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Posted: Wed Sep 16, 2015 10:21 pm
[ DAY ZERO JOURNAL LOG ENTRY ] My character name: Fantasia Moore Character ID number: #88 Link to your character's survival stats (minis) profile: xxxFaction: Apartments Rank: Squatter
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Posted: Fri Sep 18, 2015 11:57 pm
[ fantasia moore ] Character Name: Fantasia Moore
Minis account name: Mediciner 
Age: 19
Gender: Female
Employment: Sophomore student (occasional pilferer, seller of weed, and procurer of test answers for the open walleted and unfortunate)
Faction: 3 (Apartments)
Character description: (+) self-sufficient/independent/self-confident (+) decisive/rational (~) cautious/suspicious of others (~) mild to moderate dissociation under pressure (-) opportunistic/flimsy morals (-) negative nancy in general
dreads? dreads. athletic build from years of tai chi, various sports, and other self defense classes, but thighs for forever. loves candy and usually has a lollipop or will smack gum if she can get her hands on any; really enjoys chewing other things like toothpicks as well, sometimes cigarettes if she swipes them from her dad. 5 feetish even.
DAY ZERO ENTRY PROMPT: “You’ve gotta be shitting me.”
Of course the power goes out when she wants to start on that ten page essay due tomorrow. Of course. Well ******** you too, God. This wasn’t exactly going to motivate her into abandoning her procrastinating ways. Did she hit save earlier? She swore she did, but this computer was as old as her grandma, so she still might be screwed either way…Smacking the computer to vent some anger, Fantasia got to her feet and decided to go raid the fridge for some comfort food. Get some ice cream in just in case the outage lasted longer than a couple of hours. Or at least, that had been the plan before she heard the screaming.
Wasn’t her family; Dad was on a night shift, which she thought would have been a good sign for actually doing a little work tonight since he wouldn't be riding her a** about video games before homework. Neighbors having a party? No, she realized, it was starting to sound less like a good time and more…Ah, hell. There’s a fire. Not again, God damn, she swore if Rico was being a shithead again—
Something hit the front door. She froze. Someone hit the front door, judging by the scream for help. Rico hit the front door, once she checked through the window. Rico and a fantastically hungry fellow judging by the blood now spraying everywhere as the most violent hug commenced on her doorstep.
Eerily calm, Fantasia stepped away and turned to check the back door, scooping globs of Chapman’s Gluten and Peanut Free Vanilla into her mouth with a slightly trembling hand. Nothing. Alright. Probably best to stay in the house until this…whatever thing burned itself out.
Something crashed through the window she had just peered through at the front.
Probably best not to stay in the house until this whatever thing burned itself out.
Hands trembling a little more now, Fantasia grabbed her keys and hit the pavement, somehow managing not to be overwhelmed by the sights and sounds of what was quickly appearing to be the end times in her backyard. “You’ve gotta be super shitting me,” she hissed under her breath.
Priorities: hide, hide, get a breather, hide, hide. And eat some damn ice cream to stress relieve before it all melted.
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Posted: Fri Sep 18, 2015 11:59 pm
[ codes ] [spoiler][quote="OOC"] [b]Character's name:[/b] Fantasia Moore [b]Character's faction:[/b] Apartments [b]Character's journal link:[/b] [url=http://www.gaiaonline.com/guilds/viewtopic.php?t=24794577]xxx[/url] [b]Character's survival stats: [/b] [url=http://www.thesporkedken.com/adopt/dayzerouser.php?act=profile&user=88]xxx[/url] [b]BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER[/b] 5ft even African American with dreads, dark eyes, and a very hard to read affect. wears tan sweater, gloves, and a [url=http://i.imgur.com/HBgL0sq.png]hat[/url]. [/quote] [/spoiler]
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Posted: Sat Sep 19, 2015 12:01 am
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Posted: Sat Sep 19, 2015 12:05 am
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Posted: Tue Sep 22, 2015 1:46 pm
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Posted: Fri Sep 25, 2015 10:14 am
Quote: gaia_crown [ OBJECTIVE 4: ] Day Zero Log: - Write a log of what has happened to you so far A lot has happened, and at the same time not a lot. I remember it was just another day at home procrastinating my homework when I heard the screaming. And you know what, even then it didn't really click for me what was going on? Not even when I was watching someone get taken down by completely stupid rabid people on my doorstep? I was just...I was just standing there with my ice cream, eating it all calmly while just trying to find some place to hide? I didn't think it would last so long. I figured maybe another riot just started in the neighborhood; those sometimes happened, especially around sports time. But no, it just kept getting worse and worse, and eventually I just found myself at the apartments. Never did figure out what happened to my dad. Mom was already out of the picture so, y'know, one less person to worry about.
The apartments have been pretty safe. Kind of a pain to keep track of everything like key cards and salutes and stupid tiny umbrellas, but you do what you got to do to survive, right? And I've been on security clearance, I've seen the kind of people who want to come in. I don't doubt there's still some idiots who play nice out there, but I can't. I won't. There's decent people here, and that's all I care about; that's all there's room to care about.
And now I've got a broken jaw, and there's stuff in the airwaves about us all not going to get saved or something, and with these other stray factions goin' around being boss...I don't like it. I just want it to be over already.
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