Post by Dizzy on Apr 11, 2011 13:09:52 GMT -4
R A I D E R C A N O N S •••
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[scrolly:w(500), c(5d5e51), as(padding-top: 4px; padding-bottom: 3px; text-align: center; text-transform: uppercase; font-family: palatino; font-size: 20px; letter-spacing: 2px; color: 8f917d;)]Lucas Karl North[/scrolly]
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[scrolly:w(450), c(4b4d42), as(padding-top: 3px; padding-bottom: 3px; text-align: center; text-transform: uppercase; font-family: helvetica; font-size: 9px; letter-spacing: 1px; color: 999999;)]Name: Lucas Karl North || Age: 32 || Prior Lifestyle: Former Navy Seal || New Profession: Raider Leader || Risk Of Infection: High[/scrolly]
[scrolly:w(450),h(300),c(58594d),as(text-align: center; color: efefef; font-family: helvetica; font-size: 11px; overflow: auto; border: 1px solid 000000; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 5px; padding-bottom: 5px;)]
A military man is all that Lucas is truly cut out to be. He has many awkward social graces, all of which can be attributed to being raised in a rather chauvinistic and racist household. He wasn't a product of an open minded environment. In fact, it was quite the opposite. He'd tell you his sob story about what it was like to have an abusive alcoholic father and a whore for a mother, but he wouldn't want to bore you. After all, you're not interested in talking to him because he 'talks' pretty. You want to talk to him to get a job done. His loyalty goes to no one. And his respect goes to even less than that.
He's a rough man, that prefers exactly that; rough situations. He would never be able to lead a life that was comprised of being completely spoiled. He needs to work; working gives his life meaning. He's a former Navy Seal, and is proud of that. While other military men keep to their former agendas, in regards to keeping their hair trimmed, and their face clean shaven (which, as a Navy Seal he wasn't obligated to do anyway) he just lets it go wild. He's no longer living in civilization, so why should he act as though he's civilized?
He's got an insatiable hunger for sex and for money. However, despite all of his other "amazing" qualities, there are a few good things about him. He has an amazing tactical mind, and is capable of putting together some of the strongest teams. While he doesn't necessarily believe that a team is what makes everything easier, and better, he will, when necessary, swallow his pride and agree to work with one. When they find that they are lacking in motivation, he tends to be a brilliant leader, and help get them to where they need to be. However, it's a very strange sight. Because, for some reason, it seems as though there is a bit of a heart poking through whenever he does something like that.
Lucas is a former believer in God. Now, he's a rather loud and contagious Atheist. Despite the fact that he doesn't speak in flowery terms, he is a highly intelligent man capable of winning almost any debate. In some ways, he believes that he lives for the fight, whether that is with gun fire, or spit fire. He has a soft spot for women that can keep him on his toes… And that is where Mila Eppolito comes in. His 'righthand' and a damn good looker that one is.
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[scrolly:w(450),c(5d5e51),as(padding-top: 3px; padding-bottom: 3px; text-align: center; text-transform: uppercase; font-family: helvetica; font-size: 9px; letter-spacing: 1px; color: 999999;)]PB: Adam Baldwin || Status: Taken [/scrolly]
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[scrolly:w(500), c(c2c4a9), as(padding-bottom: 3px;)][/scrolly]
[scrolly:w(500), c(5d5e51), as(padding-top: 4px; padding-bottom: 3px; text-align: center; text-transform: uppercase; font-family: palatino; font-size: 20px; letter-spacing: 2px; color: 8f917d;)]Lucas Karl North[/scrolly]
[scrolly:w(500), c(c2c4a9), as(padding-bottom: 3px;)][/scrolly]
[scrolly:w(450), c(4b4d42), as(padding-top: 3px; padding-bottom: 3px; text-align: center; text-transform: uppercase; font-family: helvetica; font-size: 9px; letter-spacing: 1px; color: 999999;)]Name: Lucas Karl North || Age: 32 || Prior Lifestyle: Former Navy Seal || New Profession: Raider Leader || Risk Of Infection: High[/scrolly]
[scrolly:w(450),h(300),c(58594d),as(text-align: center; color: efefef; font-family: helvetica; font-size: 11px; overflow: auto; border: 1px solid 000000; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 5px; padding-bottom: 5px;)]
A military man is all that Lucas is truly cut out to be. He has many awkward social graces, all of which can be attributed to being raised in a rather chauvinistic and racist household. He wasn't a product of an open minded environment. In fact, it was quite the opposite. He'd tell you his sob story about what it was like to have an abusive alcoholic father and a whore for a mother, but he wouldn't want to bore you. After all, you're not interested in talking to him because he 'talks' pretty. You want to talk to him to get a job done. His loyalty goes to no one. And his respect goes to even less than that.
