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 Posted: Wed Sep 16, 2015 10:07 pm
 [ DAY ZERO JOURNAL LOG ENTRY ] Rorrow Z. Graves Character ID number: #26 Link to your character's survival stats (minis) profile:Rorrow Graves ViewFaction: University Rank: Freshman
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Posted: Wed Sep 16, 2015 10:43 pm
Posting Format [spoiler][quote="OOC"]
[b]Character's name:[/b] Rorrow Graves
[b]Character's faction:[/b] Univeristy
[b]Character's journal link:[/b] [url=http://www.gaiaonline.com/guilds/viewtopic.php?t=24794563]Journal[/url]
[b]Character's survival stats: [/b] [b]Rorrow Graves[/b] #26 [url=http://www.thesporkedken.com/adopt/dayzerouser.php?act=profile&user=26]View[/url]
[b]BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER[/b] 6', Slender Build/Bookworm, Really good at kicking if need be. Long chesnut hair, kept in twin tails at most times. Green eyes, glasses as he has a slight depth issue. Always has a messenger bag with him.
[b]Jersey Number:[/b] 11
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[quote="HERE YOU SHOULD QUOTE ANYONE YOU ARE TALKING TO"][/quote]
[quote="QUOTE MORE PEOPLE IF YOU ARE TALKING OT THEM"][/quote]
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Posted: Thu Sep 17, 2015 9:34 am
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Posted: Thu Sep 17, 2015 9:38 am
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Posted: Thu Sep 17, 2015 6:22 pm
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Posted: Sun Sep 20, 2015 12:04 pm
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Posted: Sun Sep 20, 2015 12:05 pm
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Posted: Sun Sep 20, 2015 12:39 pm
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Posted: Sun Sep 20, 2015 12:40 pm
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Posted: Sun Sep 20, 2015 12:42 pm
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Posted: Sun Sep 20, 2015 12:48 pm
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Posted: Mon Sep 21, 2015 12:02 pm
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Posted: Mon Sep 21, 2015 12:03 pm
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Posted: Mon Sep 21, 2015 12:15 pm
Day Zero Log:
Well, here we are journal. Day. Zero. Things aren't too bad, I mean the University does have working power thanks to our Engineering Dept. I sorta feel sorry for all the Health Dept Students, they gotta put everything they know into a real world situation now. Things are bound to get bad...and fast. I miss my twin, and ironically his blasted snake. I hope their both alive somewhere and when this is all over, I'll see them again.
Corey keeps us all on our toes, she gives us tasks to do daily. Like Cleaning...with spiders. Ugh. As much as I dislike those things, I prefer them over the Infected. Speaking of, apparently a few got in the bathrooms...which I had to clean later...and saw the spider...wait...I don't think I should of been there. Oh! While learning a few first aid tips from the Health Dept I met a cute guy...uh...i think I should hold off on going into further details. If Corey gets ahold of this, I'm in deep trouble. Faction motto is: Zip It, don't Ship It. So, I guess I should keep the cute guy comments to myself...
Anyways, now we're here trying to bargain with the Harbingers for something. I don't know what it is...but in a scuffle thanks to some Infected getting in...I got a bad leg now.
Walking just became fun...thankfully it seems like everyone got hurt so i'm not alone in pain. Wow. That sounds so wrong. I think I better head off now...write to you later...
-Rorrow
PS: Corey if you do read this. Can I get that guys number for when this is all over?
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