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MELODY JAMESON
the time bomb | twenty-two | daisy lowe

⊱ Ever since the initial outbreak, this young woman has wanted to end it all. The only reason
⊱ she hasn't? The mechanic's son, unaware of her intentions, saved her life.
⊱ Melody was born into a financially secure family as the youngest child of two. Her parents
⊱ were never really around. Her mother spent most of her day out on the town, wasting away her
⊱ inheritance while her father worked all day and spent his nights going from bar to bar.
⊱ Since her parents were never around, Melody grew extremely attached to her older brother,
⊱ Reagan. After getting home from school, the two would spend most of their time within their
⊱ house. They would talk all the time and their trust in one another knew no bounds.
⊱ It was just another day at home when the news came on and alerted them all about the
⊱ invasion. Shortly after that, her brother insisted that they needed to fight back in order to
⊱ survive. The two worked together in order to make a "fool-proof" plan to fight off the zombie's.
⊱ When the plan backfired, however, her brother bailed and left her to die.
⊱ Thanks to him, Melody could never fully trust anybody again. She barely had any friends and
⊱ she was now all alone in the world. She fell into a deep depression which she covered up with
⊱ a failed attempt of a bad attitude.
⊱ She hadn't even tried too hard to stay out of dangers way after being forced to flee from her
⊱ home. She grew reckless and uncaring over her own life and just when she had decided to give up
⊱ her efforts to live, her life was spared when Brennan came to the rescue.
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MELODY JAMESON ★ MEL ★ TWENTY-TWO ★ FEMALE

"you'll go to hell for what your dirty mind is thinking."

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TRAITS


DEPENDENT

Adj. (DE-PEN-DENT) A person who relies on another.

Having grown up with no one but her brother and herself, Melody grew overly-dependent. She didn't cook or clean, always having a maid who did so for them. She didn't even shop for herself. Her mother always bought her clothes for her (not that she is complaining, her mother had impeccable taste). She never even had arguments with her brother so she would barely be able to defend herself during a fully-verbal fight. She's tried to gain some sense of independence recently, only finding herself needing to rely on someone (anyone) who would come around to talk.



SENTIMENTAL

Adj. (SEN-TEH-MEN-TAL) Of or prompted by feelings of tenderness, sadness or nostalgia.

Being born into a family with a mass amount of money didn't expose Melody to a lot of the outside world. Most of the kids she went to school with were too busy comparing designer handbags and cars to even realize or take into account things that were happening in reality. Thanks to this, she can be easily driven to tears, especially when confronted with one of the walking dead themselves. Even before the Rage hit, Melody couldn't find herself able to stomach a scary movie and would often take the deaths to heart. Her brother would often call her a baby but she'd excuse herself by stating that she was simply a person with delicate feelings.



IRRITABLE

Adj. (IR-RI-TAH-BLE) Having or showing a tendency to be easily annoyed or made angry.

The perks of growing up without parental supervision include the fact that Melody was free to do whatever she pleased. Together, her brother and her took up smoking which was one of the "riskiest" things Melody has done. She is easily angered, especially when told what to do. The only person who seemed to have control over what Melody did was her brother. Since no one ever put any boundaries on what she was allowed to do and she was never punished for doing things she wasn't allowed to do, she grew used to the idea that she was simply allowed to do and say as she pleased.



RECKLESS

Adj. (REK-LES) Utterly unconcerned about the consequences of ones actions.

This goes hand-in-hand with her a lot of other traits because she's usually reckless when she's hurt or angry. There is a very odd type of recklessness within Melody which would be the selfless type, meaning she is reckless when it comes to herself in general. Her carelessness often finds her nothing but trouble, not that she minds much as long as it has nothing to do with facing a zombie.



TORPID

Adj. (TOR-PIH-D) Mentally or physically inactive, Lethargic.

