Binary's Application

'Scrap'

[Steam Username]: Binary
[Steam ID]: STEAM_0:0:6990421
AGE: 18
-Species/Human or Robotic: Human
-Character Advantages/Talents: Agile, athletic person, crafty and a tad inventive, and an at least alright shot.
-Character Disadvantages/Weaknesses: Impulsive at times, addiction to jet, a tad impatient.

-Faction
Wastelander/Ex-Raider

-Current Equipment:
Tattered and torn rags for clothes, a leather shoulderpad.
A Brahmin Hide backpack.
One junky 'scrap' shiv for a knife.
Three jet inhalers.
A box of sugar bombs.

-Backstory
Stephanie Baron, otherwise known as 'Scrap' as proclaimed by herself, is a twenty year old woman, originally born to a pair of nomadic, anarchistic ruffian parents from a quickly dying raider group. Their society consisted of very little other than picking fights and causing trouble, and as a result, numbers thinned out quickly, and though the group had originally been a nomadic tribe of sorts, it was little more than one large mostly inbred family of addicts picking the corpses of wastelanders and growing fat on the dead much like vultures; though with less intelligence and more adrenaline or drugs burning through their veins.

This is where Stephanie, or rather, 'Scrap' was brought up for a portion of her life, learning very little other than the skills needed to survive and 'joys' of narcotics, roughly till the age of fifteen. Around this time is where her life plummeted, and not simply because of the typical raider lifestyle of killing, drugs, and sex (and unfortunately very often without consent), but because someone else had finally had enough of it. A sort of split within the rather large raider group with the following internal civil war over power and resources turned the cesspool of a family into a very little known memory, leaving only two less organized bunches of outlaws, minus the dead and those who left, in its wake. 'Scrap' was left relatively unharmed, but could not belong to either of the two groups, and ultimately with a few others, roaming the wasteland and continuing her raider duties, though on a much smaller scale, and with a lot more improvisation. Over the next couple of years is when she really picked up on her skills, making small, improvised weapons, honing herself to be more agile and quick, stocking up on drugs every ambush and jumping wastelanders as though it were the only way to survive, but even this had taken it's toll on her.

After so many years of raiding and addiction, 'Scrap' longed for something different. Unlike so many other junkies of the wasteland, she felt the need to do something meaningful with her life, something that didn't involve being a raider, and set off into the wasteland once again with nothing but the rags on her back and the little things of value she had left with her. Her next stop: somewhere out in Maryland, just going on a gut feeling that something good might be there.

+ soup, has a good girl butt

Can only imagine what this'll entail on the whole. But, sure. It can be approved. Good work.