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22:25, 1st May 2024 (GMT+0)

Riley

Name: Riley MacCormac
Race: Caucasian
Gender: Female
Occupation: College Student
Age: 22
Height: 5'7
Weight: 127 lbs


S.P.E.C.I.A.L
Strength6
Perception4
Endurance7
Charisma4
Intelligence5
Agility6
Luck8

Derived Attributes
Health16
Carry4/6
Dodge17
Resolve7/9

Inventory


Background: Born and raised in Arkansas. Riley's family was considered a lower-middle class. Both of her parents worked full time jobs, leaving her in charge of her younger sisters in their absence. The sisters fought for everything the family could afford. Luckily for Riley, her clothes were usually new. A welcomed perk for being the eldest child.

Riley moved out of the house when she attended college. She heard about multiple sporadic assaults from the news but paid no mind to them until she had to bash a student's head wide open in the cafeteria to stop them from consuming what's left of her friend's face. Riley took her friend to the hospital and hid away from the chaotic outbreak. Her friend turned after a few days, like all the other patients.

Several weeks later, realizing there were no one coming to save her and the cafeteria were running out of food, she fled the hospital. Riley shut the door, locking everyone she knew behind it. She felt guilty for abandoning those people. There were nothing she could've done for them. After all, she wasn't interested with becoming their dinner.


Appearance: At an immediate glance, one could tell the dirty blonde haired girl possessed an athletic body. Her pronounced cheekbones beneath her blue eyes only underlined her sharp jaw, which created a somewhat triangular shape for the lower portion of her face. A light blue ribbon tie bound her excess hair into a small pony tail.

Riley never liked any clothing that restricted body movement. Her attire consisted of a cotton sleeveless shirt, a sky blue hooded sweater accompanied by a pair of dark gray sweatpants.violet woven shirt, a green hooded jacket, and a pair of black sweatpants. Dried blood and dirt covered the tennis shoes she wore.

Personality: Riley enjoyed the company of the opposite gender more than the same. She simply found them easier to engage with in physical activities. That is not to say she averted her female peers, she's more likely to be seen skating in the back alley with guys than gossiping with a group of girls.

Riley inherited the temper of her mothers. She had absolutely zero tolerance for inconsiderate individuals, like those who stuck gum under library tables or littering in public space. Her friendly smile could quickly turn into a menacing growl in a flip of a switch at the sight of the above offenders. Contrary to her belief, this happened more than she will admit. She showed no hesitation voicing her anger. This behavior frequently clashed with her mother. Their arguments easily escalated into shouting contests that entertained her sisters, as she was the only one who dared disagreed with their mother. Her rationality however, were quickly drowned out by her fearful temper every time.

The Key of Initiator: Riley's eager to volunteer herself for those in need, usually being the first to do so. She likes to get things done and bury them in the back of her mind. Like dentist appointments, its better to get it over with.

The Key of Intolerance: "Um, excuse me? Did you just cut in line?"