Basic Information Full Name: Casey Mallory Nickname(s): Z, Case, Mallory Age: 19 (technically... but she's been "19" for a couple of years now) Gender: Female Species: Zombie (but totally normal) Height: 5'6" Weight: 120 lbs (varies depending on... limb retention) Occupation: College student / Mechanic-in-training

Appearance Hair: Short, messy, dark brown. Wears a baseball cap most of the time. Eyes: Golden-amber with slight decay, but she just blames it on lack of sleep. Skin: Pale with a greenish-gray undertone. Has some stitches and bandages holding things together. Attire: Tomboyish to the core—ripped jeans, oversized hoodie, fingerless gloves, and old sneakers. Usually wears long sleeves to avoid awkward "Hey, is that your bone?" conversations. Unique Traits: Occasionally loses fingers and toes but just duct tapes them back on. Smells faintly like a mix of leather, gasoline, and... well, something vaguely off.

Personality Temperament: Laid-back, confident, and a little rough around the edges. Hobbies: Fixing motorcycles, playing video games, eating copious amounts of BBQ, and proving that zombies do have feelings.

Quirks:

• Loves horror movies, especially the ones with innaccurate zombies.
• Eats regular food just fine but has a slight craving for rare steaks.
• Uses super glue more than any normal person should.
• Keeps an emergency sewing kit and a stapler in her bag.
• Doesn’t need to sleep but still takes naps because "chilling is important, bro."
• Will bite only if challenged to a wrestling match and it gets too intense. Luckily, the infection can't spread.
• Loves to loosen her arm and have it fall off when shaking someone's hand as a prank.

Abilities & Limitations Regeneration: Slow but effective—takes a bit longer each time. Pain Tolerance: Practically nonexistent. She stubbed her toe? Didn’t notice. Lost a hand? "Eh, it happens." Strength & Speed: Totally normal. No superhuman strength, no weird zombie lunges. Durability: Can survive stuff that would put a normal person in the hospital, but prefers to avoid excessive damage.

Drawbacks:

• Occasionally forgets about decaying body parts.
• Needs to keep her limbs maintained—tendons wear out fast.
• Too much physical exertion makes things... detach.
• Gets weird stares when casually reattaching a thumb in public.

Backstory Nobody knows exactly how Casey became a zombie, least of all her. One day she woke up in a ditch outside a Waffle House, realized she didn't have a pulse, and just went about her business. Life goes on, even when you're technically not alive.

Instead of dwelling on her undead status, she just rolled with it. Got a job at a mechanic shop, started college, and made sure nobody freaked out when she lost a finger in a group project. She tries to keep it low-key, but sometimes things slip—like the time she sneezed and her nose almost fell off.

Now, she’s just vibing, fixing cars, hanging with friends, and trying really hard not to eat raw bacon in front of them.

Fun Facts Favorite Joke: "Dude, chill. I'm already dead, what’s the worst that could happen?" Favorite Food: Medium-rare steak. Loves a good burger. Favorite Activity: Tinkering with bikes while blasting rock music. Favorite Movie: Shaun of the Dead—"Finally, a zombie flick that gets me." Biggest Fear: Someone mistaking her for a real zombie and trying to re-kill her.