Oh, someone was talking to her! Monica whirled around to see the person with the knife, a short-haired woman who looked pretty well put together. "Oooh," said Monica, nodding. "I'd...definitely not want to step on a knife, yeah," she said, grinning. "Be pretty hard to run away with an injured foot! I'm Monica Chavez, by the way," she added.
In the wake of the undying, which had been suppressed by someone who knew better than her, for now, she glanced about the yard. It was nice to see who'd come out here and at least helped, you know? And...oh, there was Corgi. He looked safe, like he hadn't touched the thing. Well, good.
Monica HP: 36/50
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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: Thu Sep 17, 2015 9:11 pm
[Mess Hall]
“Pff. Rocks would be a treat.” Shaun said sarcastically, laughing. “And... who knows around here? Maybe there is applesauce. This was supposed to be an apple farm right? Plus, that stuff keeps longer than you'd think!” He set aside the knife and leaned against the counter. “I'm all for vegan cake.” Hell, if she'd said dust cake, he'd be happy. Anything but the usual wet, tasteless, can crap.
He joined Autumn in the pantry, ambling easily up a ladder to scour the higher shelves. “It'd be funny if there wasn't any applesauce” he commented idly, moving cans aside in his search, “Be absolutely criminal” ha ha “if the apple prison had no applesauce, right?”
Maria moved quickly back and away from the crowd as the undying was suppressed, surprised at her determination and how easy it was to jump into a fight. Maybe it was the fact there was a crowd, or maybe it was her dedication to improving herself, but she found it took little motivation to get in and get dirty.
She was a bit hurt, and so she turned back away from the group and moved toward the medical ward, hoping to grab some sort of wipe to help sooth over her scrapes.
Character HP: 44/50
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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.
Posted: Thu Sep 17, 2015 9:28 pm
[Yard]
"Sure thing, Warden." Bing puffed, pulling off his undershirt. The thing had been sliced to ribbons anyway, and he doubted the Undying would mind the blood on it. Bing finished pulling it apart, and began hog-tying the limbs the Warden was holding down. They wouldn't last forever, but they'd last long enough. Hopefully.
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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 9:32 pm
The Yard
Still a bit out of breath, but unwilling to look worthless in front of the Boss, he ducked back into the crowd and began trying to help. This was one of the first times he'd been involved in this sort of thing, so he really just attempted to follow orders on this one.
Silently, he hoped he'd managed to do something that would mark him as someone worth keeping around. This whole thing was all well and good, but on his own, outside that wall, he certainly wouldn't fair quite as well.
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Posted: Thu Sep 17, 2015 9:35 pm
[Mess Hall] (kitchen)
Autumn had to agree. Even rocks, as long as they tasted of sugar and delicious, would be a treat. The food here was not terrible, but it wasn't good either. But it WAS food, and that was the important part.
She moved aside a few cans of something that passed for re-fried beans, and then she groaned. "That was a terrible pun."
She found a bottle of vinegar...and remembered someone once telling her it could be used in vegan cake. Wonderful.
"Though I have to admit you have a point. Applesauce in the Apple Prison. It's fitting, somehow." She looked up. "Found anything up there?"
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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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I think it's totally fine! As long as it's something that doesn't go bad quickly I think we are good. (hence not using butter or eggs for this cake)
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Posted: Thu Sep 17, 2015 9:36 pm
[ the yard ]
The thing was down, but Adelaide wouldn't let herself be quite at peace until the thing was dealt with. Although she was pretty frustrated with herself for not having a good eye at chucking rocks. Probably high time she visited the gym too, to be honest...
Well. lifting some undying was a good work out, eh? Adelaide formed up with the boys, ready to help drag it off to wherever the warden needed it to go. Here, she really did wish they deserved the name zombies: at least then frying them on the outpost would be satisfying. Slapping Maria's shoulder in passing (a silent good effort that wasn't actually sarcastic), Adelaide popped her knuckles.
"Anyone need a lookover after that?" she asked, technically to the men huddling around the undying though anyone was liable to hear her. "God damn, who's bright idea was it to chuck someone off the roof?"
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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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Posted: Thu Sep 17, 2015 9:39 pm
[The Yard]
"I'm Lee, formally Taylee Young," she smilingly replied with a nod while now starting to internally fend off the insecurity beginning to sneak to the surface of her consciousness at her socializing skills, "Yes, I agree with you, Monica. I also really want to keep my ability to run away intact. I really hope we all survive this turmoil."
Phew, the warden also stepped in to secure the containment of the threat thankfully. And now, her divided attention was witnessing the undying being tied up.
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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.
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I'm glad we managed to get around the hiccups to an extent though cx
;u; I have to get to bed now so I catch the bus to campus on time tomorrow -waves!-
It looked like he had chosen the perfect time to back off from the Undying, staring at it as The Boss ripped it a new with his knife. "E-eh?" There was a dumbstruck look on his face and he scratched at his hair gently. He watched as some men held it down, tying at anything they could. The adrenaline in him had yet to go down and he moved forward, grabbing at it and helping place one or two ties around its feet.
"There." He said. Kaethus managed to do something useful at least before he moved back, wiping his brow to free it of sweat. There was a laugh that came out in a few breaths as his body finally relented the heightened state.
But it wasn't over yet.
He groaned, but moved to help lift the thing with the others. If The Boss could do that with one blow, what would he do to him if he saw him slacking again? There was a shudder at the thought as he moved to assist. Probably the most effort he put into helping anyone in a long while.
