((obviously I’m too lazy to draw something))
Fangame: FLUX (fuck yeah my own)
District (optional): N/A. But she does live on the 11th floor of her apartment complex.
Age: 23. At least she thinks so.
Weapon and talents: She has a bolo. And she can play the guitar. Was a maid.
Flaws and fears: She’s half-dysenteric or something along those lines.
Backstory (May or may not be used): There was a war ten years ago that pretty much left most of the world in ruins. She has nobody to talk to because all her friends died. She had a daughter and a husband, but they died too. Or so she thinks.
Likes: Food. Plays horror survival games or plays her guitar in her spare time.
Dislikes: Being alone.
Friends: Well, they’re dead. Alice, Ingrid, Matthew, just to name a few. But they don’t really matter anymore.
Extras: She uses her TV to induce the surrealism in her mind. She’s stuck in her room because she doesn’t have any people to talk to.
SO YEAH. I WISH THIS WAS WRITTEN BETTER BUT IT’S MIDNIGHT OVER HERE.