He's a rough man, that prefers exactly that; rough situations. He would never be able to lead a life that was comprised of being completely spoiled. He needs to work; working gives his life meaning. He's a former Navy Seal, and is proud of that. While other military men keep to their former agendas, in regards to keeping their hair trimmed, and their face clean shaven (which, as a Navy Seal he wasn't obligated to do anyway) he just lets it go wild. He's no longer living in civilization, so why should he act as though he's civilized?
He's got an insatiable hunger for sex and for money. However, despite all of his other "amazing" qualities, there are a few good things about him. He has an amazing tactical mind, and is capable of putting together some of the strongest teams. While he doesn't necessarily believe that a team is what makes everything easier, and better, he will, when necessary, swallow his pride and agree to work with one. When they find that they are lacking in motivation, he tends to be a brilliant leader, and help get them to where they need to be. However, it's a very strange sight. Because, for some reason, it seems as though there is a bit of a heart poking through whenever he does something like that.
Lucas is a former believer in God. Now, he's a rather loud and contagious Atheist. Despite the fact that he doesn't speak in flowery terms, he is a highly intelligent man capable of winning almost any debate. In some ways, he believes that he lives for the fight, whether that is with gun fire, or spit fire. He has a soft spot for women that can keep him on his toes… And that is where Mila Eppolito comes in. His 'righthand' and a damn good looker that one is.
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[scrolly:w(450),c(5d5e51),as(padding-top: 3px; padding-bottom: 3px; text-align: center; text-transform: uppercase; font-family: helvetica; font-size: 9px; letter-spacing: 1px; color: 999999;)]PB: Adam Baldwin || Status: Taken [/scrolly]
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[scrolly:w(550),c(5d5e51),as(border-color: 000000; padding-bottom: 10px; padding-top: 10px;][scrolly:w(530), c(5d5e51), as(padding-top: 8px;)]
[scrolly:w(500), c(c2c4a9), as(padding-bottom: 3px;)][/scrolly]
[scrolly:w(500), c(5d5e51), as(padding-top: 4px; padding-bottom: 3px; text-align: center; text-transform: uppercase; font-family: palatino; font-size: 20px; letter-spacing: 2px; color: 8f917d;)]Mila Mika Eppolito[/scrolly]
[scrolly:w(500), c(c2c4a9), as(padding-bottom: 3px;)][/scrolly]
[scrolly:w(450), c(4b4d42), as(padding-top: 3px; padding-bottom: 3px; text-align: center; text-transform: uppercase; font-family: helvetica; font-size: 9px; letter-spacing: 1px; color: 999999;)]Name: Mila _____ Eppolito || Age: 23 || Prior Lifestyle: Dominatrix || New Profession: Raider Right Hand || Risk Of Infection: High[/scrolly]
[scrolly:w(450),h(300),c(58594d),as(text-align: center; color: efefef; font-family: helvetica; font-size: 11px; overflow: auto; border: 1px solid 000000; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 5px; padding-bottom: 5px;)]
Before the end of the world, Mila served a rather… crucial role in the realm of high class business men. She put them in their place, and fulfilled their dirtiest fantasies about craving punishment. A position of power was always something that she needed when she was growing up. So much of her life was spent helpless. Although, she will never acknowledge it. There's only one person that she had ever told everything that had happened to her when she was growing up, and that's her leader, Lucas North. His immediate reaction was to tell her that her "daddy issues were showing." And in a way, he was right.
