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 Posted: Wed Sep 16, 2015 8:52 pm
 [ DAY ZERO JOURNAL LOG ENTRY ]
Character ID number: 51
Link to your character's survival stats (minis) profile: View
Faction: Apartment
Rank: Tenent
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Posted: Wed Sep 16, 2015 9:53 pm
 Lorena Montfort Character Name: Lorena Montfort
Age: 30
Gender: Female
Employment: Housewife / unemployed, she has a degree in confectionary
Faction: District 3 Apartments
Character description: Lorena's attire is eminently sensible. Her clothes are always clean, her hair always neatly out of the way except on special occasions, and her shoes are always comfortable. She has pale golden skin and deep brown eyes. Her hair is curly but not wild and a dark brown. She has excellent posture and she's probably one of those people who can carry books on their head.
In the case of Lorena you can definitely judge her by her looks. She is deeply sensible and proud of her appearance but not to the extent of vanity. In fact, her sensibility robs her of vanity and of arrogance because it is eminently sensible to realize that you are not the centre of the universe or uncommonly beautiful. She is, on the surface, astoundingly boring. She doesn't seem to have faults. Then you spend more time with her and you realize, that's because her faults are deeply sensible as well.
See, she doesn't understand people because people are not sensible. It makes her, a bit dense, too honest and blunt, to the point where she doesn't understand when people are lying to her. She takes everything at face value because why would anyone lie? Strangely enough for a woman who doesn't understand lying, she has a surprisingly dry sense of humor and a deep empathy for others. She knows that things are not just black and white just as she knows her own moral code.
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Posted: Thu Sep 17, 2015 7:10 pm
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Posted: Thu Sep 17, 2015 7:14 pm
Roleplay Code [spoiler][quote="OOC"][b][ Infection Rate ][/b]: 30 /100
[b]Character's name:[/b] Lorena Montfort
[b]Character's faction:[/b] Apartments
[b]Character's journal link:[/b] [url=http://www.gaiaonline.com/guilds/viewtopic.php?t=24794419]HERE[/url]
[b]Character's survival stats: [/b] [url=http://www.thesporkedken.com/adopt/dayzerouser.php?act=profile&user=51]View[/url]
[b]BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER[/b] Lorena's attire is eminently sensible. Her clothes are always clean, her hair always neatly out of the way except on special occasions, and her shoes are always comfortable. She has pale golden skin and deep brown eyes. Her hair is curly but not wild and a dark brown. She has excellent posture and she's probably one of those people who can carry books on their head.[/quote]
[quote="HERE YOU SHOULD QUOTE ANYONE YOU ARE TALKING TO"][/quote]
[quote="QUOTE MORE PEOPLE IF YOU ARE TALKING OT THEM"][/quote]
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Posted: Thu Sep 17, 2015 7:15 pm
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Posted: Thu Sep 17, 2015 7:21 pm
Umbrella Count - Ranking 5 umbrellas - Squatter
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10 umbrellas - Roommate
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15 umbrellas - Tenant
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20 umbrellas - Resident
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?? umbrellas - ???
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Total Count
31
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Posted: Thu Sep 17, 2015 7:21 pm
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Posted: Thu Sep 17, 2015 7:23 pm
Inventory
Needle x1
Radio x1
Chips x1
Beer x1
Neosporin x1
Parka x1
Towel x1
Water bottle x1
Knife x1
Thrown away: Moldy potato x1, Kinder Surprise x1, Red Herring x3
Exchanged: Candy x1 | Kinder Surprise x1
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Posted: Thu Sep 17, 2015 7:25 pm
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Posted: Sun Sep 20, 2015 6:18 pm
Gone To Hell “Why are you still up at this time Lorena? It’s ten at night.” Usually she was in bed at eight sharp.
“The bills need to be paid Hurby, if I don’t do this now it’s only reasonable that they start shutting of some of our utilities.” Lorena sighed, looking from bill to bill trying to calculate how much they owed. Even then, it would be no use, she knew well enough they didn’t have the money after Hurby had lost his job. Still, she felt it necessary to try and give them a little, it was the right thing to do.
“Damn it woman! When are you going to understand that we need to keep the money to pay for –“ The lights flickered once and then were out, Lorena sighed again.
“See, I told you.” Problem was, when Lorena looked out the window the whole city was off. “Oh maybe, it’s a city outage?” Hurby huffed, cursed when he knocked into something hard before opening the door to their tiny apartment and speaking with other tenants in the hallway.
Lorena moved closer to the window, looking out. A man stumbles to the ground while another runs past him screaming bloody murder. People have abandoned their cars, running away from other people who seem to be chasing. One woman in particular grabs Lorena’s attention as she latches onto another’s neck and removes pieces of flesh.
“Hurby!” She stumbles away from the window, bumps into the kitchen counter and falls to the ground.
“Lorena, for the love of god, stay put! They’re talking about infected out here, so stay here I’m going to go out and find out what’s going on.” Before she can protest, he closes the door and locks it behind him. Lorena is alone in the darkness, screams echo through the night and fires begin to blaze through the streets. Afraid, she stumbles in the darkness, groping for something to help her up and away from the kitchen. She needed to hide and stay safe. With both hands on the wall, Lorena manages to make it to their bedroom and then shuffles herself under the bed.
Hurby would be back any time now.
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Posted: Thu Sep 24, 2015 12:39 pm
Objective 4 - Zone One Lorena wanted to cry. Sure this whole end of the world by zombies hadn’t started out well, lots of deaths, zombies, Hurby going missing… But it had become somewhat better right? She had survived and that’s something a lot of people or zombies could say they’d done! It was something to be positive about. Plus, she’d met a bunch of lovely people Durza and Pomela among the few she could name. Honestly, she hadn’t met this many in such a long time. It was fun and exciting and as long as she had food and water she felt that things were going to be okay. Things couldn’t get worst right?
Oh but of course they could! Now they had to go out into what people were referring to as Zone One. Lorena hadn’t wanted to go and given a choice she would have stayed home curled in her apartment. But she couldn’t if their building wasn’t fixed up then they would die out there. So Lorena went out and had to get blasted to hell and back hitting her head in the process and closing her sight. There had been nothing as scary as losing her sight in a place full of menacing dead walking people that she couldn’t see.
At least she had Pomelo and Durza with her, still she hadn’t wanted to hinder them and there was still so much to do before she could return to the apartments.
Lorena wanted Hurby back, she wanted her sight back, but most of all she wanted her old life back.
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