Name: Rebecca Violet Harris

*Nickname(s): Becca

Age: 24

Gender: Female

Looks (pictures are allowed, but no anime please):

*Species: Human

*Powers/abilities: Knows how to use a gun, cooking, horse riding, making fire, bartering

Personality: Tough, sarcastic, sharp-tongue, intelligent, confident, has a hidden soft side, cunning

Sexuality: Bisexual

*Clothing style/outfit:

*Tattoos: N/A

*Piercings: Ears

*Scars: A few scattered

Height: 6'0"

Weight: 120 lb

Likes: Cody, horses, cooking, horse riding, bartering, masculine clothes, guns, nighttime, coffee, alcohol, fall

Dislikes: Jerks, talking about her family/past, being left alone for too long, hurricanes, tornadoes, summer, winter, snow

History/Quick backstory: Rebecca has had a tragic life. Her mothered died in childbirth, leaving her father with a newborn. Thanks to the support of the nearby town, Rebecca grew up. Her father passed away in his sleep when she was 16. She was too young to afford the home, so she scrapped together enough coins to bury her father with her mother. Then she went home and packed everything she could carry and set off. She lived a very nomadic life, occasionally working odd jobs to make some money for herself. When she was 20 she met Cody. He was a bad boy, an outlaw how thrived on robbing the rich. The two hit it off and they got married very quickly. They still live a nomadic life since he is a wanted criminal. But Rebecca usually stays at their camp, cooking and just waiting for him to return from his jobs.

*Family: Family dead, Cody Harris (husband)

*Pet(s): N/A

*Medical conditions: N/A

*Physical disabilities: N/A

*Allergies: N/A

Talents: Knows how to use a gun, cooking, horse riding, making fire, bartering

Flaws: Sarcastic, sharp-tongue, cunning

Fears: Death, loneliness, hurricanes and tornadoes

*Grade: N/A

*Occupation: N/A

*Other:

Scenario 1:

You are a bounty hunter, and you've been hunting this outlaw for years. Finally you manage to catch him. You've got him cuffed and ready when a woman with dark hair suddenly attacks you. You?

Scenario 2:

You make it up