She's cold, callous and calculated. The three c's that lead her toward calling herself the 'c' word, that no one finds savory. However, she finds that there's a sick pleasure in calling herself the worst thing that someone could possibly think of, and taking it as a compliment; as something that is to be revered. Before she took up her job as a Dominatrix however, she was a police officer. Admittedly, she wasn't in the Force for entirely too long; but while she was there, she tasted her fair share of corruption. Namely with the drug and prostitution ring. She's always been a bit money hungry and well… After coercing her chief of police… physically, she was sent on her merry little way. She was a dirty cop that was never allowed in their precinct again, but that didn't mean that she would never find work. In fact, she was offered quite a few positions (some of which might have involved her getting on her knees) but, she decided that it would be better to take a more lucrative career in exploiting the sick desires of men… and women. She doesn't discriminate.
Now, she's a rather intimidating figure, in both her beauty and in her wit. She doesn't let anything go unchallenged. In fact, she is probably one of the most argumentative people alive. She believes that she has to demean everyone else's point of view. In fact, something inside of her gets riled up at the very idea. But, not nearly as riled up at the thought of torturing someone that gets in her way.
Needless to say, Mila is just one, sick, puppy.
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[scrolly:w(450),c(5d5e51),as(padding-top: 3px; padding-bottom: 3px; text-align: center; text-transform: uppercase; font-family: helvetica; font-size: 9px; letter-spacing: 1px; color: 999999;)]PB: Morgana || Status: Taken [/scrolly]
[/scrolly][/scrolly]
[scrolly:w(500), c(c2c4a9), as(padding-bottom: 3px;)][/scrolly]
[scrolly:w(500), c(5d5e51), as(padding-top: 4px; padding-bottom: 3px; text-align: center; text-transform: uppercase; font-family: palatino; font-size: 20px; letter-spacing: 2px; color: 8f917d;)]Mila Mika Eppolito[/scrolly]
[scrolly:w(500), c(c2c4a9), as(padding-bottom: 3px;)][/scrolly]
[scrolly:w(450), c(4b4d42), as(padding-top: 3px; padding-bottom: 3px; text-align: center; text-transform: uppercase; font-family: helvetica; font-size: 9px; letter-spacing: 1px; color: 999999;)]Name: Mila _____ Eppolito || Age: 23 || Prior Lifestyle: Dominatrix || New Profession: Raider Right Hand || Risk Of Infection: High[/scrolly]
[scrolly:w(450),h(300),c(58594d),as(text-align: center; color: efefef; font-family: helvetica; font-size: 11px; overflow: auto; border: 1px solid 000000; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 5px; padding-bottom: 5px;)]
Before the end of the world, Mila served a rather… crucial role in the realm of high class business men. She put them in their place, and fulfilled their dirtiest fantasies about craving punishment. A position of power was always something that she needed when she was growing up. So much of her life was spent helpless. Although, she will never acknowledge it. There's only one person that she had ever told everything that had happened to her when she was growing up, and that's her leader, Lucas North. His immediate reaction was to tell her that her "daddy issues were showing." And in a way, he was right.
She's cold, callous and calculated. The three c's that lead her toward calling herself the 'c' word, that no one finds savory. However, she finds that there's a sick pleasure in calling herself the worst thing that someone could possibly think of, and taking it as a compliment; as something that is to be revered. Before she took up her job as a Dominatrix however, she was a police officer. Admittedly, she wasn't in the Force for entirely too long; but while she was there, she tasted her fair share of corruption. Namely with the drug and prostitution ring. She's always been a bit money hungry and well… After coercing her chief of police… physically, she was sent on her merry little way. She was a dirty cop that was never allowed in their precinct again, but that didn't mean that she would never find work. In fact, she was offered quite a few positions (some of which might have involved her getting on her knees) but, she decided that it would be better to take a more lucrative career in exploiting the sick desires of men… and women. She doesn't discriminate.
Now, she's a rather intimidating figure, in both her beauty and in her wit. She doesn't let anything go unchallenged. In fact, she is probably one of the most argumentative people alive. She believes that she has to demean everyone else's point of view. In fact, something inside of her gets riled up at the very idea. But, not nearly as riled up at the thought of torturing someone that gets in her way.
Needless to say, Mila is just one, sick, puppy.
