Zoe goes by Bracken for multiple reasons. Primary among them is she thinks it sounds a hell of a lot cooler than Zoe.
Looking at her, you get the impression of a rather bright, small gecko (Yes, sticky fingerpads and all), with a bit of an attitude.
That aside, she has a habit of finding the hardcore parties, where it's best not to swap names, lest the police find you later, and alcohol dissapears like it's going out of style.
You know the kind. The kind where the neighborhood can't sleep for the thump of bassy techno, young creatures of all kinds flocking to the one house, decending upon it for a weekend of craven indulgence... and then fleeing, leaving chaos and passed out bodies amidst the rubbish.
All of this is beside the point. When Bracken goes partying, she goes the full monty. Fishnet vest, reflective, radioactive-green jeans with reflective tape all over, glowsticks, uv-body-paint, the whole lot. Sometimes, she just dresses like that for the hell of it, too.
That said, though she dresses brightly, she's a definable tomboy, and wears pants or shorts. Oft is the case that, should she be in "casual" wear, it's jeans, bright t-shirt, and bangles and necklaces.
One thing, however, that Zoe is extremely proud of? Her "hair". Really synthetic fibers implanted in her skull, it nontheless reaches past her waist in a floppy Mohican usually slanted to one side, and always dyed some bright colour... currently startling green.
In fact, that's her current theme, it seems. Olive drab shirt, green striped jeans, green painted nails and bangles aplenty... along with a set of headphones near-constantly hung around her neck or over her head, usually pumping some form of techno. Those with sensitive ears best avoid trying them on, too...
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