She didn't like this casino, she didn't like this collar, she didn't like anything at all really. Leiah looked around, sighing as the coin in her pocket jingled, reminding her of the reason why she was here. She just wanted to buy her freedom, help out as many mall rats as she can, and get the ******** out of here.
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Character's name: Leiah Sanderson Character's faction: MALL BBY! Character's journal link:gaia_crown Character's survival stats: emotion_zombie BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTERLeiah stands at 5’8 and 130lbs with lightly tanned skin. She’s got brown hair that’s just down to her knees and blue green eyes that are constantly making her look like she’s up to something. She considers herself fit and trim but a bit on the small side, which makes fitting into clothes hard but easy at the same time. Status: Leiah recently had her jaw dislocated so talking is difficult. Zone Status: Wondering how the hell shes gonna help get herself and her fellow mall rats out of this mess... Crrent Mental State: Leiah is currently paranoid and terrified due to the message she heard on the radio. Expect alot of Resident evil references and theories.
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Posted: Thu Sep 24, 2015 1:21 am
Mel was leaning idly against a slot machine, not really playing but watching other people play. She was tired and already bleeding coins at the tables, so she needed a break. At this rate she'd lose all her coins by the time her deadline came up, and there was no way she'd get stuck here. No way, nuh uh. With a sigh she took a seat, noting someone walk past with a particularly unpleasant expression. They all kind of felt the same way, so she waved the girl down and patted the seat beside her.
"I hear you tend to lose more when you gamble with a hot head," she said before propping her chin on her knees. "Better take a rest, hm?"
BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER Petit, 5'5" and 114lbs. She is rather fair skinned with relatively soft facial features (compared to her parents) and curiously blue-green eyes. Her hair is a light shade of caramel brown and is naturally wavy, an asset she's rather proud of. [ ref ]
Leiah was almost startled when the girl called out to her and patted the seat next to her like they were already old friends or something, which made her smile a bit and take the seat next to her. She could already tell that the girl was from another fraction, since she didnt have a costume at all nor did she have the faint smell of BO comming from her. Perhaps some of the other fractions have working showers?! God what she wouldnt give for a hot shower [it could be cold too] and some soap. If she had that, her spirits would be much higher in this situation. Her scentence had truth in it and she tried to focus on calming down.
"So true...Im just tired of this situation as a whole. First bandits, more bandits, then this....Canibal or human enslavement thing... Cant we just get a break? Its bad enough that I think this has some resident evil vibes to it you know?"
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Character's name: Leiah Sanderson Character's faction: MALL BBY! Character's journal link:gaia_crown Character's survival stats: emotion_zombie BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTERLeiah stands at 5’8 and 130lbs with lightly tanned skin. She’s got brown hair that’s just down to her knees and blue green eyes that are constantly making her look like she’s up to something. She considers herself fit and trim but a bit on the small side, which makes fitting into clothes hard but easy at the same time. Status: Leiah recently had her jaw dislocated so talking is difficult. Zone Status: Wondering how the hell shes gonna help get herself and her fellow mall rats out of this mess... Crrent Mental State: Leiah is currently paranoid and terrified due to the message she heard on the radio. Expect alot of Resident evil references and theories.
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Posted: Thu Sep 24, 2015 1:07 pm
The BO was a minor thing, far as Mel was concerned. The undying sort of desensitized her to smells. Those or rotting corpses. She'd take BO over those options any day. Only her eyes looked to her side as the other woman sat down; she welcomed the company. Sought it out, actually, and it'd been a while since she really sat down and spoke with someone unfamiliar (with the exception of those damned attendants). That meant other factions were also in here, and they basically all had their lives on the line.
Great.
Mel gave a nod in total agreement with everything that had just been said, Resident Evil reference included. "It's been a month, I think we could all use a break," she echoed, "preferably without the risk of char-colored Lickers on our tail."
A pause, then, "Or cannibals."
There, she said it. She'd been thinking it a while but didn't have the stomach to really say it out loud. She didn't gag this time, she was little too disturbed by the association of RE with their situation. She was only familiar with the game because he brother played it often in the living room (and gave her nightmares in the process).
Finally, she turned her head to face the other girl, and rested her cheek on her knees. "I'm Mel, by the way. Sucks we met in here of all places, but it's nice to meet you...?"
BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER Petit, 5'5" and 114lbs. She is rather fair skinned with relatively soft facial features (compared to her parents) and curiously blue-green eyes. Her hair is a light shade of caramel brown and is naturally wavy, an asset she's rather proud of. [ ref ]
Did she actually get the RE reference?! FINALLY! And she said what shes been thinking all along! "Yes! If I can share my thoughts? I think this is all some sort of test...As in virus testing...It would make sense considering what I heard on that stupid radio back over there with the bandits. Make sure no one in your group touches the vines, there's something wrong with them...As for here, I saw something..." She looked down then, rubbing her arm. God what she wouldn't give to have drew right now. They haven't really had any time to themselves since this whole fiasco started. Combine that with her little dream episode about the baby and well...Closure was needed. But she would think about that later.
"Name's Leiah." She smiled and mimicked her movements, feeling a bit more...normal. Despite being from another area, she was already starting to like Mel a bit more than most of the people she met. "But what I saw...I just know they're eating us and probably selling the really good ones off to some depraved lunatic. I've played Far Cry 3, I know the deal about human trafficking and s**t...Vaas was pretty hot for a crazy guy though..." She was sure Mel wouldn't know about Far Cry or Vaas, but she needed to just talk for a bit.
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Character's name: Leiah Sanderson Character's faction: MALL BBY! Character's journal link:gaia_crown Character's survival stats: emotion_zombie BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTERLeiah stands at 5’8 and 130lbs with lightly tanned skin. She’s got brown hair that’s just down to her knees and blue green eyes that are constantly making her look like she’s up to something. She considers herself fit and trim but a bit on the small side, which makes fitting into clothes hard but easy at the same time. Status: Leiah recently had her jaw dislocated so talking is difficult. Zone Status: Wondering how the hell shes gonna help get herself and her fellow mall rats out of this mess... Crrent Mental State: Leiah is currently paranoid and terrified due to the message she heard on the radio. Expect alot of Resident evil references and theories.
