Name: Alene 'Spaz' Proulx
Alene was born in suburban Sacramento, California. Her childhood was fairly uninteresting, until she turned 12 and started to develop an interest in weapons and fighting. She started playing with knives, despite her parents’ best efforts to stop her. She practiced her own uncoordinated version of a martial art, which was really just fancy street fighting. Once she realized that she toned down the theatrical bits. At 14, she was in juvenile hall for aggravated assault. She beat the kid almost to death. By the age of 16, she’d spent half of her time in trouble with the law for various offenses, including but not limited to grand theft auto, larceny, breaking and entering, and they tried getting her with assault with a deadly weapon, but it was deemed to be self-defense.
By junior year, she’d dropped out of high school, not that she was ever there anyway. By age 17, she generally carried three knives on her person at all times, sometimes various other weapons, such as a jo staff. She usually didn't carry a gun except in extreme danger. Seeing her with a pistol was rare, seeing her with a rifle meant the zombie apocalypse just started, so you better start running.
Now, being 24, she’d gotten some college under her belt after getting her GED, and ironically enough had joined the other side of the law. She'd done it because it made sense at the time. At least that's what she told everyone. She did it as an attempt to offset what she'd done before. She's a strong believer in karma. She is an excellent marksman, but tries her best not to use her sidearm, because she had held on to some of her old philosophies of fighting honor. She is so good with a pistol or a rifle that she just doesn't think it was fair. She generally subdues a suspect without the aid of any tool or weapon, using her own hands and feet.
She's very open and honest, sometimes brutally honest without intending to be. Very goofy sense of humor, many describe her as a blonde, even though she has dark brown hair. She's generally a very happy person. Sometimes it's forced, but it affects her demeanor in other times in her life. If she didn't force herself to be happy, she'd be dark and gloomy all the time. Generally a change from that means something is very wrong.
Skills: Fighting, using weapons of all types, stealing, hotwiring cars, picking locks, breaking and entering, generally illegal things that she can't do anymore.
Hobbies: Learning more about weapons, and fighting. Sometimes writes short stories, is in the process of designing a concept car and a flying car. She is also learning as much as she can about car maintenance and repair. Her father was a mechanic, and taught her as much as he could while she wasn't off getting herself in trouble. She eventually wants to buy an old muscle car and fix it up, perhaps with her father's help.
Character's Turn-ons:Honesty, intelligence, self-restraint/control, general goofiness and confidence in one's self (e.g. Doing something stupid because it amused you and not caring what anyone else thought. For example, singing karaoke in a bar when you know damn well you can't sing.), or sometimes the opposite of that. She'll go over to the guy who's sitting in the corner cause he's either too scared to go try and meet someone, or he doesn't think he can for whatever reason.
Character's Turn-offs: Dishonesty, stupidity, lack of control, arrogance, lack of sense of humor, and generally being an ass.
Pic of her practicing with her favorite rifle, a Russian SKS.