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Character 1: A girl with long black hair. She stares into the campfire and continues to say the words she lied over and over.
Sitting beside a young girl with long black hair cascading down her back, Brie lightly touched the girl's shoulder, hoping not to spook her. "Who are you..? Do you know whats going on? Where we are?" The woman only stared into the campfire, not speaking anything other than 'she lied' over and over again. Any further attempt appeared to be utterly useless, and she gave up on her entirely.
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A balding, old man. He begins to recount a story about his past, about how he was a fisherman. All he fished up were dead bodies. He continues to talk about fishing up his friends. He continues to talk about his wife and how he fished her up too. The story gets more and more morbid.
Having no luck with the woman, she now moved to crouch beside the old man, hoping he might have some insight on the situation they were all in. But when about to investigate, he started off, talking of his days as a fisherman, and how his main catch were all the dead bodies of people- all his friends, even his wife. Not wishing to hear anymore of the story, she quietly backed away, trying to shake the mental image that was just put into her brain.
So far things were not going well. None of them have been of any help whatsoever, and her irritation was growing by the second. Finally, she felt a set of eyes on her.
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A small boy, maybe five years old. He is looking straight at you the entire time. As you approach him, he whispers I know why this is is happening. If you question him further he doesn't say anything. However if you bribe him with a food item (DISCARD IMMEDIATELY AFTER) he will take it and continue speaking. I am Peter Pan. You blink, and as you do, you realize it wasn't a child at all, but simply an skeleton corpse of a child.
Her attention shifted to what appeared to a small child. He couldn't be more than five years of age, but so far, he was the only one claiming to have some knowledge on what was happening. Kneeling in front of him, she tried to suppress her anger, speaking as kindly as she could. She was never good with kids.
"Hi, who are you?" She asked, but received no answer. Was he shy? Thirsty--hungry maybe?
Reaching into her bag, she only found one food item in her possession. The kinder egg she had received from October. With nothing better to offer, she held it out to the kid, pleased when he accepted it.
"I am Peter Pan."
Blinking, her brow furrowed, confused by his words, until realizing it wasn't a kid she was talking to anymore, but his bones. Absolutely mortified by the experience, she shrieked, almost falling backwards as she held a trembling hand to her mouth.
"Oh God..!"
Eyes bleary, she got to her feet and ran off. She needed to get back to the others! She needed to find October, Alex, and Sho! Hell, even Rook and Cecil at this point! Who cares what faction they were in? She needed someone around her who wasn't the things she had been encountering! She was losing it, and she was losing it fast!
[EXIT]
+ 10 Infection
[450 words reached]
[Kinder Egg Dropped]
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Character's name: Brie HudsonCharacter's faction: Faction 3 / Apartments
Character's journal link: Here
Character's survival stats: View
BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER: Reference
Status: Hearing is better, ears still sore. May be permanently damaged.
HP: 50
WeaponBroken Bottle (Two 4 sided with no deduction)
Infection Rate: 45/100
