My character name: Johnathan Nordskov Character ID number: 141 Link to your character's survival stats (minis) profile:View Faction: Apartments Rank: Squatter
Posted: Thu Sep 17, 2015 1:10 pm
[spoiler][quote="OOC"] [b]Character's name:[/b] Johnathan Nordskov [b]Character's faction:[/b] Apartments [b]Character's journal link:[/b] [url=http://www.gaiaonline.com/guilds/viewtopic.php?t=24794973]Journal[/url] [b]Character's survival stats: [/b] [url=http://www.thesporkedken.com/adopt/dayzerouser.php?act=profile&user=141]Stats[/url] [b]BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER:[/b] 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. [/quote]
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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.
[ YOUR STATS ] HP: 50/50 Base Attack: 2d6-6 (2d4-2 Knife!) Base Defend: 1d6
[b]DATE:[/b] Sept. [b]LINK TO RPS AS PROOF:[/b] [url=http://www.gaiaonline.com/guilds/viewtopic.php?page=1&t=24794973#373988799]Here[/url] MAKE SURE YOU SUBMIT FOR ONE CHARACTER ONLY PER DAY
Posted: Mon Sep 21, 2015 6:49 pm
Zone 1 - Objective 4 Log
Words are a small price to pay for security these days.
I don't remember much about the first couple days. I'm not from around here, but when the chaos hit I ended up taking shelter in a KFC in a strip mall. It was the first place I found that wasn't either shut up tight or already swarming with crazy people or rabid, infected people. Apparently people just don't have any use for chicken when there are car fires and people chasing down and chewing on other people.
Even the next day it was one of the safer places to be. People were starting to get into their heads that this was a bad situation, and they needed canned goods, not cold fried chicken and frozen goods going bad in the dead freezers. The pharmacy across the street was the first place I saw looted. Maybe it was you guys. A small group of people broke the windows and took as many cans and boxes and vials of medicine as they could carry, and there was screaming in there. Someone must have been trying to hide out, maybe they got offed trying to keep the place and it's goods under their control.
I started poking around the area when it was quiet out. It wasn't just the infected that were dangerous, any time I saw two people crossing paths in those first few days it didn't end well for one of them. Then I overheard a couple of them talking about the apartment buildings, how some people were starting to clear it out, make it a safe place. Said they were stockpiling food, barricading the place up. Perhaps needing strong people to help with the work.
I took a chance and headed over there, ended up helping clear out the place. Most of the inhabitants are just kids, but somehow we've managed to survive. I've had to bang some heads together on occasion, but I suppose there are worse places to be.
That's about all there is. I got settled in, and since then it's been about finding supplies. There's not much else to tell. We survived, ended up here, the end. Or hopefully not.
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