Rather than give the nervous young lady more raptor-like scrutiny, the old man nodded his head. The extra information was absorbed quietly, the unnecessary apology ignored completely. In situations like this, any information was good information.
He glared about the room, lifting one hand to point at each of the youngsters in turn as if emphasizing his serious instructions. To Pomelo and Fantasia, "You two, office. Let a lead know."
"You take a partner," accompanied Rajni's point. Everyone else in the room got a stern look. "Make yourselves busy, there are other walls to check."
Finally he turned to Micah, and it wasn't clear who was assisting whom at this point with the reconstruction efforts. "We done here?"
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Sorry Mr. Grumpyface Bossman is being a grump, you guys can argue or do something else entirely if you'd like. XD;;; Please just treat it like a VERY STERN suggestion, since he is a VERY STERN old man.
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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.
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Posted: Fri Sep 18, 2015 2:50 pm
[Laundry Room]
"We're done here," Micah agreed, unfazed by Mr. Nordskov's grumpiness. "Gonna take a walk around the building and check up on the structural integrity."
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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.
"I like the partner idea," she piped in once she knew what she needed to do. Mel took Mr. Nordskov's instructions for her with a slight nod of her head, though she didn't much appreciate being pointed at. It was a solid sounding plan anyway.
She walked toward Fantasia and gave her a pat on the shoulder. "Let's you and me find October, then?"
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: Fri Sep 18, 2015 5:03 pm
[Cafeteria] Amber had started her day late, as she was usually accustomed. The early bird may claim the worm, but seeing as there no worms to be had, the early bird simply lost sleep.
Arms folded in a submissive gesture, her usual kind expression remained plastered on her face as she secretly eyed plates for something better than the usual scraps. She knew how to play her cards and get what she wanted, even if it meant saying or doing a few unsavory things here and there.
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Character's name: Amber Sparrow Character's faction: Apartments Character's journal link:X Character's survival stats: View BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER Amber is a meek-looking woman with long, naturally curly blonde hair and pools of deep blue eyes. Regardless of the situation, she is more than likely wearing a soft smile. Her bird-clad umbrella, unless being used, is hooked to her jacket.
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Posted: Fri Sep 18, 2015 6:07 pm
[ Front Office ]
It may be dark out, but Durza just had to steal a few batteries to get his light saber umbrella glowing and he and his coon headed out into the night, they wouldn't go far at this hour.
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Posted: Sat Sep 19, 2015 12:52 am
[ laundry room ]
Partnering up, good. Finding a leader, good. But--
"I'm fine!" Maybe that came out too strongly, but in moderately stressful situations like this, Fantasia didn't have the best control over herself--least of all on her volume. From too quiet to normal, it was easy to overshoot.
She cleared her throat.
"I wanna investigate too," she told the group assembled. Not talk to more people, however important that was. "Want to make sure for myself I'm not going..." She didn't want to use the c word, it was worse than a curse to her. "Just need one person to report anyway."
She couldn't fix the wall, but she could at least get up and look in a room, God damn it. Her pride was wounded enough as it was with her behavior thus far; she couldn't bear to look any weaker.
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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
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Posted: Sat Sep 19, 2015 1:20 am
[ LAUNDRY ROOM ]
It wasn't so loud as to make her jump, but her eyes did go a little wide. She blinked at Fantasia, a little confused, maybe a little more worried than she needed to be considering the girl had just said that she was fine and that she wanted to investigate. She was also right; it only took one person to go and tell one of the head honchos that something was up.
"If you're sure. I'd feel better about there being more of you guys investigating, anyway," she said as she walked toward the door. "I'll track down October, let him know what's going on. I'm gonna point him here so if you guys could leave a note or a message with someone for the exact place you're gonna be investigating, that'd be awesome." And she said this just in case he had her go and find Zelda or something.
With that she walked out and headed straight for the office at a light jog.
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: Sat Sep 19, 2015 12:05 pm
[APARTMENTS]
Beth had settled in rather nicely to apartment living, if she might say so herself. Even if, y'know. It was during the apocalypse and stuff. Still, during the first week of the madness it had become perfectly clear that her little living space above Lizard Bait wasn't going to cut it. She'd need allies, and she'd need more food than what was quickly disappearing down at the local Piggly-Wiggly.
So she'd packed up her possessions, the few things she couldn't bear to leave behind, and had taken a single bottle of vodka along in her backpack. That first week, she'd snagged a card from one of the crazies that had tried to make her a midnight snack. She'd lost the vodka bottle, and most of her stuff, but had followed her gut - and her desperation - to Clearview Apartments, downtown.
And she'd stayed.
Sure, it had been wierd to settle into a single apartment with someone else's stuff...but she'd gotten used to it pretty quick, and the thought of several stories of stairs between her and whatever the hell was shuffling around down on the ground was pretty comforting.