Seriously speaking, it may be a zombie apocalypse but Melody was raised in a home where she didn't have to lift a finger to do anything. If she failed a class, she'd just pay off her teachers for a grade-switch. Melody didn't go to the gym like most girls her age nor did she stop eating to lose weight, she simply didn't care. She thought she was fine the way she looked, or rather she convinced herself that she looked great in order to not do exercise in general. She hates doing any kind of work or having to put too much effort into something. This is obviously a negative trait that often comes back to bite her in the a** but really, who would've said "Oh, let me work out and stay in shape in case there's a zombiepocalyse tomorrow."?

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PHYSICAL


FACE

Melody's hair is pitch black and cut into layers. Her bangs are slightly uneven, sometimes falling into her eyes. She used to take very good care of it but since she's barely even had time to shower, it's recently very messy and tangled. She still does what she can to keep it under control, brushing it with her fingers or anything she can get her hands on that at least resembles a brush. She rarely picks it up, not liking the way her ears look when they're all exposed like that. Inherited from her father, Melody has light brown eyes. They're often glazed over with disinterest. She narrows them a lot when upset even if it isn't specifically towards someone. When she cries, her eye color changes to a darker shade of brown; borderline black. The shape of her eyes are very round and deep-set, sometimes hooded with exhaustion or laziness. Melody has high cheek-bones, usually very rosy in contrast to her milky white skin. Her lips are rather plump and full, naturally pale. She often colors them dark red or brown to make them stand out more.



BODY

Like her mother, Melody has curves to spare. Since she never really got around to doing exercise, she never turned her spare meat into actual muscle. Thankfully, due to a fast metabolism, she never grew to be over-weight. Melody has a nice hourglass figure, greatly complimented by the clothes she wears. She isn't the kind of girl that complains about her looks either, she's very proud and loves everything about herself. Even if told otherwise, she's convinced it's just jealousy speaking. She doesn't stand very tall, only at five feet and six inches, but she says that it only makes her look cuter. She weighs give-or-take about one-hundred and thirty pounds, which she insists that it's her bust and a** that add those extra ten pounds.



TATTOOS

When she was eighteen years old, she got her first and only tattoo with her older brother. He obviously didn't get a matching one, saying that hers was too girly. Staying true to her rich-b***h self, she got a small chain tattooed across the front of her thigh with a charm of the Chanel logo hanging off of it. After her, her brother got a music note on the back of his right shoulder.



PIERCINGS

Besides the typical piercing on each lobe practically every female gets, Melody has a second piercing on her right ear. She usually keeps that spare earring as a stud while the other two are small hoops. She has a strange paranoia about her holes closing up over time so she only takes off her earrings to bathe so they won't get rusted, most people don't even take this into account considering it isn't even something people pay much attention to.

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TASTES


LIKES

Melody always enjoyed lazying around and wasting time and not even wasting time online or watching television, just sitting around and staring at the ceiling. She loved to get lost in thought, especially while listening to music. Even if she wasn't very into her brothers' music (who thoroughly enjoyed psychedelic rock from the sixties and seventies), she listened to it regardless. Melody is very picky in general about the things she likes. Besides spending time by herself, she also loved trying on the many outfits her mother buys for her. She would often wear the clothes sloppily around her house, since she never went anywhere. She would also love putting on make-up and fixing her hair around and roleplaying. As a young girl, Melody would tell her parents to call her by different names and convince them to give her titles like 'Princess' or 'Agent'. Melody loves it when people refer to her respectfully, feeling somewhat superior or proud.



DISLIKES

Unlike her list of 'Likes', Melody's list of 'Dislikes' is extensive and border-line never-ending. Accompanying her hatred for exercise, Melody also dislikes reading or anything related to learning. She's a general laze, not really finding anything worth the effort. She also really hates getting into fights 'cause she knows she barely has the brain or brawn to stick up for herself. She also hates being bossed around, knowing that no one had that right over her. Getting dirty and sweaty are also at the top of her list of things she dislikes, often doing her best to keep herself refreshed. Even if she got a bit dirty or maybe even chipped a nail, she wouldn't freak out as much as if her actual clothes themselves were stained or dirty. She doesn't like animals or bugs, knowing as a 'fact' that they were all just dirty and helped dirty everything around them. The only animals she might ever agree to accepting as a pet is a bird or fish 'cause they're just fed daily and cleaned once a week. Therefore, they're not much of a hassle. Now, if you think that her dislikes are bad so far ... Don't even get her started on zombies.



