Emma Clarkson or EmsAge:
FemaleEstablished Member of the Colony:
Ems is 5’8” with honey blonde hair and brown eyesPrior Occupation:
ER nurse Personality:
Emma, or Ems as her husband would call her, has a sassy and spunky personality with a rebel heart. She is incredibly intelligent and is capable of resolving complicated situations with great cleverness and quick thinking. She is very open and friendly, often known as the social butterfly at work or in her neighborhood. She has a generous soul and would do anything to help people in trouble, with a sure confidence in herself and her abilities. She works hard to achieve what she needs to do and to get the job done. Fun loving and always looking out for others, she was very happy and content with her life before the outbreak took her loving husband. Broken from the lost she had retreated into a shell that is the complete opposite of her former self, sarcastic, hot-headed, and vengeful. She is mostly seen as an angry person, but she has sometimes let her sweet personality shine through when she is happy. She generally pushed other people away, rarely forming any close relationships with anyone, and is loyal to people she genuinely cares about.Hobbies/Skills:
Advance first aid and emergency medical training, cooking, shooting, gardening and reading.Weaknesses:
Has type 2 diabetes and is scared of heights. Fears:
Fear of being alone. Gear:
Backpack full of medical aid and insulin for herself as well as a few basic items.
Energy bars and two bottles of water.
A M1911 handgun and an metal bat. History:
Emma met her husband Sam when he was admitted to the ER with a sliced hand from a on the job accident as a firemen. It was love at first sight. They were married three months later when the breakout started. Refusing to sit back, her husband went out to help his fellow firemen with the zombie attack and told her to stay put and that he would be back once it was safe. Scared and alone Emma stayed behind unsure what to do for two days. Crazy with worry she started grabbing gear from their tiny apartment to made her way to follow her husband and help any way she could.
The city was horrific, bodies and derby, garbage and ruble tore across her once cozy street. She ran to the firehouse, her truck unable to maneuver through the blocked traffic and cracked roads. Smoke and still burning fires helped hide her from any attacks as she made her way to her husband. Once she found it, she couldn’t believe her eyes. Zombies, a dozen of them crowed the building and streets like busy ants. Then a sight she would never forget cut her deep, her Sam turned and feasting on a festering limb. The picture broken her and she nearly walked to him, begging it to be just and dream. Without realizing it and with shaky hands she aimed her husband’s M1911 at his head and fired. The shot would forever echo in her mind as she saw his blood slapper and his body slump lifelessly to the ground. Tears blurred her vision and her hands were still shaking with the recoil of the weapon as she stood at the top of the hill.
The noise exposed her and she welcomed the oncoming death with open arms. As zombies started crawling up the pile of rock and cement, shots were fired and the dead bodies fell like flies as a group of gangster teenagers rained bullets on the helpless creatures. When they were all dead the teens complimented her on her crazy stunt and asked who she was. She explained her story and told them she was also a licensed nurse. They asked her to join them seeing her as a great addition with her medical skills. She has been traveling with them for two months till she was saved by Rick, when the gang used her as bait to raid a store.