The radio tower was tempting - oh so tempting. There were hoards of undead hanging around and he wrestled with his fight or flight instinct for what seemed like hours. But there was a chance he could speak to someone else and that helped him overcome his feet. He waited until it was dark and went with limited supplies. He crawled on his belly, hid behind trees and waited perfectly still at times.
It paid off because he managed to arrive undetected.
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Injury: Dislocated shoulder. The joint is inflamed. He is unable to move the arm and it hands limply at his side unless he cradles it. Character's name: Elliot Orford Character's faction: Mall Character's journal link:[_] Character's survival stats: [_] BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER Elliot is tall (6'0") with a slim, athletic but doesn't need to work out cause he's that kind of a*****e build. His hair is light brown and is long enough to tie back and he wears it in a man bun (no ragrets). Often seen with a dopey grin.
Inside the tower was dark but when he reached the top there was dim lighting available. He wished he hadn't come - it seemed this was going to be a waste of time. He had /no/ idea where he was going to start. He picked a wire at random and plugged it in. He managed to get a sound, but it was static at first. He fiddled with the cord a bit and then it blasted through the tower.
Elliot jumped backed and to his dismay he discovered it was only a pre-recorded message. He pulled the wire out - he wasn't sure if the infected heard it out there but he didn't want to stick around to find out. He snuck back the way he came and headed back to base.
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Character's name: Elliot Orford Character's faction: Mall Character's journal link:[_] Character's survival stats: [_] BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER Elliot is tall (6'0") with a slim, athletic but doesn't need to work out cause he's that kind of a*****e build. His hair is light brown and is long enough to tie back and he wears it in a man bun (no ragrets). Often seen with a dopey grin.
