What I have so far, working on the last bits and will try and finish them tonight. But I'm starting to get rather sleepy so it may be tomorrow morning before I get it done.
Lola Played by CurvykittenAge
FemaleRole In Town
Gardener and Supply runner...yes she is that ballsyPhysical Details Hair:
Brown Skin Tone:
A scar that runs up the left side of her spin, it's faded over the years but it looks as if someone tried to slice her. Strange scars that look almost surgical in nature in verious places on her body. A strange tattoo one her right wrist half scratched away by her own fingers. Personality
Lola isn't as soft and sweet as her name would lead you to believe. She has a strong will, a loyal heart, is stubborn as hell, and has a temper that can rival and shake anyone around her. When you’re on her good side she is playful, tricky, a bit of a smart ass, and loyal to a fault. When you’re on her bad side however, she can be a force to be recoded with. Her anger when uncontrolled can be a freighting thing. She is a person of passion, when she gives in and embraces it she can be your worst enemy or the best lover you've ever had. She is heat, passion, exploration, strength, intelligence, all in one untamed and amazingly curvy well-toned body. Personal History
Most everyone had a story, a place they came from, family and friends they had lost. Memories of the war, or the way the world fell apart afterward. The fires that burned away the lush green and dried up some of the oceans. Yeah sure most had something that explained how they had become who they were, or how they ended up in a place like Dry Gulch. So why didn't she? How could a person just wake up one day to a world that had turned to hell and have no idea how it all began? Most of all how could they not know who they were? All really good questions, questions that Lola couldn't answer.
All she knew was that one day she woke up in what was left of an old hospital, or at least that was what it seemed like. How she knew that was beyond her, but there she was in nothing but a gown as walls fell around her. Confusion and fear filled her mind and she did what her body naturally told her to do. She ran, as fast and as far as her bare feet could get her. The broken down colony burning away, its ashes were the only thing left after a rouge scavenger group attacked.
Lost and confused Lola scavenged for what she could, somehow having a good handle on survival skills. She managed to pull together some gear and found herself leaving what was left of the small colony and venturing out into a very strange new world.
As Lola traveled she realized she had a great many skills, each one needed to survive. She did come across people, some weren't so bad. A odd married couple put her up for a few days and even helped her pick out a name. Lola after a fun little song that she seemed to like very much. But as all good things do, that too had to come to an end. As wild mutated dogs attacked the small home, killing the couple and taking the small sense of stability that Lola had found away. So again she found herself traveling, wondering the lonely roads. Sometimes finding fellow travelers that helped, and sometimes finding those that just took what they wanted.
Years passed and soon Lola found herself camping outside a small colony. Not yet sure if the group inside could be trusted or not. But soon her answer came as the colony was attacked, by a group she had come across before. So without hesitation Lola road her bike into town and help lay waist to the gang that was attacking Dry Gulch. That was where she was attacked, and where she gained the scar that cut so harshly along her back. She was trying to help a teenage kid to cover; their panic caused them to get caught just long enough for Lola to be cut down. The next thing Lola knew was she was waking up in their make shift clinic. Being told it was a miracle she survived, but that she still had a great deal of healing to do. Al said she would be safe, taken cared of since she helped fight off the attackers.
A few years later Lola found herself still in that small colony. Only a select few knew what her past held, but even with that unknown lingering in her thoughts. Lola found herself a place to belong, finding that she did in fact have skills that not only helped the colony but helped her find a sense of purpose. So....what will her story hold from here on out? Where was she really from? Did she have someone that cared for her, someone looking for her? Who was she? These were all questions she still couldn't answer, but at least she found a place that helps her forget to ask them...at least for a little while.Sexual Orientation
straight with a few bi thoughts but has never slept with a womanSkillsGardening:
Carmen seems to have the greatest green thumb left in this hell of a world. She has managed to work some bits of soil into growing food, and a hydroponic garden for just about everything else. She grows what ever she can get a hold of, so to her seeds are actually quite valuable. Survivalist:
Carmen as been a survivor all her life, and has honed those skills to a a near mastery of the art. Combat:
where there are those that say they have trained for years in a style, Carmon can simply say she has been fighting all her life. She may not be trained in a specific style. But she will do everything she can to win the fights she does get into.Dancing:
Though it isn't a skill she show often at all, it is still a skill she holds. And even if she doesn't share it with just anyone, well let just say those that do see it don't forget it. Living Accommodations
A modified addition to the green house, that is basically a studio apartment. Notable Possessions
Motorcycle modified for extended runs, large hunting knife that is always kept sharp, gardening tools, books and different music players and music (she collects them), survival gear, shot gun, shell press to make her own bullets (she is known to fill them with rock salt), protective gear she wears on her runs,Character's Offs
being forced, anal, bathroom play, excessive pain, extreme bondage, humiliationPlayer's Offs
bathroom play, humiliation, scarring or branding my character,