Name "Rhymes with Chevy." Levy Carter
Age "Now isn't the time to fret about my age." twenty-five
Previous Occupation "I had a pretty nice life." Woman of many hats, Levy did a little of everything. Dog walking, modeling, bar tending...her true passion is music.
Equipment "The few possession I managed to keep I hold precious to me, they are the only remnants of the life I once knew." Her traveling sized back pack, teeming with supplies and clothes and a machete rigged onto the back for easy access. Also a small hand gun she keeps in her bag and only takes with for certain missions
•Magic
•Prints
•Her backpack
•Dogs
•Starry Nights
•Hot showers
•Cartoons
•Climbing trees
•Fire
Dislikes
• Cold nights
•Whiny bitches
•Mean people
•People who kill bugs
•Peanuts
•Wool
•Flip Flops
"I'm a woman of all sorts of trades."
Levy was considered strange most of her life. While most girls had cute pig tails and pretty dresses, Levy adorned braids and overalls. She would spend all day outside and come home with dirtied hands and clothes, begging her parents to play with her outside. She always enjoyed the outdoors, and as she got older she took up more activities outdoors. Her family would go camping, and with her mother Levy would do all sorts of things; tree climbing, rock climbing, hiking, fishing. Going into high school, less time was spent in nature and more time with her friends. Together they learned parkour, taking their skate boards through the parks and video taping all sorts of stunts combining their skills.
However Levy always stuck to gardening. Her mothers used to say she had a green thumb, and they would all plant flowers in the front of the house. Eventually they created a garden in the backyard with exotic flowers and delectable vegetables. Levy has never had a plant die. Even now she keeps a small cactus that she keeps in a box in her back pack while she's on the move.
Although Levy naturally isn't a violent person, she is extremely tactical. She uses all sorts of vantage points and obstacles as her tools in the fight against Zombies. Mostly using a weapon of opportunity, Levy has certain quirks in her slaughter style that gives her advantage in the war.
In a world where supplies are ever dwindling, Levy has been able to put her resourcefulness to use. She is very good at rationing out supplies and making it last, it's the only way she's lasted so long. She used to have more meat on her bones, but with recent events she has been little more than skin and bones. Levy has a creativity streak that allows her to reuse one object for multiple purposes.
Besides all her outward abilities, Levy is an extremely emotionally supportive person. Her days before the apocalypse Levy was well respected by others. Often her friends turned to her for advice, consolation or just an ear to listen. She has a maternal side to her that easily extends to those around her, and often fusses over the safety of others before her own.
Deficients
"Perfection is overrated."
Although Levy does keep a gun, she rarely uses it. It is a last ditch weapon- in moments of pure desperation. Her aim isn't all that accurate, often taking three or four shots to take down a zombie. She prefers not to waste ammo, instead paring for weapon of opportunity or if there is none, her machete.
Sometimes, Levy has a difficulty expressing herself accurately. Often her words have been misconstrued into some offensive comment, which she doesn't intend to do. Other times she has a hard time getting to the point, often beating around the bush. People have found it irritating before.
Despite her skills tactically, Levy often finds herself trying to take on more than she can handle. She has hero syndrome, putting herself at risk to help others. She has had many close calls, but has yet to be bitten.
"People change, I've changed."
Levy finds herself more and more having to step out of he comfort zone within this new world, it's gotten to the point where she has no boundaries with who she is. Few would call her savage, but she has become less humane, she's accepted.
Levy once considered herself a peaceful girl. She was never the type to raise her voice- more of the type to make you feel crazy for yelling. She handles conflict well, able to control her emotions unlike many others. Very little upsets her, and she is slow to anger. Levy has a tendency to speak her mind openly- but sometimes when she is just expressing her discomfort or displeasure people take it as her being a smart ass and get more riled up.
However Levy normally avoids issues that may cause drama or conflict. She prefers to be kind to most, and civil to the rest. Her parents raised her to be extremely open minded- and Levy has heard from others that they see her as the least judgmental person they might know. She actively tries not to pass judgement on someone too soon. However Levy considers herself incredibly intuitive- if she feels herself getting a bad vibe from an individual, she trusts her instincts. They've kept her alive so far.
Levy's creativity has saved her more than once, she has an abstract way of looking at things, and is the type to look for when you want to think outside of the box. She may not always come up with the best plan, but she's useful in many ways. At first it was hard for Levy to kill the zombies- until she had a break through.
The end of the world has hardened Levy, the things she's seen over the past months have been horrifying, but she grew from them. She once pitied the undead, but now she hates them with a passion for everything they've taken from her.
History
Levy's true birthday remains a mystery to all. At roughly three weeks old, Levy was left swaddled in a floral print blankie and hidden in a basket just outside a hospital. They had no records of her, and no connection to her previous life. It didn't take long for the girl to be adopted by the Carter's, taken in as their own. The Carter's were an intriguing couple, outside of being Lesbians, often filling Levy's days with activities and outdoorsy vacations. In school, occasionally Levy would be teased, the children called her parents hippies. Some of them were confused why she had two mothers.
Levy never let the kids comments phase her, always having been a headstrong girl. She simply applied herself in school and her friends- ignoring the haters. After high school Levy went to college and completed her general education classes before dropping out because she couldn't decide on a major. She was living on her own at age 20, taking on odd jobs just to make it. Her parents always supported her, and when Levy began to pursue music they went to her gigs taking way too many pictures.
When the disease hit, Levy's paternal mother had been in New York for vacation. When she never returned, Levy and her mother accepted their fate. They took off to find refuge once zombies began to show up in towns nearby. Within a week on their own, Levy's mother was bitten. She begged Levy to shoot her, and Levy eventually granted her mothers last wish. When Levy killed her mother, she felt herself die a little too. She had been traveling ever since, all the other members of her original group either were turned and killed, or split off into their own group. Only recently Levy's remaining two partners were killed, leaving her truly alone for the first time. Now she just is left trying to survive on her own.