User:Madelena
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Got separated from my squad much the same way a shoe gets separated from a jaywalker being hit by a speeding train. That night I met up with my Sergeant, a Michael Ironside lookalike, but decided to go AWOL when he started chewing on my boot. I was like: "Flash?", and he was like: "Hurrgrer! *glom*" Since then, I've made my way south across Malton to Dartside, where I'd heard about a few pockets of resistance (The Evil Army of H2G2, Dartside Whiners, and Regulators Alliance) who don't appear to take themselves too seriously but are somehow still holding the hordes at bay. Those are the kinds of lucky bastards I want to be associated with.
Description
A voluptuous maiden in tight brown leather, hair concealed beneath a paisley bandanna that bears a tattered military insignia. Her big serious grey eyes don't match the pursed smirk on her lips. She keeps a satchel slung usefully across her back.
In Character Role-Play
If you should encounter my character on the game and manage to strike up an IC dialogue or activity with her, here is the place to take it so it will flow more nicely. --Madelena03:44, 5 June 2006 (BST)
