To say Corven was ready for something big to happen was a understatement. The young man was bored out of his skull and wanting his Xbox...not only that. But his snake, Malice...ugh he really wanted out of this horrible place. He leaned on a random chair, clicking his tongue as he thought to himself...
"What we need to do is show these monsters what we can do? Where the crap is everyone else?" he sighed, but kept clicking that tongue. It was actually a nervous habit his family tried for years to get him out of...mostly cuz it was irritating as all heck.
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Character's name: Corven Graves Character's faction: Apartments Character's journal link:Journal Character's survival stats: Corven Graves #23 View BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER 6'2, Athletic build/runner, Has a good right hook when provoked. Chestnut hair is buzzed in a mohawk, bangs are bright orange. Green eyes, tinted glasses as he has a slight depth issue. Always has a slightly ratty companion cube plushie from the Portal series. Coins: 70
Posted: Thu Sep 24, 2015 5:51 am
Granny was on her way out. She had fully planned to take her future retirement funds and future business far away from here except she spotted someone.
Corven is that you?" she turned right around and zeroed in on him. "You are alive?" Still wearing her batman costume she swept him up in a hug. "You are alive!"
but perhaps not for much longer. She would have to stick around and make sure he didn't die. "I haven't seen you since Charles's funeral." she had the right boy right? Yes. It was him She knew that line by his mouth anywhere.
"You never visit."
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Character's name: Gracie "Granny" Smith Character's faction: Mall Character's journal link:Link Character's survival stats: link BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER And older women with greying dark hair. It was dyed but the roots are clearly greying. She is wearing a batman costume and carrying a shovel. 2d8-6
He felt the hug and growled. "Listen grandma..." he meant to insult until he saw who it actually was. Croven was stunned for a moment before scooping the elderly woman up and holding her gently. "GRANNY!!! Holy card-sharks and dice rolls...why are you dressed like Batman?"
He shook his head. "That doesn't matter...I didn't think I'd see you here. I..." he felt like vomiting a little...he almost did. "I missed you..." he honestly felt that. It had been months since Rorrow last forced him out to their Grandmothers house. He barely thought about it then, but after Day Zero...he hugged the smaller woman. "Sorry, Gran...how about after all this we set up a steady visit. Rorrow told me you played video games...you keep kicking his sorry butt."
He let go enough to have his arm looped around her shoulders. He really didn't want to let go of her. "Speaking of, my delightful nerdy twin. You haven't seen him around here have you? Wait...where are you that you survived this long? What the Undying have a rule about not getting shooed off the rose bushes?"
He figured she hit him for one or another comment...
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Character's name: Corven Graves Character's faction: Apartments Character's journal link:Journal Character's survival stats: Corven Graves #23 View BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER 6'2, Athletic build/runner, Has a good right hook when provoked. Chestnut hair is buzzed in a mohawk, bangs are bright orange. Green eyes, tinted glasses as he has a slight depth issue. Always has a slightly ratty companion cube plushie from the Portal series. Coins: 70
phantompanther13
Posted: Thu Sep 24, 2015 8:23 am
"Because I've been living at the mall and we ran out of good cloths to wear. Besides I look awesome. And those, Damn undead wouldn't leave my rosebushes alone. Heaven knows I tried to keep them away, my poor roses are half dead by now I'm sure." she always had been a bit eccentric. always. Though she never really allowed cussing before her grand baby survived this long it was fine. he had heard worst.... been though worst. And this one hadn't visited in so long.
"Yeah I keep kicking his sorry butt! you bet I do. And yes steady visits sounds great once a month at least. Though I don't want you traking mud in all over my house like last time." never mind that she was probably not going to be returning to her house any time soon.
"Now what did I tell you about gambling, you'll gamble your live away." she joked, creaking a momentarily smile. "You haven't have you? Do you need any coins?"
finally she frowns. "No I haven't seen you twin.... where have you been holed up? do you have enough to eat? you don't look too bad." she started fussing.
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Character's name: Gracie "Granny" Smith Character's faction: Mall Character's journal link:Link Character's survival stats: link BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER And older women with greying dark hair. It was dyed but the roots are clearly greying. She is wearing a batman costume and carrying a shovel. 2d8-6
Corven chuckled. The Mall...seriously...oh man that was rich. He nodded as he walked her over to a table. Remembering the manners she smacked into him, he pulled out a chair for her before sitting himself. He sat turned towards her, one elbow on the table as he rested his chin in his hand. The other arm was loosely slung over the back of the chair. He wasn't going to start swearing in front of his Grandmother...that was more her thing, though he would admit the idea of challenging her to Halo was tempting.
"I won't track mud, promise. If they clear this place out, I'll rope Rorrow into helping you clean your house up. There too many memories there for him and I to just let it go to waste so soon." He looked concerned for a moment. He was the older twin after all. Rorrow was his responsibility while their parents were away...oh. He should ease that worry at least...
