<spoiler=Yasei>Name: Dana "Yasei" Nakamura
Age: 23
Gender: Female
Personality: Laid back most of the time, but can easily become energetic and enthusiastic when motivated. It doesn't take much to motivate her either, and she prefers remaining optimistic rather than breaking down and crying. She can't stand negative people or whining, it gets on her nerves. Dana doesn't have an endless reserve of energy though, which is why she tries to remain calm normally. She likes quoting lyrics from songs when speaking.
Appearance: Dana is of asian heritage, but was born in California in the US, to a japanese father and an american mother. Her body is well trained and muscular, with quite large arms, but not in a way that it looks unnatural. She keeps her long blue hair back with a black bandana, which has the band name "Inspired plague" written in white letters across it. Dana wears a black sleeveless shirt, which arms has been cut off. Her pants are grey regular jeans, with a couple of large chains attached to them. She also has rocker boots and a short leather jacket, with her band name written on the back, over an image of a plague doctor's mask, with a red snake slithering through its eyes. She is 170 cm, with green eyes and asian looking facial features.
Notable Skills: She can speak japanese and english fluently, and knows some german too, not nearly as much, but she can get by when talking with others. Dana can drive a variety of vehicles and has licenses for most of them. The ones she has driving licenses for are cars, motorcycles and lorries. Her occupation before the outbreak was as a drummer in the band Inspired Plague, and whenever she had time she would practice her drumming, which drove her family crazy at times during her teens.
Weapons: A baseball bat and katana strapped to her backpack.
Gear/Miscellany: Two pair of drumsticks, a lockpick toolkit, a package of batteries, two bottles of water, a backpack, a large bag of weed, some chicken sandwiches, headphones and an mp3 that runs on batteries.
Bio: She was born in California, to a wealthy family. Her mother was a surgeon and her father was the CEO of an international company, that made cars. As such, money was never a problem for her and she had a spoiled childhood at the family's mansion. Her family consisted of her two older brothers, a couple of guard dogs and a butler. The family's butler spent more time with the children than their parents, who were both busy working.
Dana went to a private school, that her parents paid for, but she rarely felt motivated to study. The only subjects she actually enjoyed were music and language. She was taught Japanese and English, from an early age, on her parents request, but later chose to study German as well. The reason she chose to study german was because of Rammstein, one of her top thirty bands.
Despite learning three languages, the songs she tried to write often fell short. The lyrics were no good, or had no real emotion to them. They might be grammatically correct, but that didn't make them better than people who believed in what they wrote or had experienced a lot in their lives. Her sheltered life as the daughter of wealthy parents had limited her ability to write.
It frustrated her, and she took out most of her frustration while drumming instead. She had enough anger for her parents absence, their dislike of her choice to study music and the world in general, to drum for years during her teens. It was her rebellious period, but it did end up making her a great drummer. She didn't care about any other instruments or that she couldn't write towards the end, instead Dana would spend most of her waking time drumming or working out. Practice makes perfect, and she needed the energy she got from working out to be able to drum for longer.
Her brothers both went to universities, to study, but Dana had no real interest in doing so. She was eventually forced to by her parents, but they compromised and she ended up studying music and language again. It wasn't the best university, as her parents didn't want to waste money on such an education, but she did meet her future band members at her new school.
Their lead singer, an older boy who came from a troubled background and wrote most of their songs, which Dana would later edit. The two female guitarists, who were sisters and did basically everything together. The introverted bassist, who didn't speak much, but certainly knew how to play his instrument.
None of them completed their education, as they went on a roadtrip during the summer vacation to tour the country. They were unknown at the start of their trip, but towards the end they had gained a smaller fanbase. A record company offered them a contract when they got back home, and after their first album, which became a hit within the metal community, they went on to tour North America on larger stages. They also toured Europe at one point and were on their second tour of North America, when the outbreak happened.
Her father bought her a Hennesy Venom 1000, when she turned eighteen and had a driver's license. He figured it would fit his daugther, even if her mother didn't approve entirely. It created a much stronger bond between them, as Dana suddenly got an interest in cars. She talked with her father more, and got him to pay for her to learn how to drive more than cars.
She's gotten caught two times for speeding and one time for road rage. She spent some nights in prison because of it, but her family bailed her out every time, and it was lucky that no one ever got badly hurt.
Dana got separated from her band when the outbreak happened, which she suspects might have gotten killed by now. She found an abandoned lorry and used it to escape from Boston, mowing down a shitload of zombies in her wake, while blaring Iron Maiden loudly in the lorries speaker, with open windows. Whoever had owned it before the outbreak had a good taste in music.
The truck eventually broke down, somewhere between Pittsburgh and Columbus. She had little knowledge of how to repair the vehicles she drove, and couldn't do much. She's been making her way back home to California, but it's been going slow since she lost her truck. Most of the items she's currently carrying she's scavenged from dead bodies, except for the headphones, drumsticks and her katana, which she originally bought as a joke to appear more badass. It's of good quality though. The mp3 was a lucky break for her, as her own didn't run on batteries and finding something to charge it with was nigh impossible after the outbreak. Batteries were easier. She thought that the lockpick toolkit she found would come in handy, but still hasn't figured out how to use it properly.
