Blair Evans
Name: Blair Evans
Age: 27
Weight: 110 lb
Height: 5' 7"
Sexuality: Not too picky
Play-By: Brynden Jenkins
Physical Description: Blair is a tall girl and thin enough that most people would think that she is underweight and needs to eat more. But even before the modern world ended, she was just as skinny and it seems like no matter how much she eats, she doesn't gain any weight. In the past, people that knew her would often blame this on the drugs, but in a zombie apocalypse its pretty hard to get your fix and Blair still stays thin even without that in her life. Her weight doesn't allow her much extra fat to give her soft girlish curves, but she doesn't seem to mind that much and still shows off what she has.
Her long light blonde hair falls to the middle of her back, something that people thought was fake about her but again, resources are scarce now and her hair is still as light as ever. Her eyes are big and blue, but often ringed with dark makeup, which tends to make her always look a bit tired and often strung-out even when she's not. Apart from her eyes, the rest of her face isn't too remarkable, but regardless she is a pretty gorgeous girl.
There are a few tattoos decorating her skin scattered across various places on her body. The first of which she got illegally when she was only 15 in her much older boyfriend's basement. Her nipples are pierced with small metal bars and her belly button is adorned with a curved barbell with a little skull and crossbones on it.
Her clothes tend to be loose on her slender frame and often have holes or tears in them, however its unclear whether its an intentional style choice or from wear and tear. Which ever it is, its gives her a grungy sort of look and she almost always wears chunky black boots on her feet.
Personality: Blair isn't necessarily a bitch, but tends to suffer from a case of 'resting bitch face' and often looks like she is bored and fed up with the situation. This often seems to deter people from approaching her, but those that do quickly learn that she is actually quite friendly. Unless of course she is coming down hard from a high or craving another.
She has an extremely addictive personality and loves to feel good so is always looking for whatever can do that for her. Because of this, she has the tendency to fall for people hard and love even harder. Oddly though, she doesn't get tired of them fast like one might think of the girl that had spent most of her life not committing to anyone or anything.
Blair is fiercely loyal to those that she trusts, but watch out if you have the unfortunate luck of ending up on her bad side.
Background: Blair didn't have a bad childhood that made her act out like she did, she got was always looking for more and got messed up with the wrong people early on. She got drunk for the first time while she was in middle school and soon after started sneaking out almost every night, and her parents were never the wiser. At 15 she got her first tattoo in her much older boyfriend's basement and started smoking not long after, both cigarettes and more elicit substances. By 16 she was shooting up heroin and dropped out of school during her junior year of high school when she ran away from home to live with that same boyfriend, thinking that it was "True Love."
Thankfully that didn't seem to matter since in the next year the world went to hell.
She had no idea how it happened or what started it, but it didn't take long before Blair could tell that something was up, but it wasn't until things had gotten much worse that she knew the zombies had come. Eventually she tried to return home when she heard that the virus had been spreading but even before she got to the city she had grown up in, she knew that it was worse than she had expected. Unlike where she had been living for the past year, her hometown was the perfect image of the zombie apocalypse.
Buildings were abandoned, windows shattered, lawns filled with overgrown weeds. It made her nervous, but she had her asshole boyfriend by her side and enough drugs in her system that she didn't really think things through. Blair found her way back to her childhood home that she hadn't seen in a couple years and what she found was what something a girl should never have to stumble upon. The entire neighborhood was abandoned and the door to the house was cracked open with the handle broken off. She pushed her way in and was immediately hit by the acrid smell of stale blood and decay. An arm was laying in the foyer and blood was splattered across the walls and the rug, her moms favorite painting (that Blair had always hated) was ruined.
Despite the gruesome sight, Blair made her way into the home thinking that she might as well scavenge what she could since her parents obviously wouldn't be needing it any more. When she rounded the corner to the living room, she saw the rest of her parents and just stepped over the bodies to head upstairs to her old bedroom which they had thankfully never changed, probably out of hope that Blair would some day come home. She grabbed a backpack and went through the house, raiding all of the drug cabinets, not really carrying what she grab, but knowing some of it would at least be good. But that boyfriend wasn't by her side anymore when she went downstairs and she heard a sound coming from the hallway that couldn't be good. As she rounded the corner, she saw the man she thought she loved having his face eaten off by a zombie and she turned and fled, running out the back door and down the street as fast as she could, never once looking back.
Since then, thats exactly how she has lived her life, never looking back and just doing what she needed to survive, no matter the consequences.
Skills and Abilities:
*An impressive knowledge about drugs, both medicinal and recreational, to the point where she might have made a pretty good pharmacist if the world hadn't gone to shit. With the way it is though, she makes due with acting as a dealer of all sorts of things to the other survivors.
*Surprisingly quiet on her feet, even while wearing her chunky shoes. This comes in handy when she needs to sneak in and out of a place to steal some shit without alerting the brain eating freaks.
