"There you are!" Bing called back as Benji approached. "The hell you been? Ah, nevermind. Warden says nothing new today."
Well acquainted with the kids' nervous nature, Bing walked over and clapped a reassuring hand on his back.
"Figured I'd take a crack at that paintball course they set up, and set the Head Shrink at ease by taking one of those assessment things they insist on." he mused, pondering his options. His eyebrows rose as he remembered something. "And I'm gonna make a trip over to the Junkyard later. Found some cash that'll make a decent bribe. See if I can't get anything useful out 'em. I'm thinking you should stay here while I do that. I'd rather not take you out there without some decent hardware first."
And that's when he noticed the broken figure shambling into the Yard, and heard someone give warning.
"Ahhh, piss." he muttered, and raised his voice in case anyone hadn't heard. "UNDYING IN THE YARD! LOOK ALIVE!"
Bing pushed Benji behind him, so Bing was between him and the Undying. He slammed his fist into his palm with a solid 'thwack'. Hardware or no, he was gonna have to do something about this.
"What's the plan, Warden? Push it on the fence?" he called over to the one-eyed man.
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Character's name: Bing Bonhomme Character's faction: Prison Character's journal link:Here Character's survival stats: View BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER A great hulk of a man. Strong, but with little muscle definition. Slick-backed blonde hair, pale blue eyes.
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Posted: Thu Sep 17, 2015 7:32 pm
[Mess Hall] (Kitchen)
Joy Ann was coping, or rather not coping, rather spectacularly considering where she was and how little she knew about what was going on everywhere she wasn't. She didn't know if her students were alive anymore, or her family or... She wasn't thinking about it. Instead, she was going to flinch at the loud clang of the pan being dropped next to her and continue wiping the counter.
She let Autumn's grumbling wash over her, glad that someone still had the energy to grumble. Grumbling seemed more productive than constantly turning inwards to lonely thoughts about-- No, she wasn't going to think about it. Or maybe she was, just a little bit...
"I wish we had hidden the cupcakes so they lasted longer," she said quietly, finishing off the counter as she voiced the selfish thought. "Though maybe it was better that we shared them... Anything else you want wiped down?" At least she felt a little bit useful in the kitchen with Autumn. Granted, the volunteer event definitely hadn't turned out the way she had thought it would, and now she was locked here with--
Don'tthinkaboutthat. She was safe, and she even felt cautiously respected in a way. That was definitely better off than she had been in her kindergarten classroom. Sure, she was a little hungry, but what was that in the bigger scheme of things?
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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 = 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
Yes. He had gotten a zombie apocalypse for his eighteenth birthday. No strippers, no presents, and not even any real cake – the slice had been long abandoned and probably inedible, not like he was bothering with that. Chocolate was lovely. Adulthook was also lovely. But Shaun really just wanted to be alive.
The month between his ill-timed party-of-one and this sunny day of hell had dulled the irony of it all, and he had just sort of settled into a routine of not getting killed. This was not the kind of life Shaun had hoped for, and the constant stress was not something he thrived in. His skills were useless, except for entertainment, and... well...
He was in the kitchen.
Frankly, he was one of the few people here that could be trusted with a knife, and he was learning pretty quickly how not to cut his five finger discount to three. It was better than the Yard – much better. He was not going out there without someone bigger nearby.
“Did I hear something about cupcakes?” he said, not taking his concentration away from his prepping, “Well, that'll be a treat!”
He certainly hadn't heard anything about UNDYING IN THE YARD and he would really be happier not knowing.
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Posted: Thu Sep 17, 2015 7:58 pm
[Mess Hall] (kitchen)
"I know," Autumn said to Joy Ann. Those cupcakes had been delicious. "But we couldn't have known this was going to last so long." Autumn let out a very sad sigh as she shut a cupboard.
"No," she said turning back and surveying the kitchen. "That should be about it for now. We need to work on getting the stack of dishes taken care of..."
Autumn turned to the other person in the kitchen. "You missed them, sadly. They'd probably be hard as rocks by now anyway."