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[scrolly:w(450),c(5d5e51),as(padding-top: 3px; padding-bottom: 3px; text-align: center; text-transform: uppercase; font-family: helvetica; font-size: 9px; letter-spacing: 1px; color: 999999;)]PB: Morgana || Status: Taken [/scrolly]
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[scrolly:w(500), c(c2c4a9), as(padding-bottom: 3px;)][/scrolly]
[scrolly:w(500), c(5d5e51), as(padding-top: 4px; padding-bottom: 3px; text-align: center; text-transform: uppercase; font-family: palatino; font-size: 20px; letter-spacing: 2px; color: 8f917d;)]Alek _____ Smirnoff[/scrolly]
[scrolly:w(500), c(c2c4a9), as(padding-bottom: 3px;)][/scrolly]
[scrolly:w(450), c(4b4d42), as(padding-top: 3px; padding-bottom: 3px; text-align: center; text-transform: uppercase; font-family: helvetica; font-size: 9px; letter-spacing: 1px; color: 999999;)]Name: Alek _____ Smirnoff || Age: 29 || Prior Lifestyle: Hitman || New Profession: Raider Hitman || Risk Of Infection: High[/scrolly]
[scrolly:w(450),h(300),c(58594d),as(text-align: center; color: efefef; font-family: helvetica; font-size: 11px; overflow: auto; border: 1px solid 000000; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 5px; padding-bottom: 5px;)]
When one looks at Alek, it's generally pretty hard to get past the fact that his neck is about as thick as a morbidly obese woman's thunder thigh. And, that's the way that he likes it. He's always been a larger kid, taking pride in his muscles, and the simple fact that he looked downright frightening. He comes from a long line of Russian Mobsters, and in the later years of his life found himself in the same profession. Alek is convinced that some people are just… designed to be killers. And for him? Oh, he was born to be a killer.
Life was always easiest when he was being dishonest, and it was always far more interesting. He enjoys playing sick, sadistic mind games with his hits. It's always more entertaining for him to watch as someone else squirms through the view of his scope. While he works best with a sniper rifle, he prefers to be up close and personal. There's something about the sensation of watching a man's life drain out of his eyes that truly just gets his blood boiling. Some might ask what had happened to him that caused him to be so… despicable. In truth, Alek doesn't know. Perhaps, evil is just in his blood.
He's a trained killer with a high understanding of explosives and the way that weaponry works. In fact, he ran out of ammo when the end of the world first came, and the zombie population was way through the roof, so he improvised his own bullets. He won't give the recipe to anyone, even the people that he works with. But, he will say that the ammunition was more like incendiary ammo than anything else. Despite the fact that he is seemingly a chemistry genius he is rather slow when it comes to everything else. He's good at following orders, and damn good at coming up with sick a sadistic games to play with his targets. However, when it comes to anything other than chemicals and killing, it seems as though he's at a complete loss.
Alek is essentially asexual. The only thrill that he needs come from blood and bullets. That, and he believes that women will prove to be a distraction… Like Mila is Lucas. And that's something that he just doesn't want. However, Mila is pretty fun to speak in Russian to…
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[scrolly:w(450),c(5d5e51),as(padding-top: 3px; padding-bottom: 3px; text-align: center; text-transform: uppercase; font-family: helvetica; font-size: 9px; letter-spacing: 1px; color: 999999;)]PB: Vin Diesel || Status: Open [/scrolly]
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[scrolly:w(500), c(c2c4a9), as(padding-bottom: 3px;)][/scrolly]
[scrolly:w(500), c(5d5e51), as(padding-top: 4px; padding-bottom: 3px; text-align: center; text-transform: uppercase; font-family: palatino; font-size: 20px; letter-spacing: 2px; color: 8f917d;)]Alek _____ Smirnoff[/scrolly]
[scrolly:w(500), c(c2c4a9), as(padding-bottom: 3px;)][/scrolly]
[scrolly:w(450), c(4b4d42), as(padding-top: 3px; padding-bottom: 3px; text-align: center; text-transform: uppercase; font-family: helvetica; font-size: 9px; letter-spacing: 1px; color: 999999;)]Name: Alek _____ Smirnoff || Age: 29 || Prior Lifestyle: Hitman || New Profession: Raider Hitman || Risk Of Infection: High[/scrolly]
[scrolly:w(450),h(300),c(58594d),as(text-align: center; color: efefef; font-family: helvetica; font-size: 11px; overflow: auto; border: 1px solid 000000; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 5px; padding-bottom: 5px;)]
When one looks at Alek, it's generally pretty hard to get past the fact that his neck is about as thick as a morbidly obese woman's thunder thigh. And, that's the way that he likes it. He's always been a larger kid, taking pride in his muscles, and the simple fact that he looked downright frightening. He comes from a long line of Russian Mobsters, and in the later years of his life found himself in the same profession. Alek is convinced that some people are just… designed to be killers. And for him? Oh, he was born to be a killer.
