The Bride
Her design is from an old character of mine, but I've changed the backstory quite a bit.
A young, very young, woman from the great state of Georgia. She refuses to say what happened to her or why she's wearing the wedding dress. Not, she says, because she doesn't like to think about it, but because everyone has been through some awful things since the green flu hit, and she doesn't want to compare misery dicks. She's rather quiet, but she doesn't cry. Ever.
In actuality, the bride was having a severe case of cold feet before her wedding, especially considering there was a... shotgun element. She'd almost talked herself into running away, when she heard screaming and ran to the chapel to find half the guests attacking the other half. She had to fight a few of her own family members, and saw her husband-to-be lying dead on the altar.
If another survivor suggests she get some other clothes, she won't refuse, but she won't abandon the dress either.
A young, very young, woman from the great state of Georgia. She refuses to say what happened to her or why she's wearing the wedding dress. Not, she says, because she doesn't like to think about it, but because everyone has been through some awful things since the green flu hit, and she doesn't want to compare misery dicks. She's rather quiet, but she doesn't cry. Ever.
In actuality, the bride was having a severe case of cold feet before her wedding, especially considering there was a... shotgun element. She'd almost talked herself into running away, when she heard screaming and ran to the chapel to find half the guests attacking the other half. She had to fight a few of her own family members, and saw her husband-to-be lying dead on the altar.
If another survivor suggests she get some other clothes, she won't refuse, but she won't abandon the dress either.