~*Margot Jean-Claire*~

Name: Margot Jean-Claire Height: 5 foot 4 Gender: Female (she/her) Sexuality: Lesbian, but she won't fall for anyone after losing her wife. Age: 64 Nationality: British

Appearance: Body: Margot has a thin, frail looking body. She wears lots of layers to keep warm, especially in winter. She's covered in wrinkles and scars, has sturdy but thin hands, and isn't very tall at all. Face: She has a kind face, smile lines, and kind features. Honestly, she just looks like your average old lady. Hair: thinning and grey, wiry texture, falls down to just under her shoulders, wavy and soft. Eyes: Dim green colour, short eyelashes, kind eyes.

Personality: Margot is, more than anything, a kind person. She'll mother anyone, treating them to simple meals or taking care of them. She can be incredibly stubborn, refusing to back down or settle when she knows there's something coming. She has a great intuition too, having some sort of sixth sense for knowing when someone is injured or there's a zombie on the way. Margot carries a picture of her wife Ada, which she carries close to her heart always. she knows she'll never fall in love again. She loves to read, often stopping to flick through books in any abandoned shops or reading during breaks in her journey. She hopes to make it to a safe quarantine zone where she can finally rest properly without the constant threat of zombies or raiders. She also curses. a lot. not one sentence can pass without a curse word. It's a bad habit, she's sure.

Specific traits: kind, generous, stubborn, intuitive, gentle, defensive, crude.

Background: Margot saw a lot of things in her life. The apocalypse was not something she expected. It wasn't something anyone expected. She had grown up in the countryside, living with her small family and surviving from food from their garden. herbs and vegetables and fruits all year round. As soon as she got the chance, she moved into the big city, living out her younger life surrounded by noise and shop-bought foods and plenty of cars. That's where she met Ada. The love of her life, truly. The two women fell in love, choosing to live the rest of their lives together in a small house just outside the city.

A year before the apocalypse, Ada died unexpectedly from an infected wound she got from cutting her arm open on some wire. Margot couldn't save her. Then came the end of the world.

Margot dedicated herself to her own survival, collecting preserved foods from her kitchen and setting off into the wilderness. She brought with her a large gun and a bag full of herbal remedies, certain that if she ever got an infection like her love did, she'd be able to save herself.

Relationships: Parents: both deceased (mother: Clarissa, father: David) Sister: deceased (Harriett) Wife: deceased (Ada)

Life outlook: Bleak. She keeps going because she knows Ada would never want her to give up. She lives only for the knowledge that when she finally dies, she'll see Ada again in the afterlife. Habits/skills:

• She's incredibly skilled with herbal remedies, carrying honey and different plants to cute almost any infection or injury.
• She tends to have trouble sleeping, having to drink shitty dry leaf tea before even having a chance to sleep.
• She is brutal in a fight, using her gun to shoot off the heads of any zombies who try to attack her. Extra:
• Despite her age and general personality, she's a survivor. She won't last forever, but she'll be damned if she gives up any time soon.
• She definitely has a little stash of weed on her, just in case there's ever a need for it. Either for pain relief or just to chill out after a long day.

Setting: In this world, zombies crawl the streets and nature grows around abandoned buildings. Water and electricity is cut off, shops raided, food scarce. In built up areas, cars lay abandoned on the roads, rusted and grown over as nature reclaims the planet. Houses are mostly boarded up, though most survivors find themselves in quarantine zones set up around the world. The government has been demolished, the military limited.

The apocalypse began when a simple disease in wheat crops spread around the globe, infecting food like flour and bread. as people digested it, their bodies began to crumble in on themselves, decaying as the disease duplicated inside them and re-animated their bodies after death. These people turned to zombies, roaming the world in attempt to find food. Unfortunately for the planet, the food these zombies wanted to eat was people.

In the first few weeks, the government ordered bombs in all major cities, destroying built up areas within minutes. there were billions of casualties, and yet even then the disease spread. Quarantine zones were set up soon after, barricading walls around each zone to keep zombies out and people in.

Now, most quarantine zones are taken over by cruel gangs, the military is barely existent anymore, and most people surviving alone are cruel, turning on strangers in order to keep themselves alive. Trust is rare, and survival is rarer. Zombies are vicious, carving out chunks of flesh and feasting like a kid on Christmas day. Hopefully, the world will find peace once more.