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Zinnia Jackson
Crescendo
Character information
  1. Alias
    ZJ, Z
  2. Mental
    On-edge.
  3. Morale
    Not too hopeful.
  4. Date of birth
    1996-12-11 (22 years old)
  5. Place of birth
    Canada
  6. Nationality
    Canadian
  7. Ethnicity
    Mexican
  8. Languages
    English

Description

  1. Height
    159 cm
  2. Weight
    46 kg
  3. Build
    Slim and light.
  4. Hair
    A little messy, uncared for. Black and long.
  5. Eyes
    Red-brownish
  6. Alignment
    True Neutral
  7. Features
    -Is not immune to the infection.
    -A few cuts and scrapes here and there; mainly her limbs and back along with a few scuffs on her face.
    -Her nails might be cut down as she'd constantly chew on them.
  8. Equipment
    -Often wears jackets varying in size.
    -Small handheld radio.
    -Compass.
    -Small notepad.
  9. Occupation
    Student at University studying in Ancient Histories.
  10. Role
    Peacemaker.

Background

Zinnia Jackson was a student studying abroad in ancient histories of Russia when the breakout occurred. Although with a group of friends at the time, nothing prepared her for what lies next. The following days were filled with violence in the streets. Victims screaming as the infected ravaged the urban territories. Zinnia's first contact with an infected went a little something along the lines of trying to reason, as that is what she did best. Of course, to no avail, she is forced to run off in fear just as the rest of the living population had. Separated from her friends, she tries to map out where to go next. Maybe a possible meetup point her and her friends discussed. Upon arriving at a discrete location on the outskirts of the city, she is met with a pulverizing and harsh reality; 

Her friends lay dead in several places, some half-eaten, others riddled with bullets. Zinnia could not get the images of her friend's eyes out of her head as she backs out of the warehouse they had set to meet at. They came just as military arrived. Soon after, a horde would arrive and the military could not-- Refused to distinguish living from infected. A few bodies of the soldiers who tried to fight off the infection were seen sprawled about in various places along with her friends and other infected individuals. Her mind races now as her senses heighten; this was no time to stand petrified. With haste, she'll grab an assault rifle and a compass from the nearest dead soldier and begin to head out, only tripping on the few dead bodies that lay before her. 

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Likes: Open areas, being able to see what's ahead(Both physically and mentally.), Peaches.

Dislikes: The unpredictable, fog, bad weather, having to constantly move, avocado. 

Fears: Isolation, misdirection, random encounters with others, broken glass.


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