Like most of my stories, I created the setting for a book. Many of the events are set all over the former United States, with particular yet-unselected cities serving as hubs (both in plot and socioeconomical sense) due to presense there of established communities with proper defenses and resource distribution.

While many of the characters are yet to be fleshed out, I can tell you about one who has a plotline of her own (the book is meant to consist of several intertwining plotlines).

Her name is Agatha Black Sun - at least, that's what she presents herself as to others. She's a white girl adopted into a fairly-rich (middle class) Native American family, before they finally happened to have a child born naturally. She's pale, has black hair and an aquilline nose. Trained by her father with many a method of survival, she's among rare few in the US capable of surviving and thriving (as much as one can) through the end of the world as we know it: endurant, strong, quick and dexterous, she was as if born for this.

Agatha had to leave her family - who can fend for themselves in their small town, mind you - in order to find her little brother who was swept up by the contamination forces before the bombs dropped, meaning that there's a chance of his survival somewhere in the US. She travels with her dog - a blackish German Shepard, a trained hunting dog as well with whom Agatha grew up - across many a military base and a military compound, with little success: her brother, among other survivors, is either haven't been there or have been transported to a safer location.

As such, with her vertical crossbow, she travels what now constitutes a barely-surviving country, scavenging for supplies as she does.

She's a lesbian, and, despite her stoic exterior (reminiscent of the Native American chiefs), she's a shy girl who has never been in a romantic relationship before. Due to her Asian heritage, she's incapable of processing alcohol efficiently, which leaves her unwilling to take part in drinking it. She's confident, but not talkative when on her way; if she has to, she'd say a few words, very succintly, while in a more relaxed atmosphere she might even open up to you and befriend you. She's not very clever in the academical sense but is certainly capable of surviving through her wits and cunning; she's also a capable, if unskilled, detective, able to piece together where her brother might be held despite lack of specific evidence.

In a wilderness, she's a perfect survivor - if somewhat dragged down by her pale skin - and with the Short War (the bombs falling), came the world she's most versed in. It's the buzzing society of the world we knew that had her stunned and incapable: she'd fail her job interviews miserably because she doesn't understand the code of the corporate, preferring to talk straightly and honestly; most of the girls she met were shallow and stupid, most often because of how they were raised rather than being incapable of becoming otherwise.