Post by ThreeDawg on Aug 31, 2019 12:14:18 GMT -5
General Information
Character Name: Sandra Brown.
Nickname(s): "Sandy".
Race: Human, Vault Resident.
Sex: Female.
Age: 23.
Birthplace: Vault 76, West Virginia.
Physical Appearance
Height: 5'6".
Weight: 148lbs.
Eye Color: Hazel.
Hair Color: Auburn.
Hair Style: Sandy keeps her naturally wavy hair shoulder length, and regularly props it up out of the way in either a bun or ponytail.
Facial Hair: N/A.
Skin Color: Light skinned.
Build: Sandra has an athletic physique, although edging towards the "softer" side through lack of pushing herself physically in recent years.
Distinguishing Features: Sandra has few distinguishing marks, except for a smattering of freckles on her forehead, cheeks and across her upper torso.
Abilities & Equipment
Profession: Radiobiologist, Vault 76.
Skills and Abilities: Sandra is a well-trained Radiobiologist, which means her field of focus is how radiation affects various biological systems, for better or worse. Part of radiobiology involves carefully looking for medical applications, and with that - and the tutelage of her mentor - Sandra has become quite a skilled physician.
With her mother’s military background and occupation as Vault Security, Sandra was taught a number of self-defense techniques - physical and through firearms. Her mother didn’t expect the world to be an easy one once the Vault opened, so she had tired to prepare Sandra for the worst eventuality.
Musically inclined from an early age, Sandra can play a myriad of string instruments, including the piano. While no means an expert, she is capable of performing a number of pieces from memory.
Apparel: Sandra, like all her fellow residents, wears a Vault-Tec issued jumpsuit over Vault-Tec issued underwear with her Vault-Tec issued white lab coat over the top. She has not quite had the time to experiment with Wasteland fashion just yet.
Weaponry: Sandra currently has no weaponry except those she was born with.
Other Possessions: Sandra carries around a Vault-Tec issued backpack, containing with medical supplies and basic rations handed out to Residents on Reclaimation Day. Alongside the survival supplies she also carries a number of notepads, pens, pencils and a stack of blank holotapes. A pair of binoculars hangs from the side of the backpack, along with a Vault 76 branded canteen and a well-read, rolled up, Tesla Science Magazine issue #6. Attached to her lab coat is a hand-held electronic microscope, capable of being plugged into her Pip-Boy 2000 Mark-VI.
Personal Information
Affiliation: Vault 76 Residents, Vault 76 Science Division, Vault 76 Security Division.
Residence: Previously Vault 76.
Religious Belief: Agnostic.
Sexual Preference: Heterosexual, bi-curious.
Companions: Anita Brown, Sandra’s mother and fellow Resident. A Vault 76 Security Officer by trade, an aerospace engineer by profession and Colonel in the United States Air Force.
Prof. Marita Alvarez, Sandra’s mentor and fellow Resident. A Vault physician by trade and a Nobel Laureate microbiologist by profession.
Personality: Sandra chooses to be an optimist, as many Residents do. Her entire outlook on life is based around Reclamation Day and rebuilding America. From an early age this outlook was drilled into her head: it was her purpose, her goal. She was special, to be given this opportunity and to be born at the right time and place to take part. She represented the legacy of civilisation! This, of course, drilled into her a sense of pride and an urge to over-perform. Failure isn’t an option, and she has been known to drive herself to injury in pursuit of a goal. This somewhat reckless behaviour had gotten her into trouble with her more cautious and pragmatic mother.
History
“Hey there little one. No, no don’t cry. Sssh. It’s okay. Welcome to world. Oh yes, you’re going to do so much. We have a big journey ahead of us, don’t we little one? My little Sandra.”
Born two years after the Great War in the winter of 2079, Sandra Brown came into the world as the newest Resident to Vault 76. Her mother, Anita Brown, was a member of Vault 76s security division. Her father, Roger Brown, was a Nuclear Engineer working with the Vault’s maintenance division. The union of Anita and Roger was born in the post-war world too, and it was Anita’s surname that Roger bore. The Brown family had a long and prestigious tradition in West Virginia, and she had intended to bring it with her into the new world.
Life in the Vault for the Brown family was driven for success, and little Sandy, as her parents called her, was pushed from an early age. There were plenty of other children in the Vault, of course, and the environment of challenge and responsibility hoisted on the youngsters led to an intensely competitive spirit. She had to be the best. Her parents fostered interest in all things academic, physical, mechanical and even musical. By six she could play the piano, by nine the violin, by ten her mother had taught her how to accurately shoot a 10mm pistol at 50 meters.
Being surrounded by the best and brightest in the United States meant there was a lot to learn, but she found herself drawn to studies of the remarkable nature of biological systems. Her personal mentor in the subject, Prof. Marita Alvarez, was a Nobel prize winning microbiologist which had been granted for her work in developing a cure for the mosquito-borne Entebbe Virus that had ravaged much of Africa, Asia, South and Central America. Marita helped build the budding Sandra’s study in micro and macro biology, alongside her general Vault-Tec mandated education.
She was 15 when her father died in a freak accident. There hadn’t been many deaths in the Vault, every life is a precious commodity for rebuilding America so every precaution had been taken to ensure little harm came to the community. Her father had been performing one of those precautionary measures, a routine safety check on the Vault’s reactor. A check he’d performed countless times for a system he’d had a lifetime of experience with. The reactor had leaked high-dose radiation, the system had shut off the exit to protect the rest of the Vault and Roger hadn’t taken his Rad-X. A freak accident, Marita had explained. Rad-away only served to ease his passing, but the intense burns and near-total shutdown of his internal systems from the radiation couldn’t be cured with rad-away and stimpaks. He died after a week of intense agony. Anita withdrew into herself, trying to puzzle why and how this could have happened to their family. Sandra withdrew into her studies, and tried to get her head around the mechanics of irradiation, and the damages - cellular mutations - it had caused in her father.
The Generalized Occupational Aptitude Test put her on the right track, apprenticing with the Science division as a Junior Technician. Now working closely with the Science team, Sandra could further her studies as she helped the Science Team deal with their samples and experiments within the Vault. Given leave by Prof. Marita to experiment on a sample of lab mice, Sandra set out to further understand the implications of the irradiation they were likely to encounter on the surface. Her discoveries were astonishing. Mice treated with prolonged, cross-generational, low-dose radioactive isotopes in their food had their DNA mutated in some spectacular ways. Many died, but those that survived changed completely beyond her expectation. Strains emerged that were larger and rat-sized, some were born furless, others born with multiple tails and some with extreme diprosopic parapagus. By the time she was 20, her studies in radiobiology were the talk of the Science division.
Research fizzled out when the mice reached a stable mutation threshold, where further radioactive isotopes either killed too many of the offspring or had no further effect on the mice. Her conclusion was that the highly degraded DNA had settled to a new stable pattern, and her ‘Rad-Mice’ had functionally speciated. A process that would otherwise take millenia had taken three years, Mus novus had settled as a distinct species and would no longer breed with non-mutated mice. In fact, Mus novus proved highly competitive with their ancestral species and aggressively displaced them. Any further study had been delayed along with the opening day of the Vault, which had already passed two years ago.
Sandra has waited for Reclamation Day for her whole life, but now she has a purpose. She must continue her study. What has changed on the surface, what were the mechanisms, how can it be put to use in furthering the survival of humanity in a new world?
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