Post by Marianne Schneider on May 28, 2013 2:22:29 GMT
"So, just who do you think you are? What's your name kid?"
"I'm well aware of who I am. My name is Marianne Schneider. Just call me Mari."
"That's as good a name as any. How old are you?
"Twenty Five."
"What would be your role in our... current society?
"Was born a fighter, raised and trained by a fighter. Definitely a warrior."
"You're a weird looking [woman]. You remind me a lot of [Elsa Pataky].
How would you describe yourself? You a rebel? Or maybe you're more about niceties?
"Hmm....I don't get asked this question a lot but I would say dependable and resourceful. I'm not what most people are used to and to top it off, I can sometimes be quite the firecracker, but what can I say, I am my father's daughter. I'm pretty nice once you get to know me but I keep people at a distance generally, not that it matters now anyway, seeing as how if the undead aren't trying to eat you, you're fighting another person for rations. Friends can be and are far and few right now. I won't mind lending a helping hand but I'm not stupid, nor do I like to be treated as such. I don't like people lying to me about something, because unlike most people I can take the truth that others cannot. I'm generally peaceful, though the world we knew is long gone and if you haven't toughened up yet, you'll be next on the menu. Ride or Die. It's as simple as that."
"What kind of weapon do you like to use? That's important information."
"Preferably dual wield, with either two handguns, a gun and a sword, if not two swords. Hell, even a pole-arm will do the trick. Though, if I have to go solo, using one or the other is fine by me."
"Are you with a clan, kid?"
"Yes, the Hawthorn Clan, to be exact."
"Now, I know it's not much relevance now-a-days, but I like to know a little about people before I cut 'em loose. Who did you lose in all this? And how did you get where you are today?"
"I guess we have a bit of time for this. Not that anyone else may hear it so why not? I was born into a pretty wealthy family, my mother's side being the rich ones and my father being a military brat. My mother was a peaceful business woman, however, my father was a martial artist and sharpshooter, the best in his unit. My dad had expected a son and I'm what he got, yet that didn't change a thing in his eyes. I was a Schneider and he expected me to toughen up and act like one at a young age, though of course, my mother instilled the composites of being a lady in me. I was graceful and elegant, even with a gun in my hand. Since i could walk I'd watch my dad train and eventually, on my own, I started mimicking him and from there it began. I learned hand to hand combat, swordplay, and how to use a gun, hell, I'd like to say I'm almost as good as my father, especially now that I have loads of practice. Ahaha, oh boy...my attempt at dry humor, but I've been trained for as long as i can remember, sparred everyday, shot everyday.
Enough about the past though. We lived higher up in the city and that's where people ran for safety when the virus started spreading, but with all the noise people made, those monsters weren't far behind. Family day ended in a tragedy, once the screams were heard outside the house. My parents had gone to the store to get the rest of the ingredients while I stayed at home waiting for their return but we had weapons laying around, so I silently snuck on the back with great haste to find my parents, running for my life at this point and ending anything in my path. I found the car near the center of town, the wallet was bloodied but left behind and to be honest, I don't know what happened but judging from the scene, the handprints on the window, the glass broken open on all windows and the blood trail it was a hell of a fight. I followed that trail and found my mother biting my father. It seemed he was unaware of the effects and I knew he couldn't do it, so I killed my mother and then spared my father the pain of turning into one of them. This is gonna be one long night.
Enough about the past though. We lived higher up in the city and that's where people ran for safety when the virus started spreading, but with all the noise people made, those monsters weren't far behind. Family day ended in a tragedy, once the screams were heard outside the house. My parents had gone to the store to get the rest of the ingredients while I stayed at home waiting for their return but we had weapons laying around, so I silently snuck on the back with great haste to find my parents, running for my life at this point and ending anything in my path. I found the car near the center of town, the wallet was bloodied but left behind and to be honest, I don't know what happened but judging from the scene, the handprints on the window, the glass broken open on all windows and the blood trail it was a hell of a fight. I followed that trail and found my mother biting my father. It seemed he was unaware of the effects and I knew he couldn't do it, so I killed my mother and then spared my father the pain of turning into one of them. This is gonna be one long night.