FEARS

When Melody was five years old, her brother played a small and childish trick on her that caused her to eternally fear the dark and enclosed spaces. Not going into the enclosed spaces, however, just enclosed spaces in general. When these two are mixed together (i.e: dark and enclosed spaces), they become Melody's biggest fear. She isn't an insomniac but it does cost her trouble to get to bed sometimes, having to force sleeping pills down her throat to be able to get at least four hours of sleep. The only feeling bigger than her hate for zombies is her fear of them. Even though she is one of the most out of shape people in the group, no one hauls a** faster than her the second one of the undead are spotted not too far away.

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A SMALL SURVEY PART ⒈


☑ FAVORITE FOOD

Sushi!



☒ LEAST FAVORITE FOOD

Ribs!



☑ FAVORITE COLOR

Dark Red!



☒ LEAST FAVORITE COLOR

Blue!



☑ FAVORITE FLOWER

White Roses!



☒ LEAST FAVORITE FLOWER

Lilies!



☑ FAVORITE SEASON

Spring!



☒ LEAST FAVORITE SEASON

Autumn!



☑ FAVORITE HOLIDAY

Halloween!



☒ LEAST FAVORITE HOLIDAY

Thanksgiving!



☑ FAVORITE ANIMAL

Birds!



☒ LEAST FAVORITE ANIMAL

Dogs!

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A SMALL SURVEY PART ⒉


BIRTH DATE

December Sixteenth, Nineteen Eighty-Six!



ZODIAC SIGN

Sagittarius!



ZODIAC SYMBOL

♐ The Archer!



RELIGION

Catholic! ( never went to church but she still 'believes'. )



SEXUALITY

Heterosexual!



NATIONALITY

American and Finnish!



BIRTHPLACE

New York City, New York!



LANGUAGES KNOWN

English, Spanish and Finnish! ( Fluent in all three. )



MARITAL STATUS

Single!

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INSIDE HER BACKPACK


FIRST AID KIT

Melody carries around a backpack she had used for school when she was in middle school. This backpack had been prepared for her and her brothers escape but since he split, he left behind the backpack in his rush. Inside that backpack she carries a small white box filled with rather flimsy but helpful first aid equipment. It has a few simple band-aids, a little tube of Neosporin and a bottle of tylenols.



CLOTHES

Sure, people were dying and zombies were roaming the Earth but Melody wasn't going to leave behind her favorite designer clothes. She gathered what she could, three shirts, two shorts, a skirt and a sweater for the cold. None of her shoes fit inside the backpack afterwards, so she was forced to leave those behind.



CIGARETTES

Everyone has their vices and Melody loves smoking. It makes her get a rush. Why? Not even she knows but she loves it. She has three packs of Benson & Hedges Smooth Lights hidden among her clothes, not wanting any nosy people to find them and try and bum one off of her. She also has a bright pink lighter but she carries that in her pockets.



AMMO CAN

This was entirely accidentally but since her brother and her were the two that had been preparing the backpack for their escape after their plot to destroy several zombies surrounding their home, they had added the medium sized box to the bottom of the backpack considering her brother was the only one of the two that knew how to use a gun. Unfortunately, in her brothers rush to escape the house and leave his sister behind he took only the gun and left behind the can in the backpack. Melody isn't even aware of it's existence and only constantly complains about something making her backpack too heavy for it to be carrying such few things.



MAKE-UP BAG

Against her brothers wishes, Melody snuck in her make-up bag in a small pocket of her backpack. She doesn't regret it, considering that every so often she does touch-up's in order to keep herself looking flawless. Even if it bothers the others at times, Melody can't stand to look at her reflection and see herself looking hideous. This often strikes up her sentimental side and always gets the waterworks flowing.

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