Today found Beth Desmond pulling her long hair up into a ponytail and headed for the lounge. At least it was comfy in there, and she could see what everyone else was getting up to.
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Character's name: Beth Desmond Character's faction: Apartment Character's journal link: Link to journals here Character's survival stats: Beth DesmondBeth Desmond BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER Long, dark hair, dark blue eyes. Lean, more slender muscle than soft curves. She has a massive tattoo of a dragon on her back, taking up nearly the whole expanse down to her waist, with the outstretched wings following her shoulders, down to halfway down her forearms, giving the dragon the illusion of flight.
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Posted: Sat Sep 19, 2015 2:03 pm
[ Lounge ]
If there was another thing that a zombie apocalypse could kill, it was someone's muse. It had been nearly and hour, and anything put to paper had been either erased, or scribbled over in frustration. Then again, things were like this even before day zero, but the apocalypse seemed as good as any excuse.
Taking note of another woman entering the lounge, Brie gave Beth a slight nod in greeting, soon returning her attention back to her scribbles on paper.
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Character's name: Brie Hudson Character's faction: Faction 3 / Apartments Character's journal link: Here Character's survival stats: View BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER: Reference
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Posted: Sat Sep 19, 2015 4:40 pm
[Laundry Room]
Micah jumped a little at Fantasia's outburst, then shrugged. "Don't let any more walls fall on you," he advised. "Which way'd the scream come from? I'll go with you." She might or might not be crazy; he wasn't a doctor, so he couldn't say. But whatever she'd heard or thought she'd heard, she'd been bothered by it. If someone had really screamed, it was better to find that out, and if not, then at least she'd probably be comforted by knowing everything was okay. Or as okay as it got these days, anyway.
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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.
If there was an apocalypse coming (which there definitely was,) then Grayson was going to write his dying song lyrics. He also really really wanted to work on his motorcycle but that wasn't an option, with the limited supplies and the setting, save for his imagination. Imagination had no limit. That was virtually impossible so he settled on his other favorite hobby, composing lyrics. He was settled on the couch, humming a few chords as he crossed out and scribbled words. His guitar was next to him, with stickers all over the wood and autographs scribbled everywhere, ready to help his musical adventure. He twirled the pen in his hands, anyone who looked his way would only see one or two lines written down. This was an ongoing project, with a lot of work ahead of him.
- There also might have been big bold letters that read "STUPID APOCALYPSE" -
So he took the time to glance at the other person scribbling.
"Whatcha doing?"
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Character's name: Grayson Character's faction: Faction 3 / Apartments Character's journal link: Here Character's survival stats: View BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER: Reference | looks like a visual kei dude when not in mechanic clothes, blue-white hair with black and white streaks, stylish white shirt with short cropped black jacket, trendy black pants, gloves, decorated guitar
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Posted: Sat Sep 19, 2015 5:11 pm
[ Lounge ] Grayson received a glance as he entered the lounge, her gaze soon returning to her sketch pad as she continuously struggled to draw something--anything on paper. This was possibly the worst art block she had ever had, and the impending doom they all faced didn't help matters.
Her attention shifted back to man once again as he spoke. Shaking her head, she closed the book entirely and set it down beside her with a deep sigh. "Nothing, nothing that I can put to paper."
Eyeing his own notepad, she attempted to sneak a peak at his own work. "What about you, what are you up to?"
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Character's name: Brie Hudson Character's faction: Faction 3 / Apartments Character's journal link: Here Character's survival stats: View BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER: Reference
Cherry Poppins, now in full drag, stumbled into the apartment building lounge hoping to provide what she was sure would be some much-needed entertainment for everyone. It wasn't her best drag, it was more lazy crossdressing with fumbling makeup, sloppy pads, and she wasn't even tucked. After all, she had just licked clean a bag of heroin before making an attempt beating her face.
In a floral sundress, kitten heels and an enormous wig, the campy queen hoped to make an impressive entrance, but instead lost her balance and just fell to the ground, slumped against the wall in the corner.
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Posted: Sat Sep 19, 2015 8:06 pm
[ Lounge ] Thankfully, Brie was in a different corner when Cherry took her great fall, but it startled her none the less. When they didn't move, she peered over her knees to get a better look. "You okay..?"
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Posted: Sat Sep 19, 2015 8:19 pm
[ laundry room ]
There were an awful lot of people gathered around and in the one room that was supposed to be for quiet reflection. Zelda continued down the hall rather than stopping in her office to drop off the box she was carrying, looking at the ruined wall with a frown. It was a good thing she had just been given something that could get that shored up. Right now, however, she was more concerned with the miniature crowd.
"Has something happened? Other than whatever the wall did, I mean."
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Character's name: Brie Hudson
