<p style="text-align: left;">Name: Nina Grimes</p>
<p style="text-align: left;">Age: 27</p>
<p style="text-align: left;">Occupation: Clam Convenience Clerk</p>
<p style="text-align: left;">Birthplace: Silver Lake, Oregon</p>
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<p style="text-align: left;">Nina's Story</p>
<p style="text-align: left;">Nina Grimes was born lonely. Silver Lake, small enough to be considered an "unincorporated community," was basically just a trailer park on the side of a seldom-used dirt road in rural Oregon. Her parents, Dave and Pam Grimes, were no angels and often chose to use drugs and pass out for days at a time, leaving Nina to her own devices at an age as young as 4 years old.</p>
<p style="text-align: left;">Nina's father, Dave, was unemployed and on Social Security/Disability benefits due to a back injury he gained in his youth. He took this opportunity to abuse drugs and use his injury as a perfect excuse.</p>
<p style="text-align: left;">Her mother, Pam, worked at Silver Lake's only store, only making enough money to pay a portion of the utility bill every month, which lead to several water and power shut-offs in Nina's youth. Nina learned to boil water for baths and got really good at lighting matches to see in the dark. She taught herself all these skills, because the money that Pam got from working at the store (that should have been used to pay the bills) was being used to purchase heroin and pills.</p>
<p style="text-align: left;">Nina dropped out of high school just a year shy of graduation, running away to Portland to be a dancer. She was able to meet several loyal clients and save enough money to move to Seattle after just 3 years. However, her time in Seattle was short-lived, as she was almost the victim of a local serial killer at the time, barely escaping with her life.</p>
<p style="text-align: left;">After moving back to Portland, she became the owner's assistant at her old club for a short time. That job ended when the club was raided by the FBI for suspected money laundering and drug trafficking.</p>
<p style="text-align: left;">Finding herself out of a job and unable to afford rent at her apartment, Nina decided to do one of her favorite things: "Get real fuckin' drunk and make a life-altering decision." She sold all her furniture, left a note for her landlord, said goodbye to her friends and got on a bus to the farthest place she could find... which so happened to be Louisiana.</p>
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<p style="text-align: left;">Nina's Physical Characteristics</p>
<p style="text-align: left;">Hair color: Black</p>
<p style="text-align: left;">Eye color: Brown</p>
<p style="text-align: left;">Ethnicity: White</p>
<p style="text-align: left;">Nina has many tattoos and often wears dark, gothic makeup. She speaks in what she likes to call a "trailer park accent," also known as the cot-caught merger. She also, for example, pronounces words like "egg" as "aygg."</p>
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<p style="text-align: left;">Nina's Personality</p>
<p style="text-align: left;">Nina likes to say that the apple doesn't fall far from the tree. Addiction runs in the family, after all. She loves to drink beer, smoke cigarettes, get really stoned, and will occasionally experiment with hallucinogens.</p>
<p style="text-align: left;">She has a difficult time taking things seriously, using humor as a coping mechanism throughout the entirety of her life. However, due to PTSD from the FBI raid on the club she was working at, she sometimes freezes and fawns in the presence of guns or other weapons, using her charm and charisma to win the affection of the attacker.</p>
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<p style="text-align: left;">A Quote from Nina</p>
<p style="text-align: left;">"Hey folks, my name's Nina. I'm 27, I like to get fucked up and I like to laugh at stupid shit. I'm also a real nice lady, I promise. You haven't had fun until you've shotgunned a Coors Light with a goth chick in a dimly lit trailer park. Hahaha, fuck, seriously though. I'm a loyal friend and I love my people with all my heart. A real ride or die. I got a butterfly knife and I'm real good at stabbin'. Hahaha! Nah, nah, I swear I'm mostly bark. Just a liiiiittle bit of bite... if ya nasty. Pfft, haha, yeah I guess I'm kinda slutty too. But, shit, I'm only gonna be in my twenties for a couple more years. Might as well get some action while I still got a nice ass."</p>