Equipment, Gear, and Supplies:
* A small pharmacy worth of drugs and meds that she's found (or stolen)
* 9 mm hand gun with a small stash of bullets
* Good sized switchblade with a red skull engraved on the black handle
Age: 27
Weight: 110 lb
Height: 5' 7"
Sexuality: Not too picky
Play-By: Brynden Jenkins
Physical Description: Blair is a tall girl and thin enough that most people would think that she is underweight and needs to eat more. But even before the modern world ended, she was just as skinny and it seems like no matter how much she eats, she doesn't gain any weight. In the past, people that knew her would often blame this on the drugs, but in a zombie apocalypse its pretty hard to get your fix and Blair still stays thin even without that in her life. Her weight doesn't allow her much extra fat to give her soft girlish curves, but she doesn't seem to mind that much and still shows off what she has.
Her long light blonde hair falls to the middle of her back, something that people thought was fake about her but again, resources are scarce now and her hair is still as light as ever. Her eyes are big and blue, but often ringed with dark makeup, which tends to make her always look a bit tired and often strung-out even when she's not. Apart from her eyes, the rest of her face isn't too remarkable, but regardless she is a pretty gorgeous girl.
There are a few tattoos decorating her skin scattered across various places on her body. The first of which she got illegally when she was only 15 in her much older boyfriend's basement. Her nipples are pierced with small metal bars and her belly button is adorned with a curved barbell with a little skull and crossbones on it.
Her clothes tend to be loose on her slender frame and often have holes or tears in them, however its unclear whether its an intentional style choice or from wear and tear. Which ever it is, its gives her a grungy sort of look and she almost always wears chunky black boots on her feet.
Personality: Blair isn't necessarily a bitch, but tends to suffer from a case of 'resting bitch face' and often looks like she is bored and fed up with the situation. This often seems to deter people from approaching her, but those that do quickly learn that she is actually quite friendly. Unless of course she is coming down hard from a high or craving another.
She has an extremely addictive personality and loves to feel good so is always looking for whatever can do that for her. Because of this, she has the tendency to fall for people hard and love even harder. Oddly though, she doesn't get tired of them fast like one might think of the girl that had spent most of her life not committing to anyone or anything.
Blair is fiercely loyal to those that she trusts, but watch out if you have the unfortunate luck of ending up on her bad side.
Background: Blair didn't have a bad childhood that made her act out like she did, she got was always looking for more and got messed up with the wrong people early on. She got drunk for the first time while she was in middle school and soon after started sneaking out almost every night, and her parents were never the wiser. At 15 she got her first tattoo in her much older boyfriend's basement and started smoking not long after, both cigarettes and more elicit substances. By 16 she was shooting up heroin and dropped out of school during her junior year of high school when she ran away from home to live with that same boyfriend, thinking that it was "True Love."
Thankfully that didn't seem to matter since in the next year the world went to hell.
She had no idea how it happened or what started it, but it didn't take long before Blair could tell that something was up, but it wasn't until things had gotten much worse that she knew the zombies had come. Eventually she tried to return home when she heard that the virus had been spreading but even before she got to the city she had grown up in, she knew that it was worse than she had expected. Unlike where she had been living for the past year, her hometown was the perfect image of the zombie apocalypse.
Buildings were abandoned, windows shattered, lawns filled with overgrown weeds. It made her nervous, but she had her asshole boyfriend by her side and enough drugs in her system that she didn't really think things through. Blair found her way back to her childhood home that she hadn't seen in a couple years and what she found was what something a girl should never have to stumble upon. The entire neighborhood was abandoned and the door to the house was cracked open with the handle broken off. She pushed her way in and was immediately hit by the acrid smell of stale blood and decay. An arm was laying in the foyer and blood was splattered across the walls and the rug, her moms favorite painting (that Blair had always hated) was ruined.
Despite the gruesome sight, Blair made her way into the home thinking that she might as well scavenge what she could since her parents obviously wouldn't be needing it any more. When she rounded the corner to the living room, she saw the rest of her parents and just stepped over the bodies to head upstairs to her old bedroom which they had thankfully never changed, probably out of hope that Blair would some day come home. She grabbed a backpack and went through the house, raiding all of the drug cabinets, not really carrying what she grab, but knowing some of it would at least be good. But that boyfriend wasn't by her side anymore when she went downstairs and she heard a sound coming from the hallway that couldn't be good. As she rounded the corner, she saw the man she thought she loved having his face eaten off by a zombie and she turned and fled, running out the back door and down the street as fast as she could, never once looking back.
Since then, thats exactly how she has lived her life, never looking back and just doing what she needed to survive, no matter the consequences.
Skills and Abilities:
*An impressive knowledge about drugs, both medicinal and recreational, to the point where she might have made a pretty good pharmacist if the world hadn't gone to shit. With the way it is though, she makes due with acting as a dealer of all sorts of things to the other survivors.
*Surprisingly quiet on her feet, even while wearing her chunky shoes. This comes in handy when she needs to sneak in and out of a place to steal some shit without alerting the brain eating freaks.
Equipment, Gear, and Supplies:
* A small pharmacy worth of drugs and meds that she's found (or stolen)
* 9 mm hand gun with a small stash of bullets
* Good sized switchblade with a red skull engraved on the black handle