She was quiet a moment. "I wonder if we have anything that might work to whip up something similar." She looked at Joy Ann. "Any ideas?"
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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: Thu Sep 17, 2015 8:01 pm
[ THE YARD ]
The singular undying, attracted to the noise, began to wander closer to those approaching it, black shadow-like limbs lengthening to claws as its mouth split open entirely and it screamed, enough to stop anyone close to it in their tracks for a second like startled deer.
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VERSUS THE UNDYING:
The Undying (singular) has 60 HP! They do -2 auto damage to each player, clawing and biting at any given moment! You can attack unlimited turns! Upon defeating the pool, you are able to SUPPRESS them, meaning you can separate and bind them to throw outside. You could kill them, but apparently that leads to bad things.
Make sure you post THE TOTAL DAMAGE DONE (count the post above yours AND your damage and edit your post, then do the rp) when attacking!
"Get back inside, Benji!" he yelled to the kid, as the Undying advanced. The scream was awful, but Bing had work to do. As the Undyings' claws sliced at him, Bing tried throwing a punch at it, but his fist only whiffed through drifting tendrils of shadow. It was difficult to get a read on where the vital bits were.
HP: 48/50 Damage to Undying: 0 Undying HP: 60/60
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Character's name: Bing Bonhomme Character's faction: Prison Character's journal link:Here Character's survival stats: View BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER A great hulk of a man. Strong, but with little muscle definition. Slick-backed blonde hair, pale blue eyes.
"Man," said Monica, shaking her head. "You'd think if I had bad news I'd have the sense to approach you in a group at least!" She grinned rather handily at him, and then pulled her head back a bit as she noticed the...thing that was now quickly approaching them.
That...that was an undying. Was Cory nearby? She couldn't spot him now, but...she burst forward quickly to bop it with her fists. Because she was totally great at that, right? Unfortunately the way it moved was...well, strange and unpredictable, and Monica hadn't quite anticipated the way it'd get at her. She missed. "Ugh," she said, turning to the other people in the vicinity.
Monica HP: 48/50 Damage to Undying: 0 lol
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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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ahh you don't have to respond but i figured i should at least have her acknowledge that he said something LOL
What the hell was happening now?? Kaethus thought he might get away from it, but at the moment of the scream it was all over and everyone seemed to freeze before scattering.
"Oh to hell with this..." He said, shaking off the usual want to run off, he glared and grabbed a rock. "Hey uuuugly..." He said with a grin. "Eat this!" The rock left his hand and went nowhere.
"...." There were not enough facepalms that could express his failure
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Character's name: Kaethus Lazaris Character's faction: Prison Character's journal link: [ #130 ] Character's survival stats: View BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER22 years old, 5'10'' with long brown hair and blue eyes. Wearing his jumpsuit with the sleeves tied around his waist, white tanktop showing. A joker, full of himself but jumps into things and doesn't back down. Occasionally a dumbass. Criminal backround mostly in pickpocketing and shoplifting.
Being dragged outside was not on her list of things to do, but considering it appeared there was someone who needed help, Maria was not one to complain or resist. She let the elder woman all but force her out into the muted sunlight of the yard, and grimaced at Cory before she began to realize something wasn't right. It took all but a second for her to realize Adelaide was running toward it after screaming that she took her own, shuddering breath.
"I'm no fighter..." She said with horror, as others seemed to rally to the cause.
She glanced toward Cory, and wasn't sure what she needed to do. Was it wise to fight? Or better to run? Better yet, did she have a choice?
No, she really didn't, and so she took off toward the group and made sure she would be there at least to help take anyone hurt away if needed. As she got closer, she grabbed a random brick from the area and threw it at the mob.
Character HP: 48/50 Total Damage To Undying: 2
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Character's name: Maria Giorgi Character's faction: Prison Character's journal link:HERE Character's survival stats: HERE BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER Maria is pretty plain, but has a nice smile. She has straight, dark brown hair and blue-green eyes, as well as a dusting of freckles from playing outside too much when she was younger. She is on the shorter side of average, but only just so, and doesn't wear too flashy of clothing.