Life was always easiest when he was being dishonest, and it was always far more interesting. He enjoys playing sick, sadistic mind games with his hits. It's always more entertaining for him to watch as someone else squirms through the view of his scope. While he works best with a sniper rifle, he prefers to be up close and personal. There's something about the sensation of watching a man's life drain out of his eyes that truly just gets his blood boiling. Some might ask what had happened to him that caused him to be so… despicable. In truth, Alek doesn't know. Perhaps, evil is just in his blood.
He's a trained killer with a high understanding of explosives and the way that weaponry works. In fact, he ran out of ammo when the end of the world first came, and the zombie population was way through the roof, so he improvised his own bullets. He won't give the recipe to anyone, even the people that he works with. But, he will say that the ammunition was more like incendiary ammo than anything else. Despite the fact that he is seemingly a chemistry genius he is rather slow when it comes to everything else. He's good at following orders, and damn good at coming up with sick a sadistic games to play with his targets. However, when it comes to anything other than chemicals and killing, it seems as though he's at a complete loss.
Alek is essentially asexual. The only thrill that he needs come from blood and bullets. That, and he believes that women will prove to be a distraction… Like Mila is Lucas. And that's something that he just doesn't want. However, Mila is pretty fun to speak in Russian to…
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[scrolly:w(450),c(5d5e51),as(padding-top: 3px; padding-bottom: 3px; text-align: center; text-transform: uppercase; font-family: helvetica; font-size: 9px; letter-spacing: 1px; color: 999999;)]PB: Vin Diesel || Status: Open [/scrolly]
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[scrolly:w(500), c(c2c4a9), as(padding-bottom: 3px;)][/scrolly]
[scrolly:w(500), c(5d5e51), as(padding-top: 4px; padding-bottom: 3px; text-align: center; text-transform: uppercase; font-family: palatino; font-size: 20px; letter-spacing: 2px; color: 8f917d;)]Melody _____ Dormer[/scrolly]
[scrolly:w(500), c(c2c4a9), as(padding-bottom: 3px;)][/scrolly]
[scrolly:w(450), c(4b4d42), as(padding-top: 3px; padding-bottom: 3px; text-align: center; text-transform: uppercase; font-family: helvetica; font-size: 9px; letter-spacing: 1px; color: 999999;)]Name: Melody _____ Dormer || Age: 21 || Prior Lifestyle: Heiress || New Profession: Raider Temptress || Risk Of Infection: High[/scrolly]
[scrolly:w(450),h(300),c(58594d),as(text-align: center; color: efefef; font-family: helvetica; font-size: 11px; overflow: auto; border: 1px solid 000000; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 5px; padding-bottom: 5px;)]
She's a rich girl gone bad… A spoiled brat that loves nothing more than to laugh at the hardships of others, and make their lives a living hell. She has always been a problem child preferring to spend her evenings out with boys, doing drugs and drinking. After all, her father made enough money that she could afford a drug habit. What type of person would she be if she didn't take advantage of that? Sex was a device to use to get what she wanted, but courtesy of her rather innocent looks, she learned how to deceive all of the other little rich boys to do whatever it was that she wanted. Of course, she did this all without ever feeling remorse. She didn't even feel bad when she slipped a girl that she went to school with something, which caused her to die. All she could do was laugh about it, and say that the girl deserved it.
