User:Galaxina11
She doesn't quite remember what she did before the apocalypse. Something to do with school, rebellion, and cereal in the mornings.
It's kind of nice not to have to buy anything anymore. The zombies aren't so bad when you're too far off the ground to
hear them. She hates the sight of blood, but has gotten used to the smell and feel of it. Still, when she see's it pouring out of
living people, she tries to help them as best she can. She's gotten better at it.
Galaxina has a normal name but she won't tell it to you. Originally she just set off to survive, and then she had a plan
to tag every corner of the thrice-cursed Wall, but over time her skin got peppered with rev-needled marks and her spraycans
ran out. She got tired.
Out of respect for her former self, she rests some places, but generally keeps the tradition of hoofing it around town.
Malton, it seems to her, is a big city. There's a fair bit to see. Besides, it passes the time.
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