"I could hear you yelling all the way from the third floor, Guy -"
A teenage girl in full cowgirl ensemble slowly walked in, costume spurs clinking against the wood floor. She wore a paintball gun across her back with a makeshift strap - she never went anywhere without a weapon.
It would all probably have been more intimidating if Rebecca Fong wasn't just a meter and a half tall.
"- And I am pretty sure I heard something about a free drink." Her eyes immediately fixed on Jeff, even from across the room. There was a hint of a smile on her normally serious face. He had until she made it to his bar to fix something up, otherwise she was doing it herself. With or without any knowledge of how drink mixing worked.
Fortunately, Jeff was going to have a decent head start. There were a lot of people crowded into the Winchester today, meaning a lot of catching up to do.
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Character's name: Rebecca Fong Character's faction: Mall - Assistant Character's journal link:here Character's survival stats: RebeccaView BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER Looks like my avatar basically. Sometimes puts a grim reaper cloak on instead when going outside on missions.
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Rebecca just walked into the Winchester! Feel free to talk to her.
Posted: Thu Sep 17, 2015 1:48 pm
Much to her surprise, a drink was presented to her and from the smell of it, it didn't seem like he was trying to be cute by dressing up coke and claiming it to be otherwise. It felt pretty strong, potent really. Lease's nose wrinkled at it as she set it back down, not drinking it just yet. (Okay, Bartender guy was getting a pass for now).
More people were beginning to gather around the area now - even a small child pressing their luck with drinks as she had. And then someone began to speak to her, Lease glanced at her and frowned. "You poor thing, forced to sleep at your minimum wage job, will the injustices never end?" What else was the government trying to make them all do? What was this, America?
"I sleep at Spencers, no one likes the black light." Finally, the teenager brought her drink to her lips and took the first sip like a shot. It went down hard and bitter, it was rough on her throat and she began to cough. Her head soon found itself pressed against the counter. "Urg..."
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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.
Mickey settled down at a seat at the bar, looking comfortable, as if this was exactly where he was supposed to be.
It was where he wanted to be anyway. Keep the drinks coming.
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Character's name: Michael "Mickey" Miller Character's faction: Mall Character's journal link:here Character's survival stats: View) BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER A loose-fitting v-neck and faded, torn jeans are is go to outfit, both pieces well-worn in and comfortable. His hair is too long for someone his age, half tied in a ponytail with a blonde dye-job in desperate need a root-touch up. Despite having no apparent income, he's got several piercings - one on his lip and four in his ear.
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Posted: Thu Sep 17, 2015 5:13 pm
He'd been lounging at the Winchester, so what was new? It was a great spot, their only spot in the mall for basically a month, and he'd gotten rather attached to it.
Guy's antics were as amusing as usual as soon as he came rushing in, something about finding keys and unlocking the rest of the mall. It sounded like they leveled up in a video game or something. He snorted at the thought and rested his chin in his hand, watching the scene unfold from the safety of a distant booth. He could take his free drink a bit later, he figured; it wouldn't get him plastered or anything, but these days he always felt better sober. Which was...surprising, considering he'd seen one too many people quite literally trying to drown themselves in liquor.
He had other things to live for, so that wasn't an option.
Drew only noticed that someone was making their approach when they finally bumped his leg, and he only needed one guess to know who it was. The man sat back and waited for Leiah to emerge from under the table, a curious look on his face as she rubbed her head. Looking all innocent...hah! He offered her a smile, tired and a little more worse for wear than usual as he recalled their more lackadaisical approach to life before all this started. It was good to see that she held fast to her goofiness, though; at least one of them was. "You're free to steal me away, love," he grinned before patting the seat beside him.
"Just be careful not to let my girlfriend find out. She's the jealous sort, so. Fair warning."
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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.
At the girl and laughed. She remembered the day, when they told her about being a part time manager.
They told her that she may not know people, but she knows games and which games are right for the people. If she was younger, she might have taken the insult, but she took it in stride for they spoke honestly with candor.
She looked at the girl and smiled. "I guess that's still true, if I was hired to be a part-time manager a little bit earlier."
Her mirth turned nostalgic as she remembered all the good memories and bad. Good times...but they are all in the past. "But it's still home."
As she took a sip of her coke her eyebrows shot up. "Spencers huh? Any good s**t there?"
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Character's name: Karou Nila Character's faction: MALL Character's journal link:Here Character's survival stats: GO HERE BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER Average Height Hispanic Young Adult with Dyed Blue Hair and Video Game Apparel
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Posted: Thu Sep 17, 2015 6:15 pm
[ Outside the Bar ]
Crash
The noise came from outside. It sounded like several glass bottles shattering. There was a lapse of silence, and then the sound of footsteps escaping rapidly from the source. Was someone stealing their supplies?
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Anyone can investigate! Just post that your location is outside the bar!
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Posted: Thu Sep 17, 2015 6:17 pm
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Hearing this, Shard got an idea... "Hey, Guy! Over here!" she said, trying to get his attention.
"Does this mean that we have the key to the roof?" she asked. "Since Day Zero, I've wanted to get topside to get a better view of the surroundings. It might increase our defensive capabilities by giving us a better chance to see the Enemy coming."
