Sav's Folks

Name: Alexander "Alex" Sunderland
Gender: Female
Age: 20

Personality: Alex is that ball of happy, optimistic derpitude. She cheers for the losing team and loves the underdogs. However, despite all that, Alex takes to being a rather quiet person; she enjoys sitting around and listening while other people talk. She smiles, shows off her good mood in other ways that aren't all babble-filled or too-much-talking. But, oh, she'll chip in her two cents when she finds it a good time to do such. She really doesn't care much what people think of her but thanks to how she was raised, Alex has learned that it's better to try and think of your words without letting them through the brain filter.

Ah well. At least she's able to make friends decently enough. That's all that really matters to her.

Though...quite honestly? She's really only the quiet type unless the topic of horror movies or anything related to that comes up (or you manage to royally piss her off by saying or doing something). You'll never get her to shut up if that happens. Girl loves her some horror movies and playing scary games. Thanks to this? It's going to be hard to scare her or get her shaking her in her boots. Really - she's seen enough zombie apocalypse flicks that nothing's really going to make her flip.

If it was entirely possible? She'd totally have a zombie as a bff. No lie.

Appearance: Sketchy is as sketchy does - better image coming soon.

• 5'6"
  
• she's not skinny, but she's not chubby either; she's somewhere in the middle and is damn happy about it
  
• fluffy, light brown hair
  
• hazel eyes
  
• torn jeans, sneakers, and one pretty awesome graphic tee with a zombie on it
  

Background: The only thing that Alex seems to remember before waking in the Pit, is that she had a pretty messy room that's floor was covered in a mix of clean and dirty clothes, college text books, and tons of pretty sweet horror flicks. There might have been a few video game consoles strewn about but, eh, don't hold her to it.

Then again, the fact that she really can't recall a thing other than that doesn't seem to bother her as much as it probably should. She's in a place that reminds her of one of her zombie flicks. This is auto-win and makes her not care

Classification: Normal - she's just...got a pretty wicked punch
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