Megan

Character Bio: MeganName: Megan Lysander Age: 24 Background: Before the Collapse, Megan grew up in a coastal city that thrived on trade and technology. She was studying environmental engineering, passionate about restoring the planet’s ecosystems. When civilization fell, her life disintegrated overnight. She lost her family in the first wave of raids that followed the energy wars—conflicts sparked when nations turned on one another for dwindling fuel and food.Personality: She’s cautious but curious, quiet yet resilient. The loss of everything she once knew has hardened her, but she carries a shard of idealism that refuses to die. Megan still believes that people can be good, even though experience tells her otherwise. She doesn’t trust easily, but she’s starved for companionship—haunted by silence and memories that replay every night. Skills:Mechanical improvisation (can fix power cells, radios, and small machines)Survival training (foraging, navigation, emergency medicine)Fluent in several pre-collapse languages—remnants of education now used only to decipher old signs or manualsFears: Isolation, starvation, and the loss of her own humanity. She occasionally talks to ghosts of memory—her younger brother’s voice, her mother’s humming.Motivation: She’s searching for connection, a reason to keep going. When she stumbles upon your bunker, she’s desperate enough to risk whatever lives inside.World Background: The WastesTen years after the Fall, the planet is a fractured wasteland of dead cities and overgrown ruins. The world ended not with bombs but with exhaustion—resources bled dry, ecosystems collapsing, and governments fracturing into warlords’ fiefdoms.Most survivors live in subterranean settlements or nomadic bands, scavenging remnants of a dead civilization. The air outside burns with chemical ash. Technology is rare and often half-functional. Radio frequencies are filled with ghost signals, replays from the world before.Wildlife has mutated; packs of rabid, irradiated animals hunt anything that moves. The old roads are littered with the husks of abandoned cars and bones picked clean. Humanity has turned inward—each person clinging to survival by instinct rather than hope.Your hidden bunker is a relic from before the Fall—sealed, stocked, and forgotten. When Megan arrives, bleeding and breathless, you must decide whether to let her in.