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 Posted: Wed Sep 16, 2015 5:39 pm
 [DAY ZERO JOURNAL LOG ENTRY ] Micky Norm Character ID number: Link to your character's survival stats (minis) profile: . Faction: Prison Rank: Warden's Assistant
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Posted: Wed Sep 16, 2015 5:40 pm
Age: 35
Gender: Male
Employment: Recently fired from being a religious education director at St. Mary's shortly before being arrested under harassment charges.
Character description: 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.
DAY ZERO PROMPT:
The lights blinking off wasn't out of place, at night. It happened every single day, except it usually happened later - and Micky's eyes were closed when it happened, so he hadn't even noticed. In his hands he clutched a rosary, moving the tiny beads between his fingers as he whispered hushed prayers to himself, repeating the words over, and over, until it came as easy as breathing.
Shouting and anger in the prison cells was also expected. What Micky didn't understand was why the guards weren't shouting back, trying to get silence down the aisles as the night continued to wane on. He finally opened his steely eyes, and glared through a thinly lidded gaze at the bars in front of him. The guards were too busy running to tell them to quiet down. They were too busy running away.
A loud buzz filled the air, the same one that he heard every morning, followed by the doors opening on every cell block in the prison. The thunderous pounding of inmates followed as they, too, ran.
He waited, sliding the beads down one by one, until a moment of peace had him on his feet and finally lurching forward to the entrance.
What he saw down past edges of the prison cells, attacking the stragglers who'd made the mistake of going through E block, had his fingers clutching the rosary until they went white and ached. His eyes widened, and his face lit up in horrifying, maddening victory.
"Behold," He whispered, as he watched an inmate being eaten alive. "The day of the LORD cometh, cruel both with wrath and fierce anger, to lay the land desolate: and he shall destroy the sinners thereof out of it."
He'd been patient, and he was confident his patience would be rewarded.
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Posted: Wed Sep 16, 2015 5:42 pm
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Posted: Wed Sep 16, 2015 5:43 pm
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Posted: Wed Sep 16, 2015 5:44 pm
CODES[spoiler][quote="OOC"]
[b]Character's name:[/b] Micky Norm
[b]Character's faction:[/b] Prison
[b]Character's journal link:[/b] [url=http://www.gaiaonline.com/guilds/viewtopic.php?t=24794181]here[/url]
[b]BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER[/b]
Warden's Assistant at Apple Minimum Security Prison. A religious fanatic. Stubborn, discourteous, never trusting, pessimistic, and unstable.
[b]Physical description: [/b]Pale skin, incredibly well kept brown hair, intense green eyes, scruff due to being in prison. [url=http://i.imgur.com/AjwUWh2.png?1]Headshot[/url] and [url=http://i.imgur.com/aUBqO85.png?1]fullbody[/url].
[b]Weapon:[/b] Giant wooden cross with the ends sharpened. You're welcome world.
[/quote] [/spoiler]
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