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The Walking Dead
Charlotte or Lottie Marlow was your average twenty-seven year old before the apocolypse took place. But after, she became a ruthless, cold blooded killer towards the undead. Although she would never harm another human being, she believed that if they were to do wrong to her, she would do wrong to them. Trust is earned not given. Lottie ran her whole exsistenc on this quote. She believed that if someone where to really want to survive by her side, they would follow through and give her a reason to trust them. Lottie was always a loner, and during the apocolypse it was no different. She liked the soldarity of being alone and the advantage it gave her over the undead. Quietness is key to the apocolyptic world. The more you stay quite and unseen, the higher your chance of survival is. Or so Charlotte thought...
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