Image: Name: Shannon (Shan) Reilly
Age: 25
Physical Details: She has a long scar along her upper right arm, along with a few smaller scars here and there.
Character’s Sexuality: M/F
Personality: Though usually more comfortable with machines than with people, Shan still tries not to be as ruthless as some are these days. Resigned to the way the world is now, she often finds a certain dark humor in her situation, and reasons that if she doesn't expect much, she won't be disappointed.
Bio: Shan remembers very little of the Old World except through stories her father told her. Her mother did not survive very long after the bombs fell, but her father took care of her until she was about twelve. For those first years, she led a relatively sheltered life, staying on the family farm and seeing few other people. They weren't quite self-sufficient, but close enough that her first good look at the world, after her father died, was a shock.
Left on her own, she couldn't manage to survive on the farm any longer and was forced to the nearest settlement. Luckily for her, her father had taught her all the survival skills he could, including how to repair and maintain engines and other machinery. She fell in with a group of other orphans about her age, all sticking together to survive. Most of them were thieves and scroungers, though some, like her, had some sort of talent to trade for food and shelter. It wasn't an easy life, but they had a code of sorts and looked after each other, even taking in a few children who weren't old enough yet to be of much help, except sometimes as a way to play on the sympathy of some adults.
Some members of the group drifted away over the years (or simply died), but Shan and three others stuck together for many years. About six months ago, however, they were attacked by a small group of raiders and scattered. As far as Shan was able to find out, she was the only survivor and has been on her own since. She has been in and around Hope Springs for a while now, again trading her skills with engines for the things she needs to survive.
Status: Not yet captured
Player’s Limits: Bathroom play, serious mutilation, vore.
Images are usually the hardest part for me, but hopefully I'll find something to edit in soon.
Also, after talking with Jericho's player, his character knows my character, if that's all right -- they crossed paths earlier, just after the group she was with got attacked, and he stitched up the wound she got on her arm during the fight.
Edit: Yay, picture!
