Her hand felt like it had been jammed in a door or something, or held by a really type rubber band and not let go. Had something broken in there? Hopefully not. She pried it free and gently placed Rebecca's hand on the ground next to her.
"Uh, I think I have one of those red herring things." She spoke up, having somewhat overheard it being mentioned. "Dunno where I found it, or ... well, if its real or anything." Probably would be easy to tell, right? Either way, it was a red fish. And if she could prove herself actually useful they why not?
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Character's name: Annalise (Lease) Lapointe Character's faction: Mall Character's journal link:bloop Character's survival stats: bloop BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER 16, female, short and a little overweight. Probably looks disgruntled.
Posted: Fri Sep 18, 2015 11:11 pm
Megan looked over at the mention of a red herring. What was this girl's name again? Whatever, didn't matter right now. "Get to the junkyard with it. I'd rather see a weapon in our hands than in a raider's, and there's only one."
She debated on shoving the other girl toward the doors to emphasize the hurry, but she looked like she'd taken a hit from the raid herself. She probably had a hell of a headache and a shove would make it worse. So instead, she made shooing motions with her hands. "Get going, I don't know if anyone from the other factions heard about it and we shouldn't risk it."
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Character's name: Megan Lam Character's faction: District 4 (Mall) Character's journal link: [here] Character's survival stats: Megan Lam (View) BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER Little 5' Chinese girl. You can't really tell how old she is; she looks like she's 17, but all Asians look 17 until they're like 60 so that isn't a very good measure. Wearing a ratty Splatoon T-shirt and sweatpants, and some runners that might have been white a month ago.
Bracing up and vision gradually clear, the grey eyes roamed the environment and found her at The Winchester. The first thing she checked was her glasses, she had a spare one in case she lost the first one, but it wasn't as good as it.
The second glance was given to Megan, who's voice firstly heard when she regain consciousness. The messages she brought to them were suspicious. First, why would someone tell news while the four factions were against each other. Then, why the red herring.....was it a joke or they were all someone's plaything? It felt like the initial stage of some puzzle games......
Her third glance went to Jeff who greeted her and the female lied besides him in medium injury. "No worries." Getting knocked over wasn't really a big deal, the breach and bandits were. Rebecca, gunshot, her designed home as infirmary, brave into IKEA, mapping (she could help with that) and confirmed supplies are safe. Gretel quickly organized and took out the key points as Jeff briefed them what happened. "Thanks Jeff, you take care of Rebecca, we can help with the rest."
Gretel adjusted her sliding glasses and looked at Lease who claimed she got the red herring. Where, was the first question she asked in her mind. She remained silent when Megan tried to urge her to the junkyard. Wanting to see what would happen, she walked towards them. "She's right, go and have a look. If there was bandits again, it would help."
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Character's name: Gretel Sweet Character's faction: Mall Character's journal link:HERE Character's survival stats: GO BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER: 23, Grey eyes, short hair dyed in silver grey and wearing a pair of lavender colored frame. Don't ask about Hansel :/ (currently in THIS, only the hat.)[ LOOK LIKE THIS ]
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Posted: Sat Sep 19, 2015 12:18 am
"Well, if I'm given a blessing." Lease stood herself up, careful not to step on Rebecca or anything. The teenager attempted to make herself look less intimidated and as righteous as she usually portrayed herself as. "Seems like it should be safe enough to.. get over there. Hopefully...if anyone wants to come with, by all means." But if she was going to prove she could do anything, then she was hopefully going to make it alone.
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Character's name: Annalise (Lease) Lapointe Character's faction: Mall Character's journal link:bloop Character's survival stats: bloop BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER 16, female, short and a little overweight. Probably looks disgruntled.
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"Ah'll head up an expedition team, Jeff." Came Rich's voice from the tables that had once been a place for friends to eat and drink. "I know the mall like the back of mah hand, at this point. Also know a few routes the bandits coulda' broken in to. Security access only, 'n all that. Shoulda boarded them up first, but I thought only ah'd know 'bout 'em."
He gave a guilty look toward Rebecca, mouthing a 'sawry.' "Figgir if we check those out, we can ramp up our defenses - maybe set up some form a' counter attack if it happens again."
