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Yeah, I agree so I fixed it up a bit. If it's still under developed I'd appreciate if you gave me specific things I need to go a bit more depth into or polish.
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Name: Lesley
Age: 22 or so.
Gender: female.
Occupation: professional 'sacker'
Sexuality: heterosexual.
Nationality: Caucasian.
Race: human.
Karma: Neutral.
Faction Allegiance: none
Skills*: small guns, mele wepons, sneak, and repair.
Brief History: Sam was born and raised in a experimental and un finished military vault designed to specially train and recreate a military force in that area after the bombs fall. On Aprill 21'st the valt's systems began too fail and the life support systems went offline, trapping all inhabitants inside. After a few days of trying to get the vault door open the people in the vault began too died off until there were only a few left. It just so happened that Lesley and the few other survivors found some explosives in storage but due too the vault never being completely finished the structural integrity was diminishing, setting off these explosives could trap them in for good or worse kill them from debris. As a group they all decided they would blow the explosives against a week part of the door. Once the smoke cleared she found the door blown open just enough for her and the others to get out but as they thought the room wouldn't hold much longer.
The group of them all rushed through the opening to the outside she had heard so much about not having enough time to grab any equipment except the suits they were wearing and the knife one of the survivors had on their belt. As they rushed into the sunlight, there eyes in pain from the unwelcome beams of light. As the group finaly adjusted too the light they looked back at the collapsed cave opening and noticed the crushed body of a comrade and the faded yellow letters 145 on the blast door, there were three of them now, two of them girls. After that the group learned of the surface worlds imperfections and treacheries, slavers killed the only male of the group and attempted to capture Lesley and the other girl but they escaped from there grasp. Soon enough it was just her, the other girl turned into a ghoul and parted ways with Lesley. After being alone for so long she had too harden herself mentally, emotionally, and physically. She began trying too keep her kind, happy, and carting side buried beneath her armor but it sliped out sometimes.
Equipment: clothing and 'armor' from picture(s), gas mask, two katana's, a hatchet, as well as knives hidden around clothing. She carries a
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Name: Lesley
Age: 22 or so.
Gender: female.
Occupation: professional 'sacker'
Sexuality: heterosexual.
Nationality: Caucasian.
Race: human.
Karma: Neutral.
Faction Allegiance: none
Skills*: small guns, mele wepons, sneak, and repair.
Brief History: Sam was born and raised in a experimental and un finished military vault designed to specially train and recreate a military force in that area after the bombs fall. On Aprill 21'st the valt's systems began too fail and the life support systems went offline, trapping all inhabitants inside. After a few days of trying to get the vault door open the people in the vault began too died off until there were only a few left. It just so happened that Lesley and the few other survivors found some explosives in storage but due too the vault never being completely finished the structural integrity was diminishing, setting off these explosives could trap them in for good or worse kill them from debris. As a group they all decided they would blow the explosives against a week part of the door. Once the smoke cleared she found the door blown open just enough for her and the others to get out but as they thought the room wouldn't hold much longer.
The group of them all rushed through the opening to the outside she had heard so much about not having enough time to grab any equipment except the suits they were wearing and the knife one of the survivors had on their belt. As they rushed into the sunlight, there eyes in pain from the unwelcome beams of light. As the group finaly adjusted too the light they looked back at the collapsed cave opening and noticed the crushed body of a comrade and the faded yellow letters 145 on the blast door, there were three of them now, two of them girls. After that the group learned of the surface worlds imperfections and treacheries, slavers killed the only male of the group and attempted to capture Lesley and the other girl but they escaped from there grasp. Soon enough it was just her, the other girl turned into a ghoul and parted ways with Lesley. After being alone for so long she had too harden herself mentally, emotionally, and physically. She began trying too keep her kind, happy, and carting side buried beneath her armor but it sliped out sometimes.
Equipment: clothing and 'armor' from picture(s), gas mask, two katana's, a hatchet, as well as knives hidden around clothing. She carries a
