Diana was still having a bit of trouble settling in to things, but at least now she sort of had a friend. In a strange way. She hadn't expected to really interact with anyone, but here she was trying to figure out what to do with said person today. Yesterday they had done paintball, while that had been fun and helped with her aiming she didn't think he would want to do that again. She was also still wary of laundry so that was out, besides that couldn't really be considered as fun. Well that really only left one thing to do, and she really hoped it went better than last time she attempted it.
"Up for some cardio, van boy?"
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Smerdle
Derp derp posting in the main orp too cuz yay more words.
Posted: Sat Sep 19, 2015 4:36 pm
[ Medical Ward ]
Yeah - enthusiasm was something that united both Monica and her brother Cory. One could say it ran in the family.
"You're the bestttt," Monica slurred, grinning cheerfully at Greta. "What've you been up to? Just more 'n more laundry?" Her friend was surprisingly dedicated to the task; it was pretty impressive that she could both do laundry and bandage injured Monicas.
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Character's name: Monica Chavez Character's faction: 2 Prison Character's journal link:bae Character's survival stats: View BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER Chubby, tiny girl with curly hair (red, with light brown roots) and dark skin. Wearing double handcuff bracelet. Big eyes. Focused, charismatic, loyal, affectionate, excitable, cocky.
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Posted: Sat Sep 19, 2015 5:06 pm
For a second he considered correcting her. Hey, Unarmed Robber, my name is Max. But he'd never had a proper nickname before—apart from the shortened version of Maxwell he went by every day, of course—and he couldn't deny that it made him feel just a little more like he belonged.
"Yeah. Sure." He'd done a decent job at running the last time he'd tried. Maybe they could attempt to best each other at jumping jacks or something equally weird this time around.
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Character's name: Max Porter Character's faction: Prison Character's journal link:x Character's survival stats:x BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER: Dark brown hair and eyes. Light brown skin. Average build. Five feet, ten inches tall. Frown.
OpticPeach
all the words ouo sorry for slowness!
Posted: Sat Sep 19, 2015 5:58 pm
[Gym]
Who would have thought that this was going to be the best place to be alone? It seemed to Vayne that not many people could be bothered to spend much time here, which suited him well. Stripping down to just his pants, he grabbed onto some pull up bars and started to work out. This set up showed off the insane amount of metal in his body though, Rings and bars through his nipples, navel, hands, face... yeah he was a metal detectors worst nightmare. It was a miracle he didn't get attracted to magnets.
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Character's name: William Vayne Character's faction: Prison Character's journal link:http://www.gaiaonline.com/guilds/viewtopic.php?t=24795187 Character's survival stats: William VayneView BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER 6' 140lbs or pure energy. His hair is pale blond, and he is covered in pierceings . His cold golden eyes are always seeking details and memorizing what may come in handy later.
Vayne's punk style shows just how much he disdains mainstream, and his attitude fully reflects all of that being rather cold. He ignores anything that he doesn't like and has snide comments ready. He is very attentive though, taking notes in his mind and paying attention to details that most would care very little for.
Negatives: Sharp attitude that is off putting. Ignores anything that he doesn't care about
Positive: High energy, able and willing to do dangerous things to get stuff done Keen eye for details, able to pick up hints and clues.
Joy Ann was very jumpy; so jumpy in fact she actually jumped and managed to bang herself into the kitchen door loudly when Shaun touched her. So much for stealth.
"Um, uh, n-no, I mean, y-yes... I mean..." she sputtered as she rubbed her shoulder, now caught in even more awkward with both Shaun and Gilda's attention. What did she actually mean? Ah well, it didn't seem like it mattered, since Gilda was apparently directly speaking to her.
