RHODES, Emma

[style= text-align: center; text-transform: uppercase;]EMMA LOUISE RHODES

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NAME:Emma Louise Rhodes
AGE:28
GENDER:female
BIRTHDAY: February 28th
OCCUPATION:Civilian Teacher

PLAYBY:Olivia Wilde

MOTHER:Margret Shackler(Where abouts unknown)
FATHERBruce Shackler(deceased)
BROTHERS:--
SISTERS:Annabell-half sister(deceased)
SPOUSE:John Rhodes
CHILDREN:Evelyn Rhodes
EXTENDED FAMILY:--

Emma is petite. Standing at about five foot six, her height is average, but everything else about her is tiny. Her hair is long and dark brown, reaching past her shoulder blades. She usually tames it back into a braid of some sort. Her eyes are a shade of minty green, they are striking yet calm and are almost like a cats. She has sharp lips and the rest of her facial features are soft and without a freckle or blemish. Emma is very leggy, and has some curves in feminine places. Her body is still fit even after having a child, thanks to yoga and Brazilian butt-lift workouts.

Emma had always been the quiet type. Ever since she was little, she knew how to use those eyes of her's to get what she wanted, she didn't need words. It wasn't until high school did she pick up the mouth she needed to stick up for herself, and this was only used if necessary. Most people would consider her a bitch, but this was only because she was quiet and pretty, so of course everyone would think she was better than everyone else... but this was the complete opposite of what she thought. She was always smart and still is today, but she has terrible self esteem. She fears nothing more than losing her child and the man she loves. When angry Emma doesn't like to fight, instead she walks away and tends to clean.

NATIONALITY:American

Emma was born in Kansas, but only lived there for about a year. She knew nothing about the place other than the pictures she had seen later on in life. She lived a lot of places, since she'd been doing it all her life it never seemed to bother her. Emma was the creation of a run away love. Her father had been married to another woman, but had something on the side.. which was Emma's mother. Margret had gotten pregnant by accident and soon Bruce had up and left his home to live with Margret. Soon Bruce divorced from his previous wife, and in her rage she started to abuse the child they had together.

Emma was four when her half sister moved in with them. Annabelle was sixteen at the time and angry. Because of Emma, her life was ruined, her parents were split and she had gotten abused mentally and physically by her mother. While they moved from state to state while her father tried to find steady work as a teacher, Emma's mother found work as a ceramic's teacher in local schools. Annabelle treated Emma like dirt and always would. Emma had stayed quiet, always holding her tongue while her sister put her down every chance she'd gotten. She'd even remembered the night They're father and Anna were fighting, and loudly. Anna was seventeen and Emma was five. She stormed up the steps to the room they were forced to share for the time being, threw things into a bag cursing and grumbling. Anna left that night, continuing to blame Emma for ruining her life.

The young girl was a beauty, even at her young age. She grew up moving from place to place, but never turning out to be as bitter as her older half sister. Her father loved her more than anything and Emma knew she was her daddy's little girl.

Emma was fifteen when the news came that Annabelle had died of a drug overdose. She had been in California at the time living pretty much in the streets. Emma remembered the funeral still to this day, she couldn't even look at her sister the same way. She was so different, and still looked like she died hating the world. Her father was never the same after that, he knew he failed at raising one of his children.. so he threw whatever he had left into raising Emma to be something different than his first child.

Emma flew through high school and was in her first year of college, a very expensive college that her father was paying for because he wanted her to be great. She was getting her business degree and planned to open up a bridal shop. At the end of her first year when her father had gotten into a massive car accident. She came home from New York to her current home in Virginia to see her father. He was in critical condition, and had slipped into a coma before she could get to him. She stayed with him for as long as possible, but he wouldn't wake up and before she knew it, her next semester in school was starting.

Need less to say, her father was still in a coma when she met John. He was her rock and helped her get through school. She had dated other men before, but none like John. She agreed to marry him after she graduated, he was just what she needed. Emma's dad finally was taken off life support in between the period where she was engaged and her wedding. Emma cried and cried, she loved her father like any daughter should. John was there to get her through, and she soon was finding out she was pregnant.

Things seemed to changed after that. She was happy, they were happy. The little family they had was going perfectly... and then John was just never around. Evelyn had been born and within the past year all John and Emma had been doing was fighting. He seemed more interested in work than spending time with his wife and child, and that was starting to wear away at Emma. She didn't work, she stayed home with her baby, she felt useless. Spending her father's hard earned money only to be sitting at home cleaning.

To make matters worse, they barely made it out of D.C. alive when the virus got out. She still didn't know if her mother was alive, John had lost his job and now wasn't making anything. Instead he risked his life everyday by hunting down the monsters outside of the haven they now lived in.