25Gender and orientation:
MtF pre-op transgender. Bisexual.Place/Date of birth:
Aspen, Colorado. 4/7/1989Items and equipment:
3 cans of spam, 2 cans of tuna, 1 bag dried nuts, 2 bottles of water. (5 cards)
1 Wooden baseball bat. (5 cards)
Basic first aid kit (1 card)
Personal effects: Lighter, pack of candles, locket on a silver chain around her neck, framed picture of family.
Cards spent: 11.
Total remaining: 9.Physical description:
Gracie stands at Five foot ten, relatively tall in comparison to most others. She had blonde hair and blue eyes, with a fair complexion that looks like it would not do too well if exposed to the sun for too long. She's lithe and light on her feet, and would not seem to pose too much of a physical threat to any would-be assailants. The golden labrador retriever that is almost always by her side however, is another matter entirely. Gracie is often accompanied by her protective companion, Toffee, who usually is a good enough deterrent to anyone who intends to harm the girl.Personality traits:
Gracie is for the most part, a gentle soul. She tries to avoid confrontations whenever possible, something that is becoming increasingly difficult to do in these troubled times. She is quiet and reserved, and has grown to become distrusting of people and their intentions, though she still does her best to help those she deems genuinely in need. One should not mistake her calm nature for weakness however, for she is a survivor, and can be quite ferocious when pushed into a corner. She is loyal to those she trusts. She values the relationships she has, and would put her family before anything else. Gracie also suffers from bouts of insecurity and self-doubt, and struggles with difficult decisions, and generally tends to follow her gut more than anything else when confronted with such a situation. This unfortunately, also tends to result in her making rash choices from time to time.Biography:
Gracie was born the third of four children in the small tourist city of Aspen in Colorado. Pretty early on, Gracie had figured out that she had been born in the wrong body. Thankfully, she had the support of her family, with her parents and two older siblings in particular forming the pillars oif strength that she would lean on whenever things would get difficult for her growing up. Their love and support became essential to the girl, as she bagen her transition in her teens with her parents' blessing.
Growing up close to the woods, Gracie's father would often take her and her siblings out on camping trips, and as a result the girl developed and affinity for nature, picking up many useful tips and pointers for camping out in the forest. She was particularly adept at bowfishing, and quickly became quite a good shot with a bow, and a pretty decent cook to boot. Life was good and comfortable, and while Gracie still had to deal with the occasional bully or two in school, her childhood was for the most part, a happy one.
But like all good things, her childhood would have to come to an end, starting with her two older siblings going to college and eventually moving away from home, and before long it was Gracie's turn to pack up and leave, headed to the windy city where she had been accepted into the University of Chicago's medicine program. The girl had just started her residency in the university's hospital when her life was turned upside down. Working in a hospital, Gracie was about as close to ground zero as one could possibly get when the outbreak happened. It had happened so suddenly one night, one moment it was business as usual and the next the hospital had erupted into chaos.
Somehow, Gracie had managed to escape the madness of the hospital, barely avoiding getting trampled by the panicked mob fleeing the scene. Once out in the open she headed for the nearest building she could find in the form gas station, risking herself by stopping along the way to break the window of an abandoned truck to rescue a dog trapped within. The girl managed to lock herself in a storeroom while the city descended into madness. Spending the night locked in the cramped room with only her newly rescued companion for company, Gracie tried her best to ignore the sounds around her, to little avail.
The screams would eventually die down, soon replaced by bursts of gunfire, and by the time the sun rose in the morning, the military and swept in and taken control of the area, and had started shepherding the survivors into the newly created quarrantine zone in the middle of the city. The next few days quickly blurred into months, and now Gracie resides in the Chicago quarrantine zone, doing her best to keep her head down and follow the orders of the military. The hope that her family may have survived in one of the other zones, however slim it may be is the only thing keeping her going, and she has plans to escape the zone and out into the wilderness to try and look for them.