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Character's name: Rich Filth Character's faction: Mall Character's journal link:[x] Character's survival stats: [x] BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER Tall and built like a Kentucky farmer's son, graying hair and beard. Currently wearing a reindeer cap. [x]
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Posted: Sat Sep 19, 2015 1:47 pm
[ INSIDE THE BAR ]
It was a relief when they finally managed to get Rebecca stable, and for the first time Drew actually sat back--he nearly fell over actually, but his back hit a nearby chair and it propped him up--and took a proper breath. He kept his eyes closed as Jeff went on with some announcements, though all he could really think about was taking a break.
Well..that was sort of a lie.
He raised a hand, though he kept his eyes closed. "After a small break I can help out with setting up the infirmary. Carrying furniture is a really good workout, and I'm not so bad with putting the pieces together, too."
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Character's name: Andrew "Drew" Hale Character's faction: Mall
BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER Medium build, 6'1" and a lean 159lbs. He sports light skin (that's more prone to tanning but he can still get sunburns if he's not careful), chestnut brown hair that he keeps short and only haphazardly styled, and light, hazel-brown eyes.
She didn't sleep too well, but at the mention of an infirmary, and gathering supplies, Leiah got up and held a hand to her head to stop her dizziness, walking up to Jeff and tapping him lightly. She couldn't speak well right now, but damn it she was going to try! Then go to sleep once she's said her piece.
"I...Idth liketh tooth help wit....Teh infimamory...."
Damn it that didn't come out like she thought it would....
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Character's name: Leiah Sanderson Character's faction: MALL BBY! Character's journal link:gaia_crown Character's survival stats: emotion_zombie BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTERLeiah stands at 5’8 and 130lbs with lightly tanned skin. She’s got brown hair that’s just down to her knees and blue green eyes that are constantly making her look like she’s up to something. She considers herself fit and trim but a bit on the small side, which makes fitting into clothes hard but easy at the same time.
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Posted: Sat Sep 19, 2015 3:46 pm
[ SEREVA ]♤Mall District Survivor -----------------------------
[ INSIDE THE BAR ] Sereva had taken it slow the previous day, after the bandits attacked something had shaken up inside of her. She had to collect her cool, make sure she was still rational in her decisions. If she started to get hasty she knew it would be the end of her. Maybe it was because she knew the end of this hell was so near that her body started to get unnerved.
Walking back into t he bar she had made the decision that she would be productive, hearing her father talking in the back of her mind barading her for sitting on her a** when there was work to be done. It had seemed like forever since she had worked in her family shop... though it really had only been a month. Gritting her teeth she looked around, overhearing Jeff talking about a new makeshift infirmary room. Her mind immediately going to the only place she knew with medical supplies. "Ey, I could go gather some medicine from the pharmacy" she voiced over to Jeff. She may not have had any weapons but she had good physical strength because of her job before all hell broke loose.
Her grey eyes skimmed around the bar, she didn't necessarily want to go alone though, knowing that it was better to go in numbers "I'm also willing to take anyone else that wants to aid in the excursion. The more arms, the more we can carry back if possible" her eyes settled back on Jeff for approval before she would think to head out.
Character's name: Sereva Character's faction: Mall Character's journal link: [x] Character's survival stats: #77 BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER Fit body structure, that of a hunter ♠ Grey eyes with a cyan ring through the middle of the iris (contacts) ♠ Vibrant purple hair pulled back in a high pony tail ♠ Punk a** and courageous attitude.
Megan returned to the bar much more chipper than she was last night. She'd done some work, earned some tokens, got a new costume... after she'd been filled in on their use, anyway. Her clothes were mostly clean and she'd managed to partially furnish her living space. It was a good day.
As it happens, she came in just in time to hear mention of a run to the pharmacy. "Someone heading to Shopper's for that infirmary we were planning last night?"
She pulled out one of her earphones to hear better; she’d started plugging them in to her radio so she could listen in without the sound giving her away. If they were going to start scavenging outside for supplies, she had better find ways to avoid detection.
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Character's name: Megan Lam Character's faction: District 4 (Mall) Character's journal link: [here] [ b]Character's survival stats: Megan Lam (View) BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER Little 5' Chinese girl. You can't really tell how old she is; she looks like she's 17, but all Asians look 17 until they're like 60 so that isn't a very good measure. Wearing what appears to be pale green scrubs and some runners that might have been white a month ago. Her hair is tied up with something thick, black, and ribbonlike. And possibly fuzzy.
