Rawnie Jenson
Name: Rawnie
Sex: female
Age: 21
Alias: none
Social Standing: Rich
Occupation: Bored daughter of the Governor of Sin City
Demeanor/persona: Strong willed, but bored and directionless.
Skills: Getting into and out of trouble, has some clue of how the city is run, but really doesn’t care.
Weapons: her charm and personality
Description: 5’8” tall, about 135 pounds
Cybernetics/alterations/etc: none
Looking for in partner: some fun
Taboo: none
Other info:
History: Born to the Lifetime Governor of Sin City, she has had everything in life, but excitement. She gets bored easily, and tries to come up with things to keep herself entertained. With the creation of the Marketplace nine years ago, she has become a frequent patron. Willing to try anything at least once, twice if she likes it, she has been known to try the gambit of what the Marketplace has to offer. Her recent flavor is buying slaves for however long to dominate and bend to her will. Male or Female doesn’t matter, she will choose those who interest her or gets her blood stirring.
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Sex: female
Age: 21
Alias: none
Social Standing: Rich
Occupation: Bored daughter of the Governor of Sin City
Demeanor/persona: Strong willed, but bored and directionless.
Skills: Getting into and out of trouble, has some clue of how the city is run, but really doesn’t care.
Weapons: her charm and personality
Description: 5’8” tall, about 135 pounds
Cybernetics/alterations/etc: none
Looking for in partner: some fun
Taboo: none
Other info:
History: Born to the Lifetime Governor of Sin City, she has had everything in life, but excitement. She gets bored easily, and tries to come up with things to keep herself entertained. With the creation of the Marketplace nine years ago, she has become a frequent patron. Willing to try anything at least once, twice if she likes it, she has been known to try the gambit of what the Marketplace has to offer. Her recent flavor is buying slaves for however long to dominate and bend to her will. Male or Female doesn’t matter, she will choose those who interest her or gets her blood stirring.
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Name: Rawnie Jenson
Sex: female
Age: 21
Occupation: Rich Kid
Demeanor/persona: Not a brat, exactly, but she is spoiled having come from money.
Skills: Tell someone the best wines, cook the foods much like from the best restaurants, and can take someone on the best shopping spree ever. And drives a mean car. She is starting to learn survival skills.
Weapons: Steel pipe as long as her arm just past the elbow and a 38 caliber hand gun.
Description: 5’8” tall, about 140 pounds
History: Rawnie was born into a very wealthy family. The only skill she ever learned, besides dressing herself, was cooking. She started at a young age and the cook after finding out she had a knack for it, taught her whenever she asked. She’s doesn’t throw temper tantrums when she doesn’t get her way, and is truly kind and caring for the most part. She can get a bit haughty if she thinks someone’s being stupid though. The sudden appearance of zombies has thrown her world into chaos. Her family killed and she barely escaping. She has managed somehow to stay alive just barely, picking up a steel pipe and a small hand gun along the way. She is slowly learning survival skills, though at times she wonders why she bothers. It seems everywhere she turns there are zombies and she’s hasn’t seen a human in a while now.
Sex: female
Age: 21
Occupation: Rich Kid
Demeanor/persona: Not a brat, exactly, but she is spoiled having come from money.
Skills: Tell someone the best wines, cook the foods much like from the best restaurants, and can take someone on the best shopping spree ever. And drives a mean car. She is starting to learn survival skills.
Weapons: Steel pipe as long as her arm just past the elbow and a 38 caliber hand gun.
Description: 5’8” tall, about 140 pounds
History: Rawnie was born into a very wealthy family. The only skill she ever learned, besides dressing herself, was cooking. She started at a young age and the cook after finding out she had a knack for it, taught her whenever she asked. She’s doesn’t throw temper tantrums when she doesn’t get her way, and is truly kind and caring for the most part. She can get a bit haughty if she thinks someone’s being stupid though. The sudden appearance of zombies has thrown her world into chaos. Her family killed and she barely escaping. She has managed somehow to stay alive just barely, picking up a steel pipe and a small hand gun along the way. She is slowly learning survival skills, though at times she wonders why she bothers. It seems everywhere she turns there are zombies and she’s hasn’t seen a human in a while now.