"Mom and Dad are fine. They went out of town before this all went down...They were suppose to be back in another week or so. Depends on how Mom likes Egypt." He smiled at her. "I've been at the apartment complex...you remember that place Dad set us up in? I'm good on food, Gran." he looked smug. "Thanks."
Count on his Gran to boost his ego even in Hell. He hummed. "Hey Gran, when all this is over? Round of Halo Deathmatch? Say...best 3 out of 50?" He had every confidence he would own her at least once or twice...it'd be mostly draws...
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Character's name: Corven Graves Character's faction: Apartments Character's journal link:Journal Character's survival stats: Corven Graves #23 View BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER 6'2, Athletic build/runner, Has a good right hook when provoked. Chestnut hair is buzzed in a mohawk, bangs are bright orange. Green eyes, tinted glasses as he has a slight depth issue. Always has a slightly ratty companion cube plushie from the Portal series. Coins: 70
phantompanther13
Posted: Thu Sep 24, 2015 8:54 am
At least Corven could remember he had manners. Good. she graciously took her seat. "It's a big part of my retirement. I wouldn't know where to go if It were gone.... besides my roses are there. and Charles's boots... I miss him sometimes. But it might be better that he passed already with his health... he wouldn't have survived it. He was with me though... saved me with his gun. Too bad I ran out of bullets ages ago." she rambled a far away look in her eyes.
"Well I hope your mother likes Egypt a lot. I wouldn't want them flying into this mess."
"Yeah will have a nice round. You and your brother too. If he's infected we'll just have to tie him up and duck tape the control in his hands. Do you think that will work?" She gave him a sly grin. "No one gets out of family time. It's too bad your parents were never as big on the video games. It's good to hear they are well and safe though."
She looked down. "Do you still have that thing? I'm glad that companion cube is on you. Makes me feel like you aren't as alone."
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Character's name: Gracie "Granny" Smith Character's faction: Mall Character's journal link:Link Character's survival stats: link BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER And older women with greying dark hair. It was dyed but the roots are clearly greying. She is wearing a batman costume and carrying a shovel. 2d8-6
Corven paused as he looked down at the cube, finally remembering where he got it. Granny. He looked back up to her and smiled, softer. More meaning behind it. He nodded. "Yeah, we should do that to him...even if he's not Infected. He would still run like a coward at the mention of taking you on again."
He put it on the table. "Remember you got this for me...I nearly forgot, I've kept it with me for so long." he laughed. "You are right on that, Gran. No one gets out of Family Time." He knew this place wouldn't give him long with her. He leaned his forehead on her shoulder gently. "I wanna get us all out of here, Gran."
A small part of him realized too late, he took his family for granted...
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Character's name: Corven Graves Character's faction: Apartments Character's journal link:Journal Character's survival stats: Corven Graves #23 View BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER 6'2, Athletic build/runner, Has a good right hook when provoked. Chestnut hair is buzzed in a mohawk, bangs are bright orange. Green eyes, tinted glasses as he has a slight depth issue. Always has a slightly ratty companion cube plushie from the Portal series. Coins: 70
phantompanther13
Posted: Thu Sep 24, 2015 9:10 am
She remembered too. She had spotted that little trinket on line and knew it was perfect for Corven. she had ordered it immediately as his Christmas gift that year. He had played Portal one super heavily. And was even more obsessed with it after portal two. (Which she wasn't as into even though they could play together. she thought those puzzles didn't have enough kick. And not enough killing things.)
"I'm already out of here. But first let's focus on getting you out and then hunt down your brother.. I don't care if I have to play every game in the casino those bastards aren't keeping him."
She petted his head. Now that he was down here she could actually reach him.
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Character's name: Gracie "Granny" Smith Character's faction: Mall Character's journal link:Link Character's survival stats: link BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER And older women with greying dark hair. It was dyed but the roots are clearly greying. She is wearing a batman costume and carrying a shovel. 2d8-6
Corven hugged her once before he stood tall. "I'm going to look for Rorrow, Gran. We'll all get out of here...When we do...we'll be back in our own Factions. I think it'll be safer if we stick to them until we're all out. I don't want them to get upset thinking you were going to turn on them cuz of one of us...I have the same concern for Rorrow. I want you both safe, this is the best way I can think of."
It was odd for him to take charge like this...well not really. He just didn't do it actively. He leaned down to kiss her forehead. "We'll be a family again, Gran. My word." hugging her one last time, he picked up Hart. Winked at her and then walked away...
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Character's name: Corven Graves Character's faction: Apartments Character's journal link:Journal Character's survival stats: Corven Graves #23 View BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER 6'2, Athletic build/runner, Has a good right hook when provoked. Chestnut hair is buzzed in a mohawk, bangs are bright orange. Green eyes, tinted glasses as he has a slight depth issue. Always has a slightly ratty companion cube plushie from the Portal series. Coins: 110 +15 from October = 125
