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Abigail Jones
Abby
Age: Dead
Species: Revenant zombie
Body: Emaciated; thicker thighs, round face; geen skin
Hair/Eyes: White hair, usually in a high ponytail; empty, constantly bleeding socks
Distinguishing Features: Scar under right breast and across left hip; roughly sewn. Horns and devil tail
Occupation: Zombie hunter (partnered with Nate, her bff from life)
Short Personality: Apathetic, sarcastic, laconic. Can be witty, condescending, and lazily malicious. In the privacy of her own head, she's kind of angsty.
Abby
Age: Dead
Species: Revenant zombie
Body: Emaciated; thicker thighs, round face; geen skin
Hair/Eyes: White hair, usually in a high ponytail; empty, constantly bleeding socks
Distinguishing Features: Scar under right breast and across left hip; roughly sewn. Horns and devil tail
Occupation: Zombie hunter (partnered with Nate, her bff from life)
Short Personality: Apathetic, sarcastic, laconic. Can be witty, condescending, and lazily malicious. In the privacy of her own head, she's kind of angsty.
Longer Personality
- Incapable of most emotions. Faking them is a lot of wasted effort, but will play at being angry or malicious if Nate complains. Doesn't actually hold any grudges.
- Extremely logical for the most part, for obvious reasons. Sees things in black and white and has no conscience or uncertainty. Gives the impression she's cold-hearted, and it's not wrong.
- Doesn't care much for people. Doesn't hate them, just doesn't care. Tends to come across as arrogant, since she doesn't try to hide that she's right and they're stupid.
- Uses sarcasm to express just how few fucks she cares. Spends a lot of time being silent, too. Talking isn't as much effort as she makes it out to be, she just doesn't have a lot to say.
- Isn't independent, just doesn't need anything. Lives with Nate at his request.
- Alone, she spends hours sifting through her jumbled memories, trying to figure out who she used to be. She never comes to a conclusion.
Other Shit
- Staples wounds back together. No real concept of pain. Doesn't bleed except for her eyes.
- Likes cemeteries and high places.
- Never bothers adding the lilt to the end of her sentences that would imply a question.-
- Has no idea how to play poker. Wins because of her blank expression and lucky bluffs.
- The cut under her breast is how she got infected -- Nate slashed her with a machete covered in zombie guts. The one on her hip was her fault -- she slashed it open on a nail.
- Incapable of most emotions. Faking them is a lot of wasted effort, but will play at being angry or malicious if Nate complains. Doesn't actually hold any grudges.
- Extremely logical for the most part, for obvious reasons. Sees things in black and white and has no conscience or uncertainty. Gives the impression she's cold-hearted, and it's not wrong.
- Doesn't care much for people. Doesn't hate them, just doesn't care. Tends to come across as arrogant, since she doesn't try to hide that she's right and they're stupid.
- Uses sarcasm to express just how few fucks she cares. Spends a lot of time being silent, too. Talking isn't as much effort as she makes it out to be, she just doesn't have a lot to say.
- Isn't independent, just doesn't need anything. Lives with Nate at his request.
- Alone, she spends hours sifting through her jumbled memories, trying to figure out who she used to be. She never comes to a conclusion.
Other Shit
- Staples wounds back together. No real concept of pain. Doesn't bleed except for her eyes.
- Likes cemeteries and high places.
- Never bothers adding the lilt to the end of her sentences that would imply a question.-
- Has no idea how to play poker. Wins because of her blank expression and lucky bluffs.
- The cut under her breast is how she got infected -- Nate slashed her with a machete covered in zombie guts. The one on her hip was her fault -- she slashed it open on a nail.