Oh no. Oh no. Oh no. Daryn jumped visibly as they called out that an Undying had made it into the grounds. Well, this is what they'd been training for, wasn't it? Not that he'd made much progress with the training. But this was his chance to prove why he was there.
Rushing toward the thing, he did probably the worst thing possible. He started swinging blindly. Almost literally, as his glasses began slipping down his nose. He couldn't be bothered to fix that issue, though. This thing had to be taken out before it could do any damage.
HP: 48/50 Damage to Undying: 57/60
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Character's name: Daryn Skylar Character's faction: Prison Character's journal link:Daryn Character's survival stats: View BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER Avatar representation
HP: 46/50 Damage to Undying: 1 Undying HP: 55/60 That last throw was just a warm up. Kaethus said, but still tried to keep his distance, despite somehow getting hurt. He gritted his teeth and slapped at it. And managed to hit?? It wasn't much of a hit, but it was a hit enough, trying to shove it back again before he leaped back to the back of the pack.
Suddenly there were a lot of people around. Maybe that was enough so people wouldn't think he'd run off like a coward?
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Character's name: Kaethus Lazaris Character's faction: Prison Character's journal link: [ #130 ] Character's survival stats: View BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER22 years old, 5'10'' with long brown hair and blue eyes. Wearing his jumpsuit with the sleeves tied around his waist, white tanktop showing. A joker, full of himself but jumps into things and doesn't back down. Occasionally a dumbass. Criminal background mostly in pick-pocketing and shoplifting.
Lee inflicts 2 damage to opponent who now has 53 HP left.
Lee's remaining HP = 50 - 2 = 48
There's trouble, or more trouble to be more precise. And she was on time to help fend it off it looks like. Lee pulled her knife out of her backpack and slashed at the threat.
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Character's name: Taylee Young (Nickname: Lee) Character's faction: Prison Character's journal link:Civie Rank Character's survival stats: View BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER +fair; +patient; -skeptical; -insecure
Black hair maintained short two inches over her shoulder, Lee prefers to keep her hair half up and half down by gathering strands of her hair over the front and middle top of her head starting where her hairline meets her forehead and then braiding it back and down to secure towards the end. Her skin tone and eyes were both a light brown and she stood at 5'5" with a lean athletic build short of disguising her womanly frame.
The thing was, this undying mass...there was no way Monica was gonna let it get anywhere near Corgi. A woman with long straight hair pulled a brick from the ground and tossed it at the mass. "Good idea!" called Monica, a little impressed. She hurried over to do the same. Who cared if they were missing bits of the floor, when there'd been a breach?
She grinned viciously as it hit its mark. Oh yeah. All this...being cooped up and playing paintball was paying off.
Monica HP: 46/50 Damage to Undying: 3 Undying HP: 50/60
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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.
Bing made a mental note of where everyone else was, now that more and more Faction members were wading in to help get the screaming thing under control.
While he avoided hitting any friendlies with his next punch, he completely missed the Undying, again. Tch.
HP: 46/50 Damage to Undying: 0 Undying HP: 50/60
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Character's name: Bing Bonhomme Character's faction: Prison Character's journal link:Here Character's survival stats: View BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER A great hulk of a man. Strong, but with little muscle definition. Slick-backed blonde hair, pale blue eyes.
"Brick's still fighting," Adelaide noted as she tried chucking one of her own. She might be a spry woman for her age, but no way was she getting too close to that thing right now. She groaned as her projectile missed--worse, with more of the gang jumping in, it would be harder not to hit someone.
"Damn it, I should've been faster getting to that guy in the first place..."
Adelaide HP: 48/50 Damage to Undying: nah Undying HP: 50/60
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Character's name: Adelaide St. Pierre Character's faction: Prison Character's journal link:xxx Character's survival stats: xxx BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER Stern faced, tough-loving, over the hill aged woman with graying hair tied back in a short ponytail and contrasting limpid blue eyes. 5'6" and on the thin side with a gauntness to her bony face especially.
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