her attention towards the radio up front or to Lex and June.

The Dead Don't Die.

Billie Atwood

Location: Inside Natural History Museum
Skills: N/A

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CRASH

Billie slammed her rock hammer against the vending machine breaking inside to the food vault. Shards of glass cut her hand pretty good, but the adrenaline rush fought through the pain. She began stuffing a tote bag with the snacks inside. She went for the granola bars first before stuffing it with chips and candy. Old habits die hard. Billie began questioning her own mind state. This was reasonable right? Is it completely reasonable to steal food with the unthinkable apocalypse crawling towards them? With a tote bag filled with food, she rushed towards the MRAP.

She crawled into the armored vehicle and buckled up from instinctively. She retrieved bandages from inside her backpack to cover the wounds on her hand. The hand would heal in time. It could have been much worse. Billie extended a hand towards June, who had been rather quiet since arriving to the museum, to help her up inside. "Glad you're speaking now. Looks like you've been shell shocked. Hey, need some food? I think you'll need it." She opened up her tote bag of snacks for June to peruse.

The Dead Don't Die.

Billie Atwood

Location: Inside Natural History Museum
Skills: N/A

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Billie rose from behind the counter after hearing the men had extra space in the vehicle. The stranger didn't look like military and offered to bring the museum survivors with him. The horde of zombies would be crashing at the museum's doorstep within a matter of minutes. "I'll take you up on that offer." Billie walked towards Flynn before stopping next to the vending machine. The military called for evacuation, but with everyone rushing towards the bridges, a traffic jam was sure to follow. Panic began to set in. Resources would be low. Everyone would need food.

This civilian, ex-military as he claimed, commandeered a military vehicle. Would it really matter if she broke the glass. It would take too much time to individually order each item. "Lex, I know you are here to protect the museum, but look outside. We are being asked to evacuate the city, and those things are going to be at the doorstep any moment. I don't think your boss will care about a broken vending machine." She didn't want to say the words. They should have enough time to break in the machine, bag up the food, and hop into the MRAP. Billie stared into Lex's eyes waiting for approval.

Fallout New Vegas: Partisans of The Bear

Carmen Castro

Name: Carmen Castro

Age: 32

Looks: Life within the Brotherhood of Steel had its advantages. With a strict training regimen and a good diet, she had a healthy upbringing. Carmen Castro is 5'7 and 160 pounds. While she was more muscular in her youth, she still maintains a strict exercise routine with a strong focus on cardio which gives her an athletic build. She is of Latino descent. She keeps her hair no longer than shoulder length. Long hair simply gets in the way of work. After a brutal Legion ambush, she carries a few scars from a machete along her torso and is missing a ring finger.

She alternates between three outfits
1. Field Outfit: When out in the field, she wears repurposed, tan military fatigues,a sun helmet, and a utility belt. This outfit
acts as useful camouflage in the desert while also keeping her cool. The utility belt carries her field rations, first aid,
mechanical tools, and ammo.
2. Mechanic: When working on maintenance, she dons on a red mechanic's jumpsuit with a construction gloves.
3. Casual: In the rare chance Carmen can find downtime, she wears simple brown flannel with blue overalls.

Personality: The disillusionment from the Brotherhood of Steel's teaching encouraged Castro to be skeptical and open-minded. After deserting the BoS, she worked with the Followers of the Apocalypse. There, she gained an optimistic, but cautious attitude. Despite the hardships in the Mojave, Carmen believes a better future for the Mojave is possible. Though, she finds herself on a dangerous tightrope. If the Brotherhood discovers her desertion, she is fearful they will kill those around her; however, she yearns for the strong sense of family that they used to offer. For this reason, she keeps her past a secret. Furthermore, she fears that the Counterattack would see her desertion as an act of cowardice or disloyalty. It wouldn't be too far from the truth. For this, she finds it hard to relate to others. How can build a connection with someone if you keep your past locked away? Despite this obstacle she maintains a friendly and helpful attitude in her every day life. She doesn't enjoy keeping her hands still so is often finding anything she can do to assist-which mainly means mechanical work.

Faction: The Counterattack

S.P.E.C.I.A.L
Strength:5
Perception: 7
Endurance: 6
Charisma: 5
Intelligence: 7
Agility: 6
Luck: 6

Backstory:
In 2249, Carmen was born to Anthony and Paola in the Mojave Chapter of the Brotherhood of Steel. Her father served as a Brotherhood Knight whereas her mother belonged to the Order of Scribes. Like every child born within the Brotherhood of Steel, she was taught the dogmatic view that the barbarians of the waste could not be trusted with technology. The Brotherhood of Steel's purpose was to protect humanity by hiding the destructive technology of the past. With the Brotherhood of Steel guarding relics of the past, humanity would benefit. These dogmatic teachings were not all bad. Carmen received a robust education ranging from reading, math, science, first aid, and combat tactics.
Carmen preferred the academic courses over the military courses. In 2272, she graduated from her squire position, she was given the choice between the Order of Knights or the Order of Scribes. There were reports of the NCR encroaching further into the Mojave. While there were no official hostilities yet between the two factions, the threat of violence frightened Carmen. Due to the future threat of the NCR, Carmen made the cowardly decision to join the Order of Scribes; however, that would not protect her from the war. Scribe Carmen transferred to Helios One shortly thereafter.
By 2274, the NCR and BoS were officially at war with each other. Elder Elijah fortified Helios One-trapping Carmen within. As the war went on, the she became disillusioned with the BoS. Despite all their training, all their technology, and all their knowledge, the Brotherhood was losing to the NCR. Desertion became appealing with each passing day; however, if she were caught, a brutal execution would follow. Instead, she would have to bide her time. Operation Sunburst offered Carmen a chance to escape in the heat of battle. She hopes that the BoS listed her as KIA. If they were to discover she deserted the Brotherhood, she fears how they would retaliate.
After deserting the BoS, Carmen joined the Followers of Apocalypse for a few years. The Followers offered security and food in exchange for her mechanical aptitude. Life outside the Brotherhood felt rewarding. The Followers were a better family than the Brotherhood. No matter how small a part one played, they were valued. The Followers of the Apocalypse were helping humanity. They were helping rebuild society in ways that the Brotherhood could never. Unfortunately, during a return trip from the Gibson Scrap Yard, the Legion ambushed her caravan. Carmen barely survived. Seeing the brutality of the Legion served as a wake-up call. The BoS lost to the NCR who had a technological disadvantage, and now the NCR is losing to the Legion with a a further technological disadvantage. The Mojave will never be safe until those bastards are destroyed.