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My character name: Mike Smithson
Character ID number: 99
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Faction: District 4 (Mall)
Rank: 1

RP posts:

Signup! ~ One Month later ~ Mall Main ~ Mall Quest 1 (x2) ~ +2 Zone 1 Injury ~ Objective 2 ~ +2 Objective 1 ~ Casino Solo ~ +2 Characters Value ~ Slots ~ What to do now? ~ 20 questions? ~ BlackJack ~ Free! ~ Fog & Infection ~ +2 The Chase ~ Understanding ~ Promise ~ Fury Road ~ +3 Rescue Solo ~ Attacking Boss ~ Drinks ~ Trading ~ Rescuer POV ~ +3 Dream Scenarios ~ Green Door Solo ~
Supplies Claim ~ Boss Fight ~ Mall Rats: Bye ~ Hunting ~ Junkyard ~ EMOTIONS +3

Total: 17 points

(Tokens, items and points claimed)

[ OBJECTIVE 4: ] Day Zero Log:

Mike was walking around in "his room" thinking about what had happened to him the last month. To him if felt like he has been in this "room" which was actually part of a shop for years. He felt like he hardly even knew ho his old live used to be. It wasn't true of course as he remembered working in his old shop and how days used to go. What had happened since the lights went out because of the power failure the very first time. Well Mike hid in the office of his store a few days but started to hungry and thisty after that at he had to get out. His shop had been looted while he was there and he couldn't do much about it. Not that it had anything really useful as it was mainly office supplies and no food and drinks. He made new friend and decided to stay in the mall with people now forming the "mall faction". After nearly a month he became really loyal to his faction. He loved helping people out and he also liked to keep reinforcing the barricades around him shop. He was terrified that anything unwanted would get into this part of the mall. Not very likely but he didn't want to take any risks. He spend most of this month working and checking on the barricades because of that. He had several encounters with the undying and the infected and he got hurt quite alot but he still made it out quite okay. He broke his left arm ones making things difficult. He now had a broken jaw he hoped would heal fast. It seemed like he could take more and heal faster than before and he didn't know why but he loved it. He still didn't want to believe all the things he had seen not even a month after living in this situation. He was now sitting here in his newly made room all by himself knowing and hoping that soon help would indeed arrive. He was the type of guy to stay positive always.