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Aiya Marks

A survivor

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a character in “The Concrete Jungle: Surviving the Apocalypse”, as played by WalksWithWalkers

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Aiya Marks

Age:23
Sex:Female
Orientation: Lesbian
Height: 5'11
Weight: 150
Race: Caucasian
Positive Traits: Intelligent, organized, swift
Character Flaws: greed, claustrophobic

Strength: 1
Agility: 2
Charisma:1
Intelligence:2
Wisdom: 1
Luck:1
Focus:1


Background:
Before 'Shit-Hit-The-Fan': Aiya was a junior in college, studying to be a veteranarian. She worked at a warehouse that made auto parts to pay for her massive college loans, where the shifts were brutal. She barely had enough time to sleep and walk her dog Kai so full was her schedule. She trained in Tae Kwon Do for six years, specializing in Kendo (Katana).
After 'Shit-Hit-The-Fan': Aiya was part of a large group that had used the school's athletic facility as their bunker during the initial outbreak. She managed to bring Kai with her, and the group stayed in the building for two weeks. They then moved, ransacking what was left of the armory and flea market, where Aiya aqquired her guns and blade. She traveled with her group, surviving on what they could find, until one evening, she and Kai were separated from the rest of the group by a pack of roving zombies. Since, Aiya has been on her own.

Personality:
Stoic, serious, and organized. She is vigilant and self-aware, rarely letting her guard down for any reason. Though she may usually act cold, Aiya is a kind and empathetic person deep down, and if approached, will often do her best to assist. Her humor is dry and witty, she is growing cynical and pessimistic, and she struggles socially on occasion due to self-esteem fueled paranoia and introverted nature.
Around women she admires, she is tense and overly self-aware.

So begins...

Aiya Marks's Story

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Aiya's world had changed; not over centuries or millenniums... No. The shift had taken no less than a week. In that time, life as she knew it had ceased to exist and was replaced by a lifestyle that had only one rule: survive or be eaten. So far, she had done so; but time was running out. The supplies she had found in the armory had done her some good; she was able to take on a few of her new, bloodthirsty adversaries at a time. Kai, her German Shepard, had assisted as well by providing a warning system for approaching un-dead. But she was getting dangerously low on food and water. All that remained were four bottles of water, a box of wheat thins, six energy bars, and six cans of beans. She assumed the previous residents had taken the rest.
Night was coming to an end, and day five of the new world order, dawning. Aiya awoke at six fifteen, feeling rather well rested. The previous nights, sleep had escaped her. Kai was dozing by her bedside, dreaming about something that caused her paws to twitch excitedly. Aiya chuckled softly, tip-toeing over the animal and moving to the boarded window. She peeked through the wood panels, surveying the street; there were three zombies that she could count out there, ambling about as they usually did when there was no smell or sight of a living being. She made a disgusted sound in the back of her throat and turned from the scene, reaching for her rifle. Poking the muzzle out of the cracks, Aiya took aim, and fired. One of the Runners, as she called them, fell to the concrete with a sickening 'thud', life finally, fully, leaving it's body. The other zombies turned to look in her direction; she saw them tense to spring. Another shot. Another. And another. Two of her shots landed, one in the eye socket and the other in the neck of her first two targets. The first fell, the other was blown back a step, but regained itself. It released a primal, guttural wail and sprang forward, sprinting towards the woman in hopes of breakfast. Aiya acted quickly and reached beside her backpack, grasping her katana and unsheathing it with a flourish. The zombie was at the window, then, and was using it's dead, bleeding hands to claw at the boards. Aiya would not allow it's entry. With a small, triumphant cry, Aiya drove the tip of her blade through the corpse's jugular, twisted, then jerked it to the left. The zombie's head fell from it's body, jaw still working as it hit the ground. Aiya sighed, using a rag to wipe the blood from tempered metal, then re-sheathed her blade. More would come, she knew, from the sound of shots fired.
"Hmph..." she mumbled, feeling wetness on her knuckles. She turned, smiling at Kai, who had been awakened by the gunfire. The canine was licking her hand, tail wagging. Her eyes returned to the street as she began to pat her companion on the head.
"Let them come..."​