Mac was born in Weston, Missouri. Her parents were wealthy, and their name was a mighty one in that small Midwestern town. They had power, money, and corruption on their side. Mac had an okay childhood; she didn't realize the extent of the hold her last name held until High School. She held an unfair advantage and could get out of anything. Despite this fact, she was not a spoiled child or even a defiant one. When she turned eighteen, she chose to leave home and leave that life and her parents behind. She wanted to live a normal life, so as teens do, she went to college. Her focus was on Forensic Science, Crime Scene Investigation. Mac would eventually graduate with her Master’s degree. She started as Crime Scene Tech for a few years, shortly after she chose to add to her knowledge and get her PhD in Forensic Anthropology. This career change led to her obtaining a job with a local police department solving cold cases, moon lighting as an ME and the occasional crime scene investigation.

One day when her boss was away on a business trip, they caught a high profile murder case that brought in the FBI. During the next several months she collaborated closely with Agent Mathis and Agent Camden. Impressed with her work and the way the small team worked well together, she was offered a job in with their International Operations, as the team was looking for a new Crime Scene Investigator for high Profile cases. Mac took the job and never looked back. Mac was sent with the rest of the team to the Copenhagen office. She had never been out of the states before and this was something she had never seen before. Traveling the greater part of Europe and collaborating with other offices, she felt as though she was constantly on that plane. Eventually she became accustomed to her new life which was made easier by the friends she made. 

Fast Forward a few years:

The news had become mayhem with claims of a killer virus spreading through the countries across the globe. With a few cases of people attacked by those with the virus, she began to realize the severity of the illness. It wasn't until the team was called to a what they thought was a serial killer case in Helsinki, Finland that Mac realized what the virus really looked like. Mac came in and did her job. She photographed the scene, took samples and dusted the place. Noticing the corpse, she studied it's features for a moment, taking notes. It had Red, blood shot eyes with a cloudy film, pale almost translucent skin, causing the veins to either darken or increase in size but were much more distinct. Finally she wrapped the body in a cadaver bag and got it back to the office for an autopsy. Mac began her duties, removing the clothing and taking more photos, collecting trace. While in the midst of combing a substance from the deceased's hair, the chest began to rise followed by the fingers twitching. She stepped back and dropped the comb. The deceased's eyes popped open with a cloudy film covering the lens, it began to sniff and then let out a snarl. As if out of a horror movie, the head slowly turned in her direction like it could smell her. Her breathing intensified, she wanted to scream but it would do no good, no one would hear her. As the once dead body starts to get up from the table, Mac tries to get her feet to move but she is stuck, paralyzed with fear. With all her might she forced herself to that door, she had momentum now, but that dead thing was on her tail like a dog with a scent. As she got to the double doors leading in, she saw a pile of pvc pipes in the hallway. As she pushed the doors closed as quickly as possible, the dead thing slammed into the door snarling, holding the doors she reached for the pvc pipe with her foot and barred the door shut. It wouldn't last but she made a run for it...

After being stuck in Helsinki for quite some time, she and a few other survivors headed out in search for a community of others. Eventually the remaining people made it to a place known as Nyheim. Living in an apartment complex in the northeast end of the country, Mac decided to head out for another country. Mac had been surviving along others for some time but they had all died or run off, and she was left on her own again. She had heard rumors from other survivors who said that they were making the trip to Chernarus and decided to make the journey by car. It would be a long and treacherous journey but one she was willing to make to find others. Mac left Nyheim sometime around the beginning of May. Being horrible at directions, she would need longer to arrive at her destination.  What would she find, who would she find, was this even the right decision. She was soon about to find out...

Descriptions:
Medium length curly hair with hazel eyes framed by eyeglasses and light skin, adorned with a mist of freckles. She stands at 5 foot seven and has an hourglass plus size that is quite athletic from her active career.

-subconsciously tucks hair behind her ear when nervous

- small, barely noticeable eye twitch when stressed

- odd sense of humor

- loyal but also law abiding

- walks with a slight limp from a childhood injury

- cautious and careful

- overachiever

- Charismatic, appears sweet and innocent

- hates odd numbers

- loves swimming but hates the beach

- always taking notes

- bad at dancing

Strengths:

- fantastic cook

- exceptional at construction due to habitat for humanity volunteer work

- quick witted/logical thinker

Weaknesses:

- horrible at directions/ lost easily

- can be socially awkward

- sings in the shower

- hiding something about her past

(Will participate in simple torture RP, no removal of limbs, no skin carving but small brands are ok. No Rape, sexual assault, or heavily abusive roleplay. Okay with being kidnapped for roleplay purposes. {subject to change})