Anne

Residing in an abandoned shelter in the Mojave, far enough out to be left alone but close enough to be reminded of the mannerisms of humanity, Anne is stuck for the time being. Her background involves using time and dimensional travel as a representative for her homeland, but unfortunately, not in fixing the technology on which she has come to rely. Until she figures out how to fix what remains of her original work equipment (contained conveniently in a green suitcase), she’s stuck watching the desert sky for any signs of someone reaching out to her from home.

She likes cheap coffee, empty buses, the night, sudoku, and silence. Endless silence. 

She dislikes balmy weather, sand, coconut, soggy french fries, motels, sunglasses, and large, seemingly endlessly open spaces.

Anne was directly inspired by WTNV when I was 14 and is still somewhat influenced by that and my experiences of coming of age in Las Vegas and the surrounding area.