However, she had no problem pretending as though her and that girl were best friends when she was investigated… And even at school. What? She wanted to get out of her classes. Some would say that she's vapid, others would say that she's entirely too into herself. But it didn't matter what they said, because she would be the first to say that she is the hottest thing that has ever walked this earth. Little does she know that all her addictions make her absolutely hideous. Drugs and her sexual addiction are not attractive in anyone's eyes. Especially in Lucas' eyes. She's almost always throwing herself at him. Sometimes, he'll oblige her a night, but for the most part, he treats her like shit and sends her along her way. What was it that he said she was? "Get in, get on, get off, get out?" Something like that…
When she was in high school she was always befriending people that would protect her, the higher ups, if you will. There's something powerful about being a part of a group… Of a gang. So, when she stumbled across this particular group of raiders… Well, she just had to jump on the opportunity. And whatever else she was able to. She's in love with her current role… manipulating hapless men and women that happen to take notice of her. She's using the looks that her father gave her to seduce and trick others into giving whatever coin and possessions they have on their person. Wouldn't daddy be so proud of her?
While she has no reason to be the way that she is… She just surmises that… Some people were just born mean.
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[scrolly:w(450),c(5d5e51),as(padding-top: 3px; padding-bottom: 3px; text-align: center; text-transform: uppercase; font-family: helvetica; font-size: 9px; letter-spacing: 1px; color: 999999;)]PB: Emmy Rossum || Status: Open [/scrolly]
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[scrolly:w(500), c(c2c4a9), as(padding-bottom: 3px;)][/scrolly]
[scrolly:w(500), c(5d5e51), as(padding-top: 4px; padding-bottom: 3px; text-align: center; text-transform: uppercase; font-family: palatino; font-size: 20px; letter-spacing: 2px; color: 8f917d;)]Melody _____ Dormer[/scrolly]
[scrolly:w(500), c(c2c4a9), as(padding-bottom: 3px;)][/scrolly]
[scrolly:w(450), c(4b4d42), as(padding-top: 3px; padding-bottom: 3px; text-align: center; text-transform: uppercase; font-family: helvetica; font-size: 9px; letter-spacing: 1px; color: 999999;)]Name: Melody _____ Dormer || Age: 21 || Prior Lifestyle: Heiress || New Profession: Raider Temptress || Risk Of Infection: High[/scrolly]
[scrolly:w(450),h(300),c(58594d),as(text-align: center; color: efefef; font-family: helvetica; font-size: 11px; overflow: auto; border: 1px solid 000000; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 5px; padding-bottom: 5px;)]
She's a rich girl gone bad… A spoiled brat that loves nothing more than to laugh at the hardships of others, and make their lives a living hell. She has always been a problem child preferring to spend her evenings out with boys, doing drugs and drinking. After all, her father made enough money that she could afford a drug habit. What type of person would she be if she didn't take advantage of that? Sex was a device to use to get what she wanted, but courtesy of her rather innocent looks, she learned how to deceive all of the other little rich boys to do whatever it was that she wanted. Of course, she did this all without ever feeling remorse. She didn't even feel bad when she slipped a girl that she went to school with something, which caused her to die. All she could do was laugh about it, and say that the girl deserved it.
However, she had no problem pretending as though her and that girl were best friends when she was investigated… And even at school. What? She wanted to get out of her classes. Some would say that she's vapid, others would say that she's entirely too into herself. But it didn't matter what they said, because she would be the first to say that she is the hottest thing that has ever walked this earth. Little does she know that all her addictions make her absolutely hideous. Drugs and her sexual addiction are not attractive in anyone's eyes. Especially in Lucas' eyes. She's almost always throwing herself at him. Sometimes, he'll oblige her a night, but for the most part, he treats her like shit and sends her along her way. What was it that he said she was? "Get in, get on, get off, get out?" Something like that…
When she was in high school she was always befriending people that would protect her, the higher ups, if you will. There's something powerful about being a part of a group… Of a gang. So, when she stumbled across this particular group of raiders… Well, she just had to jump on the opportunity. And whatever else she was able to. She's in love with her current role… manipulating hapless men and women that happen to take notice of her. She's using the looks that her father gave her to seduce and trick others into giving whatever coin and possessions they have on their person. Wouldn't daddy be so proud of her?
While she has no reason to be the way that she is… She just surmises that… Some people were just born mean.
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