Joy Ann considered Gilda's straightforward question for way too long, mouth opening and closing like a fish. For one thing, she had seen bottled water, but that had been the rations she was assigned to help out with and her own measly allotment, so if she tacked on a 'that I can have' to Gilda's question, the answer was definitely no. "N-no," she stuttered out finally, looking down at the taller blonde's feet instead of at her intimidating face. "B-but we should have some at distribution time..." She glanced at Shaun for confirmation. He'd save her if the older woman tried to barge into the kitchen, wouldn't he?
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Character's name: Joy Ann McKinsley Character's faction: Prison Character's journal link:yum_puddiyum_puddiyum_puddi Character's survival stats: yum_teayum_teayum_tea BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER ++ Hardworking, Compassionate // -- Disorganized, Insecure = Slightly shorter than average at 5'2", a little bit pudgy and known for giving great hugs = 22 years old with not nearly enough life experience = Mousy brown, shoulder-length braided hair = Formerly bright colored floral-print dress with leggings underneath = Large smile that has turned to worried grimace = Usually awkwardly left behind or forgotten about in conversations
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She's 22, but is pretty innocent and younger in mental age --- quite sheltered life until Day 0. ^^~
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Posted: Sat Sep 19, 2015 9:43 pm
Oh my... Shaun tried not to let his smile falter. This wasn't the best of situations, but wow... Poor lady. Should she be in the kitchen in this state? “Yeah.” he said, squeezing easily so that he was a little more between Joy Ann and the door opening. If she was so nervous, he'd at least put himself between her and what was making her nervous. More nervous. “Thats when they get given out.” He was still smiling, but he was really, truly, studying the woman in the mess hall. She seemed cold and curt and very to the point, which was fine, but if she wanted bottled water she could have at least said please. Not that they had access to the precious water supply anyway. And she also could have been nicer about it, but it was a prison and people here were just naturally prickly. But he was not budging on his stance on 'please.'
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HP: 50/50
Character's name: Shaun Sawyer Character's faction: Prison Character's Rank: Recruit Character's journal link:Link Character's survival stats: View BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER Pale white skin with freckles, pale blonde hair and blue eyes – Shaun looks like a young, handsome, somewhat washed out young man. His face was rounder in his childhood, and elongated with puberty, but he still looks like the imp that he is and was, and his body is lean but muscular and very flexible.
Shaun is mischevious, easygoing, and very friendly but he's also a little reckless by nature, especially when showing off his acrobatics. He needs people and does not do well alone, so he makes a great teammate and will be as helpful as possible, but ultimately he is out for himself.
"Hm, that sounds about right," Autumn was nodding as she organized everything on the counter. It was a good thing Joy Ann was familiar with this recipe, or at least the basics of it. Autumn totally would have put vinegar in it, and that could have been terrible.
"Oh, if only we did have eggs," the lament was in total agreement with Shaun. Autumn was sectioning out the applesauce, and if each quarter cup was an egg, well. She missed fried eggs and bacon.
One bowl for wet ingredients, one for dry. Applesauce and honey together, while flour and salt and a pinch of baking soda went in the other. That...seemed like it should do it. Now if only they had some cinnamon or something. Surely that would good with the honey and applesauce. Applesauce which did have little black specks...and possibly cinnamon in it.
Autumn shrugged and set about mixing things together.
She hardly noticed that the others had shifted their attentions towards the door.
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Character's name: Autumn Flint Character's faction: Prison Character's journal link:Here Character's survival stats: Here BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER Female, 5'8", Dark brown hair and hazel eyes.
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Posted: Sun Sep 20, 2015 12:48 am
[Mess Hall]
At some point, the Boss had made his way into the mess hall. Though, whether it was because he was hungry or if he was simply making rounds around the facility... it was hard to say. In any case, once he stepped in, peering over the shoulder of Gilda, staring down at the two who were in the way of the kitchen door.
"Is there a reason why you're blocking the kitchen?" he asked, raising his brow.
