| Role: |
Scrapper
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| Age: |
12
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| EXP: |
490
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| First Met: |
Caiger Mall
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| Tammy appears incapable of being calm. She has little restraint, except to keep near to the group. Enthusiasm usually is the emotion for any situation. Giving her a look will result in a smile of mangled teeth in return. She can't wield her shotgun properly but won't be parted from it; her right shoulder is bruised and off-set from the recoil. Growing up in the apocalypse has had its effects.
She is the scrapper of the group, which means either she collects scraps or kicks butt in a fight (both). She won't be leaving the group.
Wearing: a ripped black bandana, a bloodstained white blouse, a bloodstained yellow skirt, and a blood-soaked pair of tan shoes.
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| Group: |
Caiger Mall survivors
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| Rationality: |
She is hardly the flag bearer for reason, probably because she's nuts. If there's any methodology, at any time, anywhere, it's intuition and impulse.
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| Morals: |
She won't let any friend come to harm, ideally. She seems unconcerned with herself, and little more is shown for others. It's not out of indifference, but limited emotions.
Her morality is driven by mindless principles of which she's unaware. Thus her first decision of any predicament was the only option.
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| Nerves: |
She is undisturbed by most anything. Never has she lived in a world where the going-ons weren't disturbing.
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| Empathy: |
She is not someone able to reflect or understand another's feeling. Instead she will give out the same, linear enthusiasm she will give to anyone, with little matter to their disposition.
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| Motivator: |
Survival, and defending everyone. Keeping something stuffed and easily holdable on hand is also a priority, whether it's a dead animal or a teddy bear.
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