John never actually used the lounge, but on occasion he had the unfortunate need to pass through it. Today was such a day. And as usual, there were lazy layabouts lazily laying about.
The old man glared at the entire bunch. It wasn't entirely intentional, that's just how his face was, and the bristly silver-speckled beard and thick eyebrows didn't do him any favours in the customer relations department.
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Character's name: Johnathan Nordskov Character's faction: Apartments Character's journal link:Journal Character's survival stats: Stats BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER: Mr. Nordskov is always gruff and straight to the point, in a constant state of disgruntled disapproval. Despite this solitary attitude he has little desire to see anyone hurt. Seriously at least. Physically, the 60 year old is tall, well muscled with arms like tree trunks, sporting a bristly woodsman beard and piercing blue eyes glaring out from under bushy eyebrows.
Posted: Thu Sep 17, 2015 2:07 pm
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The older woman couldn't help but continue to watch the boys with a bemused grin. Aa, to be that young again, horseplaying and stabbing each other with small little cocktail umbrellas. Kissing though, that seemed like something they did at Woodstock (not like she had gone, she had still been a bit young for that). She also paid that comment no mind. No, she was not mistaken at all.
"Oh, hello Baron von Hisslepuss, come to join in on the fun?" She smiled sweetly to the older gentleman - really, the only one her age it seemed - as he entered the lounge area as grumpy as usual.
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Character's name: Juilette Carver Character's faction: Apartments Character's journal link:meep Character's survival stats: meep BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER 60, female, tall and lean, mostly grey long hair with bits of her remaining black. Misses her cats.
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Posted: Thu Sep 17, 2015 2:37 pm
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It seems Grant's little spuddy buddy is a bit of a celebrity now! "Alright, alright, maybe I shoulda said nothin' about cannibalism and gave none o' you any ideas now," he says, still smiling, "I don't wanna get myself kicked out and turned into zombie chow, alright?"
As for the potato, he'll see what that fellow on the third floor can do with it later. Why bother trying to cook it himself when there's someone that can do it better, and for free?
He glances over at the radio with piqued interest, although he can't make out what's coming out of it from where he's standing.
"Okay, okay, enough about the ol' spud," he laughs, motioning with his hand for everyone to pipe down. "Who wants to go on a rummage run and see what we can bring back for lunch?"
Maybe he'll get lucky and find an abandoned medicine cabinet stocked with goodies, or better yet, someone's weed stash left behind in the chaos.
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Character's name: David Grant Character's faction: Apartments Character's journal link:woop Character's survival stats: David GrantView BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER David is massive. You could even call him a big buff spicy grandpa, a 6'5" wall of muscle wrapped in tacky Hawaiian print fabric. His favorite color is orange. He wears square-rimmed glasses and has a neatly trimmed beard. Everything about him is an affront to human decency. He is the walking definition of loud and obnoxious.
"...No." John was straight to the point, as always. His bristling brows lowered deeper into a scowl. Slowly he rolled up one plaid, flannel sleeve and then the other, to reveal muscled arms covered in hair and scars. It looked like he was about to punch someone out.
"I'm going out," He stated gruffly. Supplies weren't gathering themselves after all.
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Character's name: Johnathan Nordskov Character's faction: Apartments Character's journal link:Journal Character's survival stats: Stats BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER: Mr. Nordskov is always gruff and straight to the point, in a constant state of disgruntled disapproval. Despite this solitary attitude he has little desire to see anyone hurt. Seriously at least. Physically, the 60 year old is tall, well muscled with arms like tree trunks, sporting a bristly woodsman beard and piercing blue eyes glaring out from under bushy eyebrows.
Corven grunted at the jab, glaring at the older male before hugging his plush close. He huffed as he watched the others shaking his head. "Your all idiots..."
As the male said this he walked out waving over his shoulder. "Thanks for the token of affection October. I'll keep it in mind next time I visit." He went off to do his own thing...
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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.
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Posted: Thu Sep 17, 2015 4:20 pm
[Cafeteria]
Micah let his chair drop back to all four legs with a thump and got up, grabbing his umbrella. "Yeah, sure, I'd rather do something useful than sit on my thumb all day." He rolled his shoulders and tilted his head to one side to crack his neck. "Where you headed, Grandpa?"
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Character's name: Micah Lambert Character's faction: Apartments Character's journal link:Journal Character's survival stats: Micah BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER Squarish, short, and irritable. He has short, sandy brown hair in a slightly spiky style, brown eyes, and glasses with a coppery wire frame. Wears practical, tough clothes, jeans or work pants with steel-toed or hiking boots, and a flannel or jacket over a t-shirt. He has a small gold wire earring in his left ear and a star tattooed on the back of his right wrist.
Another day, another...well. Day, she guessed. Mel sauntered into the cafeteria with thoughts of finding some company for once, and possibly food or umbrellas or entertainment if she was lucky. Some kind of game was afoot as soon as she entered, and having missed the start of it she slumped down next to a familiar someone who had a book open, rightly ignoring the shenanigans. It always amused her to see someone reading a book; something about the sight made her want to...interrupt.
"Hey-o," she greeted, purposely sitting up and leaning forward so she could get a glimpse of the face behind the book. A huge smile was spread on her face to show she was a friendly, and not someone out to ruin her day. It wouldn't hurt to have some conversation, right? "I think you picked a bad spot to try and read in peace."
BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER Petit, 5'5" and 114lbs. She is rather fair skinned with relatively soft facial features (compared to her parents) and curiously blue-green eyes. Her hair is a light shade of caramel brown and is naturally wavy, an asset she's rather proud of. [ ref ]
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Posted: Thu Sep 17, 2015 5:09 pm
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"I'm beginning to think so," Rajni said rather blandly, lingering her gaze on her book for a moment or two longer before looking up.
"Hi Mel," she added plainly, brushing some of her hair out of her face. Unfortunately Rajni was somewhat short-worded. There wasn't really a lot going on her end.
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Posted: Thu Sep 17, 2015 5:22 pm
[ CAFETERIA ]
She gave a two-finger salute at the returned greeting. "Rajni," she said while sitting back and getting comfy in her seat; she had her feet on the chair and was basically hugging her knees. "A-plus for effort, though." She laughed lightly and glanced around the place, not sure where the conversation could go from there. Not a whole lot was happening on her end, either, so.
"Where'd you find it? And..." she teetered forward to get a closer look at the red stains on it to see if it was what she thought it was. "Yeah, what's with the blood?"
BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER Petit, 5'5" and 114lbs. She is rather fair skinned with relatively soft facial features (compared to her parents) and curiously blue-green eyes. Her hair is a light shade of caramel brown and is naturally wavy, an asset she's rather proud of. [ ref ]
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Posted: Thu Sep 17, 2015 5:25 pm
Cafeteria
"Brought it with me," she said. "Was reading when s**t went down." Rajni didn't classify herself as a reader but she had enjoyed a good book every once in a while back before the outbreak. She did a lot of other things before the outbreak.
As for the blood, Rajni was quiet.
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Posted: Thu Sep 17, 2015 5:26 pm
[Lounge]
Guin wandered down from her apartment to the main lounge. She looked around and smiled bleakly at the other survivors in the building. She chose a seat close by the others, hugging a pillow that was nearby. Although she usually is decently composed, after day zero, she didn't know what to do. Med school had kept her busy and well... She didn't have a life.
Besides video games. But those were out of the question too. It kind of felt like living in one, but Guin didn't enjoy those.
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Character's name: Guinevere Character's faction: Apartments Character's journal link:Link Character's survival stats: HERE BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER Guin has wavy brown hair with a tone lighter natural highlights. Mostly due to sun damage while jogging. She's of average height and prefers comfortable clothes over fashionable. Dark brown eyes with glasses (she's not horribly blind, but needs them to see a distance).
Posted: Thu Sep 17, 2015 5:30 pm
[ CAFETERIA ]
"Out and about when it happened, huh?" She could never imagine someone being at home and reading a book. It seemed more something to pass the time, like for waiting in lines or something. At least that was her opinion. "I was two episodes into a Criminal Minds marathon when I finally noticed all the screaming." It wasn't a pleasant memory, but it was better than being outside and running about like a majority of people.
"What I would give to have Netflix again..." she sighed, then rested her chin on her knees.
BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER Petit, 5'5" and 114lbs. She is rather fair skinned with relatively soft facial features (compared to her parents) and curiously blue-green eyes. Her hair is a light shade of caramel brown and is naturally wavy, an asset she's rather proud of. [ ref ]
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Posted: Thu Sep 17, 2015 5:32 pm
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Grant laughs good-naturedly, apparently unfazed having just been called 'Grandpa.' He juts a thumb out towards the door. "I was thinkin' we could follow out that fellow with the mohawk who just left," he says, nodding affirmatively. "I think he could use some extra muscle, yeah?"
To emphasize this he flexes his bicep, which is pretty impressively big for a man his age. "Good thing I got more than enough to go 'round, but I can only carry so much, so... C'mon, let's get going!"
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Character's name: David Grant Character's faction: Apartments Character's journal link:woop Character's survival stats: David GrantView BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER David is massive. You could even call him a big buff spicy grandpa, a 6'5" wall of muscle wrapped in tacky Hawaiian print fabric. His favorite color is orange. He wears square-rimmed glasses and has a neatly trimmed beard. Everything about him is an affront to human decency. He is the walking definition of loud and obnoxious.
Fantasia curled up in her usual corner of the dingy room and rocked.
And rocked.
And rocked.
And tried not to cry.
There was no particular prompt for it. It just happened to be one of those days. Eventually someone would come in, though whether she was ignored or forced out, she was hellbent on staying there in the Safe Place for just a little longer. It was one of the only areas there that still smelled remotely normal. Clean. Clean.
She clutched her oil-licked photos and pressed her head to her knees and listened to the noises outside.
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Character's name: Fantasia Moore Character's faction: Apartments Character's journal link:xxx Character's survival stats: xxx BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER 5ft even African American with dreads, dark eyes, and a very hard to read affect
"Yeah he's probably gonna need some help," Micah muttered under his breath. Louder, he said, "Yeah, let's go, groups is safer."
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Character's name: Micah Lambert Character's faction: Apartments Character's journal link:Journal Character's survival stats: Micah BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER Squarish, short, and irritable. He has short, sandy brown hair in a slightly spiky style, brown eyes, and glasses with a coppery wire frame. Wears practical, tough clothes, jeans or work pants with steel-toed or hiking boots, and a flannel or jacket over a t-shirt. He has a small gold wire earring in his left ear and a star tattooed on the back of his right wrist.