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Character's name: Magnus "The Boss" Fury Character's faction: Prison Character's journal link:Here Character's survival stats: --HERE to search up your character and link to their bio! Make sure to plug in your character's ID. BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER: Brown hair, scarred face, patch over right eye. Might be mistaken as one of the prisoners, himself. Has an aura of intimidation. Weapon:Sniper rifle with a blade attachment, as well as a suppressor.
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Posted: Sun Sep 20, 2015 1:12 am
[Mess Hall] (Kitchen/Cafeteria Door)
Thank goodness for Shaun, really. Joy Ann relaxed a bit as he put himself between her and Gilda and the door, breathing a quiet sigh of relief. She was getting really tired of being so high-strung all the time, although to talk herself down from such feelings she had to spend time thinking and analyzing them and... Yeah, that definitely wasn't happening any time soon. Nope, soon she was panicking again, as the person she least wanted to see at the moment joined them and asked why they were acting as a human roadblock.
Not that they were much of a roadblock really, with her 5'2" plumpness and Shaun's slightly gangly youth. "A-ah, u-um, we-well..." Joy Ann stuttered and tried to hide her face in the back of Shaun's shirt so she wouldn't have to look Warden Fury in the eye. Surely he'd notice the cake escapades soon and then they'd be sent to their cells like young children and and and... This was not going to be good.
She glanced back at Autumn in further panic, but the cook seemed to be well her way mixing things. They were done like cookies and there was nothing to save them, was there?! Why couldn't she have just died at the get go?
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Character's name: Joy Ann McKinsley Character's faction: Prison Character's journal link:yum_puddiyum_puddiyum_puddi Character's survival stats: yum_teayum_teayum_tea BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER ++ Hardworking, Compassionate // -- Disorganized, Insecure = Slightly shorter than average at 5'2", a little bit pudgy and known for giving great hugs = 22 years old with not nearly enough life experience = Mousy brown, shoulder-length braided hair = Formerly bright colored floral-print dress with leggings underneath = Large smile that has turned to worried grimace = Usually awkwardly left behind or forgotten about in conversations
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Posted: Sun Sep 20, 2015 1:34 am
[Mess Hall] (kitchen)
Autumn was working on her cake batter. It was going to be a double batch, since of course there had to be enough for everyone. "Hm." Perhaps she should triple it.
She knew Joy Ann and Shaun were talking with others, and Autumn thought that was a good a thing. Food WAS for sharing after all.
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Character's name: Autumn Flint Character's faction: Prison Character's journal link:Here Character's survival stats: Here BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER Female, 5'8", Dark brown hair and hazel eyes.
“Hello, Warden Fury!” he greeted cheerily. Oh s**t, it was the Warden, and it seemed that Joy Ann was using his shirt as a hiding place. That pretty much meant he couldn't flee, so he might as well be... defensive? Honest?
“We're baking a cake?” he said honestly, “It'll be really good, I promise.” Yeah, that was the best policy.
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HP: 50/50
Character's name: Shaun Sawyer Character's faction: Prison Character's Rank: Recruit Character's journal link:Link Character's survival stats: View BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER Pale white skin with freckles, pale blonde hair and blue eyes – Shaun looks like a young, handsome, somewhat washed out young man. His face was rounder in his childhood, and elongated with puberty, but he still looks like the imp that he is and was, and his body is lean but muscular and very flexible.
Shaun is mischevious, easygoing, and very friendly but he's also a little reckless by nature, especially when showing off his acrobatics. He needs people and does not do well alone, so he makes a great teammate and will be as helpful as possible, but ultimately he is out for himself.
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Posted: Sun Sep 20, 2015 10:53 am
The Boss raised a brow at Joy Ann. She was acting a little shifty. He had to wonder if people were trying to sneak away with some rations or something along those lines. He wasn't liking the vibes he was getting right about now. But then Shaun spoke up.
"Cake...? That isn't exactly the best use for our supplies."
His brow furrowed at that, and he didn't seem to be too pleased with this news.
"I do hope you're at least making enough for everyone."
