Julie Terrals

Basic Info

• Basic Information

  • Name: Julie Terrals
  • Gender: Female
  • Played by: Dragon_The_Cat
  • Age: 22
  • Height: 5' 7"
  • Class: "Lone-Wolf"
  • Alignment: Passive, Neutral
  • Race: Human
  • Hair: Short, Brown with hints of Gold
  • Eyes: Deep Green
  • Handedness: Right
  • Nationality: British
  • Likes: Friendliness, Birds, Archery
  • Dislikes: Deep Wounds, Beggars, Crowds

• Personality (Plus other info)

  A character's personality can't be read like a book, so this isn't going to be completely exact, I assure you.
  
  Julie is a girl who usually finds herself out on her own, away from the cities, and usually getting into trouble. What kind of trouble? That's not important. Either way, she has cheeky but usually kind behaviour, and doesn't trouble herself over things that might annoy her in some way. The past, well, that has been too hard to forget about. She tries to keep not too many worries on her mind. She likes to explore, and also has an interest in archery. She's nice to other people too, but she won't usually be a person to get too attached to anyone. Topei means the most to her currently, ever since she was told to leave her family and home behind. She can't go back anyway, since there's nothing to go back to. The city did get destroyed recently. She spends her time away from most large cities, and tends to stay away from crowds. She can be silent some of the time, and would rather talk than fight. If a fight ever did break out, she'd never finish the other off unless for good reason.

• History

  Julie used to live in a city, living pretty much a normal life with her mum, and a dad which she barely ever got to know since he was never around to see or even speak too. "Working," her mum would say. She lived mostly in apartments, and moved around every now and again, city to city usually. She went to school, however never made much friends, but maybe that was because after a while she didn't see any point in the effort to get too attached to anyone. She never really spent much longer than a year or two at one school. She made a few friends though, and got herself comfortable, went along with things. No questions asked. Frequent appearances of her dad. Other than that though, she did normal things, well, before the war began. Her mum started to grow fearful, and from there she was home schooled, and was told not to go out anywhere other than the forest, and some other areas away from all the cities. Her mum believed the populated places would be targeted. With her mum working at home most the time too though, and also spending time to home school, she did end up worrying quite a bit about her safety and honestly health too, as well as her dad's since who knows where he would actually be.
  
  Her mum taught her cool things. Well, it was cool to her anyway. Different. With her mum having previously worked in the medical industry, she ended up finding out about a lot of things she wouldn't have learned at regular school. Basics on how to treat wounds, how to stop poison spread, a lot of things. Over the course of the years, she felt this had kinda gone somewhere. Sometimes, her mum even told her about archery, which Julie was surprised at. She shown her a bow she made when she was a kid, and took her to the woods every now and again showing her how to aim, how to shoot. Apparently her mum was greatly interested in that kind of stuff. She wondered why she was never told about it honestly.
  
  Things just changed even more when the war went on. Nuclear war was the point where everything went downhill. Not much longer than a week after the news about the bombing, her dad returned home for once. He was angry. Yelling. Covered in cuts and bruises from head to toe. God knows what he had been doing. The rest was a blur. The only thing clear enough to remember now was her mum yelling back at her to run, hide, do whatever to get away. She was told not to return or to look back. She ended up leaving the city with her half-full backpack and a hand-crafted bow, along with a few shed tears. She hadn't been the most obedient at that moment; she made excuses and desperately tried to stay before her mum forced her to run. A hasty dash for her backpack still mostly packed, and a quick escape of the place following a gunshot. She tries not to forget that day, thinking she could have done something, anything. She spends the rest of her days out and about, knowing one of them had died that night.