Words came tumbling out... "Also, we could put buckets on the roof to catch the rain... maybe it would be drinkable. Plus," she grimaced, "it would be a opening to let out some of the smell..."
She paused, waiting for him to respond.
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Character's name: Charlotte Dee Williams Character's faction: Mall Character's journal link:Shard's Journal Character's survival stats: Charlotte Dee WilliamsViewHERE BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER "Shard" is a very physically fit 5' 10" woman who is only three months out of the Army due to a medical discharge. She has blue eyes and dark-ish blonde hair that seems messy and matted no matter how she tries to style it. She tends to dress in baggy pants (with lots of pockets) and light jackets over plain shirts... and this was *before* joining the military! She was given a medical discharge when an accident dealing with a live grenade cost her her left pinkie finger and most of the feeling in that hand.
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Posted: Thu Sep 17, 2015 6:24 pm
[ OUTSIDE THE BAR ]
The sudden crash got his attention and he looked from Leiah toward its source; he was on high alert these days, they all were. He got up and gave her a quick kiss on her cheek by way of apology--he knew she probably wanted a bit of down time and attention--before heading out of the bar to see what the hell was going on.
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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.
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Posted: Thu Sep 17, 2015 6:28 pm
[Outside the bar]
Dasz kipped off his seat at eh bar like it was on fire. Sounded like someone was up to no good. Impulsively, he craned his neck around before opening his mouth. "HEY!" he yelled. "Who's breaking s**t?" This was a relatively safe part of the mall - they should be ok, right? He looked up at the guy who stepped out as well.
"The ******** you think it was?"
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Character's name: Haagendazs St. Pierre Character's faction: Mall Character's journal link:Here Character's survival stats: #86 BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER 15 year old boy. [x]
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Posted: Thu Sep 17, 2015 6:29 pm
[ OUTSIDE THE BAR ]
Immediately, the barrel of a gun was pressed against Andrew. There were at least three of them, faces covered in scarves, hoodies zipped down. They didn't seem like they belonged to the costume faction by any long stretch of the imagination.
"No sudden movements," the bandit holding the handgun took off the safety, "I want you to lead us to your supplies. If you scream, we will shoot you."
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Posted: Thu Sep 17, 2015 6:32 pm
[Outside the bar]
Dasz got as far as saying "was" at the end of his sentence before he turned around-
- And got a face full of baseball bat.
When he woke up he would be nowhere near the vicinity of the bar, being dragged away on one leg. His nose was most likely broken, and he was bleeding profusely from his mouth. His perpetrator continued to haul him forward like a sack of potatoes, whistling as they did. They were dressed in all black, making it impossible to see who it was.
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Posted: Thu Sep 17, 2015 6:39 pm
[ENTER]
Vera had never been much of a drinker. A social outing here and there, sure, why not. But a month of hell gave her a pretty good reason to indulge in a little more drink than usual. Sometimes.
And if the first round was free, why not? She was nursing one when some sort of commotion outside of the bar had some people's attention. She blinked, glancing toward the doorway. What was going on now?
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Character's name: Vera Wolfe Character's faction: Mall Character's journal link:Here Character's survival stats: GOHERE to search up your character and link to their bio! Make sure to plug in your character's ID. BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER Short and small, looks younger than her actual age. Shoulder-length straight black hair, usually kept in a pair of braids right now.
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Posted: Thu Sep 17, 2015 6:39 pm
[Outside the bar]
It took several seconds for Dasz to come to fully, the pain made his vision dance. Something was sticky around his face and he tried, experimentally to scrunch up his nose. Whoa, bad ******** idea. It took even more seconds to realize he was being dragged like a (rather attractive) sack of potatoes.
And now, he debated. Dazs' first instinct was to struggle, to jerk away forcefully and run - but he couldn't tell if the stranger had a weapon. So he waited a bit longer, trying not to show the guy he was awake. But he was tense all over and ********, was his nose broken? It hurt enough.
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Character's name: Haagendazs St. Pierre Character's faction: Mall Character's journal link:Here Character's survival stats: #86 BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER 15 year old boy. [x]
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Posted: Thu Sep 17, 2015 6:44 pm
[ OUTSIDE THE BAR ]
So some kid follows him and gets a bat to his face, and he was at gunpoint?
Well ******** swallowed the lump in his throat and stood pretty still, trying to side-eye whoever was holding the gun to him. He couldn't get a glimpse of any of their faces courtesy of the masks, which was brilliant.
"No idea where it is, boys," he said casually, hoping he could play dumb and stall for time. It worked in movies most of the time, why the hell not for him?
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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.
Leiah took her seat next to Drew, laying her head on his shoulder with a smile and a bit of a frown, sighing and patting his cheek lightly. "You HAVE been sleeping right? You're starting to look like Ky----erm a grumpy old fart..." She looked down at that last bit, shoulders slumping just a tad before she picked herself right back up. Now wasn't the time to dwell on the past or who it entitled, she needed to think positive and survive so she can get through this AND help her boyfriend along the way. "Drew...Wanna go get some things for---Wait where are you going?!"
She got up and tried to follow Drew as best as she could, her eyes widening at the scene before her.
REALLY?!
SERIOUSLY?!
HELL NO!
"HEY!" She growled, trying to sound every bit like the angry upset kitten she probably seemed like. "That's MY boyfriend you're trying to take!"
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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.
