Fresh off her promotion, Monica dove into her work. Flashlights were serious business, right? They sure were, when some people lacked electricity, and for when they needed to go out at night.
She made quick work of it, browsing the surrounding area carefully. One, two, three, four...
Nine whole packages of flashlights. It was a great thing, Monica thought, smiling to herself. Now she just had to...
Oh no. The undying were coming.
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Character's name: Monica Chavez Character's faction: 2 Prison Character's journal link:bae Character's survival stats: View BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER Chubby, tiny girl with curly hair (red, with light brown roots) and dark skin. Big eyes. Wearing double handcuff bracelet. Focused, charismatic, loyal, affectionate, excitable, cocky.
Honestly, Monica didn't understand how they got so ******** smart. It was like this. Here she was, innocently racking up boxes of flashlights. This was fine, right? She was doing well. She'd gotten accustomed to picking out which boxes would be empty, and which were still lootable. They tended to be sealed, for one.
Then she turned around and five undead were upon her. Monica turned around in one fluid motion. "Don't come any closer!" she warned, a box curled against her chest. Could they somehow preternaturally sense full flashlight boxes? It sure ******** seemed like it.
But there were five of them, and only one of Monica. She did have a trick up her sleeve, though: a lone fishing rod. Her faithful companion, ever since she'd fished it - hah! - from a box tied to a parachute.
"Take this!" shouted Monica, leaping gracefully at them. Four were turned. The fifth swiped menacingly at her shoulder, grazing it - but Monica pushed it back with a fishing rod. Eventually, it left. Monica stared blankly after them.
Right! Time to head home to Apple.
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Character's name: Monica Chavez Character's faction: 2 Prison Character's journal link:bae Character's survival stats: View BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER Chubby, tiny girl with curly hair (red, with light brown roots) and dark skin. Big eyes. Wearing double handcuff bracelet. Focused, charismatic, loyal, affectionate, excitable, cocky.
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4Total: 4 (1-4)
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Posted: Wed Sep 23, 2015 9:59 pm
It was kind of funny that no one had thought to take these yet, Monica thought, humming as she walked. But maybe they were all in the situation the prison had been in. No flashlight batteries? Well, now there was no problem. The Crooks could get stuff done under cover of night! It made Monica feel pretty proud, in all honesty.
Okay, this undying she'd essentially walked right into. Monica's eyes bulged at the sight. "Ah..." she began, and then cleared her throat. Who cared, though? It couldn't understand anything she said. Fortunately she still had her fishing rod drawn, and she came at the undying with rod in hand.
Needless to say, it fled. Monica smirked in triumph. Who was cool and suave and badass? Monica was cool and suave and badass!
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Character's name: Monica Chavez Character's faction: 2 Prison Character's journal link:bae Character's survival stats: View BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER Chubby, tiny girl with curly hair (red, with light brown roots) and dark skin. Big eyes. Wearing double handcuff bracelet. Focused, charismatic, loyal, affectionate, excitable, cocky.
thyPOPE rolled 1 4-sided dice:
4Total: 4 (1-4)
Posted: Wed Sep 23, 2015 10:17 pm
She put her fishing rod on her shoulder as though it was a rifle and continued marching home. She sure felt like she was on top of the world, anyway. And she was at least getting the work done. That sure was nice.
She looked over her boxes again and grinned viciously. They took up far less space than she'd expected them to - there were nine - but that didn't mean their position on her tiny grocery cart was any less precarious. She felt it jerk behind her even though she hadn't stepped over any obstacles and whirled around. "You!" she said to the undead she found. She stepped toward it, side-stepping her cart, and poked it in the chest with her fishing rod. Multiple times. "Stand back, or I'll hurt you for real! This stuff's mine!"
And Apple Prison's. But, you know. It was Monica's for now.
HP: 49/50 btw
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Character's name: Monica Chavez Character's faction: 2 Prison Character's journal link:bae Character's survival stats: View BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER Chubby, tiny girl with curly hair (red, with light brown roots) and dark skin. Big eyes. Wearing double handcuff bracelet. Focused, charismatic, loyal, affectionate, excitable, cocky.
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Posted: Wed Sep 23, 2015 10:33 pm
Monica yawned, heading briskly down the street and turning the corner with a special eye for potholes and debris. She didn't want one of her precious flashlights spilled, after all! Er, her packages of flashlights. Yeah.
She was in such a hurry that she didn't notice the undead stalking her until it swiped at her back.
Well, it tried to, anyway. That was the good thing about being insulated by three layers of sweater. She spun around steadily. "Oh no, you don't!" Monica said cheerfully, bashing it furiously with her fishing rod. She was rocking this.
HP: 49/50 btw
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Character's name: Monica Chavez Character's faction: 2 Prison Character's journal link:bae Character's survival stats: View BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER Chubby, tiny girl with curly hair (red, with light brown roots) and dark skin. Big eyes. Wearing double handcuff bracelet. Focused, charismatic, loyal, affectionate, excitable, cocky.
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1Total: 1 (1-4)
Posted: Wed Sep 23, 2015 11:00 pm
It was the last leg of her journey. Monica was becoming a little more accustomed to the presence of the undead, but it still wasn't easy, obviously. She was nearly on the prison's doorstep when she felt something strange watching her. Needless to say, Monica whirled around.
This undying was bigger, Monica noticed. It was really just about the only thing you could notice about it: it was massive and unknowable. Monica bashed it with the fishing rod a few times, but a swipe of its arms sent her running. No, no, no...
She was only a few steps from home, anyway. Monica dashed as quickly as she dared into the prison. "Shut the door!" she hollered.
What was this? Nine boxes miraculously still intact? Monica heaved a sigh of relief.
HP: 48/50 btw
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Character's name: Monica Chavez Character's faction: 2 Prison Character's journal link:bae Character's survival stats: View BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER Chubby, tiny girl with curly hair (red, with light brown roots) and dark skin. Big eyes. Wearing double handcuff bracelet. Focused, charismatic, loyal, affectionate, excitable, cocky.