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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.
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Posted: Thu Sep 17, 2015 9:53 pm
"Yeah, definitely," Monica nodded. "It was nice meeting you, Lee! I'm gonna go..." She gestured at the crowd forming around the Boss and the undying, which was apparently still...being...suppressed? Actually, Monica had no idea how suppression worked.
She jogged over to said crowd, reaching in to help hold the undying still as well as she could. "I'm..." Well, Monica was in walking condition, at least, and could head to the medical ward, later. She didn't much mind this sort of work, anyway. "Was that where this came from?" She glanced up at the roof, pushing the undying's arms against...uh, the rest of its body. She did not like the idea that one of their group could do anything like that.
Monica HP: 36/50
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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: Thu Sep 17, 2015 10:11 pm
[Yard]
"Yeah, I wouldn't mind some doctorin' after that little adventure." Bing spoke up, hauling his own section of the Undying up. His adrenaline was still going, so the cuts he'd taken weren't hurting too much, but it was going to be a b***h once he hit that wall. He glanced up at the roof of the Prison. "Might not have been pushed. Coulda jumped."
Either way, he was a right b*****d to clean up after.
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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. Waist-Up
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Posted: Thu Sep 17, 2015 10:28 pm
[Mess hall]
Shaun grinned – it certainly had been an awful pun. He should be arrested for it... Ha ha!
“Well there's some bags up here, and they don't stink so thats promising and...”
He grabbed at a promising container and brought it out into the light. It was heavy, and promisingly liquid filled.
“Score!” he said, handing it down carefully to Autumn, “Honey!” Well that would be sugary and, as far as he knew, never went bad. “Its not applesauce but hey, honey. Can't go wrong with that... isn't it supposed to make things moister? Like, baked goods?”
((how long does it even take for applesauce to go bad)) (edit: Apparently a while! It was a way to store apples for the winter... so theres probably some left)
Magnus held it still while the three came by to help him out. He gave them a weak smile of thanks as they got to work.
Once that was done, he went on and hoisted the creature and went on to throw the thing out like a bag of garbage. He dusted his hands, then made his way back to the rest.
"Good work with handling things. That's what I like to see. No casualties."
He then turned to Daryn.
"I noticed you doing particularly well in that fight. Here. Maybe you could do some extra harm with this," he said before pulling something out of a bag and offering it to the guy. It was a net.
"Might not seem like much. But it'll slow them down if they get caught up in it. Help you and any buddies around lay extra pain on the bastards."
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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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Magnus has given your character a net! It does 2d8 damage. The item should show up in your inventory shortly.
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Posted: Thu Sep 17, 2015 10:47 pm
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One might have thought that Micky would have pulled the giant wooden cross off of his back and helped with the fight. Instead, he seemed to be hard at work watching, and noticing. The warden's job was clear, but his was a mystery - to some. Not to Magnus, of course, but to some.
When the fight had passed, he flickered his gaze to a few of the more active civies who'd fought for the prison, and his gaze settled on one. His hand was on Monica's shoulder, pulling her back for her attention. The smile on his face could be described as cordial, but it could also be described as cold, depending on what light a person was looking at him with.
"We all need a little help sometimes." He murmured, sliding Monica a sweater. It was warm, and cozy, and - .. the back of it, though ragged, clearly said Jesus Loves You in crochet. At least he hadn't made the sweater. Right? "For your efforts. We reward heavily." There, now his smile had warmed up - oh, oh it was worse now, oh no, look away -
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Congrats, you've been given a sweater!
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Character's name: Micky Norm Character's faction: Prison Character's journal link:here Character's survival stats: GO 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 Warden's Assistant at Apple Minimum Security Prison. A religious fanatic. Stubborn, discourteous, never trusting, pessimistic, and unstable. Physical description: Pale skin, incredibly well kept brown hair, intense green eyes, scruff due to being in prison. Headshot and fullbody. Weapon: Giant wooden cross with the ends sharpened. You're welcome world.
"Son of a b***h!" He had no idea where the hell his brother went off to. The prison was huge and he was looking through every area he can think where Kaethus went off to. He went to the Mess hall in thinking that he might have been inside here, eating or maybe seeing he can get some alcohol to drink somewhere. There were some people, but not the loudmouth dumbass. The Gym was next, but even there he was not inside working out. ". . . does he even work out?" Aaron stood there in thought about it for a while, but he shrugs and continues on with his search.
The last place he went to was in the Medical ward, thinking he might have done something earlier. And he was not there, in fact, it was empty. "Dear god . . . he really doesn't think much about his own being." Right now there was an Undying outside at the Yard, and he prays (for once) that he's not out there.
When the coast is clear, he went outside and saw some of the people looking exhausted and hurt. "s**t . . ." While he only has one eye, he saw Kaethus a mile away, and glares at him as he storms up to him. "Oh baby brother~!" He called out to him all with a nice, friendly smile. But when he got up close, Aaron smacked him at the back of his head. "You're a ******** dumbass! What the hell were you doing out here?" Not that he's expecting an answer from him, let alone a good one.
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Character's name: Aaron Lazaris Character's faction: Prison Character's journal link:Link Character's survival stats: Stats BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER Giant muscle man at 6'5", dirty blond hair, one blue eye with a black eye patch over his right eye and burn marks on his face. Wearing an orange jumpsuit with the sleeves ripped off.