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Character's name: Magnus "The Boss" Fury Character's faction: Prison Character's journal link:Here Character's survival stats: --HERE to search up your character and link to their bio! Make sure to plug in your character's ID. BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER: Brown hair, scarred face, patch over right eye. Might be mistaken as one of the prisoners, himself. Has an aura of intimidation. Weapon:Sniper rifle with a blade attachment, as well as a suppressor.
After all hell broke loose in the yard, Jaxon decided he wanted to be anywhere but there. Running a hand through his hair he made his way to the mess hall. He wasn't really hungry or anything but he figured he should take a look around any way. Check out what was going. He moved to the door and stopped when he spotted the Boss. Again. This time it seemed he was laying into some one else. This time it was about some one making cake. What was the big deal? So they were making cake. So what? He made his way over.
"Hey." He addressed the Boss. "Whats the big deal? Let em make the cake. They an't doin any harm to no one.."
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Character's name: Jaxon Brown Character's faction: Prison Character's journal link:HERE Character's survival stats: View BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER Age: 35 Height: 6' 2" Build: Athletic with a muscular build Skin color: Tan Hair: Shoulder length and messy Facial hair: Full stubble or little more the five o clock shadow Hair color: Dark brown Eye color: Green Identifying marks: Scar running an inch from the corner of his right mouth down. Weapon: (if he can have one now, Crossbow)
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DraconicFeline
And to anyone else involved with the cake making XD
Posted: Sun Sep 20, 2015 3:53 pm
[Mess Hall]
The Boss glanced over at the next who spoke up.
"If we didn't have to watch our food supply levels as much, it wouldn't be a problem. Cake isn't high on the list of priority for things to feed everyone," he said sternly. But, he soon gave a sigh.
"But, if there's enough for everyone, maybe a small treat would do something to help improve morale. Just don't make a habit of this."
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Character's name: Magnus "The Boss" Fury Character's faction: Prison Character's journal link:Here Character's survival stats: --HERE to search up your character and link to their bio! Make sure to plug in your character's ID. BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER: Brown hair, scarred face, patch over right eye. Might be mistaken as one of the prisoners, himself. Has an aura of intimidation. Weapon:Sniper rifle with a blade attachment, as well as a suppressor.
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Posted: Sun Sep 20, 2015 7:53 pm
[Mess Hall] (Kitchen/Cafeteria Door)
How could Shaun be so cheerful when facing down certain death!? Joy Ann peeked around him, impressed and glad that once again he seemed to be making himself the target of the situation. She just had problems of giving of an aura of guilt. Although, it now seemed like there was no attack coming, as Jaxon showed up and was also for cake.
That didn't stop Joy Ann from nodding along to the warden's sentiments about the cake probably not being the best use of supplies. See? She had totally been thinking that! She had totally said that! And now she was going to get in trouble for going along with things anyway, wasn't she?
"Cake uses less flour than bread..." Joy Ann offered quietly, before looking back at Autumn to see how many batches she seemed to be making. "There sh-should be enough for everyone. We ha-have a lot of ap-pple sauce." Though that probably made no sense whatsoever to people who weren't hard-apple-core bakers.
Still, there they were... All standing in the doorway of the kitchen... Having a nice chat... "Um, uh, sir?" Joy Ann again spoke up quietly, still in her safe place behind Shaun. "Did you need something?" If the cake was okay, why was the warden there to rain certain punishment down upon them?
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Character's name: Joy Ann McKinsley Character's faction: Prison Character's journal link:yum_puddiyum_puddiyum_puddi Character's survival stats: yum_teayum_teayum_tea BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER ++ Hardworking, Compassionate // -- Disorganized, Insecure = Slightly shorter than average at 5'2", a little bit pudgy and known for giving great hugs = 22 years old with not nearly enough life experience = Mousy brown, shoulder-length braided hair = Formerly bright colored floral-print dress with leggings underneath = Large smile that has turned to worried grimace = Usually awkwardly left behind or forgotten about in conversations
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