Heres an old Character I made that I liked. So I think I will reuse it.
Kelsey MitchellCharacter gender, sex and orientation:
Female and Bisexual (mostly enjoys men)Character Role:
military, Resistance Fighter.Build:
Kelsey is a young and lythe caucasian resistance fighter from the Painted Ladies tribe, which live in Nevada. As such she has a noticable tan and tan lines on her body from spending alot of time out scavenging and fighting the aliens. She keeps her hair a pale white and with purple eye liner around her eyes in the tradition of The Painted Ladies. Quirks and oddities:
She paints her hair white with purple highlights as part of tradition, though its not as elaborate as what most of the others wear and so they think she's just lazy. Due to how many Vipers there are in the desert her people are adept at fighting them and so she wears a necklace of Viper fans, and wears leather made from their hides. She even enjoys eating them (you have to cut out the poison gland first).Knack: Tomahawk Girl:
Kelsey, like many of The Painted Ladies, has developed a skill at fighting Vipers, even in hand to hand combat of all things. Killing a Viper without a gun has almost become a rite of Passage among The Painted Ladies. Kelsey herself uses a Tomahawk
given to her by her grandmother that she used to save herself during the invasion. But that doesn't mean she doesn't love a good Boomstick
Kelsey is a resistance fighter who grew up with only memories of the world after the invasion. She never knew what the old world was like and loved hearing tales by the older members of what the world was like. On Scavenging missions she would take her time to find books and things of the old world to take back alongside food, she hates the aliens for ruining such a wonderful world and almost idealizes it like a lost paradise.
She lost her mother at the age of 7 to an Advent Raid against her village once. Her mother was shot by a MECH Trooper as she tried to fire a rocket at it and since then has had a hate of the soulless machines, whenever one is killed or she finds its rusted remains she cheers and hopes it was painful.
Due to growing up in a tribal like setting she will view her teammates of the newly revived XCOM as family. By the fact alone that they will be killing the invaders and trying to bring the old world back, they have her loyalty. She will fight for them and die for them, they are her tribe now. Background:
At 25 years of age, Kelsey remembers nothign of the world pre invasion. But from what they tell her it was an amazing place. The Painted Ladies survived the first year of the invasion after Area 51 fell and several towns nearby were attacked. Some of the women who first founded the Painted Ladies were soldiers, cops, and women from a biker gang. Together they formed a roaving caravan that avoided abduction and hit the ADVENT Troops whenever it could. Despite this they still faced attacks at odd times (From the aliens and even other humans) and would lose members, sometimes gaining members when hitting Raider groups and saving prisoners, or accepting random stragglers. Kelsey lost her own mother at the age of seven in a raid by ADVENT when they spent too long in one place and was forced to live with her grandmother and pick up the slack like many other girls due to the loss of many members.
She grew up knowing only work, due to the sudden decrease in their population, scavenging and fighting the aliens and raider groups that threatened the tribe. But still she longed for things to read and became enamored with tales of the old world. There came a time when, like with many women of the tribe she had to go through a rite of passage, which was to kill a Viper without the use of a gun. To accomplish this task her Grandmother gifted her a tomahawk that she had used to kill her first Sectoid. Since then she has killed many vipers and worn articles from them as trophies to remind her that the enemy wasn't immortal and could be beaten.
So when XCOM came by looking for resistance fighters and promising to kill aliens and help make the world like it used to be, Kelsey was one of the first to stand up.
The others thought of her as crazy, she was a lazy scavenger who constantly daydreamed, she wasn't even up to the task of making some face paint that was actually intimidating, but she didn't care. If the fires of the old world were going to rise again, someone needed to help fan it. Besides, if it meant a better life for her people that didn't include gutting giant snakes for food, then that was just a bonus.